Episode 135 Identity Revealed (3)
Eucliwood and Iriel were sorting out Gehel’s situation.
After the 6th Circle Great Mage and Saint Iriel took command of the front, the difference of a few thousand troops was more than enough to overcome.
In addition, the morale of the enemies was hitting the bottom, and unlike him, the morale of the Seongguk was soaring without knowing how high the sky was.
Of course, there was no reason for Seongguk to lose.
Seongguk, who had pushed Proxia to the point where it looked like a landslide victory, was able to succeed in recapturing Gehel Castle that night.
I was not careless, but the joy of victory was indescribable.
A festival was held in Gehel Castle, which had once been burned by fire.
Unleash the alcohol in the basement storage, and all the soldiers drink and enjoy it.
There was no chance that the enemy forces would attack again.
The Proxia soldiers, whose commanders had died, were in a hurry to escape.
In addition, having tasted the strength of Eucliwood and Iriel, it should be safe for the time being.
On the antique balcony, Euclid’s blue hair was flying.
A moderately pleasant cool breeze passed by her side.
Iriel brought wine to Eucliwood’s side.
“What are you doing miserably in a place like this?”
As soon as he saw her, Eucliwood fell to one knee.
“Meet the saintess.”
“That’s Okay. In this case, there is no need to take an example.”
At her words, Eucliwood slowly stood up.
“…was it a very difficult day?”
It was a day when I did my best to the point that my whole body was in tatters.
After defeating Proxia’s army, he took Zeke and moved it to Gehel Castle.
The day ended only after receiving a report on the situation in Selonia and Silien and even devising countermeasures.
It was as if tears were flowing in my eyes after a crazy, exhausting day.
However, Eucliwood’s expression was calm.
“…it’s okay.”
Iriel looked at Eucliwood’s profile.
It’s okay, but it won’t be okay.
Having led the battle of Shillien to victory and immediately joining Gehel as a supporter, she must have had a harder time than anyone else present.
Even so, she didn’t show any signs of hardship, so I couldn’t guess how much pain was melting in her heart.
The two remained silent as they gazed at the sky embroidered with the Milky Way from the balcony.
The starry sky was still beautiful, as if you didn’t know what had happened here today.
I wonder if I just looked at the sky without saying a word while drinking wine.
Eucliwood’s tightly shut mouth opened.
“These days, killing people or watching them die has become more common. Then, I suddenly had a question. What is life anyway? How can I be proud of living the right life?”
It wasn’t a questioning tone, nor was it a tone that seemed to be revealing something.
Even so, Iriel could feel something coming out of that ambiguity.
“Is life really all about setting goals and achieving them?”
Unlike usual, her weak voice echoed across the balcony.
Originally, Eucliwood was small, but today he looked even smaller than usual.
Iriel answered as he looked up at the sky.
“…well… at least no one can say that it’s wrong to wander about without finding a direction to go… maybe only God knows.”
Even she, whom others called a saint and admired and supported, could not assert that she was living a righteous life.
So there wasn’t much she could say.
“It’s not long, but if you think about it in retrospect… wouldn’t it be the right way to live the way you want to do yourself?”
At her ambiguous answer, Eucliwood took a sip of wine.
It wasn’t a cool answer that opened my stomach, and it wasn’t a word that could lighten the weight of my heart, but it’s an answer that I like for some reason.
She also nodded slightly.
“okay.”
After that, neither of them spoke a word.
Only the clear moonlight coming through the balcony and the laughter of soldiers coming from afar illuminated them.
It was not only the soldiers who were exhausted from the continuous war.
* * *
“Aagh!”
Ray, who implanted a tumor sample into the necromancer, was undergoing surgery on it.
“Quiet. You can’t concentrate.”
I wanted to observe the movement of the tumor and see how the symptoms were different from those of modern tumors.
They may be criticized for being inhumane.
Hana Ray thought he didn’t have to be humane to him who killed countless people and turned them into undead to become a necromancer.
Therefore, there was no hesitation in proceeding with the operation.
The necromancer was held except for his mouth.
I want to move but I can’t.
Moreover, unlike those who had come to interrogate before, this madman showed no sign of exhaustion.
No, on the contrary, he seemed to be enjoying himself.
Looking at the condition of her body, her color changes and she writes something on the parchment.
Besides, I don’t know exactly what else I’m doing, but I can’t let go of my mind in the middle of the day.
It would have been nice if he could have fainted, but his hands and fingers, which moved quickly, and his magic kindly prevented the Necromancer from losing his mind.
It could not have been a very gentle doctor.
