Judgment Day(4)
Having decided on their future plans, the party immediately prepared for the trip.
Tyrone, who estimated the distance from the territory to Caladrell, clicked his tongue as if he didn’t like it.
“Caladrell was in the Northeast, right? We’re in the same north, so why are we so far apart?”
“The northwest has a small land area because of the coast, but the situation is different in the northeast. Well, if you go directly there, there’s only snow and ice.”
Chris said, recalling the journey he had taken to retrieve his status window.
The place where the knight commander he defeated was located is the northeastern part of the continent.
If you go a little further from there, there is a white snowy field and the holy land, Caladrell.
It is a land where there is really nothing other than the Holy Land, so people rarely find it.
According to Elgar, the remaining time is about a week.
Chris and his party, located in the Northwest, have to keep busy.
Otherwise, the situation may be over before they even reach the Holy Land.
Watching the three people’s busy movements, Elgar slowly turned the wine glass to dry them off.
“There is no need to rush. With my wagon and horses, I can get there in three days.”
“Do you want to go with us?”
Elesis responded with a smile as Illesis said with a slightly startled expression.
Chris, unaware of his colleague’s speed, claps his hands in relief.
“It’s safe if Elgar-sama is with us. Thanks to that, I can prepare more leisurely.”
“Illesis, you have suffered a lot.”
“thank you.”
Tyrone comforts Illesis for some reason.
Chris didn’t care too much about it and explained the situation to Baren, who was waiting outside.
Varen, now accustomed to the lord’s going out, asked with a slightly uncomfortable expression.
“I also received a communication from the capital a while ago. Players from Basilonia seem to be in a similar situation. By the way, do you think the chest can solve this situation?”
Basilonia’s nemesis, the Breton Empire, is the country with the most players on the continent.
In other words, if the players’ status windows disappear like this, they will be the ones who suffer the most damage.
Baren, a loyalist of Basilonia, would like this situation to last as long as possible.
Chris smiled and told him not to worry.
“Are we just going to watch the fight? And the Church Alliance is also a bastard.”
“I don’t like the denominational union either. If you want to look at the dynamics of the bust, you can’t help it. Please be careful.”
While Chris notified Baren, Tyrone and Illesis packed all of his belongings.
It was very skillful and fast, probably because he went out so often.
After spending the night, they left the estate early the next morning.
As they passed the gate guarded by the guards, Elgar, who had been hiding, appeared silently.
“Hee hee hee!”
After meeting the Creator for the first time in a while, the ghost horse was excited and dug up the land.
Elgar stroked his mane, then raised a hand and summoned his horse and carriage.
The wagon she used to ride was a little less flashy than before.
The horses leading the carriage seem very sturdy and fearless, as if they were similar to ghost horses.
“Send all other horses back. You won’t be able to follow through anyway.”
While Illesis and Tyrone followed her advice, Gearrick followed his lord and replaced the ghost horse’s reins with those of a chariot.
The guy who has been with his fellow countrymen he hasn’t seen is definitely more motivated than usual.
When Chris sees it and is a little dumbfounded, the guy brazenly retells.
“Then I will go away. Please come safely.”
The maid, who was supposed to stay at the estate, opened the carriage door and greeted her, and Elgar nodded.
Soon after, the party who followed her into the carriage were surprised by the unchangingly spacious and splendid interior.
Elgar, who showed me a space like a drawing room of an aristocrat, spoke proudly.
“It is a wagon made for the royalty of Torhel. I’m still using the one that was made during the Demonic War era. The subspace spell hanging here is delicate, so don’t touch it carelessly.”
“Okay… … .”
Illesis, who was about to examine the carriage almost instinctively, backed away with an astringent groan.
From her reaction, it seems like a really great magic tool.
Gearrick, disguised as a coachman, holds the reins, and the horses, including the ghost horse, start running.
Sitting in one of the antique chairs, Chris looked out the window uncomfortably.
The scenery he sees changes very quickly.
It was clear that it was moving at a speed that was not at all like a carriage, but I didn’t feel the slightest sway.
Falling in love with the chariot’s perfect performance, Tyrone said to Illesis.
“Can we make something like this and ride it?”
“Stop talking nonsense… This wagon is an Origin Epic-class magic tool.”
Illesis, with a look on her pride, said with a sigh.
It was clear that he had been thinking the same thing before he even asked the question, seeing as there was no hesitation in his answer.
Chris enjoyed the long-awaited trip unaffected by the wind and sunlight.
The weather was still chilly, so I couldn’t thank this wagon too much.
The wagon, which ran day and night, arrived at its destination a little earlier than planned.
Tyrone, who discovered a city rising above the endless snowfield, throws down the cards he was playing with Chris and turns bright.
“Is that Caladrell? I thought it would be grandiose because it was a sacred place, but it’s simpler than expected.”
“That’s not Caladrell, it’s a city called Stabel. The Holy Land needs to go a little further from here.”
Chris and his party are no longer allies of the Church Alliance.
So, you can’t just attack the Holy Land like you did back then.
They were planning to stay here first and observe the movement of the religious union and the deity.
As Tyrone observed, there were quite a few travelers in front of the simple city.
Originally, they do business for worshipers who go on pilgrimages to holy places, but that amount of people was unexpected.
Chris clicked his tongue at the sight of more than a dozen people being checked.
