Offer a Tribute and Become an Archmage - Chapter 224



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Episode 224.

“Who should I leave behind?”

The Seolsan route has been decided.

Unfortunately, because of the height, it is impossible to pull a carriage or cart. We had no choice but to distribute personnel to guard the carriage. Of course, the old soldiers would do the job.

“You can’t trust them.”

“That’s right.”

There are various things on the carriage and cart. In addition to spare weapons, there are potion jars made by Ronobe. Spare totem dolls. Meat and food made from elk herds. Leather and iron. Various tools are abundant. The value of these cannot be easily measured.

We need someone to protect.

“I will be there.”

It was Nas.

Of course, if it’s Nas, you can trust and leave it to him.

But Liam shook his head.

“No. Sir Nas must stay by your lord’s side. You never know what the Barbarian’s attitude will be. You must be prepared for any eventuality. These are valuable, but they are not worth your lord’s life.”

This is a rare statement that sounds like an article.

Ronobe smiled with satisfaction.

“Master, brother. Your nostrils are flaring.”

“Be quiet, you insolent disciple.”

Ronobe interrupted, clearing his throat.

“But shouldn’t you, Nasuna, be the one who protects them?”

“Ron or Tibal are fine too.”

“Is it okay if an orc appears?”

“It is gradually becoming more prominent.”

“okay?”

Ron and Tibal feel like squad leaders.

But in Ronobe’s eyes, they are still soldiers. To be honest, if they fought old soldiers, they would be on equal footing.

“Would Ron win if he fought two orcs?”

“We will win.”

“Then three.”

“If you give up one arm, you will win.”

“No, no. Why are you moving my arm around so freely…”

“This guy is like that?”

Is this the torturer you’re talking about?

Honestly, it didn’t seem that bad.

Orcs are threatening even with a club. It is not easy for one ordinary soldier to fight one orc. The northern soldiers are not crippled, so why did they get pushed by the orcs? Even if Ron has potential, I don’t know if he is that strong.

‘Potential is just potential.’

If it hasn’t bloomed yet, it’s the same as not having it. Having expectations and having the ability are two different things.

“Liam. What are the virtues of a knight?”

“It is the heart that wants to protect.”

“What is needed to do this?”

“It’s life.”

Why is this kid so extreme?

“… Of course that’s true too. It’s power. You have to have power.”

If you don’t have strength, you can’t protect anything.

The reason Ronobe tries so hard to grow stronger is to protect the things that are precious to him. If Ronobe didn’t have that kind of heart, he would have just thrown everything away and lived a life of wandering.

Because it’s easy to run away.

“Ron, Tibal. Fight Nass. If you can land a valid hit on Nass, I’ll leave the carriage to you. If that doesn’t work, Liam, you stay too.”

“Huh? No, why would I…”

“You have to take responsibility for training them. It’s your job to command and guide the soldiers.”

“That’s ridiculous. How could Ron and Tybalt take on Lord Nass?”

“Then you join in too.”

“yes?”

“Try it.”

If it were just Ron and Tibal, it might be difficult. But if Liam joins, we might have a chance.

It’s not about beating the nasals.

Valid.

You just have to feed it a valid hit.

‘I think I can do that much.’

The power of Nas confirmed so far is unknown.

It wouldn’t be a bad idea to take this opportunity to check it out properly.

“Are you going to use a real sword?”

“huh.”

Training is like fighting. Fighting is like training.

As long as it doesn’t involve a sword being stuck in the head or heart, Ronobe can heal most injuries. And since he’s wearing plate armor that veterans have painstakingly made, he shouldn’t sustain serious injuries.

I’m sure Nas will take care of that.

“Nas. Are you okay?”

“As ordered.”

Nas killed the orc warrior with one stroke of his sword.

Of course, the Great Warrior was seriously injured to the point where his internal organs were sticking out, but it’s not easy to kill a guy like that with one stroke.

‘More white than black, less black than white.’