For some reason, it seemed like it would stay like this for a week or a month.
If you open your mouth, wouldn’t it be better to open it quickly?
If this pain continues, it will be the same that I will open my mouth anyway, but wouldn’t it be possible to reduce the pain by opening my mouth early?
Such thoughts floated through the necromancer’s head.
At that moment, Ray pulled out the artificial lens used during Eclay’s surgery from his bag.
I still have questions about this procedure.
It has already been confirmed that there is no rejection reaction when an orc’s body is transplanted to another person.
However, it is not known what the side effects after the procedure may be.
I also wondered if it could be used only as a lens replacement or not for other uses.
You should experiment with such a thing at a time like this, when will you try it!
“When you get older, you can’t see well, right? I’ll make you look good.”
If you look at it, it can sound like a good meaning.
If I could receive his treatment even in modern times, I would not have had such an honor!
But I guess it wasn’t for the elderly.
He was suddenly terrified because he didn’t know anything about the bizarre things Ray was holding.
People are very afraid of what they don’t know.
The fear made the necromancer open his mouth.
An urgent old man’s voice rang out.
“I will tell you! What do you want to hear!”
At that, Ray stopped his hands for a moment and looked at the old man and said.
“The identity of the Proxia army. Oh, if you know, I’d like you to tell me where your base is. And the reason why they are aiming for the holy kingdom or what purpose do they have?”
“I get it! Proxia is… ugh!”
Ray covered the old man’s mouth as he tried to explain it.
When the necromancer looked at Ray with a puzzled expression, he shook his head with a sinister smile.
“Heh heh. don’t rush Let’s go take it easy.”
“Ugh!”
‘You crazy bastard!’
In the dungeon, screams began to echo again.
* * *
“Mmmmm…”
Her purple hair flowed down with a soft sound.
Zeke slowly opened his eyes.
‘Yes, I was dead.’
So, is this the afterlife?
Let’s move carefully. The body moves without any pain.
Everything I felt was so real.
From the feel of the soft bed felt in your hand to the lively wind felt all over your body.
Why do you think you are alive?
It was obviously a fatal wound.
What’s more, even the sight seems to be intact, and even the eyes that were cut off seem to have returned to normal.
“This is…”
Zeke hurriedly put on his clothes and went outside.
The city of Gehel came into his eyes at once.
The majestic castle and the cool wind blowing through it, the blades of grass and the fresh air became a reality and hit Zeke’s whole body.
I thought I was dead, but the liveliness of life that I felt again made the tip of my nose frown for some reason.
A few knights passing by the castle saw him and quickly bowed their heads.
“Zeke-sama, you’re awake!”
“Fortunately, the!”
Zeke, who almost shed tears at him, hurriedly turned back.
“I am OK. Rather, report in detail what happened while I was lying down.”
Although they were not directly subordinate to Zeke, they were obliged to answer his questions as they led the Duke of Trey.
Furthermore, they personally respect Zeke.
The youngest Sword Master.
The weight given by that name was by no means small.
The one who has stepped into the state that everyone who handles the sword wishes for is Zeke in front of him.
“After Zeke fell, the saint came shortly after.”
He responded immediately to their words.
Zeke quickly turned his back and shouted.
“You mean the Holy Son has woken up!”
The knights replied with a smile.
“Yes… the saint killed most of the monsters on the battlefield. Since then, the sword masters have also been taken over by the saint. After that, except that he went to the forest with Zeke-sama in his arms…” “
….”
Did he owe you his life again this time?
This was the second time he had been protected by the lord he had to protect.
He clenched his fists.
After becoming a sword master, I thought I had enough strength, but I feel strangely lacking these days.
I felt ashamed of myself for becoming a burden rather than serving a saint.
‘Because he’s such an ugly guy.’
While Zeke was trembling, two knights spoke.
“ah! Come to think of it, when Nim Zeke wakes up, he told me to find the saintess.”
“…the saintess?”
“yes. The officer on duty told the knights that the captain was very deafening.”
“…i get it. don’t let that happen You may go now.”
Two knights bowed to him and then disappeared.
Zeke looked at them for a moment, but then moved on.
He didn’t know why the saintess was looking for him, but when he called, he had to respond.
It’s probably Gehel Castle, not Selonia, so it’s probably in the annex or office.
He went back to the annex where he was lying and started tidying up his clothes.
He did not allow himself to go in a shabby appearance on the way to see a saint, not to anyone else.
Even though I don’t see much to fix, I check it again and insert the sword into the waist dance.
He headed to the lord’s office where the saintess would be.
