Offer a Tribute and Become an Archmage - Chapter 124



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Offer a Tribute and Become the Grand Wizard Episode 124.

who am I? [2]

The work to be done is like a mountain.

But contrary to what I thought, Ronobe did not move.

Aren’t people inherently like that?

“I don’t know what to do first because there is so much to do… What should I do first?”

When you’re moderately busy, you can move quickly, but when you’re too busy, you tend to wander because you don’t know what to do first. There was so much to do that I didn’t want to do anything.

I had to help Elysia go hunting, practice magic, find Cloud’s heads, and figure out what to do next.

As a result, it happened because I couldn’t figure out how to live.

‘It’s good to be a noble.’

How should I live now? I couldn’t make a living by hunting like I did when I was a commoner. As Elysia said, should she live by managing and prospering the places she cannot manage?

“Baron June. “Is there anything you need?”

“yes? Oh no. are you okay.”

As I walk down the castle hallway with a confused mind, maids and soldiers nod and nod. It was a little uncomfortable at first, but they say humans are creatures of adaptation, right?

I gradually got used to it.

‘Is this power?’

Just a few months ago, I was so envious of the power of the soldiers who beat up conscripts, but now I am not envious at all.

“Hukkyakyakyak!”

As Ronobe wandered aimlessly around the castle, just like his family, he ended up at the back of the castle. It was a grave.

It was a place where heroes who died for Gradas were buried. Although others did not know much about it, one person knew it well.

It was the tomb of a Gaisha.

“…were you there?”

In front of him was Tyrn.

Tyrn was quite emaciated.

Although he looked healthy, he was quite thin.

If there was one thing I could tell from my first meeting with her even without looking at her for a long time, it was that I regarded my teacher very highly.

It was so severe that Tirn was punished by Gaisha for silent training.

That Gaisha is dead.

He must be mourning her absence several times more than Ronobe feels.

“huh.”

Tyrn, who used to talk a lot, is silent.

It was quite awkward, but given the circumstances, there was nothing I could do about it. Tirn’s lips were chapped as she had been at Gaisha’s tomb for quite some time. It’s spring now, but the nights are still cold and the wind is chilly.

“Hopper, you said yes to Baron June. “Use honorifics, commoner.”

“… trash.”

“It’s lese majeste.”

Tyrn did not reply as if ignoring him.

Ronobe, who was trying to lighten the mood, scratched the bridge of his nose in embarrassment.

As soon as he mourned at Gaisha’s tombstone, Tyrn said, his anger calming down a little.

“You will feel less lonely because you are buried with Anna.”

“huh.”

Gaisha was placed next to Anna’s body. I thought Anna’s was roughly buried in a war chest or burned down, but that wasn’t the case.

Still, it is said that Cloud buried her body here, perhaps because he thought she was his enemy. I’m not sure exactly what the intention was, but it was a good thing.

“Master always used to say things out of habit. What would it have been like for her? “She would have done this easily… but she ended up being buried together.”

Tyrn’s eyes were lonely, but his mouth smiled bitterly. Ronobe looked at her Tyrn from a distance and saw the Gaisha’s staff in her hand.

‘Water chirping.’

Gaisha’s death is very sad.

But as a wizard, it was also disappointing.

If she became a god.

If there had been a form like Anna that would soon disappear and become blurred, I would have been able to see it longer than I do now. She must have had time to learn and master her magic like Anna does now. The magic that Ronobe has learned and ‘Chirping Water’ do not go well together, but if used separately, they become powerful weapons.

However, the person who would tell this died and did not become a god.

Well, it was a sad thing.

“The night is cold. Go in. “If you get sick, Master will be displeased.”

“Yeah… I mean the priest. “I will listen.”

“Why am I a priest?”

“I heard the teacher said so. I was thinking of you as a disciple too. Then, of course, since I am a high priest, you are a priest!”

“How can I be a jockey if I didn’t even go to the military? “You’re a hawk!”

“what. “Calmly call me sister-in-law.”

“I have no intention of calling someone who can’t even use magic my sister.”

At this, Tirn glared at Ronobe.

Ronobe avoided looking away for no reason, but his fingertips soon felt a sting.

“Ahh! what! static?”

