Count Scribe's Tutor

Chapter. 80

Five years later

When the sun sets in the middle of the sky.

A long procession moves through the forest. On the seven wagons carrying something, the royal symbol flashes. A one-knight-sized escort stands guard around the procession.

Anyone can think that they heard something important in the wagon.

The southern part of the kingdom is where this massive procession is headed.

As we move for a long time, the young knight in the lead opens his mouth.

“We are about to enter the Erl Sernerk. ”

A man of obedient appearance with purple hair.

Then the young man riding with him muttered with a dark bitten face.

“· · · · · · Hoo, Did you arrive at all? ”

He sighed, a young man in his mid-twenties.

A nobleman with bright brown hair and blue eyes. As he sighs, he looks back at the knight and laughs blankly.

“It's been a short time, but it's been a pleasure, Wird. ”

“If you have time for nonsense, start arranging your wardrobe. ”

Wehrd's gaze touched the young man's shirt.

Immediately, he added something rather unorthodox.

“The messenger from Erl Serenek said he would meet you. ”

Wehrd's words are terrifying.

Twitch!

The young man's shoulders trembled once.

In fact, Wird's words didn't mean much. It was just a revelation that was planned out of my mouth. By the way, the young man was noticeably shaken by the words of Erl Sernerk.

A moment later, the young man asked in a trembling voice.

“Well, he can't be a dead lion, can he? ”

“What kind of joke are you making? ”

“Well, Earl Serenek's henchmen consisted only of the dead. ”

A reason for the disturbance came from the young man.

Wehrd ponders for a moment, then nods.

“That's what I heard, but not all of them. ”

“Ugh, that's why I didn't want to come! ”

The young man wrapped around his forearm as if it was creepy.

About five years from now.

The kingdom faced two crises.

The first crisis is the catastrophe of death. When tens of thousands of dead invaded the kingdom, the southern hemisphere was literally engulfed in destruction.

At that moment, a hero appeared.

The three sons of the archduke. He was a man called Silvan Archdutr. Awakened as a commander early in the day, he gathered his strength with the Elves of Sernerk Forest to avert the catastrophe of death.

The kingdom faced a second crisis, even before the wound of the war was bitten. Due to strange monsters falling from the sky, half of the country has been turned into ruins and thousands of people have lost their lives.

And even then, Silvan Archdut was active. Leading an army of undead, we defeated the monsters and found out that the Holy Land of Ser Heim is behind this.

Since the end of the two crises and civil war.

Silvan Archdut, who inherited the family, became a Sergeant of the new castle, Sergek, and became known as Silvan de Sergek. And this Heroic Land was the destination of the herd, Earl Serek.

The land of the hero who saved the kingdom.

But I didn't know that the young man's crumpled face would open.

“Are you all right? ”

“What? ”

“It's okay to see the undead wandering the streets. ”

“Yes, it doesn't harm me directly. ”

Wird answered bluntly.

On the other hand, the young man's face was still dark.

“No matter how harmful the undead may be. ”

I was just about to say I'm uncomfortable.

Suddenly, Wehrd's expression changed.

“Stop!”

As you raise your right arm and send a beep, all the wagons following you stop.

The knights guarding the wagon also watched the lead with a stiff face. After a while, Wird put his lips in the ear of the young man. He then whispered in a small voice.

“It looks like the messenger from Earl Serek has appeared. ”

“What, what? ”

Angry young man.

At that moment, I heard a strange sound.

Tick-tock! Tick-tock!

It was a sound that hit something.

After a while, the identity of the sound was revealed.

“ · · · · · ·! ”

Armed with spears and shields, the Skeleton Warriors.

After that, Skeleton Archer appeared together. The young man's face grows pale in the appearance of the undead army, giving off a burst of bright glare.

“Wird! Uh, Undead! The undead are out!”

“You predicted it. Let it go. More shirts.”

Unlike the scared young man, Wehrd's reaction was only peaceful.

Then, among the undead, a figure appeared wearing a blue robe. A young man with an enormous longbow. The young man who later found him shouted in surprise.

“Eh, elf · · · · · · · · · · · ·? ”

An elf with silver hair and sparkly eyes.

