15. Awakening the King’s Dream (1)
“You’re a hardliner.”
“Do you know?”
“yes. It’s an age-old emotional battle. In the past, fairies also intervened in the war between humans and demons.”
“now?”
“Like the dragons, they claim to be neutral.”
“why?”
“well. It’s the elder’s decision, so
I don’t know the reason. This is the choice of a wise person who has lived for 666 centuries…
“Do fairies live that long?”
“The elder who rules Horsetail Forest has been living ever since the beginning of the Age of Chaos.”
“Even if you live that long, it looks like you haven’t solved the dragon problem.”
“I’m not afraid of the nine dragons, but I’m worried that a war will break out between the fairies and the dragons.”
“Once you were attacked by a human, you are now being vicious towards a fairy. “There is also a problem with Jin Geum-yong’s side of letting things go
like this .”
Deus looked at Yulgeum as he spoke. Then Yulgeum pursed his lips and opened his mouth.
“It’s something you can’t tell from the outside.”
“Those who do not listen, both externally and internally, must be taught by beating them.”
“Even if you suppress it with force, it will only listen for a moment.”
“That moment is important. “What kind of nuisance is this?”
“And what about you? If you think about it, isn’t that what your subordinates did?”
“I don’t have any subordinates? “Because I came out crying.”
“You did well.”
“Well, is it the same for you? “It looks like he got hit.”
“No?”
“It looks like that just by looking at it, right?”
Scatul smiled and drove off. Looking at the profile, Zeke became restless.
“We usually get along well.”
“Yes, it looks like that.”
“I don’t think they’re fighting because they truly hate each other.”
“If you really dislike something, you will try to avoid it. Rather, Mr. Zeke.”
“Four.”
“Did you finish all the homework I gave you yesterday?”
“yes.”
“It’s not that Zeke is not good at swordsmanship. No, I actually think I have talent. However, the teacher has been bad until now.”
“Thank you for a good look.”
“These are not empty words. Everyone thought Zeke had a talent of 30 and
was teaching at that level, but in reality, he had a talent of 100.”
“Not to that extent.”
“Fairies don’t say empty words.”
“haha.”
Scatul opened his mouth again towards Zeke, who was scratching his head.
“I heard that he made a name for himself by fighting monsters such as dragons and giant hydras several times.”
“That… I completely relied on the help of my colleagues.”
“Sure. It’s not a monster you can fight alone. So what
was it like then?”
“Actually, I don’t remember much. “I tried desperately to block it and pounced on it.”
“Did you ever wonder what swordsmanship was like back then?”
“Oh, that’s it… I didn’t have time to think about technology.”
“But the shield moved and the sword moved in a super fast way, right?”
“I think so.”
“It’s thanks to my acquired imagination.”
“Acquired imagination?”
“yes. “That is the most important factor in determining talent.”
“Acquired imagination…
“Embodiing the image in your head into your body. “That is the imagination I have acquired.”
“ah!”
“Genius artists can transfer images straight to paper or sculpture. On the other hand, ordinary people fail to implement something similar even after seeing it right in front of their eyes. “You fragment an image, recreate it in your head, and express it again in a painting… How skillfully and accurately you do this is a measure of an artist’s ability.”
“Then martial arts…
“Yes. Mr. Zeke very accurately embodies the idea of blocking the enemy’s attack in a certain way. “If you don’t have that ability, you can never block a dragon’s attack.”
“I just had courage and held up my shield.”
“It is not an attack that can be blocked by human flesh or a shield made of steel. “If there was no technology in it, it would shatter like a piece of paper in a single blow.”
As Zeke listened to his story, he thought about the enemies he had fought so far.
It was definitely not wrong.
I don’t know if it was my mood, but surprisingly, my body moved as I expected.
“Are you that good at it?”
Deus seemed to be interested in the conversation between the two.
Scatul nodded at the sudden remark.
“yes. Rather than teaching him separately, would he make great progress just by reminding him of what he knows now?
“You mean you can do it?”
“yes.”
“Then do it. “I’ll be chatting with dragons again soon.”
“Yes, I understand.”
Deus glanced at Skatool.
He knew his real name.
Moreover, he is not at all agitated when facing a dragon.
One might wonder what it was, but…
Deus’ thoughts stopped there.
Just as humans do not attach much meaning to the procession of ants.
If it helps, use it, if it doesn’t, just cut it.
The place where the dragons established their kingdom was somewhere in the middle of Horsetail Forest.
They occupied the foot of a nearby mountain centered on a mountain named Agaiatta.
Agaiatta was only about 600 meters high, but it was a rugged mountain made up of razor-sharp ridges and rock walls.
In the distance, where Agaiatta was visible, there was a village named El Pilum.
The carriage running along the road between the tree roots was surrounded by El Pilum’s scouts and stopped for a moment.
Skatul took out the necklace, held it high, and shouted.
“I am Skatul, son of Thora. Warriors of El Pilum, open the way to your Imam.”
