Episode 1162
The place where Simon arrived through the teleportation magic circle was a quiet interior reminiscent of a mansion.
This mansion, with its soft earthy scent, was spreading warmth as if the wood in the fireplace had just begun to burn. There was a shaggy carpet on the floor, and soft sofas were placed here and there.
It seemed like I was inside an ordinary lounge, but when I looked at the scene outside the transparent window.
‘… … and.’
Instead of the sky, you can see the water of the lake rippling.
This was ‘Undering’s Lake Forest’, the battlefield of the Rune League.
Simon, who had been distracted by the natural scenery for a moment, finally looked around the interior.
‘Then is this the Dark Alliance headquarters where we will be staying? ‘Not bad.’
There was less than an hour left until the game started.
My heart felt like it was going to explode at the thought that the priests might come rushing in here in an hour.
“Simon!”
Camivarez, who was looking into the kitchen, popped his head out, flapping his bat wings.
“There’s a lot of food here!”
“okay?”
Simon also went to the kitchen and checked the food to be eaten during the Rune League period.
From fresh ingredients like carrots and tomatoes to dry or hard bread. It was just enough food for 10 people for 5 days. It wasn’t that rich.
Of course, Simon was very satisfied with this.
‘I’m glad there’s no such thing as self-sufficiency like Kizen’s island survival assessment.’
“There’s less drinking water than you think, Simon!”
Meilin said, lifting her tiptoes and checking the kitchen shelves.
“I think I’ll have to get it on site myself. “Later, I might have to float some lake water up there.”
‘Lake water.’
Simon raised his head again and looked at the scenery outside the window. No matter how much I thought about it, there was a lake too high up.
‘Since a forest of this size can be formed, there is probably a water source other than the ceiling.’
While Meirin and Camivarez were checking that the ingredients were not rotten and taking out the pots, Simon, who was curious about what the other representatives were doing, went outside.
In the vacant lot outside the mansion, there was Area 1 Occupation Zone, or ‘1-A’ for short.
Metal poles for occupation stood out in the clearing. Hector, Eisel, and Chatelle were surrounding it and talking with serious faces.
‘It’s already pitch black, so all the surrounding plants are dark.’
Only bare branches remained on the trees as if it were winter, and flowers and grass were either drying out or preparing to minimize their size to consume less nutrients.
Simon walked towards the metal pillar.
“Did you find out something?”
“Ah, Simon.”
Azel looked back at Simon.
“We couldn’t experiment with ‘occupation’ right away because the device wasn’t working. “Let me tell you what I found out-”
Knock knock.
Azel continued, tapping the metal pillar with the back of his hand.
“It has something like a wooden body inside. “The roots connected here extend underground so deep that it’s hard to imagine, and if we succeed in taking over, the Underlings who stay near these roots will likely come up.”
“I understand how it works.”
At that time, a broadcast sound rang out.
<50 minutes from now, the first day of the Rune League will begin. I hope that representatives from both sides are prepared.>
Currently, a thick barrier was erected surrounding the mansion where the representatives were staying and the occupied area of 1-A. It seems that only when the Rune League starts can they go out and conquer other lands.
Simon shouted, looking around.
“Everyone gather together! “Let’s check the plan one last time!” * * *
After a while, all the scattered Dark Union representatives gathered inside the mansion. There are now about 30 minutes left.
Everyone was looking at Simon with nervous faces.
“The priests of the Holy Federation are strong.”
Simon opened his mouth.
“One thing we must clearly acknowledge is that a head-to-head match against the Priests is at a disadvantage to us.”
The representatives nodded one by one.
“The compatibility is unfavorable, but so far the continent’s necromancers have fought on equal footing with the priests. Let’s not forget the teachings of our predecessors. “You have to target weaknesses, create variables, and shake beliefs.”
Claudia raised her fingertips.
“It’s like a protection major who is strong at first, but quickly falls apart when one of the colleagues he or she is protecting gets hurt, right?”
“That’s it, Claudia.”
Necromancers and priests have developed in different directions.
Necromancers are future-oriented, use any means possible, and do whatever it takes to achieve their goals. Beliefs and values can be discarded for the sake of victory.
On the other hand, priests are past-oriented and value beliefs, faith, and principles. A priest is strongest when he can fight firmly according to his beliefs without wavering.
“I think so too.”
Azel raised his hand and spoke. As nine people’s eyes were focused on him, Eizel continued his words cautiously, keeping a close eye on him.
“There is no need to hurt your pride if you lose in a head-to-head match. … … There’s just no need to fight on their territory. “We have to bring them out into our territory and fight them.”
“you’re right. “As expected, you are Senior Azel.”
When Simon countered, Azel laughed and his expression brightened.
“We will use everything to win, including the terrain of this lake forest, native monsters called underlings, and even the victory conditions of the occupation war. “They may want to solve the problem step by step according to the rules, but we have to be active enough to be reckless.”
