Count Scribe's Tutor

Chapter. 66

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About three days after that.

Under the command of Tervand, thousands of undead forces have swept over Dylan. Although not all the acacians were dealt with, the battle itself was quite smooth.

With this momentum, we can be finished in a few days.

‘I have five days left. ’

Thereafter, the second wave of disasters begins.

Of course, it was a smaller number than the first air strike, but the difficulty was much worse. This time, elite so-called crystals appear.

‘We have to do it all at once. ’

If you kill them the same way, the fragments will continue to evolve.

At worst, it can evolve into crystals.

I had to stop it. Ferda's eyes are filled with a strong stance. Then I suddenly remembered that I forgot.

“Oh, right. In fact.”

“Huh?"

“How far is Heron? ”

It was about the movement of the desert tribes. Then he covered the book he was reading. Then I immediately opened my mouth and replied.

“I called you in the morning, and they're arriving in two days. ”

A satisfactory smile quickly appeared upon my reply.

I was worried I could make it in time, but I leaned in.

‘Then what's left. ’

When Ferda's gaze turned to the clock.

Isha's voice knocks at your ear.

“Mr. Home Teacher, shouldn't we be getting up now? ”

I remembered the last thing I needed to do with that.

Conference that Duke Setier mentioned three days ago. The meeting of representatives from the North-South and Northeast was to take place at noon today. After realizing that she had about a decade left, Ferda got up from her seat immediately.

Then I looked back and smiled.

“I'll be back then. ”

“Yes, please. ”

In fact, he smiled as well.

After a brief greeting, the two leave the room with nothing to show for themselves.

Soon, Ferda pulled the white mask out of her inventory. It was an item that changed the appearance of the wearer, a cloth mask.

When he put the mask on his face like that, his face changed exactly as it did.

The reason Ferda was representing was simple.

It was only the reality that gave me the right to speak at the conference.

That was to say, it was more likely that I would not be able to lie to you once if I participated as my original identity. So, it was better to say what I wanted to say on behalf of the practice.

‘With this, everything is ready. ’

All that's left is to drive the Holy Land back to its original plan.

There's a cold smile on Ferda's mouth.

* * *

As I've heard before, the conference was held remotely.

The nobles representing each region in the northeast, southwest, and the wizards participated one by one in order to facilitate the meeting. In Ferda's case, Isha was accompanied.

She draws a large enchantment circle on one side of the wall. Then, I applied the crystal ball finely spread the crushed powder. Then the wall glowed in jade, and soon it was covered in black water.

“· · · · · · You should see it soon. ”

Isha's voice trembles.

An unusually tense voice. At some point, of course. The nobles participating in the talks represent each region. They were practically royalty together.

Shortly after, the black wall gradually lit up.

Then I saw the faces of the representatives. Five delegates attended the meeting, including Ferda. Perda glances at them with an intriguing smile.

‘The giants are all in one place. ’

Four nobles representing each region.

Among them, Ferda's attention was captured by representatives of the north and west respectively. First, I looked at the old man with red brown hair.

‘The Marquis of the West, Earl Shrungen. ’

He is one of the kingdom's most powerful warlord and a powerful fleet. It was also the largest force supporting the First Prince at the same time.

Later, his gaze turned to the old man with silver hair.

Is the Warden of the North also Earl Recaton? ’

Recalton is famous for his second son, Sarphene's great-grandfather. At the same time, he was also the most cautious target at this meeting.

It's because of the noble who has a very friendly relationship with the Holy Country of Cererheim. They will surely lay waste to the Holy Land.

The nobles who attended the meeting looked at each other's faces.

Looks like we're all here. Let's get started.

A middle-aged man with gray hair opened his mouth.

Central Representative and host of talks. It was the Duke of Setia. And beside him was Earl Keshmif, master of all the Horse Towers.

However, Keshmif's face looks strangely dark.

The moment Ferda looks suspicious, the duc's words continue.

I'll skip the salutation as this is a situation. Well, let's start with the central damage situation.

The duc continues to speak in an office tone.

The central damage was no greater than I thought. The slaughtered territory was just one place, and at best, it was just one order. It was a cold story, but not a strategically important area.

That's more than enough. Who's going to report next?

I'll do it.

Fear of the Duke's end.

A man who appeared to be in his mid-40s stood up. Then I began to report with a solemn face.

