Return of The Legend Chapter 510

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# 510

The legend of regression,

chapter 510. War (2)

D-Ring Follow me, follow me, follow me, follow me~♫.

A gentle guitar melody rang out.

A castle in another world where the sun sets.

I played the guitar on top of the watchtower with the highest tolerance where no one came.

For some reason, A Space accepted the guitar without hesitation.

It seemed that A-space also recognized a luxury guitar that was made by hand and has traces of time intact.

The guitar melody resounding in the red sunlight has a delicate sadness.

Known as a masterpiece, ‘Memories of the Alhambra.’

It was once glorious, but it seemed that the desperate pain left by the king of the Alhambra Palace, who was defeated in the war, was felt as it was.

The emotions of recalling the splendid past were put into the melody.

I was the king’s heart now.

Someone might ask if I have time to sit down and play the guitar like this, but the beautiful sound was comforting.

My heart calmed down.

War was an inevitable choice.

I couldn’t accept the surrender demanded by the Marquis of Aradon de Junen.

The moment this industry surrendered, I had to live like a servant bowing my head for the rest of my life.

Even if he died, he didn’t like it.

Having destroyed a baron named Russell, I expected that the marquis would not stand still.

News of the war came on the wind.

This neighborhood was a place where honor and pride were worshiped like life.

A war on fire is unavoidable.

The owner of the Alhambra, who returned to Africa by boat, thinking of the splendid past.

His situation was no different from mine.

It wasn’t a job for me to lose weight on my own.

But now I couldn’t do that.

Smoke rose from every house in the distance.

This continent has entered the chilly fall.

The smell of baking bread and cooking soup spread to my inner self.

The children who had not entered the house yet ran screaming all over the outer castle.

The mercenaries who became Young Ji-min were also seen walking into the bar arm in arm.

On the outer wall, bonfires placed by soldiers were lit one by one to prepare for nighttime intruders.

I couldn’t throw them all away.

They were people who believed in me and lived a peaceful life.

I didn’t know for what reason I came to this unfamiliar place, but this seemed like an arrangement from the gods.

So I had to keep it.

There was no moment where every moment was not a crisis, but this time the atmosphere was a bit different.

If you are a marquis, you will bring at least tens of thousands of troops.

It was obvious that they would attack with real knights and even magicians, preparing an unexpected force.

Tiri-ri-ring…♪.

The guitar playing is over.

“…Becker.”

Calling my name, Arin approached me.

She walks with her robe hat on.

Sararak.

In front of me, he showed the scars on his face without hesitation.

“Was it hard to hear?”

I looked at Arin and asked.

“It’s the first time I’ve heard it. What is the name of that instrument?”

“It’s called the guitar.”

“It’s like a wooden harp. nice to hear I was sad but happy.”

The sound was exceptionally rich and good because I played it with my inner strength.

“I’m glad.”

“Becker…”

Arin called me once more.

“cheer up. You can. I believe.”

Arin’s eyes are filled with trust.

“It should be.”

Seruk.

Arin naturally came into my arms.

She is my strength more than anyone else in an unfamiliar world.

Carefully and lovingly hugged Arin.

At least here, I was, after all, Count Jean Becker.

A real head of household who is responsible for the lives of thousands of people.

Arin was also a precious relationship that I had to be responsible for.

with Sara Lara.

The wind blew.

I embraced Arin with all my heart, feeling the cold evening energy blowing over the castle wall as if it were scattering.

This cold wind blowing from the north.

It seemed that the arrival of autumn would lead to winter sooner than expected.

***

“War… War.”

Carmon, the head of the Jubeth Merchant, kept muttering.

Ominous news came from Becker Manor, where a lot of investment was being made.

“It seems that the Marquis of Aradon has made up his mind. It is said that he delivered the flag to all the subordinate families.”

“It is a war. It’s not just a land war, it’s an expression of the will to stop the seed of Becker’s land!”

“Even now, it’s not too late. It’s a pity, but we have to withdraw the company from the Becker estate.”

Most of the top stockholders who attended the meeting demanded the withdrawal of the top line.

