Episode 137
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The lord castle of the count of Saxony, ruler of the Northern Demon Territory.
The ‘City Master’s Emissary’ who periodically visited Dale would speak of the Guild City’s ledgers through a secret code, and that day was no exception.
The focus of the emissary’s eyes disappeared until the words left his mouth.
“Your wise and intelligent prince of Saxony. It is an honor to meet you.”
“… … !”
“Our blue is ready to fulfill our promise to you.”
The City Master’s emissary, who was supposed to secretly contact Dale, was acting on their behalf as if possessed by the Blue Tower.
The Blue Tower of Intrigue and Lies. They never broke their silence until the Empire began and ended the war to unify the continent. But just because they are silent does not mean they are not taking action.
“How did you find out which Guild City emissary I was in contact with?”
“There is a saying that birds hear what is said during the day, and rats hear what is said at night. No matter how desperately you try to keep a secret… … there are sounds in the world that are bound to leak out.”
The City Master’s emissary, at the same time the puppet of the blue tower opened its mouth.
“Enough of the useless talk. Please tell me where the ‘Sorceress Council’ of the Blue Tower is held.”
“Oh, the parliament has already been convened.”
To Dale’s question, the puppet in the blue tower answered. At that, Dale tilted his head for a moment.
“And Prince Dale, as one who has been formally invited to the council, is entitled to join them.”
The City Master’s messenger spoke, and a strong wind, like a blizzard, swept through Dale. The scenery of the world he was standing on changed.
Immediately afterwards, Dale was standing on the frozen ground of Saxony. Around a large table, robed women sat on chairs that towered like thrones. And in front of Dale, there was only one empty seat.
On the cold, blizzard-swept land.
“It’s nice to see you again, Prince Dale.”
An unforgettable voice came from right next to him, and Dale turned his head. Beneath the hood, ‘Titania of York’ was smiling softly.
Sorceress. A female wizard in a story.
Except for Titania, the other sorceresses had their faces hidden in the shadows beneath their hoods.
But under the hood, each voice expressed their intentions with their own unique voices: seductive giggles, silence, and caution.
From ordinary people to dreamers and elves… … to veiled beings that hide their existence and are disguised in this country.
‘These are the real powers that rule the blue tower of intrigue and lies.’
Officially, the ‘Blue Tower’ exists at the southernmost tip of the continent, in Antarctica, the land of crystal. In a sense, it could be said to be the symmetrical point of the Northern Saxon Dukes and the Black Tower. However, physical distance or location had no meaning for the parliament they hosted.
‘Illusion? No.’
A highly advanced mind manipulation magic that transcends even physical distance and binds the consciousness of the participants in the form of a hologram. It wasn’t hard to guess who would be so absurdly skilled that this could be possible.
“You have indeed taken such a difficult step, Your Majesty the Wise Prince of Saxony.”
A voice was heard. Across the table where Dale sat, a smiling sorceress was there. A soft female voice rang out, leaving behind the shadows rippling beneath her hood.
“Then may I ask on behalf of the Assembly why the Assembly was called?”
“… … Are you the one standing at the top of this blue tower?”
“You are rude in front of the chairman, child of Saxony.”
“Hergé, I haven’t allowed you to take your turn yet.”
The sorceress called ‘Chairwoman’ spoke, and ‘Hergé’ remained silent.
“As Confucius asked, I am the one who represents the will of the Blue Tower.”
“What is your identity?”
“I am a loyal subject waiting for the Shadow King to stand against the tyranny of gold.”
“Now that you mention it, the story will be quicker. There are two main reasons why I have summoned you.”
Dale continues speaking calmly.
“In the conflict between gold and shadow, blue has declared itself to be the standard-bearer for shadow. Therefore, as the ‘King of Shadows,’ I demand the loyalty of the blue tower to perform for me.”
“Oh my, you talk as if you’re the ‘King of Shadows’ or something.”
“Is there any room for doubt?”
“As Your Majesty knows, we have been watching Your Majesty closely for a very long time. And we are deeply impressed by the talents and qualities you have shown.”
The blue tower continues speaking.
“However, it is still too early for Confucius to represent the Shadow and confront the ‘Golden Monarch’. Therefore, it is truly regrettable that we, the Blue Tower, cannot break the silence.”
“We don’t need riders who will flatter and be loyal only after they have acquired power.”
Dale responded coldly to that.
“All I need is people willing to stand by me when I am at my weakest.”
The blue tower remained silent at Dale’s words.
“I am so disappointed. Was the loyalty of the Blue Tower limited to such a pitiful act?”
“You are truly intelligent.”
The chairman smiled happily.
“We also understand that Your Majesty is not particularly pleased with the ‘silence’ of the Blue Tower. However, we have already proven our loyalty to the Shadow Lord more than you can imagine.”
“Is there anything we must keep silent about?”
