episode_0154
by fnovelpiaThe bloody battle to determine the true master of the North has just ended.
Balkrush, who has become a lifelike ice statue that can easily fetch hundreds of gold if sold to a high noble. Although his heart has already been pierced, he is still called an Orc King.
Just in case it could be resurrected, I smashed its skull to completely remove the cause.
The orcs, having lost their leader, wailed and rushed towards Assis, but even though they were exhausted, he was able to deal with them easily.
The orcish legions that had been dominating the north were destroyed before a day was over.
“Are we really alive? This isn’t a dream, is it?”
“Do you have such a smelly dream? How badly do those orcs stink? We survived!”
From those saved by Assis to those taken out by Karami and Linvar from all over the castle, the prisoners held by the orcs burst into tears and embraced each other.
They didn’t forget to thank Assis.
“Thank you, beautiful knight. I really appreciate it… .”
“Huh. A knight? Not a princess? ”
“Of course not. He is still the hero who saved us!”
“A hero in these chaotic times. Can we expect this cold spell to end?”
“Of course!”
While the prisoners were talking amicably, Linvar brought Tarkind in. Even though the situation was over, he still had not come to his senses.
“I hate females! Save me!!!”
Because he would have a seizure if he came into contact with a woman, he was tied up tightly with rope so he couldn’t move and carried on his back. He struggled like a caterpillar while on Linvar’s back.
“Rami… who… ?”
“He is the leader of Linvar. He was thought to be dead, but he was taken prisoner. He suffered terrible things while he was being held captive, and lost his mind.”
Assis tilts his head and stares blankly at Tarkind. Tarkind, who was struggling, glances at Assis.
Then the struggle stops for a moment.
I can’t take my eyes off Assis.
“Female…? Huh? Oh? Oh. Okay.”
“Wow.”
“Wow! I’m speechless. The guy who struggled to escape from my arms reacts like this to a young lady? Even this guy came to save me, calling himself the leader. You’ll be defeated by me when you go to the village.”
Assis’ beauty instantly cured Tarkind’s gynophobia. Karami let out an exclamation, and Linvar burst into laughter in amazement.
Although there were unexpected events, the fact that the goal was neatly achieved remained unchanged.
As Karami had planned in advance, he was able to quickly escape the citadel by taking the hostages out in advance.
‘Take the treasure, rescue the hostage, and catch the Orc King.’
This is a job done to near perfection.
Karami smiled with satisfaction.
Then, Asis came into Karami’s sight.
Assis, riding on a special sled made of ice, looked around. Her gaze swept between the people.
“What are you looking for?”
“Bascal… Where are you…?”
“Ah, I mean Bascal.”
Karami handed the broken bracelet to Assis. Assis tilted his head, not knowing what it meant.
“… ?”
“Please tell the chieftain that Miss Asis. She will be so happy she could die.”
***
Returned to Lake Fortress.
The number is as many as 50.
It wasn’t hard to bring them. People were put on ice sleds made by Asis, and tied together with a rope, and pulled by a frost wolf. It would have been impossible with a normal horse, but it was possible because it was a horse.
When we first left the village there were only five people, but we returned with fifty.
If two people go and come back as three, that’s fine, but if five people go and come back as fifty. That’s not an easy thing to do even after throwing orgies for decades.
The residents were taken aback by the outsiders, but soon let their guard down after hearing their story. In the harsh north, people have to stick together and live together.
Another twist is that the Orc King is dead and Tarkind has returned to life.
The residents who saw Tarkind’s dire condition were shocked, but Linvar’s confident statement that he would recover soon eased their worries a little.
It is questionable why Linvar dragged Tarkind away, who was struggling and saying he didn’t like it. It was only after that that the man’s wailing sound was heard.
The two people who had achieved all these feats were welcomed as representatives by Yorn. Karami, who faced him, shrugged his shoulders.
“How is it? We defeated the group that was threatening the village and brought back the treasure.”
