Until then, Saila, who watched the battle go, shows herself to the side of Ardis, who went down to the ground.
"Couldn't you both have thought a little bit about the possibility of me getting involved?
I didn't just say that resentful words turned that look back on my back.
"There's no way you can do this to that extent."
The Warcraft King laughs with his nose at Saila like that.
"What about Rona?
"That kid will be fine. Because I'm just losing my mind."
"Right."
Saila returns a soft grin at Ardis' words caring for Rona, who was blown away at the end.
"Wouldn't you be more scratched than that?"
Saila wrapped her hands around Ardis' wounds as she said.
Eating the Warcraft King's attack blocks the flesh and ripped skin as they see it.
"You, you could have used the cure..."
Saila answers to Aldis, crushing with an unexpected face, not a big deal.
"That's about it. Even you can use it if you understand how it works."
"No, you don't"
Immediately Ardis denied Saila's words.
The Church maintains that the art of healing is the power of mercy given by the Goddess to the weak human being.
In fact, the healing technique is mostly used by priests and monks who serve God.
Let's just say that Sorte, who is personally close to Ardis, is one of them.
But Ardis, who did not have a single piece of faith in the goddess, could not have worn the technique.
"That's not a good way to shackle yourself."
Saila finishes healing Ardis's wounds as she spills a line that can't tell if it contains any intentions or if she simply spoke that way in the course of the conversation.
"I'm good."
The giant dragon immediately returns a no to Sarah, who then turned her attention to the Warcraft King.
"So, how'd it go?
"Let's admit the kid there showed enough power. It's not always a bad thing to live long."
The Warcraft King answers Saila's inquiry with a delightful voice (frightening).
"It must be a curse of my own choosing, what more are you saying now? More than that, you've recognized the power of Aldis, which means you'll make new promises, right?
"I have no objection to making a promise. but it's not you who decides that"
When it was thought that something seemed to have been agreed between the two, King Warcraft and Saila turned to Ardis, who was looking from side to side like the other HR.
"So kid. What do you want from a new deal?
"What?"
Thought it was definitely outside the mosquito net (Kaya), Ardis frowns at the abrupt King of Warcraft inquiry.
"What do you want? Promises make it difficult for me to leave the land. However, new commitments can be made to the extent that they do not violate old commitments. Let me know what you want."
"No... wasn't that what Saila was saying before the fight?
Before the battle began, Saila said, 'I want you to let me broaden the boundaries'.
Naturally, Ardis thought that was the new deal.
"That would be what he wants, not what you want. You're the one who thought I could make a new deal, not anyone else. Yeah, you have that right to the gold earlier. But at least I'm not obliged to hear what I want from anything but you and that gold. So you decide what you want from me."
"Even if they say they want..."
Ardis peeks into Saila's face.
"The Warcraft King is right. I have no right to make a deal with him. It's up to you and Rona to make a new deal. So all I can do is ask you."
"Does that mean 'a commitment to broaden the boundaries'?
"Yes."
Thinking a little into Saila's affirmation, Ardis asks again.
"Why did you want to expand the village now? From what I've heard from the village chief and Elmer, I guess he's been maintaining the village in its current size for a long time. No matter how many more people lost their way in Alburn's civil war, there must have been wars everywhere before. I do not know why we are now accepting large numbers of refugees. It would have been as good as ever if we hadn't received refugees, and we wouldn't have had to expand the village by force, would we? Of course, I know I'm not in the right position..."
Ardis himself, a human being who has flown since.
If we have to accept extra human beings, the Ardis, who have settled in the village as one plus five, are one of the factors that narrowed the village.
Not to mention that I brought Hal and his sister from Alburn the other day, and I don't intend to object to the expansion of the village, etc.
One thing Ardis was wondering was' why now '.
"The village now - the scope of the juncture is defined by an old covenant and cannot be extended on its own. Perhaps a hundred and fifty or so people will be able to feed it critically in its current size, but villages that do not get help from the outside will suffer from hunger in no time if their incapacity or impoverishment overlaps. That's why I've always... abandoned those who can't hold me."
Saila closes her eyelids.
While realizing that his fist was gripping, Ardis pretended not to look.
"A man who is burned out of his homeland and has no place to go, a man who is persecuted and abused (mistreated), a man who is clothed with innocent sins and pursued... Surely that village could be a resting place for those people. But I'm afraid there's a quota limit on the resting place. I've reached out to only a small number of people from time to time, checking the number of people living in the village. Pretty hypocritical, isn't it? No, is it just self-satisfaction?
