#586. What can I help you with?
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A woman with clear dark circles.
Wanderer swept her purple hair.
Then, after letting out a deep sigh, he opened his mouth in a gloomy voice.
“pascal.”
“Yes Master.”
“You know that your punishment isn’t over yet…?”
“…of course.”
The man in the new mask kneeling down.
Plague Duke Pascal, the deputy guild leader of the Soulless Guild, answered with a trembling voice.
after the first meeting was over.
No matter how many meetings were held, his disposition was not decided.
You can’t throw away the big supply player.
It’s a big mistake to just skip it.
That’s why I couldn’t help but argue over and over again.
It was even more so in that Wanderer, who should have supported Pascal, actively insisted on his execution.
Pascal would have lost his life at the hands of Wanderer if the other lords hadn’t said that the execution was excessive.
But Pascal knew.
That Wanderer never forgave himself.
“Please, just leave it to me. I will definitely complete my mission and make up for this mistake.”
“…You better hurry. Because my patience is not deep.”
“I will keep that in mind.”
“If you know, get out of here.”
“yes.”
After Pascal, who received the order to celebrate, stepped down.
Left alone, Wanderer raised one hand and rubbed his temple.
No, I was trying to sleep.
“Cool!”
If it hadn’t been for a sudden violent cough.
“Kuk uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh cool!”
It’s like taking out your lungs.
It took a long time to cough in succession.
As soon as the coughing stopped, she rummaged through her pockets to take out the elixir and inhaled it.
And unlike the cough that had barely subsided, he gritted his teeth at the still throbbing pain in his chest.
“Damn it…”
Even if she was called the Commander-in-Chief, resurrecting nine sword masters at once was an act beyond her limits.
The power of the Seven Arcs, of course.
Even with the help of Ruler and Mation and even borrowing the power of black magic, it was to the point where I couldn’t handle it.
the price is this.
It was a lifespan cut to the limit and an exhausted body.
It was an elixir, an ultimate recovery item that only the Creator could make, but it did extend lifespan.
But even so, it would be like trying to survive an ice storm with a bonfire.
If so, how many more years will it last?
The future was uncertain.
‘I wasn’t trying to revive the sword master.’
Wanderer regretted it again.
It was a mistake to resurrect the sword masters by force, believing only in the test results during the Sword King.
Of course, the sword master is strong.
When the nine were still alive, it would have been possible to break the Seven Dragons just by pushing forward.
But…
‘These swordsmen are strong and useless.’
Don’t you fight and die as you please?
Wouldn’t you like to run away at all?
Won’t you fail and get injured?
Even so, as a Wanderer, he was on the verge of being upset because he hadn’t caught even one of the princesses of the Seven Dragons, let alone Limon.
Especially since there are still uncooperative sword masters.
Thanks to that, there are only three or four sword masters that she can fully move right now.
Far from attacking the Seven Dragons, just defending the World Federation was tight.
Of course, if Joan of Arc and Gandhi’s treatment is over.
And if you make even those who don’t listen cooperatively, you’ll be able to secure an all-out advantage again… but
until then, at least a few weeks.
At worst, it will take several months.
As a Wanderer, who had only a short lifespan left, he couldn’t afford to waste that much time.
‘The plan went awry…’
Wanderer gritted his teeth.
Originally, the reason she resurrected the sword masters while reducing her lifespan was based on the calculation that she would soon be able to kill Limon and destroy the Seven Dragons.
Even if the Seven Arcs of the Seven Dragons were secured, there would be no need to worry about the loss of life.
However, due to successive failures and accidents, the confrontation with the Seven Dragons is becoming a long-term battle.
She couldn’t help but feel nervous.
Whether the World Federation wins or not.
It meant nothing if he died before the end of his lifespan.
‘I can’t help it…’
Wanderer finally made a decision.
It is impossible to steal the Seven Arcs from Limon and the Seven Dragons right away or to find a new Seven Arcs.
However, there was a way to extend the lifespan until then.
so that way.
In other words, Wanderer quietly visited one of the monarchs gathered at the headquarters of the World Federation to deal with Pascal and discuss the future.
“It is unexpected. I never thought the day would come when the Commander-in-Chief would ask me for treatment.”
I’m obviously in my 40’s.
A beautiful face with no wrinkles.
On top of that, she even had a voluptuous body that was revealed over a fancy robe.
Everywhere you look, she is a beauty who is far from the sacred and old position of the Roman pope.
However, he is the world’s best healer who is perfect for a monarch who is the pinnacle of all players.
Holy Lord Johanna.
Looking at her with a smile on her face, Wanderer chewed out.
“…Enough of the trifles, so tell me if you can cure it.”
“That’s a pretty difficult request.”
“You mean no?”
“It means blasphemy to go against the God-ordained lifespan.”
Johanna shook her head.
And he spoke with a strange face.
“Especially when it comes to restoring lifespans that have been cut off in dangerous ways like black magic.”
“Are you going to give a sermon?”
“Could that be? It’s just that it’s difficult for me to recover your body.”
“I said it was fine… I’ll pay any price, so tell me if there’s anything you want.”
It seems that he is annoyed by the way he talks around the circle.
Seeing Wanderer talk so bluntly, Johanna sighed.