But for an elf, his skin is so pale. The young man soon realized he was not a living elf, and he was frightened again.

Then an elf suddenly appeared and opened his mouth.

“I am Heron Wiggers. A messenger from the Earl. ”

After a short introduction.

Heron glances lightly through the procession. A moment later, his gaze was fixed on Wehrd at the forefront.

“Are you the representative of this mission? ”

“I am merely a throne. ”

Wehrd shakes his head and takes a step back.

A young man who naturally came to the forefront at the same time. He swallows a dry saliva and spreads his lips with a tense face.

“Ah, Erl Aslette's household, Venice Dean Aslette. I am here to deliver a letter to Earl Three-Sernek, at the behest of His Majesty the King. ”

Venice pulls something out of her backpack.

It was an envelope stamped with the Seal of the Seal and the Royal Family. When Heron saw this, he said in a stiff tone.

“I've checked. I'll show you around from now on. ”

The Heron turns around and moves forward.

The skeleton squad, which was waiting for a short time, quickly surrounds the wagon like a escort. Meanwhile, did he take it for something else? The Knights don't seem to slow down with their weapons in their hands.

“You don't have to be so vigilant. We don't covet the living. ”

Heron says not to worry.

However, the Knights' vigilance remained. Then I did not speak more than Hertemperature. By the time I walked again for a long time, I remembered the sunset and the bright full moon.

Later in the night.

Heron, who led the herd without a word, opens his mouth.

“Since it's late, let's stay in Lehyne today and move on tomorrow." ”

“Yes? You mean Lehyne? ”

“I've never heard of it. ”

Wehrd and Venice tilt their heads.

Heron replies in a blunt tone.

“Of course. It was built a while ago. ”

As a sign that the answer is over, the high road ends.

Soon, the group reaches the end, their eyes wide open.

“ · · · · · ·!? ”

Like Heron said, there really was a city.

That's quite a scale, too. Venice stares at it dazed, muttering in surprise.

“There was nothing like this in last year's report. ”

“We started construction early this year. ”

An inconspicuous Heron.

Whereas Wehrd and Venice shouted as if they could not be trusted.

“No way! How do you build a city of this size in half a year? ”

“Wird's right. In the spring, farmers couldn't even be recruited. ”

Creating a new city means something different than simply building a building. It took a lot of money and a lot of time.

And you build a city in half a year?

It was also natural to deny.

On the other hand, Heron frowns.

Then he asked again with a face that he really didn't understand.

“Why recruit peasants to build cities?" ”

As soon as I heard that rumor, I saw something again.

A vast army of skeletons with Heron. Then, shortly after they encountered dozens and hundreds of Borat lights, they realized.

How that city was built.

Creepy!

I felt a chill in Venice's forearm facing the truth.

You must have built a city with an army of immortals who never tire of it.

The power of Earl Ser Nec has overwhelmed Venice and Wird.

Not long after that.

The group reaches the newly built city of Le Hine.

“This is the accommodation assigned to you. ”

With a brief explanation, Heron turns around.

He then pointed to the eastern gate.

“Enough for today, and I'll see you at dawn tomorrow. ”

After you've set up a meeting place and time.

The Heron disappears as if melted into darkness.

The skeleton troops escorting the herd also march towards the Eastern Gateway. The group is left alone, staring at their backs dazed.

* * *

Hours after that.

The party, including Venice, enters the assigned accommodation and unpacks.

Although the destination was near, the knights stayed in the same accommodation as Venice, just in case. Weed, the aide and escort knight, was also with him.

“Good thing nothing happened. ”

“Of course. The last mission came back in one piece. ”

With Wird's answer, Venice sighed.

It was a little awkward coming with the undead, but I was relieved that nothing had happened. Venice leaning against the soft couch soon looked at Wehrd with mysterious eyes.

“But what are you doing? ”

“I'm checking to see if there are eyes on the surveillance. ”

“Surveillance? Why? ”

“It is the duty of the Actor to assist the Mission Representative. ”

As Wehrd looks around the room, Venice smiles.

“Hmm, that won't do any good. ”

“Yes? What do you mean? ”

“Let's say there's an eye for surveillance, like you said. ”

Venice knocks on her window.

