Count Scribe's Tutor

Chapter. 94

Elus Workshop

I gave the march order curiously, but it was hard to leave right away.

There was still a battle going on at the North Gate and West Gate. Fortunately, the three commanders disappeared, making the siege easy.

And the time of day.

Ferda is being treated for her ragged left ear.

“Well, that's the end of the first aid. ”

Isha rubs her hands together and says,

Left face wrapped in bandages. It's a little clumsy, but not bad. Ferda sighs while Najjik sighs.

“You don't have to do this. ”

I didn't lose an arm or a leg, I just cut my ear.

But don't you think you're overreacting? I thought so myself.

But Isha thought differently.

“That's it. Take care of yourself. The Master may be okay, but the Master is not okay. ”

Eliminate Eloden, the saints, and the others.

In fact, he literally trembled. Since there was no one who could use healing magic, you rolled your feet to stop the blood flowing.

After a simple disinfection, I saw that his ears had been torn in half, so I kicked him out roughly with a stiff face.

I was thinking about this when Ferda smiled.

After the treatment, Isha mutters, looking outside the barracks.

“I was really surprised earlier, by the way. I can't believe I turned those four into undead in a heartbeat. ”

There are four undead waiting outside the barracks.

Lohan has become a shriveled, stinking lump of meat, a princess who has been revived as a cusher arcade and a plague witch. Last but not least, Eloden, the symbol of the Holy Land, was transformed into Destiny.

“But I feel a little weird seeing you like this. ”

“What?”

“Isn't that right? You made her an undead, a paladin, and an empire princess. Don't you think we're some kind of evil mob trying to destroy the world? ”

I can think of that.

Ferda smiles silently at Isha's joking face.

“Quit your whining and bring it on. ”

“Yes, I understand. Just a moment."

Isha leaves the barracks after taking her place.

After a while, Ferda, left alone, suddenly sighs heavily.

There is pain in the torn ear, and there is no worry. There's only one reason. It was the gateway to the ongoing conversation of swordsmen.

[Phew, that's too bad.]

The sound of a spring wind howling.

Liridel Ioth, the chasing sword, mutters with a sigh.

[It was nice to be able to hang out like a mother.]

One of those guys who's been talking nonstop ever since Isha took out her bandage. Liridel was fine, though. Though he complained once every 10 seconds, his voice was delightful and easy to hear.

The problem was the other guy.

[This is all because of your contractors!]

Quantity as if you had cooked a train basket.

It was the bound sword, Helor Kshante. Every time the unique husky voice rang, it sounded like scratching a chalkboard with your fingernails.

[Even if you didn't interfere, I could have swallowed that inspiration. But you don't have enough to ruin it and you want to take it away?!]

If Liridel spits out a grudge, the Heliorg unleashes an elongated rage.

I keep hearing the same thing and my head is starting to tingle. Should I just throw it away? While I was seriously thinking, I heard a familiar voice this time. It was Rundal's voice, the sword that erased its existence.

[So you're not going to sign?]

Who said anything about no deal? I'm just annoyed because I'm distracted!]

The Heliorg takes it back with a dull tone.

Even though he's pissed, he wants to sign a contract. On the other hand, Liidel suddenly interrupts the conversation as the voodoo becomes a contract.

[Me too! I'd like to do it if I could. But...]

Liridel blurs, his enthusiastic voice.

The Heliorg's words continue immediately.

[That sword looks too much for all of us.]

[That's right, maybe the sword won't break.]

Maybe you're talking about the archaic mastermind.

A voice mixed with the concerns of the two swords welcomed the twin numbers.

[Yes! Very well thought out. It's too narrow now.]

It was Frank, the scrivener's boldness.

I was in a frenzy when Rundall came into the Secret Service.

Ferda smiles lightly, reminiscing about the past. Then the two swordsmen suggested the next option.

[So why don't you sign in like this?]

[Just pick and use when you need it. Don't you think it's more comfortable?]

Two swords thrown at Ferda.

Honestly, it wasn't bad. I used to hold a secret guard for a long time, and I was about to need an extra weapon. Ferda nods as if she knows.

“Then let me make a brief introduction. ”

What do you mean "introduction"?]

[Don't you know that?]

The two asked curiously.

As I was about to answer this, Rundall opened his mouth instead.

[Explained roughly only. I don't know either of you.]

Well, you and I are not the same creators.]

The Heliorg replies with convincing answers. Liridel, too. A few moments later, Liridel opens his mouth first.

[I can't help it. So let me introduce you.]

The silver dagger on the table glitters and glows.

Soon the introduction of Liridel began.

[Pursuing Sword, Liridel Ios. It's the first sword created by the Mother of Life. Abilities are literally pursuit, and anyone who gets hurt by me can never get away from me. Zero. Won. Hee.]

Is it because you've already experienced it with your body?

The last word sounded a little creepy. Ferda shakes without even knowing it.

[Oh, you can just call me "Li" when you want.]

Riley's voice returns with an exquisite tone, as if to when.

After a brief introduction, it was HelOrc's turn next.

[I am the restraining sword, Helor Kshante. You can just call him up. A second swordsmanship made for the sun and moon gods.]

A laughable voice.

Orr's voice was much more pleasant to hear than before.

[In fact, my abilities are usually interfering with one's movements, but sacrificing the soul of the contractor will change the story.]

“Are you restraining yourself from moving? ”

[Yes. The higher the contractor, the stronger the restraint. For example, if you sacrifice your soul, you may stop the flow of time for up to 10 seconds.]

