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Closed Kalvain is an old hunter village. Calvine existed even before Reinberg took control of Quartz Castle. They still maintain a friendly relationship, but Quartz does not consider Calvain as its territory, and Calvain does not consider Quartz as a territory it belongs to.
The personnel dispatched to Calvine were not knights or soldiers with outstanding abilities. Because there is no need. The knight’s shining silver armor is completely useless in Kalbane. Even the Blue Wolf Knights, who hold the honor of being the first knights of the Empire, are just ordinary people of Quartz Castle in Calvain.
Occasionally, there were people who went to the city from Kalbain village, and regardless of gender, the people from Kalbain were strong and showed outstanding performance. A representative example is the young ‘Caracal’, who started out as a junior soldier a few years ago and rose to the position of guard captain.
The Calvin people were strong.
They have a power that far exceeds the physical capabilities of the people of Quarts and the people of the Empire. Everyone knows that. However, the reason has become an open secret ever since my father ruled the Quartz territory. Although it is known, it remains a taboo that is not spoken about. Environmental factors such as having to go hunting from the age of seven, and life in an unexplored area bordering the land of the subhumans. That’s just a superficial reason, the real reason is that they are not descendants of ‘humans’. But Reinberg did not discriminate against Calvin.
The detachment was made up entirely of Calvinese people, except for the janitors and porters. Guard Captain Caracal and his subordinates are merchants in charge of the fur trade between Calvain and Quartz Castle. However, no one was dissatisfied with me leading the contingent. This is because the twins have accomplished many feats over the years, and are now more famous as spiritual practitioners who have awakened the power of spiritual beasts rather than as reclusive Confucius.
Calvine is a cold place.
They wore thick coats made of yak skin and fur shoes that protected their toes. He also wore a fur hat decorated with blue fur dyed with dye and embroidered with the Reinberg crest. This is my second journey with Reinberg’s emblem engraved on it.
There were three carriages.
One carried gifts and supplies for Calvin, and the other carried investigators and miscellaneous workers. The other one was a carriage for me. It’s definitely a good name. You have the carriage all to yourself, first class.
The guard captain, Caracal, and his twelve men traveled on horseback. Although they were not official knights, they were of great majesty as they were from Calvin. These are Kalbane hunters who hunt packs of wolves alone. It’s not for nothing that my father cares about Calvin.
As I got into the carriage, I remembered my purpose. Investigating the events taking place in Calvain is not my top priority. The task my father entrusted to me was to identify the spiritualist who appeared in Calvine. The Reinberg family was preoccupied with identifying and secretly convening spiritualists. I heard that Sister Ushas’ long absence was also at the behest of her father.
Count Schwarzen’s desperate screams were still vivid in my ears.
Demon, enemy of man.
Now that my father knows that impersonators exist, he will try to get the job done as quickly as possible. If another great war breaks out, the Kunkan Empire will collapse. My guess is that there isn’t much left. Until the day when the pretenders are eliminated from the empire.
* * *
The very edge of the empire’s territory.
A place far away from the armed areas on the border.
The village closest to the land of the demihumans in the Kunkan Empire.
The road to Calvine was rough and difficult due to the terrible weather.
The weather was warm at Quartz Castle, so flowers were in full bloom, but as soon as we crossed the guard post in the armed zone where the soldiers were on duty, heavy snow and strong winds immediately greeted us. If it weren’t for the wheels of the carriage made of special wood that is resistant to cold and shock, it would have broken long ago. The porters were confined to their wagons. Even the Quartz people, who were accustomed to extreme cold, could not withstand the cold here.
Fortunately, the trade route was in good condition with hunters selling fur and meat. Even if you look a little further away, you can see snow piled higher than your waist and mountains dressed in pure white.
“What a spectacular view.”
One or two black yaks looked at me from the mound. I heard they travel in groups. I heard that the number of prey has decreased. Is that why? The sight of the yak running backwards felt lonely.
Daa!
Dalby was busy running around outside earlier. Heo Yeon was already jumping around in his eyes, and at first glance, it seemed like his snowballs were moving. Now that he’s past the armed zone, he says it’ll be eight more days before he gets cut.
Sitting alone in the carriage made me feel sick. She slept in the carriage, and her servants brought her food. The people of Calvin rarely rested. They eat beef jerky while riding a horse, and only sleep briefly when the horse is resting. That’s great stamina. In the words of Naya Lannistar, the cold was no problem because I gained ‘spirit’, but the people of Kalbane were strong even without any special training.
“Mr. Caracal.”
I opened the window and sang ‘Caracal’.
Caracal is the commander of the guard of this contingent.
He, who was quietly driving his horse, came next to the carriage.
At first glance, I heard he was in his mid-30s.
A Calvin man who joined the military as a junior soldier, served as a deputy commander of the border guard, and rose to captain of the guards at Quartz Castle. He looked similar to my people, but if you look closely, he is slightly different.
