Only I Am Immune to Magic - Only I Am Immune to Magic chapter 127

Episode 127. It’s kind of like a talisman

Since ancient times, high elves have regarded dark elves as unclean beings who should not even talk to them.

It was like that during the time of being ruled by Azazel, and it was still like that after being freed from the rule.

Growing their hatred after the Great War, they insisted on annihilating the evil Dark Elves.

However, since the Dark Elves helped the allied forces to win, some heroes objected, and eventually chose to imprison them instead of annihilate them.

“They first appeared about a month ago.”

As if recalling the image of a high elf, Raven gritted her teeth and began to explain.

A month ago, several high elves appeared in the quiet southern area of Death Landing.

When the dark clouds disappeared from the sky of Death Landing, which had been dark for a thousand years, they felt strange and came up north to scout.

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The Dark Elf, who was scouting alone at the time, found them first and immediately ran away, but the High Elf who discovered him belatedly chased after him and showered him with arrows.

Arriving at the post with arrows stuck in his body, he lost his life right after reporting the reconnaissance.

“Two weeks after that, the army invaded the Shadow Forest. It was a large army of tens of thousands of people.”

Raven’s face hardened again.

Armed with high-level magic tools, the High Elves were far more powerful than expected.

The arrows snaked through the dense trees, penetrating their targets, and the shoes made the wearer’s movement many times faster.

The armor had a long-range protection magic on it, so it deflected all projectiles flying faster than a certain speed.

“These are the things they used.”

Raven opened the backpack and poured out everything inside.

Shoes enchanted with haste, arrows enchanted with chasers, armor enchanted with Protect from Normal Missiles, and more.

All of them were expensive weapons that could not be mass-produced in large quantities.

“Number of heads, weapons, time. Neither of them had an advantage. It’s a shame, but we lost our hometown in two weeks. In just 2 weeks… … .”

Raven couldn’t finish his words and bit his lip until it bled.

The shattering gates, the screams of his people, and his own cry for retreat were still visible before his eyes.

“Your master treated you so hard, but why are you bleeding again?”

Raast, who was standing next to him, abruptly held out his hand.

In her calloused hand was a handkerchief embroidered with pretty flowers.

“You’re carrying something that doesn’t suit you. Not required.”

“My younger sister gave me a gift so that I wouldn’t die. It’s kind of like a talisman.”

“… … thanks.”

Raven, frowning at the handkerchief, snatched it up at the next words.

“How many guys have worn these?”

Aaron, who was rummaging through things, asked.

Raven replied immediately as if he had nothing to think about.

“entire.”

“entire?”

“okay. From the commander-in-chief to the lower ranks, everyone was wearing something like this. Even if the number of these weapons was a little less, the castle would not have been taken away in two weeks.”

“… … hmm.”

Aaron drooled with a puzzled face.

No matter how many magical weapons produced by Navik, it was not enough to arm all tens of thousands of soldiers.

This meant that they used all the weapons they had recently produced in Navik, as well as the weapons they had originally stocked up on.

‘No matter how much these guys hate Dark Elves, it’s not like they’d pour everything into it.’

In the game, the High Elves do not show any reaction when the Shadow Forest is liberated.

At most, they openly despise or ignore the Dark Elves when they encounter them, but seeing that they poured everything into raiding the Black Citadel, it seemed that there was a different reason.

“Didn’t they feel like Magi? Like a mark on the nape of your neck.”

“It wasn’t that I was attacked by demons. I didn’t feel anything like Magi, and my body was clean. But he acted incomprehensibly.”

“What action?”

“He showed a maniacal obsession with securing the water of life. We secured the number of lives even though we could have captured the castle enough if we attacked step by step from other places. while taking enormous losses.”

“Are you aiming for the water of life? why?”

“I don’t know.”

Raven shook her head.

The High Elf army hadn’t moved out of the Black Citadel since it had been occupied.

It was clear that the goal was to secure the number of lives rather than killing the Dark Elves.

‘Why do those who have the world capital have the number of lives… … .’

Aaron, who was worried while stroking his chin, hesitated.

Among Raven’s spilled objects, he saw something that didn’t match at all.

“… … What is it?”

Rhaast frowned.

A necklace made of large fangs the size of a child’s forearm woven together.

Aaron picked out one of the fangs and examined it closely.

As if it had just been pulled out, there was still blood at the root of the tooth.

After fiddling with his fangs for a while, he muttered with an empty laugh.

“Orc teeth.”

* * *

In most games, orcs are treated as junk mobs that can be beaten when they pop up on the road, but it wasn’t a bug.

In Buffett, Orcs are an intelligent body that is clearly treated as one race, and even during the Great War in the past, they stood shoulder to shoulder with the allied forces and made a revolutionary contribution to subjugation of the demons.

They were naturally strong and did not differentiate between civilians and soldiers.

Even the most low-end soldiers had high combat power to deal with apprentice knights alone, and some highly intelligent orcs were trained as shamans called shamans, instilling greater fear in the enemy army.

Orcs in the southern wastelands and high elves in the Great Forest.

The two had a long-standing relationship.

Orcs had to carve out the forest to live, and elves had to protect the forest to live, so a clash between the two was inevitable.

After the Great War, there are no major fights between the two races except for small skirmishes, but things change once the game starts and reaches the middle.

