Offer a Tribute and Become an Archmage - Chapter 235
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Episode 235.
A room near Lord Enhyde’s castle.
Ronobe savored the tea served by her maid and enjoyed the leisurely pace of the North.
“Excellent. Your fame will spread even further in the North. The northerners will feel the warmth and call out your name, and they will feel the miracle of your wounds being healed and praise you as a god.”
Ronobe is the hero of the North.
He is called the one who brought down the snow mountain and is treated as a state guest. The accommodation he stays in is also an entire mansion, so he has a butler and maids, but the maid he is with right now is a bit different.
Long, thin black hair.
A face with a slightly decadent look.
She was a maid with exceptionally slender legs.
If we were to describe the outfit worn by maids in this era, it would be a gorgeous and sexy outfit of a black one-piece dress with a white apron, but Ronobe boldly and innovatively reduced the length of the skirt to just below the ankles.
That’s why the maid’s curves are so…
“Uh, uh-huh. Is that so?”
“Of course. The master of the North knows this, and that’s why he’s trying to capture you by any means necessary. Even though you’re the master of a worthless land. Huh.”
It was never something a northern maid would say. That statement told her she wasn’t a northerner, and that was only natural, since she wasn’t a northerner or a Bright Kingdomer.
“No matter what, you are one of the two black knights in the kingdom, so shouldn’t you be careful with your words?”
“I’m sorry. How dare I be so rude! I will gladly accept any punishment! Please punish me!”
The maid took off her clothes and brought a horse whip she had brought from somewhere.
“Federica. Where did you get this? Was it hanging from your thigh?”
“I wear it on my garter belt.”
Yes, that’s right.
The maid’s true identity is Federica.
It was the wizard of the empire, Federica.
‘Isn’t the effect too good? I’m so scared…’
Ronobe thought a lot about what to do with Federica, who had been made into a dreaming gochi. Then he realized that she needed a maid, so he whispered to her every morning and evening to become a maid!
A beautiful, classic maid who is loyal, obedient, and loving to her master!
‘I was told that my dream was to forget all my memories and become a maid, and to live for my master…’
I had hoped for it, but it was actually scary to see it like that. There were a lot of experimental parts, so if it didn’t work out, I was going to just throw them in the northern prison and leave, but it turned out better than I expected.
How scary. Dreaming Gochi! How scary! Even the wizard is being used as a maid! I felt a sense of pride and fear at the same time.
‘This is what awe is all about.’
It was a little different, but similar.
Perhaps because her body didn’t change, Federica surprisingly woke up in Kochi after only a month and lost all her memories. She then became a maid and lived a life of service to her master.
‘Medetasi, medetasi.’
From Ronobe’s perspective, it could be seen as a good thing. It would have been difficult for him to wake up again and cause trouble.
“Master, punish me!”
“No… I keep telling you not to take your clothes off.”
It was a problem because whenever he got a chance, he would take off all his clothes and beg for punishment and swear at the plaster cast on him. Could it be called excessive loyalty?
It was pretty good for eye candy.
“A woman doesn’t take off her clothes like that. Put them back on.”
“But there is still punishment…”
“Not punishing is punishment.”
“that…”
Ronobe felt responsible. At first, Federica acted like that, so I got excited and unconsciously slapped her on the butt, but since then, it’s gotten more and more excessive. She keeps asking me to do strange things she learned from the northern women, and it was fun at first, but since she did that all the time, I gradually got tired of it.
I even got caught by Benny once.
Although he didn’t say anything in particular, Benny avoided talking to him for about a day. That gave Ronobe quite a sense of crisis, and he was holding back now.
‘My marriage could fall apart.’
Didn’t they originally say that men should be careful of three ends?
The tip of your finger, the tip of your tongue, the tip of your dick.
I felt it desperately once again.
‘Other than that, he’s competent.’
Federica had a history as a wizard, so even though she lost her memory, she was still smart and intelligent. Of course, her thoughts were a bit biased towards the negative, but it wasn’t a big problem.
“By the way, Federica. How are they? Has anything changed?”
“Are you talking about those damned slads and panirgs?”
“Uh, uh…”
Federica got dressed slowly.
Ronobe pretended not to notice, glanced around, and coughed when his eyes met Federica’s. Federica secretly enjoyed that gaze and answered Ronobe’s question.
