Episode 408
“I’m currently practicing in the basement of the Academy’s Magic Tower.”
“okay?”
“Yes. They asked that all the students staying in the dormitory, including the guarding wizards, not come within a 50-meter radius. Would you like to go and take a look?”
He shook his head.
I just pointed out the key points of my past experiences and put them into his head, and it looks like something huge came out of it.
Seeing as they’re practicing so secretly, this definitely seems like something to look forward to.
“I’ve been waiting for the National Foundation Day.”
* * *
December 30th, 9pm.
Between the Duchy of Hendriks and the Margraviate of Tucker in the Kingdom of Franz, there was a mountain called Homa.
Mount Homa was a common image that people thought of when they thought of mountains, and although it was located between sacred sites, few people passed by.
Even now, when plans for a railroad are being drawn up and a carriage road has not been built, Homa Mountain is a mountain with nothing on it, to the point where it is excluded from the plans.
A man wearing a robe was climbing the mountain.
He was walking as if he knew the geography, but he stopped halfway up the mountain.
It was clearly an unpopular mountain, but there were guards on the mountain.
Two guards and four more behind them. Six guards in total.
The two in front of them approach the man.
And asked a question.
“What brings you all the way to this mountain?”
When people think of secret language, they usually think of complicated codes or documents that need to be deciphered, but in reality, secret language is nothing special.
A promised conversation. A code that only certain people can know.
That’s a secret word.
That simple question the guard just asked the man was also a secret.
What brought you to this mountain? If you didn’t know anything, you would say something like this. You were trying to climb the mountain, or you were isolated, or something like that.
But those who know where this place is have a promised answer to this promised question. And that promised answer is simple: a name.
“Gray Shearan.”
The guard who asked the question tilted his head. Was there such a name?
I gestured to the person next to me, and he took something like a notebook out of his pocket and started flipping through it.
The guard who had previously questioned the robed man asks again.
“That’s a nice name. But have we met somewhere before?”
This was also a secret word.
The second secret word. The answer to this secret word was ‘position’.
It is often said that nobles are confined to their estates and only do business there, but that is a big mistake.
Most nobles do state work, albeit formally. They come to the capital and attend noble meetings, and they have their own seats to discuss city planning and where taxes should be spent, and they offer their opinions, and they use administrators to create and implement various systems.
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The man was silent at the second secret word. Then the remaining guards who had been looking through the notebook looked at it again with puzzled expressions.
Because there wasn’t any.
There was no such thing as Gray Shearan. Come to think of it, Shearan.
Siren.
It’s a very familiar name. I guess that’s why it came to mind.
A guard looking at the intruder with a shocked expression, and another guard noticing that something was going wrong.
Four other guards from a distance also seemed to have guessed what was going on there.
The atmosphere was turning strange. In the center of that atmosphere, the man slowly removed the robe that was covering his face.
A middle-aged man with multiple wounds and scars.
His eyes were cold. Really cold.
By the way, that’s the second secret.
I asked for your position.
There are several positions that I can put forward in the world. Dean of the Academy’s Military Studies Department, successor to the Marquis of Cerran. And so on.
But the position and job that I think of myself is only one.
“soldier.”
Gray Shearan.
Before Jack went to kill Arthur Gunnar in the convent, they had a lot of conversations and Gray, who realized his own shortcomings, absorbed everything about Marquis Cierran.
It absorbed soldiers and knowledge. That’s what they usually say.
They said it had developed. They said it had grown.
In this situation where you have answered the second secret word, you should have asked for the third secret word. In that secret word, you should have said, ‘The purpose of coming here.’
The third secret word didn’t come out, but Gray said. The purpose of coming here.
“We came to shut down the slave market and tear to pieces all those involved.”
At the same time, the four guards at the back turned on the communication port. Just as they were about to say something, the four men’s heads were cut off at the same time with a squeak.
Two soldiers who had sneaked in behind the scenes decapitated four people at once.
Then, the two men standing in front of Gray fell to the ground.
Because I saw it.
The countless people climbing this mountain.
It wasn’t just humans.
All sorts of different races were gathered there. Was that all? A huge shadow that seemed to cover the entire mountain.
I looked up at the sky.
There they were. Two dragons flying through the sky with their wings spread.
The two guards had a hunch.
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It’s over, that’s it.
There will be no more money in my pocket. I will be dead now.
That was definitely true.
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On that day, 24 people were killed on Mount Homa, 354 were captured, and 1,821 slaves were freed.
And everyone involved in that was identified.
The number was a whopping 1,127, including 354 who were captured.
And that was another history.
The first battle in which Gray Cirran, the commander-in-chief of the Milos Empire, formed the ‘Allied Forces’ and took part.
This happened two days before the National Foundation Day.
* * *
December 31st.
Cell and Charlotte were walking around the academy.
Behind the two, there were about five dragons and twenty vampire warriors, standing at a considerable distance, as if they were escorting them.
