After the capital invasion (1)
As long as the distance was a distance, the envoys from the Enamel Continent, including the Elven Kingdom, were the first to leave the Great Hall of Roselia when the summit was over.
Afterwards, with the help of each temple, they quickly moved to the east and arrived at the forest at the eastern end of the continent in one day, and were now on their way to the Enamel Continent through the ‘Forest Road’ operated by Laforei and Cecily.
“In the end, I was only inside the temple the whole time except when I went to and from the eastern forest and the temple on the Ion continent. I’m not here to play, so I think it’s natural, but there’s something…”
Shapiron, who was walking along the forest path with Harris, grumbled quietly.
Her clothes were considerably lighter than when she came, and all that much baggage was now quietly stored in the subspace magic tool hanging from her wrist.
It felt like I was watching a child who realized something, but I felt sorry for him…
Originally, this is how everyone becomes an adult.
“Still, the opportunity to meet many people from all over the world is not common. In addition, they are all in a position that is difficult to see.”
rustle rustle—
Harris comforted her with a soft voice and placed a bag of popcorn in her hand.
“No, I am not a child! Why do you keep giving me something to eat just because I said something? You know that I had no choice but to do it, right?”
Then she complained again, perhaps dissatisfied with the treatment this time, but of course she did not refuse the popcorn in her hand.
Shapiron, who had been diligently walking along the forest road like that, looked back at him as if he had suddenly remembered something.
“Come to think of it, Harris didn’t have a chance to look around the city either. Where did you get this from? Did you go out alone, meanly!”
“ah! It’s a gift, a gift. Why isn’t there a friend I met a while ago, big. Before we parted, he brought things to the sub-space magic tools and gave them to me.”
“Ah… that, the one who was curious? At first, I thought I was a relative of the Beast Tribe. ···uh? If it’s Yongin, isn’t that also wrong?”
She lightly turned her attention to avoid an embarrassing topic, but she fell for it again and tilted her head again, pondering useless things.
But at that time, there was someone who intervened to solve the problem.
“no no! Suin and Yongin are quite different, miss?”
As if overhearing their conversation, a beastman approached him generously.
Long mane like a lion’s and not as big as Harley’s, but huge enough.
It was Lionel, the lion beast, the representative of the Wild Lands, who had occupied a place against the Immortal King’s attack.
“Beasts are just that kind of race from birth, and dragons are creatures created artificially by dragons. Of course, it is possible for dragons created in this way to pass on their blood to the next generation through breeding, but their roots are distinctly different.”
He talked to them in such a friendly way that he doubted whether he was the one who didn’t say much throughout the meeting and only became ferocious when fighting.
“By the way, what is that thing in the lady’s hand? Does it smell delicious?”
…Probably it wasn’t that he approached because he was possessed by something to eat.
Although it seemed a little selfish.
“Oh, is this?”
And Shapiron’s eyes widened at that blatant question, and he handed out the bag of popcorn that had been rustling over and over again to Lionel.
Perhaps it was a misunderstanding on the part of Harris that she thought she had a lot of appetite, but she acted without hesitation, as if giving to others was not a bit of a waste.
“I’ve already eaten, would you like to smell it?”
“…No, it’s okay, ma’am. Even if I don’t do that, I have a good nose.”
It seemed that it was just an empty bag, so there was no regret.
He paused for a moment, perhaps embarrassed by her impudence, then went on again with a clearing of his throat.
“Hmmm, by the way, I owe a lot to the Elven Kingdom. Thanks to that older brother, I was able to defeat the Immortal King, and I was helped to move between continents like this.”
“If you can help each other, it’s good to help. By the way, I heard that Lionel-sama was also seriously injured at that time. Are you feeling better now?”
“yes? Ahh! of course. How much time has passed since then, but do you still gossip about it? On top of that, if you don’t wake up after receiving intensive treatment from Daeshinjeon, you can’t be called a prisoner!”
Indeed, it was the pride of a beastman born with an innately strong body.
“Write, we should quickly build a temple of the main church with this enamel. did you hear the news? That something big has happened in the capital of the empire right now.”
“…Yes, the Immortal King invaded Jeron.”
However, they were already in the middle of moving through the forest road, so there was nothing they could do.
In the first place, they came as an envoy rather than combat support, so it would have been difficult to do anything.
“If I had been able to move through the gate of the temple, I would have been able to respond more promptly… In fact, it was discussed once three hundred years ago, but it was said that it was put to rest after the Immortal King fell.”
Of course, among the heterogeneous tribes of the Enamel Continent, there were priests who prioritized their religion over their religion, but their religious facilities were limited to large temples.
Of course, there was not a single temple, the minimum condition for installing a gate.
In order to build a temple, not only all kinds of materials, but also a lot of high-ranking priests were needed, but in order to satisfy all the conditions on the Enamel Continent, cooperation at the tribal level was required.
‘But no matter how much they respect the main god, it’s ambiguous to help those who have a separate state religion.’
I wouldn’t interfere, but that’s why I don’t even help directly build a temple.
The need for it came to the fore three hundred years ago, but in other words, there was nothing particularly necessary for the next three hundred years.
‘Still, everyone reacted positively at this summit. If I go back this time, it will definitely be decided after consulting separately with the leaders of the different races.’
Then, with continental level support, you will be able to quickly build a temple.
Perhaps the High Elves will be in charge of bringing the necessary high-ranking clerics from the Ion continent.