“That’s right. Oh, and now that I think about it, I guess I don’t have to keep quiet about York’s loyalty any longer.”
“For now, that one fact is enough.”
Dale answered.
“But please keep in mind that my wait will not be long.”
“I will gladly keep that in mind. Then, shall we hear another story about why you summoned the council?”
“Sepia has come here to forgive the debt she owes to Blue.”
The Mountain Assassins. A secret organization of the elven society, consisting of dark elves of the desert, who purge the ‘outcasts’ of the world. The Sorceress Council made a deal with them to save Sepia’s life, and in return for their debt, they are mortgaging her life. A truly useful puppet.
“Oh my. Miss Sepia, you left Saxony and are now an outsider with no contact whatsoever?”
“Sepia is a teacher who taught me things that cannot be expressed in words.”
Dale said.
“Even if it is a puppet show that takes place in your ‘silence’.”
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“Oh my, it’s truly admirable that you care so much about your teacher.”
“Regarding the Dark Elf organization of the Desert… … and the Assassins of the Mountain, please report all the information and transactions that the Blue Tower knows.”
Dale spat coldly at the blue-haired man with a cheerful smile.
“From now on, it is not your job as the Blue Tower to protect Sepia.”
Even if she had already left Dale’s side, nothing would have changed.
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When the Sorceress Council finished its assembly, Dale was in his usual office.
“Ah, uh, uh uh… … ?”
Likewise, the City Master’s emissary also looks around in confusion, not knowing what happened just before.
“The story is over. You may step aside.”
“The Viscount of Saxony,” Dale spat out blandly towards him.
“Oh, I understand!”
Following those words, the City Master’s emissary bowed his head and left his seat. Immediately afterwards, Dale, who was left alone in the office, stared into space without saying a word.
Think of the dark elves of the scorching sandy lands and the sandstorm-swept deserts at the eastern edge of the empire.
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Labyrinth, the great labyrinth of the Demon King’s territory ruled by the Count of Saxony.
The project to develop the entire area into the ‘Demon King’s Land’ was still going smoothly. Those who conquered the dungeon, those who received requests to eliminate the demons in the area, and those who were needed in the right place at the right time gathered to carry out the necessary tasks. And only when they reached a situation that they could not resolve, did the Saxon family begin to take action.
Even though Dale was away on his mission, the land of the Demon King was slowly being illuminated by the system he had set up.
At the same time, new forces began to gather in the lands of the Viscount of Saxony in order to fulfill the great alliance that Dale had previously promised to the House of Lancaster.
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“Oh, it’s so nice to see you again.”
There was a beauty with blood-red hair, wearing a tight-fitting red uniform and a blood-red cone-shaped hat.
“I never thought I would meet the Prince of Saxony like this… … .”
Lady Scarlett, the senior elder of the Red Tower.
“I never imagined that the Red Tower would be so passionate about developing the ‘Land of the Demons’.”
Lady Scarlett smiled, not caring as Dale brushed off the matter as if it were someone else’s business.
“Oh my, how could that be? Our Red Tower is always desperate for the ‘peace of the empire’.”
Dale rose from her throne, leaving behind the red tower wizards she was leading.
As the ruler of this Demon King’s Territory and the Viscount of Saxony, I am trying to figure out what secrets she and the Red Tower are hiding.
Nothing changed. The Blue Tower and the ‘Sorceress Council’ began to move, and the Red Tower also began to gather under the cause of helping in the development of the Demon King’s Territory.
Soon, the White Tower will also break its silence as it realizes that the Holy Sword, the relic of the White Tower, has been broken.
Three more towers were gathering, excluding the green tower. At the same time, Dale was not forgetting the ruler of this land.
The frozen land of Saxony, this land is the territory of the Black Tower and the Black Duke, who inherited the darkness of the ancient times, and furthermore, the ‘Shadow Lord’.
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At that moment, in the deepest room of the imperial palace.
“Your Majesty, are you well?”
A voice echoed through the darkness. It was the voice of Marquis Yuris, the Bloody Duke of the Red Tower.
“… … We have intelligence that the Blue Tower has broken the silence and attempted to contact the ‘Shadow Lord’.”
“You said shadow?”
In the silence, a man’s voice finally resonated.
The one who reigns at the top of the Empire of Fire and Light, as the Golden Monarch.
Arthur Pendragon Magnus, the Golden Emperor.
“I am truly sorry, but there are more and more people who are concerned about the ‘silence’ that Your Majesty and the Imperial Family are maintaining.”
“What do you wish for, Lord of Fire and Blood?”
The ‘Golden Emperor’ who stood at the very top of the empire asked back. The monarch of fire and blood. Those words were unimaginable for the ruler of the empire that declared itself the only nation on earth.
“Please, Your Majesty, allow me to move your flesh and blood… … golden veins.”