Perhaps Nass is a knight close to black. Since he is a knight made up of two people, his physical specs will be close to black. Of course, unlike black, he cannot discharge the power of Tula from his body. However, a knight is a knight, so he may become black someday.

Nasda is the person who was originally a combination of two red level knights.

Expectations are high.

The proven advantage of Nas is its four arms.

Four eyes and two hearts.

Other parts are usually the same as humans.

‘Compared to that…’

Liam is just a little stronger.

Even if you try, it’s only blue level.

If the condition is bad, it will be at a green level.

Besides, Ron and Tibal are just soldiers who won’t even receive a commendation. At best, they’re just quasi-knights. Their skills are probably worse than those of a regular knight. Furthermore, the biggest difference between those three and Nas is whether they received knight training or not. Nas received knight training in the family tradition of Djerba. However, they just use swordsmanship that they learned through actual combat.

‘I have a lot to learn from Nas.’

Their teacher must be Nas.

There are some parts that Ronobe cannot tell you.

“Are you ready?”

“…”

Liam’s group nods heavily.

Liam felt different because he had previously sparred with Nas and gotten beat up.

“Let’s get started.”

The number of people watching increased in an instant.

There was no one cheering like the city thugs, because the intimidating aura that Nasu exuded instantly took over the crowd.

‘You don’t use a greatsword.’

Well, swinging that big sword won’t just end in injury. Nass was carrying a decent axe and a normal iron sword.

Liam was equipped with a sword and shield, Ron with a spear, and Tybalt with a longsword.

“Whoaaaaap!!”

The preemptive strike was surprisingly Ron.

The most effective tool a window has.

It was a quick look using Rich.

Benny, who had come closer, nodded at Ron.

“Ron’s spearmanship is useful.”

“okay?”

Ron’s spear was dyed red. He was a man who was active in battle, so he took the knight’s powder. He stabbed goblins, gnolls, and orcs with that spear. The spearmanship that he had accumulated through actual battles stabbed Nass fiercely.

Whoosh, thud. Thud.

However, Nas dodged it without difficulty.

“The orbit is too simple.”

Nasu spoke calmly, as if he were speaking for Ronobe. Ron’s spear was fast. It was sharp in its own way, but it was too monotonous. It’s good to use the reach of the spear, but no one will be affected if you just stab them.

Nass dodged Ron’s spear once and blocked it twice with the axe in his left hand. Ron hesitated without realizing it because it was blocked so easily.

“Get out of the way!”

That’s when Tibal stepped in.

A longsword that jumps high and swings down.

He was a guy with his own unique charm.

However, Nas easily deflected this with his axe.

Kiing! Sparks fly as Tibal’s longsword flows away. At the same time, Nass’s foot kicks Tibal in the stomach.

“The action is too big. The all-or-nothing tactic is no different from saying you want to die.”

“Ugh.”

“Whoaaaaap!!”

As Tibal rolled on the ground, groaning in pain, Ron stabbed him again with his spear. He had gotten into Tibal’s blind spot while he was distracted.

It was a plan devised by a guy who had been just stabbing people honestly.

But then the small eye on Nas’ right cheek turned around. At the same time, Nas’ sword raised its spear and struck hard.

“Ugh!”

Ron’s spear shook violently and rose.

Ron’s center of gravity wavered as he let go of the spear swinging from his grasp, and Nath’s sword stopped in front of Ron’s neck.

‘You’re no match for me.’

The difference in skill was enormous.

Tibal and Ron retire.

I felt like I had lost the will to do more.

If the skill gap between Ronovera and I was that big, I would have lost my motivation.

“What are you guys doing! Don’t think of this as just training! Are you going to be so helpless even if an orc comes? Pick up your sword! If you don’t have a weapon, pick up a nearby rock!! Fight! I’m telling you to risk your life to protect us!!”

Liam’s scream echoed through the snowy mountains.

‘…’

I thought it was just a sparring match, but maybe it was too serious. I also thought, isn’t Liam too serious? But no.

“It must be because of Rakak.”

Benido grabbed the sword at his waist.