“I thought there was someone who arrived before us.”
“It’s great that you don’t have to investigate yourself. After catching a few guys over there, we can dig up information.”
As Elgar stood up and spoke, Tyrone and Illesis’ expressions hardened.
I knew her hands were unstoppable, but I didn’t think it would come out like this already.
Concerned about making unnecessary sacrifices, Chris quickly stopped her.
He wasn’t a very kind person either, but seeing blood from the start was disgusting.
“It’s only been three days since the ceremony started. If we interrogate him right away, it won’t be much, so leave it to us for now.”
“okay. Let’s do it your way.”
Unexpectedly, the Demon King nodded his head kindly and ordered Gearic to hide the wagon in the woods.
Even the forest didn’t hold the green light, but if you go to the city with this wagon, people’s attention will be focused.
After using spells to cover up, they mounted their horses and approached the city.
Elgar did not hide in the negative dimension like he did when he was in the territory, but covered his face with a black magician’s robe.
“Wouldn’t it be better to do it as usual?”
Elesis shook her head as Illesis, who was riding behind Chris, asked her with a hardened expression.
“That place is close to the Holy Land, so priests and followers of the church may be hiding there. By the way, are you normally that way? If you run out of words, I can lend you one.”
“Because I’m not good at horseback riding yet.”
Chris was a bit taken aback when Illesis told a blatant lie.
But she pinched his side and blocked his mouth that was about to open.
Elgar, who smiled terribly at the two of them, boarded behind Gearic.
She seemed to be a wandering wizard in her own way and disguised herself, but seeing that she even had an escort knight, she was a noblewoman.
First of all, their behavior is different, and the robe they are wearing is too clean and luxurious for a traveler’s.
Watching the disastrous disguise, Tyrone scratched his head and asked Chris.
It was a small voice, as if she was afraid that she might overhear it.
“Is it okay if I leave it as it is? Isn’t it no different than riding a carriage like this?”
“What if they notice?”
Chris snorted and started to drive the ghost horse away.
Both the religious union and the bust are on fire.
Chris and his party came only for spying, so he wouldn’t want to make them enemies.
Now that he had a strong ally called the Demon King, needless quarrels were what Chris wanted.
Besides, there are people you meet at the right time, so it’s not bad to show your face in moderation.
The city on the snowfield, Stabel’s guards were very nervous when they saw the party marching so confidently.
The party, who entered the city ahead of other travelers, took the most expensive room in the entire city and enjoyed a meal.
It was a land with nothing but snow and ice, but thanks to that, the beer was cool and nice.
Illesis, who occupied a seat next to Chris as if escorting him, asked as if complaining after seeing everyone’s leisurely attitude.
“Weren’t we supposed to spy out here?”
“You can relax. The storyteller will come in a little while.”
Chris said with a laugh, with an infinitely certain guess.
Sure enough, while she was tilting her head, a man walked into the dorm.
A man everyone knows in this place greets Chris with a smile on his face.
“Go, King?”
“You are here too. If you can’t see me now, I feel sad… Yes?”
The king of singers, who had been talking kindly, froze when he saw Elgar sitting across from Chris.
It is unlikely that the cold of the northeast has finally affected her, and it seems that she has noticed her identity belatedly.
The posture of the singer holding the lute becomes modest in the blink of an eye.
“uh… hmm… Why is this person here?”
An expression as if he had seen a person who literally died and came back to life.
When Elgar silently pointed to an empty seat at the table, the king followed suit.
The eye sockets covered by the blindfolds could not look so pitiful.
“A long time. I’ve heard the cheeky talk about the six kings and all, but I’ll forgive you especially considering the merits of the last battle. However, if you go around making fun of your mouth in the future, you will see a rough face.”
“Ah, it’s okay. I am the one who knows that my life is precious.”
The king said so and didn’t ask anything more.
I was very curious about how she was still alive, but if I ran out of breath right now, I wouldn’t be able to sing the song I loved so much.
When the small talk is over, Chris gets to the point.
“Do you have any good information?”
“This bastard really wants to eat it raw… Oh, of course, that doesn’t mean I don’t have anything to tell you.”
The King of Singers, who had been scolding with a sullen expression, hurriedly added, conscious of Elgar.
Chris orders another cold beer to save the singer’s face.
After taking a sip and organizing his thoughts, the singer started talking.
“Seeing that you came all the way here from Vector, you seem to have a rough understanding of the situation… Which one are you trying to help?”
“We’re just here to do Buddhist scriptures.”
“It is a wise choice. It’s already quite large, so there’s no need to meddle and bleed. So, what are you curious about?”
“How do you think the king of kings will look like?”
Chris asked what everyone in the room was thinking about.
The church union has shown its hand, now it is the turn of the deity.
The king smiles shyly and hesitates to answer.
“Well, actually, there is no news about the bust.”
“Then I don’t think I need to keep you alive anymore.”
When Elgar, with a disappointed expression, tries to grab the staff, the singer throws both hands away.
“Wait! That doesn’t mean you can’t predict how it will move!”
“Then don’t hesitate and tell me quickly, clown. How long are you going to make my lord wait?”
When Gearrick, wearing a hood, spoke with his eyes shining, the singer grunted.
“It’s a waste of information to get out with a glass of beer… I just think it’s the price of my life and say it, well.”
Chris and his party lowered their heads over the table and focused on his story.