“I’m sorry you misunderstood me.”
“The thought of tearing me off must make you teary-eyed.”
Wanderer was cynical.
As befits the grandiose title of Holy Lord, her treatment is by no means free.
Even a tolerable high-level player would have to rob all of his possessions to receive treatment from Johanna.
Even more so, now that he found out that his lifeline, as a monarch, was at stake.
In Johanna’s head, it was obvious that she was excitedly calculating what to eat for her treatment, even singing hymns.
So, I delayed treatment.
Because of the twisted situation, she had to reveal her weakness, so she couldn’t help but feel uncomfortable.
Is it because I feel that annoyance?
Johanna also opened her mouth in the end.
“Let me be honest. Even with my skill, it is impossible to restore the commander’s lifespan. But…”
“But what?”
“You are lucky, Commander-in-Chief.”
To the subject who was sentenced to a terminal sentence that he had not much life left and that he could not be treated.
Johanna said with a smile on her face.
“Just in time, the ‘Eden Plan’ I was preparing for was slowly entering its final stages.”
“What is that…?”
“It means that when my Eden plan is completed, there may be a way to extend the lifespan of the commander.”
“…Really?”
“yes.”
Wanderer frowned.
While he sent peacekeepers and other sword masters to Africa.
She knew that each monarch, including the Holy Lord, was preparing something.
If each one of those plans succeeds, something so great that it could overturn the current game and bring down the Seven Dragons.
Even so, I had doubts about whether that alone would extend her lifespan… but
what can I do?
What’s urgent right now is yourself.
“When exactly will the plan be completed?”
“As I said, this is the end. Preparations have already begun.”
“…”
“But there is something that is not working out. With a little help from the Commander-in-Chief, I think we can speed up the completion of the plan.”
“What help?”
“That’s…”
Wanderer complied with it even though he knew that it was a crappy tactic to take advantage of himself by taking treatment as his weakness.
The moment Johanna was about to tell her the ‘help’ she needed.
Wanderer raised his eyes and
pointed the staff in his hand back.
“who is this!”
Quaang!
right after that.
A translucent skull shot from her staff exploded against the wall.
Fragments of the wall scattered in all directions and the aura of death rising in the empty air.
And Johanna blinked as she saw her guild members rushing from all directions, startled by the commotion.
“What is it?”
“…there was a rat.”
“You mean someone overheard us?”
“okay.”
“Are you sure? I didn’t feel anything.”
Johanna made a strange expression.
Headquarters of the World Federation.
To infiltrate this place guarded by the elite of the Saint’s Guild and eavesdrop on their conversation as monarchs.
Because that was a near-impossible task even for a superhuman of the absolute class.
“There was no presence, but there was a soul instead…”
“Umm, then there must have been a rat or a ghost?”
Wanderer could not answer.
The wavelength of the soul she felt was so vague that there was a high possibility that she wasn’t human.
It seems that he overreacted because of the irritation he has accumulated these days.
Wanderer, who couldn’t bear to admit the fact even though he thought about it, finally opened his mouth gloomily.
“So what can I help you with?”
“….”
On the subject of blowing up one side of the room.
As if nothing had happened.
It’s been a while since I looked at Wanderer, who shamelessly resumed the conversation, with dumbfounded eyes.
Johanna finally opened her mouth with a sigh.
“Do you remember the monster lord Gula and the Forest Guild?”
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“Are you going back after all?”
“Yes, if I remain here, it will be a nuisance to the swordsman.”
At best, he turned the attention of the other princesses, but if he didn’t go back, everyone would know that Limon was in Brazil.
after a bitter smile.
Li Qingyu lowered his head slightly.
“I’d like to ask you to take good care of the swordsman.”
“Please…”
Like a bride entrusting her sick groom to her care.
Looking at Li Qingyu, who asked for it so casually, Maia was sneering.
And, as usual, he asked in a pessimistic voice.
“You mean treatment? Or did you mean the other way around?”
“…what do you mean?”
It’s like you don’t know the meaning.
Looking at her calmly asking.
Maia spoke coldly.
“The seven clans of the Seven Dragons have all fought against the swordsmith, but among them, the ones with the deepest grudge will be yours and ours.”
The green dragon clan never forgets Eun-won.
especially in the distant past.
As the majority of the clan had been murdered along with the princess of the time, among the seven clans, Limon had the greatest resentment.
It’s just that Limon saved Maia’s life the other day, so he offset his grudge with that grace.
However, even the Green Dragon Clan did not have as deep a grudge against Limon as the Black Dragon Clan.
As far as the territory is close.
I’ve been fighting Limon the most.
It was because of the black dragon clan that the princess died many times.
That’s why everyone else agreed when the Black Dragon clan pushed ahead with the world peace plan, even selling their stake in Leviathan.
“When I heard that you proposed to the swordsman, I honestly thought it was very unexpected.”
“…”
“But it’s because Li Qingyu gave me the opportunity to mingle with a swordsman and form relationships with other princesses…”
Instead of the usual smile.
With a face that has lost its expression.
With a cold sneer at the princess who is better at lying and scheming than anyone else in the world who just quietly looks at herself.
Maia ended her remarks sarcastically.
“Isn’t it really cunning?”
