Chapter 219 – Runaway
“Ghehe!”
A rather weak voice cuts in between the epic battle for the fate of the two tribes.
Who made the coughing noise?
The culprit was Scarlett.
He seemed to be choking on the snack he was eating.
Wolfgang looked at her pathetically and patted her on the back as if he couldn’t help it.
However, it’s just that he didn’t do anything embarrassing, and he was slightly embarrassed as well.
Eventually, Scarlett hurriedly drank water from the canteen in place of the wine Wolfgang quickly snatched from her hand, and shouted in a trembling voice.
“What have you been doing…?”
“Ah, this? You keep playing nonsense.”
“No, the child’s face is completely ruined! Do you have no mercy…?”
Although Scarlett, who enjoyed fire, blood, and violence more than anyone else, didn’t say it.
The state of the ‘rat’ that Lazarus dragged along was just as shocking.
A face so swollen and bruised that it was impossible to recognize its original shape.
Her right leg must have been broken or cracked, and she is limping with a stretched gait.
I don’t know what happened, but the violence inflicted on a boy who must have been less than fifteen years old is too harsh.
“Buy, buy, please…”
“It’s noisy. Stay still.”
No matter how much Lazarus is a dragon race with very different ethical standards from humans, that’s the case.
At this level, even the most cold-blooded would frown.
The imitation he took looked like that boy’s age, so at least a picture worth looking at came out.
If Lazarus had seen him like that, he would have picked up his sword inadvertently, no matter how many of his comrades.
Wolfgang, trying to remain as calm as possible, demanded an explanation.
“Kazu. Why did you assault this child?”
“I’m going to do it… I’m going to die…!”
“I told you, you’re a rat? This bastard hasn’t come to his senses yet. Hey!”
Then Lazarus began to show through actions instead of words.
A merciless kick lands on the boy’s abdomen.
—Fuck!
“Kuhehehe!”
Then the boy screamed and rolled several times on the ground.
Although Wolfgang’s eyebrows slightly raised at the excessively violent action.
Eventually, the group realized why Lazarus was being so harsh towards the boy.
—Shuuuuu…
“This, camouflage? No, it’s different. Very unpleasant mana…”
Scarlett frowns as if she is very displeased.
Wolfgang’s expression is also unusual.
The boy’s body wriggles out and changes into that of a girl of the same age.
The traces of merciless violence inflicted on his body also disappeared in an instant.
“Please help me!”
“I feel bad.”
The screaming sound was still pathetic, but it only stimulated displeasure.
Wolfgang openly frowned.
None of those gathered here were so soft as to hesitate even though the situation had reached this point.
Even if Ophelia, who had fallen behind to protect the children, was with her, it would have been the same.
Lazarus cleared his ears and added details.
“This guy secretly exchanged pigeons with someone in the middle of the night. At first, I thought it was just that, but when I looked suspiciously after him, it turned out that they were the ones who had just invaded.”
“Is it really?”
“Hey, look at this.”
Lazarus takes a piece of a half-burnt letter from his pocket and hands it to Wolfgang.
The party looked into it together.
The contents of the letter, written in bad handwriting, were very difficult to read, but it mentioned Astrid, who had been ill for several days due to an injury, the appearance of visitors from the empire, and the current situation of the tribe.
At first glance, the intent is very impure.
No matter how you look at it, it was a letter aimed at leaking information about the Frosttooth tribe.
The fact that the Fimbulbert tribe just happened to attack must have something to do with the actions of interest.
It is safe to say that information has been leaking for a long time.
Currently, Wolfgang and his party were also guests of the Frosttooth tribe.
Information about them was also mentioned in the letter, so it could never be overlooked.
“He was a spy.”
“Yes, it has nothing to do with you guys!”
Now, a mysterious man who has started to openly write evil without even acting.
Scarlett snorted and held her finger up.
“At this point, it’s kind of great. Hey, do you think we’re two heads?”
—Paaah!
“Kieek!”
The dispel of the archmage, which forcibly blocks the flow of magical power itself, explodes.
Then, with a scream of pain, the real figure of the person who was grabbed by Lazarus revealed himself.
It was Lazarus who casually threw a word at him.
“Look, that’s a rat.”
“It’s just too ugly.”
“What the hell did you do to your body? You put a lot of magic on it. It’s good to be alive.”