“… … He boasted that he would bring Bascal. It seems that it was all a bluff.”
“Anyway, you’re a narrow-minded person. Right, Miss Assis?”
Karami sneered at Yorn, who tried his best to find her shortcomings without praising her even when she died. Yorn turned his head away to avoid eye contact.
“Follow me. The chief is waiting for you.”
“Wow~ How shameless. You’re really good at changing topics. You could be a merchant instead of a chieftain.”
Yorn walked to the tent, trying hard to ignore Karami’s desperate nagging, and Karami followed behind him with Assis, carrying his luggage on his back.
Darka’s tent came in like that.
Darka was sitting with one knee raised. Her appearance was different from usual. She was wearing all the chieftain’s ornaments and clothing that she had never worn because she thought it was uncomfortable.
He greeted the group with a bright smile.
“Come on! It looks like you defeated the Orc King. Did you bring the last treasure?”
“Of course.”
Karami handed the Holy Grail to Darka. The Grail’s bluish-white hue had faded, as if it were not an object that could be used indefinitely. It seemed as if it needed time to be reused.
“Yes. It is definitely the kingdom’s treasure. It is also a cursed magic tool. It is what raised a lowly orc who was despised by his own kind to the position of king. Such a dangerous object should not exist.”
Darka, who had put down the Holy Grail, extended his hand and chanted a long and incomprehensible spell. The Holy Grail responded to the spell by emitting a faint light and then returning to its original bluish-white color.
At first glance, it seemed like the Holy Grail’s reuse time had been turned back, but it was quite the opposite.
“With this, this is no longer a magic tool. It’s just a drinking glass that you can find anywhere.”
“That’s fortunate. I was worried that the chieftain would use it and become the king of the sorcerers.”
“Why should I use this? It’s not my stuff.”
As he spoke, Darka handed Assis a glass of wine along with the music box he had taken out earlier.
“Take it. It’s all yours.”
“My…?”
“Does the baby have a tiara?”
“Yeah. Suddenly pod… .”
“I never thought that Aga was a hero. I didn’t know it even though it was right in front of me… It’s so embarrassing as a chieftain!”
Assis, unable to keep up with Darka’s tension as he laughs heartily while mocking himself, simply blinks. Then, at some point, Darka suddenly stops laughing.
“Oh, I almost forgot. Take this too.”
Darka fiddled with the necklace, then took off the Lazurite and handed it over.
A symbol passed down through generations to the Lake Fortress Chieftains. A heirloom Darka received from her mother.
Even at the moment when he was sick, he gave it to Assis, whom he had resolutely protected.
“The promised hero has arrived, and it is time to fulfill his duties as a chieftain… .”
Darka spoke into the air as if she was speaking to someone else who wasn’t there. Yorn just watched silently and didn’t stop her from handing over the jewel.
Although he didn’t reveal it, he also acknowledged it in a corner of his heart. That Assis might be the hero of the fairy tale that Darka always talked about.
Assis received the Lazrite along with the treasures. The moment the Lazrite came into his hands, Assis’ pupils shook.
A gem that has not been processed in any way.
Yet, just by holding it, the flow of cold air changes.
The influence of the cold air flowing from Assis is reduced. If you just process it and polish it, it will become more meaningful.
Assis’s heartbeat quickened slightly.
I held the laser light tightly so as not to lose it.
“This, this. I have to treat you, hero, but my body is not well enough, so I can’t do it anymore. Your business in the village must be over, so go back to where you came from. I’m tired and want to rest.”
Darka, coughing dryly, pulled up the fur blanket and lay down.
The people who had been watching the conversation left one by one, and Karami also stood up. Asies tried to follow him, he stopped him with a wink.
“Okay. Let’s go without disturbing each other.”
“The chief said he was tired… .”
“I’m tired because of you who don’t have any sense. Stop talking nonsense in your grave and come out quickly.”
As Karami drags Yorn away, only Asies and Darka are left in the tent. Asies, who is now practically alone, just blinks and tilts his head.
