Episode 52
EPISODE.26
“I don’t think it’s possible to use a wagon to move this anymore.”
One of the escorts muttered, looking at the carriage with one side sunken.
It was a situation where one wheel was smashed, so it was understandable.
“Then we must move on foot from now on.”
It was about half a day left until the Shudra, so there was no big problem.
“Are you all right?”
The escort asked, examining his body, and Russell nodded.
“The wound has healed to the extent that there is no difficulty in walking or moving.”
“If you say so…”
I was dubious, but when Russell said so, he nodded.
Abandoning the broken wagon and preparing to move, he glanced.
Russell’s gaze moved.
I stared again at the wagon, which had a smashed wheel.
‘hmm.’
It would have been a little better if it was a place where wagons and wagons were used frequently in large quantities – for example, at the top.
A place like that was equipped with several wheels in preparation for such a situation.
‘That’s why I can’t squeeze the wheel right now-.’
Due to the nature of the terrain of the desert, it will not be easy to find the right tree.
‘It’s another matter to trim it to the right size and turn it into a wheel.’
Such as trimming to the same size as the circle.
Apparently, a wheel made of wood was something that had a lot of corners to go to – that moment.
A thought flashed through my mind like lightning.
‘Wait a wooden wheel?’
One of the things needed to revitalize a family is financial power.
Maybe you can make quite a bit of money.
As soon as his eyes lit up at that thought, Russell sighed.
‘If I found a way, I don’t have enough capital to invest right now.’
The only thing to look forward to was the performance pay received after completing this mission.
‘There were rumors that War Mage’s bonuses were huge from the past, right?’
It’s not even an ordinary local magic tower, it’s a spy.
If it’s as great as the rumors, you’ll know it when you receive it yourself.
Thinking so, Russell quietly raised the corner of his mouth.
Power overflowed in Russell’s steps, drawing an arc around his mouth.
.
.
The messenger who came to deliver the news of the disciple’s death swallowed without even realizing it.
That would be true, too, because the man in front of him was a Master-class Aura practitioner and one of the superhumans representing the Empire.
The closer he got to the man, the stronger his sharp anticipation grew.
The only thing in the man’s hand was a knife.
Perhaps he was just about to cut meat, the knife dripping with blood felt no different from a famous sword.
Something that was born as a human but grew into a sword.
That was the look of the man the messenger knew.
However, if there is something different from when we met a few years ago, I would say that the man now looks like a sword but not a sword.
‘Broken and cut into pieces…’
Somehow, even a dull aura seemed to emanate from the body that was buried in the darkness and was not well visible.
In addition, half of the left side of the face that appeared to be frozen was covered by a mask.
The fading marks on the connection between the face and the mask seemed to be true, suggesting that the rumor that he had suffered a major wound in the battle with Endymion the other day was true.
“…Is that all the news to convey?”
It was then.
What McRae Hughes, the superintendent who had been silently receiving reports, opened up to.
Did the wounds sustained during the war even extend to the vocal chords?
There was a heavy metal sound as if a piece of glass was scraping an iron plate.
The messenger trembled at the voice and barely opened his mouth.
“This is the end of what I have to report.”
He was the one who saw only one talent and accepted that lunatic spandom as a disciple.
It is a story about a person who gave a sharp sword to a murderer so that he could kill better.
The mental state of such a person would not be so perfect either.
The fear of him was evident in his voice.
“Right.”
Fortunately, however, McRae seemed unwilling to harm the messenger.
Burying himself deep into the darkness again, he waved his hand.
“Then let’s just leave.”
issued a congratulatory order.
After sending out the messenger like that.
“flaw-.”
A sound he couldn’t tell whether it was laughter or crying escaped from his lips.
About half of the sound that flowed out was blocked by the mask and scattered with a chin.
“Hehehe-.”
Whatever it was, the sound that came out gradually increased in volume.
The moment when the grotesque sound finally reached its peak.
Anger-!
A bittersweet feeling of life covered the hall.
Clinking and clicking the window!
The chandeliers and glass windows that could not overcome the killing spree exploded and shattered at random!
Zeng-!
Eventually, the man stopped laughing only after the last remaining window was shattered.
Still not reaping his life, he moved his hand and took off his mask.
Click-.
I ran my bare skin with my fingertips.
It’s distorted, and you can feel the tactile sensation of the burn marks that are sore and worn out.
Together with him, the memory of the moment he obtained this burn mark came back to life vividly.
Fast-.
I grinded my teeth so hard that I was worried that they might break.
Soaring magma and hell where the whole world is engulfed in flames.
Even the silhouette of a man running away with one side of his face covered.
Because it was a memory where there was nothing that was not humiliating.
But what?
This time, the youngest who was accepted as a disciple lost his life to the youngest disciple of the enemy?
