Tale of the Fake Hero - Chapter 228



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Season 3: Episode 36

Your scent, first appearance (2)

In later years, it became quite common (and even tiresome) to see the spectacle of payqueriers gathering, but back in 1671 it was the first time it had happened, and it was a sensation that was called ‘breathtaking’.

Mom, I came this far… … .

To the place I longed for as a child… … .

I wanted to say thank you. To the teacher who took me in when I was nothing, and to all the people I met along the way to here.

‘To the providence of creation that permitted all of this.’

The Master was the greatest man in Camilla’s world, but his place at the April gathering was not the highest.

To be exact, the 7th seat.

It was the seat opposite Floret Alter Tasalfo, the 8th seat, and strictly speaking, it could be said to be between the upper and lower seats.

“Hehehe, you came, Camilla.”

I was nervous about smelling the air for the first time, but seeing a friendly face made me feel a little better.

Sharon, my lifelong friend… … .

The friend I met again after two months had a similar appearance and dignity to Camilla.

The Black Rose Regiment is a cuirassier cavalry unit.

As expected of those who inherited the position of the Knights, her armor was extremely elegant. As the princess of the Dunos royal family, she looked even more splendid than others.

The color of the uniform worn over it was black, and the roses elegantly embroidered on the front and back were an even darker black.

“Hey, why do you always talk down to me whenever we meet? You’re on the same level as me.”

“Hehehe.”

Even while joking around with his friends, he seemed to be cowering somewhere.

It doesn’t work… … .

Why are you shrinking, I am also a disciple of Payquerier.

‘But it can’t be helped.’

Where on earth should I put my eyes?

Aren’t more than half of the warriors who protect the present human society (in short, those who frequently appear in the newspapers) sitting together at one table?

This is a sight you wouldn’t see even if you paid a million dollars.

“Are you here, senior?”

The heroine bowing down to Vinessa Alter Renault was the third seat, Mate Alter Volvier.

He was characterized by wearing safety glasses with corrective prescriptions, but unlike other pay queriers, he had no distinctive features in his appearance. In short, he had an honest appearance and an impressive appearance.

Mate is the representative of the Holy Sword Volvier, and has the Air Force’s Flying Strike Corps under his command.

“Can’t you tell just by looking at it?”

Vinessa answered shortly.

The sincere-looking mate kept bowing his head with an expression that seemed so honored by even that answer that he didn’t know what to do.

To understand why, we must first note that Vinessa was the oldest payqueur and the oldest at 44 years old in 1671.

The difference in rank between the third and fourth place is only two, but the age difference is a whopping thirteen years.

This suggests an interesting fact: since Mate’s days as a young disciple, Vinessa has been at the top of the payquery hierarchy.

Vinessa sat opposite the Supreme Field Commander, the Marshal. Eshir whispered as he passed Mate.

“Kishien asked me to say hello. He said he was doing well.”

Kishien was an elite who entered the at the beginning of this year when he turned sixteen as Mate’s disciple.

“I see. Thanks for telling me.”

The girl sitting across from Mate had hair as short as any man, no, shorter than any man.

“Oh, Lamine! It’s been a while! Seeing you again makes me feel like the passion in my heart that had been cooling down is burning brightly again!”

Fifth seat, Jacquard Alter Touel.

He was a trainee of the Fire Mirror Sword Wave from the age of 6 to 8, and was then chosen as a disciple of Payquerier.

It is characterized by mixing the flames of the Hwagyeong Sword Wave with the Gwangnyeong Chui Technique, the exclusive sword technique of the great hammer-shaped holy sword To-el.

With her eyes burning with passion for life, she commands the Independent Armored Forces’ Fierce Advance Corps.

Her hair was in a flaming, curly shape, but she said that it had lost some of its strength after being bleached.

‘I wonder if Olier will feel like that later?’

It was funny to imagine that guy and Sharon, the three of us, sitting here with gray hairs. Sharon, on the other side, was laughing as if she had imagined something similar.

‘But my disciple is a complete opposite.’

