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< Episode 41 > Whiteley Castle (3)

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3 hours before reaching the permanent castle.

Whiteley Castle is divided into outer and inner, and the lord's castle is located at the center of the inner wall.

'It won't be easy.'

If you make up your mind, there is nothing you can't do without a siege, but wouldn't it be best to enter without blood? So, I tried to disguise myself, but it is difficult to hide that I am the Liberation Army because of the larger size than I expected and Justin's obsessive slap.

So let's discuss if there's no way.

"Brother, don't worry. This brother will break through!"

the gates of the night.

Justin walked proudly through the guards at the door and took a flashing gold coin from his bosom.

terrifying guards. At first, the commander, who refused by pointing the gun, is greatly embarrassed when coins pile up on the barrel one by one every second.

All of them joined the Liberation Army, but most of them were forcibly drafted.

"The name?"

"Triulo. Are you the commander of the Liberation Army?"

The captain of the guard takes off the helmet with the insignia on it and puts it on his side and asks me.

"Huh."

"There is a mother among the cities you have passed through. You run a food stall specializing in snack food."

If it's a food stall, you're talking about that old lady.

"Ah, the one who specializes in cleaning?"

"That's right. He was also called by the king when he was young... Anyway, my money is money, but I will follow my mother's advice to help them if possible."

"then?"

"When you take a shift, divide into three and enter."

There were many unfamiliar faces due to the joining of the conscripts, so it was calculated that if several people were mixed in each shift, they would not know.

So, with his help, he succeeded in entering the outer castle as well as the inner city without spilling a single drop of blood.

In addition, there are not a few guards who joined the Liberation Army.

In particular, a soldier who served in the king's army was outraged at Dexton's actions here and took an active role in convincing his colleagues.

A few hours later, Richett's cooldown ends and Roman completes his tactics.

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"A group of rebels has been found in the interior."

"What? how!"

"The commander of the guard surrendered to the Liberation Army..."

early morning.

Ralkan in his pajamas was furious and threw the lamp away. A secretary who quickly puts out a fire burning a rug.

"What level are our soldiers now?"

"It's barely enough to pull the trigger."

"Call them all and put them on the wall."

"It's not like we've just started training and put it on the front line."

"So what. Are you going to die just staring at me like this?"

"It's not like that, the existing army is enough..."

"Shut up and do it!"

"Yes, yes."

Ralkan, who sent out his secretary, tried to convene a meeting just like when he was serving in the king's army, but he laments when he realizes that he is the only true intellectual here.

"I won't kill you."

Those who turned their heads even a little for a firm lordship took over Whiteley Castle and executed it the very next day.

"I should have taken my family hostage and ate it."

Ralkan had no choice but to summon the commanders of the unit to establish a clumsy sweeping operation, and in the late afternoon of the same day, he faced the rebels who arrived in front of Yeongju Castle.

"Hey dog ​​nigga!"

Ralkan didn't react at all, knowing that it was a childish tactic to provoke the enemy and drag him to the front, but his voice was so familiar that he asked the secretary to find out.

"This is Dexton."

"That Dexton?"

"Yes, this is Dexton, the demon solver hired by the lord."

I knew Dexton was unbelievable, but I'd stick with the rebels.

Ralkan, covering his face with his hands, took a long breath and climbed onto the watchtower.

"Lord, it is dangerous."

A wizard who hastily hired through the magic tower contracted with the king of submergence warns of dryness.

Ralkan's judgement was twisted by the cocky behavior of the guy blocking his way, but he had to swallow it because of the background of the tower.

"Stand out."

I pushed back the two soldiers guarding the wizard with a translucent shield and looked at the face of the man who was swearing from the top of the hill.

"Dexton!"

When Dexton shouted, Dexton hurriedly hid among the men.

"Catch that child and bring him to me."

"I will try."

Ralkan clenched his fists in the wizard's tone, who still answered roughly. He came down from the watchtower and called his secretary.

"Which guild did you hire Dexton from? Mercenary Guild?"

"I went through the helper guild."

The helper guild, similar to the modern manpower office, has a low fee but no insurance service.

