Chapter 119 – 119. Spartal (7)
If things went on this rampage, it was time for the guys hiding behind to come out.
There is a woman who acts as a light warm-up for about an hour, and of course I cannot do that without difficulty.
They do not use magic circuits, but only use spirit magic, making them soldiers of the security corps and powerful people in between. He completely defeats all of Spartal’s powerful players who rushed in to subdue him.
I have only one thing to say.
I’m in charge.
In fact, it is quite a nuisance in Spartal and Phrygia, but I have already told Leonidas to remain silent and not interfere in any way with what we are doing.
Naturally, the thoughts of retro people would always have been there.
The revivalists would like to escape from Phrygia in the name of Spartal. They would like to escape and rule this city as they wish.
You want to be the king who controls everything here and not bows down to one power.
But they don’t want to take responsibility for it.
These are scum who think it’s okay to hide behind walls and die for themselves.
Judging by the fact that he hasn’t been seen yet, he will probably try to come out when he can win.
Dick had already sent Mine to the Duke of Pantalone in the capital city of Vergina, and Mine had sent Elizabeth’s handwritten letter and the Pantalone family coat of arms carved by Elizabeth herself.
Even just thinking about the cancer, it was really amazing to see him holding a knife, covering it with a sword, and carving it into engravings with it. Isn’t that amazing?
To me, it would be like getting a suntan with Down Fall of the Sun, but to create such an artistic work using the most powerful means of killing a knight was truly amazing.
As a bonus, I’m amazing, right? The playfulness in his eyes when he looked at me this way was endearing, and I had some embarrassing moments. Honestly, it’s not difficult to say that something great is great and acknowledge it.
She is a greater being than I thought, and of course she said she would follow me.
-Once the chaos in Phrygia is over, I will follow you.
-…Well, wouldn’t the duke hate it?
-My father is actually a more calculating person than me. If he lets his guard down even a little, he’ll send Eliza Lotte by and try to tie you up, right?
-Uhuhuhu, yes. Anyway, that kid is also interested in you…
-…Why not?
-My sister also has high eyesight, Clark? Moreover, he is a man with a personality that makes me, her older sister, fall in love with him.
-I like people like this guy. Oh my god, this world is fucked. You think this is attractive? Really?
It’s a world you don’t know even if you know it. Really.
It seems like just yesterday that I was born with dark skin and was teased by people around me, calling me a bastard and teasing me for not having a mother.
Living among those guys made me lose my temper, but that didn’t mean I went out of my way to go around persecuting people who hadn’t done anything. If I had done that, I would have been beaten like a dog by my father, and he would have been worse off, and more than anything, why was I afraid of my father in Magia?
Why were the great devil and great witch scared when they heard that their father had appeared?
The great mage that even Gilgamesh recognized was my father, and in order to be a son worthy of such a father, I treated my enemies in a gentlemanly manner, even to those who did not mind being harsh even if they treated me harshly, although I did treat those who did not treat me poorly. I didn’t do anything to get away.
Unexpectedly, Elizabeth was surprised by this.
Magia from Magia have a strong sense of elitism and are quite arrogant.
So, in Frisia, mages are extremely hated, and even if there are mages, only those who are not from Magia.
So they were surprised to see me or something.
Even Elizabeth said that she was a bastard, so she knows just how much of a bastard those from Magia were.
Throw the pants piled up into the building.
She was completely stunned and didn’t want to see the men’s pants blowing, so she called the wind spirits to pick them up and throw them away, while Elizabeth was shaking her head and assessing their muscles.
She said, “These are fashion muscles that are just lumpy and completely useless.”
“…It’s useless.”
“That’s right, isn’t it? Because I haven’t trained the areas where I use my strength at all.”
“Is it important?”
“You’ve trained your areas of strength, right?”
That’s right.
In the first place, the expert on it is my godfather.
“In that sense, you met Dick well.”
“…”
That’s right.
Even when I look at it again, it reminds me of a nightmare.
-Evil!!! I can’t do it!!
-If you have time to scream, you can still do it. Hang in there.
…That hellish PT time.
Obviously, if you can’t do it, it’s bad! I told her to make a sound, but she just told me to raise it again with that force.
Bastard.
And the sight of my father happily looking at Dick, who he brought with him on the day he returned exhausted. I have memories of learning everything about things like grappling and how to use fists.
