Count Scribe's Tutor

Chapter. 90

golden bookmarks

The battle between the humans and the dead in Jerome's capital.

The unilateral massacre continued from evening until night and dawn. The army of the dead did not allow even one survivor, and the northern and western armies were wiped out overnight.

It wasn't just that.

The dead attack, under the judgment of each family, any suspected enemy. As a result, approximately 80,000 new deaths were brought into play.

This is a lot more than the sum of the Western and Northern forces combined. This means that many ordinary citizens were mixed together.

It's about the time of dawn.

The night of the massacre was late. Heron and Tervand, who were faithful to their master's orders, reported directly back to Silvan.

“My king, I have struck down all my enemies as commanded. ”

“Everyone who tried to escape has been captured and dealt with. ”

The words in both bundles nodded silently.

The army of the dead is now under the control of 130,000. Compared to the chaotic power of the kingdom, it was not lacking.

Soon, the reality was that 100,000 dead were divided into four groups, each ordering a defensive gate. The Eastern and Southern forces were also divided into four groups and placed with the dead. Then I turned my gaze to his family.

“Tervand.”

“Yes, my king. ”

“I'll give you 30,000 dead. Attack the Duke of Seor. ”

“I have the king's orders. ”

Tervand's eyes gleam.

I didn't ask why. I just followed. Shortly after, he got up from his seat and was about to leave the war. In reality, he gave further instructions as if he had remembered what he had forgotten later.

“Oh, and I heard there's a lot of Doubloons, jewels, etc. in the Marquis of War's Storage. Plunder everything that could be worth a fortune. There 'll be a useful place for that later. ”

“Very well, then. How do we deal with the humans? ”

I heard there are about 5,000 Elite Soldiers left in the Grand Marquis.

There will also be citizens and food brushes in the writing. When Tervand asked about their disposition, the reality was cold.

“I don't need prisoners. ”

“That means · · · · · · · · ·. ”

“Kill all living things and bring them back to life as dead. ”

Tervand lowers his head once more in a slow, furious fashion.

Then he went straight to the castle to carry out the order. With this, the disposal of the Grand Duke is over. In reality, he looks at Heron for the following instructions:

But in that moment,

Twitch!

I felt a shiver in my shoulders.

Not only that, Herr Temperature, who was sitting on his knees, and Isha, who was beside him, frowned. After a while, Isha gently looked up at the realm with a stiff face.

“Joogun, this is. ”

“Looks like we're here. ”

I nodded my head and looked out the window.

With the rising sun, you see a fluttering silver flag from afar.

Enemies for all unclean beings.

It was the flag of the Holy Nation Cereheim.

* * *

A troop armed with silver armor, shields and spears.

Sererheim's forces have gathered at the North Gate. Looking at the numerous silver flags fluttering in the wind, reality kicks the tongue low.

“Tsk, that's a lot more than I expected. ”

The troops I heard from the High Priest have 20,000 troops left.

However, the troops in front of me were over 20,000. A number that looks almost 50,000 at a glance. As he frowned, Ferda's answer returned.

“Because the cavalry was wiped out. ”

The original plan was compromised. They must have reported how many troops there were, so they were more likely to recruit.

“I don't think they want to attack right now. ”

Isha, who was scouring the battlefield, mutters.

Like she said, Sererheim's current army is in the middle of setting up barracks. The march was also an optimized march for defense, not for assault.

“I'm sure it's because I haven't heard from Count Seul. ”

Ferda quietly replies.

The North Gate, which was supposed to be open, was firmly closed and encamped on top of the wall by Heron and the undead. Maybe he realized something was wrong.

Then, I heard a loud footstep.

Tad-da-da-da-da!

I came up the stairs in an instant and climbed over the walls.

It's Kalman. He rushes in, screaming with a sweaty face.

“Emergency report at Ragney HQ! ”

Kalman knelt on his knees.

Then I shouted with a pale face.

“An army of the Norse Empire has landed on Quilton Harbor in the north! ”

“ · · · · · ·! ”

The words "empire" hardened Isha's face.

Ferda laughs as if she was waiting.

“You're finally here. ”

War against the Holy See and betrayal of the Empire.

This is the place where Yoo Baek Hyun, the eighth author, arrived and was the closest to the end of all times. Now the landscape that will unfold before us will depend solely on Ferda's choice.

‘This is the real beginning. ’

I cleared my mind, and I stood up all my senses.

Ferda raises her head again. Destroying all enemies, leading to a happy ending. It was the only reason Ferda was brought into this world, and it was her mission.

Then the voice of reality broke his mind.

“How big are they? ”

“They say it's unbearable. We didn't know the exact number, but we said we'd get at least 100,000. ”

Kalman answered the practical question politely.

Like I said, I'll give you 100,000. Because in the eighth round, when the empire betrayed Yoo Baek Hyun and his practice, the empire's troops reached 200,000.

‘So it will be the same this time. ’

That's when Ferda guessed.

The next question in practice followed.