A man with a dry and dirty impression reminiscent of a rat, literally in the words of Lazarus, who talked about being a rat.
He had dark tattoos all over his face and body.
“Uuuuu…!”
Is it the aftermath of the dispel, or the effect of forcibly hitting the transformation magic on the body close to alteration?
The tattoo on the man’s body bulges out, and a scream filled with pain erupts.
Scarlett’s expression as she watched him became serious.
“But it’s amazing. No, aside from being mysterious, this is dangerous. I didn’t even recognize this guy’s identity at once, right? If it’s this clever disguise, it’s already…”
“Oh, that. There was only one rat, so you can rest assured.”
Lazarus patted me on the shoulder and smiled.
“Really? Can I trust you?”
“Because I’m really sensitive to this kind of thing. I’ve searched the whole tribe, but there’s nothing special about the guy that smells suspicious.”
“Then what a relief.”
The senses of the Yongin tribe are particularly sensitive compared to other races.
Especially on the side that senses the flow of heterogeneous mana.
This is because the dragon created them to serve as his watchmen in the first place.
Behind Scarlett, who slowly nodded, the noise of a fierce battlefield echoed.
—Chaeeng, Chang!
— You tenacious bastards!
—Get them out! Don’t clump!
—Keuuu, how strong is this guy… ! Just one more come here!
The sound of clashing weapons and screaming. The smell of iron dust and blood mixed with the wind.
It was the familiar scent of the battlefield.
“What should we do? We can’t go to the chief now. Shall we just start interrogating ourselves?”
“Wait a minute.”
And it miraculously calmed Wolfgang’s mind.
Eventually, though very faintly.
He could sense a very familiar and dirty aura in his man.
The resentment that I felt from the eclipse’s gangsters I’ve dealt with countless times so far.
It was hidden very cleverly, but it was clearly felt.
Then, this person is no mere spy from a hostile tribe.
The battle that took place right now may be more serious than simply a conflict between tribes.
Wolfgang looked the man right in the eyes and questioned him.
“What are you?”
“You know what are you asking? It’s just what you guys think.”
“No, that’s not it. Isn’t there something more to hide?”
“…I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
They are the type of people who change their appearance to deceive people.
Among the enemies I’ve dealt with so far, there was definitely someone who used such an ugly method.
Wolfgang remembered clearly.
Disguising herself as a child, deceiving an immature saint.
She was a witch who threw herself and her Ophelia into the depths of the sea.
Also, Wolfgang had a hunch.
Humans instinctively tend to soften and relax their guard when it comes to children.
The fact that the method of exploiting that psychology to penetrate gaps seems to overlap with the current one is probably not the fault of one’s mood.
“Is the Fimbulbert tribe really behind you?”
The moment when she was about to question her man again to make her other feelings more certain.
“That’s right… Boogreaaaaa?!”
Her man’s body grotesquely deformed and she began to bubbling as if she was about to explode.
Soon after, a few seconds passed.
— Wow!
“Ugh! It’s dirty…”
“Oops, it exploded.”
His body really exploded, shrapnel flying in all directions.
In the meantime, thanks to Scarlett’s hand, there were no impurities splashing on the party’s bodies.
“Looking at this, it seems like silence? Evil warlocks usually do this a lot. There’s a high possibility that someone who just controlled him has a terminal connected to his body.”
“Is it because I took care of it before I said unnecessary things. Humans are so heartless.”
I couldn’t get any more information out of him.
However, Wolfgang was more confident because of it.
‘I’m sure he used the name Reese.’
An evil witch who controls the bodies of others and uses them as chess pieces without hesitation.
Because it was the same as the witch’s actions.
“Louis. Then can you trace back the wizard who manipulated him?”
“I’ve already tried it, but unfortunately it’s impossible. The magic patterns were twisted so complicatedly. The level is so high that I’m suspicious that you’re a great wizard.”
I guess I’ll have to dig into this a bit more after the battle.
“Is it.”
“Well, let’s take a look at the war situation.”
Thinking of that, I turned my eyes again and watched the fierce battlefield.
“Kuuuuu!”
“Damn… What is this?!”
Astrid’s bewildered screams were heard as she laughed at the warriors of the Fimbulbert tribe.
It is because her opponent’s whole body was burning red and he suddenly began to display explosive power and speed.
-What?
—Did these bastards take medicine as a group!
— No, it’s pushed!
And similar things happened all over the battlefield.