They are all useful, and they helped me survive for two years despite my lack of magic, and they barely allowed me to survive despite not being able to use magic circuits, so they are as familiar as magic.
“…Anyway, is it really okay to make a fuss like this?”
Elizabeth chuckles at my question. Like saying why is she so small and like a moth.
However, from my point of view, it was like challenging the public power of a country, and although there was Elizabeth’s connivance in it, compared to me, who was worried about the backlash of how this would turn out later, Elizabeth held her hands with her dead eyes. She said, looking around her as she broke down.
“It’s time to legally punish those bastards who reveal their ambitions when the country is in trouble. How can you refuse this? These aren’t the only things I’ve sharpened my sword on, Clark.”
“…Okay, this is Elizabeth, you should know better.”
If you say that, then it must be like that.
Because she wasn’t the type of woman to say this without calculating it in the first place.
She is the one who knows best about her freesia, which is now her own front yard, so I do as she says, and I deal with her unpredictable regulars as appropriate.
It’s not like we’ve matched each other once or twice, and it’s within the range of predictions.
And then Shogus spoke to me.
-Master. Caution. Something dangerous, master, is after you. Jeongjo, I’m aiming for you.
“…What, what?”
-…Very, dangerous. Everyone is dying. That is why, through its owner, it is trying to extend its life and dream. Smell similar to the owner. But, unpleasant. The smell of a dying old man.
-…High probability of giving birth to the owner, being the parent, very high.
“…What’s hiding?”
-Beyond the dimension, behind the dimensional boundary of this place. Do you want to go see the owner?
“No, not right now. Not right now.”
-What do you plan to do after we meet?
“That’s none of your concern.”
-Owner, heartbeat, faster. Anger?
Creates a soul spark in the hand.
“Be quiet. You can’t say anything about me. If I get presumptuous one more time, I’ll prepare myself-“
“Clarke.”
Elizabeth holds my shoulder.
“…What, why?”
“I’m not going to ask what’s going on, but it’s worrying you. If that’s the case, just accept it.”
“…”
In the first place, it was sent by Daemon Sultan, and to me, it was nothing more or less than keeping an eye on me. I have never allowed anything more than that, and I have no intention of allowing it. Shoggus spoke to me, even though his eyes were filled with fear and he was frightened by the soul spark I unleashed.
-Owner, I hope you don’t get sick. The owner is a good person. He is a good person, and the people around him are also good people. I hope the owner doesn’t get sick.
…
Wouldn’t it be different if he was an outright evil bastard?
Could he have been more sincere in condemning and killing him?
I don’t know.
What is clear is that its mental age is just beginning to develop, and it is growing through interactions with its surroundings.
And yet, it tells me something dangerous.
Meeting an indescribable and gigantic will, and what I received from that gigantic will, are like the unknown itself to me.
…
“I don’t like it either, but I don’t want to pretend that I don’t care about you. And look, you’re quite excited right now?”
“…I think that’s a good explanation in the current situation. What do you think?”
Look around.
Buildings, and land, earth, and rocks.
And I feel hostility towards that.
To receive the power of death and find a being from whom life must be taken.
And it is impossible not to see it.
A total of 10 people.
Elf.
There are earth spirits hiding in the surrounding buildings and land.
Does it mean that even the spirits wandering around can take their lives?
Well, that’s good.
In fact, even if it wasn’t that, there were all kinds of characters that started appearing around here.
Beings armed with weapons and abilities that we have never seen before.
In addition, there were Elven Haim slave leashes hanging around their necks.
Just like the one I had destroyed before, there was a specially made slave leash from the Elven Haim royal family, and I could tell where it had come from.
The eyes have lost focus, they are giving off a sinister energy, and they are stragglers from beyond the dimension whose origin is unknown. And these are the people who were brought here, and I feel that someone touched them.
I could see that Nyarlathotep’s energy was getting serious.
It was dragged in by Nyarlathotep and thrown into Elvenheim.
Nitora disguised himself as an elf, used the elves as his hands and feet, and sent the stragglers out here.
I feel the surroundings becoming quiet.
Security forces soldiers, restorationist soldiers, and warriors kept coming, but now they knew there was no point in fighting anymore, so they decided to let their helpers take care of it.
There is still room.
This is the corps that defends a city.
So, there is still room, but the reason they do not want to fight is to show rebellion against Phrygia.
And of course, let outsiders deal with outsiders.
