Chapter 188 – War in the North
Winter is coming.
The time when the leaves fall from the trees and the days begin when the bare branches are exposed.
The clothes of commoners also became thicker.
Looking at the thick clothes distributed to the poor, Brahms shows the administrative power of the capital.
It also showed the rule of King Bastian, King of Brahms, who rules this country.
King Bastian’s administrative ability was perfect.
In fact, it was King Bastian who quickly organized the kingdom of Brahms, which had been in chaos through previous rebellions, and he was the one who developed it until now.
But it did not satisfy his thirst.
“I can feel it.”
Deep inside the palace.
King Bastian opened his eyes.
The change of the seasons conveyed by his iron fortress-like magic that rules the capital.
It tells us that winter, which has been repeated for decades, is approaching faster than usual.
The stubborn one, King Bastian.
What is stubbornness
A person who is obstinate and obstinate.
A king who does not kneel.
Its current state is already perfect, and it does not change because it is strong.
It is upright and stubborn, so it is not shaken by others.
An existence complete only by itself.
“An old friend has come in person, so I should go out to meet him.”
The king arose.
As he marched, the knights who followed him also moved.
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Winter is coming.
An abnormal climate that gradually begins to freeze.
People in the middle who were in the north move to escape the abnormal weather.
Those who go to the south, there are few who go to the east, but most of them take refuge in the capital.
Although rare in recent years, the movement of believers occurred frequently in the Age of Gods. Looking at it, King Bastien turned his gaze over the mountains in the distance.
Should I praise his personality for slowly approaching me until they all ran away? Or did he personally save them to become his own people in the future?
Anything is good.
King Bastian’s mouth twisted.
Above the city walls.
Among the regions of the kingdom of Brahms, which are mostly flat, there are few mountains in the capital. The mountain, which used to be a fence to prevent invasion from the north, and also a border, gradually began to turn white.
At the end of the gaze, the peak of the mountain dyed white.
King Bastian saw a man who controlled the magic of winter and looked this way.
“It’s been a while. Cain.”
“It’s been a while, King Bastian.”
Even at such a distance, the two voices pierced each other’s ears as if they were talking next to each other.
“Should I thank you for living up to my expectations? It was difficult to send people to your land.”
“The North rejects strangers. It is such a harsh land.”
Even for magicians, winter is hard.
Even more so was the land of Archduke Croches, which was located in the north, famous for its ice caps.
The red blood of King Bastien, who had been in the dark, could not take root only there.
Of course, it wasn’t that there was no red blood itself that existed from the beginning.
“The North is a country where lonely, forlorn, lonely winters sleep.”
That’s why it’s not a place where the strong survive, but a place where the survivors are strong.
It was also the reason why the red blood did not disappear in the northern part where the weak were abandoned.
“But that is the end, King Bastian.”
“Whoops.”
Northern Duke.
Cain glared at King Bastian.
A land of abundance that has been pursued since ancient times. The land of Brahms has been a fairy tale and a legend to them since a long time ago.
It was the same with Cain.
“The land that the Croches family has been aiming for for generations. I will take back the land of abundance this time.”
“I will get it back.”
They have been fighting for this land for a very long time.
Even if there is no proper record, the fact can be known through the stories that have been passed on from person to person.
But whose land it originally belonged to, now neither Cain nor King Bastian knows.
But to King Bastien, that didn’t matter anymore.
“Even for that purpose, I welcome it. Archduke Croches.”
Seeing King Bastian smile, Cain’s magic began to wriggle. A cloak made of the fur of a large-scale monster, a winter wolf, fluttered, and white mist began to seep in around Kane.
“Winter will devour you.”
Winter Cain.
The fog that swayed as if dancing in the wind was like a wolf that was alive and breathing one by one.
No, it was the wolf itself.
The Winter Knights of the Grand Duke of Croches.
Covered in the white magic of winter like mist, they began to run as quickly as wolves, climbing the mountain one by one.
