Count Scribe's Tutor

Chapter. 49

Their Mission

Roads bordering three countries.

Dozens of people set foot in a place called the Neutral Zone. A group dressed in silver robes. They emerged from the direction of the Holy Nation Cereheim and went straight west.

How long have you been walking like that?

The group sets foot in the territory of the Kingdom of Laderon. After a long walk, the man in the lead of the crowd tilted his head.

“That's strange.”

The knight commander of the Second Palace of the Holy Nation.

Dussel Mishaas quietly mutters.

“I don't see any soldiers guarding the border. ”

“That's how distracting it is to reconstruct. ”

He was the young man who stood in the center of the crowd.

With deep pressure on the silver hood, he shakes his hand as if it were nothing special. Then he walked as loud as he could, flapping the edge of his shirt.

Seeing this, Dussel hurriedly follows behind him.

“Saint, acting alone is dangerous. ”

“It's not dangerous. There are paladins like this. What are you so worried about? ”

The saint smiles.

But soon, I stopped walking. After a while, the face of the saint hardened rapidly. Suddenly, he crouches, tapping the floor with his white glove hand.

“More surprising. Though I thought the land would be contaminated · · · · · · · ·. ”

The cloudy saint closes his nose and mouth with his sleeves.

Then he frowns and mutters.

“· · · · · · I never thought it would be this bad. ”

The land where the moonlight settled quietly. But the color of the soil was a little strange. Instead of its original color, it rotted so dark it couldn't even pass through light. Moreover, you can feel the grim energy creeping out of your fingers.

It was called Qi Qi.

A terrible energy filled with all kinds of plagues and curses, craving the energy of the living. No one can live on the land eroded by it. At best, you'll be able to live under the influence of the undead.

At that time, Dussel spoke out in a bold tone.

“That's a monster with that much power. ”

“Yes, that's why it's even more surprising. ”

I questioned the eyes of the saint who woke up from his seat.

“Without our help, how could we have dealt with such a monster? ”

This question was not just about the saints. At the time of the Holy Nation, the high priests and the Sanctuary gathered together to talk, but there was no answer.

Above all, the Bible says, "Only those who have the blessing of God can prevent disasters. 'Didn't I say? Then how could we have prevented tens of thousands of undead without the support of the Holy Nation?

“Wouldn't there be an answer if you went to white writing? ”

It was the best answer at the moment.

In Dussel's words, the saint narrows his eyes.

“Yes. Ask the ‘Silvan Archdut’ and you'll see. ”

After the disaster disappears.

The Holy Nation investigated what happened to the Earl. And pretty soon, we had something in common. After the disaster struck the Earl, there was a man named Silvan Archdutr at the heart of everything.

But all I got was the real name and family.

The age of reality, the precise nature of his character, and how he prevented disaster were not known. The saint captured one of the mission's goals by gathering information about reality.

“Then we'd better get to white writing right away. ”

You don't have to stay here for long.

As Dussel turns, the saint shakes his head.

“No, I stop by the village and clean up the land. ”

“Yes? But then time. ”

“It's more important to get an opinion than to rush. ”

Dussel hesitated, not to mention the paladins.

What are you talking about all of a sudden? Isn't the saint the farthest thing from the mind?

Then he realized this, and the saint smiled and said.

“The erl turned every city but Mullen into a dead land. We may have succeeded in rarely stopping the Undead, but we certainly haven't been able to restore the land to its original form. ”

The land contaminated with fraud could only be purified by divine power.

Of course, we were able to purify them with spirits a long time ago, but nowadays, spirits are not commonly seen in the world. That's why the saint continued to speak with a confident voice.

“But what if we go ahead and purify the land? Of course, we have no choice but to take our side. It's like we're providing a place for them to live. ”

And in the process, it would be even more perfect if you were a Buddhist.

A satisfactory smile appeared on the mouth of the saint.

“One more thing. It is only possible to negotiate more easily after obtaining an opinion. ”

“Is it because Earl Archdut is missing? ”

When Dussel asked, the saint quietly nodded.

Shortly after averting the disaster, the Sanctuary heard that Earl Archdut had disappeared during the battle. At first I did not believe it, but I realized it was true because of the official announcement of the Kingdom of Laderon.

“Only the Earl could swing with our cards. ”

The Holy Land has taken the late Earl's Cushire arcade hostage. Technically, they're taking him as a student at the Academy, but it's practically a hostage.

But now that the Earl is missing, this card is useless.

“Who said anything about a temporary lord? ”

“Robert Din Laderon, third prince of the Kingdom of Laderon. ”

The saint tilts his head in response.

“Hmm, I've never heard that name before. Compared to Sarphene? ”

“You can't even compare. ”

A cold murmur comes out of Dussel's mouth.

He then added an additional explanation. Even the fact that he was recently recognized as a prince when he was born, and that he didn't have the proper power. The saint who was listening to this raised his hand as if it were over.

“I see. Then we'll have to take over the mood even more. ”

A prince without foundation or support is hard to resist. The saint who judged so soon smiled satisfactorily.

