147 What was hung on the witch’s neck
Two days after meeting the dragon, the imperial army entered the land of Watoringu.
Watoringu includes several cities and mountain rivers. It is a vast land. It was still a few more days to march to the main town where Boris was.
From the sky that had been overcast in the morning, it started to rain in the afternoon. It’s not a lot, but it’s hard to advance when it rains.
The imperial army settled down early and pitched their tents without overdoing it.
‘Now I can finally see the end.’
Beyond Watoringu is Montes with rock salt. There were only a few small territories around it, and in fact, Watolingu and Montes were the ends of Dicoquaria.
Rudy went to bed early.
And the next day, it was still before dawn.
As the soldiers woke up and started preparing early in the morning and clearing their tents, a horse ran toward the imperial camp.
A dusty soldier was riding on the horse.
The soldier was not a horse at all, as if he had been running non-stop for several days, changing only his horse.
“A message from Watoring! A message from Boris-sama from Watoring!”
cried the herald. The voice is dry.
Rudy had just come out of the tent, and saw a messenger running away with dust.
He was a familiar soldier. This is the person I saw many years ago, when I was with the former emperor in Watoringu.
Even among the Imperial Army soldiers, there must have been someone who recognized him, and even when the messenger crossed the Imperial Army’s camp, he did not stop it.
Rudy ran to the messenger.
When the messenger came close to Rudy, he got off his horse and fell to his knees.
“The witch has crossed the border of Watoringu.”
The messenger said only one word in a cracked voice and coughed violently.
“Water! Give me some water.”
Rudi shouted, and a soldier brought the canteen from his waist to the messenger’s mouth.
The messenger rushed into the warak leather canteen.
“Feed little by little, slowly.”
At Rudy’s words, the soldier holding the canteen lowered the entrance slightly. The messenger coughed again and bent over.
Rudy patted the messenger on the back and smiled.
“Good work.”
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When he blew the whistle, Rudy’s black horse came running from the place where only the horses were tied separately.
Quickly, the aide brought out Rudy’s sword and cloak.
Put it on your body and quickly climb onto the horse’s back.
“I’m going to chase only those who can mount right now. The rest just have to come slowly. I’m going to catch the Crete rats first.”
Before Rudy could even speak, the soldiers hurriedly grabbed their spears and prepared to go to the battlefield.
It’s all fast, probably because this has happened several times already.
However, the fastest ones were, of course, Rudy’s bodyguards and the magicians who were trained by Boris together.
They were quickly armed and mounted.
Rudy glanced at the soldiers busy preparing for battle and pulled the reins of the dark horse.
The dark horse let out a high-pitched cry and lifted its front paws upward. After stamping their feet in the air, they run all at once.
Rudy fell flat on the horse’s back. The wind hit my cheek, and my long hair blew in the air as if dancing.
‘Witch of the West.’
She, like Rudy, is from Earth.
He is a person who can share a world that no one else knows here, only Rudy knows.
Aside from being a witch and everything, Rudy wanted to meet her.
I wanted to see someone who knew the daily life of the Earth, whom I thought I would never share again.
Maybe that’s why he in the distant past kept caring about the Witch of the West.
Because her existence itself proves that her life on Earth was not just a delusion or a dream.
My heart was beating like a goby.
***
The Crete Kingdom army moved very slowly.
It was too late to leave the lord’s castle of Montes, but it was also very slow to go from the lord’s castle to the border of Watoringu.
Heard in every village he saw, and held a feast in every city he arrived at.
‘I don’t have time for this.’
The Witch of the West felt impatient.
We must deal with the emperor before he grows too powerful. Even while loafing around like this, his powers will continue to grow stronger.
I once pressed the Crown Prince for being too slow, but he replied that all armies originally marched this way.
They said that they had to collect supplies and food for each route they took, that the soldiers would not get tired if they moved too fast.
Is it really like that? I have my doubts, but I know very little about the army or war. I had no choice but to keep my mouth shut.
frustrated. It would have been a little better if William had been there. He might have given you the right answer.
