Episode 344 Golden Return (3)
“Yes?”
“There is no way that important ledgers where funds are circulated are scattered in such a place. It is useless to have a ledger of the upper ranks that has already been ruined. But since we took it and threw it away, it’s like we’re talking about knowing the identity of the power behind the scenes. This must have been an attempt to leave us alone.”
In fact, there is nothing beneficial by caring about the upper ranks, which have already lost their existence value.
Nevertheless, after examining the ledger, he carefully put it in his bosom and brought it to the owner of the upper tier himself.
What will they think when they see this?
They would probably think that their identities were known to the top half of Hafman.
If that happens, an attack that cannot be compared to before will begin.
Halfman, thinking about the future, poured mana into the crystal ball.
Now was not the time to worry.
Now was the time to contact Danju Ray.
* * *
When the situation was over, Ray headed for Celonia with them.
I didn’t know how the enemy would act, so I marched as fast as I could.
Although they were exhausted from the battle, they did not say a word even though they were forced to march.
They are soldiers who think they owe their lives to Ray.
There is no way there will be a cry.
Captain Benes and vice-captain, who had barely been healed by the paladin, rode their horses and approached.
The arm hasn’t moved properly yet, but it will get better with time.
“We will be arriving in Selonia soon.”
“…”
Ray looked at the Selonia Castle in the distance.
Seven years have passed, but nothing has changed.
My heart was pounding as the memories of the Holy Land began to bloom.
Upon reaching the gate, the guards guarding the gate withdrew their spears.
The leading Paladins showed off the crests embedded in their chests and said.
“The Holy Son has returned. Open the door quickly.”
“Heh heh heh!”
Return of the Saint!
The guards gasped at those heart-pumping words.
I hurriedly opened the door and glanced at the center of the troops, and saw a splendidly grown white-haired saint.
Except for a barren place like a country estate, there are few people in the Holy Land who do not know the saint.
Unlike before, the dignified saint could be said to be a person bestowed by God.
His pupils exuded an inexplicable sense of loftiness, and divinity emanated from his posture on horseback.
Even if it was called a sculpture of a god, his flowing white hair would not be inferior at all.
Not only the guards, but even the paladins watching him around burst into admiration.
“Please go in.”
As the guards get out of the way, the entire army, including the Holy Knights, passes through the gate.
It was the return of the war heroes who had won the battle in the Western Territory.
As if to welcome him, the guards lined up left and right.
He pulls out the sword from his waist and brings it between his eyebrows.
Chaeeng-!
visor-!
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At that, the paladins burst into laughter.
“I was very excited when the saint came.”
“ha ha ha. Stop imitating the knights and enter.”
Thanks to the guards in front of the gate, they entered Selonia Castle with a joyful heart.
Although he did not return in gold wearing a luxurious carriage or a castle decorated with fancy decorations.
As soon as I passed the entrance of the castle, I heard sounds from here and there.
“The Holy Son has returned!”
“Take them inside!”
Due to the sudden appearance of the saint, a great uproar broke out in the quiet Selonia Castle.
Inside, the fighting men hurriedly began decorating the interior, and outside, priests and knights rushed out.
“Saint!”
“You’ve finally returned to the Holy Land!”
To be precise, it did not completely return to the Holy Land.
It just needed forces to deal with an unknown enemy, and that just happened to become a holy nation.
However, I couldn’t tell the truth in front of those who were welling up with tears.
Ray got off the horse he was riding.
“Nice to meet you all. There are a lot of faces I haven’t seen before.”
It’s natural that 7 years have passed.
While he was having a conversation with them, Marquis Harold approached.
He was more wrinkled than the last time I saw him, sobbing and bowing.
“Meet the Holy Son!”
It wasn’t enough that he was grown up, and he was embarrassed when he burst into tears, now at the age to see his grandson Jae-rong.
He hurriedly raised Marquis Harold to his feet.
“Why are you like this? Wake up.”
The Marquis, who was so thrilled that he couldn’t even control his body properly, pulled himself together.
He took a deep breath several times and said happily.
“Long time no see. How have you been?”
how have you been
At Marquis Harold’s question, Ray reflected on the past.
I remember being forced to die in the water by Aira and slapped mercilessly by Derp.
Looking back, seeing that I wasn’t in a very good mood, it seemed that I needed a little more time to leave it as a beautiful memory.
He didn’t say anything, just smiled softly.
Now it’s about to reach a kind of degree when it comes to being slapped on the cheek.
Marquis Harold, who interpreted him arbitrarily, smiled.
