Offer a Tribute and Become an Archmage - Chapter 207



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Episode 207.

A pattern engraved with a crescent moon and a star.

That is the religious symbol of Basti.

A beautiful woman wearing the sacred symbol around her neck.

The priestess of Basti sat quietly and conversed with a man.

“Your Majesty, didn’t you say that this was an impossible task? You said that you would block the variables at the source, so don’t worry… You definitely said that.”

“…”

The man’s hair was a brilliant blond like his father’s, and the ring bearing the royal emblem, a symbol of noble blood, told him that he was a prince.

He is the first prince of the kingdom.

It was Ethan von Ageha Bright.

“Originally, we could have captured Boladissen and used that as a pretext to pressure Hoheneire. Then, we might have even changed the mind of that stubborn northern noble, the Margrave. Even if he wasn’t on our side, we might have gotten him to promise neutrality.”

But that first button wasn’t fastened.

Even the knights and magicians under the sect and the prince were lost.

“How can I handle this?”

The priestess simply moistened her throat with wine and did not say anything of note.

To be honest, the failure of this project was due to the variables of the person who was scheduled to go north.

None other than the white wizard of the kingdom.

Ronnove de Hopper.

It’s safe to say that his presence ruined everything. If he hadn’t been there, we wouldn’t have been going through such hardships.

“I heard that Baron Hopper was injured in a mysterious attack and was taken to Boladigen.”

The prince was asking.

Isn’t that what you did?

That’s why Hopper, who stayed in Boladissen, participated in the war and this incident happened.

“I don’t really know what you’re talking about. I’m just doing what God says.”

“Baron Hopper seems to have been hated by God. But he was the one hated, and unfortunately I suffered a great loss.”

Ethan came up to the priestess and lifted her chin.

“How can you compensate for this, priestess?”

The priestess stared at him silently and dropped her clothes.

*

“There are quite a lot.”

Ronobe’s party heading north had grown stronger than before.

Along with the grooms, guides, and other laborers, the number of private soldiers also increased. This was because when they sold their loot, they did not receive all the gold, but instead traded trained soldiers with the Voladigen along with food and furs.

Thanks to this, Ronobe’s private soldiers changed from seven to twenty-seven in an instant.

“The North is a dangerous place. In any case, it is good to have a lot of private soldiers.”

Of course, it’s Liam’s job to deal with them.

Liam’s shoulders were up high.

His armament was also quite different from before. He was not wearing custom-made full-body armor, but was wearing solid plate armor wrapped around his body.

He had two swords as spares, so anyone could tell that he was a knight. Now that he was starting to look like a knight, it seemed like Ronobe had finally become a nobleman.

“Joke. This is Peter. This is Lirun. Your brother and sister-in-law, so get along well. Origin and bloodline are not important here. From now on, you are all just my disciples, so don’t have any frivolous thoughts.”

“All right!”

There were three disciples.

Lirun wasn’t really a disciple, but as time went on, he decided to become one.

Anyway, Ronobe doesn’t teach you anything. If there was something to teach, then it would be taught. Even though he didn’t know magic, Ronobe had some survival wisdom, so whenever he had the chance, he taught him the hunter’s knowledge.

“The best hunting is the trap. And a miracle is only a miracle if it is miraculous.”

“What are you talking about?”

“I guess it’s still too early for you to understand. Hehe…”

Actually, I didn’t know much about Ronobe either.

The moment I was showing off.

A woman approached him.

“Your Majesty.”

“Diola? What are you doing here?”

Boladigen’s adopted daughter.

It was Diola. When I told her I didn’t know English, Diola smiled strangely and answered.

“I am currently organizing the items to be taken to the Baron’s estate. I will probably arrive with the caravan within a month.”

“Oh, I see.”

Just when you think, is that all?

Diola walked over and whispered in Ronobé’s ear.

“Please tell him that I want him to give the right answer.”

“What is that…”

But soon I realized.

‘It’s Ivan.’

There is only one person in the kingdom who needs answers from Ronobe.

Diola was Ivan’s man.

Then Boladizen must also be Ivan’s person.

Plus, Diola is moving the black cow and ink tree saplings to Hopper…

‘Are you planning to use my territory as bait? No, more like that.’

I think this might be a warning from him.

My eyes are everywhere, so don’t do anything foolish. Ronobe glared at her for a moment and asked her one thing.

‘Boladizen had the Obel sect.’

Nelatino joined the Basti sect.

Obel and Basti.

If Prince Ivan had sided with Obel, then Basti would probably have belonged to Prince Ethan’s faction.

“Is Nelatino one of Ethan’s people?”

Diola didn’t say anything, but she smiled brightly. It was a positive sign.

‘It might have been a religious fight between princes.’

Ronobe, who got involved in the fight, ended up on Ivan’s side. Even if Ronobe wasn’t on Ivan’s side, people would think he was on Ivan’s side.

‘It felt good, but then it became like a dog… Did Ivan plan all this?’

