Chapter 117 – The Blood Witch (2)
Midsummer, who was rolling around in my bed surrounded by a blanket, poked her head out. Then he looked at me and asked.
“Why are you looking so serious?”
“It’s nothing serious. Is it serious?”
“Sissha.”
Midsummer jumped out of bed and came near me and she stared at the laptop screen. On the laptop screen, information received regularly from Cheonbigak was floating.
“…Holy Russian Empire? Was there a place like this?”
“There was. As it is an extremely closed country, the proportion was originally at the level of air…”
Russia, which lost Siberia due to the Gate incident and whose government was half-collapsed due to mismanagement, withdraws from all international organizations including the UN.
They will be reborn as a crazy group called the ‘Holy Russian Empire’. Since the world itself is a gutter, there are various groups of people who are in the middle of the day, and Russia was one of them. A theocracy with many nuclear weapons. It’s a setting that could come out of an end-of-the-century game somewhere.
“Reconquista is Spanish.”
“Uh. Reconquest in Spanish. I thought they thought they were going to be some kind of crusaders.”
One of the main pieces of information sent from Cheonbigak says that Russia has declared a ‘reconquista’ to regain lost Siberia.
This is unprecedented in the history I remember.
If so, did it fail like a dog and be forgotten, or did something twist and change history?
It would be one of two things, but there was too little information about countries on the other side of the globe like Russia.
“Isn’t it nice if Russia beats up the monsters?”
“Okay.”
Maybe it’s good that the crazy country didn’t turn its eyes to Europe.
It was too risky to dare to visit Siberia, which is close to the pandemonium.
The Kraken, which devastated Siberia by moving south from the North Pole, stopped moving near Novosibirsk.
If they even provoked the sleeping Kraken, what would happen was purely unknown.
‘I hope the aftermath doesn’t come this far.’
As the Kraken rampages, monsters rush in from all directions.
In the worst case, the Kraken could have come this way. Of course, the latter is highly unlikely.
Even if it was unknown in the future as he had just finished preparations for the campaign, it was not very pleasant to see the number of variables increase.
***
Reward for winning the Musinje Festival.
In addition to giving the title of Yongbong, there was a prize for winning the Musinje. So, there was also a place where many unmanned people came to this distant country.
In the case of the winning reward, it was originally supposed to be awarded through an awards ceremony. However, since that happened, the awards ceremony was of course canceled.
Because of the victim, it became ambiguous to hold the awards ceremony again.
Thanks to that, I was invited directly to the president’s office after the school closure order ended. The president’s office, where Dok-go-pae lived, was an oriental-style mansion. There was even a low wall and a well-kept garden inside. Just looking at it makes my mind and body feel at ease.
Following the staff, I entered the office of President Dok-go-pae. The absolute with calm eyes stared at me. The higher the level goes up, the more you realize how great a military leader Dokgopae is.
Every breath, every hand gesture, and every step contained the secret of ascending martial arts. When you reach that level, martial arts come out in your daily life. I suddenly had such a thought.
“Come on. Congrats on winning the World Gods Festival.”
President Dokgopae welcomed him with a soft smile. I freed myself from my brief thought and politely embraced it, expressing my gratitude.
“Thank you. The fact that you gave away the suicide altar is also.”
Thanks to the precious elixir, Jasodan, from the school, it was possible to quickly heal internal injuries without sequelae. Dokgo Pae stroked his chin and shook his head slowly.
“Thank you to Professor Cheongha and the Volcano, not to me. It was you who willingly handed over the cutlery.”
“Yes.”
I wonder if it was a volcano? I followed the instructions and sat down on a nearby sofa.
“And thank you from me. Thanks to you and the Protestant Church, the terrible things the Blood Church did have been prevented.”
“No. Rather… Are you feeling better?”
At my question, President Dok-go-pae’s eyes widened slightly. He let out a small groan.
“…You must have heard it from your master.”
“I am embarrassed. That’s right.”
“It’s hard to understand what this curse is. It is true that my lifespan has shortened, but I don’t know how much. It must be a curse left by a monster like the Void Dragon.”
President Dokgopae readily replied.
“Sorry.”
I wondered if I was asking something over-the-top. In a way, I was in a similar situation. Of course, seeing President Dokgopae talking like that, unlike me, it seemed that he had no answer at all.