He was fifteen years old this year, and he stood behind his teacher with a pale face, whether he was scared or unenthusiastic.

“Huh, why are there so many little kids here? If someone saw this, they’d think it was a daycare center, not the command center.”

The great man who had been ticking like that was a little girl, smaller than any of the payqueers here, except for his disciples.

12th stone, Mozna Alter Solang.

The youngest Payquerier, who graduated from last year and is 20 years old this year. He is the successor to the longsword-type holy sword, Solang, and Solang is the sister sword of Tasalpo.

“What are you talking about, that bastard? Has he been drinking since broad daylight?”

The interesting part is that although Tasalpo and Solang are twin holy swords, they are used in completely different ways.

Unlike the Geukju sword technique, which is a sword technique based on three swords, Solang used the Banghwan sword technique, which uses a sword and a shield.

It is said that the original sword, Rebelden, freely controlled the two powers of Tasalpo’s ‘extreme destruction’ and Solang’s ‘wavelength conversion’.

“Ah, aah, no, Senior Floret! I was trying to show off in front of my future juniors, but if you do this, what will happen to my dignity as a senior?”

“You’re only twenty, so what’s with the dignity? You should be competing with my student to see who’s cuter.”

Something… I thought it would be an extremely formal and stiff gathering since it was a gathering of warriors, but the scenery that day even felt affectionate.

The reason for this is something I gradually came to know as I progressed through the process of becoming a warrior.

They are a gathering of companions in a mission, and as they have grown up together since they were disciples, they think of each other as family.

“Seeing your hearts filled with joy, a warm light also dwells in my soul.”

In the future, in the distant future, when I recall the scenery of that day, that voice is the first thing that comes to mind.

Light, yes, the sound of light… … .

If sunlight could take human form, wouldn’t it be like that? If sunlight could speak and laugh like a human, wouldn’t it be like that?

Setsunen of the thunder sound.

One of the three miracles that Yong Hyun Rain Ludwig left on this earth.

The miracle I first encountered then was, under the old hat… … If the sun were to smile, it would definitely feel like this… … It was smiling brightly.

“I am extremely sorry that I was unable to mediate the disturbance of the subordinates before Your Majesty arrived.”

Even that Vinessa stood up and paid homage, so what would have been the reaction of the payqueriers below her?

But that’s just… … .

Rather than a picture of submission to a strict father, it seemed like a form of filial piety often shown to a respected mother.

“It is done. Isn’t it a joyful noise? The sound of your laughter is my blessing.”

Setsunen’s pupils were strangely cross-shaped. He thought that the shape of his pupils resembled a cross. Then Noehyang laughed.

“You have the same thoughts as your teacher when he was young.”

“yes yes?”

“The purity of the soul is beautiful. The light within resembles the Master.”

As Nohyang gently stroked my head, I felt like my soul was going blank.

No, that expression is wrong.

How should I put this?

Should I say that it is a similar feeling to falling asleep on a field with the pleasant sunlight shining down on a spring day?

“Auntie, how have you been?”

“Yes, my dear daughter.”

The commander, Lessard, who had performed the Brain Fragrance Setsunen, sat at the head seat opposite Binessa.

Although Lessard was one of the three generals in charge of defending the southwestern part of the Adrion continent, his authority seemed to be fading in the face of Noehyang.

The one sitting at the top of the table, on the other side of the table, was naturally the brainy Setsunen. Only after Setsunen sat down did everyone else take their seats.

‘Am I really allowed to be here?’

Only one officer from the corps was permitted to attend the muster.

Of course, standing behind the pay querier. In other words, the only ones standing behind the master were Camilla and Delfred. Johan could not come.

When we came here, Asher explained it like this.

– The disciple of the pay querier accompanies his master even at military meetings. This is a measure to ensure that he can fill in the vacancy immediately and still carry out practical work when necessary.

From that day on, Camilla naturally attended most of the meetings and was able to meet other payqueriers and their disciples.

