Chapter 188 – I Want to Be Close
The Empire’s Unified Command.
A mighty force possessed by the Solarium Empire.
It is the central nervous system that decides where and how to wield it, and in front of the powder keg where a strategic weapon that easily surpasses Meteor Strike magic lies dormant.
A warrior, a wizard, and a saintess were standing in the middle of nowhere.
An awkward atmosphere between the three of them.
-Quiet…
For the time being, not a single word of conversation was exchanged between them, disregarding the fact that they were colleagues who had to carry out their duties side by side.
“Hello~”
“…”
“…?”
To put it more precisely, I should say that the friendly saintess greeted the two people who had arrived earlier, but no response came back.
A sorceress with her arms folded and her eyes wide open with a somewhat sullen expression.
An old man of the Yongin tribe, not paying attention to anything, observing a butterfly flying around him with interest.
She is a saint who just smiles awkwardly while being caught between them.
Ophelia couldn’t stand it in the indescribable uncomfortable atmosphere and began to quietly recite her prayers with her hands together.
‘Brother… Why are you so late!’
They were three people who had lived without any point of contact or common denominator with each other, except for the fact that they had the power to support each other.
Even if someone tries ice breaking to relieve the awkwardness, if no response comes back, the chilly atmosphere just continues to freeze.
“…Late.”
Scarlett, the slender sorceress, murmured menacingly.
— Hwareuk!
Inconsistent with its dainty appearance, nasty mana flowed out, and several fireballs floated up in the air and then disappeared.
However, it was because of the hot air that was blown by the temporary air pressure difference caused by the heat and the heat.
“Hmm…?”
The butterfly, which was sitting on the old man’s finger and flapping its wings, was startled and ran away.
Then, Lazarus, an old dragon man, frowned and glared at Scarlett.
The grayish pupils slit vertically, and a menacing hissing sound unique to reptiles resounded.
“…You can’t do anything about it, human girl.”
“Joy!”
But Scarlett doesn’t care and just snorts at her as if it’s ridiculous.
Truly instantaneous.
In a bleak atmosphere, as if a fight would break out at any moment, let alone harmony.
Ophelia, who was caught in the middle, was unable to do this or that, only moving her feet.
“Hee hee…!”
Why did this happen?
The complementary elements of each member’s abilities have already been sufficiently verified.
Vanguard, ranged, and Priest.
It is a very simple but equally effective personnel deployment that has been established by all mankind against monsters for a long time.
The so-called fundamental combination.
In addition, since all members of the party are close to the top of their respective fields, their potential in practice is also guaranteed to overflowing.
A superman among superhumans who makes numerical differences meaningless.
The elite of elites worthy of the expression of special power.
However, those who have such ability are definitely not chess players.
As with all human-to-human relationships, it’s something we need to get to know each other first.
In this case, it could be said that their extraordinaryness became poison.
People with extraordinary abilities have extraordinary personalities as well.
Of course, being extraordinary doesn’t mean being twisted.
All in all, there was a red-haired archmage who seemed to embody the prejudice that competent people are worth their abilities.
Even though the appointment time is approaching, there is no sign of Wolfgang showing up.
Scarlett began to play her temper in earnest.
“Iik…! It’s an important event, so I’ve been looking forward to it, but what kind of person is making someone stand on the grass for a long time! Why is the captain so late again? Anyway, I don’t like anything at all, really!”
Lazarus, who frowns at her and accuses her of being her.
“Noisy, human bitch. You’d better be polite here. I’ve warned you.”
“What is it, old man? You want to try it with me now?”
“S-Stop it! Stop it! We can’t fight among ourselves!”
Ophelia was sweating and she had to stop the two of them.
In terms of her age, she is the youngest, but she is showing her most mature side.
‘Not any kids… Even the orphans at the Light of Hope Orphanage must be calmer than these people!’
Let the fuss begin.
A specialty of the Unified Command (actually a national treasure and cultural heritage).
In the middle of a beautiful garden that seemed to have been reduced to the Great Forest, the home of the elves.
—Kiik… !
The cabin door opened, and a high elf appeared, stretching out.
“Ha-am…! It’s really noisy in front of Yeo’s house since morning.”
Then all eyes on her were instantly focused on her.
Her wavy black hair and long pointed ears.
Bright purple eyes and a beautiful look that doesn’t belong to people.
“Hmm…?”