“The master said that it would be better to use them with a generous heart, but I am skeptical.”
Slad and Panirg.
They are knights and wizards of the empire.
I was subdued by Ronobe and held hostage in the hopes of extracting information about the Empire, but I didn’t get any information of any note.
There’s nothing I can do since I don’t know anything in the first place.
“They are naturally disloyal and like stray dogs, so it seems better to just execute them.”
“okay?”
“I heard that although they are capable, they are not completely loyal to the empire and act as mercenaries.”
“Slade was close to white. Was he a mercenary?”
“Yes. There are many knights of the same level as Slad in the Empire.”
“I see. Well, it is an empire.”
It is an empire with a land and population dozens of times larger than the kingdom. Whiteness may be rare in the kingdom, but it may not be in the empire. This is the part where you realize the scale of the scale once again.
“I cannot have people with thoughts that are even slightly against the master.”
“I see.”
“They are the kind of people who would abandon their master and run away if there was even the slightest danger to their own safety.”
“hmm.”
They were originally imperial people.
It may be difficult to ask for loyalty.
It’s not a bad thing that they’re not loyal to the empire, but it also means that they have no loyalty or affection.
It is right to look at a person’s character rather than their abilities. You never know when or where you might get stabbed in the back.
“How about turning them into gochi? With your power, you might be able to fix their innate temperament.”
“hmm…”
Surely that could be possible.
You can tell by looking at Federica.
I’ve heard stories about Federica from them, but she’s not someone who’s lived a life of loyalty to anyone. She’s someone who’s gone through many hardships since she was young, trying to learn magic in the body of a woman.
Slad and Panirg said that although she had several teachers, she was someone she could not trust because they were all determined to rape her or make her a sacrifice to their magic.
The fact that the witch of such a fall is now Ronobe’s dedicated maid and cries out for special loyalty shows how much deceptive power the dreaming gochi possesses.
‘still…’
For some reason, Ronobe did not want to abuse this power. He thought it was false loyalty. Federica’s loyalty was a kind of brainwashing that was forced upon her.
Ronobe has no desire to become the leader of a cult of brainwashing. Isn’t sincere loyalty the virtue of a monarch? Even now, I think that Federica might recall her past memories and stab me in the side at any moment. I keep her by my side, but even now, I have a strong sense of wariness toward her.
But there is one reason why I keep it by my side.
‘Time cannot lie.’
To spend time together and build a bond that will ensure she remains loyal to him even when she truly regains her memories.
As you live together, you will naturally become attached to the spider webs that form in the corners of your room. While waiting for the day when he would truly receive her loyalty, Ronobe poured out his affection for Federica.
“Are you ready? Is there anything missing?”
“Sir Liam and Sir Nas are doing a great job. I will make sure that you do not have to worry, Master.”
“Yeah, yeah.”
Other than that, Federica was a pretty capable maid. She was quick and perceptive, reducing the amount of work that Ronobé had to worry about.
He was exactly the kind of subordinate he had hoped for.
“Come to think of it, Hathar requested an audience with you today.”
“Hatar?”
“Yes. If you are tired, I will send you back.”
“No. It’s time we started talking.”
The Barbarian clan followed Ronobe since the fall of the snow-capped mountains and achieved great feats on the battlefield.
Although the North is providing them with some compensation and treatment, that is probably not what they really want.
“Let me in.”
“All right.”
After a while.
Hathar broke the door and came in.
“Why are you breaking the door down and coming in?”
“Weak. The door.”
“Don’t speak to the master in an insolent tone. Before I kill you.”
“Ankaljigun.”
Hathar clenched his fist.
It looks like he’s about to hit. As expected of a barbarian. Whether it’s a man or a woman, he clenches his fist first, which is very barbaric.
“So. Why did you ask to see me?”
Before things got any worse, Ronobe called Hata and sat her down on the sofa. Hata sat on the sofa, enjoying the softness, and then said.
“A barbarian needs a place to live.”
“You can live anywhere in the North.”
They originally lived in the snowy mountains of the north.
The reason is not only because of Conan’s axe, but also because the mountain itself was made of the bones of their ancestors, the giants. However, the giants’ mountain has now disappeared, and they have lost their nest.
The reason Hathar, the leader of the Barbarians, came to Ronobe is as follows.
