Mission No.8 Warrior, rest in peace (10)
“It’s fortunate that I arrived first, but if the kids arrived first, it would have been a big deal.”
“… Has your uncle been in big enough trouble?”
“You lived.”
Ewald, who showed his teeth at Spea’s sarcastic concern, glanced at the document that had been completely burned and crumbled, then clicked his tongue with a very unpleasant face.
Thanks to the flames soaring so intensely that they could be seen from anywhere in Rotume, the crew and even Marcus gathered in front of the skeletal mansion.
“Hey, are you alive?”
“I’m alive, but…”
Turning his head slightly back, Ebalt sighed as he looked at the mansion that had turned into hideous ruins.
Repair or whatever, it would be faster to just tear it down and build a new one. But more than that, Ewald opened his mouth with an annoyed expression when it came to his mind that this mansion was the house where Kasper lived directly, and that it was a historic building of the imperial family that Kasper had been proud of.
“Kasper bastard, are you going to f*ck me?”
“Well, since it’s the house he lived in before he was installed as the crown prince, why don’t you say some sh*t?”
“Anyway, the saint has no idea what crime he committed in his previous life to be assassinated in such a flashy way.”
Pediem approached Ewald with a single smile and looked down at Ewald who was sitting on the floor.
“… Has the religion of Val Kier recently begun to acknowledge his previous life?”
“Then heresy now.”
While looking at Pe Diem, who wiped the soot from his face with a wistful smile, Walt turned his gaze and glanced at Marcus.
“I’m going to give you that battlefield map and plans or something again.”
“… I’ll give you a few copies.”
Marcus, with a face that said it was not the time to worry about that, looked at the house that had been burnt with bitter eyes.
“What happened to the guy who tried to kill you in the middle of Rotume?”
With his hand resting on his chin, he moved his fingers and tapped his cheek, but Balt opened his mouth in response to Marcus’ chanting without inspiration.
“Don’t you think a guy with the skills to kill me wouldn’t care much about Rotume or the edge of Hell?”
Well, if it’s a human who can kill this human, then yes.
Marcus, who had only raised his eyes for a moment and gave a grotesque smile, vehemently sympathized with Ewald’s remarks.
“That too.”
“That is the same for me.”
After clearing his throat once, Marcus turned around slightly.
“I’ll ask the magic leader to investigate the site.”
“Quit. I can’t investigate until Ricky comes anyway.”
“… I know you don’t have a good relationship with the magic leader, but I’m just going over this matter…”
“I don’t know what to investigate.”
Ewald grunted and stood up from his seat.
“Hey, aren’t you ignoring the Order of Magic too much?”
“I’m not ignoring you.”
Ewald turned a rather grim face to Marcus.
“This is magic that humans cannot use.”
“… A magic that humans can’t use?”
“It’s a magic that people can’t use and it’s unknown, so there’s no way Ricky knows about it. It’s not like Ricky is from another race where only the shell is human.”
“But…”
“There’s nothing wrong with bringing them along, but if you’re not going to study some kind of magic, leave it.”
Ewald turned his head and glared silently at the smoke rising from his mansion.
“Then, are you saying it was the demons who installed that magic to kill you?”
“They don’t use this soft method. And since demons can’t use that magic anyway, the demons didn’t do this.”
“Then…”
Ewald raised his head to Marcus and let out a tired voice.
“The smell of the elves’ magic circle vibrates.”
* * *
“This is really…”
Kasper threw an emotional face at Shuheim, who was lined up in front of him.
“It is beautiful.”
Kasper could hardly move his gaze in front of Schheim’s silver body, which was bathed in the moonlight and emitted a soft light.
There was nothing Kasper didn’t like, from the huge main gun launcher to the streamlined fuselage, to the propulsion system that seemed to unleash tremendous power at any moment.
Kasper opened his mouth while looking at Schheim.
“When will I be able to commit to the battlefield?”
“I think it will take at least five days to finish the fine-tuning, and we have called in wizards who can drive to the rear. Your majesty. I think it would be good to think about it for a week.”
“It’s been a week…”
Kasper, who touched the slippery Schheim with his hand, laughed with an expression that he couldn’t stand it.
“Do everything you can to get these guys to run rampant on the battlefield in a week.”
“I will keep that in mind.”
The robed mage bowed deeply to Kasper.
A weapon of war with immense power.
Kasper, who gazed at Schheim, slowly let out a suppressed voice.
“I can finally see the end of this war.”
* * *
“… The sun rises.”
Having left Rotume right after midnight, Shupea raised her face as she faced the eastern sky where the brilliant dawn was shining.
After an hour of horseback riding followed by a 20-minute walk, Balt and his party were rapidly approaching the Eastern Front.
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However, the crew members who knew that they still had more than 1,000 kilometers left were just swaying quietly on their horses.
“… How many days should I go like this?”
“Check it out when you arrive.”
Ewald simply dismissed the crew’s complaints. Of course, the crew had no intention of complaining to Ewald.
After hearing that all the Schheims he had found in the principality would be sent to the battlefield, he couldn’t afford to talk about it again and again.
Schheim is such a dangerous thing, and the members who experienced the danger with their whole body gave up and followed Ewald as soon as they heard that Schheim, stolen from the principality, had been dispatched to the battlefield.
