Chapter 139. The undead are prosperous! (6) + Holy water is the best for cleaning the undead
. Certainly, the rumor that he had no talent in martial arts seemed to be true.”
However, they did not notice because they only evaluated Arel’s appearance.
Even if it looks dry on the outside, it’s never like that on the inside.
As Arel intended, they just mistook him for a weak boy.
However, he added as if he was missing something.
“…I really can’t believe he’s only a 16-year-old boy.”
He explained his impressions with a very puzzled look on his face.
“It is only the body that is weak, but the head cannot be regarded as a mere genius.”
He continued, thinking of Arell explaining about artificial holy water at the negotiating table.
“Considering that this is my first negotiation position, it seemed like I was used to being in a position like this, with all my verbal skills.”
“???? hmm.”
The king nodded his head.
Come to think of it, I had already heard the anecdote that Arel was good at various trades and that he had worked out the skills himself while digging up information about him in the past.
“Are you not only a genius, but also a born merchant?”
Well, that’s an area that can be enough.
to some extent convincing.
“Then why is your expression dark?”
However, after seeing Arel in person, his face was extremely complex.
He hesitated for a moment, then began to tell the truth.
“I felt somehow eerie.”
“Is it creepy? What do you mean?”
“???? actually.”
He explained an anecdote about Arel testing the artificial holy water directly on the undead to demonstrate its performance.
“Is there anything strange about that?”
Isn’t it common sense enough to experiment with the undead for the development of artificial holy water?
“What bothered me was the look in the eyes of that Arel.”
“a look?”
“He somehow seemed completely uninterested in those present.”
Having spent many years in diplomacy, he was confident that he had his own eye for people.
That’s why I couldn’t help but notice it somehow.
When Arel first appeared at the negotiating table, he looked around at the envoys from each country, including himself.
‘…He must have been disappointed.’
It was a blatant disappointment.
For a moment, all the Shinigami, including him, were perplexed.
Why did he express his sudden disappointment?
Was there anything they wished for?
‘I don’t know.’
If you simply wanted something, you would have devised it to fit it as much as possible.
However, throughout the negotiations, Arel’s eyes were extremely cold.
Is it simply arrogance as a genius?
We already know that overly brilliant people tend to look down on others easily.
However, there was something fundamentally different in the eyes of the person named Arell from the arrogance of the young genius he knew.
‘…Are you thinking that the results are good?’
Whether or not they negotiated artificial holy water, perhaps Arel didn’t seem too interested in that per se.
An existence that doesn’t matter.
‘If that’s the case…
what if they really think of themselves that way?
Come to think of it, it was he who developed the weapons used in the last war.
What if he judges them to be a hindrance?
For a moment, it was creepy.
Even in situations where hundreds of thousands of undead run amok, he comes up with a solution without hesitation.
What if his talents are directed at someone with spite?
He knows this because he has spent many years in negotiations and diplomacy.
What would happen if that kind of human being judged them as enemies even once?
“Your Majesty, maybe we should continue to keep an eye on him.”
“Aren’t you already watching?
or not?”
The king of the kingdom of Damaniel noticed the meaning of what he was trying to say.
“Are you saying don’t go against his will?”
“Maybe.”
“Why is it necessary to pay so much attention to a single prince?”
“His talent is too great for a mediocre prince.”
Maybe sometime later… or at a time not too far away, the same crisis as now may come again.
What if Arel’s performance stands out even then?
that can’t be helped
It is impossible for them to interfere with his actions now.
But if you go against his heart.
That the blade of that talent points directly to this place.
Or what if his favor goes out of favor?
Such a future must be avoided.
“Why don’t you think of it as ‘don’t get caught in the eyes of a monster’ rather than a mere prince?”
“…Let’s remember that.”
A servant who advises the king of one country not to disobey the prince of another country.
It’s normal to be angry, though.
It wasn’t that I couldn’t understand his feelings, I just listened in silence.
Since I’ve already tasted the bitter taste of war, I must think otherwise.
“Anyway, now we have to pay attention to the undead, not the prince.”
We can slowly discuss how to keep an eye on Arel in the future.
First of all, it was urgent to overcome the immediate crisis.
Holy water is best for cleaning the undead (1) Exactly after five days.
The artificial holy water produced by Arell was supplied to each country in the amount as previously traded without any shortage.
Anxiety about whether it would be possible to supply the necessary artificial holy water in just five days leaked out little by little.
However, Arel mass-produced enough artificial holy water and sent it to them.
“I sent it exactly without lacking a single drop.”
The artificial holy water that was delivered in that way.
Each country quickly organized troops to drive out the undead, instructed them to use the holy water, and sent them straight to the front.
On the southeast border of Ernesia Kingdom, there is a small country called the Principality of Cretchen.
It was just a small country that had nothing to do with the last war.
