Chapter 532 - There Was a Monster 1

Everyone was shocked when suddenly light started emanating from the necklace.

Ghislain didn't know either. The divine power contained in the necklace had to be put into the cup that had been stolen before to activate.

I didn't know why it was activated. I didn't know what effect it had. It was just used to check the relic.

But now, even though I hadn't even touched the necklace, it was emitting the same light as before.

'why?'

There was only one possible reason.

'Julian?'

I met Julian and reacted. Otherwise, I couldn't explain this situation.

Julian squinted his eyes and looked straight at the necklace.

The necklace was emitting a blindingly bright light, but it strangely had no effect on his vision.

'That's strange.'

sick.

He felt a pain squeezing my heart along with an inexplicable longing. That made him even more confused.

What on earth is that light?

Why is it that the Duke of Fenris, whom he has never met, and that necklace, whom he has no memory of seeing, makes him feel this way?

But the other person also had an expression on his face as if he didn't know either.

The light gradually became weaker and soon disappeared. After that, no more strange phenomena appeared.

Julian asked calmly.

"What is that?"

"Um… … How should I explain this?"

Ghislain Swished her chin and then spoke honestly. It wasn't a secret since it was a well-known fact in the Kingdom of Ruthania anyway.

"So this is something I took from those Salvation Church guys… … ."

The more he listened to the story, the more confused Julien became. It didn't seem to have anything to do with the Duke of Fenris.

After thinking for a moment, Julian closed his eyes and opened them.

'Things are definitely getting weird these days.'

His senses were becoming sharper and sharper as the days went by. That sensitivity was probably causing confusion in his senses.

It helps to increase his combat skills, but in this case it was a bit tricky.

No matter how hard he tried to remember, he had no connection with that object. It was just a waste of time and emotions to mess up his mind with useless thoughts.

So he immediately lost interest in the necklace.

Unlike Julian, who quickly regained his composure, Ghislain was troubled.

'There's definitely something there.'

I have always been curious about the purpose of the Salvation Church and the Delphine Dukes. After hearing Ernhart's dream, I became convinced that they had their own purpose.

But I still haven't been able to completely satisfy my curiosity.

'It seems like Ereneth knows something… … .'

It was hard to ask questions because he kept his mouth shut and pretended not to know.

But now the necklace was reacting to Julian. It felt like falling into a deeper labyrinth.

'Wait a minute, come to think of it… … .'

In his previous life, Ereneth left the union and went his own way. There were many reasons, but one of them was…

'It was because of Julian.'

Ereneth was very uncomfortable with Julien. He fought with him as soon as he met him. Just like he had when he first met Ghislain.

Ghislain joined the alliance before Erenes. That's why I saw Ereneth fight against Julien.

At the time, I watched it and giggled because it was funny.

'Ereneth was very confused.'

I think they fought because of some misunderstanding, but they didn't tell him why. As usual, Julian didn't seem curious and just let it go.

Ereneth watched Julien like that for several days and then eventually left.

'It's frustrating.'

I tried to find out what the purpose of the Salvation Church was and how Ereneth came to be entangled with it by dealing with the Salvation Church.

I thought it didn't matter if I didn't know. They were all guys that had to be wiped out anyway.

But as situations that he couldn't understand continued to unfold, he felt frustrated. He couldn't bear it any longer.

'I'll have to ask outright next time.'

I was planning to ask Erenes directly when he returned from his vacation(?).

'I'm sure he'll pick a fight if he sees Julien. It'll be a good opportunity.'

There was no point in worrying about it any further, since Julian also seemed to have no idea.

Ghislain said with a light expression.

"You'll find out about this necklace when you catch the Salvation Church. By the way, this is our first time meeting… … but we're about the same age, so why don't we talk comfortably?"

"Okay."

It was good that he spoke quickly. This was Julien's strong point. He didn't waste time by talking about unnecessary things like tradition and etiquette.

The two men headed to the capital of Sardinia, talking about each other's armies and future plans.

The nominal commander of the Turians was Margrave Gideon, but even he did not dare to step forward, as the real leader was Julien.