“Can you tell me at least roughly when I can arrive, Captain?”
“Just…”
Ewald talked about what he wanted instead of the estimated time.
“The goal is to arrive within a week.”
The blood drained from the soldiers’ faces.
The remaining distance is 1,000 kilometers.
Realizing that they would have to travel some 147 kilometers a day, the crew challenged the ridiculous journey.
“Does 140 kilometers a day make sense?”
“140 kilometers?”
No. Ewald shook his head vigorously.
“What are you talking about? If you calculate that you will take a day off in the middle, you will have to go 170 kilometers.”
Oh my god.
Although they were really grateful for the time to rest for a day, the crew members, who were literally shocked at the fact that they had to travel 170 kilometers a day, simply kept their mouths shut.
The desire to whine was like a chimney, but it was not the situation to whine. So, realizing that talking only hurts their mouths, the crew sighed and vomited.
And while watching all of that, Balt patted his horse’s neck lightly and spoke to his horse quietly with a pitying face.
“Do you guys like potions?”
* * *
“… This group is crazy.”
“If you do it, it will be all done.”
After three days, the crew arrived at the first village, ignored Shupea, who still had the stamina to complain that she was crazy, and was sucked into the room and immediately fell on the bed.
On the first day, when they had the most stamina, they even committed the atrocities of sleeping on a horse.
The only survivors were Ewald and Usbel.
“… Master, Master, would you like a beer?”
“There are better ones.”
While watching that even Usbel was exhausted, Balt took out a bottle of alcohol from her backpack, which her stuff was constantly in.
He bought it for a strong drink with Marcus, but after hearing that Schheim had been deployed to the battlefield, it came with Baiskusgae Balt, who couldn’t eat half of it.
“I just want a beer.”
Thinking he might die from drinking that strong drink now, Usbel leaned back in her chair.
I had to move around a bit for three days. However, when it comes to Schheim, he had to go to the battlefield right away.
“Is it very difficult?”
“… A little bit, a little bit.”
It didn’t look like it was a bit difficult at all, but Usbel, who showed a bright smile to Ewald despite being tired, put his nose into the beer mug.
Looking at Usbel, Ewald started making his own work alone,
“Guest, bringing in outside alcoholic beverages is prohibited.”
He is stopped by the innkeeper.
“… I knew.”
Ewald, who had poured what was in his glass into his mouth, glanced at Usbel, who was sipping her beer, and ordered a strong drink from the owner.
To be honest, even Ewald is tired. However, Ewald, who wanted to start right away, nervously put his thoughts together when he thought of Kasper, who was smiling in front of Schheim, who couldn’t even guess what the demons might have done.
“Ugburrr.”
“I’m not playing with food.”
“How many kilometers are there? Are you still far away?”
Approximately 450 kilometers. If they move quickly, they will arrive in two days, but Ewald, who thought that a person or horse would die before that, said that there were roughly three days left, and took a drink handed over by the innkeeper.
“Still, it’s really fortunate that the village chief just came in and didn’t ask for anything.”
“Yes, yes. To be honest, the last magic incident was tiring. I was annoyed.”
“In the past, if I had only a knife, I would run like crazy and ask for help. I don’t know if the world has gotten better or not.”
Ewald poured the alcohol into his mouth, which was strong but smelled cheap.
“There must be a reason why the number of adventurers has increased more than before…”
Sweeping, the innkeeper quietly intervened in the conversation.
“Since the demon king, Beelzedeus or whatever, has disappeared, the rampage of monsters has greatly decreased, isn’t it?”
A strange rhythm was created as the broom rubbed against the floor.
“Compared to then, it’s definitely more peaceful.”
Swipe swipe.
“… That’s right.”
When Beelzedeus disappeared and the activities of the monsters decreased, Ewald poured a drink into his glass with a bitter smile when he was told that the world had somehow become peaceful.
“If monsters don’t rampage, people will rampage.”
Ewald threw out the words, which were filled with something, and emptied his glass again.
The innkeeper paused his brushing, glanced at Ewald, and went back to managing the business with a short sigh.
‘Peace…’
Squeak.
Ewald shook his head.
The events surrounding Ebalt were too great to be called peace.
‘It feels like something is about to explode.’
* * *
“The test maneuver has been completed, Your Majesty.”
At las…
Kasper, who was buried in the documents transmitted from Rotume, jumped to his feet at the wizard’s report. Excited, he quickly approached the mage and tapped him on the shoulder.
“You did a great job! Very well done!”
“Hwang Eun is embarrassed.”
“Then can I put it in right now?”
The quality is also very urgent. The wizard bowed his head deeply to Casper in response.
“Not yet. The final inspection must be completed.”
The wizard lowered his head even more to Kasper, who asked if he could deploy it right away.
Despite being extremely impatient, Kasper, who was equipped with that level of flexibility, sat down slowly with a sad expression on his face.
“I will finish everything by dawn.”
“Good.”
That’s enough. Kasper nodded and glared fiercely at the mountain of papers rising on the desk.
Until dawn tomorrow…
With his sleeves rolled up with the face of a man about to fight, Kasper grabbed his feather pen with a brisk motion.
“Until then, I’ll make sure to take them down!”