Chapter 345 – Marching Outward-5
Dinner.
“…”
Jiha, who opened her eyes, reflexively raised her body.
The hair that covered her neck dripped down.
Ashira, who was sitting next to her and looking at the papers, seemed surprised, but she smiled kindly.
Rejoicing that the Underground has finally risen.
“Are you awake, underground?”
“How long have I slept?”
The place is like a sofa in the master’s room.
It was night before I went to sleep, but it is evening when I wake up.
“Two days have passed.”
“…”
You slept for two days?
Jiha frowned as she checked how much magical power had been restored.
Only half recovered.
‘No, my magical power has increased…’
Previously, it only recovered quickly after a night’s sleep, but now it takes several days to fully recover naturally.
As the battery grows, the charging time also increases.
‘Direct vampirism through a woman is like rapid charging…’
The basement organized her thoughts as she sat down.
‘Teleport eats a lot of mana. It seems that she has exhausted her mana and even used up her stamina. However, if I increase the amount of magic power in the future, I will be able to avoid falling asleep like this. If we continue to increase the amount of magic power, we will be able to continue the battle.’
Ashira spoke cautiously.
According to her “Her orders, the telegram was sent to Warris. It should have arrived by now.”
“Any other information or movement related to the legend?”
“There is no specific information. I sent a message to La Russa that you are willing to meet.”
“What about the Dark Elves?”
Since he didn’t hide it, everyone should have known that the underground appeared out of nowhere in Woodlock.
“There is no movement whatsoever. As you said, I told you to finish all the preparations so that you can leave for La Russa. You can go anytime.”
“Let’s leave tomorrow morning. Previously…”
Asira leads her army and goes first and puts a lot of pressure on Larusa, then Jiha goes and cooks easily.
It was a breakthrough tactic of the first stage gateway to eat the blue seal.
“Tell him to see Carl Warniak.”
“You have to eat first. I didn’t even drink water the whole time I was sleeping.”
“I’ll do it from now on, so send someone quickly.”
Meals and grooming were enough to be done while waiting.
While the basement was sitting on the sofa and having a simple meal, a guest came.
A skinny old man with a sharp look, sharp even when he pretends to.
The basement continued to eat and said.
“Sit down.”
The opponent came alone, carrying only a sword on his waist without bringing anyone with him.
Jiha looked at Asira who was sitting next to him and said.
“Go out and do a final review tomorrow morning to make sure you’re ready to go.”
“… I get it.”
Asked to leave her seat, Ashira got up from her seat even though she was worried.
He was worried about Jiha, who had just woken up, working non-stop and leaving the two of them alone, but he believed that there would be a countermeasure.
Ashira goes out, leaving only the basement and the knife in her captain’s office.
“Are the preparations for the departure of the Dark Elves going well?”
When asked in the manner of an underground brewing soup, Carl only slightly bowed his head.
“We are preparing without a hitch.”
“Did you hear everything that happened at Warris?”
“…”
Carl thought for a moment and then nodded.
Jiha said while eating meat and drinking water.
“What are you going to do from now on?”
“I’m just waiting for the commander’s lenient disposition.”
“What if I’m not generous?”
The basement asked lightly.
“Will you have Enlil cut my throat?”
“My granddaughter is already out of my hands. And she’d rather just offer my old neck than do that.”
“…”
Honest tone, Jiha raised her head.
An old knife whose sharpness does not rust, and his eyes were young.
“What’s the value of a wrinkled neck? If the leader takes his anger out on the Dark Elves, he will buy them expensively.”
“Then why did the elders pretend not to know?”
“…”
It was the question of why he turned a blind eye to Sudaro when he knew what was going on.
He said he would no longer hold the green tree clan guilty, but if the council of elders knew it and pretended not to know it, he would not be able to make a sound even if he punished him anew.
Normally, I’d deny it, but…
“I think the old man made a mistake because his head was spinning for a while.”
“You are trembling.”
Jiha laughed and put the tableware down.
The old man in front of him was not an easy opponent.
After hearing about Warris’s work, he made up his mind and faced the underground.
“Are you afraid of Cheonho?”
The reason why the elders did not stop Sudaro was that he was acting under the secret orders of Cheonho.
“Who is not afraid of a legend? Furthermore…”
Carl said after a moment.
“Cheon-ho is really scary. No one would want to go against her if they had been through her Thousand Year War.”
“Then why did you join the Red Union?”
“Same answer. Because Cheonho is scary.”
Carl responded sharply.
“There is only one way to deal with a fearsome enemy. To make it no longer scary.”
“…”
It meant that if it was a fearful enemy, he would kill it and sleep comfortably.
“But you have to be careful with every step. Moreover, there was no guarantee that the commander-in-chief would not hold hands with Cheon-ho, so how could we act recklessly?”
“You speak well.”
The basement laughed coldly.
They were wrong, but they were driving it as a problem of mutual communication, which was partly because the basement did not fully reveal their true intentions.
It’s a clever trick, but it’s great that it’s not terribly wrong.
“My body is old, so I should make up for it with my mouth.”
“So, do you intend to swear unchanging allegiance now?”
“What is the meaning of mere loyalty? We want to prove our loyalty to the commander-in-chief with military results.”
