Chapter 217 – Each Effort
Unlike the Empire, where large and small mountains rise throughout the territory, Baldheim’s geography is dominated by open plains.
A snowy field with white snowflakes and a meadow where short grass grows.
A mountain is a low hill or a hill.
What lies beyond the infinite horizon under the sun?
Will the end of the world appear if I walk endlessly over there?
Even Ophelia, the daughter of a heavenly god, did not know that.
Estella wouldn’t answer such trivial questions.
Putting good thoughts aside for a while.
Ophelia unleashed her divine powers, carefully grasping the broken wrist of her boy, about five years old.
—Paaah… !
Bruises and wounds quickly heal with warm golden waves.
It was as if time had gone backwards.
“Hey, it’s done. It doesn’t hurt anymore, does it?”
“Wow! It’s amazing!”
A small child smiling brightly as she waved her arm, which had been wobbly until a few seconds ago.
Ophelia also gave him a warm smile.
Originally, she should have adjusted her divine power appropriately.
Because she did not want to see her children in pain, she was Ophelia who secretly put her heart into it.
In the future, this child will grow up without any minor illnesses for at least a few years.
“By the way, why was our little boy so badly injured?”
“Fighting with Inge next door! I knocked his nose down, will he come here soon?”
“Um, is that friend also five years old?”
“Yes!”
“…Isn’t that too dangerous?”
“Ah, what! As the tribal chief Astrid says, children grow up fighting and being beaten!”
“That, so.”
It was only for a moment that I was taken aback by the sudden culture shock in a warm atmosphere.
Ophelia, who had quickly regained her composure, said softly, stroking the blonde girl’s hair.
“Do you guys know what is at the end of this world?”
“Um… I don’t know!”
“My grandfather says there must be a land inhabited by terrifying monsters!”
Her appearance has changed a little gloomy because of her disguise, but her unique motherly love has not gone anywhere.
Ofelia was able to make friends very quickly with the children of her Frosttooth tribe.
After all, she was a saint who loved to make children as well as children.
Also, is it because she had so many orphans who lost their parents during the war?
Rumors spread that a woman of the same age as an older sister, older sister, or young mother by the standards of Waldheim appeared and healed a sore spot with a mysterious power.
“No! My dad said there was a warm land that didn’t freeze!”
“What do you mean, your dad was eaten by a slayer!”
“Oh, because he wasn’t eaten! My father died fighting bravely!”
Curiosity about strangers unique to young children.
“Sister. But why is unnie so pretty? Are all the people of the Empire as pretty as her unnie?”
“Huh? Hilde, you’ll be very pretty when you grow up, right?”
And with the addition of her near-instinct favor towards the beautiful, in just a few days Ophelia’s disguised identity, Sister Uriel, has become a celebrity among her children.
Although the size of her tribe was by no means small, there were already few children who did not know her.
So Ophelia’s evangelism is proceeding very smoothly.
Originally, the spread of faith begins with children.
If rumors spread among children, it was not too late for adults to notice.
If one more day passes like this, the adults of her tribe will probably start looking for her.
Unlike her children, of course, her grown-ups won’t blindly favor her.
In the process of communicating with each other, you can spread your faith, and you will be able to get information that will help you with your mission.
“Guys. By the way, who’s the slayer? His nickname sounds a little scary.”
Even now, look.
“Monster, monster from the Empire!”
“An incredibly strong knight! Even the chief Astrid couldn’t defeat him!”
“They say he’s as tall as a troll and sucks the blood of warriors!”
“My grandmother said if you didn’t listen to her, the slayer would come and take you away!”
“The name was probably ball… What was it? Oh, I forgot.”
Wasn’t it possible to get information about the unidentified monster called the murderer in the frantic chatter of children?
“That’s right. What a scary person.”
In the midst of the children who quickly became noisy, Ophelia suddenly lost her thoughts.
She thought the slayer was probably something like a ghost story.
Just hearing the rumors, it is doubtful whether she is a real person.
Perhaps it represents the northern immigrants’ fear of the empire.
Suddenly, I remember a passage from one of her lessons at the convent.
It is said that such a legendary being sometimes develops into an object of faith, so she was also a very interesting theological research subject for Ophelia.
Of course, if it was a hostile being, it would be more like a devil than a god.
I heard that the birth process of ancient demons is also roughly similar.
In the end, the gist of the story is that a divine being can be born if the aspirations and hatred of many people gather.
In fact, there were a few indigenous gods that were born through such a process.
There was obviously something important going on after this.
