Let’s Block the Ruined Route in Advance - Chapter 112



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Episode 112
“Albert!”

Orgen stepped in between Ian and Albert, who were retreating to avoid the lightning.

Ian said, wrapping his arms around his shallowly wounded neck.

“You’re not that stupid, are you? Bringing an old man.”

“Who is old, the old-time monster!”

Ian, who had been watching the angry Orgen with amusement, suddenly changed his expression and spoke to Albert with a hurt face.

“Albert, you really doubted me.”

Albert gritted his teeth at the sight.

“No. I came here because I trusted Ian. If you were really Ian, you wouldn’t be rolling around in a place like this.”

When Albert didn’t show any sign of shaking, Mongma sighed deeply in disappointment.

“You said you were Professor Verotanis? How boring.”

Taking advantage of the moment when Mongma’s attention was elsewhere, Orgen moved. The ground changed shape in an instant and attacked Ian.

The floor shook and the building shook violently.

“Are you trying to destroy it? Everyone else will die too?”

“That’s not for you to worry about.”

Orgen really pulled up his strength. For a moment, a huge amount of energy flowed through Orgen’s hand, enough to feel the pressure of the wind. A pile of dirt rose up, protecting the fallen people, and the upper part of the building was torn off, widening the field of vision.

Mongma looked around with narrowed eyes. The streets were empty, as if they had been evacuated. Mongma whistled long.

“The wise man is different! You want to fight him once?”

Albert glared at him, his palms filled with rippling electricity.

“I will kill you and bring peace to Ian.”

Mongma looked sweetly into the man’s sinister gaze.

“Anger! Deep anger! I quite like that feeling. When anger turns into a nightmare, it’s a truly unique delicacy.”

Mongma stuck out his tongue and licked his lips slowly. He had eaten enough magic, but the fruit in front of him was so delicious that he was hungry.

The ground wave created by Organ crashed down on Mongma. Mongma barely managed to avoid it and waved his hand.

“Well, I guess I should stop! This kind of crude fighting isn’t for me.”

“Nonsense. Your lifeline ends here.”

It was when Orgen and Albert joined forces and rushed forward.

“Not yet.”

Suddenly, a woman with short hair appeared between them. In the moment when the two were shocked by what had happened, the woman’s waist split in half and changed into the shape of a greedy mouth.

It was only a moment before the thick tongue swallowed the dream.

“Hiems, you’re late! Me first.”

Before Mongma could finish his words, he disappeared between Hiems’ esophagus. Orgen, who came to his senses first, tried to reach out to grab Hiems, but his body lost its form as if it was vaporizing.

“Invitation, funeral. Promise, speed. As. Lo-”

After finishing the words that had not been finished, Hyems disappeared. Orgen swore at the sky with angry eyes.

“shit.”

Albert rubbed his eyes with his hot hands.

‘I’m late again this time.’

I couldn’t save my friend who had committed an immeasurable sin while being deprived of his body.

Guilt filled Albert’s head.

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The conference room of the Hwangseong Palace.

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The faces of all those gathered were dark. The declaration of war that Ajar had displayed in the central temple left them with an invitation.

“What on earth were you thinking… …”

The crown prince, who was standing alone, covered his forehead with his palm. It was then that the heavily armed commander of the imperial knights came in urgently. Before he could even pay his respects, the crown prince asked.

“The Marquis of Eldium?”

“I’m sorry. I went straight to his mansion, but it was already too late.”

A silence filled the conference room. When it was revealed that Count Ian Roperson was a demonic form of Mongma, they immediately raided the Marquis of Eldium, who had been their closest friend, but Ajar had already disappeared as if he was mocking them.

Although the Marquis’ family members were interrogated in a hurry, they were simply terrified, not even knowing that the Marquis was an assassin.

‘Since when on earth have you been hiding?’

They were even more shocked because, unlike the previous Marquis of Eldium who had been greedy, this new head of the family had a reputation for being flexible in managing his territory.

The Duke let out a labored, stifled breath between them. He had no fond feelings for Eldium, Teresia’s home and the one who had hurt her the most, but he did not like the fact that Ajar had thoroughly toyed with them.

‘It didn’t go according to plan with Katrina, did it?’

He pressed his temples against the migraine that had now become a habit. The problem now was not only the Marquis of Eldium.

“We need to discuss the matter regarding this invitation first.”

The crown prince held up the invitation. The contents written on it were projected onto the wall through the magic tools of the magic tower.

“You’re being funny.”

Everyone nodded at someone’s muttering. Unlike the central temple plaza that was dyed red as if mocking the goddess, the letter that Ajar had sent them was clean without a single drop of blood.

The paper was of the same high quality as the invitations often given to noble families, and it seemed as if he had no intention of hiding the fact that he was the Marquis of Eldium until the very end.

The content was the same.

“You’re blatantly telling me it’s a trap by writing down the date, time, and location of the disaster!”

“It’s so suspicious. Only 700 people can go? Looking at the exact number of people written down, I suspect they’re trying to use people for magical purposes.

Valid questions arose here and there.

The invitation left by Ajar was literally an invitation. It clearly stated when the catastrophe would occur, specified a limited number of attendees, and even concluded with the typical closing remark that he was looking forward to meeting them.

“But what if we don’t go? If we don’t go, we don’t know what they’ll do there. The terrorism like the one we’re seeing now won’t stop.”

The transcendent being who lost his hometown in the last terrorist attack covered his head and bowed his head.

“They were ready a long time ago. We’re cornered.”

Time passed without anyone being able to refute his words. Ajar was too cunning to be dismissed as a simple monster.

The one who broke the silence was Aer, who got up from his seat.

“We have to fight.”

“Aer-nim?”

He took off his blindfold in public for the first time in a long while. His divinely shining golden eyes flashed as he took in the people trembling in fear.

“Just as the Empire has overcome danger every time, this time it is time to fight again.”

Even as he spoke firmly, his head turned violently. The Charvil Plains, which Ajar had decided would be the final battleground, was a place known to all the people of the empire.

‘The fierce battlefield where Legia fought and won against the most evil demon lord, Noctra.’

There was no way Nox, who was obsessed with Legia, would back down like this. The hero decided that if it was going to happen anyway, he would rather go and end everything.

The crown prince shut his eyes tightly.

The Charvil Plains, a fortnight away. The lives of the imperial citizens who came there depended on it.

“As always, the light of the Goddess will shine upon us.”

When the crown prince made the sign of the cross after making his decision, all the participants in the meeting stood up and made the sign of the cross with him, joining in his will.

Aer looked at the people praying alone without making the sign of the cross.

‘Are you watching us?’

The question that he would never know the answer to echoed in his throat and disappeared. They would have to check on the battlefield to see if the goddess was really watching over them.

Thus began the great battle that would later be called the Second Charvil Crusade.

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