Their pace was extremely slow.
That would be expected, since Charlotte’s body had not yet fully recovered.
Cell, who was supporting Charlotte by her side, felt it keenly.
[Still feeling weak in your legs?]
Charlotte nodded, sweat dripping down her face.
Should we call it a kind of rehabilitation treatment?
What happens when you completely surrender to the world of peace and unleash all your talents?
Charlotte felt certain about this opportunity.
[Blood, should I draw it again?]
Charlotte shook her head at Cell’s words.
Drinking dragon’s blood will speed up your recovery.
But I didn’t want to do that.
It wasn’t meant to be a family affair or anything, but Charlotte just wanted to feel this moment with her whole body. What was the price of recklessness, what risks would come with being prepared to die.
It was a mental issue.
In order to further enhance her mental powers, Charlotte decided to endure the pain. So she had no intention of absorbing the dragon’s blood. That was all.
As if he had guessed the thought, Sel lightly supported Charlotte’s body and slowly walked away.
But the two of them soon stopped walking.
Because there was a man coming from a nearby distance.
A huge lump.
The sword he carried on his back was proof that he was the winner of the first swordsmanship competition of the Academy.
He was wearing armor, but the armor couldn’t hide his muscles.
Antos Yoram, a descendant of the Grand Duke of Yoram Kingdom who used to go by the name Thanos.
He was bringing the great warriors of the Taoist temple and the masters of the cradle.
Charlotte’s expression brightened.
“It’s been a while, oppa.”
If you think about it carefully, it’s a really strange situation.
Until recently, these three could not have even imagined a situation like leading someone.
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But now, a lot has changed.
Thanos had become the King of the Cradle, Charlotte had become the King of Vampires, and Cell had become a true Dragon Lord, commanding dragons with his own spirits.
Yet there was no sense of discomfort in the actions of these three.
Because I adapted.
The intelligent being is an animal of desire, but it is also an animal of adaptation.
These three just adapted. For Jack’s family, who had the whole world at their feet, such changes were natural, and adaptation was even more natural.
Because the thought of not wanting to smear Jack’s face was deeply engraved in the three of their heads.
The three of them talk about this in a row.
Thanos reached out and pointed to the man next to him.
“This is Duke Darmian Medel, who has been of great help to me in handling the overall affairs of the Cradle, and over there is.”
Ryan Einz, a warrior of the Dojo and the chief warrior, was teaching Thanos the martial arts under the orders of Antonio Senna.
He smiles slightly.
“The great warrior of the Taoist temple, Ryan Einz. But I don’t know whether to speak loudly or quietly. Should I speak loudly?”
If there weren’t dragons following behind, Cell might have told him to lower his voice. Charlotte did the same. If there weren’t vampires following him, she would have told him to lower his voice.
But it has already become a symbol and a center, and its weight should never be taken lightly.
Because that’s responsibility.
Ryan nodded at the look in Cell and Charlotte’s eyes telling him to speak up.
“I’ve heard a lot about you two. It’s different to see you in person. You may not represent the Taoist school, but you are a great warrior and a major force in your own right. It’s nice to meet you.”
So they shook hands one by one.
Of course, the same goes for Duke Darmian Medel.
Naturally, Charlotte and Sel motioned to the back.
Accordingly, one dragon and one vampire from behind approached.
They were White Dragon Dan Brown and Vampire Count Devar Lionel.
The original command structure was a pyramid structure with a top-level commander who gave orders, and then another commander below him, and then another commander below him.
In that pyramid structure, Cell and Charlotte each had one ‘general’, and these two were the most powerful people in their respective forces after Cell and Charlotte.
“Dan Brown. Let’s do our best from now on.”
As if he had no intention of hiding his momentum, White Dragon Dan Brown’s momentum resonated throughout the area.
It’s a new fact, but he is a dragon.
Although few people have seen him fight, he is a monster in his own right, possessing the power of the Red Master.
Duke Darmian Medel swallowed hard, and the great knight of the concourse, Ryan Einz, licked his lips with excitement.
This is a dragon I have only encountered in literature.
If this doesn’t make your blood boil, you can’t call yourself a great warrior of the Taoist temple.
Ryan quickly reached out his hand, and Dan Brown smiled and took it.
It was a handshake, but it wasn’t light; rather, it was heavy.
Crunch-!! Crunch-!!
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Ryan Einz, putting all his strength into his hands, and Dan Brown, who is making a face but putting all his strength into his hands.
Interestingly enough, Ryan was portrayed as overwhelming Dan Brown.
That makes sense.
Dan Brown was now in a polymorph state, in human form. He wasn’t at full power. Right now, he could only exert the strength of a beginner master.
“… … I think it took a little bit of strength.”
“Oh, is that so?”
Dan Brown’s face crumpled at the sight of Ryan Einz smiling as if he didn’t know.
This kid.
If it had been in the form of tolerance, he would have died a long time ago.
