Offer a Tribute and Become an Archmage - Chapter 178



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Offering Tribute to the Archmage Chapter 178

Kael Djerba [4]

Episode 178.

“Crawl between my legs, and I will accept you as my subordinates.”

Of course, it was quickly apparent that the expression was incorrect.

“You fucking son of a bitch! Just kill him!”

“Are you insulting the pride of a knight? No matter how much you beg, I will never bite your legs!”

“… No, you said you were a bandit.”

“Even a bandit can have the desire to become a knight!”

“How far do you plan on insulting us!”

I didn’t really intend to insult him, but I ended up going with the flow of the conversation. Ronobe cleared his throat and spoke calmly.

“I feel sorry for you. Young and talented people, you are in danger of dying as bandits just because of the position of a lowly nobleman. You can’t even die a noble death like a knight. You will be beheaded as bandits or hanged.”

They were disguised as bandits anyway.

The reason why noble knights and soldiers disguised themselves as bandits is unforgivable, no matter what.

This is a time when there are many bandits. Villagers also become bandits when they get hungry. In the winter, they become bandits and raid neighboring villages, and in the spring, they plant rice seedlings. But a knight disguised as a bandit? If he were a bandit, the nobles who would tremble would not defend him.

“However, even if I am a bandit, I can take the stigma and take you all back. If it were me, I could save you.”

There may be rumors that he is a noble who has bandits as his subordinates, but I can accept that. After all, you can get two knights and a trained regular army for free.

For Ronobe, who is not even a proper noble, the merit is that he can obtain these people as his own.

‘It was said that it costs a hundred gold coins to make a proper article.’

If you can get two knights, you will get a piece worth more than a hundred gold pieces.

I can’t help but want it.

Of course, there are some pitiful ones.

It is not a lie that these are talented people who are too good to die.

“You have done nothing wrong. It is your master who gave this order who is at fault.”

There is nothing wrong with these.

Still, I must die for my lord.

A knight who betrays his master is not treated as a knight in this era. Ironically, it is the gaze and gossip of others that increases one’s value.

Ronobe didn’t want innocent people to die just because of that.

It was a pity.

“Take my legs… no. Take my hands. I will never let you die in vain.”

I was sincere.

For once, Ronobe’s eyes were serious.

But they were silent.

Ronobe sighed.

But in one corner of my heart, I knew that they were knights. That’s why I coveted them even more. Those who would risk their lives to carry out their lord’s orders.

‘What a pity. What a pity…’

Tsk. Clicking his tongue, Ronobe shook his head and blew a drop of oil into the sky, creating an oil painting.

bang!

It was a kind of signal.

As the explosion occurred, the soldiers and knights who had been camping near the carriage hurriedly came and grabbed the frozen men.

The ice melted and the men were taken to the wagon camp, where they were held to their knees by strong ropes.

“Who are these?”

Mick asked.

Ronobe answered simply.

“It was the bandits who were chasing us.”

bandit.

You could say they are soldiers of Djerba, or knights, but that’s a guess.

There is no physical evidence either.

I can’t help but explain it as I see it, because I might get nitpicked.

“You, why did you chase us?”

As Liam forced the knight to his knees and placed a knife to his neck, the bastard spoke.

“I was planning to commit banditry because I didn’t have enough to eat. I thought a surprise attack would work since the carriages of young nobles would have few escorts…”

For a bandit, he speaks fluently.

It feels like I’m receiving some kind of military report.

The more I think about it, the more ridiculous it becomes.

‘This kid’s face doesn’t change at all. He’s poisonous. Poisonous…’

Kael’s expression was the same as when he came out of the carriage. His face and expression were unruffled. It was as if he had no idea who they were.

He was a heartless man.

“Lord Kael. What do you think?”

“It’s my first time seeing bandits, so I’m just curious.”

“Is that so?”

As expected, he just grabbed me and said he didn’t know me at all.

“Banditry is a serious crime even in the kingdom. It would be okay to execute them outright, and it would not be bad to hand over the prisoners to a suitable territory. What will you do, Lord Hopper?”

Mick asked, but it was Kael who answered.

