Episode 223
Chapter 1
Steel Mountains.
There was a man in that mountain range that boasted a lofty status like the breath of a dragon.
Shushire Malone, the adopted son of the former Duke Malone of the Teslan Kingdom and one of the Masters of the Teslan Kingdom.
He was staring blankly at something with a questioning expression.
I just killed the Ascendant Duke’s informant.
This small crystal ball was in the hand of one of the men.
Shushire wondered what this was.
It looks similar to a magic communication device, but it’s somehow different.
When you put in mana, a strange license plate appears before your eyes.
Just then, I tried to press any number on the license plate.
Shushire raised his head.
Exactly 42km away from this spot full of corpses.
I feel something there.
“… …Master? Teleport?”
As I said before, this is a mountain range.
To be exact, it’s a mountain range. 42km from that mountain range is very far away.
Shushire was a little uneasy.
How should I explain it?
Should I say I don’t feel good?
There was just something weird.
At that moment, I slowly stood up from my seat.
At those 42km, something feels different again.
To be precise, something started moving at incredible speed.
That direction.
If I’m not mistaken, it’s definitely this way.
Shushair instinctively shouted.
“All swords drawn-!!”
Everyone moved in unison to the sound of the voice that echoed loudly throughout the mountains.
“All swords drawn-!!”
“Wizards, prepare your formation and knights, draw your weapons!!”
Some people repeated the same instructions, others gave specific instructions, and still others formed a formation.
Complete control was possible because all those who were alive at the time were those who had decided to follow Shushire and become naturalized in the Tulcan Empire.
In the middle of that place where such an ‘army’ is located.
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Thud-!
A man landed on the spot.
Neat looking black hair.
And a young appearance.
The boy who looked like a prince slowly raised his head.
At that moment, everyone.
To be exact, the circle users including Shushire held their breath.
The moment the man’s eyes scanned the surroundings, a chill ran through my whole body.
He said.
“thank god.”
Said.
What on earth is fortunate?
The child, who slowly raised his head, spoke in a cold voice.
“I was worried that it might have gone somewhere else, but luckily it was still in its original place.”
A voice that sounds like the temperature is dropping suddenly.
It was a very cold voice.
But unlike that, the child was smiling.
“Nice to meet you.”
As if he was really happy to see me.
* * *
I felt it from the moment I arrived, but there was absolutely no sound of birds fluttering or wild animals roaming around here.
Actually, that’s a given.
Slowly, I took a deep breath.
At the same time, a strong, bloody smell stung my nose.
It’s not a smell I’ve smelled in a long time, but rather a smell I’ve smelled more often than I thought.
It’s the smell of a corpse.
This smell is wafting. Is it a wild animal?
It’s obvious that it doesn’t exist.
“Did it really have to be that way?”
A bandit-like man with a square face and short beard asks.
“Who are you, you punk?”
I could tell just by hearing the voice.
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No.
In fact, I could tell just by looking at the bastard’s level.
That guy must be Shushire Malone.
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“I hate to say this myself, but there was no need to kill these people.”
“He asked who I was.”
I looked around slowly.
It’s full of corpses.
There were a lot.
Actually, it wasn’t mentioned, but when a mana user dies, mana will sprout from the spot where they died.
The mana he accumulated and created while living.
All of a living being’s energy, including its innate energy, comes out when it becomes a corpse.
This part now.
So, it’s about a 10km radius centered around the space where I’m standing.
The concentration of mana was extremely thick in various places in that space.
Is that all?
I was convinced when I saw a thick concentration of smoke at regular intervals from the south.
“It seems like they kept moving, separating those who followed their will and those who did not, and killing them. Did they really have to do that?”
I slowly cleared my throat.
To me like that, Shushaier shouts.
“I’ll ask you one last time!! Who are you!!”
I ignored it and cheered up.
Shushire, when he felt a strange sense of discomfort.
I was already kicking my seat.
Bam-!
At the same time, my hand, dark and filled with space, stretches out.
That hand.
Turuk-
He grabbed Shushire’s face and left it there.
Kwaaaaaaaang-!!
I fell to the floor.
Let me be honest.
This is something I didn’t expect either.
Is it just me?
Even the crown prince wouldn’t have expected it.
Usually, when planning and strategizing, bold choices are needed when the situation is uncertain.
If it works out well, it will be a groundbreaking strategy that will turn the tide of the battle and become a strategy that will be remembered for a long time in history.
But what Shushair has done now is more than just arrogance.
This is just pointless.
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The Crown Prince needs time to sort things out internally, and I want a stable world.
No kidding, if nothing else happened, the continent could have gone on quietly for the next few years without any real problems.
There is no war, only minor conflicts.
But now Shushire has not made a small fuss, but a very large one, almost a thousand times the size of an elephant’s dung.
By the time the crown prince hears this news, he might lament, ‘Ah… there really are so many idiots in the world.’
And he will deny his relationship with Shushire.
Because he is still only a crown prince.
And I am also lamenting.
“The more I think about it, the more absurd it becomes.”
I’m sure I mentioned it at some point.
Fate is like a child’s play, and unexpected situations can occur one after another.