“Talik said, “The little bird. It will cause a storm. We must live in the storm.”
“Is this a will?”
“Yes.”
Talic’s will.
Hathar wants to protect this.
‘In the storm.’
It means that he wants to live in Ronobe’s territory.
On the one hand, I was happy, but they were a group of people who could be problematic. They were the kind of guys who would pick fights and steal women whenever they got the chance.
I didn’t really want to take them to Hopper because they would definitely cause a lot of trouble. Their fighting power is definitely worth praising, but they are also people who could interfere with the management of the territory.
‘The Barbarian is an uncontrollable wild horse.’
I didn’t know what kind of trolling they would do. Even if it was the North, the land where Ronobe was was a place where nobles came and went. If I got involved with them by mistake, it would definitely cause big trouble.
‘It might give you an excuse.’
Because the barbarians do not know the aristocratic society. The kingdom is on the verge of a battle for succession.
I didn’t know what kind of trickery would come up.
“Master, if we keep them on the outskirts, it will be good for countering bandits and monsters.”
“That’s true. But if you mess with the nobles by mistake, it’ll be a headache. There’ll be war.”
“It doesn’t matter, right?”
“What are you talking about?”
“Their level is that each and every one of them is a warrior on par with the Red or White. They will take care of most things among themselves, and even if something goes wrong, you don’t have to take responsibility, Master. You can just say it was the work of some unknown bandit.”
He said that if you cause trouble, you should just pretend not to know. It was an extremely practical story, but Ronobe shook his head.
“We fought together as comrades. That can’t be.”
We have been through thick and thin together in the North, and have fought wars together. I don’t know about other people, but I have feelings for them, so I can’t do that.
‘We need to reduce the savagery.’
The effective part is to confine them to a village and help them develop social skills.
It may take a long time, but it is inevitable. It is right to be prepared to do that in order to embrace them.
“Barbarians are descendants of wise giants. We don’t cause trouble.”
“You kept causing it.”
“That’s not the problem. The real problem is those who don’t know what the problem is until their brains are split open.”
“hmm.”
I know what you mean.
Hathar was talking about the corruption that the North had.
‘The place where Federica surprised the Count was the lord’s castle.’
He must have been referring to the traitor in the North who had informed her of her ill condition. It was only natural. If there had been no traitor, Federica would not have known exactly what her condition and location were.
“We won’t do it. It’s a betrayal.”
“yes.”
I don’t know about other people, but I don’t think the Barbarians would betray Ronobe.
“Okay, I understand. How’s Conan’s axe? Is it fixed?”
“Good skill. Northern blacksmith. Fixed it. Axe. Don’t worry.”
“Okay. Then… you guys, get ready to leave too. It’s almost time to leave.”
“i get it.”
After sending Hatar away, Ronobé called Peter.
“Peter. I heard the story. I was so out of it that I didn’t pay attention.”
Peter made a sign and said.
“No, Master.”
Ronobe nodded.
“Since when has it been like this?”
“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you in advance. It was my greed.”
“I’m not scolding you.”
Peter was speaking surprisingly.
During the Battle of Seolsan, Liam and several other soldiers heard Peter’s voice.
At the time, it was so urgent that I forgot about it, but when the war ended, Liam carefully brought it up.
It was something that even Ronobe was shocked by.
“Actually, ever since I sent you the sound waves, I wondered if it might be possible.”
But it was so uncertain and I didn’t even say anything because it would be burdensome. Judging from Peter’s actions, he was smart and it didn’t seem like there was a problem with his brain or his tongue that prevented him from speaking.
This seemed more likely to be related to the vocal cords, as Peter was aware of this and was able to use sound waves to speak.
Peter was originally a guy with incredibly detailed control over his magic. So I never thought he would actually be able to do it. Ronob was also very surprised.
“It didn’t work out from the beginning.”
The sound wave is a magic that has a structure where sound flows like waves. It is converted into language with a feeling similar to pronunciation by putting it in the throat. Although it may seem possible in theory, it is possible because of constant effort and persistence.
‘It’s definitely not my original voice. It feels like an artificial voice.’
But still, words are words.
Ronobe blessed the path of his disciple who was born that way and changed his own destiny.
“Congratulations. This is truly something to celebrate.”
“thank you…”
Peter bit his lip.
But even so, tears welled up in his eyes, turning red and dripping like chicken poop.