She couldn’t hear it properly because she fell asleep during class.
‘Hey, don’t sleep… ‘
In the midst of regretting the days of the convent, which was a little unfaithful.
—Kwaaang!
“Quaaaaah!”
“Mom!”
A loud explosion was heard near them.
Stone dust and dirt began to scatter. Large and small fragments are bouncing all the way here.
“Guys!”
Ophelia hurriedly opened a holy barrier to protect her children.
“Don’t go outside and stay still! The adults will be coming soon!”
A peaceful afternoon quickly turns into a crucible of chaos.
The children start to run away crying in surprise at the sudden explosion.
“Ahhh!”
“I want to go home!”
“Even if you stay still!”
The moment Ophelia was struggling to control the young children alone who didn’t listen to her.
— Huung!
“Uh huh?”
A child who was about to run out of the barrier rises into the air by telekinesis.
A blond-haired young lady with a arrogant impression walking down from the air.
It was Scarlett in disguise.
The color quickly returns to Ophelia’s pensive face.
“Miss Ha. What is this? Hey, Sister Uriel. Are you okay?”
“Lady Louise! I’m fine, put the children first!”
“Okay. Wow, but why are there so many kids?”
Scarlett’s expression was not very good.
She, too, was preoccupied with collecting information in her own way.
It’s because something unexpected happened and things went wrong.
“For now, get back out with the kids. I’ll investigate the situation a bit more.”
“Yes, sister!”
Are old people all the same wherever they go?
To Scarlett, the old men of the tribe were surprisingly reminiscent of the elders of the Mage Tower.
Being stubborn and not listening to people properly were the same.
With the appearance of an alien wizard, the tribal shaman began to take an interest in Scarlett.
Scarlett, who met them for the first time, expected a healthy academic exchange even though the fields were different.
These shamans, on a subject of mediocre quality, had a very negative attitude towards all sorts of mystic approaches other than the traditional methods handed down to them.
To put it simply, her magic was treated as a superstition.
‘It’s witchcraft, it’s witchcraft!’
‘No, what is witchcraft? You made it easy. Don’t you guys even understand this basic concept?’
I wanted to burn them all to death, but I couldn’t bear to do that.
In the middle of trying to get some important information at the end of just bribing the shaman with gold and treasure, suppressing the anger that was about to explode, putting aside academic exchanges.
Suddenly, an explosion was heard and the whole place was in a state of confusion.
“Damn the old guys…”
Sighing deeply, Scarlett suppressed her irritation and stroked her hair.
What is Wolfgang doing in the midst of this?
He said he was alone with the chief, so I’m worried if things went well.
Apparently, the bitch who was flogging the party was the daughter of the chieftain here.
Hopefully she isn’t fighting with that woman again.
She pretended not to be, but she was Scarlett who cared very much for Wolfgang.
If it wasn’t for him in the first place, this damn place wouldn’t have come.
“What the heck is that guy?”
While Scarlett, who quietly spoke to herself, looked up at the sky for a while.
—Swoon!
“Huh? Look at this?”
A projectile falling in a parabolic trajectory was caught in her field of vision.
A huge chunk of rock that makes you wonder how it flew.
Scarlett had a hunch.
The identity of the attack that caused the explosion a while ago must be of a similar kind.
—Uuuuu… !
It’s ridiculous.
If she were herself, she would have thrown a lump of lava, but it was just a lump of stone.
I couldn’t stay still once I came into sight, so I was preparing to intercept.
“Huh?”
A loud roar reverberates from a figure jumping high in the distance.
“This dog—! You bastards who aren’t as good as fucks!”
—Quaaaaang!
A lump of rock that was crushed into powder in the air with a roar.
Scarlett, who confirmed through her telescopic magic, was shocked.
The chieftain’s daughter stepped in and destroyed it herself. Even with her bare fists.
“Wow. Crazy… Wasn’t that the only monster there was?”
Scarlett spat out a word mixed with admiration and nodded as if she understood something.
Certainly, the warriors of the north are strong.
Considering their majesty during the Hagi Knight War, that level would be nothing.
How the hell are those toxic guys going to hit each other?
Come to think of it, she was Scarlett taking out snacks from the Ayeah space, thinking that she didn’t have to step out.
Judging by the expression on his face, he seemed to be starting to watch the game in earnest.
A disgruntled voice came from behind her.
“Who is the monster, who?”
“Oh, what a surprise!”
Wolfgang appeared out of nowhere and tugged at Scarlett’s cheek.