However, Tyrn’s eyes widened.

“You can’t believe it…”

On her hands, small but chirping water droplets were flowing.

“Call me sister-in-law.”

“… Tsk.”

*

Each person has their own talents.

I feel more at ease doing what I am good at rather than doing what I want to do.

Tirn was like that too.

A miracle that should have been hers originally.

Although she wasn’t very talented in ‘The Hawk that Splits the Plains’, she did have the talent in ‘Chirping Water’.

“It might have been because I saw the teacher’s magic for a long time. “Most of Master’s teachings come from ‘chirping water.’”

After returning to the castle’s lodgings, Tyrn and Ronobe sat on a chair and bed and talked by the light of a single candle.

“I didn’t mean to do it either. I hated myself for being like that and not being able to do anything. I kept thinking about that time… and cried and cried. “One day, when I saw it, my tears stung.”

“Tears…”

It’s amazing.

I kind of heard it at the time.

Tirn was the first to block Cloud, who arrived in front of Gaisha.

To be precise, I heard the sound with my bear ears.

A helpless student who tried to protect his teacher even though he knew he would die, and a teacher who tried to protect the student.

Tirn and Gaisha must have had a close bond that Ronobe was unaware of.

Ronobe was a little jealous of that.

“What is the price?”

Ronobe is not like that.

However, other wizards must spend a price on all magic.

“Gaisha-sama’s price was twofold. “Are you like that too?”

If so, the burden of using magic would be greater than expected.

“No, my price is tears.”

“…”

The price is tears.

So doesn’t that mean you have to shed tears every time you use magic? Ronobe was speechless because he knew what kind of tears those were.

“I think it worked out better.”

“why?”

Crying is difficult. There is nothing more difficult than crying when you are not sad.

“I always feel sad.”

“…”

Tirn now had to suffer forever, remembering the time when he could not protect Gaisha. It’s not like it’s a miracle.

‘It’s like a curse.’

It felt like a curse.

“Then what are you going to do about it? Should I return it back to Aolos?”

I looked at Tyrn’s earrings.

It was a grimoire with the miracle of being able to fly.

Tyrn shook his head.

“I promised Master. “Someday, when we can fly in the sky, let’s fly together.”

Tyrn held the staff tightly in his arms.

Fly in the sky together…

“… I support you. commons.”

All Ronobe could say was simple encouragement.

“It’s my sister-in-law’s residence.”

A smile appeared on his sad eyes.

*

next day.

Ronobe is the lord of Gradas early in the morning.

I was called to Elysia.

“What’s going on?”

“Ronobe.”

There were no other vassals in the lord’s throne room, and only Lord Konvair was present.

Perhaps that’s why Elysia’s tone of voice was much more relaxed than before.

“They said there was a puppet show in front of you today. “Would you like to go see it together?”

“puppetshow?”

“huh! “It’s our story.”

“?”

our story?

“What are you talking about?”

“Literally. “Most of them are stories about Ronobe and I being active in the war.”

“ah…”

Turn it into a puppet show.

Now that I think about it, this era is a world where most stories are spread through bard songs or something like that. Among them, there are theater companies and plays, and it looks like a puppet troupe has come to Jeybar.

“The Red Lady and the Boy Wizard! Sounds fun, right? “Do I have to go see it?”

“Weren’t you busy?”

“It’s okay for a little while.”

I took a quick look and saw that the area under my eyes was black.

It seems like yesterday was a bit of a stretch for today. I saw that that pretty face had become quite dull.

Ronobe handed the potion from his arms.

“drink.”

“It doesn’t hurt, but I can’t eat something so precious!”

“are you okay. Because there are a lot. And if you overdo it like that, there will be more trouble. “It’s better to eat before then.”

“but…”

“If you don’t eat now, I will come to you at night and give you Hongu-nyeong.”

“Well, I’ll eat it!”

As soon as she drank the potion, Elysia’s face looked a little better.

“Anyway, are you going?”

“When are you doing it?”

“lunch. “I will do it soon.”

Elysia stood up and held Ronobe’s hand.

“My lord. “I have a stomach ache…”

“Oh, that’s right.”

Only then did Elysia’s face turn solemn after Konvir spoke. Since she was still a young girl, she had to wear a mask that she couldn’t mess with.