And a chauvinistic spirit that did not fit him, as if he would kneel all things under his feet.
General of the Empire.
Arien Lauriel de Alfheim.
A pure white uniform and red epaulettes made of melted gold and stretched with thread.
The six brilliant stars embroidered on it represent her status, which no one has replaced in the past thousand years.
The mouths of the three people, noticing the peculiar spirit of transcendentalism, closed at once as if they had made a promise.
Soon, their gaze was focused on only one person.
Scarlett, who had been running wild like an angry Chihuahua, screamed silently.
It was because she clearly remembered the rudeness she had committed herself until just a few tens of seconds ago.
‘What, what! Did the general live here for real? I thought it was just a story from a legend… ‘
Arien looked around while rubbing her eyes.
Unlike a Transcendentalist, she was very weak in the morning.
After a while, showing the typical reaction of a person who was not asleep, she showed her interest in the three people who were frozen in front of her yard.
“Ohhh… So you guys are the companions that will be with Yeo’s disciple?”
“That’s right. Great Transcendental One.”
-Dump!
Lazarus went straight to Arien and knelt down on her knees, bowing her head.
They were a dragon race that was naturally sensitive to the order relationship according to their strength.
It is to reveal an attitude of obedience to a strong person outside of the standard who cannot win at any cost.
“The clan of dragons…? Were they still carrying on?”
Arien’s eyes widened as she looked at Lazarus.
An innocent look, like a child playing with a strange toy.
“You, child of the dragon. Apparently, you’ve lived for 300 years. What is your origin?”
“…Red blood dragon Vitrias. I came from his teeth.”
Arien took a step closer to Lazarus.
Lazarus’s head fell to the ground and her head began to tremble.
A reaction like a prey facing an irresistible predator.
The imperial general asked.
“Your origin has been put to rest by the hand of Yeo. Child of Bitrias. Do you resent Yeo?”
Don’t you resent me for defeating the dragon race’s source of life and the existence that is like her mother?
The relationship between dragons and dragons stemming from their teeth is like a parent-child relationship.
“No… I, Lazarus. On behalf of my clan, I thank you for bringing her mother to rest from her raging affliction.”
“Yes? Then it’s done. Alas. Karma is very subtle.”
However, Lazarus just silently shook his head and expressed his gratitude at the question of the Transcendentalist who had defeated his mother.
Looking at that figure, Arien smiled bitterly.
“The ties of the distant past continued unbroken and reached the present. Today is a happy day. We met the traces of our old rivals in an unexpected place.”
“… Once again, thanks to thee for giving her mother rest.”
“It’s done, kid. Stop raising your head.”
The two Jangsaengjong, who had a conversation of their own, as if they had been separated from reality for a while.
Is it the present or the past where their faint eyes are headed?
‘Wow, that was a great story! It’s like studying history… !’
‘You’re paying the price. Anyway, old friends… ‘
Meanwhile, Ophelia and Scarlett were just unfamiliar with the suddenly solemn atmosphere.
Of course, the reactions of the two were contradictory.
After staring at her into space for a few seconds, Arien suddenly turned her head toward Scarlett, frowning her beautiful arms.
“You. You’re a witch of fire with true blood.”
“Yes?!”
—Goooh…
Before long, Arien began to vent her hostility towards her.
“Heeep!”
Immediately, her legs gave out, and Scarlett slumped to the ground.
Lazarus laughed at her and murmured softly at her.
“Kheu, foolish wizard. That’s why I told you to be polite…”
Before long, twin wicks lit up in Arien’s eyes.
“The burnt smell is very vibrating. You can’t believe it… Did you play with fire in Yeo’s garden?”
“Sorry, sorry…”
“Sorry? You shouldn’t have done anything to be sorry in the first place. What would you do if there was a fire?”
“Huh, huh…!”
The content was just close to the bitterness of an old man towards an immature child, but it seems that the people who accept it are not.
Tears welled up in Scarlett’s eyes as she crawled on her ground and stepped behind her.
“Sa-save me… It’s the general…!”
“It’s ridiculous. Should I really kill you? More than that, why are you shedding tears? It’s truly detestable. How dare a grown-up wife… Not stop quickly!”
Arien, who placed her hands on her waist in a strangely familiar gesture, started nagging at her in earnest.
“…What the hell is this?”
Wolfgang, who had barely arrived on time for the appointment, looked at the skit in front of him with a puzzled expression.
