Chalcos Tribal Federation (1)
“Hmm, the prognosis is very good. I expected it to a certain extent because my body is quite trained, but the recovery speed is faster than I thought. Is there anything else that makes you uncomfortable?”
“Um… No. All other places are fine. Do you feel more energetic than before?hahahaha!”
An imperial hospital located outside the Imperial Palace of the Azerion Empire.
An elderly gentleman in a white coat and the director of the imperial hospital nodded while looking at the magic tool in the form of a tablet with figures dizzyingly floating around.
“It’s not because of my mood. It’s a natural result because we used all kinds of rare materials, such as inpicylene flowers, for the manticore’s detox gland.”
“Oh I see. This is something to be thankful for! Then when can I be discharged?”
“Hmm—I think it would be good to keep an eye on the condition of the eyes and arms for a few more days. It seems to be stable right now, but there may be problems in the future.”
After answering the questions calmly, the hospital director asked a few more questions, then put back the magic tools he was manipulating, bowed his head lightly to him, and stepped back.
“I think this will be enough for today. A caregiver is waiting outside the door, so you can call us anytime if you need anything. Then I’m fine.”
After the director of the hospital, who greeted him like that, left, Hesperon, who was left alone, took a quick look at the splendid hospital room and glanced down at his right arm.
“The treatment is a bit burdensome, but… Well, is it worth it?”
A bandage with all sorts of runes engraved on it, entwined from his fingertips to the middle of his upper arm.
This was the price to pay for overusing Hans’ special black magic tools.
Although he was able to get rid of the curse spreading throughout his body, only his right arm was mutated to every single cell of the curse, and he was diagnosed that there was no answer other than amputation.
Along with the opinion that there is a risk that the curse will flow backwards and the erosion will resume again.
‘There’s no need to go that far.’
Just two days ago, there was a system message that appeared in front of him when he came to his senses about three days after the attack on the princess.
《The object has attained enlightenment through repeated training. Skill 「Curse Resistance」 is acquired.》
He learned related skills while facing a curse that exceeded his limit and overcoming it.
Of course, if you trusted only one resistance skill and installed it, you could get a serious nose injury, but if the seal of this bandage was added to that, there wouldn’t be any problems to worry about.
‘Although it’s a bit frustrating not being able to see in one eye. There’s nothing wrong with a normal transplant, right? I was wondering if there was a way if it was Hans…’
He stroked the black eye patch embroidered with gold thread covering his right eye and sighed.
‘… What kind of bullsh*t is this.’
Even when I first grasped the situation as soon as I woke up, I was at a loss for words from absurdity, but now that I have checked it again, I am still embarrassed.
‘Harris and Harley are gone. Secondly, Hans is the biggest problem. No, I understand roughly what the intention was…’
It’s good if you can take away the board that the Vow of Reversal has set up for them, and even if that doesn’t work, you can suck up as much karma as possible while sabotaging them, and in the meantime, Harley and a party of warriors can intervene in the South.
A clear, unreasonable number.
However, the problem was that the process was quite uncomfortable.
“Ah! I don’t know! It will work out somehow.”
Eventually, Hesperon gave up on deep thought and buried himself in a soft bed.
It wasn’t like he could have a big impact on the avatars in the faraway place anyway.
‘Everyone has a strong personality. All I can do right now is…’
Lying on the bed, his gaze turned to the antique books on the side table.
＜The Magical Argument for the Interaction of Objects with the Construction of Being＞
＜Definition of Summon & Contract by Topitel Theorem＞
＜·······＞
A gift prepared for him who is bored with hospitalization.
All of them were spellbooks possessed by the Magic Tower of the Imperial Palace, which could only be read by affiliated wizards and were generally not even taken out.
Naturally, these were things that shouldn’t be in a place like this, but the person who brought them to him was…
Smart-
“Excuse me, Hesperon. Riley Carte, Princess Azerion has visited.”
Even though she was having a busy time, she was Princess Riley who always visited once a day.
Shortly after the caretaker at her door knocked, she stepped cautiously into her hospital room, looking at her Hesperon and smiling at her bashfully.