“let’s go!”

“huh.”

Ronobe watched the puppet show with the purpose of escorting the lord.

There was nothing special about the puppet show. Children and adults gathered together to watch a puppet show with palm-sized puppets. The content unfolded with a focus on Elysia.

[Who are you?]

[I’m Alice! Please help me. Wizard!]

A young girl who lost her parents and family.

While running away, the girl encounters an evil wizard, but saves her life with the help of a young wizard. She soon develops her powers and wins her war, avenging her family and regaining her original place.

That was the content.

‘Elysia didn’t say that. It was easy to win because he had his pants off too. Otherwise he would have been a bit dangerous.’

Although the contents were different from the facts, inconvenient truths are inherently distorted. Since there was no such content, children would probably like it.

“My lord.”

“Ah, thank you.”

Although there were some exaggerations and missing details, the basic framework permeated Elysia’s life, which made her shed tears. She cried as Elisia showed her tears, and the tip of her nose became sore. Perhaps it was because she was reminded of her hardships in prison.

Ronobe could not sympathize with the puppet show, but when he saw their tears, Ronobe suddenly remembered the injustice of being drafted, and his eyes heated up. She looked at the sky to stop crying, but today the sky was very sad. It was perfectly clear, but it just looked sad.

Ronobe shed tears.

“Stop it.”

“Huh, yeah!”

“I keep crying. greatness.”

“Here’s your handkerchief.”

“thank you.”

Ronobe wiped his tears and snot with the handkerchief Benny gave him and was able to calm down only after arriving at the castle.

“It’s okay, it’s okay.”

“huh…”

Sniff!

How unmanly are you crying?

After all the crying, I got worried.

‘It’s not like there’s any strange rumors just because a nobleman cried, right?’

My face felt hot.

‘Sibeol…’

Ronobe, who was distressed for a while after arriving at the castle, soon shook it off and remembered magic.

Ronobe thought about the conversation with Tyrn yesterday.

“Tirn became a wizard.”

It was unexpected.

And that too, to continue the lineage of Gaisha.

‘I’ll overtake you in no time. The moment when Master’s magic and my magic merge. ‘Because I’m invincible.’

His own fighting spirit was kindled by his sister’s boasts that she would defeat him.

Most of the grimoires Ronobe obtained were exchanged for grace. The grimoire of the dagger stuck in the girl’s corpse had its ‘sound-eating feet’ strengthened and could now be used five times a day.

I later heard that the girl’s body was that of Lord Vlad’s daughter. Considering that she preserved my daughter’s body and kept it, it seems like she was trying to revive her by making a contract with Cloud.

“I guess it’s good news.”

There is no way it would be possible to bring a dead person back to life. Even if he comes back to life, he won’t be out of his mind like the heads that chased Ronobe.

A person does not come back to life just because the body becomes healthy. The moment of death, the soul disappears. Since he is a Ronobe who offers soul offerings, he knows it better than anyone else.

Cloud’s head is still kept in the dungeon. He could obtain secret information about the empire, so he decided to keep it just in case.

It was quite grotesque to see only the head left muttering, but what can you do? If you have useful information, you should at least leave your intestines alive, because we live in an era of lack of information.

“I have to give it all soon.”

Originally, I was going to collect them all at once, but it seems that collecting Cloud’s head will be more difficult than I thought.

At least there were some who fell into the trap of ‘watery thread’ and ‘soft ground’, so it seemed better to offer this first.

Because we can’t just leave these thumping guys alone forever. Lonobe held on to the strings of his tied hair and called to his god.

Ronobe found a total of four heads.

each.

It was ‘the hand of the shade’, ‘the soggy widow’s widow’, ‘the tightening bones’, and ‘the pierced field’.

Perhaps because Cloud’s power had weakened, he was out of his mind and couldn’t use magic, so he was tangled up in a spider’s web or stranded in a tunnel, so he was rescued more easily than expected.

“Let go of this! “I will enjoy my freedom!”

“I have something I must do! boy!”

“Kishisishi!”

The heads were noisy.

At first glance, it looks like the conversation will work.

“What should I do?”

“me? Uh… don’t you know? Hehehehe!”