This was the conclusion of the Dark Elves who learned of Waris’ situation, and Carl, who was in charge, was considering trust by bowing his head directly to the underground.
“Okay, let me see.”
“…”
When the basement spoke coolly, Carl only lowered his head deeper.
Because I knew that the underground talk wasn’t over yet.
“Instead, you Dark Elves will be the first to take the lead in dealing with the Snow Queen.”
The Snow Queen was originally a legend followed by Dark Elves.
During the Millennium War, thanks to her protection, the Dark Elves were able to maintain their lives.
A harsh order to be the first to strike down the old master, but the sword bowed his head without hesitation.
Because this is the only way to prove loyalty.
“I will deal with the Dark Elves who oppose that order myself.”
“Your granddaughter says something similar.”
“That taught me the most important thing. I will do anything for the Dark Elves.”
“You’re serious.”
If the underground questioned Sudaro about what happened, he would minimize the damage to the Dark Elves by offering his own head.
Carl made that decision.
Of course, it was not very beneficial to cut the head of Carl, the head of the Council of Elders, to reprimand him even as an underground.
By cutting Sudaro’s head, one hundred punishments have already been achieved. Purges beyond this cause side effects.
However, even with such political calculations, one cannot easily hang one’s neck.
If Ji-ha is an emotional and spontaneous person, he could kill Carl and the entire Council of Elders.
Carl Warniak, it’s worth writing.
“Do you think it’s right for the Dark Elves to be loyal to me?”
“I think he is a better ruler than Cheonho.”
“Do you hate Cheon-ho that much?”
“The world she is trying to create is one that will not last.”
Underground laughed.
“Unpack the gift bag.”
“…”
The wrinkles on Carl’s face writhed.
He seemed to be read and startled.
“I don’t think you meant to solve it with just your neck. You must have brought a condition to lure me in, a gift that could dispel my anger, didn’t you?”
“…”
When dealing with people, consider the intelligence level of the other person.
Carl was an old schemer. In the chaos of the Thousand Year War, he was the one who did anything for the Dark Elves to preserve their race.
Carl bowed his head.
“If you want a beautiful woman, I’ll give it to you.”
“Don’t talk nonsense. For the time being, I am your granddaughter.”
“…”
When the underground expressed it harshly on purpose, the knife took a break.
‘He’s not a very cold person. Enlil has a certain affection.’
He is not a heartless person without an inch of space for his blood and kin.
As the underground judged, Carl continued to speak.
“I would like to tell you a little story. Are you okay?”
“A story your grandfather tells you? I hope it’s more interesting than what her grandmother tells you.”
“You will have fun.”
Shrugging his shoulders, Jiha lay down on his side on the sofa, and took a comfortable position with his head propped up in his palms.
Carl said calmly.
“Why do you think a legend is a legend?”
“Because you can take control of your surroundings.”
The power of space control that Cheon-ho showed as an alter ego was amazing.
A Legend could rule and manipulate the space around him with willpower alone.
“Normally, legends do what is possible by using special abilities without even blinking an eye. If Unique is different by infinite magic recovery, Legend is different by taking control of the surrounding environment itself.”
Like everything else in the world, combat is also a battle of time and space.
Doing the action you want at the right time, but that was impossible in front of a legend.
Carl smiled grimly.
“That is not what I am trying to say.”
“Aren’t you trying to dedicate a legend strategy?”
“Didn’t you say it was an old story?”
Carl said calmly.
“The story of a time when there were no normals, rares, uniques, or legends.”
“…”
“I want to talk about the Millennium War.”
The basement closed its eyes.
“Who is this.”
“… Yes?”
“I was actually wondering if everyone knows, or if they don’t have any doubts, or if they just think so. No one I’ve ever met has been able to give me a sharp answer.”
I think I would know, but I didn’t deliberately ask.
I feel like I’m not getting the right information.
“… No, I didn’t want to ask the woman. Because I needed information that excludes subjectivity.”
Carl’s face hardened as the underground spoke aloud.
The underground head spin was far ahead of what he had assumed.
“Today’s Wordsland makes no sense. Up to the law of the jungle is plausible, but why is it that women over men are established?”
“Because there are many strong women.”
“Yes, 75% of the rarity level is female, all 10 uniques are female, three legends are female, and even the unique epic is female. In a world dominated by women, it sounds like the right story because the ruling class is women…”
Underground clicked his tongue.
“That makes no sense.”
“…”
“Look at the elves. Closed-minded people have a male-dominated society. Prioritizing her family, Leticia, who was unique, was not properly recognized, and she was half-forced to be engaged to an elf man who was inferior to her. Leticia lived through her dissatisfaction.”
Although Leticia, changed after meeting her underground, now has her leadership over the elves.
“Elfs are stupid. But for them, it’s natural. Why?”
“…”
“It’s because this predominance of women and men, this era in which only women have powerful magical powers, has only been around for hundreds of years. The conservative elves who live for a thousand years are rejecting the new change.”
The basement concluded with a passing tone.
“In other words, the world before the end of the Millennium War was not a world where only women possessed powerful magical powers.”
Jiha said, glaring at her knife.
“In this era, someone intentionally manipulated it.”
Only women are born with strong magical powers.
This was the truth of Wordsland.
