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Hold Your Breath Hell Dive (1)
“·················ogue.”
In that brief moment, Jibril had a gut feeling that he was firmly caught wrong.
This was my inexcusable mistake.
The man squeezed his forehead and slowly opened and closed his eyes.
Calling in a soldier was extremely impulsive.
He is very sensitive to changes in his surroundings and quickly detects any abnormalities, so he acted instinctively this time as well.
It was because that damn necklace had too much sparkle. Or his memory was too good.
“ha······.”
Damn Djibril Dioff. What’s the big deal with the Crown Prince’s belongings?
“Confucius?”
When the hell does this guy’s eyesight get worse? Is it okay if I just ignore it?
You’re buying another job.
-Creepling…
Even the dragon flying freely in the sky seemed to laugh at him.
“······· I have to take care of that. Give it to me.”
“Yeah? Is this garbage?”
At the command that came out of nowhere, the navy soldiers looked at him with their eyes wide open.
Even as the crowd roared, Jibril had a sullen expression on his face.
Among them, the one holding the sack said in a calm tone.
“D, Confucius Dioff. sorry. However, the military law is to burn the waste of high commanders unconditionally.”
“Oh, give it to me. It’s a pain in the ass to throw it away.”
“Yes?”
Surprised, their heads tilted. Jibril grabbed the holy stone necklace, hoping it would be this time.
It was amazing to see that the noble master had thrown it into the brazier, and the ashes were everywhere.
“Can’t you see the mana flowing down here? It’s said that this necklace has advanced preservation magic. These things don’t burn at all, and if they hide in the ashes and fall into the hands of the enemy, it’s a pain in the ass. Dissolving the magic before disposing of it is the priority.”
“·················ogue.”
It’s just a made-up bullshit, but I thought it was pretty plausible.
Anyway, if it’s a level 7 preservation magic, it’s right to block any sparks.
Moreover, in the world, there was not a single wizard who swore to throw away things enchanted like this.
Except for his first cousin.
“Ahh!”
The reaction was immediate.
“Oh my God! We didn’t even know it was such a thing…!”
“Confucius, you are truly amazing.”
“It’s crazy!”
“If you know, I will take this. If you didn’t know, I’ll close my eyes for once.”
‘Thank you!’, ‘Thank you so much!’ Faces that had become white were brightened again.
Jibril clicked his tongue and shoved the necklace roughly into his inner pocket.
It was fortunate that they were mostly innocent and young soldiers.
If there had been even one thick-headed knight, the situation would have been vastly different.
After completely blocking the ten or so mouths, the man strode towards the prince’s barracks.
Come to think of it, there wasn’t a single thing that bothered me today.
This time, the face of the passing navy priests strangely attracted attention.
In the midst of being busy, they looked somewhat distracted and excited.
Anxiety for unknown reasons also appeared…
– Bukkake, bum buck, bum buck
“No, it’s true. You said your lord is not looking for the king?”
“Ah, please. Isn’t it just that you have plenty of ether?”
“Can’t you see him in prison?”
“You didn’t even mention the king. I guess you don’t even check your meals and your bed.”
“Didn’t you hear about it? You two had a big fight. Maybe for us too.”
“Arthur. No matter how good your family is, would you only be the resurrected royalty?”
“Why, Lord Langbuye, you say you can’t do anything between the two of you right now. Can’t you dream?”
“Hey. Well…”
“·················ogue.”
Mugs mixed with a spoonful or two of vague expectations. An arrogant and frivolous tone of voice.
It was truly a pathetic conversation.
At some point, everyone falls out like that.
For Jibril, who was also pathetic about the fights that usually take place in the court, he was about to explode at the sight of those who belonged to the Navy chatting like that during wartime.
He knew well that the prince and the palace prince fight for some reason, and that they do not even see each other face to face.
But what about that? Does it matter now?
The wizard walked towards the entrance of the tent, making a slight impression. ‘Flutter!’
“Come on, Jibril.”
“hello! You are four minutes late, Confucius Diop.”
“·················ogue.”
The man with a bad chin twitched roughly bowed to Stanislas and Cedric.
François put the pocket watch in his pocket and looked at the map again.
Then some silence passed.
It has been said that the strategy for the northern part of the New Kingdom has changed and that a new formation must be devised urgently, but it felt empty and quiet somewhere.
The knights lined up behind the table were hardened like stone statues.
Jibril realized the reason only after slowly scanning the inside.
“······ It seems that one digit is empty.”
The palace didn’t exist.
Taesa and the Pink Princess were planning to go on a sky reconnaissance, so even so, it was strange that Juliet was not present.
To be honest, this was the first time I’ve had this happen.
Immediately, sharp eyes fell from the opposite side.
A suffocating silence squeezed the breath of the left crowd.
“·················ogue.”
“·················ogue.”
Anyone who sees it would think that Confucius spoke of treason in the presence of the heir to the throne.
The prince was acting as if he was going to scare him if he made a mistake.
Stanislas looked at the two children in turn with sad eyes, but could not speak as usual.
Francois sighed softly.
Jibril looked straight into his opponent’s burning eyes and shrugged.
“It means nothing. But, has not Juliet devised various tactics together with His Majesty?”
“·················ogue.”
“I remember being the guild leader.”
“Stop playing childish plays.”
her. Confucius let out a silent gasp.
The old man pushed a glass of cool water, but he didn’t even think to drink it.