She clutched a pile of her new books in her arms.
“Heron, how are you today? I heard that she is recovering well.”
After leaving her attendants outside, she entered alone and closed the door. She put her spellbooks on the table and asked her for her choreography.
“There is nothing more to recover from! I think I can leave the hospital right away, but I’m being held because of an old lady.”
“Still, do what the hospital director tells you to do. Because he is the best on the continent in this way.”
“Well, it’s just a few days, so there’s nothing I can’t wait for, so it doesn’t matter.”
Shrugging her shoulders lightly, he sorted out the books he had already read, then asked her again as he grabbed one of hers and waved it at a thought that came to her mind.
“By the way, Riley. Can I bring these magic books to you like this? I’m grateful, but I’m afraid wizards won’t like it. Don’t you want to be a problem?”
A mage, especially an imperial mage, would not normally be a difficult opponent.
It wouldn’t do her much good to stick around with them while she’s just cementing her place as heir.
“Oh, that’s fine. Especially at a time like now. Of course, the owner of the tower has already approved it.”
She said it with a light smile, but there was a bloody meaning in her words.
Among the weightlifters who were targeting Riley, there were magicians belonging to the Mage Tower of the Imperial Palace.
Of course, it is a self-evident fact that many of the people who sympathized with him will remain in the Mage Tower.
In the midst of bloodshed in the process of finding her outraged, the princess herself said that she would lend some books for her lifesaver to read.
I don’t know if it’s really a forbidden book that no one can read, but it’s just a regular book that anyone belonging to the Magic Tower can read.
‘Hmm…Well, since he’s smart, he’ll do well on his own.’
Hesperon also nodded her head in agreement.
It doesn’t matter because you’re fine.
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“Oh, right! When the heron woke up, her sister asked her to say her regards instead. She said that she couldn’t come when the incident happened, so she said she was going to come directly this time, but she said she was sorry that she couldn’t afford to do that right now.”
While conveying her words, Riley pouting her lips with a regretful expression.
She used to be the iron-blooded princess herself, driving the northern wind and cold snow outside this hospital room, but now she only looked like a cute girl of her age.
‘…Hmm, I think I know what’s going on.’
However, he couldn’t bear to meet her gaze with her, and he had no choice but to look away from her.
Yes, he was a part of Lee Se-ah’s busy schedule… No, because he was part of a group with the gang that accounted for most of the reason.
Hans and Heinrich and Harley.
She was just one of the victims caught up in their crazy party.
Just crossed the desert and arrived at the Confederation of Tribes— along with the rest of the warrior party.
***
“Ha ha, how did you end up here again?”
Lee Se-ah looked at the vast expanse of wasteland and sighed.
Recently, there was a big event in the empire, so I was thinking of visiting the imperial palace for a while, but this plan was ruined because of a sudden incident this time.
Until the first time Harley made a sudden action, I thought it would end with just a simple happening, but Heinrich’s ‘foresight’ continued and it became a serious matter that I couldn’t get out of my body.
‘The Warchief of the Tribal Federation, who became the Undying King’s helper, is brainwashing other chieftains to prepare for a war on the continent…?’
Certainly, the sudden declaration of severance of relations was suspicious.
During the summit meeting, the southern representative did not show any signs of that at all, and the discussions between them were also concluded very reasonably.
But I would have thought there was a reason behind it…
‘The fact that things have progressed this far must mean that the situation is more dangerous than I thought.’
Although he felt uneasy about the South’s actions, he was vigilant that there was no way to start an unreasonable war in a federation system that requires the consensus of each chieftain.
In the process of discussion, I couldn’t detect the noise that would flow out.
‘But if the Immortal King intervened, I could understand. I never thought they would distract the continent’s attention with undead and giants while preparing for a war starting from the south.’
Certainly, if this was the case, it would not have broken the bet with the saint.
No matter what tricks they did behind the scenes, the cause of the war in the end would be the same human being, the Kalkos Tribe Federation.
‘Wait, I heard that the situation in the Republic has been messy lately. Could it be that the Immortal King didn’t use a hand either?’
