Count Scribe's Tutor

His face is hard as a stone.

Ferda tilts her head toward Shantam's face.

“You have something you want to tell me? ”

“Yes, but first I want you to take a look at this. ”

I handed him a bunch of documents that Shantam was holding.

It was a report related to an "experiment" that is being conducted in the underground waterway. Ferda, who directed the experiment, naturally read the report.

Pearl

His eyes sparkle as the page passes.

The report included a variety of analyses related to the subject, Akasha. And the information from this analysis was similar to what Ferda knew.

So, naturally, you'd be surprised.

‘Nice of you to bring him. ’

With this much analytical power, it will definitely help later.

Just when I had a satisfactory smile on my dry mouth. I reached the last page of the report. After a while, Ferda, a thorough reader of the report, opened her mouth.

“There doesn't seem to be anything particularly strange. ”

“Yes. That's the other part I'm going to tell you about. ”

Shantam's eyes suddenly turned sharp.

Then I started talking with a somewhat clever tone.

“This morning, I visited the underground waterway for an experiment. And as we did yesterday, we had some problems with resistance and stamina. ”

A tiny jar of glass from Shantam.

It was a half-used potion. A minor potion prepared by the Holy Nation, primarily used to heal Acacia's wounds used in experimentation.

Ferda, who took it, mutters in a curious tone.

“What happened to the potions?" Usually it's not enough, but he asked for more. ”

“If the meeting had been yesterday, I would have said so. ”

That means there is a problem with the potion.

As I was about to ask the question, Shantam's answer continued.

“But I didn't have to today. I used potions to heal their wounds, but they didn't work at all. ”

“· · · · · · · · What? ”

Ferda stares blankly.

Meanwhile, he continued to report.

“That's not all. The moment he realized the potion wasn't working, he suddenly started healing his wounds. ”

Your face hardens rapidly in subsequent reports.

If the potion doesn't work, you can hit it. Sometimes there are faulty goods. But healing your wounds is a different story.

because this was a change that wasn't mentioned in the last round.

“The possibility that you might have been wrong is · · · · · · · · · · · · · ·. ”

“No. I've seen it heal, though it's slow. ”

Shantam answered decisively.

Soon after, he spoke with a solemn face.

“We decided we needed to stop experimenting with this phenomenon. When you look at this phenomenon even though you only tested it on five individuals, there is a greater likelihood that you will have a problem in the future. ”

The report was followed by a dry one, but the rest was hard to hear.

It was because of the shocking issues he had conveyed. Then, in a subsequent report, 'Experiments on only five subjects’ broke Ferda's mind.

‘First of all, that hypothesis was wrong. ’

The third author, Lantern Deckard, said:

The evolution of Akasha begins with the extinction of individuals. He also added that at least a thousand individuals must be exterminated in the same way in order to qualify for evolution.

Of the five Akashas captured in the desert, discarded subjects do not yet exist. Shantam's hypothesis was wrong when I postponed it.

Then why is this happening? ’

Ferda's brain rapidly returns.

It was to examine the possibility that Akasha would make a difference.

At that moment.

‘Wait. And then... ’

There was a sudden jolt of brainpower.

When I thought about it, there was one possibility. It was when the Holy Nation went on their own hunting expedition for Acacia. Of course, it was an absurd hypothesis, but it was not necessarily a hypothesis.

Since this has never happened in the original, there's no law telling you not to do it now.

What the hell is going on in the desert? ’

Ferda gazes at the eastern sky beyond the window with misguided eyes.

A moment later, he sighs and turns his head.

“In fact.”

“Yes? Did you call me? ”

Ferda nods at the top of her head.

“Do you think I could contact Heron now? ”

It was unlikely, but I could not be careless.

So I decided to see if Heron and Rodenhark, who were dispatched to the desert, had ever crossed the desert with their troops.

Meanwhile, is it because Heron's name suddenly appeared?

[Whoops. Dad.]]

Radina, who was in her arms, turns around. Seeing this, he stroked her head silently.

Shortly after, Radina fell asleep again, and the answer came back.

“Of course. Anytime. ”

“Fine. Tell Heron about me right now. ”

That ended Ferda's message.

* * *

The time.

A massive procession fills the desert. Three thousand people. It was a procession of various desert tribes. They're heading west, carrying a heavy and small load.

“I don't know when the monster will appear. ”

“Don't dawdle, move quickly! ”

Warriors escorting the procession shout harshly.

Lump Korut's nerves are sharpened as well.

It was worth it. Because just over a decade ago, dozens of monsters attacked the procession.

‘If it had been the way it was, it wouldn't be strange if hundreds had died. ’

There are only 200 warriors left to escort the current procession.

This number is insufficient to fight while guarding a non-combatant. So, if it were a normal situation, there would have been hundreds more casualties.

However, there were only a dozen casualties from the previous battle.

The reason was simple. Beyond the west, the reinforcements who crossed from Earl Archdut took action.

Korut's gaze was reflectively directed towards the outside of the matrix.

It was a golem three metres tall and an archer of an accessory covered in gray robes.

‘At first, I was embarrassed by just the two of them. ’

In the letter, of course, he asked for a handful of elites. But I still knew twenty of them would come.

Only two reinforcements arrived.

At this point, I felt baffled, but the Korut's complaint disappeared like snow as a result of the subsequent battle.