The immature Baron Boladisen, his vassal, his adopted daughter, and even Joke, who had been accepted as his disciple, were all offended. Ronobe glared at Diola and then abruptly turned his head away.

“Let’s go.”

It felt like it was playing on Ivan’s palm.

It was unpleasant.

But from then on, I wouldn’t be playing around like I am now.

*

The chilly autumn has disappeared, and the biting cold has begun to arrive.

“I think we need to speed up. If we keep going like this, we might get buried in the snow in the north and freeze to death.”

“okay.”

It is common sense not to travel in the winter.

When the cold and heavy snow begin to fall, the very act of traveling through the unpaved roads is a danger to one’s life. The cold has always been cruel to the living and has given rest to the dead.

Of course it wasn’t Ronobe.

“It’s warm.”

“I know.”

There were several totems radiating warmth inside Ronobe’s carriage. Even in cold weather, the carriage was warm, so there was no great difficulty.

It was the same with others.

Since everyone had a totem of Mandong, no one got frostbite. This was because Ronobe, who did not want the soldiers he had worked hard to obtain to die, took good care of them.

Since he had already obtained a lot of soul offerings through war, there was no need to save the totem. No matter how cold the winter was, it could not stop Ronobe from moving north.

“After winter passes. I’m sixteen too.”

Time really flies.

He began learning magic at the age of twelve, and is still fifteen. However, he became a white wizard recognized by the kingdom, and gained power by always winning in battles big and small. He now has a private army of nearly thirty and has three disciples. There are probably not many who have achieved this level of success at fifteen.

“What are you thinking?”

Liam followed the carriage on his steed.

It was a military horse captured during the last war.

The warhorse usually uses a castrated horse, but this one was not castrated, as it seemed the previous knight had cherished it. When you return to Hopper, it would be fun to hire a groom and find several mares with good bloodlines to breed horses.

“Is it good?”

“He is such a brave man, I have nothing to fear when I am with him!”

“They even gave it a name.”

“I named him Alex.”

It looks like it’s really good to have a horse.

After all, it is not common for a simple knight to have a personal steed.

‘I need to learn how to ride a horse too…’

The reason why Ronobe gave the warhorse he had barely managed to save to Liam was simple.

Because I can’t ride a horse.

It was something that didn’t require much effort to learn, since you could just turn into a crow and fly around or ride a carriage.

‘It’s better to practice magic.’

It was decided that it would be better to practice magic at that time.

In reality, there was a lot to practice.

Offering magic using soul offerings.

It was absolutely necessary to practice adding offerings to the magic you mainly use to inflate the power of the magic, amplify the power of miracles, or transform it into something useful.

The necessity of this was clearly confirmed by the Boladizen War.

‘The same goes for the oil space magic that Ashwald talked about.’

The same goes for freely manipulating spatial magic by combining oil and space. It is thought that it can be used not only to store and contain objects, but also to develop the miracles it possesses by applying it to various magics.

And finally, the golem.

‘The golem is almost done.’

By making a frame with ice and delicately shaping it with water-soaked thread and finishing it with oil, a delicate doll like a figure was born. Although the outside is oil, the frame is made of ice, so it quickly froze solidly.

“Bang bang, no. That’s great.”

Whoever made it looks really great. It’s an elaborate figure that’s a perfect replica of Anna’s appearance. Of course, the details inside the clothes, the size of the chest, and even the underwear are all made with care.

The body in which one’s teacher and god will reside.

Not a single place could be built carelessly.

‘Isn’t this what sincerity is?’

Her chest has become very full due to Ronobe’s will, but she probably won’t hate it.

Finally, after conducting a final inspection, Ronobe carefully put down the palm-sized figure and called her name.

“My teacher, my god, Anna.”

And then.

The god in the doll raised his head.

“Master?”

But something was strange.

It made a rattling sound and then, crunch! It broke.

“Oh, Anna!!”

It seemed that Ronobe’s golem magic was still lacking in containing a god.

Ronobe, who was holding the broken pieces of Anna with both hands and crying, stopped crying and started looking for a way to repair it.

“Should I bring some tribute?”

If you put your soul into magic, it might be different. Anna had clearly been possessed by the doll just now. However, when she started to move, the joints frozen in oil cracked and the whole body was torn apart.

I felt bad because it felt like I killed Anna twice.

Ronobé immediately entered Goetia and called Anna.

“Why did it fail?”

[That doll was too small. It wasn’t easy to move. How about using golem magic properly before calling the god? It shouldn’t be difficult for you.]

“A golem?”

[Yes. It is more burdensome for a doll to be possessed by a god than to be imbued with your magic, so you will need to get used to it and solidify the level of your golem before it can be imbued with a god.]

Anna caressed Ronobé’s cheek and smiled sweetly.

[You can do it. Don’t be too impatient. Each wizard has a different way of making a golem, but you have ice and an offering, so it will be easier for you.]