“I have nothing to apologize for. I don’t think you would have said anything carelessly anyway.”
“Yes.”
“Look at this.”
President Dokgopae rolled up his sleeves. A few purple strings protruded near his upper arm. Estimating the route, it was most likely the heart.
“It’s a curse. It’s like this if you’re even a little bit off guard.”
I wanted to take a closer look, but I couldn’t be more rude.
“…”
“I looked for ways to do it from various angles, but it was not easy. Don’t worry too much Until you grow up, I will hold on with my will. Than that.”
President Dokgo Pae spoke quietly and took something out of his arms. It consisted of a golden card and a palm-sized wooden box.
“This…?”
“Do you know what the original Musinje reward was?”
“It was an elixir.”
So I didn’t dwell too much on the winning reward. Even if I took an elixir like Jasodan, it only had a small effect on increasing my internal energy.
Rather, sleeping with the enemy was much more effective.
“Yes. The vision of an extinct shaman, Taecheongdan. I brought something that was kept at Sega.”
“…You’re precious.”
It was the shaman’s Taecheongdan that was evaluated as better than the summoning party, if not worse than the legendary great hwandan. What’s more, it’s an elixir that can’t be obtained anymore.
I accepted it politely with both hands.
“Thank you.”
“Taecheongdan is a natural reward. The important thing is this.”
Dokgopae President smiled slightly and held up a golden card. It looked a little funny.
“That…?”
“Shouldn’t we take credit for stopping the blood bridge?”
“I didn’t specifically ask for a ball.”
“I guess so. You are an accomplice However, as a person in charge, I cannot just wash my mouth and move on. Take it.”
I inadvertently accepted the golden card. As if it was not a common material, the surface was shimmering with strange patterns.
“It looks like you don’t know what it is.”
“Yes. It’s something I’ve never seen before…”
“It’s nothing. A badge that symbolizes me.”
“Yes?”
“From now on, you will be treated as a benefactor of the single family. Dokgose will be treated as an honored guest wherever he goes. Also, if necessary, you can receive support from telegraph units for a limited time only. No one belonging to the Baekdo will see it and be reckless. Even if you kill a white island warrior in broad daylight. Of course, there’s no way you would do that without a reason.”
For President Dok-go-pae’s simple remark, “It’s nothing,” The effect was rather strong. Even though it was only a one-time job, the telegraph station support was never easy.
“Can I give something like this to a Protestant warrior?”
“I gave it to you because I am a Protestant soldier. As you know, Baekdo is at a level where it is embarrassing to even call it a ‘political faction’. They only want to take care of their own interests.”
“…”
“You can be trusted. I just judged that. And let me tell you.”
He stared at me with clear eyes. There was a calm feeling in his eyes.
“I know what kind of person your master is. Maybe even more than you. If he trusted you, it must mean you’re a trustworthy person. That’s all.”
I don’t know what happened in the past between the alternative master and President Dokgopae.
It seemed certain that trust had accumulated enough to overcome the dynamics of the White Sword, the Magic Sword, and the complicated Moorim factions.
Somehow, he readily answered my rude questions, and it seemed that there was a background like this.
“I will use this… For a good purpose.”
“It should be.”
President Dokgopae gave a congratulatory order with a smile.
‘It’s the way to do it.’
As I left the president’s office, I continued to think in silence.
One of the police officers.
The presence of just one person was huge enough to encompass the entire world. If the curse could be lifted, it would produce an effect similar to raising tens of thousands of warriors.
‘My nose sleeps three times.’
I smiled and moved on. It was a very presumptuous idea on a topic that I couldn’t even solve my time limit right now.
Hwaak-
On the way to the dormitory, feeling that autumn is coming to an end.
A sharp wave of aerodynamic force shot at me. Sabak. At the same time, cheerful and cheerful footsteps sounded.
“Hello, junior. Long time no see.”
A grinning smile is quite evocative. Perhaps it was because he had just experienced the energy of President Dokgopae, and there was a clear comparison. It was almost incompatible with King Jeongjong’s martial arts.
Pink hair that doesn’t seem to exist in the world, golden eyes that shine brightly, and pure white skin.
There was only one person in this academy who called me ‘Junior’.
Beatrice.
The girl I was trying to find, for some reason she came first.
