Episode 89 Non-stop rain (3)
“…Where are the undead?”
Small kingdoms located around the Holy Kingdom. By the time the reinforcements from the Baybon Kingdom and the Glaman Kingdom arrived at the borders of the Holy Kingdom, the battle was already over.
They came with a large number of soldiers and were embarrassed when only black blood-soaked land appeared.
Heor and Kane, the captain of the Bael Guard, met them.
Heor greeted them as a representative.
“Nice to meet you. My name is Heor, and I am the leader of the Third Star Knights of the Holy Kingdom.”
“…I am Gaiman, the 1st Knight Commander from Baybon Kingdom.”
“With Clein, the 1st Knight Commander from the Kingdom of Glaman…”
“Likewise, I am Philia, the leader of the 2nd Magic Corps of the Kingdom of Glaman.”
“Thank you from the bottom of my heart for coming a long way for the sake of the Holy Land.”
“no. The resurrection of the necromancer is not just a matter of the Seongguk.”
“Soon, troops will arrive from the Lessian Empire. By the way… where is the necromancer…?”
When Gayman carefully asked, everyone’s eyes focused on him.
Of course, they will be even more curious because they arrived after setting up numerous strategies in anticipation of a fierce battlefield.
Heor scratched the bridge of his nose as if he was embarrassed.
Now that you’ve heard it all, say something, man!
While everyone was waiting for his mouth to open, Kane touched the back of his neck as well and spoke out.
“That… I already got it. Necromancer…”
“Yes?”
What else does this mean?
Necromancers were not monsters like kobolds or goblins, so how did they catch them?
“It’s hard to understand. To say you’ve already caught the necromancer, what is that…?”
Klein, who came from the Kingdom of Gleiman, asked in an argumentative manner, but his words couldn’t help but blur in the middle.
It was because Bael had beckoned in advance to bring the bound necromancer.
It was already frozen with mana, but I even tied it up with a rope just in case.
Seeing that, they opened their mouths.
Judging by the overbearing demonic energy around him, he was no mere black magician.
It was definitely a necromancer!
Gayman asked with his lips quivering.
“This… who the hell is the necromancer…?”
“He is the saint of our holy kingdom.”
Klein slightly frowned at Heor’s words.
“Are you a saint?”
“yes.”
According to Klein, the saint was not yet twenty.
But how can you catch a necromancer?
‘Perhaps with the divine power received from God…?’
Certainly, if it was a divine power that was in conflict with Magi, there was no possibility at all. In addition, if you place your troops in front of you and use them to attack only the necromancer, the possibility increases a little.
Even in the age of Hana-Mado, there were saints. Although he was killed by a necromancer on the battlefield.
But how did the saint at a young age subdue the necromancer?
Putting Klein aside, Gayman nodded.
“You captured the necromancer in a pincer attack with the saint, right? I am truly honored.”
Heor, as well as Bael and Kane, became mute because of his words.
Looking at them incredulously, Bael said with a straight face.
“…The necromancer was only captured by one saint.”
“…yes?”
What does that even mean!
Those who led the reinforcements fell into confusion at the incomprehensible sound that gradually fell into the labyrinth.
“How do you say you can catch a necromancer by yourself?”
Necromancers are unable to engage in all-out war not only with sword masters, but also with 6th circle masters, the limit of human beings.
If he attacked, he would probably be turned into porridge by the Death Knight.
But to subdue a necromancer who is supposed to be protected while surrounded by countless undead with a single body?
Bael answered Gayman’s question.
“Perhaps… in my view, magic…”
“Magic?”
Filia, the magic corps commander of the Glaman Kingdom, who had been listening silently until now, frowned and asked,
“How on earth do you mean to get rid of the undead with magic?”
Whoever thought of it, the undead were the natural enemies of wizards.
No matter how much mana he poured into an attack, how could he subdue the living undead with magic?
Moreover, the target of using magic was a saint, not anyone else.
How could the saint, who should have divine power, use mana?
If divine power and mana, which are opposite to each other, go around the circle together, the body will not be able to withstand the pressure and will burst out.
“I thought it was possible because I made about a thousand fireballs…”
“A thousand… Do you know how ridiculous that is?”
Philia said in a slightly annoyed voice.
But Bael was just telling the truth about what he saw.
That was true, and the undead who disappeared without a shape when they actually fired a thousand fireballs could not be easily resurrected.
However, those who did not know that fact could only think that Seongguk was hiding something from them.
A thousand fireballs? Even if you’re not a wizard, you can at least know that it’s impossible.
What’s more, it wasn’t a mage from the 6th circle, but a young saint did it? Who the hell would believe that!
Philia and Gayman Klein each began to guess.
‘Is there someone in the Holy Kingdom who can subdue the necromancer?’
