Count Scribe's Tutor

“We have confirmation that Sererheim's forces have reached the northern border. ”

There are two big missions for Kalman.

One was to keep an eye on the movement of the Holy Nation coming here, and the other was to ask them to collect some ‘objects’. Meanwhile, Ferda, who knows where the Holy Nation is, nods quietly.

“I see. What is the location of the northern army? ”

“We are stationed in a city half a day away from the capital. ”

It takes three days' walk from the castle to the northern border.

This means that the Holy Nation and the Northern Army will be joined within the next three days. The Northerners will never stand a chance.

“But Sererheim didn't seem too keen on joining the Union. ”

Ferda twitches her eyebrows in Kalman's subsequent report.

“What's that sound? ”

“I overheard the conversation of those who appear to be commanders, and the goal of the Holy Nation is to wait for a subordinate to leave in a week. ”

The Holy Nation's purpose is not to join the Union?

If that's the case, I think we have a better situation. Ferda's expression changed from surprise to smile. A moment later, he turns his head to reality.

“In fact.”

“Huh?"

“Where is the army of the dead? ”

“We've got them waiting near the capital for now. ”

Perfect. Ferda has a smile on her mouth.

Then Isha, who was looking at it, suddenly got into the conversation.

“Homeroom teacher, you're up to something again, right? ”

A conspiracy. People might get the wrong idea.

Ferda shakes her head lightly.

“We're just trying to lay a game in our favor. ”

“A game in Jerome's favor? ”

“Yes, Jerome won't stand a chance against the Holy Land. ”

“But you said it yourself. The king himself told me not to interfere in Jerome's affairs. How can I help you here? ”

Isha talks in frustration.

From what I just said, I suspect she thought Ferda was going to attack the northern army. After realizing this, Ferda shakes her head as if Isha's thinking was wrong.

“We hit the Holy Land. ”

“· · · · · · · Yes? ”

Idle face again, Isha.

But the answer never came back. Ferda looks at the map on the wall and talks to Kalman.

“Kalman, I thought you said there was no western movement? ”

“Yes, it still seems to be neutral. ”

“Then we should travel along the western outskirts to the northern border. ”

When I was writing the projected route of my troops with a pen.

“Now, wait a minute! ”

Isha yells after a slow awakening.

She asked with a surprised look on her face.

“We hit the Holy Land first? Jee, can I really do that? ”

“There's nothing wrong with that. ”

Ferda shrugs.

Bernia said, "Do not intervene inside Jerome, but help us face the Empire and the Holy Land." So I'm thinking, what's the problem?

Meanwhile, in Ferda's reply, Isha blurs her words with a pale face.

“But if you give me a reason not to. ”

“As long as the truth has made a name for itself as a commander, the cause doesn't matter to them. It was always heresy to use unclean power in the Holy Land. ”

The realm and the Holy Land are enemies that can never be together.

It didn't matter why now. It only matters who wins.

Ferda speaks decisively, and Isha quickly shuts up. Then Kalman opens his mouth as he watches the two conversations.

“Oh, and I got the stuff you were talking about. ”

When you are finished, he brings you some backpacks that he left outside the window.

Isha and reality tilted their heads to identify the objects from there.

“What is this? ”

“Flags and uniforms? ”

A symbol of Jerome's royal army.

And a uniform worn by Southern Rangers.

“These are for storming the Holy Land. ”

“ · · · · · ·! ”

After this, Isha's eyes widen.

I can see Ferda's intentions at last. After a while, she bursts into laughter as if she's stunned.

“In the first place, the homeroom teacher was determined to bring Jerome into the war, no matter how the king got out. ”

“I didn't really want to do this. ”

Ferda shrugs.

“But I can't help it. Jerome's king is reluctant to get mud on his feet. ”

His reason for the existence of Jerome's kingdom is Serek's shield.

That's why I helped Vernia improve. But now it was not Ferda who was just going to leave her feet out.

“Then we'll just have to grab our feet and jump into the mud together. ”

I'll suck your bone marrow just as hard as I helped you.

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

* * *

Three-Star Knight of Sererheim.

Edfan Lucious is overwhelmed.

After graduating Elus Academy, it was the first time he had been on a big mission. It's also a wonderful excuse to save the high priests and brothers of a foreign country.

But I also felt excited for a while.

Edgar's mood crashes to the ground. It was because of Drohi del Harez, the leader of the mission.

“Phew, why would he do that? ”

A three-star knight like Edfan, he was appointed to the leadership by the power of his family. I know he's just a bit of a jerk at this point, but the problem was in his nature.

“I can't believe you came all the way out here to have a drink. ”

Yeah, let's say you can give up a hundred bucks and have a drink.

I've been ordered to do nothing near the border and wait for the reinforcements for a week. I could understand a drink from a dull heart.

But this place is a real battlefield. However, Drohi even rolled around with the courtesans who didn't even know where he had taken him. As an assistant, I felt so miserable about my position as his supervisor.