Garnac to Morco, Eastern Representative. The damage to our side is...

A shield that guards the Eastern Frontline.

Ferda blinks as she listens to the story of Earl Morco.

‘The East originally walked the path of destruction from the first air raid. ’

Throughout all of the original times, the East has never been destroyed. It was not prepared for disaster, but it was because most of the troops had always left the territory due to training.

‘Certainly less damage than the previous round. ’

Although Akasha has evolved four times, the situation is not bad.

When I smiled inside like that.

· · · · · · · Complete the report.

Earl Morco's report ended soon after.

Later, Marquis Shrungen, the representative of the West, was naturally spoken to. Like a stiff face, the situation in the west was severe. Three territories were exterminated and five were hit irreversibly.

Even two of them were strategic points.

I could harden my face.

After a long time, the complaint disguised as a report ended. Then Ferda tried to get up from her seat. The report of Lord Shrungen mixed the southern situation, because he thought it was his turn next.

But there was a figure who happened before that.

I'll talk to you next time.

Marquis of the North, Count Regalton. He opens his mouth with a stiff face.

Northward, too, was not much different from the West. The damage was severe, and I was wondering if I could stop the second air strike that was going on right now.

The damage to the North is so severe.

The Marquis of Recalcon sighs as if frustrated.

After a while, his eyes suddenly turned fierce. The sharpened eyes turned to the young man standing behind Duke Sethier.

You don't have to tell me why, okay? Earl Keshmif.

The words made Keshmif's face pale.

It looks as if something is coming.

Let me ask you this.Why did you refuse assistance in the North?

The North isn't the only one. I refused their reinforcements.

Yes, the East has called for support several times, but · · · · · · · ·.

I fear the end of the Palace of the Duke of Recalton.

Earl Shrungen and Earl Morco complained. It was a complaint about the tower not responding to the request for backup.

Later, the silent Duke of Setier interrupts the conversation.

If you want to take responsibility, ask me. I gave the order.

Oh, you mean the Duke?

At that moment, the eyes of the duchess Regalton flashed.

It's as if he was waiting for it.

May I ask why?

Because I thought the antidote was the first thing I did.

Well, obviously the antidote is important. If we can stop humans from turning into monsters, we won't be opponents of the Kingdom.

The duc nods, agreeing with the duc.

Then he looked back at Keshmif and asked.

So you made an antidote?

· · · · · · Sorry. Failed to create.

A difficult answer came out between my tightly bitten lips.

Then the three nobles' faces were filled with furrows. Immediately, just before the Duke of Recalton exploded old age, the Duke of Setia quickly began to evolve.

This is my fault. I'll take full responsibility.

I'll take full responsibility. This was the best I could do as a nobleman. Besides, he's not hovering, it's from Duke Sethier.

The weight was different.

That is why Earl Shrungen and Earl Morco have closed their mouths.

Responsible? How?

But it wasn't the Count of Recalton.

He provokes the duc with a furious voice.

While the tower was wasting its time, countless families were slaughtered and countless people died. Do you think you can handle this on your own, Duke?

Well, that's...

The look on Duke Setier's face is embarrassing.

However, the prince of Recalton did not stop. He insisted and stretched his answer. This is our chance to break the Duke's spirit.

When the Duke's face became darker and darker.

“I'm sorry you're in the middle of a conversation, but may I say something? ”

Someone raises their hand. It was Ferda.

Meanwhile, is it due to a sudden disruption in the attack flow? The Count Regalton frowns as if it were uncomfortable to plant. Facing this, Ferda throws a shocking note.

“The antidote has already been completed. ”

I beg your pardon?

Y-you sure about that?

Earl Regalton's face was crumpled.

Keshmif exclaims with a glare. Ferda nods.

“Yes, it's all thanks to Earl Keshmif's help. Thank you."

No! What have I done? How the hell did you complete it? I didn't have a clue.

Keshmif was a very excited face.

But Ferda could not answer his question. Because the antidote he mentioned was not artificially created, it was just received from the third author.

“But I have to tell you something first. ”

Ferda, who got up from her seat, bows her head.

“Sorry, we're running low on antidote. ”

Hmm? How long has it been?

Earl Shrungen asked curiously.

Ten antidotes from the third author. Of course, I didn't intend to disclose it all. We need to keep enough extra supplies in case people around us get infected, including the actual ones.

