202. Jager (2)
#202
“This kid…”
Ronan raised his eyebrows. He was definitely a guy I had dealt with in a past life. Having succeeded in salvaging his memories from his time as a punitive soldier he muttered in an absurd voice.
“It’s dog food…?”
It was definitely true. He was such an insignificant guy that he even forgot his name for a moment but he was definitely someone he knew. One-eyed tiger Jayger. He was the leader of a group of bandits operating near the Tukan Plateau.
Ronan annihilated the Jager gang without anyone’s help at the time. It feels like a pastime to do before lunch. The bandits numbering at most twenty were all a ragtag bunch but the worst was none other than Jager.
He said ‘I begged for his life and when I did he tried to stab me in the back.’
Even now thinking about it makes me laugh. Maybe Jaifa’s little finger is stronger than this idiot. Ronan remembered the ugly appearance of Jager who lost his weapon in one hit and begged for his life and the feeling of peeling off his skin alive as he repaid his favor. Ronan tilted his head.
“This shit…is this tiger really Jager?”
“okay. Ambitious to bring about the canine night once again. “It’s actually because of him that I didn’t return to Phileon and the reason I didn’t lift the curse of becoming a human being.”
“Night of the Fangs.”
Ronan twisted his lips at the word he had already heard several times. It seemed like I had discovered the root of the incident. The smile suddenly disappeared from Adeshan’s face.
“what?”
“Are you awake?”
“huh….”
Ade Shan nodded his head. The breath I exhaled still had a sweet vanilla scent. After washing off her drunkenness with her dry face she faced her three creats.
“professor. “Please explain in detail.”
“I think so. “It’s…a little heavy on the eyes.”
The intimidated Secret’s tail slowly lowered. An indescribable murderousness was creeping out from inside her gray eyes. She said Ade Shan and she hurriedly closed her eyes.
“Oh I’m sorry.”
“no. Do you think the position of student council president gave you that kind of charisma? So this guy named Jager…”
Secret’s explanation continued. Jager. To be exact Jager Urotan was a weretiger beastman who claimed to be the successor to Zyfa.
He said that Jayger who has recently expanded his power explosively is trying to invade the empire again by rallying nearby beastman tribes including the Tucan Plateau.
It was said that he was inciting the prisoners with ideas that stimulated racial superiority and local sentiment and was plundering nearby villages and cities and kidnapping talented people such as blacksmiths in order to expand his military. As expected Ronan frowned at her as the figure was so different from her memories of her previous life.
‘How did such an idiot become a big deal?’
No matter how much you think about it he was an unremarkable guy. Even though it was a short encounter he was able to grasp his bowl-sized skills. All he has to say is that he looks more like a flyer model than a leader with a charismatic face.
An intuition crossed my mind that something was going wrong. Ronan put the paper down on the bed and asked again.
“Well I like it. Then…what do you mean by seaweed research?”
“That is also a serious problem. Recently a curse has been placed on the territory of nearby indigenous people. “It’s a curse with a nasty twist so we’re working on a way to deal with it more efficiently.”
Secret spoke about the tragedies that have unfolded in recent months. Someone was placing a curse on the beastman tribes living in the Tukan Plateau specifically the land on which they settled.
A rumor was spreading among the natives that this was something the imperial army had done to exterminate the northern beastmen. curse. Curse me. Ronan suddenly remembered the group of thieves from last night and shrugged his eyebrows.
“…Is that curse a curse that will cause birth to deformed babies? Life expectancy is getting shorter.”
“huh? “How did you know that?”
“Yesterday I met some people who seemed to be victims of that curse.”
Ronan briefly explained the events of last night’s attack. Werewolves turned into monsters like those seen in hell. The cries of prisoners cursing humans with hatred. I didn’t know they were related to Secret.
“Is that really what humans did?”
“I don’t know about that either. Anyway that curse also contributes greatly to increasing Jager’s power. “Because the idea of hating humans is the same.”
It was indeed a bigger problem than I thought. If the curse of unknown origin continued the natives would naturally try to join Jager’s divine beast union. Now I could understand why Secret did not return to Phileon right away. Ronan said.
“That’s why you were trying to figure out their home base.”
“okay. Even if I report to His Majesty the Emperor I will have to wait a while longer for the Imperial Army to arrive. “I was going to contact them after finding their heart.”
“Oh my god this is why I hate furry people.”
