A Genius Gamer Reincarnated into a Hero’s Family Chapter 166

Genius Gamer, Reincarnated into a Heroic Family Chapter 166

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The military city of Bahams had a very special meaning in the Barendal inter-tribal war.

This is because it was the city where the ‘Red Revolutionary Alliance’ of humans, who fought against more than seven different races including the Crocodile Tribe, the Miao Tribe, and the Yager Tribe, was first formed.

The city of Bahams was a place independent from other nations due to its outstanding military power, to the point that it could be called a nation in its own right. However, since that day 20 years ago, when two kingdoms and one republic gathered around this place and declared war on the foreign race, this place has become a completely strategic and tactical stronghold.

In other words, being a ‘city council member’ in Bahamas City means that you are in a position where you can exert some influence even among the forces in the battleground.

Few nobles would dare to treat lightly a city councilor who could command the city’s military and who had direct ties to the ‘Red Revolutionary Alliance’.

That was why Karims thought that the boy would not refuse his offer to go to the council.

“No, I’m busy so I don’t need the award. I’ll have to go.”

“… … .”

The boy’s reaction was a little different from what he had expected. Karims nodded with a slight frown on his face. Then, the soldiers waiting behind him slowly approached and surrounded Harang.

“The train you came on was not supposed to arrive at Irels Station. Instead, it was hijacked and made an emergency landing. Do you know what this place is like? It’s a war zone. There may be a dangerous person on board, and I can’t let you go until their identity is confirmed.”

As Karim spoke, he looked at the Deadrang mercenary group being dragged away with a frowning expression.

“… … If someone is strong enough to defeat a mercenary like that, then a more thorough investigation is necessary. Don’t you think so? Considering that this is a conflict zone, I would like to ask for your cooperation.”

In fact, even as I speak, I still have doubts.

Did that little boy really defeat Redrock, the leader of the Deadrang mercenary force?

He was a 6-star strongman who was showing tremendous performance on the battlefield.

‘Black hair and black eyes.’

Karims knew that Harang was a nobleman from his appearance, but he did not think he was of great noble birth.

Although black eyes are not that common, they are still quite common among those of noble birth.

He didn’t have any special eye color and he didn’t proudly display his family crest, so he must have come from an unremarkable family.

Although it was not uncommon for eye color to be changed with contact lenses, eyes with a special color were extremely rare even among the upper class nobles, so they would not hide it but rather proudly display it.

“ha…….”

Harang closed her eyes tightly and placed one hand on her forehead.

It was quite absurd that a city council member was acting arrogantly.

I’ve been patient for a long time.

Why have you been hiding your identity all this time?

If I were to make an excuse for this, it would be that I had been performing such duties in Arniel for a long time.

Additionally, most of the Foldun Knights of Kaladan tend to hide their identities while on missions.

This was because if you revealed your identity from the beginning, the mission would often get complicated due to the heavy weight of the name Kaladan.

however.

He wasn’t on a mission right now.

The Arniel infiltration mission given to him was successfully, if not perfectly, completed, and now he is on his way back, isn’t he?

The Foldun Knights of Kaladan would return to duty wearing the uniform and cloak of Kaladan, their silver eyes proudly displayed… … .

But why did you try so desperately to hide your identity?

Isn’t it obvious?

Harang could tell herself that it was because she was ‘scared.’

He almost died from an attack by 8-star mercenaries, and the group ‘Del Pael’ wearing white spiderweb masks openly declared that they were after him… … .

However, that also had its limitations.

Harang remembered what Avalanche had said just before.

‘You really are possessed by a demon.’

Although he said it as a joke, his words had weight to them as he was a spirit, so Harang felt like it was true.

The more you try to run away in fear, the more complicated the situation becomes and the more time is delayed. What awaits you at the end?

‘Harang Paul Caladan’s death sentenced.’

At first, I thought it was too easy.

But by now I could tell.