“I will live my whole life repaying you. My whole life…! My whole life!”
“… You changed your own fate. Ordinary people don’t realize it when they are given good luck and only look at their own misfortune. You changed yourself. So… since you changed your fate, live it for yourself.”
Ronobe thought of his older brother for the first time in a long time.
‘If Dive had changed his fate like Peter, he would be alive now.’
It’s bitter.
But I couldn’t show it.
“Peter, what is the price of the sound waves?”
“Beautiful sounds. The sound of bells, songs, the melody of birds chirping. I collect all of these and use them on this horn.”
A horn that calls birds.
That is the form of the grimoire that the Sound Wave possesses. The earth skin that Peter possesses. The price of the leather soaked in the earth seems to be unknown yet, but the Sound Wave clearly has a price.
It was a very easy price to obtain. However, since you have to pay a price every time you speak, there must be some burden.
“Then I guess it would be better to raise a bird.”
“I was going to do that too… but Lirun said it wasn’t necessary.”
“Rilun?”
“Yes. I save Lirun’s singing every day.”
“Is Lirun good at singing?”
“Yes! You are really good at it.”
That’s something I didn’t know.
Ronnobe thought for a moment, then called Federica and asked her to bring him something.
“It’s in the North. Do you know?”
“I don’t know…”
If we talk about musical instruments of this era, it is common to carry around a harp or a lyre. Stringed instruments are rare, but strangely enough, these were found in the North.
“It’s called a violin. It was locked in Enhide’s safe.”
The Enhide family’s vault contained many treasures, and surprisingly enough, a violin. It seemed to have come from the Empire or the Republic, but Ronobe had brought it incongruously.
“It’s been a while, so I’m not sure if this will work out. Just listen for now.”
Ronobe played classical music skillfully, holding the violin on his chin and holding the bow. The beautiful performance unique to the violin unfolds at his fingertips.
It was amazing.
It was so delicate and pleasant to listen to, considering that it was a rhyme meant to be sung by an uncivilized country bumpkin.
Ronobe continued his performance from simple classical pieces to pieces familiar to modern people that come to mind occasionally, and finally showed off his technique with considerable difficulty. At first glance, he seemed like someone who had been playing the violin for several years. Federica and Peter were both astonished by his fantastic performance.
“Well, it’s something like this. You’ll get the feel for it after you try it a few times.”
Ronobé handed the violin over to Peter without any hesitation.
“When did you get something like this…”
“Well, I had the chance before.”
Peter had been a disciple of Ronnobe and had heard many stories from him.
A man born to a rural serf, who spent his days doing farm work until he discovered magic and rose to the position of baron.
And in the meantime, he even played the violin at this level.
‘As expected, a genius.’
Peter couldn’t help but feel once again the genius of his master.
‘It’s difficult because it’s been a long time since I’ve done it.’
Of course, Ronobe only briefly showed what he had learned in his previous life.
I had the opportunity to learn the violin when I was in elementary school, and I studied for a few years at the urging of my parents. I didn’t have any particular talent, but as I learned, I was able to play a few classical pieces.
“If you can play it, you can reduce the fatigue of seeking out magic masters. It’s quite precious, so handle it carefully.”
“yes!”
Ronobé snickered as he saw Peter holding the violin in his arms.
“Federica. Jokes with Lirun.”
“yes.”
Peter left and Lirun and Jock came.
Ronobe looked at the two and took out a rusty bread knife from his bosom.
“It’s a grimoire!”
Lirun shouted.
“That’s right. It’s a grimoire. They say it’s the water that makes green algae. It’s not drinkable water and isn’t very useful, so it was locked away in Enhide’s vault. They say that grimoires that can be used as drinking water are rare.”
In the first place, it is said that there is no shortage of drinking water in the north because there is snow. Since it snows often, you can just boil the snow. Furthermore, since no one wants to drink green water, this grimoire was neglected, but Ronobe accepted it.
It is not because he needs it himself, but because it seems useful to his disciples.
“Who wants to have it?”
Even if it is green water, it is precious to create water. Ronobe gave Rirun and Joke a choice. It is not drinkable by humans, but it is suitable for magical use. It was a grimoire that would be very helpful to both Rirun, who deals with plants, and Joke, who deals with cement.
Lirun didn’t react at all, and Joke kept checking her expression.
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