episode_0258
by fnovelpiaprairie.
Unlike the place where it seemed like it would be full of barbarians, various forces were lurking here in their own territory.
The knights of the principality, the rulers of conflict zones, the nomads who developed their own culture, and the pagans who believed in a different god from the correct god, divided into Orthodoxy.
Although they each had different languages and roots, they had common values and goals.
‘We resist the empire that has been tyrannizing for hundreds of years.’
From the empire’s perspective, the word ‘violence’ was truly strange.
The empire was blocking the northern front by investing a lot of manpower and capital to ensure the survival of mankind, and was practicing ‘tolerance’ by never using its enormous military power and influence to invade other countries.
Even in the thousands of years of continental history, such a hegemony has never existed. From the empire’s perspective, it will feel like a sword has been pointed in the back out of nowhere.
However, those with swords also had their own reasons.
The empire put forward the common value of the survival of humanity, but also imposed a principle of zero tolerance for those who went against it.
Only the Imperial Army can be stationed near the border,
Allies had to cover half of the empire’s defense budget,
If the movements of unsavory people were detected through independent intelligence, knights could be dispatched without permission from the country in question.
Of course, this was only necessary and inevitable in the empire.
The north was too large for the empire to bear alone,
The security of neighboring countries was not good,
As public security was not good, it was a good stepping stone for cultists to increase their power.
It would be good to understand these issues like Lucerne and other allies, but the doubt about whether the demonic beasts of the North were enough of a threat to tolerate the Empire’s violence only seemed more attractive to groups that had a bad relationship with the Empire.
…That suspicion became more evident after the empire pulled its borders.
Kuung-!
“…He’s a magical beast not worth his weight.”
Jerome looked at the fallen demon beast and wiped the blood from his sword. It’s been several months since we heard intelligence that the empire had halfway abandoned its northern border. Even in the prairie where he was active, magical beasts that he had never seen before began to fill up.
The Confederate States to which he belonged was a collection of weak states that were not on good terms with the Empire.
So he always didn’t like the things the Empire did, but contrary to the Empire’s emphasis on the dangers, the magical beast he had just defeated, the giant black monkey, was easier to defeat than expected.
“The concentration of demonic energy wafting is thick, but only to that extent. You don’t have to be strong to push the sword, and although his size is intimidating, his actions are slow, so he has time to think.”
“…I see.”
“From what I feel, the ogres native to the continent are more difficult to deal with. I wonder if all demonic beasts are like this.”
“It’s a dangerous idea.”
“That’s right, unlike your princess, I’ve never been near the magic world, so that’s not what I would say.”
Jerome snorted and stared at the woman in black uniform. Soi, with black hair and a cold expression. She was the woman in charge of leading the Sileia assassination team.
“So I wanted to have a conversation. Surely your princess decided to come out in person?”
“The elders of Sileia decided to exclude the princess from this matter.”
“I heard that he is quite aggressive and is only looking for a place to swing his sword… I was looking forward to meeting him as a swordsman, to see such a warrior pass up such an opportunity.”
“…”
“I wish you could tell me the reason.”
“Do not cross the line.”
Before I knew it, the drawn sword was pointed at Jerome. Jerome chuckled and took a step back.
“They say you shouldn’t deal with a woman with a knife, and there’s nothing wrong with that old saying.”
“I guess I told you not to cross the line?”
“It’s good… Is it the good of a barbarian to start by pulling out a sword just because someone asks how you’re doing?”
“…”
“Just kidding.”
Jerome tapped the sheath of his sword, and the troops surrounding Soi retreated. Only after they were dozens of meters away did Soido put his sword away.
Jerome smoothed his cut beard and opened his mouth.
“Because our people are very sensitive. It’s not that I’m ignoring you, it’s just that it’s troubling that their representative disappeared without notice.”
“…I’m sorry for not notifying you in advance.”
“That’s right, besides, isn’t it a relationship where we have only confirmed each other’s existence for several years? Your tribe and our Confederate States. As this is a hastily created relationship, please refrain from making such mistakes.”
“Okay. Let me apologize on behalf of Sileia.”
“…Representative. Good.”
Jerome burst out laughing as he looked at the top of Soi’s head nodding, then lowered the corner of his mouth at the beads of sweat running down her back.
‘Why are you suddenly looking so straight…’
Soi tilted her head, unable to understand Jerome’s expression, and hurriedly turned around at the sight of him approaching.
“It will be difficult if you fight.”