Saila opens her eyelids as she floats her self-derision.
It was the King of Warcraft who answered the question.
"It's not originally a juncture to create a village. It's strange to hide as many as a hundred people in the first place.... but at least the human being who was invited into the village is saved. Are you sure about that?"
Ardis was surprised by the words of the Warcraft King as if to defend him.
"I know that. But that's not supposed to happen, is it, to sort out who you save and who you don't save? Old promises can't be changed. Then you can lead to village expansion by entering into new commitments. But where the hell is a man who seems to be recognized by the Warcraft King for his power to make promises..."
Sarah's red eyes are pointed straight at Aldis.
"You're the one who showed up when you thought that, Ardis. I thought you would cross with the King of Warcraft."
"Is that why you took the helm off the expansion of the village and suddenly started hosting large numbers of refugees"
Then it would have been nice if you had revealed your thoughts from the beginning, and Ardis crushes his inner grudge.
"What do we do, kid? Is that what you want, an extension of the boundaries, or something else?
……
One hope floats behind Ardis's brain.
Warcraft kings are strong.
It's strong enough to say if Ardis and Rona can finally get a single machete in the fight in tandem.
If that Warcraft King could fight for me as an ally, I wouldn't be more comfortable.
It becomes a very powerful force in the battle against a female general who is an enemy.
But the problem was that its enemies (cuckoos) were ahead of the world's walls.
"Will you let me ask you one thing?
"What?"
"How far can you go?
"How far can you go, what?
"You can use any means you want, but how far is the limit of where you can go on your own?
"Don't be ridiculous. There are no limits. Everywhere as long as this sky lasts. Nothing will stand in my way in the sky that leads to the other side."
"Right..."
Answer of the Warcraft King. That shows that 'in this world' is the limit only.
No matter how strong the Warcraft King is, he cannot participate in the battle against hatred if he cannot cross into the world over there.
Then there's no point, Ardis thought.
There comes a relaxing voice that I'm used to hearing from the side.
"Hey, hey, it's over? Isn't it terrible that I'm the only one who's hurt?
"Rona......"
"What happened to the battle after all?
Ardis explains how he's been so far to Rona, who leans his neck and asks.
After recovering from Saila's healing technique while she was listening, Rona said softly after a few thoughts, "Well, as Saila puts it, why don't you mean extending the village's boundaries?," he said.
"... okay?
"Well, I know what Al is thinking... We're not without them now, we're not being chased by time, are we? We have ten or twenty years to prepare ourselves."
Lorna was definitely right.
The rush for time disappeared in Ardis after he found out that a year in this world was equivalent to a day in that world.
Even if the Ardis spend ten years in this world, their enemies will only be ten days old in the meantime.
Don't worry about losing your chance for revenge.
"Isn't it a priority for Philia and Liana to be able to stand alone first for that, too? That village is going to be a safe place for both of us, and I think that's how much richer we'll be living when the village grows up."
"Right..."
I can't help but agree with Rona's words, too, Ardis.
What Ardis wants next is the safety of the twins and securing the future, beyond the inability to harness the power of the Warcraft King as a force against the General.
Even in that sense, Saila's wishes were in agreement with her interests.
Ardis turns one nod to the Warcraft King.
"My hope is also to 'expand the boundaries of the union'. If that village is going to be a place of rest for those who have lost their way, like Philia and Liana, it means something to me."
"Fine. Same gold in there, huh?
"Yeah, that's fine with me too."
With Rona's consent, the Warcraft King opens his mouth to the harsh.
"Then kid, it's gold. Name it. Make a deal, or reveal your name."
"It's Ardis."
"It's Rona."
The Warcraft King opened its great jaw and proclaimed it after raising a roar that was likely to echo throughout the mountains.
"My name is Schuder. It's just a shooter. Let's admit Ardis and Lorna as new promises."
Then turn your giant eyes to Sarah.
"I swear in the name of my friend that I will grant that hope and tolerate the expansion of the junction that protects the village. - Unless it's against an old promise."
"That's okay. Your garden just gets a little narrower."
"... how far are you going to spread it?"
To Sarah, who answers sayingly, the Warcraft King turns a slight gaze and changes the subject to "Whatever it is," changing the spearhead of the story to Ardis.
"You guys had a lot of fun. You should let them have one or so souvenirs apart from the covenant.... Right, you want to take it back with you?
The Warcraft King pinched and offered the ore he had taken from nowhere with his forelimbs.
Ore emits a strange glow, showing various colour changes depending on the angle.
"Is this...?
It also looks like a gem at first glance, but Ardis doesn't recognize it either.
