Episode 244
Tiller headed to the front as soon as he left the conference room.
“What did you call me for?”
Vice-captain Hakyll, who was guarding the deck, approached with a smile.
“Things got messed up.”
Tiller glanced back and frowned.
“I found out the place where Raon Sieghart hid the Chengru tribe.”
“That’s what…”
Hakyll’s eyes widened.
‘Doesn’t make sense?’
The place where the Qingru tribe was hidden was a corner that no one would go to, and they were even ordered to never come out. I didn’t understand that the location was discovered.
“Aren’t you mistaken?”
“I’m sure it says it’s between the Ravel River and the Gazelle River.”
Tiller shook his head resolutely.
‘There’s no way a guy like that would make a mistake.’
There’s no way that a human like Raon wouldn’t have checked the most important thing. It’s a stupid idea to want him to get it wrong here.
“What the hell happened?”
“In there…”
Tiller recounted the conversation in the meeting room to Hackil.
“How could he…”
Hakyll furrowed his brows incomprehension.
“The reason doesn’t matter now.”
Tiller clicked his tongue briefly.
‘I got hit right.’
In a war fought verbally, who knows more and prepares more determines victory or defeat. Since I came without knowing anything, I had no choice but to be eaten by that young bastard this time.
“Then what are you going to do?”
“There are things they don’t even know.”
“ah! Reception seat!”
“Because Raon must be wary of me. You take orders from the reception desk. Do not come out to the Qingru tribe and tell them to hide unconditionally. After that… no!”
Tiller shook his head and thrust his face into Hackil.
“five. Send me five or so.”
“Five?”
“You made a bet on who would catch more Qingru. If I kill five of the Qinglou tribe and the rest escape, Doran Village will be eaten for free.”
Even if Raon prepared well, there is no way to know about the receiving seat. If you control the Qingru from the receiving seat, you can easily win the bet.
‘Rather, it went well.’
If you finish this job well, you will be able to eat Doran Village without wasting the Qingru tribe, and you will be able to get your hands on the Yuin Village as well.
“You dug my grave. Raon Sieghart.”
Tiller smiled as he looked down at Raon and Gwangpungdan as they approached the ship.
“Let’s make sure the Gazelle River eats well.”
* * *
Before getting on the boat, Raon saw the sunken bow. No one knows, but Rimmer and Garam were hiding down there now.
[Are you laughing?]
Rimer’s aura message flowed from under the water.
[Laughter comes out while basking in the warm sunlight after putting the sober and master in the water?]
Looking at the direction of the message coming, it seemed that he was lying on his stomach like a sucker shark.
[Laughter comes out because Danju is reassuring.]
[You’re laughing! Because of you, I…]
[Gold coins.]
[Ugh!]
As soon as the word gold coins came out, Rimmer shut his mouth.
[Garam! The scariest thing in the human world is gold, not swords. gold! Be careful with money!]
Rimer sent a message to himself and Garam at the same time with a mysterious skill.
Garam seemed to nod his head instead of answering.
[People say that no matter how old or young, if you don’t have money, you’ll be shabby! look at my form I’m getting older… so much!]
[I’m sure you’ll take care of it properly when it’s over.]
[Oh? Really?]
[Thank you very much.]
Raon lowered his head very slightly as if to clear his throat.
[Oh no!]
Even if Rimer seems light-hearted, he’s someone who will do what he asks for. I trusted more than anyone else.
Raon pictured Garam comforting Limer, then got on Tiller’s front spear with Gwangpungdan.
‘It’s bigger than I thought.’
The deck is larger and more ornate than when viewed from below. It seemed to see a warship, not a ship of the enemy.
“Wow!”
“It is very big.”
“This is the front of the North and South Alliance…”
The Gwangpungdan swordsmen exclaimed and scanned this place with their eyes. Actually, I’m not really impressed. I’m looking at the entire ship so that I can prepare for a battle here.
“How is my stomach?”
As Raon was exploring the deck of the white spear like the others, Tiller approached with a smile.
“I’m worried that you won’t be noticed by the Seolhwa Swordsman.”
“It is a gorgeous and stylish front line. However, it is quite small compared to the fame of the Blue Hyup.”
“I can’t help it because my position in the league isn’t that high.”
I provoked him by saying that his stomach was a little small, but Tiller smiled gently. Rather, he even solved the story of his small position.
Raon smiled lightly at Tiller’s reaction.
‘I found my composure.’
The reason why Tiller has such a relaxed complexion is because he thinks he can win the bet by manipulating the Blue Lou tribe in the receiving seat.
‘I’ll use the reception desk to lure out a few members of the Qingru tribe.’