Immediately followed by his question.

“But are we capable of knowing that? ”

“That's · · · · · · · · · · · ·. ”

Whenever Wehrd tried to argue, Wehrd shut up.

Even Heron, who was merely a piece of metal, could not fathom his power. But could Wird have spotted Earl Sergei?

The answer was no.

“So just rest. We have to leave early tomorrow. ”

Venice digs into the duvet after saying something.

Wehrd, who was standing still, also turned around. It was because Venice was right. But Wehrd's guess was also not wrong.

“· · · · · · Capture Objectives. ”

Beyond the window, you see a young Cayman with pointed ears.

He was somewhat small-looking and spoke in a dull voice.

“We will begin surveillance from now on. ”

The muttering as a signal.

The two different eyes sparkled.

* * *

The next morning.

The mission resumed its movement to Serknek backwriting.

Meanwhile, Venice, the representative, was frustrated and went crazy. Wehrd was also so quiet that he didn't have much fun, because Heron didn't even say anything like he forgot how to say it.

‘But I'm also afraid to talk first. ’

For this reason, the mission moved on in a calm atmosphere.

Later at noon, when the sun came down again.

I finally see my destination.

It is the largest metropolitan city in the south, with white writing.

It was Mullan.

“My instructions are over. ”

Heron opened his mouth for the first time all day.

With a murmur that the mission is complete, he turns away soon.

“Mullen's instructions should be followed by that man. ”

Mullen's Introduction to Where He Pointed.

There was a man with a gorgeous figure. He had white hair and blood-red eyes, but if there was one thing unusual, it was that a single horn appeared on his forehead.

At that moment, Venice opened her eyes.

“Shi, excuse me, are you Lord Merced? ”

The eyes were half excited and excited.

Mercedes hesitates, his head tilting.

“ · · · · · ·? Do you know me? ”

“Of course!”

Venice screams excitedly.

“Ah, it's an honor to see you first! I am Venice Dean Aslette, the head of the Earl of Aslette in the middle of the kingdom. I really wanted to thank you when I saw you one day. ”

Merced looks even more dazzling in the extreme zone.

“I didn't do anything to thank you enough. ”

“No! You're the hero who saved my family! ”

Later, Venice did not spare a compliment on how great Merscht had accomplished, like a bard. Merced shakes his hand, his annoying face.

“If you want to thank me, thank my lord. I was just following the Lord's orders. ”

Merced turned his back on that word.

Immediately, he led the mission into the city.

Soon after passing through the crowded square, Pure White Castle came into view. It was the backwriting of Serknek, the destination of the mission. And then a new person appeared.

“Welcome, everyone. ”

Women in their early 20s.

A wizard with blue hair and red eyes was wearing a white robe that symbolizes the Winter Tower.

“Welcome to Sernerk Backwriting. ”

Right after I saw the wizard's outfit.

Venice has identified her.

‘I told you that one of the seven towers was staying. ’

According to reports that came up last year.

Then the answer is one.

‘Isha Biant, the tower master of the winter tower. ’

The eyes of Venice sparkled with interest.

Then Isha, who was welcoming the envoy, turns away. From here, Isha seems to be leading the mission.

Bummer!

The white writing atmosphere was very quiet.

The servants didn't see any, and they couldn't find any training knights. The city is full of silent silence. At this point, I even felt creepy.

How long have you been walking like that?

The mission has arrived at the entrance of the war. Isha then slightly bows her head toward the envoy, knocking at the big door and opening her mouth.

“Earl, the envoy from the Kingdom of Laderon has arrived. ”

A deaf voice rang out in the hallway.

After a while, the answer came back from beyond the door.

“Come in.”

A dry yet powerful voice.

At the same time, a tightly closed door slowly opened.

Heave-ho!

Later, Venice felt stiff. But that wasn't all. Wehrd, his aide, and all the other knights were firmly in place.

The reason was simple.

It was overwhelmed by the momentum flowing out of the war.

After a while, Venice's gaze was naturally fixed on the edge of the battle.

Sitting there is a young man who has just taken off his shirt.

Dark elf with silver hair and purple eyes. Lord of countless dead and revered hero of the realm.

Silvan de Serknek.

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