EP.73 Side Story, Apostate (1)
There is a race of elves.
‘A species that lives in harmony with nature.’
Although they are known as such in the world, the reality of elves is slightly different. Rather than living with nature, it would be more accurate to say that we are blessed by nature.
Elves receive the protection of the forest from birth.
By receiving the protection of the World Tree, they gain extremely sensitive senses and superhuman bodies.
‘It doesn’t make sense, that divine protection thing.’
The body that received protection is different from that of a human.
Elves have brighter eyes than ordinary people. The legs are fast and the movements are agile. Elves, both adults and children, have the bodies of great warriors.
The forest’s protection makes him possible.
Having a naturally strong body is a huge advantage. Elves became strong warriors without much effort.
‘In particular, the elf rangers were holding on tightly to the gunners and skirmishers.’
Remia, that year it was also called a shrine or something.
Aside from the fact that his personality was a bit off-putting, if you look at his skills alone, he was quite outstanding.
An elf, an elf who went anyway.
The story leaked a bit.
The reason why I suddenly talked about elves was because I suddenly remembered the car that was treated by elves on the battlefield.
‘A gift from elf alchemists.’
A tea made by mixing several herbs.
“What did they call it?”
I mumbled and tried to remember.
“Did you say green tea?”
Light green colored water.
I remember that the hot tea called green tea tasted pretty good.
‘I feel like my mind and body are at peace.’
It wasn’t a bad time to suppress two crazy bitches running wild and enjoy a cup of green tea. She often asked for it from the elves and received it from them.
“·····.”
Recalling those old days, I lowered my gaze. At the end of my gaze, there is a cup of tea.
‘Is this green tea?’
Honestly, I don’t know.
First of all, it is green. It’s green, though…
The color was somewhat strange.
It is not a soft light green, but a dark green with a sticky feel, just like a potion.
“Uhm…”
I tried it to see if the taste would be different.
It tastes just as expected. It was extremely tasteless.
“Eve…”
I spit out the tea and put down the teacup. My mouth felt stuffy. I swallowed dry saliva and raised my head.
“hey.”
“Why are you calling me?”
“Are you really an elf?”
“Can’t you see these ears?”
“No shit, don’t elves ride cars well?
They say they are a nature-friendly species.
They say I was born and raised in the forest.
Besides, if you’re an alchemist, shouldn’t you be able to brew tea well?
As he looked at the elf in front of him with such questioning eyes, he chuckled.
“It’s a prejudice, Raniel.”
“No shit…”
“I only gave you green tea because you asked me to. Don’t complain. Would you like to drink more?”
I shook my head wordlessly. I pushed the teacup to one side of the table and looked around. There is dust piled up here and there. The store has hanging cobwebs and feels old.
A store located deep in an alley.
There was a reason why I came to this store, which was located in a secluded area where people rarely go.
‘Because I had something to ask.’
I turned my head and looked at the elf in front of me.
Silver-haired elf, Cardi.
An elf with animal-like yellow eyes.
I sighed as I looked at my old friend, who had as much to hide as he knew.
“Sometimes I wonder if you are an elf.”
“There is no elf as elf-like as me.”
“Beings who live together with nature in the forest. A nimble warrior born with the protection of the forest. “Isn’t that an elf?”
“It’s prejudice.”
“No shit, you’re an elf like an elf.”
“The elves you are talking about are probably the elves after the disaster.”
Cardi shrugged.
“The elves of hundreds of years ago, like me, were not particularly familiar with the forest. “The idea of discussing ‘elf-ness’ using children who lived less than a thousand years ago as an example only makes me laugh.”
“Oh yeah…”
You don’t say a word.
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I shook my head.
‘An elf who has lived for over a thousand years…’
When I think about it, it was strange.
Even among the long-lived elves, it was difficult to find an elf over a thousand years old.
‘Was there one?’
Was it Orvel, the king of the elves?
I remember that guy was a little over a thousand years old.
“Hey, Cardi, do you know Orvel?”
“Orvel? I know. That kid is reigning as king, right? “A lot of time has passed.”
···bantling? That gentleman?
As I was tilting my head, Cardi sighed and opened her mouth.
“So, Raniel.”
He tapped his fingers on the table a couple of times.
“What brought you here this time? “I wouldn’t have run out of medicine.”
“Why do you need a reason to visit a friend?”
“A guy who only visits when there’s a reason talks a lot.”
“…If you say that, there’s nothing else to say.”
I continued speaking, resting my chin.
“I just want to ask you something.”
Cardi nodded as if asking him to speak.
“Let’s listen first.”
“Well… first of all, you found something in the underground waterway back then, right? “Did you catch the guy who laid it down?”
“Are you talking about Skebal?”
“Yes, I learned a few things while beating up that skull…”
I stretched out both hands in front of me.
“Skebal called the curse on me ‘Shade.’ They call it the larva of the shade. And then.”
Clap your hands and clap.
When I slowly slapped my palms together, gray mana flowed between my palms.
Cursed Mana.
It was designed to counter the devil’s curse.
I pointed at it and said:
“When I saw this, I heard it was used by the sword of death. “It can be used by those in the shadow realm.”
shade.