It was clear that he intended to end the bet by bringing about three to six Chengru tribes to the reception desk and ordering the rest to hide, catching them alone.
‘It’s too obvious.’
From the time I thought about this operation, I had predicted Tiller’s movements, so it was obvious what he was thinking.
‘Because you wouldn’t imagine that I would know the receiving seat.’
Thanks to the information Garam gave me, this bet. No, the winner of this war was decided from the beginning.
“It is not high. He rose to master status with the nickname Paranghyeop, but you are so humble.”
Raon praised Tiller and opened the sea of senses with Glacia.
‘Then who will move?’
Tiller is in command and will not leave the deck. In order to give orders to the receiving seat, you have to be within sight of the Qingru tribe, so you must have hidden it inside the ship and move it for someone else to use.
‘author.’
A middle-aged man with a sturdy build was looking here and there as if checking his stomach. That man seemed to be the ship’s vice-captain, Hakkeel.
‘The appearance is as I’ve heard.’
He was said to be a man with a strong build but eyes like snakes, but the appearance matched. It was most likely that man who would operate the receiving seat instead of the tiller.
“It feels good to think that I don’t have to look like the Qinglou Tribe anymore.”
Tiller muttered that he would be at ease and laughed.
“yes. The monster will be gone now.”
Raon nodded, clearly remembering Hakyll’s presence.
“Raise anchor!”
“Raise anchor!”
“Departure!”
At Tiller’s cry, all the pirates chanted back and launched the ship.
Koo-goo-goo-goo!
The huge ship moved, but the shaking was not great. Looking at the mana felt throughout the ship, it seemed that there was magic that could withstand the waves.
“By the way, do we need to come all the way to that ship?”
Tiller pointed to the merchant ships from Doran Village following the line. The boat, which was as big as the front line, was filled with the village chief and villagers.
“I’m sure there aren’t any charlatans among us who won’t admit defeat.”
“Rather than betting, I wanted to show them how to get rid of the ‘monster’ because they worked hard.”
“This is more cruel than I thought.”
“Maybe.”
Raon smiled lightly. Not for that reason, of course. It was to let the villagers know what Tiller and the North and South Alliance were like.
‘Because this ship has to disappear.’
After dealing with the tiller, I was planning to break this wire, so that merchant ship had to follow.
…
The residence of the Qingru tribe, which Garam told me about, was not too far away. As I was checking my plan, I had arrived at the place before I knew it.
“Are you here?”
“yes.”
Raon pointed to an estuary full of sharp rocks, making it difficult for large ships to enter.
“For now, the Qingru tribe is nowhere to be seen. Are you really in there?”
At the same time as Tiller’s words, Hackyl, who had made a point, began to move to the captain’s office.
It moves as expected, but not like this. You have to scare all the opponents, including Tiller and Hakkiel.
“of course. Dorian.”
Raon called Dorian aside before the man moved.
“Take it out.”
“yep!”
Dorian came over and put his hand in his belly pocket. A white orb the size of a human head protruded from his slightly round grip.
“uh?”
“Huh!”
Tiller and Hackyl, who opened the door to the captain’s cabin, groaned at the same time.
“Where did you get this?”
Tiller trembled his chin, unable to hide his emotions.
“This item was given to me by the person who told me about this place.”
Raon smiled while receiving a fake receiving seat from Dorian.
“They said that with this bead, they would be able to take out the Qingru tribe.”
“Who who…”
“I don’t know either. He was a small man in a black robe, but his speech was slurred. However, I couldn’t believe it because he showed me how to control the Qingru tribe. Considering the strong energy of the water, it might not be human…”
“Kuh…”
Tiller’s expression distorted like a crumpled piece of paper.
‘I must have remembered it.’
Now, the question of Garam’s survival and whether this is a real receiver must have been deeply embedded in Tiller’s mind. It was decided how he would move.
“Then would you like to move?”
“I see.”
Raon pushed the fake receiving seat toward the river and operated Glacia. The reception stone flashed white and blue mana spread out.
Bugggg!
Foam rose between the sharp rocks, and dozens of Qingru tribes appeared at once.
“Huh!”
“Ji really came out!”
“Really!”
“What the hell is that bead?!”
The villagers of Doran, who were on board the merchant ship, really opened their mouths when they saw the Chengru tribe.
“ah!”
“Heo-eok…”
“Mi-crazy…”
Tiller and the bandits looked at each other as if their souls had gone out of their minds.
‘Garam did a good job.’
This is Garam’s ability, not the receiver’s power. He had taken out the Blue Clover from the floor.
Through the ring of fire, Raon understood that Tiller’s aura was moving minutely. It was clear he was directing Hackyl to find a reception desk quickly.