Ice made from the blood of the drinker.

And the offering of the soul.

This also means that if you have these two, you won’t need any secondary materials.

[If you have difficulties, don’t worry about them alone. Why not try them with your disciples? They say that you can gain more from teaching than just receiving.]

“Okay. Can you give me a hug just once to cheer me up?”

[of course.]

Anna hugged Ronobé tightly.

Anna, who had been hugging him for a while, tried to let go, but for some reason, Ronobe wouldn’t let go.

[Hey, now a bit…]

Ronobe pretended not to know and felt a little softer before falling down with regret.

“I will do as you say, Master.”

[okay…]

As he opened his eyes with Anna, who had disappeared into smoke, the carriage of Ronobe stopped.

It was just getting dark. Maybe it was because it was winter, but the sun sets quickly.

Looking at the soldiers preparing to camp, Ronobe called his disciple.

“What were you doing?”

“I was helping the prisoners prepare meals together.”

The answer was a joke.

“But why is your face like that?”

Joke looked at the still Lirun and answered.

“I fell down while walking…”

“How can your eyes turn into night buds when you fall down?”

Joke opened his mouth and closed it tightly.

‘I think Lirun has been hit.’

A picture is drawn when you see Peter smiling bitterly and Lirun linking arms. Judging by the military uniform, it seems that Lirun has been getting beaten up quite a bit lately.

“Did you spar or something?”

“He’s a guy who can’t even use magic properly.”

“You should be polite.”

“He’s useless. There’s no point in fighting him. What’s the point of just making mud? And yet Joke treats Peter like a servant! I’m mad! I’m not mad!”

That’s what it seemed like.

Since Peter was so kind and couldn’t speak, it seems he was ordering people around without realizing it.

Jok lived as a servant, so he developed that habit, and it is said that Lirun beat him up as soon as he saw him.

‘Those little guys do everything.’

It was more funny than surprising.

“I’ll teach you guys golem magic. If you want to do something else, you don’t have to. Just do it if you want.”

Ronobe is a person who is taught to raise his disciples on their own.

To be honest, I don’t know what to teach, so I just leave it alone.

However, he has never been stingy when it comes to magical knowledge. If he knows something, he will tell them.

“I want to do it!”

“I will do it!”

-I want to know too.

The magic of this era is a variation of the magic that each person first discovered.

But in the end, since it is written by people, similar things are bound to appear.

That’s a golem.

Depending on the wizard’s ability, the level of the golem and the method of making it vary greatly, but the basic outline is believed to be similar.

“There are many types of golem magic, but the basic gist is blood.”

The Gargoyle magic of Gergoyle in Hopper also has a similar outline.

Blue Wizard Benald’s clay golem also has several ingredients, but it also has blood.

Most people use the blood of beasts or monsters, but Ronobe thought that the reason for using blood itself was related to the soul.

‘The soul is a kind of miracle that contains tremendous energy in itself.’

I felt that way this time while using magic.

Didn’t Anna say that too?

‘The soul of a living thing resides in blood.’

Of course, since the amount is small, other ingredients with magical value are added…

“You don’t need to prepare the materials. I will prepare the materials for the golem.”

Ronobe took out three totems from his bosom.

Respectively, they were Manchun, Manha, and Mandong.

Manchun, the spring that restores the body.

The only one who creates water.

It’s a warm and fuzzy feeling.

Totems basically require soul offerings. I’m going to experiment with making golems using these as the core. Since the war has caused soul offerings to rot and overflow, I can tolerate this level of consumption for the sake of the strength of golem magic.

If you use the blood of a beast or monster as the material for a totem, it will be enough for a golem. The rest is up to you.

“You are free to create any kind of golem you want.”

Lirun raised her hand.

“Is there a prize?”

“Huh? Is there anything you want?”

“I want a familiar too!”

“Familiar?”

“huh!”

It’s a familiar.

This isn’t a comment directed at Liam, but probably at the idiot Ronobé is dealing with.

Then I had to teach him the secret of turning the rock powder into familiar powder, but it wasn’t particularly difficult, so it didn’t matter.

‘That’s good.’

It was ambiguous whether Familiar Powder could be made or not since it was a child of offering.

This might be a good time to try it out.

“Okay. I’ll make you a familiar.”

“Yay!”

“Do you agree?”

“yes!”

-I like it too.

It wasn’t such a bad thing, considering that both adults and children like having their own pet.

“The period is until you reach the North. Then, try hard.”

The reason Ronobe had his disciples do golem magic was because he had other things to do.

‘I have to practice similar spaces. It’s like a professor who leaves his work to graduate students and does other things.’

The space of oil and snakes.

Also known as oil snake space.

I thought I’d dig into this.

It will take another month to reach the North. Until then, I plan to take my time and focus solely on my magic training.

“Let’s try increasing the size of the snake’s body first.”

There are two monsters and two grimoires.

It was his turn to be the child of tribute.

“Ageidon.”

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