Grandmaster Rakak.

The knight’s resentment at being unable to do anything while his master was left to fight was something that Ronobe could not easily understand.

To Liam, Nas might have looked like Rakak right now.

That cowardly moment when the master stepped forward because no one could stand against him. Nasman was the only one who killed his master’s enemy with a single stroke of his sword.

“Fight! Protect!! If we can’t protect, our lives are worthless!! Find your values ​​and fight! Our values ​​are our masters!! Aaaah …

Liam swung his sword at Nas.

Kaang-! Sparks are flying.

Liam’s face was red and contorted.

Someone says.

It’s just a sparring match.

He says that he doesn’t have to risk his life like that. The expressions on the faces of the soldiers watching him ask him those words. Liam responds to them with actions. He rolls on the dirt, holds up his shield, and sometimes kicks away the snow, swinging his sword in any way he can.

That was Liam’s answer.

Just a duel.

But before long, those who were watching this were watching with bated breath. Their hearts were pounding as if they were fighting. Tibal and Ron rushed at Nass with the determination to vomit blood at Liam’s fighting spirit.

Two swords and a spear threaten Nas.

Nasdo also gave no further advice.

Their seriousness made the sparring feel like a real fight. Giving advice here would be a stain on their pride.

So Nass just fought them with all his might.

The duel took quite a while.

Because he charged at Nas to the point of being knocked out. He fell and his grip was torn off, but he still picked up his weapon.

Maybe it’s because of Liam’s presence.

If it weren’t for Liam, Tibal and Ron wouldn’t have gone that far. But that doesn’t mean their skills have improved.

In the end, Nasu won the match.

There was a wall between them that could not be easily overcome.

I swallowed a laugh as I watched people sweating profusely and exhausted in the middle of winter.

“You guys are crazy. You told me to spar, not fight to the death.”

Although he said that, Ronobe’s heart was beating faster than anyone else’s.

My blood boiled.

“Treat him. And guard the carriage.”

Liam looked at the potion on the floor with half-closed eyes. Next to it were pouches he had never seen before.

“What is this…”

“Newly made powder. Ron and Tybal are blue. Liam, you are the enemy.”

The knight’s powder.

These were the newly created guys.

Their sparring was impressive. Ronobe was never stingy with his subordinates who tried to become stronger for their master and for themselves.

“I worked hard to make it. Eat it carefully. It will be much more effective than before.”

Liam sat there for a while, then got up on one knee. He took the red powder with both hands and bowed his head, his body trembling.

It’s a kind of courtesy.

When Liam did, the other two did the same, their shaking hands and shaking backs showing a mixture of emotions.

“The men are crying.”

Ronobe turned his back on Nasu as if he didn’t want to see her any more.

“You have written a great article.”

“I’m still lacking. I need to work on it more to become as useful as you.”

But for some reason the corners of his mouth were smiling.

Ronobe didn’t really hide it.

Their skills are poor now.

I don’t think it’ll be the same a year from now, or five years from now.

They will get stronger.

Ronobe made it like that, and he will eventually reach it himself.

“Nas. You too could be caught up in no time. Don’t let your guard down.”

“I will do my best.”

“okay.”

After that.

The soldiers began to practice alone or spar with each other without being told to do so. Seeing the young men burning hot, the old soldiers could not stay still. Each one of them came with a stick, corrected the soldiers’ posture, or gave them a word of advice, and then disappeared.

The same goes for Benny and his disciples.

No one can remain calm after seeing that hot appearance.

“hmm.”

Because of that, Ronobe had to worry alone.

“Benny went to spar with Nas.”

The disciples are whispering among themselves.

I think they’re talking about a golem made by mixing each person’s magic, but Ronobe didn’t seem to mind.

“I might be lonely…”

It’s also hot in Ronobe.

There was nothing he could do. Ronobe got into the carriage, sat down, and called out to God.

“Urdisa.”

The reason I called on Urdisa rather than other gods was because I was curious about the earth thunder and other blessings.