‘It’s just starting.’
* * *
Tiller swallowed dryly as he looked at the receiving seat in Raon’s hand.
‘It’s the reception desk. It’s a real receiving seat.’
He didn’t seem to know how to use it properly, but that receiving seat was real.
[Hacky! When did you check the reception desk!]
I immediately sent a message to Hakyl to come to me with my trembling hands tightened.
[I checked the day before yesterday.]
[Go now! I wonder if that guy stole the receiving seat right away. Or check if that is the second receiving seat!]
[If there is, what should I do…]
[If there is, give the order as planned! Send five to me and tell the rest to run and hide upstream in the Gazelle River!]
[Ah, I see!]
As soon as Hackler heard Tiller’s instructions, he went into the captain’s office. After opening the floor hatch silently, I climbed down the ladder to the bottom and opened the round door.
“Kiik…”
“Kiaa…”
Inside the cages, the young Cheongru tribe were locked in cages, but perhaps because they couldn’t reach the water, their scales were all raised and their flesh split like a droughty rice field.
“Shut up!”
Hackyl spat curses at the young Blue Cliffs and then approached the wall. As he tapped the wall here and there with his finger, the wall split in half, revealing the gold coins and jewels inside.
He looked at the clear orb in the middle, not paying attention to anything else. Blue air currents swayed in the beads.
“there is! Then what he has is…”
“Fake.”
“What what… Creepy!”
Hearing the languid voice from behind, Hackyl hurriedly tried to turn around, but the opponent was faster.
Pucak!
A cold, shining blade protruded from his left chest.
“Ouch…”
Hakyll coughed up blood and turned his head away. The red-haired elf smiled and waved.
“When will you follow me…”
“Since you opened the hatch.”
Rimer twisted the sword that had been driven into Hackil’s heart.
“Keep it off!”
“Raon. Just as the damn guy thought, both you and Tiller were flustered and didn’t notice me, but I quietly followed you, guided by you.”
“Damn it…”
Hakkiel collapsed on the dry floor, clutching his chest, unable to resist once.
“Tsk.”
Rimer frowned as he saw the young Chengru tribe trembling inside the cage. Every time the body was shaken, dry scales fell and green ooze flowed from the cracked skin.
“Trash bastards.”
Garam said that the Qinglu people cherish children. It was clear that the young Cheongru tribe was kept here as hostages in case there was a problem with the reception desk.
‘It reminds me of dirty memories.’
Seeing the eyes of the young Qingru Tribe, full of fear and despair, reminded them of the first time they came out to the human world.
“Everyone back off.”
At Rimer’s gesture, the Blue Cliffs shrank.
Chaaaaang!
As he lightly swung his sword, the entrance of the barricade cracked like tofu.
“Ki…”
“Ki…”
The frightened Qinglou tribe widened their eyes when they saw that the entrance was open.
“It is time to go home.”
Rimer took the real receiving seat from inside the warehouse and smiled at the bewildered Chengru.
“Before…”
He glanced at the glittering jewels behind him and licked his lips.
“Can I just take a few gold coins?”
If you don’t have money, it’s
sad
…
‘My head must be complicated.’
My head is about to explode with mixed questions such as whether this is the real receiving seat or the second receiving seat, whether Garam is alive, or what Garam told me.
‘And what’s most frustrating.’
Lost contact with Hakyll. He must have given orders to the reception desk and come back, but he must have gone mad because he didn’t come back.
Tuung.
There was a loud echo that everyone felt inside the ship. It was Rimer’s signal that it was over.
“That was just…”
“Tiller. Actually, there’s one more thing I’ve heard about this marble.”
Raon felt that it was time to start this way too and spoke to Tiller.
“Did you hear that?”
Tiller’s expression was so full of uneasiness that anyone could tell.
“They say that if you break this marble in front of the Qingru tribe, everyone will stop breathing.”
“It’s ridiculous…”
“There’s nothing to lose, so let’s try it.”
“for a moment!”
Raon threw the fake receiver into the air. As I was about to draw my sword to slash, Tiller hurriedly jumped up and grabbed the receiving seat.
“Maybe there are other ways to use it!”
He turned around in the air, hugging the receiving seat. This too was an expected move.
right!
Raon snapped his fingers.
Aaaaaang!
The fake receiving seat exploded, covering Tiller’s body with cold.
Deuk Deuk!
Like a master, he used his aura at that moment to prevent his skin from freezing, but his clothes and equipment were all broken.
“You…”
Tiller gnashed his teeth, smashing the few remaining pieces of the fake reception stone.
“It’s ridiculous that you’re rushing to catch a bomb.”
Raon turned his head to one side and snorted.