In my mind, I wanted to run out right away and hack up the bastard’s apprentice.
However, it was already too late to do the work.
Instead of running away, McRae grabbed the armrest until it was crushed.
Quadduk.
You should never forget to open your mouth.
“Daria-.”
He chewed up and spit out the name of the priest who had brought him shame and humiliation.
“-s.now.white.”
and.
“R.Sell Raymond.”
The sound of the metal flowing out blends with the anger and creates a resonant sound similar to that of a beast.
The flesh that flowed out with the burning naturalization spread throughout his castle.
Hwaaak.
* * *
Another few days after arriving in the lawless desert city of Sudra.
Arriving at the nearest magic tower nearby, Russell was able to return to the salt tower using the warp gate.
Woo woo-.
I can feel the oscillating mana slowly sinking.
“Woo-wook.”
What followed immediately after was a terrible dizziness, as if I were on board a ship sailing in a storm.
‘This guy’s motion sickness is something I can’t adapt to at all.’
I used it when I left, but tsk.
Russell clenched his tongue at the unpleasant feeling and hurriedly used mana.
As the magic power drawn from the circle spreads along the whole body, I felt the dizziness that had taken over my whole body quickly recede.
“after.”
Only then did Russell let out a sigh of relief and open the door.
It was to get out of the room where the warp gate was installed.
When you go outside, what you see is a waiting room to greet those entering through the gate.
Inside, there was a familiar face.
“Priests!”
It was Hubert.
Spotting Russell, he shouted, unable to hide his worried voice.
“You’re back. Priests.”
After examining Russell’s whole body with nervous eyes, he was relieved by sweeping his chest.
“Looks like you were worried. execution.”
“You mean this? How surprised I was when I heard that I had been involved with that maniac of Spandom.”
At Hubert’s words, Russell sued briefly. Well, I couldn’t help but worry about it.
Although he gritted his teeth and made a plan to win, it was not a fight he fought with the conviction that he would also win.
Whether or not he knew what Russell was thinking, Hubert dragged him.
“Let’s go upstairs and talk about the details. There are people waiting for a priest.”
“If you are a person who is waiting…”
The answer to that question was simple.
No, there was no need to worry. It’s obvious that he’s a person waiting for him inside the Tower of Flames anyway.
‘Master.’
Daria Snowwhite.
When I went up to the top floor of the tower with Hubert, she stood up as if she had waited.
He gripped Russell’s shoulders with both hands.
After examining his whole body carefully, he murmured briefly.
“I’m glad you did. There is no longer any reason for me to go to the borders of the empire to make an inferno.”
It was a word I spat out giggling like a joke, but why did it give me goosebumps?
‘If it’s Master, it might be possible enough.’
They attack by surprise without thinking about political issues. when assumed.
‘How long does it take for several imperial cities bordering the desert to transform into superheated hell-.’
It’ll only be a few days or so.
“I’m glad you came back well. I am the youngest.”
A huge hand, like a bear, wedged between Daria and Russell, who left those words and retreated.
“Hmmmm. I’m glad to see you’re unscathed. Priests.”
He was so huge and muscular that it was hard to believe that he was a magician.
It was Daria’s first pupil, Vermilion.
I expected it to be Daria because there was someone waiting, but I didn’t expect Vermillion to be there either.
In fact, the three brother-in-law, as well as the teacher.
It means that all the priests and acquaintances have gathered.
Vermilion, who was examining Russell’s whole body, twisted his head.
“The wounds on my body seem to have healed, but…”
he said, touching Russell’s shoulders and pectoralis major.
“For some reason, you seem smaller than when I saw you before. Is it my delusion?”
If you’ve seen it before, you’re talking about at the academy.
Since then, I haven’t neglected my training, so it’s possible that I’ve gotten stronger, but I can’t have gotten smaller.
That’s why – yes, it’s an illusion.
Quicker than he could say, he grabbed Russell’s hand.
“It seems that priests need special training. Whenever I have time, I will have to go ironing with me.”
First, why is it that the death penalty is not able to be ironed every time I see it?
Russell’s eyes trembled.
In the end, it was Daria who stepped out.
“Don’t talk nonsense. Are you going to make your youngest priest the same size as a bear?”
She slapped Vermillion’s back with the palm of her hand.
‘Oops. Master. Seeing that your strength has weakened a lot, you need to supplement with some protein.’
“Truck. You must earn another hawk.”
In the end, Daria hit Vermillion’s back with her palm once again.
Following.
“Now then, Saddam ends here…
”
He returned to his seat and buried himself.
He said, recommending each seat to Russell and Hubert Vermillion.
“Then let’s listen to our youngest son’s story from now on.”
How should I boast to the old man, the owner of the window tower, so that rumors spread that I boasted well?
It was a face that clearly showed his thoughts.
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