However, William took on a mission and left somewhere, and his men disappeared from the side of the Witch of the West.
He was reluctant to even speak to the person who served as an escort for William.
He was said to be a subordinate of some lord, but whenever he met, sticky eyes crawled all over his body as if groping his body. it’s like a snake
The distance was too close. Filthy breath hit his face every time he brought a meal or told a story.
The outside world is also difficult. Living alone in the woods suits her best. Even if you shudder at loneliness, it’s better if you don’t have Sijo.
“ha.”
Unknowingly, a weak breath came out. I’m so nervous that I can’t sleep properly. I was tired.
Still, I crossed the border of Watoringu yesterday afternoon.
From there, there is a barrier created by crows wandering around. The mind is still nervous, but it is like entering the home ground.
‘How far did the emperor come?’
I’m curious, but there is little information coming from the Witch of the West.
My heart sank a little at the thought of William. I think I now know how much he cared about me.
Whoa, whoa, took a deep breath. You shouldn’t be nervous. You should eat your mind at ease. I don’t know how much longer I will meet the emperor. However, in previous raids, the location was confirmed and a thread was attached.
‘It’ll turn out okay.’
Crows loyal to her spread magical nets all over the place.
If the emperor touches the net even once, the thread attached to it spins its own magical energy and sticks to the net.
Unbeknownst to the emperor, the net of magic gradually entangled the man’s body, creating a cocoon around him as sticky as a spider’s web.
By the time you noticed, the demonic creature and the emperor would have already been separated. Maybe for a very short time, but it’s enough time for the Witch of the West.
Inside the rattling wagon, the Witch of the West sighed. My head is dull. Thoughts seemed to float alone in the distance.
‘I must have used too much magic.’
Weaving the net to entangle the emperor, and using crows to attack the castle walls, he had consumed too much mana. My mind is blank.
Suddenly, the sound of horses hooves approached. Soon after, a man’s voice was heard outside.
“Witch, after a while we will arrive at the city of Watling. This time we are not going to our main destination, so don’t worry too much, but please be careful. Are you feeling well?”
The past few days, the escort in charge of her kept asking if she was okay. Maybe it’s because I’m tired.
“it’s okay.”
“Yes. If you feel unwell, please tell me right away.”
“…”
I thought it was a bit strange. Why are you suddenly worried about her health?
But it’s hard to think. My head wasn’t spinning as well as when I was too tired.
‘I think I’m very tired.’
You’ll be fine if you rest a little. The witch closed her eyes. The crow on his shoulder raised his beak to his cheek anxiously.
‘are you okay. I’m just a little tired You’ll be fine when you wake up.’
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Dazed I don’t think I slept, but maybe I was dozing off. I woke up to the sound of an escort calling outside.
*
The castle of Watoringu seems to have a different atmosphere from Montes. It wasn’t flashy, but it felt solid.
On top of the castle wall, the soldiers of Watoringu were staring at us.
Today, neither the lord nor the soldiers of Crete are drunk or distracted.
Even the crown prince appeared on the battlefield in a normal state unlike any other time.
Everyone seems nervous.
The Witch of the West, as usual, stood a little further away and summoned a crow.
Although it has decreased somewhat due to the decrease in magic power, the number of crows is still large. A flock of birds enough to cover the sky black set their long legs toward the castle.
Today, the video flowing through the crow perched on the shoulder is exceptionally clear.
It seemed as if there was something unknown in the area that was helping the crow’s abilities.
Thanks to this, I could almost grasp the murmur of the Watoringu soldiers on the wall, as if they were surprised.
Some of the soldiers have little horns on their heads. It shines brightly. Perhaps they are far stronger than the other soldiers.
I think the world seen through the eyes of a crow is perhaps, but it is different from what normal people see.
The color or shape is slightly different. It felt like Picasso added a little something to reality.
Still enough to know. The atmosphere and their movements are all based on reality.
Watoringu’s soldiers were different from the Montes’ soldiers I had seen so far. Don’t get scared or run away. He moved busily and prepared to deal with the crow.