As the Crown Prince of Lister, is it justified to show such an attitude now that he participated in the guild head vote with all his heart?
Isn’t it a very mature attitude to bring the two of them into the public realm and create an uncomfortable atmosphere?
Is it the example of a monarch taught in cesarean studies to make the commander’s conflict known to his subordinates?
The more I thought about it, the more ridiculous it was and the more I laughed.
However, the reason Jibril did not speak out all his complaints was…
“How about the transmission of correspondence through the Ark of Sinmul Biryeom?”
“·················ogue.”
It was because the father’s condition didn’t seem very good.
Cedric Lister was as dry as a man who had starved for about a week.
The posture he leaned against the table was also not as solid as usual.
The face was shady and rough in several places, and even the deep shadows of the eyes were cast, giving the overall impression of a dangerous blade.
There was no life in the mottled scarlet eyes, and the whites of the whites looked red with sparse veins. On the other hand, there was no blood on his lips.
The deep submerged tone was like the cry of an animal that had a rock wrapped around its body and jumped into the lake.
The sleeves of the shirt, which had been folded up haphazardly, were also very wrinkled.
“I just finished it, Your Majesty.”
…In short, he looked worse than Jibril, who was drunk and came home at 6 in the morning.
And with Jesse Penetian’s death, the war looked even more gloomy than when the war began.
That sounds really bad. You are very diverse.
“His Majesty wrote a letter requesting additional reinforcements along with a description of the situation here, and His Majesty Aurelie separately compiled and posted his views to the Vatican. As the scale of the operation has been expanded from ‘infiltration’ to ‘occupancy’, I have also written a request for a quick reply.”
Hearing the report of the Marquis, the prince chin.
Jibril immediately noticed that the nape of his neck was empty.
“What happened to Guk-seo’s capture?”
“I still don’t have a seogu from Emma. Apparently, the scale of the northern rebellion was growing. However, it was said that when the Imperial Fleet landed, the battle lines would be deployed in a line and descend to the south, so our soldiers are steadily advancing north as well. It is said that battle wizards are placed in the lead unconditionally to minimize damage to the young people of the Empire… Jibril?”
“··········Yes. First of all, that’s a strategy. It’s a search operation, not an invasion, so there’s no need to sacrifice infantry for nothing. If not, there is a shortage of hands.”
“That’s right.”
As Jibril grumbled in reply, the old man answered kindly.
The poor old man was trying his best to relieve the current atmosphere.
The municipal knights were sweating even in January weather.
“Although we did not find Werner Guk in the process, it is said that they succeeded in rescuing hundreds of refugees trapped in hills and valleys. It is a blessing that many precious lives have been saved.”
“·················ogue.”
The prince was silent for a moment, then turned to his grandfather and spoke calmly.
“Your Majesty, take one hundred soldiers and Francisco Atsuma, and march to the castle of Atsuma, and stabilize the situation there until your Majesty’s support arrives. A land without a leader would be unstable as well. Reconnaissance of the surrounding estates is also necessary.”
“…Grihama, sweetheart.”
“Five! I forgot. Your Majesty, we are also conducting a search for Sir Martier Zeilstra, whom you mentioned a while ago. There are no clues yet, but there are some allied wizards who have seen her attire in the Imperial Palace. Hani will reveal himself if he is alive, and then he will surely be captured.”
François added, marking something all over the map.
Battle priest Jeilstra was Crown Princess Elisser’s right hand, and according to Shembarun’s testimony, he was a sinner of the Baron lord.
If there had been a rebellion in the dungeon there, it would have something to do with it in some way.
Cedric tapped his chin again and buried his forehead in the palm of his hand.
Then he stared at the brazier on the other side of the barracks.
“·················ogue.”
······I have to move on to the next topic, but it felt like my head was going to break at any moment.
The old feeling of shaking the whole bowl made me nauseous and disgusted.
The awful feeling of uneasiness that leaked out of my soul was probably not going to get used to until I died.
Even though he’s in a place where he can’t get sick.
“You must have hidden some treasure in the hearth.”
Tuk, an unexpected sarcasm flew in. The prince’s iris trembled.
But Jibril went on to say the next thing without hesitation.
“I’ll take a look and post one. This is about the crystal ball for exclusive use of black magic that was smashed by the Juliet Palace.”
“I don’t want to hear it.”
“I’m sorry, My Majesty. It is a means used by the leader of the enemy, so we need to clearly state its function. We also need to know what kind of damage it potentially caused to the lord’s existence.”
“······for?”
Between his thick fingers, the man’s dark pupils flashed like a beast.
He looked almost insane now.
Jibril thought of a priest who would be drooping like seaweed by now.
I haven’t seen your face properly in the last few days, and maybe I’m lying on the bed and squeezing ugly.
Because rumors have been circulating lately. After seeing ‘The Book’, I vomited profusely.
“Or do you not care too much about those who have already abandoned you?”
“What?”
“It’s not that I want to quarrel with you. I am just curious.”
Jibril raised the corners of his lips sullenly and twirled.
François nodded slowly towards him. I mean please stop.
But, of course, the wizard had no intention of stopping here.
He was also of Romero Lister’s blood.
“I came and picked up a piece of junk.”
“·················ogue.”
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Once ignited, it is not easily extinguished.
-Puller Duck!
That moment-
“Father! Come talk to me!”
The moon, shining dozens of times hotter than a man, rolled into the tent.
Everyone’s eyes moved swiftly.