Epilogue Episode 12. Behind the party hall (1)
-Defeat the Kingdom of Trud! Sulzenburg, one step closer to becoming a sword god…
Holding open a newspaper in the Elvish language, the Heartlocker chuckled.
This was an expected result.
How can the wandering knights of the Trud Kingdom army defeat Trier?
Even during the war, the kingdom’s army was only good at cutting and blocking the supply lines of the imperial army that came across the mountain valleys and killing them, and its victories in direct combat with the imperial army were only a handful.
Of course, this time it was not a matter of the skills of the kingdom’s knights, but rather that the opponent was an absurd monster.
“But what on earth is Geomshin…?”
The entire continent was now in a festive mood.
When Trier left for the Kingdom of Trud without receiving any challenge from the Knights of the Islands, public opinion, which had been somber, was now boiling over with praise for Trier.
Everyone, regardless of gender or age, was enthusiastic about Trie’s sword challenge, regardless of whether they were the beastmen of the great forest or the elves of the desert.
If you go to a bar where you can see various races, you can see voices getting louder as they debate whether or not Trier can be recognized as a swordsman.
Compared to the days when it started with the issue of colonial independence and continued with bloody arguments such as “Why are your people so tearful” And “Have you been roasted in the oven once?” And eventually ended in a fist fight and a fight. Although it was a bit noisy, it could be said to be a much nicer sight.
Once this event passes, people will start to growl again based on the sediment that has been accumulated over thousands of years.
“No problem. It’s nice that it’s quiet right now.”
Heartlocker smiled as he folded up the newspaper.
What happened after that had nothing to do with The Hurt Locker.
The three races on the continent will constantly fight as they have for thousands of years, but when a common enemy appears, they will awkwardly join hands.
Heartlocker had no power, no way, and no intention to stop it.
It was perhaps natural that even the omniscient and omnipotent God could not eliminate the conflict between races and ended up declaring that he would give up intervention.
The Heartlocker, who lived for the kingdom, fought for the kingdom, and even sacrificed his life for the kingdom, has changed a little.
After handing over command of the Intelligence Bureau to a suitable successor, he ran away, and is currently in the desert while traveling across the continent.
When I told people around me that I was going on a journey to find myself, everyone responded as if it was absurd.
He was a Hurt Locker whose adolescence came a little late.
“Ugh. I guess I have to leave again.”
Heartlocker, who saw a sandstorm blowing from afar, immediately stood up, put on his hood, and started walking.
It was originally a trip for the purpose of self-reflection, but something else needed to be done in the desert.
The dismantling of the obelisk was exactly that.
The ultimate weapon that draws the power of the sun and plunges it into the ground.
If that is activated, the desert settlement will become ruins.
Of course, Schlus broke the tablet that was the key to the obelisk, but the spell itself depicted throughout the desert was still intact.
If someone attempted to restore it with malicious intent, it would not have been impossible.
“But the guy who destroyed the stone tower hasn’t been caught yet?”
“Ugh. sh*t, what are you doing?”
“The way I see it, it’s 100% human action.”
His body flinched and trembled at the sound of chatter coming from somewhere, and the Hurt Locker quickly left the village and walked down the long dirt road.
First, he broke down the stone tower corresponding to the obelisk’s target indicator.
It seems that Schlus was too weak to destroy the stone tower that the elves prized, saying it was an ancient relic, but Heartlocker decided there was no reason to hesitate.
If there were forces trying to turn the desert settlement into dust, it would take them a good year just to restore that stone pagoda.
Meanwhile, the Heartlocker planned to completely neutralize the Obelisk’s magic by destroying the ruins hidden throughout the desert.
“Let me see. Is this about it?”
Today, as usual, the Heartlocker was walking silently across a desert filled with golden sand, relying on the strange map drawn by Schlus to find the core of the magic trick.
Heartlocker, who was caught up by the sandstorm before he knew it, put on goggles and looked around to check the flow of mana.
The power of light that Schlus had once handed over to him was of great help in following the flow of mana.
Heartlocker, who carefully stomped on the floor and groped with his hands-
“Uh. Here it is.”