This is a situation where a few powerful people must step in and take control.
From now on, it’s real.
From my perspective, it was like playing chess without the queen, but even so, I didn’t think I would lose even if I fought the things here.
Gawain and Eris are already exploring the slums for their own goals, and here Elizabeth and I are having a fight.
It has been decided that way.
However, it is a bit unexpected that a person from another world intervenes here.
So what happens?
Damage spreads further.
Hmm.
Okay. Have you already brought in all the people you need to bring in?
“…I was here, Geumtaeyang. I came to punish you.”
“Condemnation is a word that can only be used when you are morally superior to me. There is no moral difference between you and me. In the sense that we are doing this shit for a purpose.”
A man with red hair appears.
Ears revealed in the dark.
When I saw that it was already getting dark, I got really excited.
Although the day was short, it meant that we ran wild for at least several hours, which was standard during an expedition.
We still had enough room to run wild, and we can run wild even more in the future.
The red-haired elf glares at me with a cursed expression.
“But that doesn’t stop here, your life is here-“
And-
Kaaaaa!!!
A rapier aimed at it from the shadows.
It was Carnesia, a black-skinned person with silver hair who hides in the dark and attacks enemies.
After all, they are dark elves, and because they have dark elf blood, do they have a knack for sneak attacks?
And then the secret attack is blocked, and the entity that blocked the sneak attack appears again.
And that too, with his face distorted and looking tired.
It was possible to deal with a sudden sneak attack, but it seemed impossible to respond.
And Carnesia also retreats without hesitation after confirming that the sneak attack had failed.
If a sneak attack fails once, there is no way it will work again, so it is wise to retreat. She has probably gone through all the hardships of childbirth on her own and doesn’t need my advice.
“Carnesia, this traitor-!!”
A female elf with brown hair who wore a black hood and removed the distortion to reveal herself. I don’t believe in physiognomy, but just looking at her, she appears to be walking around with a lot of blood on her hands.
Carnesia also came to my side riding on her shadow and spoke to her.
“You have no right to call me a traitor. You betrayed me first. So, we are teachers and teachers. Ah, that’s right – aren’t there any noble people in Elvenheim with a conscience anymore?”
“Don’t bring up such a damn thing. Having something like that is blocking the elves’ future!”
Oh, now that I think about it, I had a conversation with Carnesia.
Naturally, this is what I asked Carnesia during my journey.
On the other hand, it is to obtain information about the enemy.
The question is, who are the other warriors besides you?
And through that, we talked about who the people who would come after us were.
Second-tier guardian warrior.
Cornia.
Cornia in a pine forest.
It’s a bonus to give it as a bonus.
It’s so despicable.
Naturally, in the ranking match, he put pressure on the examiner and deliberately tried to use a weapon whose durability was exhausted, so he mercilessly beat him with his fist while holding the weapon.
…
Why are so many women around me so scary?
That’s because he didn’t even use one hand and caught her with his fist.
This is because of the testing method where throwing away a weapon is considered defeat.
Anyway, he was holding a weapon, and martial arts is also a basic item for a warrior.
Kaaaaa!!!
“Huh?!”
“Master.”
And there was an elf coming after me.
And Anna immediately throws it away with her sword sheath and blows it away. At the same time, the shoggus’ tentacle stem, which had been transformed from my robe, pierced the elf’s head before he could even take his stance.
Fuuuuuk-!!
“Well done Miss Shogus.”
“…! ~~!? ~!!”
The appearance of Shogus dozing and being happy.
It seems like she has become really close to Anna without me knowing as she makes her hand and gives me a high five. It’s really embarrassing that I keep not knowing this.
Aside from that.
And I see people from another world rushing towards me with slave leashes attached.
Unfortunately, I know the ending for these things.
I know because I experienced it, and I know because I got out of here on my own.
A rare, shitty item that suppresses all will and limits your power if you defy it.
And that which was imposed on the dark elves.
The sight of them rushing towards me with unfocused eyes, with a fucking object tied around their neck that was meant to be put on me because my skin is dark, is extremely pitiful.
However, there is no sympathy.
The world is too harsh for such sympathy, and it is a world in which the poor have to survive.
The act of spreading good intentions for no reason is an act of risking one’s own life, so it is a noble act, but I had no intention of doing it against the people who came to kill me.
“…Tsk, I don’t know how I ended up here. I’ll let you go comfortably.”