That some unknown influence was twisting and twisting his life around.

If it were the 21st century, I wouldn’t have believed it, but after experiencing one death due to the conspiracy of the gods, I now believe it.

In fact, I came to know that there are ‘divinities’ in this world, that there are religious groups that worship them, and that divinities directly intervene in the world through believers.

Haven’t you actually experienced the outstretched hands of the gods before? Even though Kalantatis kicked them all away…

‘I think I understand now.’

Somewhere in this world, someone unknown to Harang is watching her, and that someone’s purpose is to prevent her from returning home on time.

This was not mere conjecture or delusion.

Feeling, intuition, or anecdotal experience.

Having experienced death once due to divinity, I could tell what they wanted.

‘Stay scared forever and don’t reveal your name. You won’t be able to draw a future as a Kaladan.’

If so, the story becomes easier.

After all, being called ‘divine’ meant that they could only change the situation indirectly in this way.

‘I knew for sure.’

Just as I have not forgotten them, they have not forgotten me either.

“Okay. Let’s go.”

Harang took off his contact lenses, took out a coat from the backpack he was carrying on his waist, put it on, and spoke to Karims.

Karims, who saw that sight, opened his eyes wide and stepped back hesitantly. The soldiers surrounding him were not much different.

“Hey, wait, you… you’re… no way… … ?”

“I tried to pass quietly out of consideration for you all… … .”

He slowly approached Karims, one step at a time.

“If you really like noise, then there’s nothing we can do.”

Contrary to his words, the noisy Irels Station platform suddenly became quiet.

Everyone was speechless when they saw the pattern on Harang’s cloak.

‘… … It’s screwed.’

Only then did Karims realize that he had messed with the wrong noble, but it was too late.

Even the higher-ups had firmly warned them not to touch the upper nobles of the central continent, as the moment they intervened in the northern war, all balance would be destroyed.

Why would I make a mistake at a time like this?

Harang came very close to Karims and whispered quietly.

“As far as I know… … I heard that the inter-species war is not ending without a peace treaty for the mutual benefit.”

As the war drags on, the ‘Red Revolutionary Union’ and the ‘Interracial Union’, including Barhams, increase their wealth even more.

While innocent civilians, small groups, and nations are dying, they sell out soldiers and mercenaries, treat military supplies and weapons as commodities, suck up interest on frozen assets of warring nations, and extort money again from surrendered forces by promising to do reconstruction work.

Everyone knew that they were raking in the blood money from a long war.

However, there was no point in bothering them and there was no reason to interfere, so the great nobles of the central continent simply left them alone.

But… …what if one of the great nobles of the Central Continent gets involved?

That too, even.

When the powerful group ‘Kaladan’, which is so powerful that even the great nobles swear allegiance to it, gets involved.

What will happen?

The war that had been going on for over 20 years would end in less than a day, and there was a very high possibility that all the blood money would be confiscated.

‘That, that won’t do!’

Karims said hurriedly.

“Well, if you are really busy, then there is nothing I can do. How could I block your steps?”

As he said that, he kept checking the pattern carved into Harang’s shoulder.

It was to check if it was real or not, but who in the world would dare to impersonate Kaladan?

Harang smiled and said to Karims, who still seemed to have not come to his senses.

“No. Since I’ve been invited, I’ll have to go to the city council. Please show me around.”

“Ah… … Okay, I understand.”

Karims let out a short sigh and lowered his head with a deathly expression.

‘I have no intention of actually intervening, and I have no power to do so.’

Perhaps this incident will spread the news of his survival throughout the northern regions. Then, it will not be long before the news reaches the central continent.

Of course, the Kaladans were not a group that would believe rumors coming from the northern battlefields, let alone take pictures. They would probably send someone here to check the facts, but by then it would be too late.

Since indirect knowledge was meaningless, the top priority was to show the face directly.

* * *

A huge, dark cathedral.