He finally found the spot.
When he dug out the dirt, an iron door appeared.
Heartlocker opened the door and popped his head in, but he was very embarrassed.
There was only a single piece of paper lying around inside.
Carefully holding the crumbling paper, the Heartlocker carefully interpreted the elven text.
“The essence of elf technology. Those who wish to look into the core of the obelisk, I warn you. If you open this door, a curse will overtake you.”
When I looked again, I saw a double door inside the door.
That must be the room where the relics that make up the core of the magic trick are located.
Heartlocker threw the paper back and opened the double doors wide.
He was nervous that an arrow or a poisonous needle might fly, so he even used barrier magic, but it was just a waste of magical power.
When the steep stairs leading down to the basement were revealed, The Hurt Locker was about to step down with his torch in hand.
Cow…!
A loud vibration sounded and sand fell from the ceiling.
When the periodic thumping and cooing vibrations rang out again, Hurt Locker hurried to the ground, thinking that the ceiling would collapse and bury him if it continued like this.
“Holy sh*t…”
Only then was Hurlocker able to visually identify the culprit who caused the vibration.
A huge pillar rose from a pile of sand, flew in a parabola, fell to the ground again, moved slowly, and disappeared into the ground.
It was similar to a sandworm, but its size was easily 10 times larger.
One thing occurred to the Heartlocker’s mind as he listened to the strange cries while being completely lost in his thoughts.
“Ancient monster…”
It happened thousands of years ago, during the war between demons and humans.
At that time, the legend of a monster who was sealed after a battle with the demons who settled in the desert has been passed down to this day.
Nowadays, the theory that it is a fictional monster created by someone’s wish to deal with Mine in that way is accepted as accepted opinion, but the Heartlocker was now clearly seeing the reality of the monster with his own eyes.
When considering its huge body, the power to move through the ground, and this unusual response to magical power, it was concluded that it was as strong as the ancient monster Untier or stronger.
“I-C. That’s f*cking true, really…”
In no time, the Hurlocker had a long sword made of black steel in his hand.
If we leave him like this, people in nearby villages will die in droves.
That said, I couldn’t ask for support, and I couldn’t boast that I had awakened an ancient monster while trying to destroy the obelisk by destroying the stone tower and its core.
So, the only person who could deal with him here was the Heartlocker.
Even if you defeat this monster, no one will remember you.
People might think it was just a minor earthquake.
“Hey, let’s give it a try.”
Of course, The Hurt Locker didn’t care about that at all.
If I don’t do it, people will die.
That alone was enough of a reason.
The Hurt Locker snapped his neck, made a clanging sound, and raised his longsword high.
With a loud roar, a huge body came out in front of him and lashed out at the Heartlocker with countless teeth.
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Rather than retreating, the Hurt Locker rushed straight into the maw.
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“I wish I could have helped you.”
I heard the news about Hurt Locker being hospitalized.
No, rather than hearing it, it was something I found out through my ‘eyes’ spread across the continent.
It looks like they got into trouble because they were trying to dismantle the obelisk and broke the seal on an ancient monster…
The key, the tablet, is something that cannot be restored because no one knows its structure anymore, but judging from the fact that he even tried to destroy the core of the magic trick in the stone pagoda, he was not an ordinary, thorough guy.
From what I can tell, the elves who put the core part of the spell in the monster’s seal position to prevent it from being dismantled would be much more poisonous…
When I found out about the battle, I thought about going to help, but I was so busy at the time that I couldn’t go.
The Hurt Locker isn’t so pretty that he even helped ruin that important moment.
Heartlocker entered the monster’s mouth, tore out all its organs, and succeeded in completely destroying the core of the obelisk.
He was on the verge of death due to being covered in stomach acid from a monster, so I secretly visited him in the middle of the night, restored all of his melted skin, and ran away.
I felt like a guardian fairy from children’s dreams.
“Yes, what do you say, Schlus?”
“No…”
At that time, a sound of laughter was heard from behind.
It was Triae.
