Episode. 34 Holy Nation (2)
The king of orcs already exists.
A monster that established a nation by uniting 30 of the countless Orc tribes scattered across the continent.
“Oak Road, Krakta. I bet you know.”
I remembered the orc kingdom ‘Titan’ where that monster reigns.
It is the land of the most savage warriors on the continent, and a country of the jungle.
There is a very peculiar system there.
No, that one system was the only law and rule of Titan.
[The strongest orc reigns as the king.]
Among the orcs gathered under the titan’s red feathers, there was no one who did not dream of becoming a king.
There were people who sharpened swords to defeat the king and usurp the throne.
It was truly a holy place for warriors, and at the same time it could be said to be a battlefield for warriors.
I ordered Rapture to gokuratri the ruler of such a battlefield.
“Krakta, Krakta… … We have heard of his reputation. It has been my lifelong wish to compete with him one day.”
Rapture stroked his chin and smiled.
As if I was excited just thinking about it, the momentum that overflowed and pierced my skin.
In this case, an orc was an orc.
“If you fight the king and win, you become the king, and if you lose, you die.”
I warned him who was not even nervous.
Orc Lord Krakta is truly a monster.
The Orcs who sharpen their swords to claim the throne under him cannot be underestimated.
If it wasn’t for the pressure from the blue-eyed Battenberg, perhaps Titan might have turned the North Continent into a sea of blood in the past.
“Chwiik! I wonder if he intends to make even the orcs become followers of Hor.”
The quick-witted Rapture seems to have already figured out my intentions.
I nodded at his question.
Titan was too coveted to be left alone.
A country of sorrowful warriors second only to bravery.
If Horgyo gains power there, it will be like carrying thousands of troops and horses on my back.
“Someday we will need the power of the orcs. But Orcs have a rough temper, so it’s hard to get close to them.”
He added, “Except for an unusual case like you.”
“If you become the King of Titan, everything will be easy.”
In Rio Castle, humans and elves began to form their own harmony.
While the bond between the two races was solidified, I was thinking of preparing a stepping stone for reconciliation with the Orcs.
Of course, as always, the link was Horgyo, and there was no guy like Rapture who would fill that link.
“Chwik! Truly, Hor leads me to the king’s way. Then follow me.”
Rapture, who playfully put his hands together, smiled.
“When I return as king, Mary Sojour might see me again.”
“I don’t think it’s a matter of becoming a king… … .”
Watching Rapture making white noises, I felt uneasiness at first glance.
“You’re not going to attack the king as soon as you get to Titan, are you?”
“What can’t you do? Whoever your opponent is will die if their head is split. There are no exceptions to my merciless axe.”
He raised his forehead in response.
okay.
If their heads are split, they all die.
The problem was that no one knew whether the head to be split was the opponent’s or the Rapture’s.
“If you attack without thinking like that, you will die.”
No matter how long the rapture is, it is difficult to deal with even the general of Titan, let alone the king.
Of course, as long as it’s the current rapture.
“You will know when you go. Learn a lot there, defeat many guys and grow. At the end of the road is the throne.”
Rapture has a natural talent and has an excellent sense.
With enough polishing on Titan, this guy had the qualities to become a king.
This was almost certain.
“… … .”
Rapture stared me in the eye and smiled wide.
“Huh, you have eyes that believe in me without the slightest doubt.”
Rapture chewed over and over again what I told him to become a king.
“Let me know for now.”
“Chwiik, I understand.”
This guy won’t be king right away, and he won’t leave for Titan right away.
Currently, Rio Castle is in a situation where each and every manpower is disappointing.
So for the time being, I decided to focus on being a watchman.
If the day he leaves comes, then it will be after Rio Castle’s power is stabilized.
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From the next day, the meeting went on and on.
As the top leaders exchanged opinions with heated faces, the air quickly became overheated.
“The difference between the 1st and 2nd generations is bigger than I thought. If you continue in this state, you will not be able to avoid major damage from the 4th generation onwards!”
“I agree. Sooner or later, there will come a situation where support from nearby territories is inevitable. I think it would be prudent to send a messenger ahead of an urgent situation.”
The head of the Abalt and Linne families argued.
“Getting support doesn’t solve everything!”
The head of the Royal Knights, Count Gastein, confronted him.
“Didn’t you say you were going to get the spirit of Baren behind this plague? Haona, receiving support from the nearby territories is nothing but eating Baren’s flesh.”
He was concerned about Baren, not Rio Castle.
Bondi war is a law that gives birth to a lot of material, cost, and human casualties.
The greater the number of troops thrown into the war, the greater the burden.
In other words, it meant that as Rio Castle grew in size and confronted with the plague monster, Baren’s base would be shaken.
