episode_0152
by fnovelpia“Rami… ?”
Assis opens his eyes wide.
The last place Assis saw Karami was clearly on the cliff. However, Karami walked out from the inner gate of the castle where Balkrush came from.
From Assis’ perspective, it was literally teleportation.
Of course, it wasn’t teleportation. Karami had honestly sneaked in through the underground.
It seems like there is a contradiction between hiding underground and being honest, but considering Karami’s power, being honest was right.
If they were in their right mind, no one would think of hiding in an orc fortress.
Of course, this time Karami was in her right mind.
“What are you?”
“You don’t know. I’m tired of telling you everything now.”
A red vein appeared on Balkrush’s forehead. How dare a skinny human child call himself the King of the North?
Although Balkrush exuded a terrifying murderous aura as if he was going to tear you to pieces at any moment, Karami, who had no martial arts skills, could not sense it.
He walked towards Assis with leisurely steps, carrying his luggage on his back. He smiled brightly and spoke in a refreshing voice.
“Okay. Now that we’re done, let’s go back.”
“… … Huh?”
“I found everything I needed. I’ll get the music box too, so you can look forward to it. Let’s go back quickly. It smells so bad.”
Amidst the gazes of many, including those of the orcs, Karami pretended to leave the citadel, then glanced back at Assis.
“Aren’t you going?”
“But… ….”
Assis looks restlessly at the slaves surrounded by orcs.
The orcs are still pricing the ice. The thickness of the ice curtain surrounding them has noticeably thinned.
It’s only a matter of time before the orcs take out the slaves and kill them.
“Rami… Those people… .”
“Ah, you mean slaves? That’s already wrong. If we try to save them, we’ll be in danger. It’s unfortunate, but let’s just ignore it and move on.”
“Huh?”
“Why? What’s the problem?”
Karami tilted her head with a puzzled expression.
“They are strangers you have never met before. Miss Assis, you don’t have to worry about them.”
That would be correct.
At least that’s what Assisi’s experience has been like.
In Assis’ view, Karami was a prophet who always spoke only the right answers. If you follow his words, things will be solved smoothly and all your problems will disappear.
So Karami’s words about leaving the slaves behind were probably the right answer this time too, but for some reason Assis’s steps did not move.
A feeling of frustration that is difficult to explain.
There must be a reason, but I don’t know why.
“Do you have anything to say?”
“Uh… ….”
“If you don’t say anything, the other person won’t know. If there’s something you want, say it directly. I won’t do it forever.”
Assis flinched.
A cold tone of voice, different from usual, devoid of affection. The gaze looking at Assis was dry, so Assis could sense the sudden change in attitude.
But Assis did not avert his gaze.
Must do.
Because there was something I really wanted to say.
“I want to… save… .”
“Who?”
“I… people.”
“Why?”
Assis paused for a moment.
But he opens his mouth again.
“Well… I don’t know. But… … she’s crying. She’s begging… to be saved… .”
“So?”
A leg that doesn’t move.
Along with the broken sword, her will was also once scattered.
“Save me… please.”
But like snowflakes clumping together on your hand.
Gather scattered wills back to one point.
Assis stands up, supporting his shaky legs.
I was overcome with a sense of helplessness.
I was crushed by feelings of inferiority.
But at the end of it all, a desire for improvement sprouts.
Like a little sprout taking root in the snow.
The will to take root and bloom in the frozen ground.
A beautiful and sorrowful determination to stand up again where one fell.
It was the first time I felt that emotion.
It was a small spark that melted a frozen heart.
There is still no sign of a way out.
It’s an ending that won’t change even if it happens again.
But Asis knows.
An assistant to help you.
A master who is always on my side.
“Need help.”
The words Assis spoke contained a firm determination that would not waver even in a snowstorm, and a smile appeared on Karami’s lips.
As if they had been waiting for this.
And yet, he keeps evading the truth.
“Hmm~ I don’t really feel like it. There’s not much to gain from it… .”
“… … .”
“But what can you do? The slave asks for help. When a slave asks for help, it is the master’s role to help him.”
Karami answered sarcastically and poured water into the chalice. The water, which had been clear, turned purple. Karami put the cup down on the floor and stepped back.