Ronan clicked his tongue. As Secret said time was the issue. In order to suppress these rebels early it was important to capture the ringleaders. Because it is an organization where the importance of the head is exceptionally great.
However if the imperial army was called in hastily there was a possibility that things could go astray. The long distance to Rundalian was also a problem but it also had the potential to force Jager and his leadership who were carrying out a guerrilla strategy to hide even deeper.
The imperial army was strong but the northern part was large and it was impossible to allocate enough power to a single Jager to comb the entire snow-covered land. But the misfortune did not end there. Secret continued.
“Hate crimes against humans have been increasing in recent months. To be honest it is very dangerous to come to the North now. “Those thugs are on the move from Tukan Plateau to Heiran.”
“Even the fucking Heiran?”
“okay. I don’t know where the blacksmith shop you’re going to is but there’s a good chance that it’s also occupied. “There are so many of them.”
“shit.”
Ronan who was resting his palm on his forehead bit his lower lip. It was the moment when something that could have been done later turned into a task that had to be done right away. If the blacksmiths were kidnapped they had to be rescued and even if they were not kidnapped and were on a sit-in the blacksmith shop would only open if the enemies around them were cleared out.
“Anyway I’ll look into the matter here further so go back quickly. I think it would be a good idea to go to Heiran and the Sea of Ghosts at the next opportunity. They said they came with the top but it would be better to advise them to withdraw as well. “Even the Rundalians cannot be said to be completely safe anymore.”
“It’s not safe?”
“Jager’s forces are targeting the Hancheol mine located outside the city. “Until yesterday a fairly large group attacked and the soldiers barely managed to drive them out.”
“…yes?”
Ronan’s face hardened. The reason Caravel Dandan came all the way to this faraway Rundalian was to save Hancheol. He remembered Marya’s words that he would visit a mine in the country of origin during his itinerary.
‘no way.’
An ominous premonition bloomed for a moment and tightened my heart. He and Adeshan turned to each other almost simultaneously. Secret’s ears perked up at the suddenly serious atmosphere. Ronan was about to say something. Dang-! Dang-! Dang-! A loud bell rang outside the inn.
“This!”
Setrit’s fur stood up. It was a bell that only rang when there was an invasion or the city was in danger. Ronan who immediately realized the situation opened the window and jumped out.
“Ro Ronan?!”
“hey!”
Adeshan and Secret screamed. However Ronan had already spun three times and landed in a balanced manner. As he took a deep breath cold air swept through his lungs.
“Whoa…fuck.”
The entire city was in chaos. None of the residents who were busy running around looking for a safe place paid any attention to Ronan’s spectacular appearance. The giant deer on the cart were also screaming and banging their heads against the wall. The sound of the bell grew louder and pounded my eardrums.
“What is this happening again?”
“They say Jager’s men attacked the Hancheol mine. “Damn I came here yesterday and I’m not even tired of it.”
Ronan who happened to overhear the residents’ conversation narrowed his eyes. I couldn’t figure out why my bad premonitions always turned out to be right. As he closed his eyes and concentrated he began to hear the noises all around him one by one.
The sharp sounds of metal the sound of trees being crushed and the screams and cries of humans and beasts were heard through the ringing of the bell. Among them was the shouting of someone with an unusually loud voice. Ronan opened his eyes again and gritted his teeth.
“Marya.”
It was definitely Marya’s voice. Ronan turned his head towards the source of the commotion. On the west side of the city where the Hancheol Mine was located thick black smoke was rising. It was the car he used to gather mana to leap. Suddenly Adeshan’s shout was heard from behind.
“Ronan get on!”
“senior?”
Ronan’s eyes widened as he turned his head. Right behind them a huge reindeer was running with terrifying force. It was a Great Deer an animal used by northern beastmen to carry luggage.
Adeshan held the horn with one hand and held out the other to Ronan. The Great Deer’s eyes were colored a dull gray color. It seemed like he had taken control of the mind of the guy on the cart. Ronan grabbed her hand and immediately climbed onto the Great Deer’s back.
“It’s west!”
“Yeah we’re already heading there!”
She answered Ade Shan. Perhaps thanks to her ability it seemed like she could control it without having to hold the reins. The surrounding scenery whizzed by with each step the Great Deer took.
The Great Deer who was running between buildings leaping over the high stairs above the heads of residents broke through the castle gate and arrived in front of her destination the Hancheol Mine. Ronan who had also witnessed her mess frowned at her.
“this…!”