“It’s still a long way to the capital. There’s no suitable baronial territory nearby, so why don’t we just execute them here? Taking them with us will only cause problems on our journey.”

Kael wanted to execute him.

Ronobe seemed to know that thought.

‘If we hand them over as prisoners to a certain territory, they might reveal their identities and try to escape.’

I can’t believe it, so I’ll kill you here and now and eliminate the bud of conflict. That’s what I meant. He’s a guy with an amazingly cool and noble mind.

Ronobe began to hate Kael even more.

“Sir Hopper. If it’s all right with you, may I assist you with the execution?”

“…”

Even though I didn’t answer, Kael took something out of his bosom.

“That’s…”

It was a mirror made of bronze.

Even in this day and age, it was an old mirror, and Ronobe felt a very strong sense of magic coming from it.

‘Grimoire.’

That was the grimoire of the glory of the halo, held by the founder of Jerba.

As soon as Kael took out the mirror, the torches and campfires around him suddenly went out and transformed into light in his hand.

Just a bright, shining light.

It was a halo.

“Glory be to the light.”

The eyes of the bandit knight tied up with Kael, who was reciting the slogan, closed.

“for a moment!”

There was no time to stop it.

The light spread out in an instant and pierced the knight’s heart.

“!!”

That’s literally the speed of light.

It was the speed of light.

In a flash, the bandit knight’s heart was pierced through.

Ronobe froze, looking bewildered as he tried to stop him.

‘Hurry up.’

It was incredibly fast.

But what froze Ronobe more than that was.

dump.

It was because of the sight of a knight who died with his heart pierced through.

“…”

“Bandits are the pests that are eating away at the kingdom. It is better to get rid of them quickly.”

Kael looked at Ronnobe.

The look in those eyes was complex and subtle.

Although Ronobe could not feel the anger, the elation, and the hatred that each emotion contained, he knew one thing.

‘He is my enemy.’

That’s the only thing I realize for sure now.

The bronze mirror held by Kael.

The glory of the halo gathered its light once more. The light rose and reflected onto the palm-sized bronze mirror, amplifying it.

And once again.

“In the light, there will be glory.”

Kael’s eyes, using magic, looked down at the knight. For a moment, sadness filled his eyes.

That was when.

“stop.”

Quaz!!

A wall of ice the size of a person appeared in front of the knight who was about to accept death.

An ice wall that looks like frozen waves.

It was Ronobe’s magic.

“Ugh!!”

However, the ice wall could not completely block the light-like magic used by Kael. It simply deflected the light by following the curves of the ice wall.

Kael’s halo only managed to knock off the knight’s right arm.

Kael glared at Ronobe.

But one corner of his mouth was raised.

A laugh that came from a sense of superiority, seeing his level of magic not being able to completely block it, although it was surprising that he was able to block his own magic.

It was a kind of mockery.

However, Ronobe looked at Kael with a stern face and said,

“I am a bandit.”

Then Kael glared at him for a while, then smiled and took a step back.

“Excuse me. I think I got a little excited when I saw the bandits. I didn’t mean to take your credit.”

The ridiculous mask made Ronobe feel like vomiting.

‘That’s noble.’

Ronobe’s eyes furrowed.

But that was a nobleman.

He took his eyes off Kael and looked at the knight with his arm cut off. No matter how hard the one-armed knight tried, his power was reduced.

It also meant that it was worthless.

‘One is dead, one is one-armed…’

To a knight, being one-armed is not much different from being dead.

This is all that is left for being loyal to my lord.

Ronobe clenched his fists as he watched the soldiers trembling in fear and the knights holding back tears and groans of pain.

I was angry because I knew the circumstances, even though they clearly had nothing to do with me.

Of course, the end of that anger is Kael.

It was Kael Djerba.

“I will deal with the bandits.”

“All right.”

Kael, who understood the sound of being told to get out, nodded and disappeared.

But Ronobe saw it.

The knights and soldiers escorting Kael behind him were unable to move. Only after Kael looked at them did the escorts move.

‘Fuck.’

Ronobe looked away from them and met the gaze of the knight and soldiers who had lost their arms.

“This is the price you pay for your loyalty. Dying like a bandit without even leaving a name behind. Is this all you have lived for, suffering so much?”