Sisara Harei. A woman with her face covered with a red veil was nearby. Soyi didn’t even know she was coming this close.
No matter how much we hide our presence, there is a presence that life inherently possesses.
Even the insects eating the corpse gave off their own presence, but Soyi couldn’t really feel any sign of the woman in front of her.
…even though it possesses tremendous power to perform divine miracles.
A rainbow, a bizarre magic that I have never heard of before.
The shaman, who is said to serve a somewhat ‘special’ god, expressed it as a miracle achieved through receiving the love of the god.
“…fighting. We were just getting to know each other for a while.”
Jerome made an effort not to show his fear and raised the corners of his mouth.
He was not nervous even when the blade was right under his chin, but the mere sight of the veiled woman made his instincts ring an alarm.
“You mean, I’m getting to know you? But that’s why I saw them pointing their swords at each other.”
“Soi Gong. Please clear up the misunderstanding.”
“…Sir Jerome is right. He said he wanted to see the knife up close, so I was kind.”
Maybe it was because she was nervous, but Soyi started making ridiculous excuses. Jerome sighed at Soi’s uncivilized attitude, but fortunately, Sisa didn’t mind.
“Whatever the reason, please refrain from unnecessary infighting. The empire is already showing suspicious signs.”
“…I was careless.”
“Then, from which side do you plan to procure the people who will become martyrs?”
Sisa said, looking at one Soi and the troops behind Jerome in turn. Jerome swallowed his saliva and gestured with his chin.
“Come out.”
As soon as the command was given, a knight from the group walked out with stiff steps. Eventually, the knight arrived in front of Sisara and took off his gauntlet and helmet.
“Such a young boy. Plus, it’s an article.”
The red lips behind the veil smiled seductively.
“Didn’t you say that all it takes is one person who has faith in the Lord, regardless of whether he or she is young or old?”
“…Yesterday was the last time the criminal was brought in in advance. That happened because three people at the base committed suicide.”
Jerome ruffled his hair as if he was annoyed.
“The order in which sacrifices would be made was decided by drawing lots. I have newly gained faith, and I am fully qualified to become a martyr.”
“That’s right!”
The young knight answered vigorously. His body was expressing fear of what was about to happen, but his mouth was good at spewing out lies.
“Then, let’s begin.”
Sisa took out a black obsidian dagger from her arms. Her power did not depend on what tool she used, but an atmosphere of mystery was important when dealing with humans.
Sisa, holding a dagger, whispered to the trembling knight.
“Don’t be afraid. Because I will remember your name forever.”
“Yes.”
“What is your name?”
“This is Olsen.”
“Olson… It is a name worthy of going to the Lord’s side.”
Thinking over the young man’s name, Sisa took the rough dagger and held it in reverse.
“The pain doesn’t last long. Happiness is forever.”
Phuuk-
Sisara pondered the prayer and stabbed the dagger into his chest. The obsidian dagger cut through the chain armor like jelly, and very easily carved a huge hole in the heart.
Crying – blood pours out from the young knight’s mouth. However, his expression did not distort in pain.
As Sisara, the shaman of an unfamiliar god, said, it was thanks to the illusion that came to him.
‘Lord, I have sent a true believer to your side.’
Sisara trembled with joy and shed tears.
I feel the energy of God. There was only one cold gaze next to her, but it created the illusion that hot and sticky hands were surrounding her body.
“Well, it’s ready. Do you want to take a look?”
Sisara aimed the rainbow light toward the horizon. There was nothing to be seen at the end, but Soi and Jerome knew what was beyond.
‘Garrison of the Imperial Army.’
“It’s already enough.”
“I don’t really want to see it either.”
“…It’s a shame.”
When it was time for them to leave, a rainbow fell from Sisara’s hand.
Gooo-
The small rainbow ring grew bigger in an instant, formed a small dot, and then burst!
“Um…?”
I looked beyond the horizon as it was Sisa. The power did not require any casualties. and,
I felt a presence approaching at great speed. As I continued to breathe, the presence grew bigger and I could see a storm approaching over the horizon.
“…was it too far?”
Sisa-ra aimed a rainbow as if pulling a protest. As it approaches at incredible speed, it will be impossible to avoid it now that it is so close.
“Phew!”
He made a sound with his mouth and shot out a rainbow. At the same time, Lucia heated up her Danjeon.
A line extending from the horizon split the sky in two. The sword filled with enormous murderous intent collapsed as if it would engulf Sisara.
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