Marquis Gideon, who was in a position to handle practical matters, accompanied Claude, who had joined late.

"Ah, so at that time, I opened the floodgates and Marquis Rodrik's army… … There's a crazy guy named Alpoy behind me. Don't talk to him. He even fought a goddess… … . Do you like gambling?"

"Ah, yes yes… … ."

'What is this kid?'

Marquis Gideon felt like his ears were bleeding. That Claude was talking nonstop and never seemed to get tired.

Moreover, it was difficult to understand what he was saying. He was just rambling on and on about things that only he knew.

If it were any other guy, I would have immediately yelled at him and told him to shut up, but he was the second-in-command of the Ruthanian army. He introduced himself as such with his own mouth.

So Marquis Gideon had no choice but to listen, enduring the pain.

In this way, the armies of the two kingdoms met and began to lay the foundation for a proper coalition.

***

"Huh? Isn't this the Kingdom of Ruthania?"

Jerome asked with a bewildered expression. The chieftain nodded and answered.

"Yes! This is not the Kingdom of Ruthania!"

"Weren't you going to the Kingdom of Ruthania?"

"I was heading towards the Kingdom of Ruthania, but my destination wasn't the Kingdom of Ruthania."

"...."

Jerome crossed his arms and thought. He certainly had heard something like that.

But the problem was that I got on board after just listening to it half-heartedly because it was annoying.

The chieftain bowed and greeted me.

"Anyway, thanks to the wizard, I was able to come here safely. Thank you very much."

They were a merchant group that was in danger when they encountered bandits while ascending.

Thanks to Jerome throwing rocks at the bandits and saving the merchants, they were able to complete their journey safely. To the merchants, Jerome was a 'hero(?)'.

Jerome licked his lips as he looked at the greeting barista.

"Ah, I have to go to the Kingdom of Ruthania."

The mercenary captain who had been hired at the top said with a big laugh.

"No, you didn't even know where you were going? There's no merchant ship going to the Kingdom of Ruthania around here, right?"

The mercenary captain and Jerome had become quite close in the meantime. This was possible because Jerome had an easygoing personality.

"Ugh, how much further do I have to go? I'm a bit lost on directions."

"What kind of wizard is this? We have to cross several kingdoms to get there."

"Well, I guess I'll have to get another one and ride it."

"Can't we use magic to go faster?"

"It's annoying. And it's hard if you keep using magic power. You can't even look around."

The mercenary captain shook his head as he watched Jerome speak confidently.

To be honest, I still doubted his magical skills. All I'd ever seen was a stone-throwing attack that he called a 'magic missile'.

The mercenary captain spoke with a pitiful look in his eyes.

"It's hard to find a top in these times. The closer you get to Ruthania, the harder it'll be to find mercenaries."

"why?"

"I heard recently that our leader has called up a large number of mercenaries."

"why?"

"Why? I guess they called us up to fight since there's a civil war going on there."

"Hmm, I see."

"Anyway, we should go now. Be careful not to meet any Salvationists or rebels. Thank you for helping us. See you again later when we have the chance."

"Yeah, it was fun."

So Jerome and Sangdan parted ways. Jerome bit his lips in an awkward situation and held his head in his hands.

"Ouch! This is really annoying."

The magic tower he belonged to was a secret magic tower of one-man legend, unknown to the continent.

When the Salvation Church was established and the continent fell into war, Jerome came out into the world.

To show up and help when the world becomes chaotic. That was the reason for the existence of the Magic Tower and the will of the master who passed everything on to Jerome.

The problem was that Jerome didn't know much about the world, because he had only grown up in the Tower.

"Ha, if I had known this would happen, I would have looked around beforehand."

He liked to stay in the corner of the room, so he rarely went out except for the area near the Magic Tower. Although it was called the rooftop in the first place, it wasn't really a Magic Tower, it was more like a neighborhood house.

Still, he had to complete his mission, so he decided to choose a force to fight against the Salvation Church and help them.

