episode_0070

“Cyan!”

After having sex with Irina and talking for a while, I went out.

Then, there were women running towards me.

It was Sylvia, Clara and Vivian.

“Does anything hurt?”

“None.”

“I told you not to push yourself too hard!”

“Clara, don’t hit me while clinging too much.”

Sylvia was worried about my condition, Clara was sobbing and arguing, and Vivienne just looked at me silently.

I went straight to Helen, returning her kisses to those lovely girls. She was looking at me with loving eyes, but I couldn’t.

“Can I get angry first?”

“I’m sorry, but I have to say that—h …

I said, pulling at her cute little cheeks.

“You didn’t need me!”

From the general information I heard from Irina, to the existence of the First Knights who came to support, and finally, to the response to the mastermind who caused the disaster with the Legacy of God. If we consider the various conditions, this situation could have been resolved with the power of the Holy Kingdom alone, even without me. In the first place, it was strange to leave a disaster that threatened the entire world to a hunter in a rural village.

The oracle of Hestia she spoke of?

It was most likely an outright lie.

“Huh! Misunderstanding! Misunderstanding!”

“What’s the misunderstanding?”

I said this while looking at the sturdy force of the Knights Templar, which anyone can see.

“At least I could have ended up with a guide!”

“If that were the case, the damage would have been uncontrollable-Whoaaaa! Ah, it hurts-”

“I was just pinching you because it hurt. At least you could tell me about the operation, right?”

This is what I had a problem with Helen.

To be honest, I didn’t really care that they forced me to go.

Because I thought I was struggling to protect my family.

You made a point of scaring us for no reason and saying that someone had to be sacrificed, and then you planned a plan behind the scenes to make sure no one died, and you made us suffer on purpose. It’s a good thing everyone is safe, otherwise it wouldn’t have ended with you nitpicking.

“Hero.”

“Camilla, don’t stop me. I’m really angry right now.”

“No, pull the other ball too.”

From what she said, it seems that Camilla, like me, had not heard about the operation from Helen.

“Huh? Camilla, are you betraying Mama?”

“The apostle brought it upon himself. So accept it sweetly.”

“Huhhhh… This is all for everyone’s sake.”

Helen protested, but no one listened, and in the end, Helen was punished by having her cheeks sagging like rice cakes. Her beautiful face began to swell, making her look cute like a child, but that didn’t make my anger go away easily.

Should I just hit him on the forehead?

“I understand your anger, sir. But please, hold on tight.”

A man in white came to me while I was trying to harass Helen.

Her height was similar to Helen’s, and her appearance was uniquely dreamy and very beautiful.

And on her head was a platinum disc, an antenna, which was the symbol of the nymph.

I could guess his identity right away.

“Apostle?”

“Yes, I am Clark, the first apostle, who serves the goddess of the sun and justice, Sunna.”

The first apostle Clark.

Unlike Helen, who was affectionate and had a somewhat human side, the pure white man in front of her seemed like a completely separate being.

I thought that if there were angels, they would be like him.

“So why did you come to me?”

“Please accept this item first.”

Clark handed me a turquoise necklace.

It was an object that I was strangely attracted to because of its sweet smell rather than its beautiful appearance.

“What is this?”

“Anemoi, the legacy of the wind goddess, one of the forgotten gods.”

God’s legacy.

The same thing that caused us all this trouble was passed on to me.

“What is the purpose of handing this over to me?”

“The previous owner of this item was the masked man who caused this disaster.”

“Wait a minute, what happened to that guy now?”

“Died. To be exact, he committed suicide.”

“Fuck.”

If possible, I wanted to kill him with my own hands, but suicide?

That son of a bitch is just fucking with people all the time.

“But the reason for passing on such an ominous thing is to confirm the guy’s death?

“No. I just think that the divine legacy he possessed might be of some help to you, warrior.”

“Help?”

“Yes, Anemoi, the goddess of wind, was the god of bards and adventurers. Her legacy protects the wearer from trouble.”

“So the guy was fine from my attacks.”

“Yes, it will protect the wearer from at least nine tribulations, judging by the remaining divinity.”

Listening to Clark’s explanation, it was definitely a decent legacy.