A crow flew high in the sky and looked down at the city walls from above.
Near the railing of the castle wall, there are large cylindrical wooden barrels lined up.
Hot steam came out as if there was boiling water or oil inside.
On the jagged railings of the castle walls, wooden barrels were installed in rows so that the barrels could be easily moved and poured.
There are wooden barrels running on every stand, and an extra wooden barrel is placed behind them.
It seems that he heard about the legs made by crows and prepared them in advance.
Some soldiers had bows and arrows ready. Quietly wait for orders to come.
There were no soldiers running away or trembling in fear.
‘How different is the dicoquaria and the imperial army?’
A long time ago, Shijo was threatened with life by the emperor of the empire. They persistently sent troops to kill the progenitor and moved the neighboring countries to harass the progenitor.
Although the progenitor was never in real danger, the Empire was an enemy who tried to kill him.
The witch bit her lip. It felt as if the face of a fearless enemy was laughing at her.
look, witch Even if you reject the Empire’s call and hate it, it has no effect. Like your crows, our empire has no fear.
It seems that the soldiers of the Empire are saying that.
“…”
The witch took a deep breath.
Whoa, whoa, when I pulled up the mana from the depths, the crow sitting on my shoulder sucked it into my small body.
The magic power the crow received was immediately passed on to the other children.
Waves of magical energy that only witches could feel wrapped around the bodies of the crows, who were united to form long legs.
At first glance, it seems great, but the witch’s power is not a big deal. All she did was transmit magic power to the crow.
The reason why her hair is enchanted and moves according to her will is thanks to the progenitor writing a spell with magic stone powder.
The whole witch herself had no power at all.
Braille is the only script the Witch of the West knows, but it has no power in this world.
More useful than herself was a bag of candy from Earth.
If you put your own blood on the candy, it becomes a panacea that can bring back a person who has just died. But when all the candy is used up, there is nothing left.
All that was left of her was a tremendous amount of magical power that she couldn’t even use herself. On Earth and in this world, she herself was still useless.
The person who gave him the strength to live on his own and helped him to use magic was the founder.
The first man she fell in love with.
He hates the empire that tormented those around him and tried to kill the founder himself.
“Listen to me, crows. Kill the soldiers on the wall. Let them make you tremble with fear.”
As the Witch of the West said, all the crows that didn’t have legs flapped their wings and flew up.
Caw, caw, cries as if deafening.
Crows flocked to the walls and lowered themselves as if they were falling towards the enemy soldiers.
“Waaa!”
“Witches help us!”
“Drive the enemy away!”
A loud shout went up from the side of the Kingdom of Crete.
The hesitant Crete soldiers grabbed their weapons and scrambled to stand on the crow’s bridge.
The soldiers shouted loudly and stepped on crows and ran toward the wall.
Watoringu’s soldiers on top of the castle wall raise their large shields to block the crows attacking from the sky.
The Watoringu soldiers holding their bows between the barrels fired arrows in succession.
In the meantime, the soldier who was in charge of the wooden barrel on both sides tilted the barrel forward on the pole.
Hot water and oil poured over the crows and the Cretan soldiers.
It had no effect on the crows.
However, Crete soldiers are ordinary human beings. He fell to the ground screaming.
As the Cretan soldiers hesitated, several captains shouted, hitting them with their weapons.
“Go forward! Climb over the walls! I will kill anyone who runs away.”
The Cretan soldiers rushed to the wall again, some fell, and some began to climb over the wall.
The crows persistently aimed at the soldiers of the empire and inserted their beaks between the shields.
As I was watching it, I suddenly felt like my body was floating. It feels like flying through the air.
weird.
Something is wrong.
I thought so, but it was as if my mind was trapped in a small box.
I couldn’t communicate with the crow.
‘Oh, what is this? why.’
As I thought so, I heard the escort’s voice right next to me.
“Witch, are you okay? You seem to be unwell. Now, come here. Lean here.”
For a moment, the video that was shining in front of my eyes cut off, and something snapped around my neck.
