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A few days passed.
A few days have passed since the defeat of Jormun, the fall of the star, and the return to heaven. Thinking back to the past few days, Raniel tilted his teacup.
‘I’ve been quite busy.’
He cleaned up the collapsing city of ancient dragons, created a small tombstone for Jormun and Gletus there, and barely returned to the capital with Kyle and Destel, who were all in shambles. As soon as she returned to the capital, she did two things.
One, leave Kyle and Destel in Sarah’s care.
Second, deal with Kalt for some time.
“uh? Seniors? “What are you doing at a time like this?”
Raniel stormed into Kalt’s office, sat him down as he was about to leave work, and started talking. I returned, something like this happened, and as a result, I felt this way. So, summarize it and upload it.
“yes?”
After hearing the perfectly perfect explanation, Kalt blinked and then tilted his head. He then pointed to the coat he was wearing. It was probably a hand gesture asking if you could see that I was about to leave work… To be honest, it was none of Raniel’s business.
“huh. Please take care of me.”
“No, just a moment. How do I summarize this? “The senior saw it in person and posted it…”
I didn’t listen to Kalt until the end.
Wajangchang.
Raniel escaped out the window he had seen in advance.
I know summarizing is difficult. But isn’t the role of an aide to somehow summarize it and report it? Confident that Kalt would treat him well as always, Raniel returned to his master’s mansion and had a good night’s sleep for the first time in a long time.
The next morning, I greeted you like that.
Raniel had a refreshing morning while listening to the birds chirping. After spending a leisurely morning eating breakfast with his teacher and enjoying a cup of coffee, a guest came to visit.
“I came to pick you up.”
They were knights belonging to the imperial family.
‘Well, it looks like Kalt reported well.’
After all, it’s Kalt. In times like this, I feel reassured.
With that in mind, Raniel rode on the carriage prepared by the knights and headed to the imperial castle. Because he needed to see his face once and talk to him.
That’s all for the story so far.
Raniel sipped his tea while thinking about what had happened over the past few days. The taste of the black tea was very good. It wasn’t as good as the coffee that Allen made, but it was still worth drinking.
“More than you think.”
Raniel opened his mouth while sipping the black tea brewed by the imperial family’s top servants.
“Not much has changed, right?”
“Yes? What?”
A bewildered voice came from the other side.
Ignoring the voice coming from him, Raniel munched on the refreshment and took a sip of black tea. Hmm, it tastes better when eaten with cookies. Should I ask you to pack a few for me when I go home?
Unlike Raniel, who was purely enjoying the tea party, the tea party host looked world-weary.
“Isn’t it?”
“Yes, that’s not true, warrior.”
Aila, the Empress of Cartedia, which has now become a kingdom… no, an empire, let out a long breath.
A small garden located a little away from the imperial castle building that is being prepared for expansion.
Raniel was facing the sun of the empire across the tea table in the garden. She was called the empress who would lead humanity’s golden age, but to Raniel, she had a stronger feeling that she was a student he had taught.
Ayla Clen Cartedia.
Looking at her, Raniel tilted his head.
“Not much has changed, right?”
“Why isn’t there one? The astrologers and astronomers of Hwangseong have collapsed as a group right now? There are more than one scholar who is foaming at the thought that a star has suddenly disappeared.”
“aha.”
“Aha, this is not the time to laugh.”
Ayla touched her forehead and sighed.
“There is a lot of talk in the world. I can’t see the star anymore. I pray to the star, but I can’t see the light. Where has the star gone? Those voices are coming out frequently.”
“I guess so.”
“For now, I waited for the hero to explain separately, but I don’t think it will last long.”
Raniel nodded, swallowing the tea he had in his mouth. It’s not bad to go over your neck.
“We plan to announce it as soon as possible. It would be better if we could provide a space at the festival.”
“Yes, please. As soon as possible.”
Raniel smiled bitterly as he glanced at Ayla, who looked tired.
“You look busy.”
“I’m actually busy.”
Ayla let out a long sigh.
“Cartedia has become an empire, and now that it has become an empire, we have to do the things we have been putting off.”
She stretched out her fingers and folded them one by one.
Expansion of the capital, development of undeveloped areas, expansion of territory beyond the Magyeong region, expansion of the imperial castle, improvement of roads leading to various places, etc. Just listening to it gave me a lot of headaches.
“Also, we have to finish the ongoing festival well. That’s what we’re concentrating on right now.”
Raniel quietly looked at Ayla as she spoke like that. Although she was grunting, Ayla looked like she was having fun. It was as if she was looking forward to the empire changing in the future.
“Now humanity must move forward as well.”
“It’s good.”
“And that’s it.”
Ayla tapped the table.
She rested her chin ungracefully and glanced at Raniel. She is a dignified and cool empress in front of her subjects, but she often appears relaxed in front of Ran El.
“It is my job to give appropriate compensation to those who helped humanity reach this place.”
“compensation?”
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“Yes, actually, I thought about it a lot.”
Ayla continued.
“It is clear that everyone will reject both the title and the territory… and since they are not the type of people who need a title in the first place, I thought this would be the best option.”
“Tap,” he said.
