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I visited Melissa to get information about the 13 swords.
My relationship with Melissa is mutually supportive. I became the subject of Melissa’s experiments or took care of annoying tasks for her, and she provided me with information that I couldn’t figure out on my own or gave me a ‘taxi’ ride. However, it is not an equal relationship. However, the relationship is still clearly strained, but somehow, Melissa has become bitter after giving Windy Flower as a gift. The experiment wasn’t coercive and I didn’t bother to visit.
I sat in the hut and stared at the vase by the window. Several weeks passed, but the petals did not wither and remained vibrant. In a place like a witch’s house, the vase by the window was lively. As I sat quietly looking at the flowers, after a while the door to the hut opened. Melissa said, handing me a stack of paper with the information she had previously asked for.
“This should be enough.”
I nodded as I read the records written on the stack of paper.
“Thank you.”
“what.”
13 sword pillars.
It was real.
“Sister, I have something to ask.”
“What?”
“If these records are real, why haven’t they been revealed to the world? “I understand ‘Silver Sword,’ but the rest are strange.”
Melissa frowned and looked at me like she was looking at a cockroach. She pursed her lips, clearly looking like she was holding back a curse. But she soon returned to her kind face and explained kindly.
“Do you know why this world hasn’t been destroyed yet?”
“Because the twins didn’t destroy it?”
“The demons are infested, the demi-humans make up half of the world as their home, and beneath the grand canyon… … . In any case, humanity is a very weak force no matter how many people call themselves ‘masters’ and ‘grand wizards.’ But humanity also has a ‘suppressor’. Beings who suppress their own destruction. And obviously the sword masters of ‘13 Swords’ are one of the strongest inhibitors.”
They are the ones who suppress the destruction of mankind.
Then, from now on, I will be the villain who goes to steal the sword.
I read the record. According to Melissa, who owns the 13 swords is not important. It is not that people are born and weapons are born, but weapons are born and people are born. A legend that has been around for hundreds of years, and the 13 swords that form its basis. Some people market the continent’s peerless swords as 13 swords, but this is not true. There are swords that are just called swords and do not have the shape of a sword. Before the Demon War, there were some people who knew, but now there are only those who know a lot in Kunkan, where nothing is important.
The sword was inherited.
Changing owners for hundreds of years.
It doesn’t completely disappear, but it doesn’t become obvious either.
After reading Melissa’s record, I was able to decide on my first destination without difficulty.
This is because, among the fragmentary records of swordsmen hidden behind a veil, there was a word I was familiar with.
“Kosan clan.”
The Khosan are a powerful clan of hunters and trackers.
What they hunt is not wild animals or anything like that.
devil.
They are a unique clan that specializes in hunting demons.
Since the Great War, Kosan’s whereabouts have been unknown, and he was last seen at Melkaran.
But I know where they are. The daughter and father are also waiting to be reunited.
“Sister, first I will go find the owner of the silver sword.”
Melissa answered as if she had expected it, opening the door to the cabin.
“I’ve prepared it.”
After riding in a carriage and leading a horse for the past few days, I was once again becoming acutely aware of the convenience that Melissa provided. Long live the wizard. I bowed, thanked Melissa, and left the cabin.
“… “Be careful.”
“What is it?”
The moment I left the door, I turned away, startled by the combination of an incredibly soft voice and words coming from behind me. However, the hut was already tightly closed and was giving off a strong ominous feeling that ‘if you open it, you will be raided’. Melissa told me to be careful. If Ushas did that, it can be understood as a sly snake wagging its tongue. But it’s Melissa, right?
“Wind Blossom, shall we go find more?”
I thought it was well worth it.
* * *
“Siyana, let’s go see your father.”
Gulsi, who brought the aronia shake, lost sight of the tray.
I frowned as I saw the shattered glass on the floor and the messy spilled aronia shake. Gulshi’s face was calm. She wasn’t surprised at all. But why did you act surprised?
“What are you doing?”
When I asked him why he did that, he answered that he felt like he had to do that for some reason.
I had to meet the Kosan clan one more time, sooner or later. But the purpose became difficult. I am going to meet the owner of the ‘Silver Sword’. To take away his sword. There are also limits to using Geolshi as a shield. Maybe both of them will be kicked out. However, it is too cowardly to leave Gulshi behind. The habit of wrapping my head in worries was gradually disappearing in this life. I decided to go and think for now. Because the result will not change anyway.
While Gulsy was preparing for the trip, I met Alieva.
Alieva, who had a busy schedule, willingly gave up a day of her schedule for me.
However, he had no choice but to show hesitation at the procurement document I presented.
“Are you telling me to procure this much all the way to Bertenbeken, on the Western Continent, in just two weeks?”
A questioning tone, I can’t help it.
Because the items listed on the procurement document were usually not ordinary.
“Please ask those people in the Free City. “It won’t take even a day, right?”
“I’m sure it won’t be difficult since we have the funds. But with this much ‘silver’ it’s really… … .”
“Don’t worry. “It is certain that the return will be greater than the cost incurred.”
Well, maybe.