It would be even better if I used it to protect my family rather than myself.

“But this doesn’t cool my anger down. To be honest, I was the one who caught the guy by acting as bait.”

“I know. So I will give you twice as much as the compensation Helen mentioned earlier.”

“Hmm… ”

If it’s a multiple of a multiple, it’s at least four times.

It was an extraordinary condition considering the reward Helen had promised.

That’s why I was puzzled by Clark’s words.

Because I don’t understand why they are being so condescending to me.

So let me ask you honestly.

“Why? Why are you doing this? To you, I’m just a country village hunter with good stamina.”

“I am sorry, but you are greater than you think. Therefore, we have no intention of fighting with you, and the reason Helen remained silent was also a choice for you.”

“It’s a choice for me… ”

I looked at Helen.

Although Helen still had tears in her eyes from the pain she felt in her eyes, her gaze was still full of affection as she looked at me.

Hmm… It’s a little burdensome.

“If you say so, I can’t help it.”

“Thank you for understanding.”

“Thank you.”

“And Helen, you follow me home.”

“Yes, I will do as you promised.”

There were still many things I had questions about and did not understand, but that is how things were sorted out.

. . .

Excluding the central region, the Empire of Astylen had a duke ruling each defensive region centered around the capital.

Duke Starr in the North

The Duke of Peperoan in the South

Duke of Morgan in the East

And then there was the Duke of Sahad in the West.

The empire called them dukes, and they ruled over a region as if they were kings.

But things were a little different in the West.

Because of the magical energy flowing from the Titan Mountains, which is the magic realm among the magic realms, monsters were swarming around, and they were even strong and violent.

Naturally, Duke Sahard could not rule the entire West, and even forces hostile to him emerged in the empty regions.

That was the power of Count Anitul.

So, unlike other regions, the West became a place of conflict between Duke Sahad and Count Anitul.

However, while they had been in tight competition with each other until the previous generation, things were a little different now.

This is because Count Anitul, who suffered a crushing defeat in the war against Duke Starr last year, began to decline.

“Hmm… The Holy Kingdom?”

“That’s right.”

“You’re suddenly coming to the West. If you were going to come, you should have come last year. Tsk tsk… ”

The reason why Count Anitul is clicking his tongue in regret is because the situation last year was very bad. He was defeated by Duke Starr, and some mercenary bands, who had been angry because they could not pay the mercenaries they hired for war properly, plundered Count Anitul’s lands and those of his vassals, causing him to suffer. On top of that, there was the prolonged winter.

In short, the lands of Count Anitul and his vassals were dying.

What if the Holy Kingdom visited the West last year?

The war would have stopped, mercenaries would not have raided the lands, and we would have been able to survive this winter.

But the reality was not like that, and on the contrary, the Holy Kingdom that had just been visited was irritating.

“Is that work going without a hitch?”

“Don’t worry.”

Count Anitul seemed satisfied with the words of the administrator who spoke confidently, and he trembled and threw the woman he was holding onto the floor. The woman with her limbs cut off was probably soaked in drugs and was having a seizure. Count Anitul did not see the woman as a human being, but as a tool, and in a nonchalant voice, he gave instructions to the soldier who was standing guard nearby.

“This is broken too, get rid of it.”

“Okay.”

The soldier, following the count’s instructions, grabbed the woman by her hair and dragged her somewhere.

“Oh, and tell the administrator, Gregory, to get the knights ready to go.”

“Are you trying to welcome the people of the Holy Kingdom?”

“Yes, if you come to my territory, I should greet you as your master.”

To be exact, it was Baron Hippo’s fief, but Count Anitul didn’t care much.

Because it was a territory that could be taken away at any time if one wanted to.

“This time, I need to re-establish the foundation through the Holy Kingdom.”

The Holy Kingdom was an organization dedicated to the peace of the continent externally, and in fact, it was dealing with issues that ordinary people, including Changgui, could not handle. Naturally, the public sentiment toward the Holy Kingdom could not help but improve day by day. Count Anitul thought that if he could only get the aid or cooperation of the Holy Kingdom, he would be able to reassemble the disorganized forces.