“It is still not too late. It is only right to remove the source of the plague as soon as possible!”
Count Gastein said forcefully.
It was a reasonable claim as the knight commander of the royal family.
At that time, the head of the coalition opened its mouth.
“Breaking down the Plague Castle by force will also cause great damage. The magicians will attack as if they’ve been waiting, and they’ll blame all the damage they’ve done on us!”
Truly a dodol ticket.
After looking around the meeting room where the debate was unfolding again, he opened his mouth.
“It would be good to reinforce the troops.”
Actually, I thought it was still a little early.
Because the influence of Horgyo did not reach the territories north of Rio Castle.
But it was much better than continuing this endless haggling.
“Saint!”
The faces of Earl Gastein and the commander on the royal side hardened.
Please, not only here, he said to consider the situation Baren is facing.
“I have already counted enough. That’s what I’m saying.”
I looked at them and opened my mouth.
“Everyone should know that Horgyo is spreading all over Baren.”
He recalled the Marquis of Trantis, whom he had seen as God’s Eye.
And he recalled what plans the Marquis and other members of the royal family were making.
“The royal family wants to stabilize the precarious situation in their country through Horgyo. We just have to trust them and stop this plague.”
trust the royal family
Count Gastein and his subordinate commanders lost their momentum after hearing that.
After taking a short break, we continued our meeting.
When it was decided to call for support, no further disagreements arose.
In the midst of such a long meeting, I turned my head and looked out the window.
The blue sky, that corner is very dark.
It was an omen of plague monsters coming.
‘I don’t even get tired of it.’
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Alan has been very busy since becoming the Saint of the South.
After heading to Marx’s home with Margarten, he gathered 200 elite wizards, said to be the best in the family.
Even that was not enough, and the pride of the family, the barding soldiers, also led 500 units.
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A grand procession continued.
The sentences engraved on the magicians’ robes reflected the light.
“What is the status of the magic union?”
“A total of 8,000 wizards from each kingdom and family. The Alliance’s garrison is also in a state of fortification, but the curses of the monsters are eating away at the barrier.”
Alan’s brow twitched.
The wizard who posted the report continued.
“As is known, a curse is like a plague. It is said that just being near it makes everything rot black.”
“… … Is it a plague?”
Alan remembered the holy voice he had heard earlier.
『Gather the elite of Marx and go to the plain where the plague is rampant.』
『Don’t let the red germs invade the southern land.』
“Through it, my name will resound everywhere.”
Just thinking about it made my heart beat fast.
I wanted to receive the revelation just once more, and I wanted to accept the light.
To Alan, these feelings were of a truly foreign kind.
“… … I must be crazy.”
Alan wiped his face and closed the carriage window.
Even in the midst of that, the voice of God tickled in my ears.
『I grant you the title of Saint of the South.』
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A title that I had already repeated in my mind hundreds of times.
Like an adolescent boy in unrequited love, Alan has never stopped thinking about God since that day.
Now I don’t even hate myself.
Rather, he was unbearably proud to have been given the title of saint by God.
“… … .”
After a while, he cleared his throat and took a deep breath.
“The saint of the north has already spread the power of the Hoor religion vigorously.”
Just then, I heard a boy’s voice next to me.
It was the spirit body of the world tree, Margarten.
“I heard that one kingdom has already fully embraced the Hoor religion.”
Alan’s eyebrows twitched at the soft voice.
“Shut that mouth. How many times do you say the same thing?”
The air inside the wagon trembled at the sudden force.
Even so, Margarten continued to scratch Alan’s insides.
“To Hor, the saint of the north must be very pretty. You are so talented.”
sigh-
Alan gnashed his teeth.
The title of the saint of the north had become an obstacle to him before he knew it.
No, at this point, they were no different from rivals.
“What with only one kingdom!”
Margarten and Marga sighed inwardly as they saw Alan screaming in excitement unlike him.
‘father. Is this really the right thing to do?’
Horror’s command passed down through Adelgarten’s roots.
Marx faithfully followed the order to constantly stimulate Alan Marx.
But I was very reluctant.
It had to be.
“I can enlist more followers. Saint of the North? Not worth it! I am the one and only saint in this world… … !”
If you see that look.
The crazy possessiveness unique to the Marx family, which has been infamous since ancient times.
That vicious disposition was properly tempered.
And that, of course, toward the existence of God.
An unfulfilled need brought about obsession.
‘… … I guess I’ll have to coordinate well in the middle. For the time being, I can’t let you bother me any more than this.’
It could have been completely distorted if you made a mistake.
Saints of the North and Saints of the South.
What Richard wanted was competition, not confrontation.
Marr sighed once more.
It seemed like he was given a very difficult role.