His hair and beard were as white as snow despite his young age. He had so much hair that it stretched out like a lion’s mane.
It is also much bigger than the Lanistar. Maybe 2 meters? Above all, his eyes were strange. It’s closer to an animal’s than a human’s pupil. It’s hard to notice if you don’t look closely, but if you talk face to face, you’ll see it clearly. It is as fierce and ferocious as the eyes of an eagle.
“What’s going on?’
The voice is also intimidating.
Reinberg’s youngest Confucius called his name, and he answered as concisely as I did!
Anyone could see that he looked scary and seemed difficult to talk to, but not me.
“Let’s take a carriage.”
“jeon… … .”
For a moment, the caracal seemed confused, not knowing what to answer. Caracal closed his mouth, then frowned slightly and politely declined.
“it’s okay.”
“Uh, it’s not a favor. “It’s an order.”
“yes?”
“Take the carriage.”
Sometimes I get confused too.
Was my personality, inherited from my past life, damaged by Earth’s invaders, or was it originally damaged?
Since he was the one who spoke of Kantapia at the moment when his identity was almost revealed, he is closer to the latter.
“I’m bored, so please talk to me.”
Perhaps Caracal is a type of person you have never experienced.
He glared at me fiercely with eagle-like eyes. He seemed to understand my intentions, not hostility. I opened the carriage door wide.
“Con, please leave me talking for a moment.”
The caracal reluctantly came over to the carriage.
* * *
There was one reason why I wanted to talk to him.
“Caracal, have you ever seen the demi-humans?”
“… “I’ve seen it a few times.”
The caracal clearly hated talking to me.
“Have you ever been to the land of the demi-humans?”
“I’ve been there a few times.”
However, since it was a conversation with a valuable master of the Reinberg family whom he served, he endured it and answered sincerely.
“great. “Please tell me everything you have seen and heard about Ain.”
What I’m doing now was rude enough. And Caracal was a man who would say what he had to say if he crossed the line, even with his precious master.
“I’m sorry, but it is difficult to guess Confucius’ intentions. Why on earth are you interested in a barbaric land?’
“Because I have to go sometime?”
“… “In the land of the demi-humans, you mean Confucius?”
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“I’m a spiritualist. It is said that His Majesty Libera spent time in the land of the demihumans for training when he was young.”
The caracal paused for a moment and looked out the window.
I continued to persuade him. This is because the caracal gave off the impression that it was hiding something to say. Eventually, the caracal continued speaking, and I heard a more interesting story than I expected.
“When I saw the ‘star’ that destroyed the banquet hall, I once again remembered something I saw in the land of the demi-humans.”
“star? “You mean at my birthday party?”
“A Calvin man undergoes seven ceremonies to become a saint. The final ritual is to head to a barbaric land so that Kalvain doesn’t forget his roots. The deeper he goes and the more savage lands he goes through, the more he stands as a testament to his bravery. jeon… Foolishly, I failed to distinguish between bravery and recklessness. He went deeper into the barbarian land than anyone else, but everywhere else… … . “It was a forbidden area for non-humans.”
“prohibition? Is it like the Grand Canyon?”
Surprisingly, the caracal’s eagle-like eyes slowly began to shake and fear began to form.
“It is a place like a desert storm and the wrath of the ocean. A place where the world changes with one step. There… “There was something lurking around that I couldn’t dare to look at.”
“Are you by any chance the devil?”
“no. I’m sure they weren’t evil. They are just… The embodiment of nature… … .”
“Youngsu?”
The caracal answered that it seemed so.
“I can’t see or hear the spirits, but I think they are the closest to the spirits. The land of the demi-humans is very large. The empire feels like a village… … . sorry.”
Caracal apologized to me, probably because he missed what he said. I just shrugged my shoulders. Although he is the son of the Duke of Reinberg, he has no respect or affection for the empire.
“I was caught in a storm and at the moment of death, I was barely able to be saved by the demi-humans.”
“As a demigod, the enemy of the empire saved your life.”
Caracal remained silent. I did not forget my position and status. Well, even if I had defended the demi-humans, I wouldn’t have said anything. Lions, foxes, and corpses live in the Reinberg family. Are there so many demi-humans?
I was more curious than afraid about the being that scared such a strong man. Rather, I was slightly happy. I looked at Dalby playing outside the window. Legendary monsters, just wait.
“It was nice talking to you, Caracal.”
The caracal bowed its head and jumped straight from the carriage to its horse.
He was a kinder person than I thought. Well, that means he became a monk in Kalbain Village.
* * *
Arrived in Calvine earlier than scheduled.
Although it was a village in the winter forest, it was not desolate.
Kalbain, surrounded by high barriers, was a fairly prosperous village.
There was no gatekeeper in the village, so all you had to do was pass through the wide open gate.
Dozens of huts were visible, but no one came out to see them. Caracal seemed familiar and drove his carriage into the stable. Leaving only the porters to tie up his horse and guard the carriage, we followed Caracal around the village.
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