“Okay. Drink it.”
“… … ?”
“If you drink it, Miss Asia will grant you what you want.”
The third treasure that must be delivered upon Darka’s order.
While Assis was fighting, he put on a stealth robe and went into Balkrush’s bedroom to steal it.
This Holy Grail is not just a simple treasure. If a tiara is for decoration and a music box is for odds and ends, the Holy Grail is a usable active item.
It is not a wish-granting device… it is a cursed magical tool that helps the user fulfill their desires.
For example, if you drink the Holy Grail with a strong desire to become a king, you will become a tyrant who destroys everything that stands in your way.
If you wish to be with someone you have a crush on, they will do things like make them crippled so that no one else will be able to take responsibility for them.
Helps you achieve your desires by any means necessary.
Even if you make a description, it is not a normal item.
There is also speculation that the reason the situation got to this point is because the princess of the kingdom, Padoli, prayed, “Please let the princess live a long life!”
Thanks to that, the kingdom was destroyed, but as a result, Assis is still alive hundreds of years later as a frozen human. He became Captain Assis, so his wish was granted.
It was an item that was sealed in a report because of its danger, but it was leaked outside when the kingdom was destroyed.
The one who picked up the leaked Holy Grail was an orc who was freezing to death in the cold.
It was Ork King Balkrush.
“Human. How can you… .”
“Let me say this in advance, I don’t know everything. I just remember things.”
That is, if Assis drinks it, the Holy Grail will grant her wish.
Balkrush snorted.
“Where did you hear such absurd stories? The Holy Grail grants only the innate desires of the king. Even if a weak human were to use it, nothing would happen.”
Karami smiled as she accepted Balkrush’s sarcasm.
“I can assure you that no one is more suited to this Holy Grail than Miss Assis.”
Balkrash didn’t listen.
I thought about clearing up some meaningless stuff.
He lowered the axe and took up a stance.
Assis holding the Holy Grail.
Focus your gaze on the purple liquid.
The identity is unknown, but I do not suspect it.
He drinks the Holy Grail without hesitation.
A cold, thick liquid runs down my throat.
Karami crouched on the stairs and observed Assis’ condition.
The Holy Grail stimulates desire explosively.
Even the ugly desire to abandon humanity in order to achieve one’s goals.
According to the words of those who used the Holy Grail, it is destruction.
If 100 people use it, 100 people.
If 1000 people use it, 1000 people.
Without any exceptions.
But if 1001 people use it and one of them is Assis, it’s a different story.
If you are an Asia without emotions or desires.
If the only desire that arose in her was a sense of goodness and justice without a single taint of evil intentions.
That’s when the story changes 180 degrees.
Bam.
The glass that Assis dropped gets stuck in the snow.
A few drops of liquid splashed out of the glass.
The pure white snow is dyed purple.
“Ah… .”
A small sigh escapes.
Assis felt in the abyss.
My own will that I was not even aware of.
The desire to save those people.
The forgotten temperament of a king.
Phew!
The blue of winter spreading from Assis.
and.
“Ohhh!”
The chieftain’s tent in Lake Fortress, far from the orc stronghold. The tiara that Darka held as a treasure glows with light.
“What’s going on!”
Yorn hurried into the tent.
The tiara left Darka’s arms and rose into the air, flashing blue light, and then disappeared with a pop!
“Oh my god!”
Darka holds her hands together as if praying and sheds tears of joy. She quickly gets up and starts dancing while holding Yorn’s hand.
Jorn, dumbfounded, couldn’t follow what was happening.
“Chief?”
“He’s here! He’s finally here!”
“What appeared?”
“The hero has appeared!”
A hero has appeared who will drive away the cold of Isenggar and defeat the evil dragon.
***
The missing tiara was placed on Assis’ head.
As if his own master had grown up.
As if it had returned to its original place.
In Assis’ left hand was an ice sword, and in the empty pommel was a jewel that resembled her blue eyes filled with determination.
Balkrash called Assis a weak human, but Karami knows about her.
Assis is the true master of Isenghar, born with the qualities of a king.
The Assis of the unliberated world line is called this.
Tyrant of the cold.
It’s called Frost tyrant.
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