This time, Trie was officially crowned the Sword God by defeating the challenges of the kingdom’s swordsmen, beastman swordsmen, and even elf swordsmen.
But the outfit was strange.
Instead of the usual ponytail pulled back roughly, her hair was carefully braided and a gorgeous purple dress…
It was a rare and precious sight.
“Do you like alcohol?”
“It’s okay, whiskey. I’ll try making this later, too.”
“Is that so? I’m so glad it fits in my mouth.”
“But how long will you keep talking like that…?”
“I’m always like this. Ho ho ho.”
“······.”
Today I attended a party to celebrate Triet.
It was a party held at the main house of Edengark, Triet’s hometown, and I was surprised when I first entered the Edengark mansion.
There were huge buildings lined up on an enormous site that was at least as big as the imperial palace, but by no means smaller.
From now on, everything belonged to Trie.
Even until now, Trie was the de facto head of the family, but her position was not fully recognized and there must have been considerable interference from the elders.
However, Treee completely solidified her position by ascending to the throne and officially took over as head of the family after Gawain.
Today was also the day to imprint my face as the head of the family to outsiders.
So, Tree was in a mess all day today because she had to cosplay as a noble daughter, which she wasn’t good at.
When walking, it was evident that she walked carefully so as not to step on the hem of her dress, and that she also paid attention to her speech and behavior.
They must have been thoroughly trained to avoid developing the habits of wearing armor or comfortable clothes.
She didn’t have to go to this length, but I felt a little pity for her, thinking that she was having a hard time even though she thought about it.
“Huh? Your eldest father is here. I’ll just say hello to you for a moment, Schlus?”
“Yes…”
After Trie, who still spoke in a way I couldn’t get used to, left, I went out to the quiet balcony to take a moment to catch my breath.
Come to think of it, my engagement to Trie hasn’t been announced yet.
The thought of when it would be the right time to announce something passed through my mind.
At least you should reveal it before you get married.
Also, Emilia was in a hurry to have a joint wedding before I seduced another woman, so it seemed like the wedding would take place within this year.
‘Let’s test my disguise skills.’
Anyway, I haven’t had time to properly test the abilities I stole from Jin.
It doesn’t seem like anyone comes this way, so it might be okay to try it.
I decided to try my ability right away.
It seems too easy to turn into the same person, so what about animals?
For example, a cat…
“Miyaak…?!”
The moment I came to my senses, a strange crying sound was coming out of my mouth.
I can’t believe it changed in an instant like this.
I was a little embarrassed and was about to put it back to its original state, when I heard a noise coming from behind and I froze in place.
“Hmm. Hmm. I guess I should go out for some air… Wow!”
The main character who seemed to be popular was none other than Trier.
I was also surprised when Trie’s eyes widened as she walked up to the balcony with a rather casual posture.
I wondered if I had seen through this perfect disguise, but-
“aaah! What should I do? You’re a kitten, right? Hey, where on earth did you come in?”
“Miyon…”
“Hihi. The sound of it crying is cute. It’s such a tiny kitten, right? hehehehe. I’ll stop by the party.”
After covering her mouth with her hand and lowering her voice for a moment, Trier immediately became excited again, raised her voice, and slowly approached me.
I couldn’t fall down the balcony, and at a dead end, I ended up being caught by Trier and held tightly in her arms.
Even though no one was watching, Treee was squatting down on the spot, drooling and making a relaxed expression.
It seemed like the reaction to cosplaying as a noblewoman for too long was now showing up.
“You’re so cute. Ugh, adorable. Why don’t you just live with your sister?”
“Miyooooong…”
“Huh huh? I like it? I like it too! Ughhh! What can I do, the fur is so soft! It’s warm. It feels good. I like the soft belly… I like the soles of my feet too… But you are so cute. You’re so gentle, right? That’s right! I really, really want to rub your cheeks!
“Ah. I’m back.”
“······?”
The ceaseless outpouring of Triet’s cuteness caused him to become agitated and lose his disguise.
When I came to my senses, I was suddenly in Trie’s arms, rubbing my head against her cheek.
Trie, who held me like a princess, froze and looked at me blankly.