Episode 415
The magic is still going on.
It’s not that it’s been destroyed, it’s that it’s still being maintained.
This means that the ownership of magic has been taken away.
Paste himself is a master, so he knows how absurd it is. That’s why he feels fear. This is not human.
That guy is really not human.
Mana itself.
It has already surpassed human level.
“Nonsense… … That’s impossible.”
It wasn’t the paste maker muttering.
The other wizards and soldiers on the wall muttered.
Just one move.
I realized the difference in class with just one gesture.
Strangely enough, there was no rumbling. It is normal for there to be no rumbling. The rumbling is caused by those who are less conscious at this moment when they realize the overwhelming difference in nothingness.
The soldiers on the wall stared blankly at the sky.
The magic and arrows are still there.
Could it be that he controls the air and mana?
How on earth is that possible?
Did they really take away ownership of all that?
The first and absolute rule of magic is that manifested magic unconditionally follows the will of the caster.
One of the first principles that many wizards start with when they first learn magic has now been broken.
And this was just the prologue.
Jack’s left hand slowly turns.
In accordance with that, everything in the air was also turned around.
It doesn’t mean that I returned to nothing or anything like that.
Ki-ki …
Magic and arrows changed sides with a strange noise.
Not towards Jack Valantier, but towards the Red Gate.
Jack’s left hand, which had been turned, looks straight ahead again.
He spoke softly.
“If you want to fight, you will die. If you want to run away, you will live.”
It was a promise. A promise to the world.
“My goal is the annihilation of Tulkan. Those who support Tulkan will die, and those who forsake Tulkan will live. That’s all.”
Jack’s fist clenched.
Kwak.
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At the same time, all the magic and arrows in the air stretched out.
Stronger than before.
Faster than ever before.
Many magic spells mixed with Jack’s mana evolved several stages.
That extends towards the Red Gate.
Reflected magic that decorates the sky.
The Duke of Paste, who was looking up at it, spoke softly.
“… … lost.”
How can you deal with such a monster?
How can it be stopped?
The Red Gate, which has never once collapsed or allowed any enemy invasion for hundreds of years since it was built, or to be exact, 280 years. Now, its brilliant history is over.
“… … It’s over.”
With the words of the Duke of Paste.
Kwaaaaaaaaaaah-!!
The Red Gate has collapsed.
* * *
While Jack was fighting the war, the Milos Empire was also busy moving around.
Gray Shearan under Jack’s command.
Gray, who was given the title of Commander-in-Chief of the Milos Empire, was a general from the beginning.
His tenure as Dean of the Military Science Department at the Academy was not due to his ability, but solely to political reasons, and his commanding and tactical abilities had already reached their maximum levels.
So Mercury was not a problem.
Of course, the deployment of troops, all soldiers of the Marquis of Cierran and all soldiers of the Empire of Milos.
They were all placed in the right places, and in case of emergency, communication ports were set up as per Jack’s orders to call in the dragons.
The borders of the current Milos Empire were solid, as the kings of each ethnic group also participated in the war.
For hundreds of years, no, probably never in history has it been this solid.
Gray Shearan was satisfied.
This is what I wanted. A situation where I could demonstrate my abilities.
A situation where you can prove your own worth.
I’m following Jack’s orders, but isn’t that the role of a general?
A general who follows the enemy’s orders.
Such Gray Shearan was constantly receiving reports of the situation.
“The Red Gate has now fallen.”
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Gray nods.
The first wall collapsed.
So what comes after that?
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There will be those who try to escape. To put it simply, refugees.
“It’s starting now, so get ready.”
“insect-!”
Gray Shearan was doing her part.
And so was Aveiro, the Prime Minister of the Milos Empire, who was leading the meeting in the conference hall of the Milos Academy.
“The Red Gate has fallen. Now let’s do our job.”
General Rommel, sitting in front of him, nodded, and Aveiro continued.
“First, let’s get public opinion. Let the whole continent know that the Red Gate has fallen. The anonymous members of the organization will help you. I will leave that part up to you, General Rommel.”
Rommel nodded.
“And we’re raising the level of protection for those around him by two more levels.”
It was a protocol of its own.
Who poses the greatest threat to Jack?
There are no people around Jack, other than Jack’s family.
Even though they are escorted by dragons and red masters and all kinds of masters, that is not all.
One thing is certain, one must be certain.
This country is one that will collapse when Jack falls.
Jack gave out gold rings with teleportation magic engraved on them to the people around him, but it would be wrong if that was all.
The protocol created by Aveiro has four steps in total.
Stage 1 is fade out, a state of peace where there is no risk of conflict and everything is over. At this time, the focus is literally only on running the country, and only a minimal number of people are protecting the ‘royal family’.
Stage 2 is double take. It means a state of alert, anonymously listens to all information from each country, and 30% of the total personnel protects the royal family.