His necklace radiated blue light, brightening the forest.
Elpilum’s scouts looked at each other, nodded, and welcomed Skathul with open arms.
“Welcome the warriors of Tooru. Please follow us.”
El Pilum’s soldiers jumped over tree branches and guided the group deep into the forest.
The elf village was built with logs. A village was formed by connecting several long houses with a long corridor.
The roof of the cloister was made of tree bark. It was made that way to avoid the frequent rain that sprays like fog.
Zeke
exclaimed in exclamation as he looked at the huge decorative sculptures carved along the eaves of the village.
Looking at their village, which was simple but not crude at all, I was able to fully feel the power of a civilization that was different from that of humans.
The Imam of El Pilum was a woman who appeared to be in her late 20s.
The fairies do not age.
They grow into adults around the age of ten to twenty and remain young until the day they die.
People who envied that fact created numerous legends about fairies.
“Toru’s warrior. I know your name. “Scatul.”
“Imam of El Pilum. Robsha, the great green mage. “Scatul greets you.”
“Put aside your joy for a moment and feel the power of a warrior in the person you are with.”
Zeke bowed his head.
“My name is Zeke van Hollywitsch.”
“You are a true human warrior.”
She then saw Deus and Yulgeum.
The Demon King and the Dragon God.
Although they were beings with an incredible background, both of them were wearing the masks of ordinary humans.
It was impossible to detect his true identity unless he was a being comparable to him.
“You two must be the warrior’s companions.”
“huh.”
Ropsha was momentarily taken aback by the extremely short answer.
However, Deus had no reason to show respect just because the other person was embarrassed.
“Shall we talk about business directly? “How much will you give me if I chase away
the dragons on that mountain ?”
“If you are truly a comrade of a warrior, it would be better for you to refrain from speaking for his honor.”
“Because we are set up as merchants, we only talk about money. That too is more suitable as a nickname rather than an honorific title. “Let’s treat each other poorly.” Ropsha, who had been blinking, burst into laughter.
“good night. Humans try to be polite and polite in the future and make profits later. At least you won’t do that. The village of El Pilum will welcome you.”
The welcome ceremony was simple.
We sat around a large auditorium and served fruit and various seeds in wooden bowls.
At first glance, they looked like something edible like a squirrel, but they were surprisingly tasty, so even Deus refrained from making sarcastic remarks.
Imam Ropsha of El Pilum said this immediately after sharing yogurt made with goat’s milk.
“You say you don’t like long stories, so let’s say that’s a condition right away. “I heard that humans like gold and jewels.”
“of course.”
“We have long revered forests and nature and have not had much interest in gold and jewels. However, Mount Agai Atta, occupied by dragons, is famous for being a mine filled with five-colored gems. Among the mines, those located deep in the ground belong to short charcoal workers, but mines exposed outside the valley, such as Agaiatta, belong to those who live on the ground. “How about you own the mining rights to that mine?” “What this
means is that
we and the dragons will fight over the rights to the mine .”
“If we drive out the dragons, we can also enjoy the rights to the mine. But on the other hand, if the dragons continue to stay there, you will not be able to obtain anything.”
“Well, it’s not a bad condition.”
“However, even when mining, we must not destroy the things we care about. “I hope you always consult with our fairies when cutting down a tree or a blade of grass.”
“That doesn’t matter. It’s not like I’m selling the land myself. “Unless the overseer is an idiot
, you won’t break fairy rules in fairy land.”
“I’m glad the story got through.”
“Then let’s set off tomorrow to subdue the dragons.”
“During your stay here, all comforts will be provided by our Elpilum tribe. Food, drinks, and even a room to stay. “Please let the warrior and his party stay without any worries.”
“I appreciate that.” The story of the shy warrior and his shameless companion quickly
spread
to nearby tribes .
The group couldn’t sleep because they had to wait until quite late at night to welcome guests.
Actually, it wasn’t a problem because I always had a habit of sleeping late while doing business.
After midnight, Zeke, who was barely the center of attention, went to a training center on the outskirts of town with Skatul.
“Fortunately, Mr. Zeke never went astray. The family’s fighting methods are less versatile, but they are sufficient for dealing with giant monsters. In that case, there is only one conclusion. “It’s about gaining experience
and learning how to deal with more diverse situations.”
The biggest difference between a hero who could receive support from his family and Zeke, who did not, was actual combat experience.
One in a hundred.
Some people grew through the experience they gained while working as a warrior.
However, most of them were likely to be beaten to death before they could grow up.
Growing through actual combat is just a fantasy, and there are many cases where it is difficult to meet a suitable enemy.
You must accumulate sparring experience that is comparable to
real combat through an excellent swordsman teacher .
That was the only way to get to the top ranks.
School classes alone were not enough.
He had to rely entirely on private lessons, something Zeke couldn’t even dream of.
“Then get ready.”
“Yes, Skathul.”
Zeke picked up the steel shield and sword he had brought separately.
