Fantasy Starting from the Stone Age - Chapter 137
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Episode 137. The Heart of a Leader, the Heart of a Nation
The fourth main run tattoo of Datang, Marechi. No, should I say Anrai?
However, the term ‘Mainnirun’ is more palatable, and in reality, it was the fourth Mainnirun and almost the last in the Anlair, so please understand if the terms ‘Mainnirun’ and ‘Anlair’ are used interchangeably in the future.
Anyway, Marechi was a very special man. First of all, there is no mystery involved. He became a man not because of his ability, but because of his courage and endless dedication. And the most special thing of all is this.
Most people abroad do not know what Tattoo Nang Marechi does.
“The first Maini Run of Datang was twelve. One was All Chaun, and the rest were called Anraier, eleven of them… … .”
“But here, the Tooth Mushroom devotee. Tattoo Nang Marechi… … who on earth does he do?”
If you think about it, it makes sense.
All Chaun is a national leader and a newcomer.
Manum Lapang is the person who built Mainnirun.
Kass Laurent is the number two man in Datang.
Paldin Koa is the owner of the ranch.
The Osozoin Gulmyeong is the emperor of the great forest that you cannot ignore.
Paron Echacado is a great hunter who catches illegal immigrants and hunts disasters, and is the leader of the Datang Water People.
Giriwang Darida is the organizer of the grand festival that is still being held today.
Shuzorimiya Riwaduwan is the most important person to other countries, holding military power.
Lezowi Medakbo is the developer of Donum and the de facto head of government.
Mana Yupa also committed tyranny in the Dimanang region, and even today, a calendar made by her is published every year.
Nononono Hakang’s job is to become famous, so there’s no way he wouldn’t know.
However, the only thing that Tattoonang Marechi can do with his fourth main run is to block Hanjutamal. There’s nothing else to do. And Hanjutamal is an endemic disease of the continent of Olsojora, so there’s no way to know about it from abroad.
“I heard you fought the devil.”
“Didn’t you say you were a doctor?”
“The doctor is Castle Laurent.”
“That, that represents the workers… … .”
“Isn’t the Mainline that represents the workers Paldin Koana Paron Echacado… …?”
It’s hard to even explain ‘Hanjutamal’ to a foreign country. It’s even harder to think of a position that only fights against it.
But, actually, I didn’t know exactly what Datangin Marechi did.
“He is the one who fights against Hanjutamal.”
“What kind of person are you?”
“Well? If we don’t get caught in the Hanjutamal, there’s no reason to meet. The place we’re in is also an isolation area for patients.”
“All the tattooed people are kind.”
“I heard that Marechi is also kind. He is the kindest-natured Daton.”
In fact, it is a difficult thing to endure if you are not good. After all, a tattooist is someone who cannot use a mystic power overnight, whose lifespan is cut in half, and who has to devote himself to his family until death, leaving no children behind.
And Marechi is the leader of such tattooers. For quarantine purposes, he is covered from head to toe in stuffy clothes, and he wears a helmet and badge shaped like a mushroom for easy identification. He carries medicine on one side of his waist and a tool on the other, and has been doing quarantine and nursing for nearly 15,000 years.
He’s been said to be stupid, and in reality, he’s not very intelligent. But he’s honest, knows what he’s doing, and is kind.
What Marechi did as soon as he went up north to the Baekara region was simple.
“This city must be sealed off completely! Not a single rat must be allowed to leave the city!”
This is a quarantine measure.
“The baekans are running away!”
“We will immediately threaten them into the city, and if they resist, we will kill them and burn their flesh completely! If even one person is a carrier of the Hanjuta Mal virus, we will be out of control!”
This is a quarantine measure.
“Bring the donums inside to increase the magical power and distribute the food you brought to the residents of the blockaded city so that they do not starve. If there is not enough, buy some by giving donums to the surrounding villages.”
“The people resist.”
“Suppress! Suppress! Don’t let anyone escape! If even one person leaves, the entire quarantine effort will go down the drain!”
This is a quarantine measure.
“Hey! Marechi! The Baekkans can’t take the medicine! They’re dying?”
“Oh. We need to improve the treatment. Then, let’s just kill all those who have been infected with Hanjutamal without any pain!”
This is a quarantine measure.
“There is no room for taking medicine.”
“Even if it’s forced, we have to feed them! We have to experiment in this city until we can make a medicine that works on the Baekkan! If we fail, the Baekkan will become extinct anyway!”
That’s right. It’s all quarantine measures. It’s completely reasonable.
And Marechi only consistently responded to the protests of those around him with the words, “This is a necessary quarantine measure.” The army of the Baekkan lords was stopped by the overwhelming force dispatched by Liwaduwan and Gulmun.
Even though they have sealed off one city, the Hanjutamal has spread to many places. It will be difficult if they do not completely seal off this area. Marechi immediately asks for cooperation from the Baekkan lords, and while preaching about how vicious the Hanjutamal disease is, he has already ‘killed’ more than 50,000 Baekkan.
Thanks to you, we were able to prevent the deaths of about 5 million people. As expected from Datang’s top quarantine expert, this is a swift and bold measure.
“Tattooist Marechi is the devil of Datang!”
“This cruel son of a bitch… …! Lords! Begin voting! Bring out the army immediately and kill that devil son of a bitch!”
In just ten days, the fourth Mine Run tattooist Marechi had earned the nickname of a vicious murderer and madman.
The public opinion of Baekkan begins to gather. At first, some believed that it was a necessary quarantine measure, a rescue measure… … . But the public’s backlash against the quarantine, which is literally close to ‘culling’, is skyrocketing.
