The sorrow of losing both family and hometown, the loneliness and anxiety thrown into the world by surviving alone, the pressure to do anything.
This is Calderic, not Saintea.
A land of power and opportunity where you can make movies worthy of it if you have the ability.
In her head and in her reason, Ashel knew that.
However, from the day the clan was destroyed, the wariness deeply engraved in her heart made her unable to believe anything easily.
But, what the hell do you know…
“But I understand.”
Achel was startled.
“I can understand. The longing and sorrow that you hold deep in your heart, the anxiety and loneliness. The excessive vigilance that I see now must all stem from that. Isn’t it?”
What the hell are you talking about, this guy?
Ashel looked at the 7th lord with a slightly blank expression.
His mouth opened again.
“I will help you.”
***
There are various races in Lhasa’s worldview.
Apart from the discussion of demons, from humans, elves, and beasts, who have the most dominant population and power, to many other weak and rare races.
The Baekwol tribe was a rare race with a very small population.
A race that has no difference in appearance from humans, but has the ability to transform magical power into their own unique properties.
The three weaker races often live in tribal units in the wild without mixing with the world.
The Baekwol tribe also lived peacefully in their own home in the Alten Mountains, located in the far western part of Seintea.
But the downfall came suddenly.
Just a few years ago, the Bai Yue tribe was completely annihilated by Seintea for some reason, leaving only one survivor.
Ashel, who is now sitting in front of me, was the only survivor.
‘It was said that he wandered for a long time to find other surviving people.’
However, Achel could not be found.
Despite taking all kinds of risks and asking questions around the continent for many years, in the end, there was only one person.
After a long wandering, she settled here in Calderic.
In the end, I couldn’t give up my glimmer of hope. He said that there must be other surviving people somewhere besides himself.
Calderic is a land that values ability above all else.
If he proves his worth here and establishes himself, and if he can spread his reputation across the continent as a white-worship warrior.
Perhaps the surviving people will hear the news and come to him.
Even if it doesn’t come, at the very least, he may be able to build up his strength and power to take even the smallest opportunity to avenge Seintea.
······· Asher came to Calderik with such a thought.
The reason he was hiding his strength and identity as an apprentice knight must have been that he had just arrived in Calderic and was carefully examining the atmosphere.
The Baekwol tribe is usually indistinguishable from humans, but due to their unique nature, when they exert their own power, their skin turns white.
Eventually, in the near future, she will fully reveal herself and become the Black Rin of the Overlord’s Castle. However······.
“I will help you.”
Now, before that happens, I’ll bring you to my side first.
I then spoke.
“The purpose of your coming to Calderik is roughly guessed.”
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Read from n̲o̲b̲l̲e̲m̲t̲l̲.̲c̲o̲m̲
“Whether it’s to spread fame and bring back living people, or to get revenge on Seintea, or both… Judging by the look on his face, it seems like the answer is right.”
Ashel’s face was now rife with astonishment.
It was a natural reaction as he would have fully understood his inner feelings.
The time has come to bring out the true purpose of the story.
“If that’s your purpose, then don’t offer to become my escort knight.”
Ashel looked stunned for a moment.
Suddenly, I wonder if this is another nonsense.
“What is that….”
“I will be doing many things from now on. So, follow me as an escort. It will be a good opportunity to spread your reputation on the continent as the sword of the 7th Calderic Lord, as your closest aide, and as a warrior of the White Woon tribe.”
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“Don’t you think that borrowing my name is a much more effective way to achieve your goals, rather than relying solely on your own strength?”
It was the perfect excuse.
My proposal will be a very effective way to achieve the goal of spreading fame as widely as possible on the continent.
Achel blinked silently.
Then he asked me again with a wary face that he couldn’t understand.
“Why?”
Yes, of course I would ask.
It was the expected reaction.
For her, my proposal would feel like a one-sided favor without cause.
Because I don’t think it’s because a monarch is really in need of an escort.
Of course, all I really needed was an escort and her force, but I couldn’t tell the truth.
“There is no particular reason.”
I said dryly.
“To be honest, it’s something I’ve already talked about before. Because I understand your situation. And because your ability caught my eye by chance. So naturally, I was drawn to it.”
“············”.
Ashel was still mixed with disbelief.
I can’t even convince you with such an ambiguous answer.
good reason.
I thought hard about him for an hour before I started talking about him, but in the end I couldn’t find any other valid excuses.
I also thought of a typical scenario of having some kind of relationship with her clan, the Baekwol tribe, but it didn’t feel very good.
Deep in the mountain range, what could be the relationship between me as a human being and a minority race who lived well with each other.
Also, even if the story was somehow crafted, there was a great risk of being caught either immediately or later if you lied clumsily.
Because I didn’t know much about the White Wols.
Therefore, the final conclusion was that even if it did not give trust, it was just to go around in moderation.
For now, it was enough just to make Ashel somehow accept my offer.
In the first place, it was arrogant to seek trust by exposing the circumstances and secrets of the other person from the very first meeting.
A friendly relationship with her could be slowly built up once she was brought in as an escort.
“I don’t think there’s an answer. But does something like a reason matter?”
I once again emphasized the point.
“I want you to become an escort knight, and you can get the opportunity to more easily accomplish your purpose. That’s all.”
Whatever the reason, my offer is a great opportunity for Ashel.
For her now, there was no better way than to borrow the monarch’s prestige.
Achel’s brow narrowed. It was a sign of deep trouble.