“As long as you don’t go crazy attacking me…”
“It’s not over yet.”
As soon as those words were finished, a huge shock occurred in the center of the front line.
Aaaaaang!
The lower part of the front line mercilessly exploded and Rimer appeared.
“Hey Chief! Get close to the boat!”
He gestured to the village chief and Doran villagers, who were still unsure of what was going on.
“What the hell is this…”
“What happened?”
“Why is Rimer-sama over there…”
“How is it?”
Rimer used the wind to send the trapped young Chengru to the merchant ships in Doran Village, and finally got off the ship.
“Those bastards have been controlling the Chengru tribe until now by using this marble and the Chengru children.”
“uh?”
“What did you just say…”
“Why did they do that…”
The villagers clashed their teeth in disbelief. Until now, the kindness shown by the North and South Alliance and Tiller was so great that I couldn’t believe it was fake.
“Then how do you explain why these guys came out of their ship like this?”
Rimer pointed to the young Blue Clowns whose skin had been ripped off and the iron cages left in the center of the wrecked ship.
“And this marble…”
He briefly explained to the villagers what had happened.
“Huh!”
“That kind of thing…”
“Not even four people…”
The villagers bit their lips when they saw the clear eyes and scarred skin of the young Cheongru Tribe. Their eyes were filled with disgust as they looked up at Tiller and the bandits.
“Those devilish bastards!”
“How could a human do this…”
“The beasts don’t do things like you!”
The people of Doran village thought that they had lived together with the Qingru tribe since childhood, so they felt extreme anger and cursed at Tiller and the North and South Alliance.
“Whoa…”
Tiller let out a rough breath. A mighty aura burned and all the frost that had been lodged in his body was crushed.
“How… how did you know? What is your true identity?”
“Your friend told me.”
“friend? What nonsense is that…”
“Ah, I should say I’m a friend. Garam!”
At Raon’s call, Garam, wearing a black robe, climbed onto the deck.
“Are you fine?”
“huh.”
Garam nodded and threw away the robe he was wearing.
“you you!”
The moment the black robe floated in the wind, Tiller’s red eyes shook wildly as if hit by blue.
“How are you alive!”
“Ugh…”
Garam bit his lip and glared at Tiller’s demonic eyes.
“I’m here to save my family!”
He didn’t avoid Tiller’s gaze even though his whole body was shaking as if he was about to shed tears.
“Hoo-wook! I understand now. It was all because of you.”
Tiller’s trembling hand gripped the polearm on his back. He nodded as if he knew everything.
“You bastard sold me.”
“It wasn’t sold out. I do what I have to do…”
“Shut up! You monster who can’t be on either side!”
The spear held in his hand was fired with a flash of light, containing an extremely exhilarating technique.
“You’re quick-tempered.”
Raon smiled coldly and pulled out the Celestial Sword. He put the skill of pleasure and rivers on par with Tiller’s on the blade and cut the mad sword.
Whoa!
A mighty shockwave exploded, shaking the deck as if it were about to collapse.
“You idiot!”
Tiller rolled his distorted eyes like a beast, as if his courteous and dedicated appearance was a lie.
“To fight me just because of those beasts!”
“Does the beast look like you?”
Raon sneered and pushed the spear of Tiller away.
Koo Goo Goo!
Tiller took a step backwards due to his strength and aura that transcended humans. Every time he retreated, the entire deck rang because he couldn’t release his energy.
“I am a disciple of the North and South Leaders!”
Tiller raised the spear and screamed.
“Is it okay for Sieghart and the Civil War to break out because of those non-humans!”
“Garam is a friend who held hands with me.”
Raon pressed the window sill with cold eyes. He pushed the tiller away, creating terrifying heavy pressure.
“It’s only natural to raise a sword for a friend.”
He straightened his back proudly, remembering what he had failed to achieve in his previous life and what Sylvia had said to become a true swordsman.
“Ah…”
Garam licked his lips and let the tears welling down.
“Did you say that a name that is not called has no meaning? Garam. From now on, we will call you by your name.”
Gwangpungdan joined Raon behind him and pulled out his sword. Air waves like frost spread across the deck.
“Keuk!”
“That’s Sieghart…”
“What kind of momentum are these young guys…”
The bandits swallowed dry saliva and shook their arms.
“Crazy man! They’re crazy! I am Bluehyup Tiller Seyton! The moment you touch me, the North and South Alliance moves! I am a disciple of the North and South Leaders!”
“I’m not interested in your name or the leader of the north and south.”
“what?”
“Because the one in front of me is just a pitiful thief.”
Raon raised his sword and aimed it at Tiller’s heart. The magnificent scribe emitted from the silver blade silenced everyone.
“come.”