I heard that I could do anything, but I didn't think I could stop time. But in the end, it was the bread of the painting. I needed the life of a highborn to stop time. Probably nothing.

[Okay, you got it? Then let's make a deal.]

I don't know if Ferda will change her mind.

I hurried up the contract. But Ferda shakes her head.

“There's still one left. ”

Who?]

“Kardar Novehim. ”

A sword that cuts through everything, one of the most useful swords of all.

Then it turned out that Kardar was not as toxic as Riley and Orga, even though they were chattering loudly.

Is he more quiet than a blunt rundal? At that time, the two swords gave an awkward laugh.

[Oh, sorry. He's too shy.]

[I think he should give up. He's extremely shy.]

A lot of embarrassment?

Ferda frowns at the unexpected answer.

[If you don't mind, may I introduce you?]

[Yeah, I'll help you.]

You nod silently at the two swords' suggestions.

Kardar Novehim's information flows from both of them.

[The sword that cuts through everything, Kardar Noveim. It's the second swordsmanship created by the Mother of Life, and it's a sister relationship with me. Thanks to his own little personality as he was created, he is the most powerful child I know.]

[Ability can literally cut through anything. No matter how strong the shield is, you can split it at once and cut the space as you have experienced it.]

With Orr's answer, guesses have turned into reality.

You can cut through space and hide in it. It was not an exaggeration to say that the best among the fishermen here was the ability.

[Also, cutting the space creates a unidimensional layer. This means that the area is temporarily inaccessible, and you may have noticed that.]

Dimensional monolayers meant transparent walls when they were separated from reality in the worst future. A sudden question arose when I was interested in having the power of venom among the five swords.

“But if you don't talk, how do you proceed with the contract? ”

[Oh, don't worry about that. He says he'll only talk for a moment.]

Well, that's a relief.

Ferda nods happily.

“Fine. I'll sign with three. ”

[Liridel Ios will recognize you as a contractor.]

[Helor Kshante will recognize you as a contractor.]

The two swords responded as if they were waiting.

After the ceremony, his gaze turns to the sword in the old knife shed. After a short while, you hear a small voice as the ant crawls in.

[· · · · · · Kardar Novehim. acknowledge.]

A voice like a child with a lot of shame.

Contrary to his natural abilities, Ferda laughed silently in a pure voice.

[Please let me know if you need our help.]

[Tell me when you want to hold on to something in return for death!]

[Well, if you'll excuse me,]

After saying goodbye, all three swords shut their mouths.

Gosh, it's quiet now. After a short sigh, Ferda lies flat on the bed. It was because I was busy chatting with the swordsmen or because I was a little tired.

But I didn't rest long.

Fluffy!

I felt popular outside the barracks.

“Ferda.”

After a while, the familiar shadow enters. A silver-haired dark elf in a red cape. It was in real life.

“How's the wound? Doesn't it hurt?”

The reality that was approaching me suddenly asked me with a worried face.

You look like you're about to burst into tears. I can feel that I am receiving genuine concern. Ferda nods with a quiet smile.

“That's not enough. Isha took good care of me. ”

It was true. I couldn't feel the pain any more, thanks to the thorough disinfection and proper medication. However, the dark face of reality did not think of returning to its original state.

“· · · · · · · Sorry. ”

“What are you talking about? ”

“If I could have used healing magic, I would have cured it perfectly. ”

There was a longing in his eyes.

It was a strong greed and will to learn healing magic. But in conclusion, it was an impossible dream. Healing magic is based on two-dimensional magical power. I could never learn to accept the magic of the negative dimension.

Ferda, who knew this well, waves her hands with a smile.

“It's okay. I didn't lose my arm or my leg. ”

“If I had, I would have finished off the Holy See and destroyed the Empire. ”

“Ugh, I'm afraid the Lord would do that. ”

The dreadful words that came out of the veil make Isha tremble.

With her words behind her back, Ferda greets you this time.

“How are you better than me? Must have been quite a horsepower. ”

“It's okay now. It's all healed.”

“What?"

“Yes? Really? ”

Ferda and Isha seem surprised.

It was because I knew better than anyone that the battle was consuming enormous magical power. But I'm surprised you recovered all of your powers in less than half a day.

Then, reality explained the reason for the recovery of magic.

“Yes, I transformed their souls into magic and absorbed them. ”

He pointed to Eloden, the saint, and Lohan, who were resurrected as dead bodies.

In response, I understood what I had said earlier. I told you I didn't have enough to ruin it for you. I didn't think that was what it meant. When I laughed like it was fun.

Flutter!

Those familiar with the entrance to the barracks appear.

The family of Silvans, Heron and Tervand.

“My king, we are ready to set sail. ”

“Just give the order at any time. I'll be on my way.”

It seems that the suppression of the residue at the North and West Gates is over.

Silvana nods silently and looks back at Ferda. He still talks with a face of concern.

“If your recovery is delayed, you may stay a little longer. ”

“No, I don't think that's necessary. ”

I've had enough excruciating tears in my ears.

Ferda rises from her seat. He slammed his waist with three kinds of swords placed on the table, and reached for the realm.

“Let's end this war. ”

“Yes, I've been waiting for that. ”

She smiled brightly.

That morning, Jerome's cigar fight was over completely. The death squad led by Silvan de Serknek set out for the sacred realm, Sererheim.

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