“There is good news and sad news. Let me start with the good news. Mir has returned to the World Tree on the Idea Peninsula to access the ‘Pure White Dream.’”

The payqueriers each showed signs of welcoming us.

‘The Pure White Dream’ is a place of foreknowledge.

In that dream, Cheongseong Mirngardia saw world lines branching out into hundreds and thousands of branches and the world points where those lines intersect, and from that, he glimpsed the future and prepared for all kinds of disasters.

The teacher seemed pleased too.

Perhaps because the Three Young Dragons had raised him like their own child since he was young, Cheongseong couldn’t help but be happy to get some rest, even if it was just for a little while.

“But why? Is it already time for you to access the World Tree?”

Mozuna Alter Solang asked.

Aydin, the red priest standing to the left rear of Vinessa, answered.

“The movements of the Demon Tribe are unusual. His Majesty the King has confirmed that the Rocktrigue Clan, the leader of the High Kun Tark, is moving north toward the Segebon coast. He has gone to confirm the truth of this.”

“Rocktrigue?”

“They’re moving again?”

Camilla saw the cold flames rising silently, as if in anger at the Master’s magic.

The combined forces of Rocktrigue and the Demons led by Bagkar Logkus were annihilated in the Battle of .

It’s been ten years since then, and they’re back?

“Ten years is more than enough time for Bagkar’s children to end their power struggle and take their place in the hierarchy.”

“How strong is the High Kun Tark leader?”

It was a question from Floret, who had only been carrying out security missions on the continent of Acrad. Aydin answered.

“There is an overwhelming difference in power between High Kun Tark and High Tark. High Tark is constantly changing with the activities of the Payquerier Corps, but High Kun Tark is unchanging.”

The 12th stone, Mozna said.

“That must be because you haven’t met me.”

“Haha! Mozuna! What a passionate statement! The fire in my heart is burning as well!”

“What we need to be careful of is not just their power. If the number one Locktrigue comes to the forefront, will those below them stay still? The situation of the war will change.”

As Vinessa shook her head with a sigh, Mozuna glanced at her and nodded.

“I’m sorry, senior.”

Aydin became the subject of explanation again.

“In addition, we must also consider that His Majesty the King will be vacant for at least another year.”

Aydin was the best among mankind when it came to reading the current situation of the Demon Tribe and understanding its true state.

No one knew why.

All I know is that even Cheongseong Mirngardia would be the first to relay any new information he had received and ask for his opinion.

“The strange thing is that the second-ranked Kiral and the third-ranked Nuwigin disappeared into the volcanic ash. However, their whereabouts have not been confirmed anywhere along the coastal area. His Majesty the Qing Dynasty sees this as a sign of a great migration.”

After hearing Aydin’s further explanation, the payqueries began to show their discomfort one by one. Noehyang nodded.

“Yes, you and I will have to work together to fill that void.”

“Oh, it’s already burning!”

“The sad news is that even after Mir was vacated, the waves of evil grew stronger. No, after Mir left, the currents suddenly became more intense. The three armies and six formations were put in danger by the sudden attacks of Uruk and Naga.”

“It’s just an ordinary day, Your Majesty.”

Vinesa said.

General Lessard opened his mouth.

“A large-scale offensive by the Demon Tribe has been detected and is currently approaching each strategic point in the Ilga Archipelago.”

“You don’t give me any time to rest.”

“We have decided to deploy the Payquerier Corps to key locations on the archipelago to respond, excluding the assault corps for air support.”

Two officers who had caught the admiral’s gaze handed over documents to the payqueriers.

“Take it all. This is the military formation that Mir finished before he left. Since the Lords have approved it, I would appreciate it if you would follow it.”

Lamine scanned the text in the document with a gaze that was almost pitiful.

It’s a battleground… … .

Kami and Johan from day one… … .

I immediately erased any feelings of sadness or regret from my mind. I didn’t want to worry Brain Hyang, who could read people’s minds.

“Delfred, spread the word to the soldiers. We are leaving for the ‘Mother Island’, the 2nd Army, by ship at 23:10. Get your gear ready.”