Chapter 63 Heir of the Faded Star (1)
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Medical Squadron of the Southern Front.
This place, located right behind the headquarters building, was always full of wounded soldiers, day and night.
On the other hand, things have been a bit less recent.
This is because the actions of the desert pagans have become passive. Thanks to this, no battles broke out, and therefore no wounded soldiers occurred.
But that only lasts for a moment.
With the appearance of the rescued reconnaissance unit this early morning, the medical squadron became incredibly busy.
“hey! “Go to room number 3!”
“We’re running out of hemostasis bandages and potions!”
“Please help me here too!”
The reconnaissance unit arrived with all serious injuries, perhaps due to a fierce battle with the heretics. Lieutenant Alec, who led his unit, was one of them.
“… … Phew.”
Alec let out a soft sigh with his entire body wrapped in bandages. Pain surged all over his body, but he was glad that it was worth it.
The military doctor also said something similar.
Coming back alive is itself a miracle.
‘If it wasn’t for the Crow Brigade… … .’
Alec and the scouts must have buried their bones in the desert. No, maybe he was eaten by that monster without even leaving any bones.
When he remembered that time, his body trembled.
Immediately afterwards, he shook his head vigorously. As if she was trying to shake off bad memories from that time.
‘Anyway, it was a really unique combination.’
While changing his thoughts, Alec suddenly remembered the Crow Brigade that saved him.
An archer who boasted his magical archery skills, a black-haired shaman, and even a warrior with an ax who dominated the battlefield.
‘No matter how you think about it, the fighting style of the three I saw at the time was not that of the imperial army.’
So where on earth did he get that much power?
A question arose for a moment, but Alec quickly shook off his curiosity. He realized that it was useless to wonder.
‘There are truths in the world that are better left unknown.’
With that thought, Alec leaned back into the bed. I closed my eyes with the intention of concentrating as much as possible on recovery for now.
It was to sleep.
But then.
Buzz, buzz!
Suddenly, the entrance to the ward was shaking.
In the noisy atmosphere, Alec gently opened his closed eyes. Then, the moment he turned his head to see what the fuss was about.
“… … !?”
His eyes widened.
What was reflected in Alec’s eyes. It was a scene where the wounded soldiers and military doctors in the ward all turned to the entrance and saluted.
And there was the commander of the southern front, Count Istan El Deorg. Alec also stood up in a hurry and was about to salute.
“No more saluting, so lie down.”
“B-but… … .”
“It’s an order.”
Before he knew it, Istan had spotted him and started talking to him. As he continued to mention orders, Alec hesitantly lay back down in his seat.
“Rather than that, a military doctor.”
“Yes, Your Excellency.”
“I’d like to have a word with Lieutenant Alec.”
“I understand what you mean.”
The military doctor was quick to notice.
After answering, he and other military doctors took Lieutenant Alec’s bed out.
After a while, they arrived at a temporary barracks installed at the rear of the medical squadron. The military officer who carried Lieutenant Alec there saluted in an unmoving posture.
“Then please excuse me.”
After finishing the salute, the military doctor left the barracks.
Then, the only people left in the barracks were Istan, his adjutant, and Lieutenant Alec. At a time when there was a strange sense of silence, Istan opened his mouth.
“First of all, you had a hard time coming back, Lieutenant.”
“Okay, thank you.”
Alec also answered with a puzzled expression.
Then I looked at Istan’s eyes.
What business did he have to come here? At that time, I was looking at Istan with a face that was half tense and half curious.
“Lieutenant Alec Dropin.”
Istan spoke again.
After exchanging a few simple words with Alec earlier to relieve the tense atmosphere, he got straight to the point.
“I ask you directly. I heard that rescue was requested through a signal from the Crow Brigade. Do you know which unit received the signal?”
“Ah, old times! of course.”
Alec nodded immediately.
Because I still remember it vividly.
He soon explained, in a voice full of discipline, about the three benefactors who saved him. Everything from the situation at the time and their impressions.
Meanwhile, Istan, who had been quietly listening to the story, had his eyes sparkling quietly. It was because I realized who the people who saved Alec were.
‘As expected, it was Ulan and the others.’
I had said that if I needed to identify myself in the desert, I should give them the name of the Crow Brigade, but it seems they did as I asked.
‘Looking at it, there doesn’t seem to be any problem.’
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The goal of heading to the heart of the desert seemed to be going smoothly.
Well, it might be natural.
There will be no one in the Desert Church capable of stopping Ulan. With that thought, Istan burst out laughing.
“You were lucky. “They are considered elite within the Crow Brigade.”
“yes! In particular, the warrior who wielded the ax boasted such powerful weapons that one might think he was a strong man who had reached the level of a master.”
That’s natural. Because Ulan is a master.
It is even stronger than Istan.
However, Istan did not show it and just nodded silently. After Alec finished his story, he spoke again.
“Then let’s get back to the point.”
“yes? The main point is… … ?”
“I’m talking about a reconnaissance report.”
Lieutenant Alec and his unit are a reconnaissance unit attached to the Southern Command. And this attack also happened during reconnaissance.
Istan asked with a serious face.
“What did you see in the desert?”
“… … “I will tell you in detail now.”
Alec also told everything he had seen and experienced with a stern expression on his face.
Before meeting Ulan and his group, everything happened in the desert, including attacks by pagans, and even unidentified monsters they controlled.
After some time has passed.
After the detailed report was finished, Istan was left alone for a moment to think. It was to organize information in my head.
‘Towers, monsters and pagan behavior.’
