The Returned Sword King Decided To Become a Tyrant Chapter 69

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The Returned Sword King Decided to Become a Tyrant Chapter 69

A questionable operation (4)

“… … .”

A strong wind was blowing.

The cloak that he had worked so hard to keep still was fluttering in the wind. Caravan Zite turned his head to avoid the wind, but smacked his lips as if he had no other choice.

“It’s especially stronger because it’s so high up.”

After muttering like that, he looked down somewhere.

The only passage connecting Arendelle’s granary and the lands of the barbarians, the Great Canyon of Ellande.

At the bottom of the valley, which seemed far away, savages were running busily like a swarm of ants.

“Hahaha! I never thought the day would come when I would refer to them as a swarm of ants.”

Wouldn’t that be great?

If it weren’t for the magic that transported me to the top of the towering canyon, I would never see such a sight again.

I can guarantee that this is a truly spectacular sight that you will never see again in your entire life.

At that moment.

The wind blew again, and began to toss his messy hair wildly. But Caravan Zite did not avoid the wind this time.

However, I could only enjoy the warmth gently touching my skin.

The fierce flames burning the atmosphere. And then the thick smell of charcoal.

The crimson flame that emerged from the darkness approached with a violent appearance, as if purifying the rotten sea.

“… … It rides better than I expected.”

Before I knew it, the sight of the barbarians below began to become more clear.

Confusion and fear. The emotions that dominated them were most similar to the shadow of war, but when it came to war, it was bound to transform into something even more horrifying.

death.

And that must have been an unfamiliar feeling even to those known for their outstanding military prowess.

It was an eternal hell.

“Sir, I’m ready.”

The voice of a terrified wizard was heard from behind him. The wizard was more scared by the calm expression of the man named Caravan Zite than by the approaching fire.

After all, it was his order to burn down the entire northern granary that stretched for tens of kilometers.

… … Yes. The Caravan Zite was truly amazing.

“Uncontrolled fire is tantamount to suicide. It is even more so when it involves setting fire to one’s own land.”

“… … .”

“Isn’t it amazing?”

“… … Uh, yeah?”

“How did you know that at this time of the year, as spring approaches, a strong south wind would blow for a short time?”

At this time, a sudden gust of wind blew from the valley… … .

This was a fact that even the natives of Arendelle did not know.

It was natural, as it was a strange phenomenon that generally occurred in less than a week.

How many people actually care about the direction of the wind?

But what’s even more frightening is that the design perfectly takes advantage of the internal situation and even the terrain.

“Ahead of us, a fire engulfing the entire granary is approaching, and unfortunately, I am hiding in the canyon, the only escape route. Coincidentally, it seems that the barbarians who invaded Arendelle are trapped inside.”

“I, I… … .”

“Will it be quicker for the wind-blown embers to burn them, or for them to run on foot and escape to the north?”

“… … .”

dump-

He landed lightly, falling from the high rock as if he was coming down stairs.

Unfortunately, this question was flawed, as it was never a question that could be answered with multiple choice.

“Are you ready?”

“Yes, that’s right.”

“good.”

Finally, he nodded slightly, taking in the view of the canyon in his eyes.

With this, the First Prince’s plan to set himself up as a windbreak has been completed. Likewise, the ruthless and unconventional strategy of ‘Caravan Zite’ will also be successfully concluded.

“Blow it up.”

By destroying with my own hands what was once my homeland, thereby blocking the enemy’s retreat route.

moment.

The new form of the wizard and the caravan Zite flew up together with the wizard, and the Ellande Canyon was covered in a huge explosion and flash of light.

It was a bright flash that even momentarily obscured the approaching flames that illuminated the darkness.

… … and a little later.

Away from the canyon.

So, the wizard who brought the caravan Zite to a distance where he could see the entire canyon at a glance doubted his eyes as he looked in the direction it had come from.

“T, I didn’t think it would be like this… … .”

The canyon was still obscured by a cloud of dust and its shape was not clearly visible, but at least it was possible to guess what was happening inside.

The great collapse of the canyon that opened the entrance to the North. Likewise, Caravan Zite, who had landed on the ground, was also looking at the scene.

“It’s over.”

It was a certainty that wasn’t certain.

But what I thought was certain was the part where he declared that ‘it was over’, and what I thought was not the case was that not all the barbarians within the granary were dead yet.

… … Yes. The fire hasn’t been extinguished yet.

* * *

The King of Arendelle waited anxiously for the report.

A battle that would determine the fate of the nation. Although he had heard the outline of the strategy from the commander-in-chief, Karavan, he still had concerns and doubts about the actual operation.

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“I’m going to wait for the wind to blow from the south… … .”

The strategy was said to have been inspired by words put forward by Prince Esteban.

But. How can you predict and wait for the wind direction to change at will? In a situation where it is questionable whether it will come true.

It would have been better if there had been time to consult scholars, but the time was so pressing that even that could not be done.

So in the end, there was nothing the king could do but wait anxiously for news.

“Was this choice… … the right one to trust the Prince and the Caravan… … .”

