Haroon

Harun leaves the land of chaos in one piece, and sees Monsieur's group waiting for him.

"Phatan, you're all right!"

Monsieur greets Harun with a worried face.

"Fathan!"

"I'm sure Patan is the descendant of Balmon, returning here in one piece."

Monsieur and the warriors bowed down and greeted him as they knew he was broken.

"Have you had any difficulties?"

He asked because the look and attitude of the warrior chiefs changed when he entered the land of chaos. Harun knows the power of the warlords, so he wouldn't be in so much trouble if he wasn't a senior mathematician, but his face was so pale and his leather armor had turned into a mess.

"It was..... After Phatan entered the land of chaos, suddenly there was a great flow of Mana. The atmosphere, of course, shook the earth like crazy. Strange Mana came into the land of chaos, and a lot of horses were drawn in by the tornado."

Did that happen?

"Luckily, we were not swept away by the tornado because we were hiding in the middle of a dug up earth."

"I'm so glad."

"What the hell happened in there?"

"I don't know."

Harun was unable to answer Monsieur's question easily. The story is too long.

"By the way, did you meet Valmon's trail?"

"That's right."

Monsieur and the warrior chiefs no longer ask Harun for his answer.

"I'll take you outside now. Cannes and ammunition should be at the border of Monster Land by now."

"Let's do that."

When I first came in here, I was trying to avoid the Rumps as soon as I got out of the land of chaos. But I couldn't do it, considering the power that Balmon and his wives had given him.

Harun's group joins the warriors in the middle and quickly leaves Monster Land.

"Khans and tanks await."

When the scouts returned and reported, Harun had already seen a group of Rump people with outstanding vision.

'What a unique tribe.'

The Rump leaders await Harun's group, mostly middle-aged and older. However, men dresses up in small, specially made horns on their heads, while women dresses their horns in multicolored yarns.

Harun smiled unconsciously at the fashion sensation of the Lumberjack who emphasized the distinctive horn with other Humans. The old self tried to hide the horn somehow. But they were proud of each other and they were emphasizing it.

Harun likes people who are clearly organized by him. Their first impression was very good.

Harun's group is able to meet with the Rump leader, who will be waiting for them shortly.

"Monsieur, the great warrior of Rump Veroin Village, greets the Khans and Tans of the Tribe."

: Hook! That was Monsieur the Captain, who said bravery is the best. "

An old man wearing three horned hats comes forward and greets Monsieur. The old man had a face full of wrinkles and a crooked waist, but enviably with clear, deep eyes similar to that of a vatun.

Harun's gaze quickly crosses over to the Lump's superior. He is a Rump's superior who counts over 100, but like this old man, fewer than five have three horns.

"I didn't know Aporin Fomercan was coming out personally."

Monsieur's attitude toward the great-looking old man, Gryng, was not too polite.

"Haha. It's almost time to die, but I can't believe Valmon's successor showed up." Watching the legend come true is a Mozen Rump dream, including me. And this is the one the warlord Monsieur mentioned? "

"Yes, it is. This is Hound. He not only has Blood Essence, but he entered and came out of the Chaos himself."

After Monsieur's introduction, Harun came forward.

"Harun, who runs the storm troopers in the outside world.

Harun leaves the land of chaos in one piece, and sees Monsieur's group waiting for him.

"Phatan, you're all right!"

Monsieur greets Harun with a worried face.

"Fathan!"

"I'm sure Patan is the descendant of Balmon, returning here in one piece."

Monsieur and the warriors bowed down and greeted him as they knew he was broken.

"Have you had any difficulties?"

He asked because the look and attitude of the warrior chiefs changed when he entered the land of chaos. Harun knows the power of the warlords, so he wouldn't be in so much trouble if he wasn't a senior mathematician, but his face was so pale and his leather armor had turned into a mess.

"It was..... After Phatan entered the land of chaos, suddenly there was a great flow of Mana. The atmosphere, of course, shook the earth like crazy. Strange Mana came into the land of chaos, and a lot of horses were drawn in by the tornado."

Did that happen?

"Luckily, we were not swept away by the tornado because we were hiding in the middle of a dug up earth."

"I'm so glad."

"What the hell happened in there?"

"I don't know."

Harun was unable to answer Monsieur's question easily. The story is too long.

"By the way, did you meet Valmon's trail?"

"That's right."

Monsieur and the warrior chiefs no longer ask Harun for his answer.