“Looks like you’ve been doing well. I’m so glad.”
“….”
Marquis Harold seems to have no talent for reading people’s hearts.
After a long relationship with several nobles, including Marquis Harold, he returned to the mansion.
Indeed, it is the mansion of a saint I have been looking for for the first time in a long time.
He left Seongguk seven years ago, but Seongguk seems to still recognize him as a saint.
“They are secretly affectionate.” He put down his luggage and began to tidy up.
As he left Celia Kingdom, he packed quite a lot of things.
From the iron pot to the hammer and anvil given by Derp.
Adding books and teapots to it, it was not wrong to say that the housekeeping was brought in as it was.
As I was embroidering things in my room, I heard a noise from the hallway that sounded like someone was running urgently.
Tak-tak-tak-!
As the sound gradually approaches.
smart-!
The sound of footsteps soon turned into a knock.
However, Knock is quite rough, as if he was angry.
It was like an expression of will to enter the room you are in, but not to ask for permission.
Who the hell knocks on doors like this?
Ray said to the outside.
“You may come in.”
Knock-!
As soon as the words were finished, the door opened.
And there stood a breathing Eucliwood.
A weak, but distinctly rough breath could be heard.
As a wizard, he ran at the same speed as a knight, so it was only natural that he would get tired.
Like Marquis Harold, she took a deep breath and controlled herself.
It must have been popular in the Holy Land while he left.
Soon after, Eucliwood, who regained his calm expression, spoke in a trembling voice.
“…if you had sent me a message when you came, I wouldn’t have shown you rudeness.”
Ray let out a sigh.
“How come you haven’t changed from before?”
The appearance has definitely changed, but the characteristic expressionless expression and tone have not changed at all compared to before.
No, rather, it seems that his expressionless expression has evolved over and over again.
Even though breathing became rough, he was struggling with an expressionless expression.
Eucliwood bowed his head deeply and bowed.
“Has there been any separation in the past?”
It’s a tone that I can’t tell if it’s a question or not.
Ray replied with a small smile.
“It was fun.”
It was an overly short answer, but Eucliwood nodded as if that was enough.
“If you see that he quit his fun life and returned to Seongguk, something must have happened.”
If you pretend, you pretend.
“There is an unknown force like Proxia. I intend to intentionally destroy the merchants and merchants and cause a war across the continent. If we don’t stop it, the East Continent may perish.”
“I did my research. However, what we found out is so weak that it is embarrassing to even call it information.”
“I thought so and brought a present.”
When Eucliwood slowly closed his mouth at the word gift, Ray smiled sinisterly.
“I took the lead myself. Investigate carefully and report any findings. I have to take this opportunity to shake it off so that not a single speck of dust comes out.”
Anytime you look at it, it’s a great job.
If you’ve made it that far, it shouldn’t be too difficult to pull out the information.
Eucliwood bowed his head again.
“All right.”
Among the three families that served the saint, the Belacroix family jumped into the work in earnest.
* * *
The woman who managed to escape was gasping for breath.
Thanks to the unreasonable use of mana, the condition of the body was incomprehensible.
“Monster-like guy…”
He never dreamed of killing thousands of monsters with just his voice.
If only he had been there instead of the monster.
If so, could it have survived?
The thoughtful woman shook her head.
‘He must have died.’
Even now, after a while, I couldn’t even guess what the hell was going on.
Even if you tried it twice, the result would have been the same.
She led her tired body up the mountain and through a dark cave.
As I got on the rock where the magic circle overlapped several times and moved my feet dizzy, I soon saw a forest surrounded by fog.
In the scent of blood emanating from the woman, several swords that stood guard everywhere appeared like shadows.
“…What is it?”
“I don’t have time to talk. hold a meeting.”
At her order to convene a meeting without even thinking about treatment, the sword was silent for a moment and then nodded.
Less than an hour after the sword disappeared, three people gathered at a round table.
An elderly man wearing a robe and two middle-aged men.
And a total of four people, including the woman, sat around a round table.
grumbled the old man in the robe.
“What the hell happened to you calling an old man in such a hurry? I’ve been having a sore throat lately.”
He taps his knee and speaks, and from that light movement, he feels vertigo.
The two men also reacted similarly to the old man.
Annoyance drips from his face.
“If it’s not the same thing, leave me out. Even if you don’t, there’s a lot of work to be done.”
The woman frowned at his cooperative attitude.
“I am not called to do something. I just want something to be done.”
At her words, the old man tilted his head.
“Measures? What measures?”