“What on earth is shade? In context, it seems to refer to a curse…”
I narrowed my eyes.
“I don’t think that’s it. And, it seemed like you somehow knew.”
I looked at Cardi with narrowed eyes.
He answered with a sigh.
“…I know.”
“Are you going to tell me this time?”
“Just because I want to tell you doesn’t mean I can tell you everything. “We’ll have to see if the stars allow it.”
“···What are you talking about?”
“There is such a thing. “Because there are more than one restriction on me.”
Cardi smiled bitterly and stood up.
Then he took out the liquor bottles and glasses that were hanging on the display case.
“Do you like alcohol?”
“…Why alcohol all of a sudden?”
“Before I answer your question, there is something I want to hear from you. And, in my experience, these types of conversations are best shared with alcohol.”
He said, putting down his drink.
“I heard that you killed the black dragon Belial.”
“I killed it. “I had a hard time not dying later.”
“Have you encountered any other disasters besides the black dragon?”
“Hey, Cardi.”
I laughed bitterly.
“Five years on the front line. I’ve met them all. “I have only encountered the sword of death two or three times.”
“You managed to survive.”
“I almost died several times.”
Cardi pours a glass full of alcohol.
Place one glass in front of me and the other glass in front of yourself.
“Of course.”
Cardi looked up.
“…Can you tell me their story?”
“There’s nothing you can’t do. “Who should I tell first?”
“Gleria.”
“···what?”
“Martyr, Gleria Bel Armias.”
“Are you talking about Gletus, the apostate?”
The silver-haired elf nodded silently.
I glanced at him.
‘···Martyr?’
I looked through all the records to deal with the disaster… but today was the first time I heard the name Gleria, a martyr.
‘I’m curious, but… I’m sure they won’t answer even if I ask anyway.’
I sighed and opened my mouth.
“Okay, whatever. “Gletus the Apostate.”
Crazy alchemist.
A nightmare-like summoner.
I think back to the moment I first met that crazy man.
“The first time I met that crazy bitch was probably not long after we defeated the Black Dragon.”
Right after defeating the Black Storm and the Black Dragon Belial.
When our party’s reputation was at its peak, we took part in an operation.
“Operation to recapture Rodimel Fortress.”
It was an operation that ended in great failure.
Remembering that operation, I opened my mouth.
“In that fortress, we met Gletus the Apostate.”
2.
There is a fortress named Rodimel.
The fortress, named after an old swordsman, borders the black plains of the Western Front.
Black Plains, the beginning of the Demon World.
The role of Rodimel Fortress is to check in advance and report on the Demon King’s army that begins its advance there.
A watchtower on the front line.
Eyes of the Templars.
Rodimel Fortress, as it is called, is a strategic point. That is why many knights are stationed at Rodimel Fortress. Each of them is a veteran of veterans who has overcome countless battlefields.
The Rodimel fortress they protect will never fall easily. Everyone thought so.
“Did I hear wrong?”
so that.
“···Rodimel has fallen?”
The knight commander, Heinkel, could not properly understand what he had just heard.
“Yes, all telegraphs were cut off overnight. “Right now, it’s difficult to even approach.”
One night.
In just one night, the Rodimel fortress fell. No telegram was received. They say it was taken over without even having time to send a telegram.
‘···Does that make sense?’
Heinkel touched his forehead.
I feel like I’m getting a headache.
“There was no telegram?”
“···There was only one copy of that.”
The driver takes out a letter.
The mana that connects letters is broken. This is a letter that appears to have been hastily scribbled just as it was about to break.
-There is only one intruder, one apostate…
The letter ended there.
With so many knights stationed at this fortress, does it make sense that not a single letter was completed?
‘That makes sense.’
Funny enough, the moment Heinkel saw the name that was cut off there, he understood the situation.
“Apostate, Gletus.”
There are only a handful of enemies that appear on the front line, but each time they appear, it is a disaster that inflicts enormous damage.
“That summoner swallowed up Rodimel Fortress.”
Heinkel closes his eyes.
Rodimel Fortress is a wall that protects the Western Front. We must not let that wall collapse.
‘Can we deal with disaster with the power we have at our disposal?’
Ordinary knights won’t do it.
Disasters are things that go beyond common sense. No matter how good a knight he is, he cannot deal with disaster.
In the end, the answer is fixed.
“Call them.”
Heinkel gave a brief command.
“Because they are the only ones who can deal with disaster.”
The greatest power the Knights have.
If they were the ones who cut off the head of the black dragon that had reigned as the scourge of the East for hundreds of years, it would be possible.
Shrine, Remia.
Saint Sarah.
The wise man, Raniel van Trias.
and.
Champion, Kyle Torben.
“Summon the warriors.”
In order to deal with beings that deviate from common sense, we must also put forward those who go beyond the human category.
A word from the author (author review)
This is a side story that deals with the past that was announced.
I expect it to be short, around 3-4 episodes.
Although it is actually a spinoff, it is not completely different from the main story. Because Raniel is telling Cardi a story 😀
*A little late, but…! Still, I completed it 5 times a week!
It was a monumental week in which I participated twice. Actually, on one of those occasions, I took a day off and continued my practice… It would be hard to call it a continuous practice…