"I'll take you outside now. Cannes and ammunition should be at the border of Monster Land by now."

"Let's do that."

When I first came in here, I was trying to avoid the Rumps as soon as I got out of the land of chaos. But I couldn't do it, considering the power that Balmon and his wives had given him.

Harun's group joins the warriors in the middle and quickly leaves Monster Land.

"Khans and tanks await."

When the scouts returned and reported, Harun had already seen a group of Rump people with outstanding vision.

'What a unique tribe.'

The Rump leaders await Harun's group, mostly middle-aged and older. However, men dresses up in small, specially made horns on their heads, while women dresses their horns in multicolored yarns.

Harun smiled unconsciously at the fashion sensation of the Lumberjack who emphasized the distinctive horn with other Humans. The old self tried to hide the horn somehow. But they were proud of each other and they were emphasizing it.

Harun likes people who are clearly organized by him. Their first impression was very good.

Harun's group is able to meet with the Rump leader, who will be waiting for them shortly.

"Monsieur, the great warrior of Rump Veroin Village, greets the Khans and Tans of the Tribe."

: Hook! That was Monsieur the Captain, who said bravery is the best. "

An old man wearing three horned hats comes forward and greets Monsieur. The old man had a face full of wrinkles and a crooked waist, but enviably with clear, deep eyes similar to that of a vatun.

Harun's gaze quickly crosses over to the Lump's superior. He is a Rump's superior who counts over 100, but like this old man, fewer than five have three horns.

"I didn't know Aporin Fomercan was coming out personally."

Monsieur's attitude toward the great-looking old man, Gryng, was not too polite.

"Haha. It's almost time to die, but I can't believe Valmon's successor showed up." Watching the legend come true is a Mozen Rump dream, including me. And this is the one the warlord Monsieur mentioned? "

"Yes, it is. This is Hound. He not only has Blood Essence, but he entered and came out of the Chaos himself."

After Monsieur's introduction, Harun came forward.

"It's Harun, who runs the gale mercenaries in the outside world."

"Greetings. I am an old man named Aporin. Is it true, then, that you entered the land of chaos and came out safely, carrying the Blood Essence, just as Monsieur the Captain said?"

The eyes of the Lump bosses gathered behind him, as well as the aporins, bloomed on Harun at once.

"That's right."

"Huff!"

"Suck!"

Harun replies: The Rump bosses have vomited mild malignancy.

"Could you show me the Blood Essence?"

You asked me to show you the real Blood Essence in the first place. With all due respect, Harun did not feel much discomfort in the thoughtful attitude and anticipated eyes of Aporin.

"Sure."

Harun draws out the Kindzal of Dusk and injects the Blood Essence.

Wheeing.

Kindsal at dusk has turned into a pure black longsword in a flash.

"Jing… I meant it!"

"Phew!"

"It's amazing that Blood Essence is being launched outdoors, but how can it be embodied in such an accurate shape?"

When Blade appeared, which was so clean and pure that it felt bright even though it was black, the Rump leaders were greatly shaken.

"Khhh... You've finally shown yourself."

After turning red in the clear eyes of Aporin, the thick tears flow down his wrinkled face.

"The Pomeranian aporin of the Theon Tribe is here to see Balmon's successor."

The tear-drying aporin fell down, furious and stunned, and bowed with his hands and feet to the ground.

"Khan Netahu of the Alpine tribe greets the descendants of the great Balmon."

"Tan Aminum of the Serots greets the descendants of the great Balmons."

Afterwards, the Lump leaders, like dominoes, bow down to Harun, revealing their origins.

That wasn't all. Thousands of Rump warriors joined forces to pay homage to Harun.

"Yikes! Get up quickly."

Harun had experienced it once with the group of Monsieurs, but this time more than thousands of people worshiped as if they were gods.

After a short time, the Rumps awoke, filled with joy that they had finally met the legendary being.

"I never thought I'd be able to see the descendants of Balmon with my own eyes. I can't believe this is happening to our generation."

"Wow, this is amazing."

Harun was too troubled to decide what to do.

"Let's not do this. Let's move. because there's something Patan needs to know."

"..... Yes."

I felt overwhelmed by being with the Rumps who treated me like a god, but I felt like I had to spend some time with them because of Balmon's request and some of the mistakes he had done before.

Harun tries to follow Aporin's lead, but suddenly a woman emerges from the center of the Prime Minister.

"Patan, follow me."