As if they were one from the beginning, they run along the ridge and run like a single living entity, as if they were huge creatures.
All of the power of the Principality of Croches, each one of them being of aristocratic lineage.
Breathing for years. Beings tied to winter from birth.
An existence that is friendly with the magic of winter that controls the climate of Mother Nature. Because of that magical power, the power of a retainer with northern lineage is further strengthened.
As the approaching winter gets colder, their bodies become stronger and their magic power increases.
“Go.”
My wolves
The point of the knife pointed by Kane.
Winter has advanced towards the capital.
“Heh heh heh.”
Seeing them like that, King Bistien smiled.
Magic of winter. It was also winter there now. Even if it was summer, it would be natural for the winter to change as long as the Archduke of Croches stepped in, but of course the total amount of power that went into it would change.
“The winter in the northern snow mountains is still chilly.”
Like the magic of the sea in Barheun Kingdom, those who change the surrounding environment itself have existed steadily since the time of the gods.
One of the characteristics of those with such magical power is defense.
It has a unique characteristic that all the environment around it, including the city they directly rule over, is altered by that magic.
Of course, it was a story that people with other magical powers were fighting against those with such magical powers in unfavorable circumstances from the start.
If it was a person with unfavorable magic in the environment, the odds of winning the fight were further reduced.
Of course, there are also downsides.
Although there is a point that it is weak against magical power holders who have meaningless compatibility in such an environment, the biggest limitation above all is that its power is halved in the situation of attacking in reverse.
It is a powerful force to dominate the surrounding environment and create the environment by eroding it in reverse, but it takes more power than necessary to implement the environment in another environment in a situation of reverse attack.
It is not necessary to take control of the environment, but in order to pour out all the power like Archduke Kane of Northern Croches, it was necessary to take control of the surrounding environment, and in the end, to draw out all the power of the knights and other nobles, he had to use more power than necessary. .
“And the downside is not only that.”
King Bistien’s hand stretched out to the sky.
King Bistien, a stubborn and indomitable king, likes war, but he only likes the battlefield itself, and is not the kind of person who deliberately thinks of defeat.
This mad king has long waited for war, and prepared for it.
Whoops!
King Bastian’s red magic wriggled.
Bring out your outstretched hand from the sky while generating dark red magic reminiscent of the color of blood.
“If I am affected by my surroundings, I will change that environment itself.”
Sky.
Beyond the gloomy gray clouds.
A hot wind started blowing.
“Oh My God.”
The knights who ran along the ridge looked up at the sky and were astonished.
The winter that ran along with the knights started to hesitate due to the scorching heat.
What fell from the sky was none other than summer.
Iron-walled royalty, a stubborn dwarf.
The King of Brineer who does not kneel.
The king’s magical power is stubbornness.
The king, who forcibly bound the summer season itself by means of that obstinate magic, hid it in the sky.
Summer comes down
The weather gets hotter and changes abruptly, and smoke begins to rise as the weather is damp.
As the weather begins to warm, King Bastien’s servants also begin to move.
It wasn’t just the king who was crazy about the war.
As the door of the steel wall opened, those who wrapped their bodies in steel appeared.
Each of them wore armor and weapons made of a special alloy using magic stones.
All of them, like the Winter Knights, were born of noble blood.
With eyes that were slowly turning red, they began to leave the castle gate.
Seeing them like that, King Bistien laughed.
The red-black magic of stubbornness dwelling in their bodies.
“My swords. Now we…”
From now on, let them be immutable.
Received the protection of the unyielding king on this battlefield, they do not get tired, and their magic is not consumed either.
Madmen who grew up only for war and dedicated their lives to war.
In the true sense of the word, they radiate infinite magical power while running on the battlefield until they die.
It is a living combat weapon, King Bistien’s living sword, and a moving shield.
“I am back to my true home.”
King of madmen.
Bistien looks at Winter with a smile.