It was like this. They were people who only knew how to talk and couldn’t communicate.

But it wasn’t bad.

‘Soul and grimoire become one.’

In that case, the soul is attached to an ordinary grimoire. They were people who had expectations that they would pay more generously.

“Karankal.”

I wondered who I would call, but oil magic has now become the basis.

I called Karankal.

[Kyaak! Nice to meet you. Kkanbuyeo!]

“Hey~ I’m back?”

[But what is that? It’s hideous. Kyaak!]

“It is a tribute to Kanbu.”

[hmm? Hmm… they’re just bastards. Wow!]

These guys?

“What are you talking about?”

[Don’t you know? The grimoire is outside. But Tula is in the body. So, do you know what happens if you forcefully place a grimoire inside your body?]

“… What happens?”

It was something I had never even thought about.

[It’s neither the same nor the other. The grimoire that is forcibly placed inside the body eventually damages the body. They say magic can be used through the body.]

“What is that.”

It was completely useless content.

[Some unusual guys make useful things, but not this one. Besides, those guys are heads, not bodies. I don’t know who thought of it, but they did something strange. Kyakkak. I don’t know who it is, but he will never be sane!]

“Hmm… He must have been crazy since he cuts off people’s hair and uses it. “Try this more than that.”

[hmm! Is it okay if I use it?]

“huh!”

Karankal’s Jiyu has been performed a total of seven times so far. The larger and stronger the oil, the more oil can be extracted from the ground at once. The more oil you produce, the more things you can do.

Additionally, the control over oil also increases with grace.

There is no reason not to do it. Carancal looked at the four heads and nodded.

[I will increase Jiyu’s number of times by two more.]

“That’s all I can do?!”

[Didn’t I tell you? It’s not just that the number of times increases. So you don’t need a lot.]

It sounded right.

[And their souls are not intact. It’s not a good idea as a tribute. Still, since it is Kkanbu, I gave it a lot of credit! Kyaak!!]

“Hmm, okay. “I can’t help it.”

Now, Ronobe’s number of times per day has changed to a total of nine.

Jiyu can now use a variety of magic in a single attack, so nine times is really a lot. Moreover, not only has the number of times increased, but the power of Jiyu itself has also increased significantly.

There is more and more I can do.

In the past, making arrows was very difficult in itself.

“Oh oh…”

Now I was able to roughly create what was in my head.

[Ronobe, what is that?]

“Ah, this is a figure.”

Ronobe has Benny on his right hand.

In his left hand, he created a figure of Elysia. It wasn’t particularly elaborate, and at first glance, it just looked like a clay doll, but by pointing out the points, I was able to guess who it was.

‘I think I can make up to four cool Yusaldos now.’

A cool kill that could only be made up to three times. Also, I felt like I could now use kills, which I couldn’t use because I couldn’t make them quickly when fighting enemies.

When Ronobe was lost in thought.

Carancal looked closely at Ronobe’s figure and created his own.

[Hmm, it’s not working well. Maybe it’s because my memory is blurry.]

“What is that? “Is it him?”

It is a doll several times more elaborate than Ronobe.

He must be the boy whom Carancal had forgotten.

He was quite a dashing and handsome guy.

[Don’t be jealous, Ronobe. He’s dead anyway. You are my only one.]

“What kind of jealousy between men? “I’ve never done that.”

Ronobe grumbled and used magic, which then froze it with cold.

“hmm? Hmm…”

The figure moved even when frozen.

It was a little difficult, but it was possible.

Although it weakened the control of cold, it was something that had not been possible before.

‘Would it be possible to make the joints separately, reassemble them, and move them?’

Then, I thought I could make a more authentic and realistic puppet show than that crude puppet show.

“It’s a puppet show…”

The puppet show was definitely fun.

Because it wasn’t someone else’s story, it was his own story.

‘How about showing this to the gods too?’

The gods served by Ronobe.

There are many people who become like friends or teachers. Anyway, in any case, the relationship between them is not something we just meet once and talk about, but maybe we will see each other for a lifetime.

‘It’s no use regretting if you leave.’

Ronobe sent many people away. He thought he had gotten used to it, but no one is calm about death.

so.

“Let’s have a fun party.”

I thought it would be fun to practice magic.