That’s the world, that’s necessity disguised as coincidence.
He briefly stomped on the head of the unconscious Malone.
This guy.
Seriously, this piece of trash shouldn’t be killed so easily.
I prefer to just cut off the neck or kill them really simply.
This kind of kid is not like that.
This guy crossed the line.
Not only this guy, but everyone here has crossed the line.
The kind of kids I hate the most are these kinds of kids.
People who shift responsibility for their choices to others, place blame on those who have nothing to do with them, demand unconditional sacrifices from innocent people, and force them to make sacrifices if they don’t.
A bunch of crazy bastards who run wild like crazy dogs, relying on nothing but their own superficial power.
Clark Valanti, whom I killed, was the same kind of scum as these guys.
Magyar Teslan is a filthy bastard who is alive now but will die soon.
The instructors I killed at the academy, the numerous nobles, and even their children.
They were all such scum.
I can’t stand seeing burrs.
He’s the kind of crazy guy who only gets his fill of catching people, tearing them into dozens of pieces from neck to toe, grinding everything to powder, and feeding the pieces to dogs.
“The subjugation of the Demon Forest… … This was a decision that was sure to fail, but you chose it.”
“… … .”
“You were a comrade who fought together with me. You must have had a family back home, and there must have been children waiting for you like rabbits. Why didn’t you just send him away?”
“… … .”
“Even if we knew that the committee was plotting a civil war and that the real purpose of the expedition was not to subdue the alien race but to find traces of the dragon, there was still a chance to redeem itself.”
I took a step.
Damn it.
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“I didn’t know, but General Rommel said that official documents were sent out during the suppression campaign.”
“… … .”
“I told those who wanted to return to apply for return, to split up the squads in case of any coercion, and to give them several chances to return under the pretext of a supply unit in case they were insufficient. They could have come back and made up for it, and repented. You kicked it all away and acted like a retard?”
It wasn’t a story made up on the spot.
The original number of the punitive force was over 60,000, and over 1,000 of them returned midway.
He slowly raised his hand.
“If you wanted to naturalize, you could have just done it among yourselves. Are you angry because you felt bad for the nobles who were left behind? Did you want to take revenge on them because they were the ones you served, the scum who promised you wealth and honor? Then you could have done it to me. What crime did the punitive force members who died because of you commit?”
A man right in front of your nose.
Looks like a normal person.
I don’t know what kind of kid he is.
Because I’m not interested.
He grabbed the bastard by the head.
“Why did you kill him?”
“Ah… … Ah… … Ahh… … .”
“I know you’re not a dumb kid, so why are you talking so awkwardly?”
He reached out with his other hand and grabbed the bastard’s right wrist.
And then.
Kwajik-
“Kkaaaah!”
I broke it.
“Aside from screaming, why did you kill me?”
“I… … I received orders… … So, I just received orders… … .”
I see
You have been given an order.
But it’s really strange.
I was still holding the bastard’s right wrist, because he looked so peaceful.
I feel like I’m the only one who’s always talking and putting on a show, so I’m trying to change the peaceful atmosphere a little.
He quickly pulled his arm back with force.
Okay then.
Swish-!
The right arm of the guy who was holding me is pulled out.
Blood bursting out in all directions.
“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh-!!”
He just threw the man backwards.
I don’t think he died.
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“AAAAAHHHH, MY ARM!!”
He kept yelling like this from behind.
When you create an atmosphere of fear, the entire surrounding area becomes cold.
Yeah, for those who can’t tell the difference between poop and soybean paste, you can just feed them to them yourself.
So from now on, I’m going to feed you poop.
That’s some really good shit too.
Slowly raise your right hand up to the sky.
Wooooow-!!
Mana gradually gathers around my hand.
It was thicker than normal mana and strangely eerie.
The spirit of the soul.
It spreads throughout the world.
Slowly, he said.
To be exact, a verbal command was used.
“[Manufacture Ghost]”
Wooooow-!
The entire mountain range began to shake.
A huge scam that is all around.
Grudges, vengeful spirits, and the countless ideologies created from them.
The spirits of the corpses scattered throughout this mountain range.
My energy flowed towards them.
So gradually.
Things that were invisible to others began to become visible.
“I… … What the heck is that… … ?”
“oh my god…….”
The steel mountains are huge.
Although it is huge, the special terrain of the mountain means that if more than 30,000 troops stay there, the space is limited.
In such a space, when countless thought entities that are invisible and intangible but remain nearby are visualized, the density naturally increases.
Things get really interesting if those ideologies even harbor grudges.
“In a way, it’s a good thing. The people who are going to kill you are just waiting with their necks stretched out for you to kill them.”
Situations where identification of the person is not required.
Personally, I really like this situation.
Because you can do so many things with so much peace of mind.
“It seems like your hobby is playing with people’s lives, so that’s great.”
Slowly the fist clenches.
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“That’s my hobby too.”
Everyone is watching what I say and what I do.
Among them were tens of thousands of people who had been turned into blurry ghosts by my black magic.
Kwaaaaak-
“[Kill them all].”
Tens of thousands of ghosts responded to my words and began to run towards all the humans around them.