I handed the letter I had brought with me to Alieva.
“And please deliver this letter to the errand boy at the top of Galdan.”
Alieva shrugged at the letter without a destination, but did not ask why.
The envelope of the letter only has words written on it.
[My treasure, Peregall Siiana]
It was a really cringy tangential cipher.
* * *
A few days later, I passed through Melissa’s spatial return magic gate and arrived at the ‘Great Jungle’. Gulsey vomited profusely like she did last time with Melkaran, but luckily she didn’t stain her clothes. The guy quickly perked up and spoke with a bright smile.
“I prepared Cuckoo bread as a gift for my dad, but in this weather, it will rot quickly. haha-!”
The western continent is wider than the eastern continent.
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To be precise, the domain of humans is much wider.
Because the East Continent is connected to the land of the demi-humans, it is impossible to colonize all of them except Kunkan and Sternil. However, the land of the Western Continent was inhabited by people except for two areas.
Prohibition of inhabitability.
One place was Melkaran.
Now, it has become an area that is rapidly changing as attempts are being made to pioneer it.
In fact, there is only one place left that is banned on the Western Continent.
The Great Jungle of Kasu or the Great Jungle of Longing.
The upper region of the Free Cities and the western region of the kingdom.
Excluding the land of the demihumans and the ‘land beyond’, it was the largest jungle area on the eastern and western continents.
It was a place with sinister rumors, just like the ban, but the concise warning was impressive. If you go in, you can’t come out.
But when I actually arrived, it was a brighter place than rumored. Perhaps because we were still at the entrance to the great jungle, we soon arrived at a fairly large slash-and-burn village. In the villages founded by serfs who fled from the kingdom’s interference, there were not only farmers but also woodcutters who cut down trees in the jungle, herbalists, hunters, and merchants.
He was wary of me and Gulshi, who were strangers, but he didn’t really start a fight. As she turned off the street and waited in front of a dry goods store, she saw a man walking along with the line of hunters. He was also a stranger, but no one in the village cared.
“Wow, it’s hot.”
Gulsey’s handkerchief was damp with sweat. Gulshi, who was constantly wiping her forehead and armpits, realized who he was only when a man came up to her. After thinking for a moment, he walked at a brisk pace and suddenly jumped into the man’s arms.
“Siyana!”
“dad!”
Wow.
The reunion between father and daughter was touching.
At least my daughter didn’t get stabbed.
* * *
Gulsey decided to stay at Jericho’s dorm.
Jericho and I left the village and entered the jungle.
I just left the road and walked a little to the side, and the people were completely gone.
Herbalists also only traveled along designated paths. There was not a single herbalist to be seen who had strayed from the path due to greed. Jericho asked me with a serious expression.
“Am I really understanding the contents of the letter?”
“I told you this before, right? “My goal is to annihilate demons.”
“Confucius’s help is personal, or… … .”
“This is a very personal help.”
“Okay. “Then, there is something I need to show you first.”
Jericho skillfully guided me through the jungle.
After a short walk, we arrived at another mountain village.
However, unlike the village I saw earlier, the atmosphere was gloomy, subdued, and immersed in sadness.
The place he pointed to was a cabin with an open door. A young child was standing at the entrance of a house and looking at something. The child’s eyes were empty. The guy looked blankly inside the hut, and as we approached, he walked away with slow steps.
I checked the scenery unfolding inside the cabin, frowned, and turned my head to the child.
“Is it okay for a child to see something like that?”
“The jungle dwellers are not afraid of dried corpses. Even if it’s a child.”
Inside the hut, three desiccated corpses were strewn about. The body could have decomposed in the hot and humid weather of the jungle, but it was completely dry like a mummy.
“What is really scary is a bleeding corpse.”
Jericho closed the door to the cabin and led the way to another place.
It was close to a slash-and-burn village, and was a basement hidden by thick bushes.
As soon as I opened the basement door, I felt sick from the bloody smell that assaulted my nose.
But Jericho seemed familiar and opened the door and passed the stairs.
“This… f*ck, what the hell is this?”
There was only one huge tool in the basement.
A huge ‘millstone’ covered in dried blood.
The basement floor was also full of dark red stains, making us unpleasantly imagine how much blood had been spilled in the basement.
The structure of the millstone-like device was simple. There was a wide entrance large enough for a person to enter, a structure designed to ‘squeeze’ something, a handle, and at the end of the chain connected to the handle, a handle that could be used to change the direction of a sailing ship. As Jericho worked hard to turn the handle, the millstone spun with a terrible sound.
“Do I understand this correctly? “f*ck this!”
Juicer.
“That’s right. “The families in the huts are the criminals who killed and ‘grinded’ the slash-and-burn people.”
“Humans, humans?”
“They were also threatened. In the end, all the blood was sucked out.”
This tool is a millstone made to ‘pull out’ everything.
Grinding something else instead of beans.
Something fit for hell.
Literally.
It is the devil’s instrument.
Jericho continued in a gloomy voice.
“It was very rare for them to appear this close to the city, but it did happen. “But this is the first time there have been incidents in succession in a few days.”
fantasy,