Objectively, it was a power difference that was absolutely biased on one side.

If it was a territory war of the same level, only the ability of Lord Becker that had been revealed so far could be seen.

However, it was the family of the Marquis of Aradon, which was of the kingdom level.

All the merchants knew that they had been secretly hoarding their strength in order to become a kingdom.

This meant that war materials had been faithfully accumulated.

Under his command, the 7th Circle wizards had the Elemental Weaver Knights.

The Becker estate was almost certain to be shattered the moment it collided with them.

“Hmm…”

Calmon Sangjuju groaned.

It was a moment of really difficult choice.

Thanks to Lord Becker, the Jubes Merchant Company made a huge profit.

Dwarven and elven goods that only Lord Becker could supply were welcomed by nobles and wizards.

The level of profit that could be obtained by selling such leather or grain was different.

A wagon of dwarf dishes made a bigger profit than hundreds of wagons of wheat.

Thanks to that, the Juves top team showed their dominance by beating the competing top teams.

“There is nothing more to think about, Lord. We need to call Sabina and other merchants.”

“You have to make a decision quickly.”

“Didn’t you just hear that the jockey families of the marquis family were dispatched to the army! There is no more time to linger!”

“I won’t just leave the enraged Marquis just because it’s a top rank. I wonder if it’s a priest of the temple…”

“The slave corps contracted with the marquis is also on the move. Dangerous!”

Since it was at the top, information flowed in from all directions.

When you have to make a decision that can no longer be postponed.

“…stay as it is.”

“yes???”

“What is that…?”

The high-ranking merchants were puzzled by the unexpected choice of the top liquor of Calmon.

It was an absurd decision.

Although the authority of the Sangdan State was strong, the Sangdan meeting was a strict consultative body.

It was a strictly enacted rule to prevent the upper ranks from falling into self-righteousness and ruining the upper ranks.

However, the upper management ignored that and made an arbitrary decision.

“If the Becker manor collapses, I will give up the top county seat.”

“!!!”

More exaggerated words followed.

It was Calmon who started as a 5th class merchant and rose to the top of the list.

The reputation of the Jubes Merchant Company was not small enough to be called the Calmon Merchant Merchant.

But unlike Calmon, he jumped into the gambling table.

At 80 years old, he was so strong that it was unbelievable.

“I don’t know why, but my gut tells me. This war… I don’t think Marquis Aradon will ever be in the favor.”

The intuition that the head of the Kalmon store is talking about.

“…..”

At his words, the merchants were silent.

Occasionally, in absurd situations, there were times when he made huge gains or avoided risks with the judgment of the top lord of Calmon.

A crystal of Kalmon Sangju, said to be blessed by the golden god Duera.

Once again, that keen sense of the upper class of Kalmon was invoked.

“Before the arrival of the Marquis of Aradon… to supply various items, including the military supplies requested by Count Becker… This is an express order issued by the head of the merchant guild.”

Calmon’s top drink that definitely throws gambling cards that can’t be collected.

“I will do it!”

Merchants bowed their heads.

Merchants who have to follow as much as it is a gambling card thrown with the top bet.

I had no choice but to pray that this war would end safely with the help of the gods.

***

“Hey!”

Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo.

drove the horse

“Yap!”

At the side, Arin also rode the horse.

The request for reinforcements has been decided.

It was a decision that had been made since the battle with Baron Lubeck.

Lightening magic was applied to the horse.

The less fatigued horse ran much faster than usual.

I had to cross manor and manor.

After quenching her throat with holy water, she used healing magic to loosen the muscles of her whole body.

The horse, which was in the best condition, ran without hesitation and crossed the territory.

The Jubes upper ranks delivered the news that the Marquis of Aradon had dispatched to the front west.

It was expected that it would take about two weeks as the infantry was leading the attack.

He had to enlist the help of an army in it.

He headed for the Marquis of Cairu de Debor, the only one in the area who could keep the Marquis of Aradon in check.

The knights stopped him from going instead.

It was a sound that would not even be eaten by them.

Even if I, the lord, visited him personally, the chances of acceptance were low.