“When is the Imperial Army due to arrive? ”

“It will take a week for the enforcers to try. ”

“Well, then Laderon's reinforcements should be here first. ”

His expression improved a lot.

Sernerk's strength alone was exhausting, but if Raderon's reinforcements were to join him, it would be worth a try. The practice nods straight away.

“Now that we have more time, let's repair the walls in the meantime. ”

Magical repairs were limited.

So, I decided to send the dead to work on repairs such as walls and gates. On the other hand, Kalman gives his opinion with caution.

“Shouldn't we attack from this side first? ”

Shouldn't we reduce the numbers before the Empire joins the Sererheim army? This is what Kalman thought.

However, the reality shook its head at once.

“No, that's pointless. ”

“Yes? Why · · · · · · · · · · ·. ”

“There are many reasons, but the biggest reason is because of that golden wall. ”

His hand was facing forward.

The next thing you see is a huge, pale golden wall. The walls surrounding Sererheim's armies were semi-circular, rising from the ground. He frowns as he looks at the wall that looks like a similar shield.

“I don't know what it is, but I feel really bad. ”

“Yes, as you guessed. ”

Isha nods.

It was like he knew what it was. In fact, he asked the question straight away.

“Do you know what that is? ”

“Another sun, the highest divine magic." ”

“Another sun? ”

“Yes, it is a magic that inflicts infinite health and magical recovery on the Sun and Moon believers, and endless pain on unclean enemies. Perhaps a lesser undead will melt before it reaches that wall. ”

It was a terrible magic to hear.

Meanwhile, after hearing Isha's explanation, something came to mind.

"Magic that has a similar effect to the heart of the Sun. ’

The heart of the sun, the sacred object that was taken from the bottom of the Frost Lake. Ferda asked me with no doubt because it had a similar effect.

“Then can you destroy the fierce undead?" ”

“It's going to be hard to get there. The undead who possess the claws are somewhat resistant to all kinds of magic. ”

It seems that it is not as good as the heart of the sun.

Isha nods silently and adds an explanation.

“But if it's used in conjunction with the Sun Cult's sacrament, the heart of the Sun, then it's definitely dangerous. The heart of the Sun is a sacred object with the power of God. It's not just damaging them, it's burning them up. ”

A mixed answer of concern came out, but it won't happen.

Because the heart of the sun is asleep in Ferda's inventory.

“It's not nearly as sacred as it is, but another sun is a threat enough. I also heard that you have to be a cardinal or a saint to use magic that size. ”

“The answer is · · · · · · · · · ·. ”

“There's a good chance there's a Cardinal or the Holy Spirit of the Sun. ”

Isha answered with a stiff face.

Then the face of reality became stiff as well.

“Hnng, you're in trouble. ”

“The bigger problem is not just the saint. The man in the lead is just as annoying as the saint of the sun. ”

Isha's fingers point forward.

The one she pointed to was an old knight who looked a lot like Duke Setier. The most powerful paladin of the Holy Nation, Ser Heim, and the only five-star knight.

It was Paladin Eloden.

“Besides, the Holy Knights and the Cardinals seem to have made up their minds. ”

Twelve holy knights, the most powerful force in the Holy Land.

And a cardinal who can use the highest level of divine magic on his own.

It was no exaggeration to say that there are all the forces of the Holy Nation here now. Then there was a figure that came to mind.

“Is he here, too? ”

It was obvious who he was asking.

In fact, he replied straight away.

“There is no Cardinal without a name. I can't feel it. ”

Thank goodness for your misfortune.

At the same time, I heard the ominous feeling of the work together. It was because I had no idea what I was going to do in the meantime if I didn't participate in the Holy Nation's war.

“Anyway, I bought us some time, so let's take a break. ”

Is it because I stayed up all night?

In reality, he turned away, exhaling a sagging yawn. Isha and Kalman nod their tired faces as well. Ferda was different. It was because of what I tried to do when I put the war against the Holy Nation at my doorstep.

Swook

After a while, what he had in his hand was a golden bookmark.

It was a bookmark that could call the author of the previous round.

[Name]: golden bookmark

[Type]: Consumables

[Effect]

Call one author out of every session for a period of time.

[Target]: 1st, 2nd, 4th, 6th, 7th

[Duration]: 5 hours

[Cooldown]: 30 days (fixed)

[Special note]:

When you use a bookmark, the record stops for a duration.

The summoned author cannot harm the shaman.

The author of the 3rd and 8th authors who have already been recalled cannot call.

The fifth author, who was blacklisted by the manager, was also excluded from the summons. Then there are five authors left. Ferda stared at the bookmark quietly.

‘I was going to call the second author, but · · · · · · ·. ’

Second author, Lara Hamilton.

She also seemed to know some of the truth about the world. So I tried calling, but I changed my mind. because the truth of the world had to be heard from the author for the fifth time.

And most importantly, there was another reason.

‘If we don't stop the third catastrophe right now, the manager is useless. ’

What matters now is not the truth of the world.

Preventing the third disaster that all the previous authors failed. Ferda, of all the times, mouthed the most desperate of all the times that the Holy Country of Cereheim had been driven.

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