The woman with three small humps on her blue hair resembling the sky looked surprisingly early 20s. Harun's appearance was remarkable, as was the maturity of Ari and the cuteness of Bell.

Surprised Harun's eyes turn towards her, she opens her mouth cautiously, blushing her face.

"It's an honor to meet you, Fathan. I'm Shram."

When Shram introduces himself, the Aporin next to him gives you more detail.

"Shram is the next Katan candidate who thinks he's part of a pureblood clan that disappeared from the Iso clan."

"Is that so?"

According to Monsieur, the pureblood that started with Balmon and Asharte no longer exists. Perhaps he was wrong. No, it seems to be unconfirmed if you look at it speculatively.

Harun followed Shram to the camp at the Dispatch Base.

"Whoa! This is torture. '

A Rump with no use for perfume. The body of a Rump woman who does not know what the material is, but only dresses with metallic accessories and dresses in various colours, was emitting an unbelievably fragrant aroma.

The aroma was not only caused by the smell, but also by a rich mixture of strange pheromones that stimulated the males, and Harun's face quickly turned pale.

The faces of the Rump leaders who had been looking at it had changed profoundly.

'Hmph. Even with the destruction that Balmon foretold, we will have unimaginable prosperity as long as Shram is able to join with it.'

Aporin smiles satisfactorily thinking that way.

Harun spent two more days at the Rump Dispatch Camp.

'I hate this place.'

Harun could not resist the position of the Phatan.

The Rump legend says that no matter how much he tried to catch the scroll, it was the same in every way. Moreover, I couldn't ignore Balmon's request, but I had no choice but to make up for my past mistakes.

Harun gave away a lot of necessities in celebration of being ruined.

Stuff piled up like a small mountain for the eyes of the Ulmphs who have been living blood for generations. The Rump leaders were amazed at the distribution of the goods by the tribe.

"Oh, my God! What is this? I can't believe there's such finely refined flour."

"I never thought I'd find such beautiful clothes!"

"What a sturdy, glossy cookware!"

The Rumps felt a strong cultural shock from Harun's essentials. At the same time, I could be sure that the wholeness was true.

"As legend has it, Patan will bring eternal prosperity and abundance to our clan."

"The man Balmon foretold is different!"

I was still like God, but my daily necessities made my worship even worse.

But that was just the beginning.

"The Rumps need a lot of strength to live with the people of the outside world."

Harun gathered the Captain together.

Indeed, even the Rump warriors were like the mountain tribe warriors, and Magi was immersed in them.

Margie was getting in the way of using Blood Essence properly.

The same was true of the Grand Warlords.

42 of the great warrior captains who came here took pure stone from Harun and received a training ceremony created by Dylan.

Pure Stone will purify the cloudy Blood Essence within their bodies, and Beginner Swordsmanship will create Mana Ocean and penetrate Mana Road to effectively use Blood Essence.

"We need to deepen the Blood Essence. And we need to make a path for Blood Essence."

Harun taught the warlords with all his heart.

With his detailed guidance, the Arenas were able to achieve inner Mana Ocean production in less than a few hours.

"Dear Fathan, it's strange that your lower stomach tickles."

"Hahaha. That's where Blood Essence will stay."

The Grand Warlords create a place for the Blood Essence to stay, not just the sword. "

The paladins were already on the verge of using the Blood Essence as well as the swordsmanship, so their training swords produced the Mana Ocean without any difficulty and began piercing the Mana Road.

After two days, all the battalion captains produced Mana Ocean and began the joyous process of breaking through the essential Mana points.

Monsieur was able to produce a clear, light black error blade first. I had previously expressed a black error, but the power of this error blade was much stronger than I thought, so I learned whatever I could reach.

"Is this the sword of light called the Orion Blade?"

"Yes, Monsieur. That's how Blood Essence was implemented as an alien. From now on, Monsieur and the Grand Warlords should hand over what I have given to the warriors and take the Rump force to the next level or higher. There is a battle waiting to be fought with those who plan to open the gates of the castle, so if you join them and build your balls, the people of the outside world will no longer misunderstand or reject the Rump as Orcs or monsters."

"Leave it to me. We will certainly raise the level of warriors to their fullest in a short time."

Monsieur once again swears by the highest reverence.

Following Monsieur's success in generating the Blade, the Rump commanders were not amazed by the destruction Balmon had foreseen.

Harun spends most of his time with the Grand Warlord, but talks a lot with the others.