Why did Karami tell me to stay here?
With an expression like this.
If Karami saw it, he would sigh and cover his forehead with his hand. Time, almost meaningless, passes by in silence.
Then suddenly a sound was heard from outside.
“Khmm… Bascal… .”
“Ah… .”
Belated realization.
Assis turned his back and looked at the lying Darka.
“Darka… .”
“What? You haven’t left yet? Do you want to play with this old lady?”
“… … I told you to give it to me.”
Assis, who only half-understood Karami’s advice not to say that he had asked for it, recited a half-sentence.
It wasn’t difficult for Darka to fit the other half.
“What did that rotten bastard ask you to give him… .”
Darka, who was always complaining in the typical old-timer fashion, got up with difficulty. Assis handed Darka a broken bracelet.
It was a bracelet with a faint magic spell remaining.
“This, this is…!”
It was something that Darka knew very well.
Darka, whose eyes were wide enough to pop out, swallowed his breath. He snatched what Assis had offered him as if he was stealing it. He didn’t even care that his hands were freezing in the cold.
Darka knew at a glance what the broken bracelet was. There was no way he couldn’t know.
“Bascal’s Bracelet! I made it for you! It’s a weak but sure magic spell. Where did you get this?!”
“Orcs… .”
“… What?”
This bracelet is a talisman that Darka made herself with magic. It was made in consideration of Vaskar, who would come back injured whenever he went outside.
So that I can protect my son.
The bracelet broke and left its owner’s arms.
It meant one thing.
“Ah… … .”
Darka, her face frozen in shock, slumped down. She stared into space as if her soul had left her. Her pupils, which had been blurry, regained focus.
It was the gaze of someone who had regained his senses. The shock of being confronted with the reality he had tried so hard to ignore brought back his senses that had been pushed into a corner.
“Yeah… That’s right. There’s no more Bascal… . No more… … .”
“Bascal, no…?”
“I went on a long journey. An eternal journey from which I will never return… .”
It was still difficult for Assis to fathom the meaning of travel.
Darka reattached the broken bracelet back to its original form. He held the bracelet carefully, closed his eyes, and moved his mouth.
Like a lullaby for a child, a gentle tone flowed slowly.
The bracelet shimmered faintly, and the magic it contained disappeared into the sky like a puff of smoke.
No matter how great a warrior is.
Even if he is the next chieftain who is respected by the people.
In his mother’s eyes, he always appears as a reckless child.
So that the child’s soul does not wander.
Darka sang softly so that they could fall into a comfortable sleep.
Although Bascal died a long time ago, she was unable to accept his death and was unable to do anything as a chieftain or a mother.
This was a belated atonement.
“Thank you for bringing me the bracelet… . I really appreciate it. If it weren’t for you guys, I might have died and become a ghost. ”
If I hadn’t tied the knot like this, I would have regretted it so much. I wouldn’t have been able to reunite with Bascal even after I died.
“Now I won’t have any regrets even if I die… … .”
“… … Darka, die… ?”
At the innocent question, Darka looked at Assis with a bitter smile and a hazy gaze.
“They’re going on a short trip. To a very far away place.”
“Can I go too?”
“Oh, you should come as late as possible, where are you! Don’t think of useless things, and come back after playing with your master for as long as you can.”
“With Rami?”
“I’ve never seen anyone as suspicious as him in my life, but he’s sincere to you, my child. If you have any difficulties or hardships, rely on him.”
Although he didn’t know what he was talking about, Assis nodded slowly. He remembered the sight of him waving to him.
After telling the whole story, Darka lay down with a relieved expression on his face.
“He was a messenger. He really is a kind messenger. If all messengers in the world were like him, then maybe it wouldn’t be so bad.”
Darka muttered with his eyes closed, “Huh, huh,” and let out a sigh.
It was only a few days later.
When I came to my senses, Darka had died, like a flower withering.
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