‘The reason why he used the saint’s excuse was probably to hide the weapon.’
‘It’s strange. I don’t think you’re lying… did you think you would believe my empty words?’
This rethinking of the common sense impossibility made quite a bit of sense.
There was only one day left before their thoughts were denied right in front of their eyes.
* * *
With Ray’s victory, the morale of their troops soared.
“Oohhh!”
“The Holy Son has won!”
It was not just the soldiers, but also the commanders who commanded them.
The centurion and the centurion gave orders to the soldiers.
“Catch all the rebels and put them in prison!”
“Don’t let even one of them escape!”
“Wow!”
Kouuung –
They rushed at it with a tremendous sound.
On the contrary, the morale of the rebels was markedly broken.
Even though they were still behind in their justification, their commander-level Duke Zahard was defeated in a spectacular way, so there was no way they would have any fighting spirit left.
When they were pushed, they were caught and left as soon as they were pushed.
For those who had already lost their will to fight, the prevailing thought was that vain resistance would only lead to death.
So, there was no resistance whatsoever.
However, there were those who tried to run away or resisted.
By dying thoroughly, they set an example for others.
“Can I go now?”
“sure. Who is this all thanks to?”
Iriel’s eyes widened at Ray’s words.
Zeke prostrated himself in his seat with more respectful eyes than ever before.
“Please forgive me for not being able to keep up with you because it is a battlefield.”
“What is forgiveness?”
Ray smiled and waved his hand once before disappearing into Sellonia Castle.
The reason he left as soon as he saw the job was because of Mary.
He had left Mary at his mansion, not knowing when it would become dangerous if left unattended.
The battlefield was also roughly organized, and the rest was to suppress the remnants, so there was no need for Ray to step out.
Since it was a rebellion that occurred all over the Holy Land, it would take a considerable amount of time to suppress it.
‘Soon there will be reinforcements… and the suppression of the rebellion will be finished somehow.’
Returning to the castle, he immediately found the mansion.
As if Eucliwood had been waiting for him, he greeted Ray at the entrance of the mansion.
“Are you back, saint?”
“okay. How is Mary?”
“…is asleep.”
“Does it look okay?”
“…yes. It seems to have calmed down to some extent. But…if it doesn’t bother you, may I ask why you brought that child?”
“tirewoman.”
“yes?”
Eucliwood’s fine eyebrows twitched slightly.
Ray smiled at her and shook his head.
“I’m half serious. I thought I would leave it up to you.”
“To leave it to me…”
To leave it to yourself! Doesn’t that mean you’re going to use it as a body servant after all?
“I saw the knight dead at the place he was before I rescued him. Maybe Mary did it. Judging by the life in his eyes, he is an Assassin by nature.”
“You seem to be quite capable?”
“no. He doesn’t even know how to use mana properly.”
“…Didn’t you just say you killed the knight?”
“I mean, I killed him without using mana.”
An ordinary girl kills a knight who uses mana and has mastered the sword professionally?
Does that make sense in reality?
However, just having Ray, who is like a lump that has doubled in size by collecting all the unreal beings right in front of his eyes, makes me nod.
“I see… But why did you ask me to leave it to you?”
“Because you are the best person I know to teach someone.”
No wonder he thought so.
Zeke, who has nothing but loyalty and a sword in his head, and Saint Iriel, an idiot who doesn’t even know how to properly teach (from Ray’s point of view).
Another family that does not show its appearance properly but escorts itself in the dark.
Couldn’t we entrust Mary to them?
It was self-evident that the remainder, Eucliwood, was qualified by elimination.
At Ray’s words, Eucliwood blushed for a moment.
His expressionless eyes widened slightly, and his mouth opened slightly.
Wasn’t there a pretty cute corner too?
It was like seeing a younger sister with a small age difference.
“…”
Eucliwood exhaled for a moment, then said again, remaining expressionless.
“If the Holy Son entrusts it to me, I have no choice but to follow orders… what the hell am I supposed to teach…”
“Wouldn’t it be nice to be educated? Ah, but I wish I could make it so that I can protect myself at least.”
“…All right. Then we will start tomorrow.”
“okay. The rebel forces are also going to fade to some extent, so it won’t matter… Then I’ll go back to my room soon.”
“Rest in peace.”
Receiving Eucliwood’s greeting, Ray moved to his room.
Even as he moved quietly, he secretly decided to pour out mana.
It pulls out countless threads of mana, detects the surroundings, and sends them everywhere so as not to miss a single sign.
Soon after, I was able to detect signs that seemed blurry.
‘As expected, it’s hard to find.’
Entering the room, he felt someone following him and moved to the terrace on one side of the room.
Looking down at the battle going on outside the window, Ray spoke quietly.
“Now stop showing yourself.”