When this happened, everything became suspicious.
Even the attempted assassination of Princess Riley, which happened a while ago, is thought to be part of that scheme.
‘…Isn’t it really like that?’
In any case, that was the reason why the party of warriors, who had conveyed this ‘wisdom’ to Daeshinjeon and urged preparations for war, hurriedly came to the south.
Preparing for the future is left to others, and they do what only they can do.
It was a heavy duty to prevent a war from happening in the first place by removing the black screen that is the cause of the incident in advance.
‘It’s just the six of us.’
She glanced away and looked back at the other party.
“First of all, we will start preparing at the Continental Union level, but if something really happens, it will be a big deal. Before that, somehow…”
“Don’t worry. The Lord will light our way forward. So first…”
Saint Riesta and Saint Heinrich having a conversation with serious expressions.
“The Immortal King is here…”
The lancer, Gioswa, stares at the other side of the wasteland with a blazing gaze.
“It’s my first time on such a barren land, but it’s amazing. Personally, I don’t like the environment, but I don’t think it’s bad when I fight because the power of my main fire spirit is getting stronger.”
Lydia, a high elf, looked around curiously and took a deep breath.
“Huh—? Is this the South?”
What’s so amazing is even Harley, a savage warrior whose eyes shine as she gazes at the desert spread out over there.
‘First of all, everyone is more than a hundred per day… But the other party is a ruler with the Immortal King and the country on his back.’
A sigh escaped involuntarily, but if you think about it carefully, traditionally, the main task of the warrior party was not to be active in the front line of the battlefield, but from the beginning.
He had just forgotten his duty as he wandered around frantically against the invasion of the Immortal Army.
Rear infiltration and assassination of key factors, sabotage of strategic material production facilities and important bases, etc…
The death squad, the forerunner of their ‘special mobile strike force against the Immortal King’, had taken the same steps, so there was nothing to complain about now.
hahahaha! I was thinking of crossing the desert by running, but it came more comfortable than I thought! After all, magic is great! Ah!”
When she’s grunting about her plans for what lies ahead.
Unlike her worrier counterpart, the party’s savage warrior burst out with a big laugh, showing no real concern.
“Hey, Harley. It’s not the time to laugh so easily. I came to the South for now, but the real work starts now.”
Based on the coordinates of the south he knew, he crossed the desert and arrived here, but it was not easy to locate the exact target because Calcos was so closed and tribal units moved frequently.
While they spend such time, information about them will naturally reach the ears of the warchief, and if that happens, the plan to defeat him as soon as possible is disrupted.
‘In the worst case, the warchief can’t even see it, and he might have to fight his entire tribal confederation.’
If he only runs away and replaces only the tribes under his command, he may end up exhausted after repeating meaningless fights.
“Ok? What’s the problem? Isn’t it simple?”
Of course, I couldn’t imagine seeing that pylon-like man collapsing from exhaustion.
Lee Se-ah looked at Harley, wondering if there was something unexpected about Harley’s insignificant attitude…
“We’re going to invade their stronghold! Fight those who block your way! Smash everything that gets in your way! And hit the warchief to death! Where else can you find such an easy problem? Wahahahaha!”
“Ah… Yes… That’s right…”
I wondered, but it was the same.
In fact, he wasn’t expecting much, so he wasn’t too disappointed.
“Don’t worry. We already know where we are headed.”
Then, the leader of her party, the warrior, approached her and opened her mouth with her always trustworthy look.
Then she looked at one direction in the desert and continued to chew and spit out with a look of sinking somewhere.
“The desert city in that direction, Beorsen—. That is our goal.”
“…Is there a warchief there?”
“Yes, with that…”
Heinrich’s hardened face.
Her words, interrupted for a moment, continued slowly, not too late.
“Even Immortal King Han…Nibal Strauss.”
***
Warchief Baltheon’s base city, Beorsen.
[…Is it finally coming? Yeah, that wouldn’t be too bad Kkeukkeu—.]
Inside the largest building in the center, a being enveloped in endless darkness looked in one direction and let out a low laugh.
Looking forward to the reunion that will happen after a long time.