It seemed like there was nothing more to say, so I quietly sip my tea while waiting for an answer.
After being silent for a while, she opened her mouth.
“If you want me to be your subordinate, you can do whatever you want. Why are you making such an offer and asking for acceptance?”
If it were a monarch, he would be able to do whatever he wanted to with just one apprentice knight, but the question was why not.
“It’s because I respect your will. As I said before, I’m not intimidating you with a secret. If you have a better plan, just turn down the offer.”
I say this, but honestly, it’s hard to say no.
The words ‘secret’ and ‘a better plan’ were intertwined with the intention of putting some pressure on her.
“…and one last question, how did you know that I was a white wolf clan?”
“It’s part of my ability.”
I dismissed the question succinctly.
It’s a world where magic, mystery, and all kinds of abilities exist, so it was enough to just skip it.
Ashel, who was looking at this side with slightly dissatisfied eyes, said as if she had finally made up her mind.
“I will accept the offer. I will become the 7th Lord’s escort knight.”
······done!
I smiled inwardly with a supremely satisfied smile.
“Did you say your name is Ashel? Do you have a surname?”
“······Gronhilt.”
Ashel seemed to hesitate for a moment, then spoke her full name.
“This is Ashel Gronnhilt.”
Ashel Gronnhild.
The only survivor of the White Moon tribe.
In the game, a sailor who played the role of a strong helper for the player. And a person with the potential to become as strong as the monarchs.
Right now, she’ll be wary of not trusting me completely, but she’ll stick with me in the future, so there’s plenty of time to build trust.
Anyway, this way, I saved a reliable escort.
The time has come to slowly head towards the 7th monarchy.
Super Regeneration (1)
Taking Ashel as an escort was not as difficult as expected.
When I talked to Kaylan, as always, he replied that he would know without asking in detail.
I don’t know if this should be called a transfer, but anyway, she would take care of it and take care of it.
After that, without delay, he prepared to depart for the Seventh-Lord Enrok.
The reason why he didn’t move even after finishing the plan was because there was one hidden piece that he could get on the way.
It was a rough terrain with a lot of monsters, so I was wondering if I should pass it first, but now that Ashel is my escort, it has been solved.
‘What have you gathered so much?’
I looked at the colorful four-wheeled carriages at the entrance of the castle.
I was going to ride to Enrok.
Many people around, including knights, were already on their horses and waiting. It was the manpower of the overlord.
When I asked how to prepare, I told him to do it himself, and this is a procession beyond what I imagined.
“Then take a look, Seven Lords.”
Chief of Staff Daffon said goodbye.
The overlord had just left, so he was sent off instead.
‘The timing was good.’
I glanced at Ashel standing next to me.
As she was secretly concerned that Ashel would stand out in the eyes of the Overlord, I felt fortunate.
If it was her, it wouldn’t be strange if she immediately recognized her level as soon as she saw Ashel.
Anyway, it was like stealing talent from the castle, but to be honest, I was in a position where I had no choice but to get stabbed.
‘Considering the overlord’s personality, I don’t think he really cares about it…’
Anyway, even if it gets into your ears later, it was best to take it quietly for now.
“At the coronation ceremony, if you change your mind, please tell me at any time. If nothing special happens, I will see you at the next meeting of the monarchs.”
coronation.
He had already said that he had no intention of holding an official coronation ceremony.
It was needlessly troublesome, and I didn’t want to be caught in the midst of the monarchs again for nothing.
Perhaps we will not see the overlords or other lords again until the next meeting of the monarchs. I was thinking of avoiding it if possible.
‘Until then, the specification should be raised enough.’
At the next meeting, there was a high probability that I would be given a task that was difficult to avoid, even in order to properly check my abilities.
The given time is one year.
At least until then, I would have to focus on raising my specs as much as possible.
“Let’s go.”
They got on the wagon and the procession moved noisily.
It was the beginning of a serious journey.
***
From the capital of Overlord Dragor to the capital of Seventh Overlord Enrok.
In other words, it is a road that moves from the center of one country to the center of another.
Of course, it was a very long distance, so it was going to take a considerable amount of time to arrive, and there were many cities along the way.
It would be convenient and good to be able to move at once with a teleport like in a convoy, but teleporting in this world was not a convenient magic that allows you to go anywhere you want.
Humans are adaptable animals, so there were only a few unfamiliarity with the carriage.
The ride was not very good on the rough, natural roads of another world that were not polished at all, but it was not to the point of being intolerable.
Other than that, whether it was a meal or a bed, the servants prepared perfectly, so there was no big inconvenience.
I quickly got used to it and spent time in a limited space, killing boredom in my own way.
While idly watching the scenery outside, reading a book or a notebook with information, checking and refining plans.
It would have been a lot less boring if I had someone to talk to, but unfortunately I didn’t.
It wasn’t exactly like there wasn’t, it was like there wasn’t.
Tub.
I closed the book I was reading and looked to the other side.
Ashel sat with one hand close to the hilt of the sword, undisturbed.
Unlike me, who does this and that, Ashhel spent the whole day in the wagon doing nothing.
I asked her.
“Aren’t you bored?”
Perhaps it was surprising that I asked such a question, Ashel answered with a curious expression.
“It’s not boring.”
“I’ll lend you a book, so I’ll read it.”
“it’s okay.”
The decisive refusal returned as if he was going to be faithful to his escort mission.
And the conversation was over.
I sighed inwardly and looked out of the carriage again.
‘I’d rather look at the wall and talk.’