“You came with armed mercenaries? In the Sword’s Garden?”
“Yes, sir. The number of mercenaries I brought with me was over five hundred.”
“Five hundred mercenaries……you have the guts. I think it’s almost crazy. When did you arrive?”
“I’ve been hospitalized for about three hours.”
“The mercenaries couldn’t be admitted.”
As he said, it was only Rata Prochi who entered the Sword’s Garden.
Rata and the Ghosts had also stayed in the Geomhwangseong Fortress for a while, just like Qin. In other words, Rata was the first to find the Sword Garden as soon as she left the Black Castle.
Of course, Looncandelo could not accept them, for he had come to the great army without any prior notice.
‘You’re a ghost, so you’re free from the misery.’
If a shabby mercenary group had made an unannounced visit on such a scale, Looncandel would have killed them all.
Ghosts are neutral forces that belong to the largest group, and their home turf, the Necropolis, is used as a venue for talks by large powers, so they are safe from such discourtesy.
“Yes.”
“That bad-eyed bastard came to see you. It must be my brother, but why did you bring 500 men? What, do you mean you’re going to make a cute threat?”
“I don’t know why I brought my men. You’ll find out when you go.”
The cheers were growing fast as the party began to move.
Especially, a group of boys and girls shouting out Murakan’s name was the crowning power, and Gilly slipped Murakan’s back so they wouldn’t be disappointed.
“You’re young friends, please wave your hands. Mr. Murakan.”
“Strawberry pie, if you want…….”
In the near future, Jin and Gilly were very shocked by the fact that when Murakan smiled at them, a number of people suddenly fainted among the group of boys and girls.
“Oh, my God, I thought only Enya was like that.”
“I don’t think Miss Eya has ever fainted either.”
He got out of the mobile gate and got on the steel wagon.
The red sunset enveloped the whole city warmly, but Jean shook her head with a hunch that something tiring was about to happen.
In the midst of the sword’s garden, Qin stopped the carriage.
“Wait.”
It was because they identified Rata’s men standing on the way to the entrance of the Sword Garden.
Even though there were as many as 500 people, they were just standing in the grass. It is impossible to venture a tent near the Sword Garden in Looncandel’s territory.
However, there was no inn for 500 mercenaries who suddenly came in.
Therefore, Rata’s men had no choice but to stand there as if they were being blamed.
As Jean pulled her head out of the carriage, the mercenaries’ eyes gathered in unison.
“Follow me.”
After only saying so, Chin set off the carriage again, and Rata’s men exchanged glances for a moment before quietly following suit.
“The 12th rider is in the hospital!”
The gate latch was lifted, and the guards patrolling the floor saluted.
‘The last time I got back, the executioners pushed their swords in.’
It was the day I declared my coming home. Even if it wasn’t that day, Jin had little memory of being welcomed back to his home since his days as a backup rider.
It would be nice to say that there is no such thing as Gilly and Petro except for the welcome.
Brother or elder. Always someone showed hostility and intent to kill, and they were all formidable opponents.
But today was different.
Defensive knights, 100 percent, very few executive knights and elders.
There were fighters who welcomed the return of the camp, which, so to speak, was a little less than 10% of the total power of Looncandel.
“Chung, thank you for your hard work. Twelve Horsemen!”
“Have you come, 12 jockey. In the meantime, your ignorance has caused a stir in the Sword Garden.”
When the knights and elders met first greeted him in that way, it occurred to me that he was finally the rider of Looncandel.
However, those who greeted Jin seemed to be wondering why Jin brought the mercenaries who were waiting outside.
And far away, from the women’s quarters, there were those who walked toward the camp with their faces crumpled.
Mu and Ann, it was them.
“12 jockey.”
“What is this doing now?”
It was admirable in some ways to see the women quarreling with ferocious faces.
Should I say stupid?
Or should I say I’m fearless?
What was certain was that they had a spirit that even Jean had to admit.
The evidence was that the power gap at the time of the Gaza Declaration was so wide, but they were still arguing.
At that time, the girls even felt confident that they could not “absolutely” beat Jean even if they fought together, but there was no change in their attitude.
“What the hell were you thinking about getting those junk hospitalized?”
“Ha, since you’re acting like this, you’re making fun of the Sword Garden these days, even the little things. Last time, even the animals in Kinselo came in without a word and found you. The family looks like shit. You can’t kick him out right now!”
Jean stared at her sisters without answering for a while, then burst into a giggle.
“Are you laughing?”
“I almost felt sorry for you, sisters. Someone has to yell at me like this to make me feel like I’m home.
“What, what?”
“You son of a… …”!”
“These are my guests. I just couldn’t announce the visit in advance, as I was not in the same state of affairs as I was in the wake of the sword attack a while ago.”
“What kind of customer leads over 500 mercenaries to the hospital without notice?”