“I have a question.”

[If you can answer.]

“Can you further enhance the bear skin or related graces?”

Ronobe received the grace of bear skin from Urdisa four times. It means +4 enhancement, and Urdisa said this at that time.

“You said that there is no point in strengthening the grace here any further.”

But that was then.

I think it’s different now.

[They said that it would be better to strengthen it with human skin.]

“Then maybe not now.”

[No. You know how to use the grizzly bear perfectly.]

Ronobe gave Urdisa the noble soul of an orc warrior. This was enough to strengthen the leather.

“How much can a bear skin be strengthened?”

[Up to ten times for now. At that level, you won’t be able to be hurt by most attacks. Just like I did.]

“If I strengthen the leather ten times, will it become similar to Urdisa’s leather?”

[That’s not it. We need to strengthen the grace of the gray bear itself.]

I think I know what you mean.

[But what happened? You were so caught up in magic that you neglected my grace.]

“Huh? Neglecting? I’ve never done that. I think you’ve misunderstood something.”

There were more than one or two points that were prickly.

I used to turn into a gray bear and lose my mind, so I avoided Urdis for a while. I used to shout “Magic is the best!” but now I feel a sense of crisis due to the harsh cold of the north and the presence of the great warrior, so I started calling her often these days.

[… If that’s what you’re saying, then so be it.]

Urdisa didn’t ask any more questions in an adult-like manner. She probably knew but was pretending not to know. Ronobe was grateful for Urdisa’s adult-like attitude.

‘If it was Karankar, he would have been angry by now.’

Come to think of it, it’s been quite a while since I’ve seen Karancal.

[I will grant you the grace of bearskin twice. Your skin will become tougher.]

“thank you.”

[What will you do with the gray bear? Will you strengthen it?]

“Yes, please do so.”

[The gray bear will have a lot of room.]

“It’s okay. I have quite a bit of soul.”

[I need a monster.]

“Would two be okay?”

[Enough.]

The deal was negotiated at lightning speed.

When you kill a high-level orc warrior, a stone comes out of their heart. It’s a shame that you can’t get the Grandmaster’s Stone, but given the circumstances, there’s nothing you can do. Even if you don’t have the Grandmaster’s Stone, you still have a lot of Orc Warrior’s Stones, so there’s nothing to regret.

It seems like I’ll be acquiring quite a few more rocks in the future.

[Okay. Then I’ll go.]

“Thank you, Urdis.”

After sending Urdisa away, Ronobe called Karancal.

[Kyaa! Why did you call me so late!]

As soon as Karankar was called, Ronobe taunted him. He thought about it, and it had been quite a while since he had called him. It would have been different if the other gods had not called him as well, but that was not the case, so he felt sorry for no reason.

“You said your current life was busy.”

[Present life? What is present life?]

“It’s just that real life has been busy.”

[But why are you speaking formally? Kyaak!]

“Ah, it’s been so long since I’ve seen you that I can’t help but stop.”

Unlike other gods, Karankal is a savage.

Since it’s been so long since I’ve called you, I found myself using formal language without realizing it.

[Yeah. What are you doing these days?]

“It’s in the North.”

Ronobe told him how he came to the North and what happened in the capital.

‘Once the work in the north is over, I’ll have to gather the gods together and put on a puppet show.’

It was also a task to tell each and every one of them. It would be good to gather everyone together and hold another doll festival.

A bond with the gods.

It would not only help you, but it would also win their hearts. And since there are two new gods, it would be a good opportunity.

[Northern… Orcs. Are they still alive? Those idiots who only know how to fight.]

“Do you know Karankardo Orc?”

[We had a connection before. I blew up the place they lived because they were annoying me. Yay!]

As expected, he is a fearsome demon lord.

“I already have a headache because of the orcs. I think the north is completely ruined. That’s why I came to look for the barbarian.”

[Barbarian?]

I have a familiar face.

“know?”

[I know. They are descendants of giants.]

“Descendants of giants?”

[They are the weakest of the descendants of giants.]

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