Chapter 557 – Chapter 557 the Third Legend-11
The ship of the pirate empress, Karaleba, retreats.
Just as the tide recedes, so does the sea recede. Red Union soldiers stared at the ship with tired faces.
Standing next to the basement, Daham spoke vigorously.
“Should we pursue, Commander-in-Chief?”
“Let it go.”
“…”
Daham nodded his head.
A look of relief appeared on the faces of the soldiers as well.
Ordinary soldiers could not deal with the existence of the dragon breath and dragon bones that had just burned down the deck.
The army of death wielded by the Pirate Empress wasn’t just zombies, mummies, and skeletons capable of melee combat. There must be many powerful ones like the Dragonborn.
Truly a legend, it was mighty.
‘Epic…’
How strong is the existence of an epic that the legend has to wait for hundreds of years?
Jiha calmly organized her thoughts.
It was a battle that started to do this anyway, a war that had to be won.
“Narsha.”
“Did you call?”
Narsha answered as she approached.
Narsha, who has recovered from her injuries while underground fights Pyran on deck, battles on the ice with her soldiers.
“Clean up the situation.”
“… I?”
“You do it. Do what you can to collect the bodies of the soldiers, figure out the number of people, and figure out that the walls, houses, and buildings were submerged. Also, check where Enlil came from. Enlil and the elves told me not to stick with the Pirate Empress for nothing.”
Teach Narsha leadership, war and politics.
Jiha looked back and said,
“Daham, you assist by the side. However, don’t let Narsha take over, let Narsha do it.”
“… Whoa, okay. And I have something to tell you, so take a minute later.”
Narsha said firmly.
“It’s really important.”
“Tell me now.”
“…”
Narsha hesitated, then she glared at Daham.
Daham hesitated, then lowered his head and stepped back.
Narsha cleared her throat and looked down into the basement.
“Your weapon, the shape has been created.”
“Weapon?”
“How long are you going to use such a lethargic weapon, a weapon that you have to hold as my assistant?”
Indeed, the underground sword had only one characteristic: lengthening its blade.
Of course, Jiha did not feel the need to strengthen his weapons because he caught the enemy off guard by combining his special abilities well.
There were many occasions when he gained the upper hand by intermittently using the fact that the length of his flight would change.
“There are a few prototypes, but they are not finalized yet. Pick one of them… You must receive the blessings of the Dirgas. The Dirga Weapon, which is specially given to assistants, and the Divine Dirga Weapon, must go through that process.”
“That’s why we open the festival.”
When the Dirgas decide on a helper, they hold a festival and invite other Dirgas.
It’s not just a cultural event, it’s a weapon made for assistants that also has the practicality of receiving blessings from other Dirgas.
Usually, the Dirgas led the guards and wandered individually, so it had to be such a position to bring them together.
“Yes, and when the festival is held, you have to be there.”
“How long will the festival last?”
“Usually three days. I’m telling you, you must stay seated at this time.”
“Let’s make an appointment. How is the performance?”
With a fight against Purple in the future, it was necessary to change weapons.
Now, the sword is familiar and useful, but the performance is also coveted.
“That is not my decision. It will complement what you need most.”
“Okay, got it. Ankle?”
“Huh? … Oh sure it was all good Do you think I’ll get sick from something like that?”
Narsha was taken aback, but then she struggled to raise her voice.
She underground nodded.
“I will only provide urgent treatment for now, so finish tidying up and get proper treatment. Get cosmetic treatment later. Then sort it out.”
“Okay. See you later.”
Narsha greeted her and walked towards the end.
With her soldiers busily moving, the basement looked out over the streets turned upside down in a mess.
The land suddenly turned into the sea, so the building was overturned and collapsed, making it impossible to say. Property damage is enormous.
‘My first fight with Purple… It’s half and half.’
Although Lingard has gone awry and many of her soldiers have been killed, she has been informed by the Underground Pirate Empress and has figured out most of her abilities as well.
She also questions about Purple’s trend while Pyran and Lou Chen fight, almost ending her plans for the war ahead.
‘Summoning the white man and Cheonho…’
The Pirate Empress will also be captured the next time she fights.
She looked at her woman’s back as the basement was lost in her thoughts.
It was Pyran’s back.
Pyran sat down and looked in the direction where the Pirate Empress’ ship disappeared.
The swords that fell from her hands were rolling around her.
“…”
She gazed at it in silence, then turned her body away.
It’s a before-and-after process.
It rained the night she left the pirate empress.
Mayor’s office.
Underground received a report from Narsha.
Of course, it wasn’t all sorted out right away, it was just an informal report.
“There are 3,000 dead or missing soldiers…”
“Too many died in a short time.”
Narsha shook her head.
“Above all… The Pirate Empress doesn’t seem to be sincere. The army of death she has, I don’t know how many she will have.”
“He said a million.”
This is the information obtained from the additional conversation with the Pirate Empress. It could be an exaggeration, but it wouldn’t be strange if it was real.
She had the reputation of being the most deadly woman in Words Land, so the number of her death forces would be staggering.
“… How do you hold it?”
Narsha made her sick face.
She also had an escort of 2300, but that number is on a different level.
“Above all, if she dies while fighting the army of death, she will also become the army of death, right? I can never push with my troops…”
“I have to catch the pirate empress herself.”