‘…It seems that only the necessity as a means of transportation is becoming more prominent.’
Harris, a high elf candidate, made a subtle expression.
Because that wasn’t anyone else’s business anymore.
The time when big things were happening in the Ion Continent.
The delegation of different races, including Harris, was walking peacefully through the forest without incident.
***
The 3rd central dining room in the Great Temple of Roselia.
“hahahaha! You’re getting a little hungry now! After a long time of intense exercise, my stomach felt empty. It’s a bit lacking, but overeating is not good, so should we stop here?”
There was someone who walked out the door proudly, stroking the boat with a happy face…
“Well, I said I could just season it and bake it. Perhaps because they are the chefs of Daeshinjeon, they have a sense of duty as strong as their skills! Thanks to me, I had a good meal.”
It was Harley, a barbaric warrior who went to Jeron to support and then returned to the Holy Land.
And in the inner kitchen of the restaurant he went to, as if a war had already been fought, the cooks were all drooping, breathing heavily.
“…As expected, you’re a formidable enemy. More today than before.”
“Since it was right after returning from a fierce fight outside, it must have had an effect.”
“Whoops, but not for us. Our 3rd central kitchen is the best of Daeshinjeon…”
“Uh, hey… Chef?”
The head chef carefully cut off his words as he savored his victory.
Of course, I could fully understand the chef’s heart.
Even he almost broke his heart when the food he had painstakingly prepared went down his throat in just a few seconds.
However, this is one of the places in charge of Daeshinjeon’s meals.
As much as he experienced hundreds of Crusaders and Paladins a day, he had a considerable tolerance for gluttons.
However, that was the problem.
“Soon it will be dinner time. Well, it’s already a bit delayed, so if we don’t prepare right away…”
“It was, indeed.”
The meal served to Harley, a guest who helped with the church’s work, was not a prearranged task.
In other words, they hadn’t even started their original job… to satisfy the many starving hungry ghosts with rough training.
“Huh, yes. I can’t just say something weak like this. Move fast, you guys! How long are you going to hang out? We are the 3rd Central Kitchen, the best elite in Roselia!”
“Yes! Chef!”
They were tired and prepared for a new war.
Originally, when I should have been resting, I was fighting a formidable opponent, so I didn’t know how many people would collapse after everything was over…
Even if that really happened, there was no problem.
After all, this place was the Great War of Roselia, which boasts the best medical facilities on the continent!
“Uh—wouldn’t you have eaten a little more? I’m already a bit hungry…”
Leaving the kitchen full of determination behind her, Harley walked through the corridors of the Great Hall, muttering words that the cooks would have caught in their throats.
In fact, it is possible to eat all kinds of meat stocked up in the subspace, but it is natural that the food prepared by the chef is more delicious.
To someone else, it would have looked like he was just pouring it down his throat, but his transcendent sense of taste did not miss even the slightest taste even in that short moment.
‘No, that’s it. That’s why I ate more than usual. No matter how free it is, asking for anything more here is an act without conscience.’
It was after he had consumed a lot of energy dealing with Hans and the Immortal Army, but as he prided himself on being the last conscience of this era, this level of consideration was a basic skill.
‘…By the way, Heinrich still needs some time.’
Harley, who only went to support as a guest, was able to return right after her work in Geron was over.
However, Heinrich had no choice but to stay there to clean up, but since the matter was a matter, it was too much for him, who could be said to be the head of the church, to avoid his seat right away.
‘In addition, the Jeron Great War is in a situation where there is a shortage of workers due to the issue of dispatching troops to the Principality of Rohan and this overlapping.’
Still, the distance between Jeron and the Holy Land wasn’t that far, so he had enough energy to send Harley back to this place.
Afterwards, the practitioners of the Great War of Roselia left there, so Heinrich should be able to return sooner or later.
‘Still, this matter has been settled somehow.’
After the Immortal King’s invasion of the capital.
Starting with the imperial family, from the imperial leadership to the bottom of society, including back alley organizations, literally the entire capital was struggling to deal with the situation.
In the end, the barrier of the imperial palace was not destroyed until the end, so there was no additional damage there, but…
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Many of the knights who had to face the Immortal King were killed or injured, as well as the master-level knight, the imperial guard, who was seriously injured and had to go into recuperation for the time being.
At the same time, the situation was the same for noble families and other organizations that were subjected to extensive raids.
The immortal army, which had been subordinate to Hans and was able to accept a part of its magic, was given some ability of [Eye of the Abyss], so-called evil karma discriminator, and cleaned it up quite mercilessly.
‘Anyway, there is a limit to controlling all of them by Olivia alone. Of course, the standards have become stricter than usual.’
Well, can’t that be helped?
If that’s your complaint, you shouldn’t have done anything bad.
His usual theory was that if someone had to sacrifice anyway, it had to be a wicked person.
of course.
He had already been aware for a long time that he himself was not ‘Zen’ at all.
‘…Anyway, Isea seemed to have a stronger bond with the princess than I thought. I expected it to some extent, but it was more active than I thought. Also, you’ll have to take care of the prisoners now, so this is…’
“Oh, Harley? You are here. Can I talk to you for a second?”
While Harley was on his way to the training ground to exercise after dinner, someone suddenly approached him and started talking to him.
One of those who made me come this far by recommending him to the death squad.
He was the general secretary who oversaw the practical affairs of the mercenary guild on behalf of the signboard ‘Mercenary King’.