The smell of burning wood was terrible. As expected the wagons at the top of the caravel were lined up and stopped. Five or six horses were left bleeding and dead.
A thick plume of smoke was rising from a wagon engulfed in flames. The mercenaries and merchant soldiers of the city were on high alert and guarding the surroundings. The thieves were nowhere to be seen as if they had just gone into hiding. cried Ronan loudly barely able to breathe until her lungs burst.
“Come out here! “You bastards!”
Ronan jumped drawing her sword. If trouble came to Marjana Duon she would skin all the bandits alive regardless of whether this was a city of beastmen or not. She stepped onto the Great Deer’s horn and Ade Shan raised her crossbow. After looking closely at her surroundings she tilted her head.
“Wait a minute Ronan. “Something is strange.”
“yes?”
“I can’t see the enemy.”
Ronan’s eyes widened. When Adeshan said that he really meant that he could not see the enemy.
‘What does that mean?’
After calming down her excitement Ronan looked around again. She definitely had a strange vibe. The mercenaries and merchant soldiers were not tense and alert to their surroundings but were just dumbfounded with embarrassed expressions. I feel an uneasy presence but what happened? Suddenly a familiar middle-aged man caught my eye in the crowd.
“Doon!”
“Lord Ronan?! How can we get here…!”
“are you okay? “What the fuck happened?”
Ronan hurriedly scanned Duon’s movements. Only his clothes were slightly damaged but his body seemed unharmed. He made eye contact with Ronan and waved his hand.
“I don’t know either. Suddenly an argument broke out and we were fighting and the bodies of the opposing beastmen were flying upwards…!”
“stomach?”
Duon hesitated politely and pointed his index finger up into the sky. Only then did Ronan notice that there were strange shadows spread all over the floor. Ronan raised his head and frowned.
“…What is that?”
Dozens of strangely shaped lumps were floating in the air about 30 meters away. Each one was struggling so violently that it seemed like a living creature. Ronan was able to quickly realize that they were beasts that had attacked the top of Caravel.
“Beasts…?”
“Sister Ronan Adeshan. “You came!”
At that time a familiar voice was heard from not far away. Ronan lowered his gaze. A blonde girl was running carrying a huge greatsword.
Fortunately there seemed to be no injuries. Soon enough Marya stopped in front of him inhaling and exhaling her breath heavily.
“Whew…I’m dying. “It was a great run.”
“Marya. “What happened?”
“I don’t know either… Hehe we were in the middle of a fight when the thieves’ bodies suddenly appeared. “It’s been like that ever since…”
Judging by the blood on the large sword it appears that he killed several people during that time. Ronan twisted his mouth at the not particularly helpful testimony. At that time Ade Shan who was on the Great Deer’s horn looked somewhere and shouted.
“Guys over there…!”
“ok?”
Ronan and Marya turned their heads at the same time. Her finger was pointing to the roof of a mineral warehouse about 50 meters away. The two people tilted their heads.
“Is that…?”
“A girl?”
A little girl was standing on the roof. The impressive girl with long hair shining red like ruby stretched out her hand and aimed at the beastmen hovering in the air. A werebear that was floating low enough shouted at the girl in a loud voice.
“It’s your fault you rat! “I can’t solve this right now!”
“Hyaaaaa! I’m sorry. “Don’t scream!”
“Ooooooooo! “Huh waist!”
The girl who was stretching her arms shrugged her shoulders. At the same time the beastmen screamed. It seemed as if the holding power had become stronger. Hearing the girl’s voice Ronan and Marja’s eyes widened to the point of popping out.
“That’s…!”
It was a familiar voice. A lot of that too. Ronan rubbed her eyes once or twice before looking at her girl again. As expected she was someone she knew.
Why is that bastard over there? Ronan who swept his bangs as if in shock called his name.
“Yumma Asher!”
“uh?”
The girl turned her head. His eyes blinked several times as he met Ronan. It was exactly 3 seconds that passed.
“Ro Ronan? Marya?!”
Asher who belatedly recognized the two people jumped up from his place. As concentration broke the telekinetic power holding the beastmen temporarily disappeared.
“Huh…!”
The beastmen’s fur stood up stiffly. It was good to regain freedom but the place they were staying at was too high for them to overcome with agility.
Black lumps began to fall rapidly. Unfortunately Asher did not regain his composure until they crashed to the floor. bang! Quang! The congratulatory gun announcing the birth of the disabled rang out loudly.