To be honest, this is not because Datang is bad at diplomacy.
No, there was an epidemic in the neighboring country. Even the worst disease in history, the trauma of the entire Datang. If left alone, Datang will be completely destroyed, whether in the West, the North, or the East, just like it was scorched the day before. Hundreds of millions could die.
So, the fact that Marechi personally dispatched them was an extremely humane measure.
Would you rather know the cure from other countries? Or would you rather take thousands of years to restore civilization like Datang?
This is nonsense. Marechi invades with an army of 110,000 men and carries out the necessary quarantine work, preaching the importance of this quarantine work.
If Marech hadn’t really stepped forward, Baekhan would have been destroyed, Erin would have been destroyed, the Tatap nomads would have been destroyed, and even the East could have been swept away.
But. What hasn’t happened… … is invisible.
And about this aftermath, Datang was unable to be diplomatic. The first priority was to explain how urgent this drastic quarantine measure was. Even if it wasn’t a priority, it should have been mentioned later, but it wasn’t.
Datang is still accustomed to hegemonic and benevolent diplomacy, where other countries must gratefully accept whatever they demand.
Marechi wasn’t that bad or pushy, but since everyone was afraid of Hanjutamal, I vaguely thought that the Baekkan tribe would be afraid of him too.
But, other countries don’t know much about Hanjutamal. It’s because Datang has done a very good job of quarantine.
So, they start to think, “What’s going on with this severe plague?” or “Is it that they spread the plague on purpose?”
In that respect, the assessment that we are not good at diplomacy must be heard here.
I couldn’t understand Baekkan’s backlash.
Or maybe I just didn’t mean to understand.
Marechi was on his way to seal off the city anew, hunting down every monster he saw along the way and burning anything with two horns.
“No! What the hell are you doing to the monsters in our ranch!”
“For quarantine purposes!”
It will kill all the monsters. In return, it will give you a lot of Donum. Since Donum is said to be valuable, you can just get as much as you want.
How will the rancher protect this huge ranch when the bandits come later? This is a different matter. It was not a matter for Marechi to worry about.
And when he went to the next city, what Marechi encountered was the military.
“Mininirun Tattooan Marech, get out of our city.”
A messenger who knows how to speak politely in Datang language arrives, but Marechi stubbornly responds.
“We just need to check if there are any infected people inside.”
“I don’t like it.”
“Are you saying there aren’t any?”
The backdoor messenger crumples his face.
“I don’t like it. What right do you have to investigate our cabin?”
Marechi answers simply.
“I will investigate with the rights to the tattoo I received from All Chaun.”
“That authority is of no use.”
“?!”
Marechi was genuinely shocked.
“I say it again. Get out of here.”
“Oh, but I still need to check if there’s a Hanjutamal inside.”
“If you don’t want to go to war with us, then back off!”
Even the messenger could no longer tolerate it. Marechi opened his eyes blankly, but eventually withdrew his army and instead formed a siege around the city.
“Is it a siege?”
“You don’t seem to have any intention of coming in… … .”
Marechi ‘commands’ enough food from the surrounding villages to feed over a hundred thousand people. He vaguely thinks that if he just has the money, it won’t be hard to get food.
The Baekara region doesn’t have that much food production capacity, but… … that’s not important.
“Mr. Marechi. What should I do?”
“I guess I’ll have to wait… … .”
“You’ve been waiting. Ugh.”
“We didn’t come here to fight. (Not aware of it) We’re just waiting inside during the incubation period to see if there’s any Hanjutamal or not.”
And then tragedy. There was a week of fighting. Those who were trying to hold out in the city soon found themselves trying to get out of the city.
“The rumor has spread inside!”
“Here, take your medicine.”
“Can I buy this?”
“No. You can die cleanly without worrying about spreading it to others.”
“… … .”
“I haven’t made any medicine for Baekkan yet… … so I’ll give it to all the patients.”
“Are you thinking of lifting the siege?”
“The lockdown cannot be lifted. No one can leave until there are no more patients.”
“Then we have no choice but to make our way by force!!!”
“?!”
A city under siege. Dying civilians and troops. And 110,000 troops. Marechi has no choice but to suppress those who resist, and through thorough screening of the sick, confirms that more than half are already infected. He slaughters all 7,000 people in the city.
“Datang burned our city!”
“They say it’s ‘quarantine’ not massacre?”
“What kind of bugs are our back cabins! I can’t stand them! ‘Quarantine’ those bastards!”
The Datang VS Baekkan war has finally begun! The so-called Baekkara quarantine war. Marechi urgently requests reinforcements from Datang, and Baekkan declares war on Datang, with many of its citizens, unaware of the Hanjutamal outbreak, uniting!
At that time, all the troops of the Baekkara region were gathered to the west to block the invincible one, but the troops who scraped together the minimum defense power were 300,000 including Borin. And if you count as Donum, they invested about 1 million magic power as military expenses for this war. It is the power that gathered all the magic currency in circulation throughout Baekkan.
“I can’t kneel before Datang! Let’s show him the power of Baekkan!”
And Datang sends 500,000 troops, including Datorin, as the advance party, and deploys 50,000 elite troops directly under Liwaduwan. With the emergency budget formation, they were able to gather scraps of money and barely invest over 30 million.
Prepared for a war of about ten years, Datang reorganized his budget to send an equal number of soldiers and vassals north each year.
“Is this war?”
Did the officer in the Datang say that? Or did the officer in the Baekkan say that? Well… … .
In any case, ‘quarantine’ must be implemented. If necessary, we must prevent the spread of Hanjutamal by exterminating the Baekkan.
Datang could do that if he wanted to.