Chapter 229 – Chapter 229. War God’s Shaman, Verdia (5)
Probably not many people guessed Verdia’s victory at this spot.
At least the Orcs who were watching the fight did.
For them, Barmash was the most intelligent and greatest being, and he was the strongest warrior that even the officers of the Demon King’s Army could not carelessly touch.
“… Okay.”
The moment when the ax wielded by such a warrior could not even break the sword she wielded.
“I admit my defeat.”
After enduring such an onslaught alone, his knees, unable to withstand a single counterattack, fell to the ground, and before he could stand up again, a sword was pointed in front of his eyes.
Even though the verdict came suddenly, it was a head-to-head match with no tricks at all.
After realizing the overwhelming difference in power, it was impossible to deny that fact.
“… It’s unexpected. I can’t admit defeat in the slightest, though I’m sure I’ll raise my objection.”
“It was something I was determined to do from the beginning. The possibility of losing in a duel, and all the responsibility that will follow.”
There was no way he could deny defeat.
All the more because he acknowledged her strength from the beginning and longed for a fight against such a strong person.
“Even if the price is death?”
“The sea I wished for.”
Soon after, Varmash lifted his head.
His face, through which the pulpit could be seen, was not disturbed at all.
“On the contrary, if you were defeated in a fight against a warrior like you and sacrificed your life steadfastly, that image would become an imprint on other Orcs.”
Warchief Barmash.
A warrior who feels skeptical about his life more than anyone else, and has been wandering around looking for a way to leave his mark.
For him, death is nothing to be afraid of, he is nothing more than a decorative hemp that gives value to all the hard work he has ever done.
See even now Didn’t any of the orcs facing their own death dispute this fight?
“… Chwiik. Chieftain, die.”
“Don’t look away. It’s the death the Chief wanted.”
“The end of the chieftain, we watch with our own eyes.”
They have already learned what honor is from Barmash.
His death was to inherit the attitude he had adhered to, but it was by no means a sad event.
If he truly accepts his end, that image will be remembered by all orcs standing here, and they will all be reborn as warriors who seek honor to increase the value of their lives.
“For you too, I must be an enemy to be dealt with, right?”
Of course, that was only the circumstances of the Orcs, including Barmash.
From the human point of view, Orcs are one of the forces of the Demon King’s Army that have been in many conflicts with mankind so far, and if there is a chance to deal with the cadres, mankind will have to seize it.
The fame gained by accomplishing it with my own hands will also serve as a model for others, and furthermore, it will bring hope to the hopeless realm of mankind.
“Warrior, I am prepared. Cut off my head and take it to the realm of mankind to raise your honor. You deserve it.”
The purpose is to fight again with the hero, but besides that, there must be plenty of reasons to kill yourself.
Verdia still stared at Barmash, who made that point clear from the beginning and prepared to face the outcome of the battle, with dry eyes and just kept her mouth shut.
Looking at those strong eyes, she seemed to be lost in many thoughts.
“… Didn’t I say that the winner has the right to life and death?”
At the end of such silence, Verdia opened her mouth, and she soon withdrew her murderous intent against Barmash and began to withdraw the sword she aimed at him.
“What…”
“Barmash.”
Confused Barmash.
Conversely, Verdia speaks towards him in a serious voice.
The still-edged look in his eyes taught him that the ensuing proposal was not entirely out of mercy.
“Are you thinking of joining the Human Union?”
“… What?”
“This is a proposal made in the sense of respect and respect for you who know the honor.”
– Kujik!
The moment the sword in my hand hit the floor.
The light on that sword came from her faith.
The fact that the light is not dimmed shows that the current argument is that serious.
“You may have entered the Demon Lord’s Army to prove that Orcs can also have honor, but you too must have felt it with your body while being with the Demons. That they live for desire, not honor, every moment for fragmented pleasure.”
“…”
“… Yes, it’s just a different direction, but it’s no different from a life that’s just being faithful to the instincts you loathe so much.”
If necessary in the first place, isn’t it a group that fights against even other executives?
What binds them is only the being born with the mighty power of the demon king.
If the only goal was to go to the battlefield in pursuit of honor, joining the Demon King’s Army would not be the correct answer.
“It won’t be easy to settle all the conflicts so far, but if you are now, it won’t be impossible to be with the Human Union. If there is a will to resolve the conflict.”
It would be a sweet offer for him.
Because there are countless people in humanity who understand the concept of honor, including yourself, and respect it.
If done well, it will be seen as an opportunity for a group that will raise its name, transcend even the species of orcs and spread across this continent.
“… Do you think I will accept that?”
“You don’t have to tell me the answer right now. You will also need time to prepare your mind.”
Of course, as the conflict between races is deep, the story should not be progressed abruptly.
As much as Verdia understood all of that, he thought of giving him time to think about it.
Whether accepting membership in the Human Union or still rejecting membership in the Demon King’s Army.
All of that will follow his choices, not his own, and he will also be responsible for the consequences.
“You better not think that when I tell you the answer, I will gladly offer you my throat.”
Barmash, who assumes the worst for such Verdia and throws a warning to the old woman.
“In that case, it would be enough to knock it down again then.”
But Verdia doesn’t stop.
He has no regrets
As if to teach me that having endured his onslaught was not an illusion, I just turned my back on my seat and gave my own answer while maintaining my convictions.