Stage 3 is the round house, all anonymous information agents are prohibited from going out or taking vacations and are on combat alert. And more than 50% of them are protecting the ‘royal family’.
Step 4 is stand as one, what Aveiro meant by this step now.
All anonymous combatants protect all figures related to the Imperial Family. Risking their lives.
The best course of action for a nameless organization that gathers only as much information as necessary and protects the royal family without leaving a single person behind.
All priorities are the royal family, namely Jack, and those around him who could pose a threat to Jack.
What’s important here is when something unavoidable happens to those important people.
For example, when a kidnapping or something like that happens, an anonymous person takes on the role of killing the people around them.
“Let us not let our guard down until everything is over.”
So the meeting ended. No, it almost ended.
If only Philip hadn’t entered the conference room in a hurry and whispered something in Aveiro’s ear.
Aveiro heard that and jumped up from his seat.
“… … .”
Then he looked at Philip without saying anything.
Bewildered eyes.
And a complex expression.
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Aveiro thought.
Jack, I think I should tell you.
“Get me the correction ball. Right now.”
* * *
The Red Gate has fallen.
The red wall was red only on the outside, and like other castle walls, the inside was gray.
Dust rises and flames rise.
I can hear screams and pleas for help.
I didn’t care.
My goal is to tear down the walls and completely destroy Tulkan’s spirit.
Those who guard it are simply targets that must be destroyed together.
I walked slowly.
Then he slightly turned his body to the side.
A sword swipes past my side.
When I raised my head, there was a man with a disheveled face.
Middle-aged, to be exact.
He looks to be in his mid-fifties and holds his sword with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.
The rank is intermediate master.
He is a person who does not exist in my memory. In other words, he is not a half-blood.
He shouted.
“Pick up your sword!”
My arms were now behind my back.
The sword is still hanging from his waist and dragging on the floor.
I burst out laughing.
“Why me?”
“If you’re a prosecutor, wouldn’t it be right to decide the issue with a sword?”
That’s funny.
Of course I am a swordsman. I am a swordsman, but I do not use my sword on someone who does not need to use it.
It’s similar to when I kept children alive in my previous life.
I wonder if he didn’t like the fact that I wasn’t answering.
The master in front of me raised his sword and swung it.
Phew-
I ducked my head and dodged. Then I moved to the side once more and took another step back.
The two consecutive attacks come in so quickly and in vain.
“Are you playing with me!!”
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He shook his head.
It would seem that way, but it wasn’t like that.
“I told you clearly, anyone who wants to be with Tulkan will die.”
“so?”
“Then what’s the big deal? Three times would have been enough to save face, but if you’ve done this much, you should at least hear an answer.”
The man took a stance and spoke to me with a serious face.
“I was born in Tulcan, I grew up in Tulcan. If Tulcan falls, I will fall with it.”
Yeah, that’ll do.
I untied my backpack and grabbed the handle of the Heavenly Horse Sword.
There was no scabbard, but there was a rustling sound. This was the sound made by the sword itself.
The resonance of the Heavenly Demon Sword that will make you feel the pleasure of dividing the world.
“What’s your name?”
“Mild Paste. The leader of the Red Gate and one of the five dukes.”
He nodded.
This concludes our greetings between the two of us. Our farewells are also over.
He lowered his sword and turned his body to the side.
At the same time, the paste work rushes in.
A sword covered in gold.
The sword cuts through the air.
A fairly fast speed.
Even at that speed, like a ray of light cutting through the air, I remained still.
At that moment, the light was stretching towards my forehead.
I moved.
There wasn’t any huge movement or anything like that. Just…
I just swung my sword lightly.
And that was just faster than the paste work.
That was all.
Crunch-
The sword of the Duke of Paste soars into the air, cut off.
dump.
He raised his head from the collapse.
His upper body is in a vertically slanted position.
He uttered his last words.
“… … That fu*king kid.”
His body is torn apart.
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I looked at him for a moment. What a fu*king bastard, that’s such a shabby will.
He quietly lifted the Heavenly Horse Sword.
There was no flesh or blood on it. This is a famous sword to that extent.
That means there is no need to shed blood.
I put it back into my waistband and walked.
There were those who attacked me from all over the ruined walls.
He killed every single one of them.
The wizards destroyed the mana itself and burst its heart.
There were also those who rushed at us with swords.
I was too lazy to pull out the Heavenly Demon Sword, so I snapped my fingers and fired a magic bullet, exploding his heart.
There were a few intact ballistas even in the collapsed walls.
There were six who tried to fire it again, and six who were killed by tearing off their limbs.
There was no one to block my path.
I walked again.
Knock knock- knock knock.
As the sound of swords being dragged quietly echoed through the surroundings, light streamed out from the communication port.
I think it’s Aveiro, what’s going on?
I took out the communication port and asked what was going on, and the guy said:
{Emperor Philip rose from his sickbed.}
I burst out laughing.