If you are betrayed like now, the only thing the guild can do for you is to lower the credibility of the person who received the quest.

It was a penalty that was not too burdensome for Dexton, who was going to rest for a while.

"Apply for contract termination right now and get a penalty!"

Dexton's mission is to explore the World Tree. The request was completed when the report that there was no was posted.

Ralkan knew this too, but he wanted to force a disadvantage on him somehow.

The secretary, who spoke to the helper guild with the help of the wizard, brought the guild's answer.

"The mission has been completed and the guild does not restrict individual freedom. And it is difficult for the guild to compensate for additional missions that are not through the guild..."

"this-!"

Dexton, who vomited his anger by shouting, continued speaking with a bare face.

"You must, somehow, make that bird kneel before me!"

"We will do our best."

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"Can you sniper with a hyper-ion cannon?"

- It's difficult right now.

Because the environment of the heart and the earth are different, the calculation is not possible. One shot is the fastest, then another week cooldown.

So I decided to just use the map hack. I think this alone is enough.

"Leave me in the vanguard. older brother."

"I decided to stand on the front line."

"I'm fine anywhere, but I can't yield to his neck."

Justin and Dexton asked each other to take the lead, so we gave each of them 50 soldiers and told them to do it themselves.

The total force of the Liberation Army was 137. In fact, the focus is on the two of them.

It may be at a disadvantage if you divide it because of the small number of people, but in fact, this war seems to have ended before it even started, so it's okay no matter how you roll it.

Dispersion is also necessary.

"Daktem. You are a hitman."

"All right."

It's good that he knows how to talk quickly.

I hand-drawn the infiltration route created with Richett's help, looked at Doctem a few times, closed my eyes, and tore the paper and burned it in the furnace.

"I memorized everything."

"If you can't, you can come back. There are many more ways than that."

"Enough."

"Yeah, go now. Start when the signal sounds."

We need to let the outside world know that we have occupied this estate. The news of the war has spread all over the world, so reporters will soon come.

It's good to end it quickly, but that's why there is a high probability that the King of Submergence will be interested in this.

When it becomes an issue, it attracts attention and the attention of the majority creates value. When you become a king, don't you admire things that have value?

Besides, what if talented people come from your land? I'll hit you straight up Even if you're like me Of course, if you decline the offer, neither the rat nor the bird will die.

So, we need a frame that barely wins. To do this, the war has to go on for a long time until the reporters arrive.

"Ralkan! this-"

Ralkan climbs up to the watchtower at Dexton's curse. He was a human figure with a bird's beak and had a pretty impressive reggae head. The skin color is a bit odd too.

Yeongjuseong is a heavenly fortress. It is surrounded by giant trees and cliffs, and you must pass through the cliff path to enter.

It is said that in the process of remodeling the existing castle into a submerged pavilion, Ralkan's desire entered into such a terrible shape.

After a while, part of the wall opened and a long barrel came out.

bang!

It was 12 missiles that soared into the sky on the barrel. He cut his head in the air and fell down this way.

The existence of the missile was known in advance through Richett.

"Three meals."

Dolgok

Samsik was summoned in front of me, who was sitting on top of Sasik, and he saw the missiles flying following my gaze and poured out magic arrows.

Growth has slowed recently as the Mas stat has exceeded 100. However, the situation has improved from the duel with Stern Coin.

Whether the energy of the heart is right for him, the time it takes for the magic arrows to reach full bloom has been reduced by less than half, and thanks to that, he succeeded in shooting down all incoming missiles.

"You did well."

Dolgok~

He also rides the rhythm by moving his head left and right to see if he is in a good mood.

The soldiers on both sides cheered with one heart as they witnessed the binge that heralded the start of the war and the sight of the binge disappearing in vain.

"Did you just see it?"

"Is it a magic missile?"

"I counted roughly, but there were over ten thousand."

"really? crazy."

"Because my older brother is like this!"

"Was it a Necromancer? The magic of the summons would be covered by individual mana, but that…"

Daktem, who infiltrated the lord's castle in the midst of the commotion, couldn't help but admire the skillfulness of the captain.

"A villain should always have showmanship. That's how you survive."