He decided to join Count Fenris after gathering rumors on my own, but he got lost before he could even arrive.

They say there's still a long way to go until we reach the Kingdom of Ruthania. Honestly, he don't even know the way.

"Um… …Should I take a few days off and think about it?"

He was mentally exhausted from just sleeping on the streets lately. He went to a hotel, and just slept.

Jerome lay in bed, wrapped in the blanket, thinking.

"Hmm, that's good. I want to keep resting like this. I don't have anything to do, but I still want to rest really hard."

After loafing around like that for several days, Jerome felt quite uneasy.

It was natural that he was putting off what he had to do and just playing around.

"Jerome, let's stop playing. There's nothing to play about anyway."

As war swept through the area, there were very few things to do. There was no way to find a good restaurant, let alone go sightseeing. It was truly a difficult world to live in for Jerome.

Fortunately, this kingdom was able to survive by holding off the Salvation Church and rebels well.

"This is why peace is important."

Jerome clicked his tongue as he looked around the city. The economy was in ruins and people were having a hard time making ends meet, so everyone was feeling lethargic.

But the rumors spread quickly. Everyone was sensitive to rumors. Jerome was able to hear about them too.

"Wow, the Kingdom of Ruthania ended its civil war? Count Fenris became a Duke?"

As expected, it was the person I had taken the picture of. It would have been more fun if I had gone to see him earlier, but it was such a shame.

"Hmm, so we can forme an alliance and went out to help other kingdoms. Then we don't have to go all the way to Ruthania."

It was annoying, but it turned out well. It seemed like I could go this way to find the Allied Forces and fight them.

"Then while I'm here, should I help out here for a bit? I can't just sit around and do nothing."

Since I was planning to join and fight somewhere anyway, it would be nice if I could be of some help to people.

Jerome walked leisurely towards the front line fort where the rebels were fighting.

I wasn't particularly worried since the kingdom was said to be holding it together well. I thought that with just a few days of help, they would be able to completely suppress the rebellion.

Joining the fort wasn't difficult.

"Hmm… … You're a wizard?"

"yes!"

The knight conducting the search looked suspicious. The attire was plausible, but it did not have the typical aura of a wizard.

Rather, he had the image of a cheerful, mischievous boy.

"Can I see some magic?"

"sure."

Hururuk.

A small ball of fire rose above Jerome's hand.

"Hmm… … ."

'He is a wizard, but he didn't seem very strong. Still, it would be good to have at least one more wizard.'

The knight asked about Jerome's identity, intending to accept anyone who wasn't a spy.

"Where are you from? Matap?"

"It's the Tower of Dawn!"

"That… Where is that magic tower?"

"Uh… … It's in a small rural town, next to a town called Greenhill in the Kingdom of Poled."

"Where is that village?"

"It's… next to the Dawn Tower."

"… … ."

"… … ."

'Is this kid a spy?'

The knight frowned. Jerome also felt frustrated after seeing the knight's expression. He had a hard time explaining the geography properly.

He had never left the village around Matap in the first place. He was the neighborhood darling.

"It's a bit far away. People don't know about it."

It was impossible for a knight to know all the magic towers on the continent. It was natural that more people were unaware of the smaller magic towers.

The knight sighed and nodded. He was too clumsy to be called a spy.

He just seemed like a somewhat lacking wizard. If he were a real spy, he wouldn't have even come this far.

'The wizards will investigate on their own.'

'Anyway, if he join the magic unit, they will verify him again. Thanks to his status as a magician, he may be able to pass relatively easily.'

"Oh, by the way, how is your circle?"

"It's the 8th circle. Unfortunately, I haven't reached the 9th circle yet."

The knight chuckled as he watched Jerome answer with a bright smile.

Even if you only reach the 6th circle, your name will start to become known. However, I had never heard of a wizard named Jerome, not even by rumor.

'You have to have a limit to your boasting.'

But what Jerome said was true.

He is the third of the seven great powers of the continent, who were called the 'One-Man Army' in Ghislain's previous life.

Because he was the 'Eternal Magician'.