The orcs, who could not stand the destitute life in the wasteland, finally declared an all-out war against the high elves.

“… … So you mean the orcs raised an army and attacked the high elves?”

After hearing the story, Raven asked with a puzzled face.

Aaron nodded.

“I guess yes.”

“Then why did so many high elves raid the Shadow Forest? And while consuming all of the forest’s magic weapons.”

If Aaron’s guess was correct, it was normal to block the Orcs from attacking the Shadow Forest with the power to attack.

However, instead of protecting the Great Forest, the High Elves raided the Shadow Forest across Death Landing, which took days to travel.

It was an act that was incomprehensible by any means.

“They said they were aiming for the Shadow Forest’s life water.”

Aaron pulled out a long twig that he always carried in his bosom.

Along with Azazel’s horn, it was a branch of the Tree of Life in the Shadow Forest that I had taken as evidence.

Raven saw it and nodded.

“It did.”

“It’s probably something like that to cure the world tree.”

“… … what?”

“The Orcs pushed into the heart of the Great Forest and had no choice but to use the power of the World Tree. That’s why I aimed for the Tree of Life to fix the damaged World Tree.”

The only way to restore the damaged World Tree is to sacrifice its descendant, the Tree of Life.

If Aaron’s assumptions above were correct, it was understandable that the high elf behaved like that.

“Isn’t it absurd to say that the Orcs gathered an army?”

Barres, who had been listening quietly from the side, suddenly interrupted.

Orcs are divided into hundreds of tribes, and each tribe has different customs and culture, making it impossible to unite as one.

Even if there is a little friction between the tribes, they are a tribe that fights with life and death.

Aaron’s conjecture is wrong from the premise.

“okay. It’s normal to not be able to speak. If it makes sense, a catastrophe like this will happen.”

Aaron smiled bitterly and waved the branches of the water of life from side to side.

The light of life flowing from the branches was noticeably dimmer than at first.

“Are you sure your guess is correct?”

“About half.”

Raven asked, and Aaron nodded.

“It looks like I won’t be able to keep my promise to the pope.”

* * *

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Afternoon when the sun rises in the middle of the sky.

With the grand sound of the trumpet announcing the start of the holy war, the large army of Zeros left the city.

“Destination has been changed. The changed destination is Southern Great Forest. Please spread it to each unit commander.”

Aaron said a few hours after leaving the city.

Landis, who was riding next to him, glanced at him, wondering if he had heard it wrong.

“You’re going to the Great Forest? Are you serious?”

The route decided at the original meeting was to go to the Black Citadel of the Shadow Forest, join the Dark Elves, and head to Navik, the final destination.

But to go to the Great Forest, not the Shadow Forest or Navik.

Even if this went wrong with the original destination, it went too far.

“yes. I am serious.”

“Isn’t this different from what I promised with the Holy Father? You know for sure how the high elves will react if you go to the Great Grove.”

The High Elves will immediately execute anyone who enters the Great Forest without permission, regardless of the reason.

The order Aaron had just given was tantamount to an all-out war with them.

“We are not going to fight the high elves. Rather, I am going to rescue them.”

Aaron said that and gestured to Raast, who was following him.

“Let me explain. Cardinal Eminence.”

Rhaast came over to Landis and gave a brief summary of what had happened before departure.

Landis listened to the words with a serious face, and asked questioningly as soon as the explanation was over.

“Why do you tell me this only after you leave?”

“Because if I let you know before departure, it would be too late. If we want to re-establish the plan, we will have a meeting, spread it to the commanders, wait until all troops know, then report to the Holy Father, and then the Pope will be furious saying that the contents of the contract are different… If we wait for that, both high elves and dark elves will go extinct.”

“… … .”

Landis was speechless at the sound of Aaron’s voice that burst out like a rapid-fire cannon.

I wanted to refute something, but I couldn’t come up with anything to refute.

“And now we are going to do the real crusade. You don’t have to worry about hating the goddess.”

“Are there any renegades among the high elves?”

“no. Among those who attacked them is a defector.”

“You mean an orc?”

“yes.”

“… … How can you be sure of such a dangerous speculation?”

Landis stuck out his tongue at Aaron’s unwavering reply.

His hypothesis was solid enough to be understood by anyone, but there was no guarantee that it would become a reality.

If he is wrong, the tens of thousands of troops that follow will be attacked by angry elves and suffer.

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As Aaron delivered the order and time passed, a muffled sound came from behind.

Everyone seemed to be taken aback when they heard that the destination had been changed to Great Forest.

It was natural.

There is some knowledge about the Shadow Forest and Death Landing because the Church has been investigating them for a long time, but little is known about the Great Forest except for the shallow information in the books.

“Let’s take a rest and go.”

Aaron flinched at Landis’ question and waved his hand behind him.

“short break.”

“short break!”

“short break!”

The holy army walking along the highway stopped in perfect order at the commander’s command.

“Gaos. Give me some parchment and a quill.”

“What are you going to do?”

Gaos obediently handed over his belongings even though he expressed doubts about Aaron’s request.

“Give me some more parchment. About ten.”

“What are you trying to do?”

Gaos frowned and handed over the entire parchment bag.

“Studying pictures.”

Aaron gave a rough answer, then put the parchment on the wooden plank he had taken out of his bag and started drawing.

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