First of all, even Istan does not know about the tower.
However, I heard from Alec that Ulan and his party headed to the tower, so you can get more detailed information from there.
Next, I have an idea about the monster. The reason Ulan and his party came to the desert. When Istan recalled this, his eyes flashed fiercely.
‘Abyss.’
If it was a monster that even Alec, who had served in the desert for years, saw for the first time, there was a high possibility that it was the monster from the abyss that Ulan and the others had talked about.
Lastly, there was also a rough guess that the heretics attacked Lieutenant Alec to protect the tower.
‘It probably has something to do with the pagans’ recent passiveness in fighting.’
The point when the tower I heard about from Alec appeared.
This partially coincided with the change in the pagan movement from offensive to defensive. After finishing organizing the information, Istan looked back at Alec.
It was with a faintly smiling face.
“Thank you for reporting. “It was helpful.”
“I’m glad it helped!”
Alec answers with a bright face.
He looked genuinely happy.
It was natural. This was because it was proven that the deaths of the scout troops sacrificed by heretics and monsters were not in vain.
“Then you must be tired, so get some rest.”
“yes! Thank you for your consideration.”
A final salute from Alec.
Istan left the barracks with his adjutant. Meanwhile, he once again organized the report he had heard from Alec in his head.
‘I learned two things.’
first. The Ulan group is moving along well.
second. The heretics have a plan, and it is most likely related to the Abyss.
‘However, no matter how much it is related to the abyss… … .’
I couldn’t leave it to just Ulan and his party.
This matter was about the abyss, but it was also about paganism. So, as a commander fighting against infidels, Istan also naturally intended to intervene in this matter.
‘I guess I’ll have to send the real crow brigade.’
I need to find out what tricks the heretics are planning. As he was coming out of his thoughts with that purpose, his steps suddenly stopped.
On the way back to headquarters.
This is because people wearing colorful robes were seen getting off from numerous carriages.
Meanwhile, the adjutant seemed to think that Istan was interested in them and answered immediately.
“They are wizards from the Magic Tower.”
“Magic Tower?”
“Yes, I heard that additional troops are arriving. I think they are probably them.”
Istan shook his head as he listened to the adjutant’s explanation. It was because the magicians of the Magic Tower were not the ones he needed to worry about.
But even for a moment.
Just as he was about to turn around with an unimpressed face, someone who caught his eye appeared.
“… … !”
Calm blonde hair and brown eyes.
The moment he spotted the wizard smiling leisurely, his eyes narrowed.
‘That man… … .’
It is a face in my memory.
At the same time, he is a person who is also the subject of close attention.
So, as he was looking at the man, he also looked back to see if he had noticed Istan’s gaze.
Different gazes met in the air.
After a while, the blonde wizard grinned and approached where Istan was.
“Are you by any chance Count Deorg?”
“… … “That’s right.”
“Nice to meet you. My name is Demuel Ron Dermore, a mage belonging to the Magic Tower. “It is an honor to meet the blind sword of the South.”
Demuel Ron Dermore.
A traitor with close ties to the Desert Church and a potential collaborator of the Abyss Cult.
Seeing him extending his hand as if to shake his hand, Istan also clasped his hand and revealed his name.
“My name is Istan El Deorg, Commander of the Southern Front. “I am also honored to meet a renowned wizard recently.”
After shaking hands with a simple statement, the two looked at each other for a split second.
But the conversation did not continue.
This was because Demuel leaned back. He answered with a shy smile.
“I’d like to talk more, but I’m going to leave now. “I have important business to attend to.”
“Sure. “There will be plenty of time to talk.”
The war probably won’t end anytime soon.
Therefore, Istan also received Demuel’s answer with a smile on his face. Then he smiled as if de Muel was fortunate.
“Hahaha, I understand. Well then, please excuse me. “I’ll see you in the command room soon.”
Would you like to meet me in the command room?
I never specifically promised to meet you?
I felt strange for a moment, but I didn’t show it. Afterwards, after finishing the conversation, he stared intently at DeMuel’s back as he moved further and further away.
Immediately after becoming aware of his presence.
It was because I remembered what I had to do.
“I would like to ask you to keep an eye on him.”
Before Ulan heads to the desert.
He asked Istan to watch over Demuel Ron dermore. Along with the words, if you try to do something suspicious, please stop it.
Istan was willing to do the same.
In his eyes, Demuel was a traitor who colluded with pagans and even abyss worshipers.
‘I guess I’ll have to split the Raven Brigade into two.’
One for the purpose of uncovering the plans of the heretics, and the other for the purpose of monitoring Demuel Ron Dermore.
Istan’s eyes flashed fiercely.
That was when I decided what to do next and was about to head back to headquarters.
“Look! Lord Istan!”
Suddenly, a familiar voice was heard from far away.
A middle-aged man with blue hair is running towards us in a huff. When Istan recognized who he was, his eyes widened.
“… … “His Excellency, Marquis Gorfant?”
“Whew, I was wondering where he went, and he ended up in a place like this. “I’ve been looking for it for a while.”
“Do you have any business for me?”
“Okay, come to the command room. “I’m ready.”
“Are you ready?”
Marquis Seorik al-Ghorfant nodded with a stiff face as he looked at Istan who asked a question as if he was puzzled. Then he spoke again in a whisper.
“The Sword of the North has arrived.”
“… … !”
The moment I heard the answer.
Istan’s face hardened like Seorik’s. The news that the one remaining Master has arrived means only one thing.
Because it meant that an all-out war would soon begin.
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