Chapter 169 – 16. Blue Wolf, White Stag (9)
A giant tree and a man like a mountain fell down.
I didn’t lose my mind, but my whole body didn’t have strength, so I only wheezed. Hoelun, standing tall and covered in blood as well, looked down at Temur, who was unable to lift a finger and was only glaring at Temur. His crushed ribs would sometimes frown on him, but that was it.
“Hoelun! Hoelun! Hoelun!”
Bruises stained blue were evident all over the muscle-covered body. Although arrangements were made to use the energy inside the body to become a buffer to protect against numerous blows, the bones in some parts were shattered. Since Hoelun stood tall despite such injuries, she truly deserved to be the winner.
“Kill the false leader Temur!”
“Execution! Execute!”
“This is the birth of a new Warchief!”
“We want war, we want war with Gaul!”
Temur’s condition was serious. He was seriously injured to the extent that his life would come and go if he did not receive proper first aid. Naturally excited, the warriors went wild and waited for their new leader to give them one final comfort.
“…”
However, Hoelun, who defeated the Unbreakable, stood still and did not move anymore. Even after the cheers died down, and people who thought it was strange that I didn’t finish it continued to appear, I just stared at my hands.
A mixture of shredded flesh and blood, properly soaked in cloth.
The heroine unwrapped the clothes wrapped around her wrists one by one and eventually found the characters used by her sorcerers on her lining her. She confirmed the power of the letters, wriggling unholy like a living creature, as they contained so much magical power.
Curse of Weakness.
She once saw Every time a person protected by this sorcery comes in contact with another person, their life force is taken away and made their own. Hoelun tilted her head, glered at Temur for a moment, then she turned her back.
The bewildered warriors whispered. Even the ten chieftains, including Sorgal, wondered why she didn’t decide the outcome for her. It seems that she hesitated to kill, because she was a woman who took the lives of many enemies.
Hoelun, who withdrew the long cloth like a bandage on the floor, moved to his camp. She strode towards Nergui, who was quietly waiting for her on the fence outside the arena. Unable to understand why, he opened his mouth, boldly leaving behind the spectators who he had been watching.
“Is it yours?”
Hoelun asked.
“… Yes.”
Nergui replied in a calm voice.
“Why? Did you think I would lose?”
“No, I can’t even imagine losing to a bug like that.”
“Then why?”
The distribution of She Chased the Moon has always been great. So, despite the extremely sensitive nature of her conversation, she had no intention of hiding it in the slightest. Even if I didn’t mean it, cheating according to the rules of the ancestors would be punished.
“Great Mukali leader, your victory was forever. However, if the cowardly Temur had resorted to any tricks, the victory would not have been assured. I just prevented that from happening.”
“You scorned me, Nergui.”
“You are the spiritual leader of our nation. I couldn’t let the stain of defeat remain on the person who would become the savior of the great snowfield in the future.”
Hoelun let out a laugh. It was because of the absurd behavior of my adjutant.
“Now is the opportunity. End the life of the abominable Temur and rise to the rank of warchief, uniting the twelve tribes. This nameless Nergui will serve with all of his body. After he establishes an empire, until the day he becomes a Katun, I will give you a small amount of wisdom.”
“You insulted me. The half-breed illegitimate son of Mukkali tarnished the path he had walked proudly despite such limitations. This Hoelun has never done anything embarrassing to his ancestors and spirits his in his entire life. But how dare you betray the trust I’ve had so far and stain my rule with such low means?”
“My lord, please don’t get caught up in personal feelings and forget the cause.”
“Yeah, if you think about it, it wasn’t just one or two. I was stupid to think that that simple-minded fellow was framed. I should have looked at the context before and after when he criticized me for joining hands with Ruth out of a sense of mission. I just thought that even those who were not broken would become mean when their position was endangered.”
The anger that calmly rose up made me clench my fists again. Hoelun threw the untied cloth to Nergui and let him go with a cold expression. The moon-seeker of Mukkali had no choice but to run away from her fate.
“Considering the affection we have had, I will spare your life. Ride away immediately and never come back. Then I will not ask you for your sins.”
“I’m sorry, but I don’t think that’s possible.”
Nergui firmly shook his head. I don’t know where that kind of courage came from in a skinny body, but I confronted my lord’s gaze with intense eyes. He added with an expressionless face to Ho Elune, who grew as if he were going to throw his fist out at any moment while killing himself.
“If I do, you will reveal your infidelity and commit suicide.”
“That is the rule of the ancestors. It is my fault for not looking around before the sacred duel, so I must pay the price.”
“Hoelun, my leader.”
“Shut up and leave right now. How much longer do you think that crowd will wait for such a questionable situation? This moment when they don’t push me to decide is the only way you can live.”