She put something on the table. What was lying there was a shiny platinum-colored medal.
“What is this?”
“This is a medal of honor given to those who made the empire what it is today. The recipients are as follows.”
Raniel looked at the list.
The list listed the names of those who had made great contributions in the subjugation of the disaster, as well as those who participated in the apostate subjugation battle and the final battle. In other words, it was the name of superhumans.
“It is a medal awarded to the following people. To briefly explain, it is as follows.”
Except for the imperial family, everyone must bow to them and show courtesy… Raniel laughed as he looked at the long list of clauses.
“Why did you put it on so much?”
“Because this is all I have to give you.”
Ayla chuckled.
She said, tapping the medal.
“It will be awarded at the end of the festival, and giving it to the warrior will be a little more special.”
Hero of the Empire.
The first pillar of the empire.
Raniel smiled as he glanced at the medal with such a symbolic pattern. Since it was a pillar of the empire, it didn’t sound too bad.
“No matter what anyone says, you are the hero who made the greatest contribution. Actually, I would like to give you more of this and that, but you will refuse, right?”
“That’s right. I don’t really lack anything.”
A lot of money was spent on building the magic tower, but even taking that into account, not only was there an abundance of gold coins, but it was obvious that the cost of maintaining dignity in the empire would be enormous every month.
“You don’t need gold coins because you have piled them up like a mountain.”
You can also build a gold tower with gold coins. Swallowing those words, Raniel sipped black tea while listening to Ayla’s mutterings.
“With the expansion of the capital this time, I was thinking about giving some land owned by the imperial family, but you don’t really need that…”
Stop. Raniel stopped tilting the teacup.
Ayla tilted her head in response to Raniel. Ayla stuttered and repeated what she had just said.
“goldfinch?”
“No, next to that.”
“Land owned by the imperial family?”
“Yes, that.”
Raniel snapped his fingers.
“If the capital is being expanded, it must be a land of yolk, right?”
“I guess, right? As the capital expands, development will begin in earnest.”
Capital, Yolk Land.
It was a condition that suited the purpose of a superman’s dream of becoming a building owner. Thinking it was this time, Raniel spoke up.
“Can I invest in a building there?”
“···Nothing can’t be done, but what building?”
“big! must! big! building!”
“I am looking forward to a building so large that it can be seen from the center of the royal capital, senior. “You promised.”
“Uh… first of all, I think the building needs to be bigger.”
“···yes?”
“It has to be big enough to be visible from the center of the royal capital.”
Ayla nodded while blinking. Raniel muttered to himself as he looked at Ayla, who later called her minister and spoke in detail.
I kept my promise, Kalt.
After leaving the castle, Raniel wandered around the streets where the festival was in full swing. Unlike last time, she walked down the street without covering her face. Raniel took her steps as crowds gathered around her, recognizing her.
There is not much left to do as a warrior now.
Now that the stars and shadows have disappeared, all warriors will retire. Naturally, his retirement was not far away. Knowing that fact, Raniel wanted to spend his remaining time faithfully as a warrior.
“······.”
Raniel walked down the street, silently smiling at those who were looking at him and waving lightly.
Cheers, your name, and the excitement of the festival.
When she was a gray wizard, she hated all the things she thought were useless, but now she comes to enjoy them. Although I still feel uncomfortable being flattered by nobles who make pretense in hopes of something, I have come to think that this pure cheer is as sweet as dessert.
Why, it feels good to leave everything.
Raniel didn’t feel the need to keep a stiff expression and be solemn in front of people who were cheering and calling his name. With a faint smile on her face, she walked on with her crowd in tow.
And then suddenly.
Raniel stopped in front of a newsstand.
I picked up a newspaper lying there. She opened the newspaper with a sharp movement and looked at the phrase written in large letters on the front page of the newspaper.
[Hero of humanity.]
[Rania van Trias.]
It was a phrase I really liked.
Raniel smiled contentedly while reading the newspaper. Among the people who could not approach him willingly, Raniel took the first step.
She walked lightly, buying food from street vendors lining the street and reading a brochure detailing the festival.
The weather was warm and people’s clothes were light.
Without even taking a step, Raniel took off the scarf he was wearing. He took off his warrior’s cloak, rolled it up along with his muffler, and hung it on his arm.
“Whew.”
Taking a short breath, she walked away.
Not a solemn hero or a great god, but an ordinary and insignificant human being that could be found anywhere.
She enjoyed the festival like a normal human being, smiling at the cheers, feeling satisfied with the words praising her, and not bothering to hide those things.
As he walked forward with a relaxed body, responding to their cheers with laughter, regardless of the people approaching him, Raniel suddenly felt something.
My shoulders are light.
My body and steps are light.
As if a long burden had been laid aside.
Because I no longer had to be perfect, I no longer had to worry about my every move. He didn’t have to strain his shoulders and neck to walk around. There was no need to be an example to anyone, and there was no need to be a representative of humanity.
Was that why?
Sometimes I stumbled and sometimes I spilled a little bit of food on the floor. Every time that happened, he found himself so absurd that Raniel burst out laughing.
It was light. Because it was light.
It didn’t feel too bad.
fantasy,