Underground also agreed.
The strategy of pushing with numbers does not work for legends.
I felt it when dealing with the Snow Queen and Heaven, but the army of death was too fraudulent.
“… Can you catch it?”
Narsha looked up.
Didn’t he go up on the underpass deck and get out with Pyran?
The Dragonborn’s breath was clearly seen by the Red Union soldiers fighting below.
“This time, it was just a search battle.”
Catch if you can. However, the basement fully considered the case of not being able to catch it.
The reason for letting the pirate empress go away was that it was more useful to leave her alone for a while.
“… Okay. You will figure it out.”
“What about Enlil?”
“Deal to arrive tomorrow afternoon. They say the pirate empress has posted a scout in the direction she’s going. Reports on where the Pirate Empress is at Purple will continue to go up.”
“Good.”
That was the most important part.
The Pirate Empress is an active legend, and if something like that destroys this city and sweeps the battlefield with hit-and-run, the underground will have to adjust all tactics accordingly.
“I’ll go back and clean things up. If there is anything else to report, organize it tomorrow morning and post it.”
“Okay.”
“And…”
Narsha said hesitantly.
She tilts her body sideways, stares at the wall, and says.
A small face, white cheeks dyed pink.
“… Again, thank you for saving me.”
“You will continue to be grateful.”
“Really you are a human being…”
Narsha gave her a pouting glare and shook her head.
“… I’ll go anyway.”
After hesitating for a moment, she took her steps.
Silence.
‘The Pirate Empress said that the Warris were the artificial Uniques created by Epic… The pirate empress caught my attention by making a loud invasion, and secretly infiltrating her rear with her direct subordinates. I use her hair, Epic.’
She stood up from her seat while thinking about the basement.
Hear the rain
The basement, staring out of her window, approached the ledge.
Originally used by Godaf, this mayor’s office was furnished with expensive alcohol and luxurious glasses.
Underground put a glass on the desk and poured a drink.
And she sat back in her chair.
Silence.
Sounds of rain.
Footsteps.
The sound of a door opening.
“Are you here?”
Entering the basement, she spoke towards it.
A woman whose normally pale skin had become even paler from being wet in the rain. Even though the tights were clinging to her body and revealing her beautiful body sensationally, she didn’t care at all.
Shaking Odd-Eye was looking down into the basement.
Underground pointed to her drinking glass.
“Drink.”
“…”
“Drink because you didn’t drink anything.”
Pyran staggered and grabbed her goblet. Her mouth gulps her drink as her eyes stare down her basement.
Chanang!
Her glass shattered and shattered as she set it down roughly.
The hand she was holding was also scratched and blood gushed out.
With burning eyes, Ji-ha put a new glass she had set aside in advance on the desk and poured her drink.
“Your face has a lot to say. It is a face that wants to avenge itself. But before that, I have a few things to tell you.”
“Say.”
Hoarse, Pyran brought her hand to the sword at her waist.
Multiplication? She had no idea that she could win against her underground. She had a hunch that she would be much stronger than she was in the days when they held her down.
Resentment? It wasn’t that the underground killed Lou Chen either. Rather, he was the one who saved Pyran’s life.
However, Pyran thought she would have been better off dying on the spot.
She herself knows that this is a crazy idea, a nonsense idea.
However, in the face of the death of her flesh and blood, she could not maintain her reason.
I felt like I would go crazy if I didn’t release my broken and split heart and emotions to someone or somewhere.
If you swing your sword at the underground, you’ll die. Pyran was emotionally and impulsively going back and forth in his mind.
He said yes or no.
“There is no evidence, but it is almost certain. So write it down.”
“What.”
“The one who created you and Louchen is the Pirate Empress.”
Pyran’s face hardened.
“… What?”
“It’s not about a biological mother.”
Py-Lan and Low-Chen are children born of incest, and they are custom-made children to make ghosts on purpose.
Ghosts are a rare race created by stealing human fetuses by Shade, and Lowchen and Pyran grew up in a village that artificially created them.
“The town you grew up in itself was one of Ouroboros’ experiments.”
“… It can’t be. What is the basis?”
“I also thought it was Cheonho’s experiment before, but it’s not. Come to think of it, if Cheon-ho had done it, he wouldn’t have let you escape with purple. A precious test subject runs away, will you leave it alone? I must have used it and caught it.”
“…”
“But Cheon-ho barely cared about you. The guy Ashira took as his lieutenant, that would be the end, right? I didn’t know that you were a planned production ghost.”
Planned production.
It was a terrible expression. Pyran looked back at his birth anew.
“No, that is nonsense. Words… That I was born and raised under Ouroboros?”
“No, it’s not that grand. He must have been one of those supported by Ouroboros. The Pirate Empress deliberately didn’t oversee everything in Ouroboros. I would have just asked you to do it if you were going to do it.”
“…”
It was a deliberate action to avoid being discovered by Epic.
One of the Ouroboros terminals had a plan to produce a ghost.
Pyran was shocked and shook his head.
“No! There’s no way!! If my brother knew…”
“Do you think Louchen didn’t know this?”
Pyran doubted her ears.
“Lou Chen knew that Ouroboros was her own mother.”
Underground horse.
Truly unbelievable stories kept popping up.
