Count Scribe's Tutor

Chapter 61

Waiting for the time.

It's been a month since Duke Setier left.

When the hot summer ends and folds into the fall. The territory was incredibly peaceful. It was always this time of year that there was no looting of the Barbarians, and there was no attack from monsters.

But that didn't mean nothing had happened.

Rather, I spent a busy day without any snow. Evidence suggests that Ferda has been locked up in the annex for a week.

Zec

A collar pen filled with ink landed on the paper.

After a short while, the finished paperwork was placed on the left. On the right, however, there were still heaps of documents piled up.

When I saw this, I felt frustrated without knowing it.

“· · · · · · · When do I finish this. ”

Ferda digs deep.

I worked early in the morning until the sun came up in the middle. But the work only grew more, not more. Nervously, he took off his glasses and pressed his hand against the area around his eyes.

“Phew, so take some time off from work. ”

About a week from now.

Robert, who was working, suddenly lost consciousness. The cause was obvious: overwork. If there was even a fever, there was overlap. According to the doctors, crabs have been tolerated.

So I took a forced break.

Now, of course, I regained consciousness and some strength, but I wasn't able to work. That is why we shared what Robert had previously done with Ferda.

“When this is over, I need you to work on your strength. ”

If Robert had heard, a frightening word came out.

Ferda sighs and puts her glasses back on. Everything seemed impossible, so it was just a matter of getting things done today.

When I continued to work like that.

The shade falls on the floor between the stars. A few moments later, an owl the size of a gorgeous figure pushes out his head. The owl climbs up onto the desk with a powerful flap of wings, and soon tilts his head.

[Periodic Reporting · · · · · · · · ·. Why do you look so busy when you're here?]

On the bridge, careful not to step on the document.

Then in the bridge, he asked with Sichun, who was about to go down again.

[If you're busy, can we do it later?]

“No, I'm listening now. I was just getting some rest anyway. ”

Ferda shakes her head lightly.

After Duke Setier left the territory. Every Friday, he was getting reports from Ragini through the bridge. This is the fifth report already.

Meanwhile, he nodded his head and opened his mouth straightaway.

[Okay, well, let me start with the royal situation.]

He leaned against the back of the chair.

In fact, I didn't expect much. It was always the same. They're probably just looking at each other. As I was closing my eyes, I heard an unexpected word from inside the bridge.

[Two days ago, there was a banquet on Wednesday night where Prince One and Prince Two collided.]

“Yeah, so · · · · · · · · What? ”

The overwhelming feeling quickly flew away.

Ferda immediately postures and urges you to report to the bridge. Then the bridge continued straight away.

[It's not a direct collision, but it looks like each prince's knights had a duel. And after the duel, the princes had a little argument.]

At first glance, it looks like mild neurological warfare.

But for Ferda, who was aware of the flow of the civil war, this was never a mild neurological battle.

‘Sooner than I thought. ’

Ferda's complexion is somewhat stiff.

There was a similar incident in the original report.

‘The quarrel between the First and Second Princes led to a duel between knights. ’

The opposite of the current. But everything else was the same. And this happened exactly two months before the civil war broke out. Half a year ahead of the original.

Of course, comparing the original to the flow at this point was meaningless.

But that's not what worries Ferda.

‘· · · · · · · In the worst case, there may be overlapping seasons with the second disaster. ’

Then the difficulty of disaster goes up to the ship.

It could be the worst disaster of all times.

‘We have to stop that. ’

Ferda's eyes are bound together.

Regardless of what he thought, the report on the bridge continued.

[Oh, right. And there are reports that the king's health has worsened. That's why they say Prince First will be running the government for a while.]

The more I reported, the closer I felt to civil war.

After the royal report.

[Next up is a story about the back alley in the capital.]

A relatively unimportant piece of information came out.

In summary, it was reported that the remaining princes tried to take over the darker parts of the capital by aiming for another opening. But for this, you have nothing to worry about, as you have left the Sernerk warriors behind.

[This is the end of the periodic report!]

Suddenly, the bridge over my shoulder smiles.

[Then I'll take your magic, as promised.]

I even sang a nostril as if I felt better thinking of receiving magic. Then, when he tried to cover his neck with his wings naturally, suddenly two fingers grabbed the back of his legs.

[Oh, why! You promised to share your magic when you saw it!]

In the bridge, you shout, hanging in the air.

Then Ferda frowns.

“What are you talking about? There's one more. ”

[Huh? No. I'm done.]

“From this week on, you were supposed to report to the desert. ”

[Oh, yes, there was a desert. I forgot the short version.]

In the bridge, he shouted as if he had remembered what he had forgotten.

Like he said, I decided to listen to the current situation in the desert this week. The reason began about ten days ago with a letter arriving from the desert.

‘The number of Akashas has increased dramatically. ’

In summary, it was roughly like that.

He said he was having a hard time getting the desert tribes together. So Korut asked for a hunter to hunt Akasha.

However, there was one condition.

‘Send as few elites as possible. ’

I guessed why.