“If you are a warrior who knows honor, come to me again before going to the battlefield. If it’s a challenge, I’ll accept it anytime.”
Everyone in this place will remember her lofty back figure as she leaves her seat, driving a wedge into that attitude.
Shown by a warrior who is stronger and more noble than anyone else.
The honorable light possessed by Verdia, the priestess of the god of war.
***
And, after such a duel is over.
“… Verdia.”
On her way back to her party, Verdia encountered a person who stood in her way and stopped her steps for a moment.
Melia. She belonged to the hero’s party a century ago, and originally, she should have supported the hero with her, and is one of the ten most powerful people of the human union.
“Thank you for being merciful to Barmash.”
However, she is now in a state of being taken care of by this orc village, leaving her seat without even reporting properly to the Great Forest.
Beyond the important role of godmother, even the engagement with Barmash is half-determined.
In fact, from the standpoint of humanity, she could be seen as a traitor, but Verdia did not bother to criticize her for that. “Don’t get me wrong. It’s not like I saved him for you.”
Rather, she might play an important role in attracting an executive named Barmash to the Human Union.
Yes, if things go well after that.
If Barmash accepts his proposal, he may be able to prevent Melia from deviating somehow.
“I always fight for humanity and the cause. Keep in mind that keeping him alive is only because you judged it would be beneficial to mankind.”
“… Yes, I guess. Because Verdia is humanity’s shield.”
Verdia takes a sharp attitude to adhere to such a public stance.
However, as if he understood, Melia passed Verdia with a gentle smile and said,
“It’s fortunate, he’s as dignified as the last time I saw him.”
Trudge. Steps slowly receding.
As expected, she was not with her, but was approaching Barmash from afar, who was sitting in thought.
As already taught that she was completely separated from the Human Union.
‘… Not too long ago.’
Afterwards, Verdia, who left his side, had time to chew on Melia’s words.
Quite a bit of time has passed since she went missing, but from the point of view of the elves, that too will be considered only for a moment.
However, on the contrary, it would mean that she felt a lot of change in herself during her fleeting time to the point where she dared to mention such a word.
If she doesn’t do it, she’s going to be in trouble with the calling she has to shoulder.
“Verdia, are you okay?”
Verdia knows very well what it originated from.
After the duel was over, the man approached him as if he had been waiting.
His face showed concern, but now Verdia couldn’t bear to welcome it.
“Dave. It’s sudden, but I have something to say, so could you please follow me?”
“Yes?”
“It is a serious story.”
Verdia reveals a sense of weight with her eyes wide open. Dave, stiffened by the tension in her voice, reflexively nodded at her and prepared to follow her.
“Yes, if you need me too.”
“… Then go right away.”
Verdia starts to leave her seat with Dave.
Heira, who was watching her from afar, held her breath as she continued to stare at Verdia.
“Verdia, the atmosphere has completely changed.”
She is a natural hunter who has cultivated her innate senses over the course of a century.
Even if it was a regressor from the future, it would be impossible to hide all of those emotions in front of me, but even in Heira’s eyes, at Verdia’s turning point, I couldn’t see the feeling that they were intentionally hidden.
As if a person had changed without seeing it.
“… If you feel that way, it must have changed without seeing you.”
Ymir, who sympathized with Heira’s reaction, muttered quietly as he stared at Verdia’s back as he left.
“I don’t think she’ll go back to being the boring girl she used to be, but well, maybe that’s better for humanity.”
To that extent, she must be seriously preparing for a duel with Celica.
Tighten her loosened tension by joining them to fulfill her role as her warrior’s shield.
She goes further, while she is determined to end her relationship with the person she is in love with as well.
***
Yeah, that’s probably why they called me.
“Hey, Mr. Verdia.”
“Why?”
“What the hell are you doing?”
“It’s just what you see.”
“…Ah, yes. Just as you see.”
After hearing that blunt answer, I had time to look at her again.
With her eyes averted from me, her body was exposed with only her underwear on.
…No, if you look closely, it’s not underwear, it’s a swimsuit.
Before she entered the Demon King’s Territory, a swimsuit of a different shape from the one she wore when she was in the sea fortress.
“I-over there…”
Is wearing it and showing it just to give an evaluation? And think for a while.
“Dave.”
Soon she started calling me by name and continuing to speak.
“Who do you think I am?”
“Yes? Who are you…”
“I am the warrior god of war, and a knight who has sworn allegiance to the Argentine royal family. And in recognition of my status, I am the hope of mankind who has been counted as one of the 10 most powerful people of the Human Union…”
Her sentences that express her in a row.
It may seem arrogant to say it yourself, but there is nothing wrong with looking at it objectively.
The only one stronger than her, at least within her humanity, was Celica, and as she defeated Barmash, her words were more persuasive.
“…And she’s not a prostitute.”
Except for what follows.
“Yes yes?”
“I said I’m not a sex-crazed slut.”
Verdia, in a fit of rage, repeatedly emphasized the previous words.
Only then did she look back at me, staring at me with quite serious eyes and talking about her main point.
“So, Dave, make sure you keep this in mind from now on. I will never yield to you from this moment on.”
“…Submit, huh?”
“Yes, never.”
The power that is gradually carried by the gaze that gazes at me.
“I will never give in to you. Never…!!”
There was a tenacity that was incomparable to that of dealing with Barmash.