‘I never thought you'd be so strong. ’

At that time, the two reinforcements killed dozens of monsters with only their strength. I didn't even struggle. You finish the hunt carelessly, as if clearing the garbage in front of you.

At that scene, Korut trembled.

At the same time, I was also afraid of the practice of having a troop of this size.

‘I don't want to talk about it the next time. ’

When Korut recalled the past, he was trembling.

The two reinforcements who gave him the thrill were faithful in their mission.

[Report. Repair complete. Further restores all power.]

A golem with blue eyes, Rodenhark.

He recovered all the energy from the battle he just had. in less than a decade. It meant that the battle that just happened was bland.

[NOTE. The herd is on the move.]

Rodenhark's gaze then leads to the vanguard of the procession.

Soon after, he looks at the remaining Heron and speaks.

[Warning. I think I need to accompany you.]

“· · · · · · · Be quiet. I'm listening to the king. ”

Heron frowns fiercely.

There is only one thing he calls a king. Just a handful. Rodenhark nods, nodding quickly.

[Convincing. I'll go first. Please join us later.]

Leaving that out, Rodenhark joins the procession.

Meanwhile, as the disturber disappears, Heron looks up again.

“My king, I'm sorry. Thanks again for your input. ”

The place where his gaze was directed was the Borat magic that appeared in the air.

After a while, you hear a real voice in the magic circle.

Well, have you ever seen the history of the Holy Nation in the desert?

“A group using divine power? ”

Yeah, it's a small number, so tell me if you saw it.

It is a sudden question, but Heron does not ask why. I was just stuttering on past memories to follow the king's orders.

Not long after, the answer came back.

“I'm sorry, but I don't know. But in case you haven't noticed, I'll ask Iron, or Rodenhark. ”

Thank you. I look forward to your reply.

“Yes, and · · · · · · · · · · ·. ”

Yeah? Yeah.

Heron hesitates a moment. I waited quietly for the reality beyond the magic to come out of his usual appearance. After a short time, Heron was a horse.

“How's Radina? ”

Radina's voice trembles.

Then he replied with a laughable voice.

Yeah, she's still sleeping with me. Oh, right. Radina reminds me of what happened yesterday.

Later, he chatted about Radina. As his words continued, Heron's gaze became clearer and clearer.

After a short while, Heron lowers his head quietly.

“Thank you for the update. ”

It's nothing. I'll tell you later.

“Yes, I'll get back to the mission. ”

Yes, thank you.

In the end, the sorcery group disappears.

At the same time, Heron rises from his seat. Then you move quickly, chasing the procession further and further away. Shortly after, Heron joins Rodenhark.

[Report. Confirm merger of corpse archer.]

“Who are you calling a corpse? A lump of iron.”

Heron's eyebrows twitch and twitch.

Then Rodenhark said as if he was uncomfortable.

[Objection. I am not made of scrap.]]

“I have something to ask you. ”

[· · · · · ·?]

“Have you seen a flock of holy men in the desert? ”

Is it because the topic of the conversation has changed?

Rodenhark had a curious look.

[Question. Why do you ask?]

“Your detection skills are much higher than mine. ”

In the meantime, I realized that we were on a mission together.

Meanwhile, despite Heron's answer, Rodenhark remains silent. Seems reluctant to answer. Heron adds to the fact that he did not say.

“This is what your master asked me to find out through the king. ”

When Ferda is mentioned, Rodenhark's eyes tremble.

After a while, a slightly mechanical voice came out of him.

[· · · · · · Reporting. I have detected it before.]

“What? When? Where?”

[A. About nine hours from now. I'm detecting individuals with divine powers heading towards the eastern canyon.]

The report continues that Heron frowns.

“Why are you saying that now? ”

[Answer, because I thought it was dangerous.]

Then Rodenhark returned with his answer. But there was one question. It was that there was a slight tremor in his voice.

So I've been meaning to ask you why.

An unexpected answer followed.

[Warning. Detecting presence among them with divine power.]

“ · · · · · ·! ”

Heron's complexion hardens rapidly.

I knew what it meant to have the power of character.

[So hide as much background as possible. In order not to get caught.]

If what you just said is true, Rodenhark's judgment was excellent. You couldn't defeat someone with the power of character on your own.

“· · · · · · · Wait. I will report to the king immediately. ”

When he finished speaking, Heron immediately put his hand in his arms. I used the tools I gave him to tell him this.

At that moment, I heard screams from the front.

“Ugh, ahhhh! ”

“Damn it, everyone, pick up your weapons! ”

“Akashada! Akasha has appeared! ”

Then you hear the warriors rushing.

Why does Akasha show up at this hour? Heron's tongue is low. Then you pause the call you were about to make to Silvan, and rush forward with Rodenhark.

Soon after facing Akasha, I asked one question.

Then why is it white? ’

All the coatings of Akasha I have ever encountered are grey.

However, the crowd that appeared in front of me had a white skin like an eye. Strange was not the only thing. Watching them was a strange refusal.

[Forty-eight hostile subjects detected. Begin the battle.]

Then Rodenhark draws his sword.

Heron also grabbed the bow.

Right now, it's more important to deal with Akasha in front of you.

After a short while, Rodenhag's charge announces the start of the battle.

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