It sounded like he was blaming me.

However, neither the knight nor the soldiers who had lost their arms said anything.

It was a fucking annoying loyalty.

Ronobe was a little jealous of Kael.

‘Such loyal ones…’

He just wrote in long-term terms.

For my purposes, for my reputation.

‘Is this how it is in Jerba? No, this must be the way of the nobles. This is loyalty.’

The knight with his arm cut off did not open his mouth, but he could not hide his tears. No matter how loyal a knight was, he could not help but shed sorrowful tears.

“Kill me… please.”

He said, holding back tears.

It’s a request to kill me.

These words also proved that living with these arms was not living. Was it a word of loyalty or a feeling of resignation?

Ronobe couldn’t figure this out. At that time, he was silent, not knowing what to say.

He moved.

“this guy!”

The rope was released by Kael’s magic.

He took a dagger from his bosom and stabbed it into his heart.

“you…!”

It was a suicide.

The knight died shedding tears of blood.

“Thank you, I… did…”

The only words he left in his will were gratitude.

I didn’t know if it was about Jerba, or Kael… or Ronobe himself.

So I got angry.

“Make sure of it, you son of a bitch.”

Ronobe hurriedly took off his gloves.

Then thread began to stream out of his hand.

Secretion of the thread occurred through the sweat glands.

When I spit out the thread in an unfamiliar area, it was ticklish at first and then painful. After all, unlike when I spit it out through my mouth, the thread’s structure and thickness were not consistent. But the thread came out.

That would have been enough.

“If you’re going to die anyway, die by my hand.”

The thread that shot out from his hand slowly wrapped around the two fallen knights and turned them into cocoons.

“Sir Hopper. What are you doing…”

“The treatment of bandits is up to me. Let them live or kill them. It’s my decision!”

Despite Mick’s question, Ronobé became angry.

“Dream, dream. Don’t die, dream. The dream of the knight you wanted to be.”

Dying.

Ronobe spoke these words to the knight whose name he did not even know, and performed a magic. No, a miracle.

“Dreaming Kochi.”

The knight dies inside the castle.

But they will be reborn. At that time, a new fate awaits them, not the fate of dying as mere bandits.

With her magic, Ronobe grants new miracles to their fate.

‘This is magic.’

miracle.

Not just killing people.

Saving lives and beating life and death.

and.

Giving a new destiny.

That’s why miracles happen.

That’s the reason magic exists.

“Ronobe!”

“Oh, Sir Hopper! Blood…”

The coffee started to spurt out.

The dreaming magic was much more mentally draining than Ronobe had imagined. His nose bled, his eyes became bloodshot, and he shed bloody tears. Blood also seeped into the threads that shot out from his hands.

It was painful.

But it didn’t stop.

“What the hell are you…”

The giant gochi that was created while holding one’s breath grew to a size much larger than a person. The gochi that gave off a mysterious light was beautiful and had a majestic spirit at first glance.

Ronobe looked at this with satisfaction and let out a trembling breath.

I can feel it when I touch the kochi.

A very subtle pulsation.

Alive.

‘I didn’t know it could be used like this.’

As I was doing this, I was worried that I would end up putting two articles into one.

‘Two heads, four arms. You can’t be born like this, right?’

But even if you regret it, it’s already too late.

How he will be born is now out of Ronobe’s hands.

All that’s left is to wait.

‘Dreaming Kochi…’

It was literal.

I have a dream of being fixed.

No one knows what the fable will be like when it reaches the end of its dream.

But Ronobe hoped.

‘I hope it turns out as you wish.’

If she was going to do it, it didn’t seem like a bad idea to be reborn as a knight and protect herself.

Whatever it was, I hope he lived a different fate than before… thought Ronobe.

“Move this to the carriage.”

“Huh? This? No, this…”

Ronobe said no more.

I felt more tired now than when I was at war.

“Ronobe, are you okay?”

“are you okay.”

He took out the potion and drank it, saying it was okay to worry about Benny.

I feel like I’ve lost a lot of energy.

With the thought that he couldn’t do that in the carriage for a while, Ronobe fainted in Benny’s arms.