“Perhaps it's easier to negotiate than Earl Archdut. ”

No, it'll be easy. Unlike the Earl with ten worms in him, Robert is still just a child.

As you sort through your thoughts, you hear Dussel's voice again.

“Should I put a message in the white paper in advance? ”

“There's no need for that. ”

The Saint shakes his head. It's like giving them time to prepare. That's why the saint chose to move in secret.

“Then let's move again. ”

“Yes, I understand. ”

Dussel, who lowers his head, leads the pack. The saint melts naturally into the herd and takes a step toward the town.

But they didn't know.

From the Neutral Zone to the moment it crossed the border, there were people watching them.

Burying a massive fuselage on the ground, it hurled straight up the ground as soon as the envoy was completely off the ground.

Woof! Woof!

It's about three meters tall.

It appeared to be a huge lump of iron. Carrying the great sword, it mutters, gazing quietly at the direction where the envoy disappeared.

“· · · · · · Rodenhark ion. ”

With all the mechanical voices, the blue glare flashes.

“We begin our surveillance mission with the current hour. ”

* * *

After the banquet.

Ferda and Silva immediately left the castle. The nobles who don't know their names cling to them, but you defeated them all with the same promise. Later, I joined Niela, who was waiting outside, and entrusted myself to the wagon returning to the mansion.

The wagon was quiet.

It was because the drunk came up late and the reality was falling out.

However, the reason he fell asleep was not only because he was drunk.

‘Cause there's been a lot going on today. ’

I performed the approval ceremony and attended the banquet. I accidentally had a short conversation with the second prince, Sarphene, and met with the knight representing the kingdom at the last minute, the great prince and the Duke of Sethier.

‘Of course I'm tired. ’

If you go around tense all day long, it will secretly consume a lot of stamina. Ferda takes off her cloak and covers her body. When I heard the sound of breathing, I suddenly smiled faintly.

But wait a minute.

His eyes sank in an instant.

‘· · · · · · · Now the nobles will start to pay attention. ’

In fact, he put an eye stamp on Duke Setia after the second prince.

As a result, the gaze of the nobles changed a lot compared to when they first saw reality. At first, if I thought he was an overvalued heterosexual, at the end, it was the look of a nobleman's next household.

"Some will be jealous, and some will be restrained. ’

But I didn't worry.

As always, if it gets in the way, just put it away. I was willing to take that kind of work for the only student.

‘On the other hand, some of them are waving candy. ’

The value of reality rose rapidly.

Soon, the union of the nobles and princes will begin. Among them, Prince Two's reflexes had already begun. After the conversation, he said he would send a formal invitation.

However, he felt burdened by the invitation of the two princes.

It was worth it. That's a strange place to be in the real world. So Ferda reassured herself that before the Second Prince invited her, she would return to the Earl.

‘But. ’

To be honest, I didn't think about it at all.

It is a place where you can have many conversations with the prince. We can get a lot of information.We can't miss this opportunity.

‘I'll have to do it if I don't feel right. ’

If you feel burdened to the end, you can use the fabric mask to contact the two princes instead. Rather, it would be better in terms of obtaining information.

Just when I was deciding what to do next.

The wagon stops in place.

Profit

I had just arrived at the mansion.

Soon, Niela opens the door from the carriage seat, but she still doesn't wake up. He must have fallen asleep. Ferda holds her tightly, smiling.

“I can transfer to spirits, but... ”

That's when Niela calls.

But even for a moment, he corrected his words in a puzzled manner.

“Oh, no. Now that I think about it, it's better this way. ”

Ferda tilts her head in a sudden transition.

But I didn't dig it up. Turning straightaway, he climbs a flight of stairs and reaches the bedroom in the room. After a while, I put the silk on the bed and covered it with a thin duvet.

“Well done. Rest well.”

Ferda smiles and leaves the bedroom. With the door clicking, he heads straight for the next room. Then I changed my clothes quickly. Shirts, leather pants, and boots that are easy to work with.

Ferda, who had taken the Arcane's Secret Guard, suddenly stepped on the window frame. He hurriedly steps out of the room and quickly climbs onto the roof. I was about to take a walk in the breeze.

“Are you going out? ”

I hear Niela's voice.

Ferda nods.

“Yes, I think I'll be back after sunrise. ”

When you are finished, he wears a cloth mask.

The face changes with the sound of the skeleton twisting. After a while, Ferda, who turned into a grey gin, tapped Niela on the shoulder.

“Explain yourself when you wake up. ”

I'm afraid that's over.

Ferda smashes through the roof and disappears. It was a morning path that was watered by the night, along with the bridge I had just called. Then Niela scratches her cheek with an awkward face.

“Well, I wanted to. ”

His gaze is down on the roof.

It was a window right below it, to be exact. Niela finds the man sitting there, sighing a little.

“I think I've been spotted. ”

Silver hair caught in the wind.

The still golden eyes stare quietly at the place where Ferda disappeared.

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