King Warcraft returns a hell of an answer to Ardis who just thought he saw that glow somewhere.
"Lecia, when you say refined stone, you know what I mean"
"Lecia Refined Stone!? This is all of it?
Ardis' eyes opened to surprise.
Lecia Refined Stone was the hardest and most beautiful king of gems in the world.
Even though it looks familiar, it's also impossible that Ardis didn't immediately realize it.
Because the size of the purified stone offered by the Warcraft King was as good as the child's body.
Purified stones that Ardis has seen are at best less than a cm in size.
It is of such magnitude that it is used as a jewel in rings and pendants as a jewelry.
The preconceived notion that the size difference is too great for such a huge purification stone to exist is the result of interruption.
It is said that Lecia is not only beautiful, but also very good as a material for weapons because of her high affinity with magic, and that no price can be attached to weapons ornaments made from refined stones.
Because its refining technology has already been lost in the first place, new products will not first come out
It is traded for an absurd amount of even seven-colored powder (lecia powder) crushed with lecia in powder form, and even the raw stone before purification has a high value of ten times the gold.
"Swords become protective equipment, and if you use them as ingredients, you can do quite a bit of that. It's more useful than a bad product to the point of mixing powder."
I wasn't quite talking about it.
The three swords used by Ardis - Aotearoa Colorful, Incense Chunxia, and Tsukishiro Fubuki - are based on heavy iron (Joutsu) and refined with seven colored powders (Lecia powder).
If you're going to auction off these three swords, it's not hard to imagine a hell of a value.
Apparently, there is a huge discrepancy in the values of the Warcraft King and the Ardis, who call it 'the bad stuff'.
"What's up?
The Warcraft King asks Aldis with an indescribable expression.
"No... it certainly doesn't make a difference that it is a valuable item..."
Rona pinched her mouth from next to Ardis, who seemed awkward.
"Isn't there someone who can process this?
Absolutely right.
Aside from refining already, even the technique of crushing and turning it into seven-color powder (lecia powder) has been lost.
I just received the Lecia Refined Stone, and in the end, the only way to use it is to sell it as a gem.
But if it's this big, it must cause a lot of disturbance just by putting it on the market.
With undoubtedly interference at national level, it would make it extremely difficult to swing and even sell off to the thoughts of those in power.
When I heard that explanation, an obvious color of disappointment floated in the eyes of the Warcraft King.
"Are you retreating that far..."
"Keep your eyes open to the public for a little while, too. We've been living like abandoned people for a long time, so there's gonna be a mismatch in the world."
"You guys shouldn't have told me. … but if it cannot be processed, does it make sense to have only purified stones? Uhm...... then it would be better if it had already been processed. Wait a minute."
I was told by Sarah that the Warcraft King, who thought a little about it, would fly away somewhere.
Eventually enough had passed, and the returning Warcraft King had a wave of sword on his forelimbs.
"Take this"
"What's this?
Upon receiving the sword offered, Ardis pulls it out of his sheath and confirms it.
The cloudless silver sword body reflects light and emits a seven-colored glow.
There was a mystical atmosphere that changed its color depending on the direction of reflection of light.
"It's a sword made of lecia purified stone. The handles are different from the tweezers, but all the swordbodies are made of lecia. It is outdated and bad, but the sharpness should not have dropped. This will work there."
There was also a great divergence of perceptions between the Warcraft King and the Ardis.
A sword made of lecia with all the sword bodies purified.
That is no longer the kind of thing that can be exchanged for money at a time when refining and processing techniques have been lost.
As a national treasure, it was a suitable item to be kept in the treasure trove.
"This stuff......, can I have it?
A sword made of lecia that does have a high affinity with magic would make it a strong ally.
But that's right. Aldis was also mindful of receiving a national treasure sword.
"I don't mind. It's been a long time since we had a good fight. Well, instead of that, sometimes you show your face and you stick with exercise."
Such Aldis' reluctance can also disappear when he hears the words of the Warcraft King.
"You guys are going to get rid of the lack of good exercise."
……
That also meant that they would be forced to fight like earlier on a regular basis.
"Doesn't neighborhood dating matter?
Ardis stopped hesitating, shuddering that he seemed to have an unexpectedly joking personality against the warcraft king who spewed out his blurry words.
As things stand, only the Red Devil's Sword can be scratched by the Warcraft King.
Given that we will continue to fight the Warcraft King on a regular basis in the future, it will be necessary to strengthen our hand held gear.
"... thank you."
Aldis decided to receive the sword, even as his heart was down.