A corner of the cathedral where candles are lit here and there, but there are hardly any people.

A middle-aged man with a well-grown beard and wearing a gray suit was watching a woman.

She was praying toward a large framed symbol, her necklaces neatly arranged in both hands, her hood pulled over her head with mysterious embroidery placed on it.

But the middle-aged man rested his chin on his hand as if he was annoyed because he couldn’t understand what was being said at all.

Archduke Elsob Emblitz.

He was the head of the famous swordsmanship family, Emblitz, and the Grand Duke of Elsob, who had reached the level of 10 and was given the nickname of ‘Constellation of the Circling Star’, but he lived his entire life without being able to let go of the resentment that was deep in his heart.

That was another nickname, ‘the best in the world.’

It is a title given only to the most powerful warrior of an era, and it was something that Grand Duke Alsob had been working towards his goal for his entire life.

But that dream has now faded, and no longer has even the passion to live on.

The era of the Duke of Elsob was beginning to come to an end.

No matter how transcendent a state you achieve, once you are born as a human, your prime will eventually end when you grow old and weak.

The title of ‘Best in the World’ has already been monopolized by Kal-El Paul Kaladan, and he has not let it go for decades…

Didn’t you challenge him to an unofficial duel a few years ago, thinking he was old and weak, and lose miserably?

Kal-El Fol Kaladan was still in his prime, and Prince Alsov knew that his prime was over after his defeat in the duel that day.

In the end, it seemed like my dream of being the best in the world would go down the drain, but I wanted to pass that dream on to my children.

Although he was dissatisfied because his children did not have as many outstanding talents as he did, his granddaughter, who was born during that time, was very much in his heart.

‘Chorien Emblitz.’

Born about a year before Harang, she possessed a talent that only comes once in hundreds of years.

She turned sixteen this year, but hasn’t she already achieved five-star status and is now running towards six-star status?

However, Archduke Elsob could intuitively tell.

If Cho-Rien’s talent only comes once in hundreds of years… … .

Harang Paul Caladan. That child’s talent is of an unprecedented level, something that only comes once in a thousand years.

There was even talk that Cho-Rien’s talents could surpass even those of the warrior Kaladan, but just how far will Harang grow?

That being said, it was something he could not even dare to imagine harming Harang Paul Caladan with his own hands.

It was not the way of a knight, and it would only be dishonorable for Cho-Rien to claim the title of ‘Best in the World’ in that way.

However, if we borrow the power of ‘divinity’… … .

Couldn’t we narrow the gap between Cho-Rien and Harang even just a little bit?

Even if you are born with talent, if the environment doesn’t support it, won’t Harang not be able to fully develop it?

“ha…….”

dump!

As the woman praying collapsed, Archduke Alsov slowly approached her.

“What happened?”

“… … Yes, I asked you a favor.”

“Divinity. How amazing. You can manipulate situations without using people.”

“It’s not manipulation. It’s just a slight connection between circumstances that changes the course of fate… … .”

As Grand Duke Alsov said, there are few beings in the world like that saint.

There are probably only a handful of beings on the planet who can influence the world by asking for help from the divine.

“I did as you asked, so you must keep your promise.”

“Okay.”

Duke Elsob nodded and added.

“It’s a promise I made to none other than the ‘Saint of Benedice’, so I can’t break it.”

“… … Do not call me by that title. I am no longer the Saint Benedice.”

“You pray so well. Anyway, thank you for your hard work. I guess I’ll do it next time when I don’t have anything else to do.”

As the sarcastic Duke of Elsove left the cathedral, the saint sat down in her seat, holding her face in her hands.

Tears streamed down her cheeks.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry… … .”

Who are you apologizing to and why are you crying so much?

Swaaaah-!

Krrrrrr… … !!

But the cries were soon drowned out by the pouring rain and thunder outside the cathedral windows, so no one could hear them.

It was as if the heavens did not permit her tears.