“I repeat my mantra, but I don’t think I can.”
“Are you really going to try it with me?”
The trusted lieutenant’s face was still full of ordinary tranquility. Pointing at the snowy mountain behind him with his skinny hand, he unexpectedly revealed his secret in his in the midst of a snowy wind.
“Over there, halfway up the snowy mountain, Ruth’s 50,000 troops are in ambush.”
“What?”
“The leader is an old general named Viktor Chernikov. He is the one who has risen to the ranks of the strong by handling a spear like a ghost. As the diplomat of our Mukhali, I made a certain pact with him, according to the authority given by the leader.”
“… !”
“If my lord conquers the Great Snowfield, I will open the way to Lemoang in northern Gaul.”
Boom! An enraged Ho Elune slammed his fist down on his fence. The thick and hard wood cracked surprisingly. It was an unbelievable skill that his body his, wounded in the fierce battle, could produce. Even then, her anger did not submit, she shouted.
“Nergui! Do you dare to sell your compatriots?”
“Fix it. I swear by my ancestors and spirits that I have never betrayed my own people.”
“Are you even denying what you said yourself?”
“Hoelun, I earnestly ask you to remember the devotion your faithful servant has shown you.”
The maddened lieutenant laid out plans that would make even the worst of villains shudder. Hearing voices blaming Hoelun for not tying the knot of duel, he continued persuading him, perhaps because he was nervous.
“A crisis is an opportunity. Viktor Chernikov’s feats are noble, but not comparable to yours. The power of the Great Snowfield, which was rarely gathered, is also here. Nothing to worry about will ever happen.”
“Are you really crazy?”
“You just pretend to attack Gaul together. And while they’re attacking the border citadel, we’re counter-attacking the unwary. If you induce annihilation as it is…”
“You foolish child! Do you really think that such a clumsy plan will work for them!”
“According to my calculations, yes. Russ and Gaul will fall to their karma and submit to you. Although there will be inevitable sacrifices in the process, everything is to comfort the souls who died unjustly…”
“Shut up! If you say one more word, I’ll make sure you don’t tease that mouth any more!”
“Great champion of Mukkali, are you going to miss this opportunity that will never come again?”
Puck! Unable to bear it, Hoelun stabbed the regime in Nergui’s face. It was not an exaggeration, it was a blow that gave me strength with the mindset that it really doesn’t matter if I die. His face his, which naturally fell backwards, should have been a super corpse, even just by looking at his fragile constitution his.
“Over the past few years, I have arranged all of this just for you.”
“You…!”
“How can you let go of this day you have dreamed of since the day you were trampled underfoot in the capital of Gaul?”
However, surprisingly, the adjutant, who was not treated as a warrior despite being a man, got up from his seat without even getting the slightest scratch.
“How…?”
“Forgive me, Hoelun.”
Nergui, who shed tears as if sad, took a strange finger. A dark blue magic power was created all over his body, covering his body and making him look like a familiar giant. As if the spirit had really been summoned.
“As a loyalist, this is the only way to properly serve you, who have fallen away from the cause of the past.”
The shamanistic tattoos engraved from head to toe, the hair braided in dozens of braids, the bigger body and well-balanced muscles than anyone else in the far north, and the magic power gathered around Nergui’s insignificant body were literally legendary.
“Great warrior, Tamir… ?”
A legend of this land!
“Unbelievable! You really are Tamir!”
“The Great Warrior Tamir has manifested!”
The warriors who were chasing the whereabouts of the duel were devastated. The seasoned and elderly shuddered at the second coming of their master, whom I had followed all my life, and the shamans who used magical powers were horrified at the techniques performed by a man they had known only to be a stranger to this field.
“Lord, death spirit art?”
“It’s nonsense, how could the ancestors!”
Everyone was surprised. Hoelun and Nergui glared at each other. The chieftains, including Sorgal, gulped down their saliva and looked up to the dead great warrior. And Temur, who managed his body with barely open eyes, looked at Romuald and made a firm commitment to something of his.
“My name is Nergui, an unknown shaman who made a pact with the spirit of death.”
“So it was… !”
“Hoelun, who chases the moon, as your loyal servant, I will guide you to your ancestors.”
“The true meaning of your words to induce destruction is that dead warriors can be resurrected again… !”
“Take it easy. I will bind your great soul to my body so that it will not leave this land.”
Pop! The necromancer, who contained the soul of the great warrior, fired a pitch-black light into the sky from the tip of his finger. Then, as if it had been discussed in advance, the Rus Empire army, which had been in ambush on the peak of the snowy mountain, descended with a thunderous roar.
“After you die, you will come back as the you I knew.”
It was the moment when the true ordinance in the harsh world began.