"So we can learn resonance magic, too?"

Those who heard the stories of the torturers from the mountain tribes showed great interest in magic.

"Yes. The resonance magic of the Tornado Tower is a combination of magic and magic. The Khans can quickly master the resonance magic of our Cyclone Horse by learning inadequate magic and taking advantage of it."

"Oh, I've always been jealous of magic, but we can learn it, too!"

The Rumps knew magic because they had to experience the world without exception for the warlord candidates and the Khan.

I already had the pure stones necessary for a shaman to master magic, but I had no choice but to wait for the next day because I didn't know much about magic.

"I'll get you out of the Cyclone Horse later. They'll show you how to use magic."

"I look forward to it. I hope it comes soon."

The cars were as excited as the wizards, hoping that day would come soon enough.

Before he left, he called a meeting of the chief ministers to explain the current situation of the outside world, and told them that the Rumps had to work together in the war against the Darkness in order to enter the world.

I warned them of the dangers of the Darkness, and the choice was theirs.

"As soon as the tribe meetings are convened, I will discuss the participant in the Great Darkness War proposed by Fatan in depth. You don't have to worry as much as you have accumulated opinions about going out into the world. Even though the rest of the world may think we're naive, 200,000 of our brave and outstanding warriors will be enough power."

'Well, even a tenth of the warriors would be enormous if they could build Mana Ocean and pierce the Mana Road with a training ceremony.'

It was only two days, but I was relieved to see the progress of the Rump warriors. Rather, I was afraid to send this group into a world that knows nothing.

Harun promised the Wind Merchant Guild that he would regularly visit the Rumps scattered in Hookran to provide them with vital supplies.

"Haha. As soon as the Phatan appears, the Party's standard of living seems to be running a few steps."

The leaders, including Laforin, were greatly pleased with Harun's promise.

Harun, who had spent two days like that, was about to leave shortly afterwards.

Ten Rump Khans were able to have intelligent conversations, so there was no need to worry about communication.

Although the Rumps were uncomfortable treating themselves as gods, they would help Harun greatly at the crucial moment.

When I was preparing for the breakup like that, I had an unexpected problem.

"I'll follow Phatan, too!"

It was Shram.

Wherever Harun went in the last two days, Shram was stubborn and blocked Harun's path.

"Shram, my path is dangerous."

"I know. I've heard the legend that Balmon's heir should walk a bloodstained path. But Ashate told me that the Rump woman has to work that way so that our family can prosper forever."

"Yes?"

I didn't think Asharte would say that.

"A long time ago, Ashate worked as a birthright and spent her life grumbling against death with Balmon. So I told the Rump women to follow me for the rest of my life, unlike myself, when Balmon's heir appeared."

"But that's....."

"No matter what Harun says, I will follow."

Harun is embarrassed.

'If you accompany this woman, you will surely be shaken.'

Although it had been two days and there had been no small talk or collision, Shram had recently rocked Harun's village violently. She was the ideal woman.

"Patan, accompany Shram. You don't have to worry about Shram being in danger. Shram has the minimum power to protect the healing power and intelligence left by his ancestors, Ashate."

"Yes?"

What are you talking about?

"Ashate had a healing box. That's why Balmon was also helped by Ashate. Shram is presumed to be pureblood, a long-lost form of evidence that shows the healing power and the ability to tame monsters and magic spells, and under any circumstance, the ability to protect the body."

Harun is even more embarrassed by what Aporin said. Not that I don't like the company of Shram, but that I'm afraid that Ari will have a different heart for her. Shram was prepared to kill himself if Harun just left. It didn't matter how persuasive he was.

"Phew! I'd like to go with you, but it's going to take some strength." I don't think so. "

You will hear all sorts of sounds behind Shram's back as he goes along.

"Besides, the Rumps are my spleen, so I have to hide them until I know they're there."

After Harun said so, Shram was no longer stubborn.

"Ugh! Ugh!"

Harun felt so embarrassed as his tears poured out.

"I'll go with you when it's done. It won't be dangerous then."

"Phew. Hey, you promise?"

"Yes."

"Hoho. I'll wait until Fatan calls me. In the meantime, I will strengthen my strength so I can help Phatan."

Shram smiles brightly, his eyes still wet as if he had cried at Harun's promise.

I think I caught it from Shram. He had a strange look on his face as if he knew this would happen to the Rump, including Aporin.

How do I talk to Belle and Ari later? '