Before I jumped in, I was puzzled to say something I didn't understand, but now I can understand what that means.

'I'm here.'

When Roman's map of the castle was not at all wrong, Doctem had an intuition.

'You won.'

The importance of information in modern warfare cannot be overstated. If you know everything about your opponent, you can get surrender without having to send an army.

It must have been true that Roman said it was okay to fail.

Rather, it may be that he is going through a frivolous process because he wants to behead Ralkan.

Daktem, who successfully hid in the ceiling of the lord's bedroom, quietly meditated until the promised signal came, so as not to miss the opportunity the captain had prepared for him.

next day.

As if both camps were in shock, there was no engagement after the missile collision.

A few jeeps with large white flags intruded through the jungle.

"This is Cyward's Gerberne! Please do not attack!"

"It's Shilin's mood pose! Open the door!"

"I am···"

The reporters who revealed their affiliations and names split into two groups, one headed this way and the other headed to Yeongjuseong.

crazy guys

To do that on the battlefield is to kill you. Oh, is there a culture of heartbreak where a reporter breaks in and takes a look?

Anyway, I accepted their request for an interview after taking as much time as possible.

"nice to meet you. Let me start with the main point. I see this war as difficult."

A man with blue skin with fangs sticking out of his lips raises his hand. Outwardly, he seemed the most senior among them.

"I heard you promised to return it to your family. Aren't you sorry for them?"

Do I really have to say that I am a war correspondent? The question is pretty spicy.

"Do you want me to win?"

"It would be nice if someone liberates a territory that has been forcibly taken over and seized."

"Fu…, I'll try."

The blue-skinned reporter tries to say something, then shuts his mouth and shakes his head and sits down.

Afterwards, he responded passively to other reporters' questions.

Shortly after they leave, Justin exclaims and hands me a newspaper.

"older brother! Was it really like this?"

[Two idiots from Whiteley Castle]

[Fight between the instigator and the scoundrel]

[Is the old building famous? An interview with a citizen. It is better to be an aristocrat from a submerged conservatory than a human of unknown origin.]

[Liberation Army leader, Roman. 'I'm not sure.' What is his truth?]

[Lord of Whiteley Castle, Ralkan. 'We will overcome the crisis with only the power of the land.']

Justin asked, pointing to the article saying he wasn't confident, and I nodded indifferently.

"Uh, do I need to give this information to the other side?"

"Ah! So is it? no wonder. My brother can't be like this. I see!"

It's not that easy to be that simple. He's such an attractive guy.

Four days have passed.

There was nothing special except for capturing a few people who jumped out of Dexton's containment area.

Most of the reporters left our camp and joined the other side. Originally, this was an action that deviated from the tacit rules, but to them, victory or defeat seemed clear.

However, there was a reporter who did not leave until the very end, and it was the blue-skinned man who first asked me the question.

"Aren't you going there?"

"Are there any reporters who kick out exclusive coverage?"

"What's the use of a monopoly if you die?"

"well. You never know."

This man, who has been a war correspondent for 60 years, sees Justin and Dexton fighting from the other side with his eyes shining unlike the first day.

Apparently, the dance between the two caught his eye.

'About one person will be fine. They seem to be reasonably quick.'

At the same time as giving a signal to Richett's micro drone that I heard from Doctem.

woo woo-

The holophone rang.

Who is it. at this crucial moment.

[Sender: Master (Professor Magician)]

The professor is calling for some reason.

···Wait, what are you doing here?

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< Episode 42 > Whiteley Castle (4)

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"Professor Magad, if you keep doing this, not just once, you will be in trouble."

The professors in charge of the first year of Seoul Hero Academy couldn't stand Professor Magad's arbitrary behavior and rushed to his lab.

"Uh-huh, even my disciples are like that."

Maybe in a day or two It has been a week since the two students have not returned to the academy.

Professor Magad did not know that he would stay in the depths of the world for this long, but he believes in his students and is doing his best to defend them.

Despite the unity of the professors, Magad responded calmly, saying that Professor Cow had no choice but to summon Professor Frost, who is the second most authoritative in the school after Magic.

Frost, who heard about the situation over the phone, came to the magic lab with the assistant principal, who was just having a meal.