Well, how many do you think we should disclose?

The answer was set. Just give me a reasonably reasonable number.

“There are three. ”

Ferda's answer is terrifying.

A moment of silence came. After a while, some nobles' faces fluttered red, and a fierce old age flew from all sides.

What? Three?!

Are you kidding us?

I understand. Only three are enough.

But Ferda had something to say for herself.

“I had no choice. I didn't have enough ingredients.”

What the hell is this stuff?

An antidote that even Keshmif couldn't make.

Which meant that no one knew what was in the antidote. If so, that was all I had to say about the material I could never get.

“The Heart of the Dragon. ”

What, what?

The Marquis of Recalcon's face twists into a daze.

Immediately, the other two nobles shouted as if it was absurd.

What nonsense!

Where the hell are we supposed to find a dragon like that from the old days?

Blame pouring in from all over.

Perda claps her mouth shut, facing this scene. I just stood there and took all the blame.

After a while, the excitement subsided.

Earl Shrungen suddenly pushes his face in.

Wait, who are you, then?

Well, that's a face I've never seen.

Now that he's calmed down, he's finally curious about who he is.

Ferda lowers her head slowly. It was a polite greeting that did not appear disrespectful or excessive. Soon, I put the name of the current face in my mouth.

“It's too late for introductions. Southern representative, Silvan Archdut. ”

Sealed arc dust noodles.

I see. You're the commander who averted the catastrophe of death?

Earl Morco recognized it correctly.

Ferda nods as if to say so.

· · · · · · Yeah, let's say you're giving in to a bag and it's true.

Earl Regalton, who was silent for a while, opens his mouth.

The fierce eyes poured out like a blade.

Does that mean the Dragon Heart is in the antidote you created?

“That's right. I fought dragons once. ”

I'm not talking about the heart of the great dragon without thinking.

He said that because he was prepared for this situation. Ferda explained the plague of death and the last dragon, Erc. The repugnant Count Regalton silently closes his mouth.

Phew, the need for the Dragon Heart.

That means it's impossible to make an antidote in the future.

The other two nobles sigh.

Shortly after, Earl Shrungen opens his mouth again.

In fact, there are only three antidotes.

The Marquis's words are terrifying!

The eyes of the three nobles in the hall suddenly became greedy.

A terrible disaster to turn people into monsters.

There are only three antidotes that can solve this. If this is known to the world, his antidote will be a treasure in the whole world.

Yeah, like right now.

Hehe! Then I'll use it where I need it.

It's a precious medicine with only three in the world.

Earl Recaton and Shrungen have had their fortune.

Soon after, the two masters revealed their true colors without anyone having to.

Send it this way.I 'll pay my king a tribute.

The west is too far. Why don't you leave that to the Second Prince?

Two who refer to princes who support each other.

From this moment on, the two returned to their original relationship. They started biting each other to get the antidote.

When the duc frowned at the ugly sight.

“I would like to leave this antidote to Duke Sethia. ”

Ferda, who was quiet, opens her mouth.

Then the two masters who were fighting each other made a blank look. because he was surprised by the sound of the blue wall. And it was not just the two of them who were surprised.

Huh? You mean me?

The Duke was also somewhat surprised.

Ferda nods, smiling and smiling.

“Yes, my lord, I trust you will do what is necessary. ”

By the time the antidote was released, it had turned into a coveted treasure. The erl himself could be in danger if he kept it in his hands.

‘But the Duke of Setia is a different story. ’

Even if the antidote is a treasure, there is no force large enough to target the duc. Besides, the Duke is the head of the Neutral Nobles. There was also enough reason to keep the antidote.

‘And one more thing. ’

From the moment the Duke kept the antidote, he had gained powerful power. We have to show him how to get the antidote.

‘Of course, it may not be the Duke's personality. ’

And Lord Regalton won't bite as hard as he did before.

I got a lot more than just the antidote.

Then the duc nods with a serious face.

If that's the Prince's will, I'll keep it.

As soon as the duc accepted the offer, the story was over.

Meanwhile, the two masters became hen-hunting dogs. Ferda laughs as she looks at them, still dumbfounded.

Then let's hear the last report.

Duke Setier looks this way.

Your eyes are much smoother than before. Ferda smiles as she meets it. Then I opened my lips that I had closed.

“Yes, I will begin reporting damage to the south from now on. ”

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