Still, I had to run.

It was not a battle that I could respond to alone.

It was literally a war.

It was a war in which even if you won the battle, you would lose the moment the Marquis army crossed the wall.

I couldn’t stop ten with one hand.

Arin also volunteered to accompany me.

An emergency fell on the manor.

All men in the estate were given weapons.

They did not run away even in front of the marquis family.

They knew better that this was their final resting place.

I ran and ran through a territory that seemed to have no end in sight.

The land was wider than I thought.

He knew the map and ran the shortest distance, but it took four days to reach Marquis Debord.

And…

I saw a huge castle standing majesticly on a hill in the distance.

The castle of the Marquis of Debord, which was once a kingdom.

The Marquis, several times taller than Becker Castle, seemed to greet me with arrogance.

“Hey!”

sped up

If the Marquis of Aradon had sent a detached team with a brilliant mind, the territory could have been ruined before I went back.

***

“The owner of Versha Castle came to visit?”

“It is. Lord.”

The old noble Marquis Kairu received a report from his vassal.

It was late afternoon.

I heard the news that the Marquis of Aradon de Jeunen had sent troops to kill a man named Becker who had occupied Versha Castle.

It was after a meeting with the retainers.

The Marquis of Aradon was the family’s enemy, so he tried to judge this opportunity.

However, all of his vassals opposed the dispatch.

He had no acquaintance with the owner of Versailles Castle.

Rather than jumping into a losing war for nothing, there were many opinions to aim after the war.

The Marquis of Cairu agreed.

He had to share the sword with the Marquis of Aradon, who betrayed his family.

There was no need to see useless blood beforehand.

In such a situation, the owner of Versailles Castle came to visit.

Knock knock.

Marquis Kairu, who was sitting on the seat of power in the center of the hall, jumped on the beat, waving his fingers.

got into trouble

“Shall I kick you out?”

“Let it in. He is the one who ran from afar to meet me. It is also polite to serve them a meal.”

Although they could not become reinforcements, Marquis Kairu was not cruel enough to expel them.

“All right.”

The vassal lowered his head and went out.

And after a while, the door to the hall opened and two men and women entered.

‘Huh?’

The Marquis of Kairu admired the man entering the hall.

The black hair was a particularly impressive knight.

The eyes shone like torches.

Even in the face of danger, he did not yield at all.

At first glance, it was a great article.

It was understandable that the Marquis of Aradon had participated in the war with all his might.

“Count Becker Jean greets his Excellency, Marquis Cairu de Debord in the name of Jupiro, the god of fate.”

Earl Becker Jean slightly bowed his head in the etiquette of an aristocratic family.

Every action was neat.

“You had a lot of trouble coming this far.”

Marquis Kairu naturally put a smile on his lips.

Since he had no descendants, he was happy to see a young knight full of ambition.

If I had only one son so dignified, I wouldn’t have wished for it.

“Thank you for your hospitality.”

“…We know that your estate is in trouble. However, the lord of Bonn declares in advance that he cannot help. It’s a pity, but I think it would be better to have dinner and leave early tomorrow morning.”

It was the Marquis of Kairu who didn’t want sparks flying in the Marquis’ Territory.

I was reluctant and got to the point right away.

“…”

Count Becker bit his lip.

I’m sorry, but I couldn’t help it.

Politics has always needed a justification.

If Count Becker Jean had become a vassal of the marquise’s family long ago, he would have had a justification for participating in the war, but now it was too late.

It took several days to turn the flags around each family.

Before that, the Becker estate will be destroyed.

Tboob.

At that time, a woman in a robe next to Knight Becker stepped forward.

“It’s rude!”

Approaching a noble without permission was considered an assassin.

The knights in the hall widened their eyes.

The momentum to run towards the woman right away.

Swoop.

Without even lifting her robe hat, the woman put her right hand forward.

“???”

The moment everyone’s eyes are on.

Aaaaaaaaaa.

Suddenly, a golden light burst from the ring on her finger, creating a huge shadow in the air.

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Return of The Legend

Return of The Legend

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Status: Completed
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