"Lud. Are you going to rebuke me too?"

"It's a disappearance case in a week. No matter how senior you are, you will not be able to avoid being reprimanded for neglecting the children."

Are you afraid of reprimanding this old man who is about to die? but. It was true that I was worried that the disciples would get dirty, so I couldn't say that I opened the drawer.

"professor?"

"Don't worry. Holophone. Did you know you can even pull out a shotgun? Why are you leaving like that?"

Magad came up with an idea while helping Nam Man-hyeok modify the portal creation coordinates in the deep world.

'This is enough....'

The mana remaining in a person's body is gradually fixed to a small number of properties depending on the type of magic used.

If you have lived as a wizard for a long time, it is impossible to change this nature.

However, the Magicians, who have crossed the border, were able to create some gaps, although they could not freely manipulate the sonic mana like Dead Skull or Nam Man-hyuk.

After amplifying the invisible signal emitted by the holophone with various magic, it opened a small hole to the heart.

Trulu-

The signal went.

-professor. What are you doing?

Contrary to the professors who are relieved that the students are safe, Magad did not open his mouth with a serious face in the world. At the same time, the professors' expressions hardened.

- Oh, sorry. Master.

"Come on, how are you?"

Then the magician smiles.

Sigh···.

- Well, that's always the case. Who is around? It's buzzing.

"The vice principal and professors are here. You are pressing this old woman for not coming."

- Well, there must not be people without such a case. You must have misunderstood something.

"Yes?"

The vice-principal laughed inwardly at the conversation of the priest, who was casually beating the authorities who were called the best in the world.

After confirming the student's safety, the magician hands over the holophone to the vice principal.

"This is Principal Rudra."

-Hello. Principal.

"Student Manhyuk Nam. No matter how many courses you have earned this semester, it is unacceptable to be absent for a week."

- I think we will be able to return soon.

"Okay. Back before the end of this weekend-"

wow!

When asked what happened to the sympathetic principal who was surprised by the cheers of the majority from the other side of the holophone.

- It doesn't matter. I just do it because I feel good. Never mind.

"…it's not like that. Where is Goldwood?"

- Who?

"Student Antonio Goldwood. I went to the heart of my heart with student Man-hyuk."

-···I am fine.

It took quite some time to get an answer back.

"All right. I'll call you next time."

I hung up and hurriedly tried to contact Goldwood, but the Magus shook his head.

"Two times a day is hard."

"Seniors."

"It's true. Has anyone here dealt with the negative dimension mana?"

Everyone shakes their heads.

"No? then don't talk come back tomorrow I am tired."

With the power of the sympathizer, she could call him again by squeezing out a magician, but she also respected him sincerely, so she decided to trust him and wait.

As the professors exited the lab, the vicious magus quickly locked the door, opened the barrier, and pressed the call button.

- Master!

Antonio Goldwood's lively voice came over the phone.

Phew.

The reassured Magad asked about his current situation, and Goldwood poured out what had happened while working part-time at the commissioning office like a rapid-fire gun.

The intonation, the choice of words, and the tone of the voice itself are completely different from when I was here.

Maddard nudges one of the driving forces that can make a person so bright in such a short period of time.

"Heh heh, do you have someone you like?"

- Huh, yes.

"Are you pretty?"

- Great. But you seem to hate me. The races are also a little different.

Magad heard Antonio's voice talking about his wife, Nikor Alvara, and gave him advice as if passing by.

"You are doing well. Make sure you don't have any regrets."

Goldwood, who had been heartbroken for a long time, revealed a secret that he had not told anyone, and when he was comforted by his idol, he could not control his emotions and cried while holding his holophone.

"Tzutsu, a wizard called a sorcerer can't keep his composure."

- Ouch, I'm sorry.

After hanging up the call, the magician taps the table with his fingers with a happy smile.

A habit that he had always seen before inventing magical items that surprised the world, even he was not aware of.

It's because it's so cumbersome to communicate with the cute disciples.

Hmmm....

"There is no law that says the two worlds cannot be connected."

Conflicts of values ​​accompany suffering, but always suggest a new direction.