“What’s wrong with that? Five hundred ghosts in the Sword Garden are a threat to the extent that five hundred fallen leaves have fallen. Rather, she was just showing me courtesy by bringing in as many attendants as she could.”
Unlike her furious sisters, Jean had a smiling face.
That strange war of nerves, no. Actually, it’s not a cheap……the mercenaries who followed the scene of Jean’s unilateral overpowering her sisters were suffocating.
‘I’m sure 12 riders are more crazy than our captain. Can I do that to the top riders?’
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‘We can just stay outside and go back quietly when the captain comes, but I don’t feel so bad.’
‘We’ve got a lot of earbuds, but this place is more than comparable.’
‘But I think we’re a little bit ignored. I can’t believe it’s fallen leaves.….’
There were no mercenaries yelling at the sound of Jin’s fallen leaves.
Rather, Mew and Anne continue their bubbling voices.
“Five hundred fallen leaves! There’s nothing you can’t say that you’ve reached your mark. As you say, the ghost captain has been courteous to you, and you’re making remarks that ignore them.”
“I don’t think it’s too rude for a horse to stand outside.”
As Ann took a step forward to Jean, Mu interrupted her.
‘You can’t do this, but now you’re not funny enough to look cute. Ann trying to step up, Marley Mew. It looks like you’ve planned this pattern of behavior in advance.’
Mu then said, gritting his teeth with Ann.
“You, can you take responsibility?”
“What?”
“I mean, can you take responsibility for any trouble you have caused with the guests you’ve brought?”
“You say it’s bound to be a problem. Well, let’s do that. I’ll take responsibility.”
Yuck!
As Mu and Ann turned around and moved on, Gillie swept her chest.
It wasn’t because Jean was worried that she had swept her chest.
“Phew, I don’t know how nervous I was if you cut them off.”
“They have a lot of trouble, and there’s no need to clean up already.”
“Your other sisters are not so cheap, but I don’t know how they’re the only ones in this shape. Kid, I’m going to play with the strawberry pie and eat it now, so you can meet the eyeball on your own.”
Murakan gave Gilly a fairly sparkling glance, but Gilly avoided looking, coughing in vain.
“No, Murakan. You have work to do.”
“What?”
“Take some of your ghost friends to my private training camp.”
“Ha! Hey, kid. This body is a great black dragon. Didn’t you see all those people praising me earlier? Would you mind making me do such chores? Huh?”
“And protect.”
“What? What protection all of a sudden?”
“At a very high probability, the soldiers of the Ghost Legs will be attacked. Why would my sisters leave the room talking about responsibility? From your point of view, it’s a perfect opportunity to give me a blow.”
“What… …don’t tell me. Such a thing?”
“There’s nothing you can’t do. There’s nothing wrong with being careful. Shall we make a bet? I bet no matter what, I bet your men are hitting mercenaries. Wouldn’t it be funny that I said I’d take responsibility if there was no damage then?”
That’s why I told them to take the mercenaries to the training ground, not to the guest room or the drawing room. It’s much easier to protect them all together in a spacious training ground.
Murakhan narrowed the middle of the forehead.
“Damn it, pick it up. I call the other side. If I win, it’s 15 days of absolute vacation for Strawberry Pie since the ghost college went back. Even if you don’t want to go, it’s an order-based vacation. Do you understand?”
“I don’t need much vacation…….”
“Okay.”
“What are your terms, little man?”
“There’s no condition for me. We’re going to win anyway. Instead, take care not to hurt a single mercenary.”
“No pansori later. Haha, let’s go! You mercenaries!”
Murakan hummed and led the mercenaries to the training ground. I’m already so excited to spend 15 happy days with Gilly.
Jean was forced to burst into laughter at the back, and Gilly smiled awkwardly.
“The acting housekeeper said we could skip the report.”
Petro said.
Rosa was still in the process of treating internal injuries that she suffered when she was declared to leave the country.
“Then you can meet Rata right away. Did he say he was in the drawing room?”
“Yes, master. Do you want another room?”
“No, I’ll just go and see you in person.”
The spacious drawing room was full of guests. Merchants, nobles, mercenaries employed in missions, etc. dealing with Looncandel.
One of the most outstanding was Lata, who was surrounded by heavy and sharp energy. He was leaning against the wall and closing his eyes, and about ten steps around it, no one was standing.
“Mr. Rata.”
When Jin entered the drawing room and called out his name, Rata opened her eyes wide.
And then he approached Jean with a very fast, threatening step…….
Sreung!
When he was one step ahead of Jin, he suddenly took a dagger out of his arms and scared the people around him and the waiting guardian.
“Stop…”!
The guardian knights shouted and threw themselves. Rata’s dagger seemed to draw a trajectory toward the camp.
Squirt!
But where Rata’s dagger touched was not the body of Qin.
It was Rata’s right index finger that fell to the floor with a thud and a dry sound.