“Father.”

The King held his head and bowed. In return, the Crown Prince sitting next to him calmly shook his head.

“Don’t worry. The Prince’s will will be done.”

“… … Your Highness, how can you be so confident?”

Come to think of it, it was the Crown Prince who first brought up the subject of Esteban.

It was also the crown prince who was convinced that he would definitely help Arendelle if he was to go find the prince.

But the crown prince answered that question vaguely.

“His actions. Because he truly wants Arendelle.”

“… … .”

What does it mean to want Arendelle? And why doesn’t it mean that you don’t have to worry about the success or failure of the operation?

It was at that moment that the King’s head was filled with questions at the Crown Prince’s out-of-context answer.

Knock knock knock-

Crunch-!

“Your Majesty the King!”

It was a messenger.

The door opened with the sound of urgent footsteps, finally arriving with the long-awaited news.

“Communication with the Commander-in-Chief is ready!”

“at las!”

The king rose from his seat and smiled joyfully.

Then he looked at the magic ball the messenger had brought and shouted urgently.

“Connect quickly! I want to hear the report directly!”

“Yes, I understand!”

Crackle- crackle crackle-!

An annoyingly loud connection sound came from the communication magic sphere.

It was a noise that he would normally hate, but the king had no time to think of it as an annoyance.

And how much time had passed? The communication connection with the other party was complete, the noise disappeared, and soon a rough, wild horse-like voice flowed out.

-… … This is Caravan Zite.

“Ji, Jim! Commander-in-Chief, can you hear me?”

-… … Yes, I can hear you.

A voice that is somewhat filled with discontent, but still stable.

But the king did not let his guard down even though he let out a sigh of relief. This was because a loud scream could be heard beyond the magic ball.

Gulp-

“What is that sound I hear now? No, more importantly, what happened to the barbarians?”

-The barbarians who invaded Arendelle burned everything down along with the granary, disappearing without a trace.

“That, that means… … .”

-The lost north has been recaptured. This is the shout of the soldiers.

“Oh… … My goodness… … ! Really, really, it worked!”

The king cried out in excitement, forgetting even his dignity.

It was a dream-like victory, as if the talk of destruction just a few days ago had been a lie.

The crown prince smiled as if he had expected this, and shook off any remaining tension.

“What about the casualties among the soldiers?”

– Except for a few who hindered and lured the movements of the barbarians, there were virtually none.

“Wow! You did a great job!”

The emperor smiled brighter than ever, as if to compensate for all the mental anguish he had endured so far.

Indeed, as the First Prince said, it was Caravan Zite who heard the strategy and solved everything.

‘It was truly the right choice to trust the First Prince’s strategy… …!’

Although we lost the Elland Valley and the granary in the north to stop them, it was a worthwhile achievement if you think of it as the price we paid for turning around the declining fortunes of our country.

Is it not a pity? Rather, I felt like hugging Prince Esteban, who had provided the starting point for the strategy, right away.

The crown prince, who nodded slightly at that, seemed to think the same.

“If it weren’t for the first prince, it would have been a big problem. It’s really fortunate.”

“Oh, that’s right! He saved Arendelle!”

However, the only regret was that he didn’t mention ‘personal help’ as security. If not, he would have given me a lot of gifts…

If there is anything we can do, it would be to send a delegation of friendship to the royal family of Esteban, rather than the prince himself.

“… … !”

At that moment, a good idea suddenly flashed into the king’s mind.

“… … Sending a gift to a prince of another country from a country with which there was no contact would certainly be considered a diplomatic discourtesy, wouldn’t it?”

“Yes, that’s right. Some may misunderstand that I am disrespecting the king and treating my subordinates as inferiors, or that I am paying illicit tribute to the royalty of other countries.”

“Then wouldn’t it be okay to just make contact?”

“yes?”

The crown prince’s eyes widened in confusion. But the king nodded with satisfaction, stroking his chin.

“How about throwing a victory party? If we ‘invite’ Prince Esteban under some appropriate pretext, no one will think it strange.”

“surely…….”

“It is unreasonable to ask the benefactor of the kingdom to come and go, but at the moment, there is no other way to treat him.”

In these times, it is impossible for the king and other members of the royal family to take action.

One. How can the exchange of friendship last only for a day or two? Next time, Arendelle should head to Esteban, and then the friendship between the two countries will blossom even more.

The King was convinced that the value of the first prince, who had reached out from a distant foreign country, was higher than that of the neighboring countries that had abandoned Arendelle, which was in a precarious situation.

“I will immediately send a delegation… no, a message to the royal court of Esteban. We will hold a victory party on the day he arrives.”

“Yes, I think that is the right decision.”

The crown prince bowed his head and walked away.

And behind the crown prince as he left the conference room, the sound of a serious conversation between two close friends with a love-hate relationship continued.

……however.

“… … Esteban.”

From the moment he turned his back, the crown prince’s face remained stiff and no longer brightened.

An expression so perfectly hidden that no one could notice it. The emotions contained within were truly complex.

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