“· · · · · · Why the hell was that human appointed leader? ”

Edfan's face crumples.

The more I thought about it, the more my insides boiled.

“I'd rather be in combat than do this. ”

It seemed better to just go out on the battlefield and swing the sword as much as I could every day for the rest of my time.

And that morning.

Edfan's wish came true.

“Invasion! Invasion! ”

Suddenly, the battle begins with the guard shouting.

The identity of the enemy is a myriad of undead. Suddenly, they swung their swords and axes at the soldiers of the Holy Land mercilessly.

Of course, the Holy Nation did not stand idly by.

As soon as I learned who the enemy was, I began to fight against them with divine magic.

But this was also effective against zombies and skeletons, far from stopping the top undead.

Tsk, tsk!

With the sound of glass breaking.

The High Divine Magic that once boasted its strong defensive power was broken.

“Oh, no! ”

“Try magic again right away. Knng!”

The priests were about to raise the Divine Power.

The arrow in the black dimension pierces their heads. Desknight subsequently enters and wields his sword, engulfed in black terror.

Quack, quack, quack!

You cut the armor of the Desknight's Black Paladins like tofu.

Besides, the nightmare didn't end here. The Bone Dragon, which appeared in the legend, put the priests in his mouth and began to chew comfortably.

“Ahhhh!”

“Help me, help me! Huff!”

Priests torn alive.

The horrific screams of their screams pierce the battlefield. And Edgar faced this scene and trembled with his bleeding face.

“Huff, huff! ”

Is this what hell would look like?

Edgar's face is filled with horror. It was long gone. Then I see some undead walking this way.

“Ugh, ahhhh! ”

I tried to swing my sword while screaming.

However, my arm did not listen to me because of the dreadful fear. Meanwhile, the undead are closing in on us. A bloody axe flew towards Edfan's head.

Ka 'anga, Ka 'anga!

Suddenly, someone broke in and rescued Edfan.

However, it is a familiar face.

“D, Lord Drohi!? ”

Edfan yells with an unbelievable face.

Meanwhile, the leader of the team, Drohi, forcefully seized his arm and shouted.

“Get up and follow me! We're getting out of here!”

Along with the horse, the two of them left the wire behind and fled frantically. Edfan closes his eyes to the constant screams of his companions. Then Drohi's voice knocks at his ear.

“The kingdom of Jerome has teamed up with Silvan de Sernerk. ”

“· · · · · · · Yes? ”

What's this all of a sudden?

When Edgar made that face, Drohi continued to speak.

“Perhaps he's trying to frame us for treason. Only then can we gather the power of the nobles together and strengthen their unstable position. ”

Seems to have seen Jerome's uniform at first glance during the battle.

As Edfan's eyes grow larger, Drohi suddenly stops. He then turned his back and said in a bold voice.

“Go. And tell this to the subordinates. ”

“Yes, and Sir Drohi? ”

“I'm afraid I can't go with you. ”

He points at the bridge with a bitter smile.

Bloodied legs. It was worth it just to come all the way here. Edfan shakes his head as if not to follow Drohi's orders.

“I, I, I will fight too! Honorable death together. ”

“This is not a dishonorable mission. ”

Then Drohi cuts off Edfan's words.

He whispered with a serious glance.

“Sir, you're just doing your job. So you must carry out the task given to you. ”

Drohi's expression looked like he was already dead.

Edfan's eyes tremble violently at this sight.

‘I thought he was useless. ’

I never thought I'd see you like this.

It seemed that I was not appointed as the leader for no reason.

‘You misunderstand this man.' ’

It's too different from the way you used to run away like a coward.

Edfan drops his head in shyness. At that time, I felt a strange popularity from the front.

“You've been hiding in places like this. ”

Scratching iron.

Upon raising your head, there was Desknight, who alone slaughtered dozens of paladins. As the blood reaches Edgar's face, a large back blocks his way.

“Go. The future of your country depends on your life. ”

It sounds like a will.

Tears gush from Edfan's eyes.

“Lord Drohy's sacrifice must be remembered. ”

I tried to suppress the rising emotions and turned around. Then you run like crazy, releasing your sword and shield.

Kang!

You hear an intermittent sound of sword and sword slamming from behind you. Desknight seems to be chasing you right now, but Edfan doesn't look back and runs. To carry out the mission he was given.

After a short time.

As Edgar's maneuver completely disappeared, Desknight suddenly picked up his sword.

“I think about it all the time, but · · · · · · · · · ·. ”

He shrugs.

Then he smiled, flashing a sparkling glare.

“Excellent acting. It really looks like a paladin. ”

At that, Drohi grabs his face with his hands.

I peeled something that stuck to my face like a skin peel. A moment later, he reaches for a white mask.

“I'll take that as a compliment. ”

A young man with masked military blue hair.

Ferda smiles, returning to her original form.

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