If you send someone on a fishing trip, Akasha could hurt you and make things worse. Accordingly, Ferda consulted with the practitioner and rushed two factions into the desert.

The ultimate elite under two.

It was Heron the palace, and Rodenhark.

‘I was worried I'd have to attach Shantam as a guide · · · · · · ·. ’

Luckily, I didn't have to.

Hundreds of years ago, Heron still had memories of crossing the desert for revenge. The two families then left for the desert to hunt Akasha and protect the tribe.

When I was grabbing the memories from ten days ago.

[I'll start by telling you about Rodenhag's report.]

I opened my mouth with a clear-headed cough.

[Report. Joined with protected H'Korut. Plus, 16 battles to date, killing 283 bodies. No damage.]

More like a combat report than a current report.

But thanks to some details, I can see how things are going. When Ferda nods, Heron hears this time.

[You have joined the target. Carry out the next task.]

I closed my mouth on the bridge.

After a while, Ferda asked with a face.

“· · · · · · · That's it? ”

[Yeah, that's really all he said.]

I don't know what to say. It really was a Herondown report.

At the same time, I thought it was a good idea to send Rodenhark. If only Heron had sent it, and a report like that came back, it would have set off ten fires.

[Can I take it now?]

After all the reports, the bridge looks up at him.

The soft wings wrap around your neck, nodding happily. Immediately, I could feel the magic slipping away slowly. After sucking the magic for a long time, I made a satisfied face.

[All right. That's enough.]

The bridge flaps its wings with a brighter face.

As he roams through the air, he opens his mouth immediately to see if he suddenly remembers something.

Where's Kalman, by the way? I just wanted to say hi while I'm here.]

You must be trying to steal my magic away.

Ferda bursts into laughter.

“Well, look it up. ”

[I looked it up. But I didn't see it.]

My beak is in my legs.

As I looked at him, he soon said good-bye.

[If you don't have any business, I'll leave now. See you later.]

At the end of the sentence, I hid myself like smoke in my legs.

A quietly bitten way.

Ferda lightly loosened her wrist and then focused on her work again. The sound of a collar hovering on paper. And only the sound of the needle ticking wet the room.

How long has it been?

Patience and concentration are about to run out.

Suddenly, I heard a noise in the hallway beyond the door. When I was on Earth, there was a pair of children's shoes that sounded very similar to them.

Sounds that get closer and closer over time.

A moment later, someone knocks at the door with a stop. It doesn't sound like knocking. A soft, fluffy sound, like a bunch of cotton balls on a door. But it sounded familiar.

Uncle!

The door opened with the voice of a bright child.

The next thing you know, you're walking rabbit. It was Radina.

Radina finds Ferda's glasses, which seem to be coming in right away, and hesitates for a moment.

[Do you want to go in?]

He was probably worried that he would get in the way of work.

Ferda takes off her glasses quietly and smiles.

“Of course. Welcome. ”

[Heehee, yes!]

Radina walks into her room, terrified of permission.

Then he sat down on a small cushion set up next to his desk. It was Radina's seat. Later, Radina spoke with a smiling face.

[And do all your homework!]

It wasn't much of a homework assignment as Radina said.

The management of this annex where Ferda lives. Of course, management was not professional. I was just wandering around the annex, looking for a place to clean or repair.

And the reason Radina did this was simple.

‘I asked you to give me a mission. ’

Every inch of it was on a mission. Only one, except Radina. Did he figure it out? From the first full night, Radina insisted that she wanted to work too. And the result was this:

[The duvet next door has stains on it. And then a fish disappears in the garden pond. A colorful orange!]

Even though the report was boring, I didn't think it was boring.

Soon after Radina's story ended, Ferda smiled.

“Well done. Wonderful. ”

[Uheehee!]

Radina grins at the ball.

You seem excited by Ferda's compliment. While chatting like that, I suddenly screamed as if I had remembered something.

[Oh, right. I have a customer outside.]

“Customer?”

Wait for me on the first floor.]

A guest? No one's coming, not even a promise.

I thought about it for a moment and then looked back at Radina.

“Who is it?”

[Uh, I wrote it the other day.]]

Radina knows a very limited character. So saying you saw it the other day meant Ferda knew about it. While thinking about it for a while, Radina shouts out as if she's remembered something.

[I can't remember his name, but he looks angry!]

I was with Shi Xi Xing, who frowned.

Of course, that alone did not know who he was.

“Well, can you bring her over? ”

[Let me know!]

Radina nods. Then I left the room quite quickly. After a while, you hear a lovely footstep again from beyond the hallway. At the same time, the light footsteps resulted as if stepping on a leaf.

It was the sound of an elf walking.

Uncle, you have a visitor!]

Then the door opened with a strong voice.

An elf in a white mask on a green robe.

“It's been a long time. ”

I heard Husky's voice.

It was a familiar voice. He was also the voice he had been listening to just a few months ago. Of course, I couldn't have known.

Perda narrows her eyes, slowly gazing at the masked elf.

“· · · · · · Irina Sernerk? ”

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