The heart can become a new vitality in the dying hero society.

As the years passed, my feelings of rejection toward that friend decreased a lot.

"It's a connection…"

It was a magic that revived the old man in a short time.

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Woodang-tang-tang!

"Ugh!"

Maltrom, the secretary dressed in clothes, rushes up to the dull sound from upstairs and is astonished to find the figure of a limp person on the stairs.

"Lord!"

Ralkan died with his neck broken.

Born as a low-ranking aristocrat, Maltrom, who had been under a high-ranking aristocrat for a long time, was able to quickly infer the outcome of the current situation and was quick to make a choice.

The sight of Ralkan blocking the missiles he purchased with half his fortune with only a bunch of magic missiles.

By the time the wizard, called the moving tactical weapon, completes casting, an enemy that spreads a great distance.

An ally who pretended to be led by the quarry zone, and escaped because they couldn't withstand the strength of the two of them even if they tried to push through numbers.

Without a moment's hesitation, Maltrom headed to the dormitory where the reporters were staying.

After a while.

A soldier climbed the highest spire of Yeongjuseong and hung a white flag, which was only the eighth day since the two armies had faced each other.

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A man named Maltrom, who opened the gates, confirmed to me Ralkan's corpse in an ornate coffin and asked what to do with it.

"Hang them up one day at a time in the plazas of the expropriated cities."

"All right."

"But what will you do?"

"Give me a chance! If you leave it to us, we will do our best to serve you. Believe it!"

"How can you believe it the first time you see it?"

"I risk my soul and my life to keep the secrets related to the lord."

"It's not necessary, if someone threatens you, just tell me."

Richett will take care of the main information anyway, and the princess, whose existence itself is a top secret, has been talking about working in the outer castle, so it's probably just my diet if I talk about what this guy knows.

"A kind lord! I will serve you as a servant forever!"

Maltrom threw the coffin of Ralkan that he was holding.

The attitude change is great.

In the post-war process, I didn't have to do much because Princess and Shelon followed after hearing the news of the Liberation Army's invasion of the inner city.

Of course, the two didn't go out directly, but those who worked in the dark joined the Liberation Army and helped by saying that they waited only for this time.

According to the Nobility Act, Ralkan's beauties were executed, who shouted that they could be taken away by the lord sent by the king of the submergence house at any time, and Ralkan's body, which he had toured when he wanted to stop by the commissioning office, arrived.

"Ugh."

The body was so damaged that it was doubtful that it was a human.

"In your next life, take good care of your soldiers."

The coffin lids closed when they nodded after muttering a mournful door, and they fell into the fire pit of the incinerator.

The burning ceremony was held in public, and people held a party by treating the large flame like a campfire.

Occasionally, some would urinate or spit on the flames. Temporarily placed security forces were trying to bring them down, so I told them to leave them alone.

There must be some reason.

wriggle

Well?

A very subtle movement that I wouldn't have noticed if I hadn't accidentally put an eye there.

I found an object crawling secretly under the ashes and followed from afar, pretending to be walking.

"older brother! Where are you going. Dexton hyung is gone too, so are you going to leave me behind too!"

Noname left the Liberation Army after telling only me and Justin his real name, as if he had been fond of him.

Justin cries and cries.

Who gave this kid a drink?

"It's not like that. If you are curious, will you follow me?"

He speaks in a low voice and wins his eyes, and realizes that there is something, and he smiles broadly and shares his thoughts on fashion as usual.

The place where the wriggling had arrived was the villa where the captured wizard was kept outside of the lord's castle.

As I rushed after it, which had crawled through the window, I saw a wizard with a disgusted expression and a piece of flesh lying on the floor of the room.

"Brother, what is this?"

"I don't know, I asked the wizard."

Justin fearlessly grabs the flesh with his bare hands and shakes it in front of the captive wizard.

"Oh, put it away! please! wow-"

"I can't clean it up until I tell you what it is. ruler! Come on tell me!"

"No, even if you just ask, you're saying it! Aww!"

When he put it all over his nose, the wizard convulsed.

The wizard opened his mouth as he stared at the piece of flesh struggling to get out of Justin's grasp.