Unluckily, tens of thousands of undead troops were facing a tragedy because they existed at a fairly close distance from the previous battlefield.
Sue Lepen, a young knight on duty at the border, calmed his rough breath and looked around.
A large number of undead in front.
Allies desperately behind them to stop the undead.
Currently, they desperately squeezed all their strength and barely managed to hold on.
Not only himself, but the faces of his allies were already filled with heavy fatigue.
And it’s tinged with a faint fear.
His nose was paralyzed by the stench from the undead already, so he couldn’t even smell it properly.
“…If it continues like this, it’s only a matter of time before it breaks through.”
At first, the castle wall was firmly locked, and they endured through a sit-in.
The undead gathered in an instant and climbed the wall, using each other’s bodies as footholds.
Since it was an immortal body, there was no way to stop their invasion no matter what.
In the end, the only thing left to do was to directly confront the undead that had climbed up and prevent them from allowing intrusion somehow.
If it was an army of another powerful country, it could last for several months if it somehow managed to hold on.
They are relatively weak and will collapse in the next few days.
If that happens, it’s over.
At once, the undead would flood endlessly, including the borders, and at least one small country would be swallowed up at once.
‘Is it wrong?’
He was now judging that it was the limit.
At that time, the support unit brought artificial holy water.
He was shocked to see the buckets of holy water they were carrying.
“Seo Sung-soo? Are all these waters holy water?”
Come to think of it, I had heard rumors that Ernesia Kingdom provided artificially developed holy water.
Does that mean it was true?
“You may not believe it, but they are all holy water.
Of course, the effect will have to be tested now.”
“Come on, let’s try it!”
I urged with the feeling of grabbing at least a straw.
First, a platoon formed to test its efficacy charged toward the undead.
“Don’t be afraid and charge!”
Since they had not yet confirmed the effect of the artificial holy water with their own eyes in actual battle, they jumped into the undead group with the determination to die in battle.
Then, they beat the undead one after another with sticks and maces.
It was because stabbing with a sword or spear would not kill them, so a blunt weapon that broke bones was more effective.
After the knights skillfully broke the momentum of the undead, it was the turn of the second group.
“Use artificial holy water!”
What they are holding is often a watering can used by gardeners to water their flower beds.
It’s funny, but there is no tool more suitable for the act of sprinkling holy water.
Let’s sprinkle the amount of artificial holy water we ordered in advance on the fallen undead.
oh oh oh oh oh oh!
The undead were being purified one by one, screaming out the painful screams characteristic of the dead.
“It really works!”
“With this, I can drive out those damn undead guys!”
Morale soared at once.
As soon as the effectiveness of the artificial holy water was proven, the units carrying the artificial holy water were reinforced one after another.
They began to drive out the undead smoothly.
“Even though he’s a prince from a foreign country, he can’t help but be grateful…
I’d like to thank the royal family from another country, but anyway, there are only knights and soldiers like them here.
The important thing is that they can protect their homeland and people with this.
Only that fact matters.
He quietly offered a prayer of thanks to Arell.
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Different countries have different methods of using artificial holy water.
From knights charging with watering cans to using large-scale teleportation magic in cooperation with wizards, they began to use artificial holy water in their own ways, such as pouring artificial holy water over their heads to purify it.
Among them, the Kingdom of Ernesia was using artificial holy water against the undead in a somewhat unusual way…
“The first group of artificial holy grenades was loaded!”
At the command of the border unit commander, the soldiers moved quickly and began preparations.
Arranged on top of the castle wall is a large, continuous-firing crossbow used in the previous war.
Originally, it was a weapon managed by the royal palace, but it was permitted to be used to solve this situation.
However, what they loaded this time was not something like special iron arrows.
artificial starburst.
The name may be plausible, but in reality, a wooden arrow the size of an existing large arrow is hollowed out and filled with artificial holy water.
They started loading arrows one by one.
There was no point in feeding the undead iron arrows.
The purpose of bringing out the large crossbow was to blow this wooden bucket.
It was a bit risky to go directly and sprinkle holy water on the undead.
That’s why Arelbon, who developed this crossbow, personally suggested a plan to use it once again.
“What do you go and sprinkle? You can hit it long distance with this, right?”
Having said that, I suggested this method.
When a bucket blown in this way is hit by an undead, the bucket is shattered and the holy water contained in it is poured over.
There was a certain distance, so there was no need to worry about being surrounded by the undead.
Even a melee attack from a distance is enough to drive them away.
“launch!!”
At the signal, the large crossbows began to eject buckets of water all at once.
Papa papa papa papa!
Due to the strength of the bucket, the rate of fire was reduced to less than half, but the baptism of the bucket flying with terrifying momentum was truly spectacular.
It was ironic that even a faint rainbow could be seen when the water was scattered everywhere.