Hector, who was listening to the story, opened his mouth.
“Then do you want to compete on the first day without having to go until the 5th?”
“It’s the opposite.”
Simon nodded and grinned.
“We have to make use of all the variables that occur throughout the five days. It will become thick and shake up the Holy Federation. “Let’s make a concrete plan.” * * *
——————
faqwiki.us
Join our Discord for new chapter updates!
https://discord.com/invite/xr7SxG5T6V
——————
Holy Federation side headquarters, 7A.
“We are going to lead a long game until the last 5th day of the Rune League.”
Lethe, sitting in the center, declared so. Around him, nine representatives of the Holy Federation were sitting and listening to the story.
“As priests, we have to make the most of our strengths. It would be difficult for them to recover if they were hurt or injured, but we are different. Defense and recovery, faith and patience. “Holding on and protecting is a priest’s specialty.”
Lethe tapped the desk with her fingertips and continued speaking in a serious voice.
“Without hesitation, we will proceed at our own pace until the fifth day. Then victory will naturally fall within our grasp.”
Number 5: Diana bowed her head deeply.
“Of course it comes. “Everything is according to the will of the great goddess and saint.”
Number 6 Hamiel laughed and clenched his fists.
“If it were a war of occupation, we would have won! We also have the Arendia sisters! “Once we occupy a place, we will never give it up to the necromancers!”
“I have a question.”
Wotton, Inquisitor of Pain No. 7, raised his hand.
“If I catch a necromancer alive, can I torture him?”
Lethe’s expression crumpled.
“Oh, hold on to something! “Kick him out and fight the next opponent!”
This time, Tergon number 3 suddenly stood up.
“My blood is boiling, I can’t stand it! I would like to deal with a person named Azel of the Dark Alliance. Would it be okay if I went into the enemy camp for a while? “Saint!”
“Did you just listen to what I said? “It’s going to be a long game!”
“me too! me too! Number 8 Jules Vincere is mine, don’t touch it!”
Lethe touched her forehead with a sore expression.
I already miss fabric.
“… … “Thank you for your hard work.”
Number 10, Saint Lisara, who was standing behind Lethe, smiled bitterly and said.
“anyway.”
Lethe stood up.
“Necromancers are people who will do anything to win. If there is even the slightest bit of disdain, we will be the ones to suffer. We will maintain unwavering faith and pace until we reach victory. “Everyone understood, right?”
“Rous! Asentior!”
Everyone bowed their heads deeply and answered vigorously.
“and.”
Lethe rolled her eyes and looked at Number 2, Moses del Beatus, who was alone next to her.
“Killing, even if it is an enemy, is absolutely prohibited in the Rune League. Do you understand?”
“… … .”
Moses nodded with an expressionless face.
He just nodded his head, but he still didn’t know where he was going. Lethe took a long sigh and sat down again.
“Then let’s make our plan now. Rephaim?”
“yes! “Please leave it to me.”
Number 4 Rephaim Medel stepped forward.
“I have great expertise in strategy and tactics.” * * *
<The rune league starts in 5 minutes.>
Everyone in the Dark Alliance came out to the barrier in front of the main base and waited with bated breath.
After completing the final equipment check and replenishing hydration, I waited while slowly counting in my head.
It was a minute ago when I came to my senses in extreme tension.
When I came to my senses, it was 10 seconds ago.
3.
2.
One.
Finally.
<Rune League has begun!>
The broadcast sound announcing the start of the Rune League spread, and the barriers between both the Dark Federation’s main base and the Holy Federation’s main base were lifted. Twenty representatives all kicked off the ground and flew up like a flash of light.
The most important thing on the first day of Rune League is ‘occupation’.
We had to occupy more territory than the enemy. Considering that the underworld would increase later, it was advantageous for him to have a lot of land.
All the delegates dispersed and headed toward the occupied territory. however.
-Wow, there are a lot!
There were obstacles. Wild Underlings swarmed around the metal pillars of the occupied area. The representatives had to first eliminate the underlings by creating darkness and divinity.
And assuming that the two powers equally divide the occupied areas of areas 1, 2, 3 and 5, 6, and 7, the most important area is the only occupied area in area 4, which is in the center of a wide open area.
Right there.
Wow!
Sigh!
The leaders of the two forces were running one by one through the forest on the right and left toward occupied area 4-A. While other colleagues were gradually occupying the occupied areas, these two people ran straight to the center from the beginning, leaving the other occupied areas aside.
“Ha ha ha ha ha!”
The leader of the Holy Federation was number 8, ‘Holy Sword User’ Sigmund Ahandel.
He possessed overwhelming physical ability as the strongest sex fighter in Afnel, and was raising dust wherever he ran.
He smiled broadly and looked straight ahead. He sees the leader of the Dark Alliance running towards him.
“You came as expected!”
The leader of the Dark Alliance was number 9, Jules Vincere, a magic sword user. He was running with a magic sword strapped to his waist, jet black exploding on his legs.
Kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa!
썣썄죣죣 죣죣!
The sand dust raised by the two boys came in a straight line.
The moment we finally meet in the center.
Oh my gosh!
The surroundings shake.
The sand poured down like a waterfall, and between them, the holy sword and the demonic sword clashed with each other and roared.
“Jul Vincere!”
Sigmund was extremely excited and spit flew out of his mouth.
“I wanted to meet you! “I was counting on you to come out first!”
Jules Vincere, who had lightly landed on the ground on the other side, threw himself up with a noisy expression.
Kang! Kang! Kang! Kang! Kang!
The white and black lines swirl dizzyingly.
The two boys’ hands moved at an invisible speed, and countless cracks were drawn in the center.
At this moment, when the peak of the magic fight and the holy fight meet, sword clashes with sword and howls fiercely like a beast. Sigmund is crazy! I laughed.
“I can’t believe I’m meeting an opponent who can perfectly block my sword! “It’s been so long since this happened!”
Sigmund, whose entire body was filled with excitement, threw away the magic sword and jumped up. As soon as Jules quickly raised the sheath of the magic sword in front of his face, Sigmund’s knee touched it as he jumped up.
Awesome!
“The world is so wide! Jules Vincere!”
Zul’s balance while guarding tilts backwards, and Sigmund’s sword, raised above his head, comes down, guided by light.
<Sacred Sword – Divine Justice>
A large slash of light is shot out like a pillar. Jules dodged the attack by rolling on the floor and regained his stance.
“You know, Jules! “Before we fight properly, I want to ask you one thing!”
Sigmund, who met his match, smiled brightly and said.
“Why are you fighting?”
Juul swung his magic sword roughly in a question-and-answer manner. The half-moon-shaped sword energy contained in the magic sword was fired one after another, but Sigmund, who dodged it with light footwork, rushed forward and brought down the holy sword.
Wow!
Once again, the two best swords in the force intersect, and the faces of the two boys suddenly appear above the two crossed swords and grit their teeth.
Gagagagagagagagagag!
Sparks fly. The tendons in both hands bulge with a lot of force. But no one backs down.
“Then shall I speak first? I have a cause! A better world! A more just world! “My purpose is to create a world where everyone smiles!”
Sigmund shouted.
“Of course it’s not easy! There may be many hardships and difficulties, but there are good people behind me who have my back! Many people find comfort and courage by seeing my actions! Originally, it was moved for the residents of the Holy Federation! “I decided to fight for the people of the Dark Alliance through this mission!”
Gagagagagagagak!
The holy sword gradually pushes away the demonic sword. Sigmund strides forward, putting strength on his legs.
“I will always swing my sword for a better future! how about you? Jules! “Why are you fighting?”
Jules glared at Sigmund, then sighed and said.
“… … “There is no reason.”
“No way! There must be something! Think carefully!”
“If I had to tell you why.”
Jules eyes fell.
“I fight for myself.”
When Sigmund heard those words, a question mark appeared on his face.
I had a look on my face that made me wonder if I had heard wrong.
“For your own sake…” … Fighting? That’s it? “Isn’t there some cause?”
“exactly.”
Jules answered calmly.
“Of course, I fight for the people who have given me grace, but if you think deeply about it, I end up fighting for myself.”
“… … under. haha. under… … .”
Sigmund let out a laugh once, but then his eyes tightened.
“Then this game is my victory.”
Kiiiiiiiing!
As Sigmund said that, his divinity began to explode.
Jules’ body, pushed back by the force, was pushed further and further back.
“I am for those who believe in me! For a better future! For people’s smiling faces! Fight for all those causes! “That’s me!”
manifestation of divinity.
The divinity trembles as if responding to his absolute faith.
“There’s no way you can lose to someone who only fights for himself!”
Wow!
Sigmund roughly raised Jool’s sword upward. Juul was roughly pushed backwards as if thrown out.
Light swirled around Sigmund’s holy sword.
“Even for everyone in the world!”
Sigmund raised the holy sword.
“I win-”
However, as if to block Sigmund’s movements, black sword strikes are drawn one after another in the air.
A sword strike from an unknown direction and from an unknown point of view.
It’s as if the air splits itself apart. Sigmund urgently put the brakes on his instinctive movement of striking down the holy sword.
Sigh!
A pitch-black slash passes through my neck. There are deep scratches on the shoulders and legs.
“?!”
Sigmund’s pupils shake as if he can’t believe it.
“Let me tell you something.”
Juul, whose eyes were already closed, slowly opens them. One eye had turned into a red demonic eye.
“The motivation for fighting does not affect victory or defeat.”
“No way! “There’s no way I can lose fighting for everyone!”
Sigh!
This time, my left leg was severely cut. Sigmund screeched and took a step back.
“That humble belief that the one with the strongest motivation will win.”
Juul lowered his posture and tightened his grip on the handle of the magic sword.
“I will break it right here and now.”