"That tongue is a parasitic species."

Was this tongue?

It was so dark I didn't know.

"It is said that the tug is a species that lives around volcanoes and is highly intelligent, so if you catch a good host, you may live with people for the rest of your life. ...Did that come from Ralkan's corpse?"

"okay."

The wizard narrowed his eyebrows and glared at his charred tongue.

"Stingfire!"

hey hey-

Tiny needles pour out of his mouth and pierce his skin. The part it touched melted, and the guy drooped.

"Is this kid crazy? My brother might use this preciously!"

Justin grabs the wizard's collar and pushes it against the wall, lifting his head up to the ceiling.

"Bye, you are of no help! Unless you use a human as a host again, you will not be able to speak, and if you change a human, your memory will be erased! You ignorant bastard!"

"Even so, I have to make the decision."

"ね."

"Justin, let me go."

A magician who fell from the air was scattered about unsightly.

Pulling the chair, I took out the knife I used as a child and trimmed my nails.

"Why did you kill me?"

"He dared to despise me as a wizard!"

watch your eyes roll

"Justin."

"Yes, brother!"

"group."

"Sleep, hold on a second!"

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〈 Episode 43 〉 Home

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The story that came out of the wizard's mouth was about an authority's common insurance.

[Ralkan is a greedy person, so he is the best cutting edge to find treasure. So you go and see if he found the World Tree, and if he stole it, bring it back.]

The true identity of the wizard was an informant left behind by the king at Whiteley Castle when he retreated.

"Did you contact the king today?"

The wizard shakes his head.

After thinking for a moment, I pretended to untie the ropes that bound his limbs and put the knife around his neck.

Knuckle, Knuckle...

"Brother, I don't know if this will be okay. Neither the tower nor the king will stand still."

"Call the reporters."

"Now?"

"hurry. Before the blood dries."

The guy who looked at me while swallowing saliva kicks the door of the villa and runs to the incinerator.

"Ritchet. Is there anyone around?"

- Clean.

As he tickles Kathu's stomach, a stone wand comes out with a cough.

Shalala, Rululi Lala.

"Pollution Exclusion."

Here we covered this room with zoning. And let's come out to this villa and create a strong will to erase the traces of Justin's intrusion.

An intangible wave spread out from the part where the cloak and the dishcloth of the woman in the food stall touched and wandered around in my realm.

The waves that swayed particularly loudly around the broken windows and knives finally dispersed into the air, and I came out of the villa with YGM and Fuse.

quiver

About the time I opened the door to leave a normal mark and made a surprised expression.

"I'm here!"

Reporters rushing with floating glass beads.

"what happened? Huh!"

"...there is no way to kill a wizard belonging to the Tower of Water like this. Is it murder?"

"Maybe you?"

"What do they see you as!"

With a wink, I signaled Justin to keep his mouth shut. Then the guy pretends to be angry and goes out the door and waits.

The blue-skinned reporter puts on glasses and asks.

"Is that the only sign of intrusion?"

A reporter points to a broken window with the back of the pen he was taking notes.

"I guess so."

Is it because of my changed tone? He shrugged his shoulders for a moment, then nodded slowly, and brought the transparent marble before his eyes, holding the window and the dead wizard.

That marble is the camera of the heart.

"There are no traces at all. I am not an expert, but in this case, it is better to call the forensics team of the Detective Guild."

The other reporters nodded at the blue-skinned reporter's words.

"Not like that. Let's keep this case silent until we get a proper forensic result. Go back."

Justin, who watched the reporters muttering to each other as they left, whispers to me.

"Brother, are you okay with this?"

"Justin."

"Yes?"

"Where do you get burnt?"

When the sniffling guy tilts his head. The flame that burned Ralkan's corpse in the incinerator was re-spread to YGM and Burn.

Whoops!

broke the cottage.

Justin hugged me during the first explosion and flew through the window just before the second roar.

The heat hits the whole body and goes away at the same time. As me and Justin rolled out of the floor, the reporters rushed in again, and whoever came first went on to fire the flashlight.

I stood up to answer people's question if I was okay, and then collapsed with my legs relaxed in smoke.