And I had no intention of letting them off their leash.
There’s no reason for me to do that, and there’s no need for me to do that.
Of course, wait a moment.
The reason I am waiting is not a big deal.
At this point, it was time for Gawain and Eris to return.
And if you think about their purpose, that they need men, the answer was there, as most of the members were men.
Just as expected.
Wow!!
Gawain ran on the roof, taking the impact of his heavy armor and revealing his greatsword on his back.
And even Eris.
The dark elves that followed them appeared, and at the same time, I was also prepared for a large-scale distortion field.
A distortion field that prevents the use of magic is spread here, creating a space separate from the dark space that my sister created.
A huge ‘door’ created under my feet and under the feet of my enemies.
And then the door opened downwards, and we were isolated from the world.
“What is this!? Clark, you – you can’t use magic –”
“Oh, that? That’s a lie.”
“…!”
This is why I can’t stop fishing.
Is this a chance~? Then, every time I run in and see the counter hit and the look up with a dumbfounded look on my face, it gives me a thrill and pleasure.
“Let me introduce you. My magic is called ‘Social Distancing.’ It’s something I tried to swallow when people like you came at me with a group of troops.”
“You, you- you coward!?”
Cornia looks at me and says.
The same goes for red-haired elves.
They use the leaves of the World Tree to get to their forest, but is there any way they can be used?
“It’s no use. This is a separate space completely isolated from Elcadia, so any means of return you use cannot be used.”
One by one, all my colleagues are coming here. Starting with Anna, Lucy, Nia, Gawain, Eris, and Carnetia come in.
Carnesia, who split her sword with Cornia and retreated, also stands next to me. What should I do with the elves hiding here? There are 11 elves, one of which has just been dealt with, leaving 10 elves left.
I look at the Elven Mages.
I see fear in their eyes.
Apart from that, there are about 100 people from another world who have their minds suppressed and are chained to slavery.
It’s not much of a problem.
And the boy with purple hair next to Eris.
14 years old? He must have looked about 15 years old.
And Carnetia can be seen looking at it, struggling with her thoughts.
Anyway, looking at the happy expression on his face while holding the boy tightly, I could guess the reason.
Moreover, the boy seems unable to reject it or do anything about it. At the same time, Eris said to me, looking at the aliens on leashes over there.
“Mr. Clark, those aliens – can we take them?”
“…I’m not allowed to work overtime.”
Of course, shouldn’t we use it ourselves? It seems like they are asking me to hold on to them, and of course they offer me additional compensation for that.
“So, what if additional compensation is given?”
“All of them cannot be saved. What is certain is that those Kanf bastards are manipulating them, and if they are all destroyed, they will die along with the owner.”
“What kind of evil-“
“That’s why I tried to hit Alicia.”
Who on earth would a bitch do something like that to rummage around with? Of course, whether the slave dies or not, there is absolutely no harm to the elves.
“Until I untie it, fix it, and even after I fix it, if those bastards don’t show any good behavior, I will kill them mercilessly. It’s up to you to persuade them.”
“Good. Negotiation has been concluded.”
I wonder how many people say such things because they know they will survive.
“If there are any survivors.”
I’ll try my best.
And he comes forward with Elizabeth.
He comes forward with Elizabeth and Gawain.
This is what I felt after coming forward.
It’s a shame I don’t have that dwarf poop sack.
“…After work is over, let’s go to Dverg together.”
“Is it because of Kogan?”
I nod my head when Gawain asks. Naturally, I still have the ax he used. The ax he was holding in his hand along with his blown off arm.
Of the two axes, one was saved and the other was stuck in Cassandra’s body.
And Kogan’s memorabilia.
“You said Kogan had a daughter, right?”
“That’s right. Clark, aren’t you… Interested in dwarven women too?”
“This wife thinks that if I were a woman, I would go around picking on everything.”
“M-wife…!! Hehe-“
“…Oh my god, I can see this gorilla dying at just one word.”
I took responsibility, so I take responsibility. Plus, she won’t be away from me anymore. Since she said she would be with me, I accepted her independent thinking.
And later, the Duke of Pantalone…
All I could think about was what I would do if that guy grabbed me by the collar.
…
According to Elizabeth, if you’re not careful, you could end up with Elizarote as well?
Well, isn’t it a bit weird to hang out with a guy like this?
And I only do it if kicking out these trash that threatens my future father-in-law helps him in the slightest.