He was taken straight to the emergency ward, and Justin started crying and screaming.

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two days later.

"He's smart, so he's listening."

"Brother, do you really have to go?"

"Because it is."

"Take me too!"

I've already tried it Unfortunately, he passed the portal itself as if through Jasper's body.

"I will come here often, so what kind of fuss is it?"

"Uh-huh!"

あ.

Because grown-up boys get tangled up, I have a sore nose for nothing.

Having barely shaken the guy off, I hurriedly climbed up to the top.

"Goes. Listen carefully to Q-Nam."

Q-Nam is a person run by the princess, and the internal affairs strategies they have devised will be transmitted through him.

I suddenly felt a gaze and lifted my head, and Doctem bowed to me from the top of the fortress wall.

He also suffered a lot.

He received Doctem's greeting by nodding his head.

"Sasik, let's go."

With so many people seeing him off, he completely left Whiteley Castle and entered the road.

Bobu-sang, who was resting under a tree, suddenly spoke to me.

The Liberation Army soldiers who were returning home together stopped him, but gave him a signal to let him go because he was a face I knew.

"thanks. sincerely. He is of the same mind as me."

Shelon spoke with a recalled face and, without waiting for my answer, turned her head straight to Whiteley Castle.

I'm even grateful for the relationship that we use each other.

As I went back to the villages I had stopped by, many people praised the liberation army with me.

first town.

I climbed the old podium, where the sage descended from above and incited the men. An old man who was selling vegetables nearby smiles faintly, puts something in a bag and stands there.

After waiting for a while without saying a word, those who recognized me stopped and the noisy space became quiet.

"sorry."

bowed down

There were people who were sitting down and people who were weeping.

"The kids are a little hurt."

In order to match my rhythm, the men who were hiding in various places of the building appeared in bandages, and the market became a sea of ​​cheers and weeping.

"Honey."

"son!"

"Hey child!"

"mom!"

While watching the reunion, he was about to quietly leave the village on a private meal alone.

"Take it."

The old man holds out a green plastic bag to me.

"What?"

"The mugwort you picked yesterday. The blessing of the forest has returned..."

was there such a thing

Oh, did the princess plant a world tree somewhere?

"The trees that have withered away will soon grow. Just like when I was a kid."

"Is that so."

"In the year of miracles, if I eat the first mugwort, I will live a long and disease-free life."

Although the shape is slightly different from that of the Earth, it is a grass without anything special. I don't even feel mana. It's like folk belief.

"thank you for this food."

"Grandpa. Take me."

"Ouch, heh heh. these guys I'm glad you came back healthy."

As I leave the village behind the sight of the elders bowing to the old man, some people follow me to the forest and say thank you.

"I will never forget grace! Lord!"

"Please come back!"

"If you are late, I will stay forever!"

That's not okay.

"If you want to look like Ralkan, why don't you try permanent residence?"

Wow!

"I'll wait!"

"OK."

After leaving the ice tree forest and passing by the place where I first met the thief upon reaching the depths, I saw a dead tombstone in the distance.

at sunset.

"Huh, huh? Hey. Isn't that him?"

Guards in front of the gates.

"That's right. rookie! No, are you the lord now?"

"What is Youngju? We don't belong over there."

"Yes? Hey! newbie. Give me your pass."

This zombie is still there.

I took out a pass for 10 gold coins that the commissioner gave me from my pocket and showed it to them.

"Queup, can the lord be so cheap to carry around?"

"Now the face is a pass."

"Hey, look at what I'm talking about. It seems like yesterday that I came in late and brought in the weaving. All grown up, all grown up."

So, this guy.

"Goes."

As I passed through the door, I heard a heavy voice behind me.

"Good job."

I turned around to see if I had heard it wrong, and the zombie was checking the pass of the next person as if nothing had happened.

okay. thanks.

[request office]

It's been less than a week since I left, but it feels like I've been here for a long time. The building still shines like new, only the doors.

quiver

"Are you here?"

Goldwood, who was sitting at the table and resting her chin on the mop handle, greeted me first.

"Huh."

"How was it?"

"How are you? I killed myself because I was going to fight. I just came to pick up the castle."

"Hey, lucky kid."

thud

"Ah, who is this!"

I still have the habit of jumping off the second floor.

"came."

"Yeah, have you been swearing at reporters a lot?"

He smiled and wrapped his arms around my shoulder.

"It's like that when you write gamtu. But how come it's a little flimsy?"

"You're coming, it's closed today."

oh

"Can I eat a little impressed?"

"Sleep a lot, baby."

big haha!

"Are you here?"

Six people coming down the stairs. Slaves led by Nikor Alba. Unlike the first time, the atmosphere where the people themselves seemed small disappeared disappeared.

"What are you going to do?"

She shook her head at my message that I would let her go if she wanted to follow the princess.

"Right now, it just gets in the way."

When the princess is firmly established and the regular army is organized, it will move.

"Then keep teaching the kids here as you are now. The castle had no commander timber at all."

Education is not a short-term effort, but it should be done urgently.

"All right. . . . But I have one thing to report to you."

"Yes?"

"Come this way."

The second room for 5 people on the 2nd floor.

smart

"come in. ···Leader?"

A tall man who was playing with Lee Sim with a cat toy looks at me with surprised eyes.

"Dexton."

"If I come here, I won't go back."

"What are we doing with Lee Sim?"

"Us?"

👌👌👌👌

Fortunately, Sim Lee seems to recognize me, slaps a cat-scented toy with her paws and falls into my arms.

"ね!"

Dexton stared at me with trembling hands, and pulled out an ultimate snack with the word 'Churpang' written on it from his arms, which he would be delighted with just by hearing the rustling sound of a cat.

Even though Dexton ripped the churpang, Lee Shim is grooming on my lap and doesn't even look at me.

In order to follow me well even though we had little time together, I think injecting a little of my mana before hatching was effective.

As I was chatting with the people at the requesting office, time passed quickly and it was time for an appointment. After saying hello and opening the portal, Sim Lee goes inside. He quickly grabbed her ass and held her back in her arms.

It's amazing, why are you going in?

"Goldwood, you go first."

"Can I stay a few more days?"

"If you don't come by Sunday, the vice principal will expel you."

"What day is today?"

"Ten minutes before Monday."

"What? Hey!"

"Then go quickly."

Goldwood hurriedly took off her apron and just before entering the portal, she turned her head to see Nikor Alba.

She approached him with blunt eyes.

side

Kiss the cheek and push it into the portal. In our gaze, looking at her with a surprised face.

"It happened."

After answering that, he swung to the ground and disappeared.

Wow.

What is this?

It's as shocking as Quinn's appearance as a timid person during the entrance exam.

Did I mean this when I said I had something to report?

Anyway, when I entered the portal, I saw Goldwood standing still in a prone position.

The guy who pushes the buttocks of the guy he hates to see, rolls to the side and smiles.

. . . I'm hot.

"Are you here?"

The lights in the dark classroom were turned on, and Professor Magad, who looked tired, welcomed us.

"I'm home. Master."

"Have you been free from it all this time? Great Master."

"Heh heh, guys. Did your job go well?"

Yes.

As Goldwood and I answer at the same time, the magician chuckles.

"Then it happened. You'll be tired, so go and rest. Oh, you go to the assistant principal's office tomorrow morning. Priscilla has something to say."

"All right."

So Goldwood still wandered and went to the dormitory, and I returned to the container after a long time.

"Dad!"

"I heard he was missing."

Aside from Fuse's fierce vision, Bern seemed to be very worried about it, so the seriousness faded a bit when the story from the depths was adapted into an exciting adventure.

"Relax."

"good night!"

As Byrne left the container with Fuse, I pulled Lee Shim and mugwort out of my arms.

"You held up well."

ヨ~

The guy who jumped out waving his body out of frustration, stretched out and wandered around the inside of the container and the front yard.

This neighborhood is the realm of the white tiger, so it's kind of strange that it's intimidating, but it's okay.

"Hey, what do you smell like?"

When I lifted it up and looked at it, a green sap was smeared on the corner of his mouth.

Meow···.

Lee Shim with a beard and ears drooping.

you, please