The Immortal Genius Spearman - Chapter 96



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The Immortal Genius Spearman (96)
The Cartelia Empire.

No one could deny that it was a country with the strongest military force on the continent.

Each and every general possessed outstanding skills, and even the common soldiers were on par with the elite soldiers of other kingdoms.

however.

“Was Pakilonte a person who would die so vainly?”

“I didn’t like his perverted personality, but he wasn’t weak. Not to mention he had two thousand soldiers… … .”

“But if that force was defeated by only a hundred men, isn’t that a problem?”

Just a hundred people.

However successful the surprise attack was, two thousand of the troops retreated.

The brow of Arken, the 2nd Corps Commander of the Kartelian Empire, furrowed deeply.

His subordinates, who met his angry gaze, were quick to avoid eye contact.

But then.

“In that case, it would be right to punish Captain Paquilonte, but it seems impossible to punish someone who is already dead. So, in this situation, what we should be thinking about is who killed Captain Paquilonte.”

At the sound of someone’s voice, people’s eyes turned to him.

It was Barrettrin, who was called the brain of the 2nd Corps Commander.

She said this while looking at Arken, who was looking at his subordinates with a displeased look.

“After gathering information from the soldiers who returned, it turned out that the one who attacked the army led by Captain Pakilonte was the Kion unit of the Baroque Kingdom.”

“Kaion Unit?”

It’s a unit I’ve never heard of.

If it’s a unit that’s being deployed to the front lines, it must be a pretty strong unit.

Arken looked at Barretrin.

It meant to tell me to keep talking.

“According to what I have found out, the Kaion unit is a new unit that was founded less than a year ago. Perhaps the Baroque Kingdom has also figured out our intentions to some extent.”

As Barrett continued speaking, everyone focused on her.

“It wasn’t because they were so strong that they were able to force back an army of two thousand with just a hundred men. In fact, the soldiers simply retreated according to the manual after losing their commander. If they had continued the full-scale war in that state, it would have been the Kion unit that was annihilated.”

“Major Barrett.”

Arken, who was listening to the story, called her.

Barretlin looked at Arken’s low voice.

Arken said.

“So what are you trying to say? Are you trying to say that those who returned defeated were not at fault? The great empire’s army was defeated by a mere hundred men and was powerless.”

“What’s important is who is commanding that Kion unit. After all, it was his power that pushed back our forces.”

“Do you know your identity?”

Barretrin shook his head at Arken’s question.

“Unfortunately, we have not yet identified him. However, we are receiving new information from the spies we planted within the Baroque Kingdom, so we will be able to find out soon.”

Although there were minor mistakes, it was important not to repeat the same mistakes.

furthermore…….

“Now that General Fiarren Tail has decided to take action himself… … the situation on the continent will also change.”

Arken’s eyes turned cold at Barretrin’s words.

An Auror Master who can be called a legion simply by his existence.

If such an Auror Master, Fiaren, had stepped forward himself… … .

“We should hurry too.”

As the Empire advances towards the continent, they will be the ones who must be at the forefront.

Everyone present nodded at Arken’s words.

* * *

“I need your help, Thorel.”

“… … My help?”

When Tor-El asked Damian to tell him his true intentions, Damian confessed his true feelings.

The fight against the Empire that will come.

Because a blacksmith who can create excellent weapons is extremely important in that fight.

“This is my honest opinion. I think that Tor-El, who has such great skills, should not just collapse like this.”

“Is that really all?”

Rather, it was Thorel who was surprised.

Is that why you came all this way to help me?

Thorel’s voice was now trembling.

“That’s all. What a big deal that is.”

How can it be easy to become colleagues and look at one place?

Damian said to Thorel.

“I can provide you with all the support you need. I will support the forge that you will be working in, and everything you need for your daily life.”

“… … .”

Black skin.

Tor-El had to endure a great deal of discrimination because of his black skin.

That’s why Thorel worked harder than others.

He reduced his nighttime sleep and did not neglect his studies in order to improve his skills in any way possible.

But despite that, society did not recognize Tor-El’s abilities for what they were.

Didn’t he even betray and abandon his own teacher?

But this young man she had never seen before was telling her that he would believe her.

dump.

Thorel knelt on one knee before Damian.

I don’t know anything about formalities like being a soldier or a knight.

But one thing.

‘How could I not follow someone who believes in me?’

Because Tor-El had never received a single bit of recognition until now, the faith Damian had in him now was greater than anything else.

Thorel said to Damian.

“I will definitely refine this amantadium and prove my skills to Damian. And… … I hope that I can be of some help to Damian on the path he is about to take.”

Someone said something like that.

Men are creatures that thrive on ‘recognition’.

The belief that you are recognized more than gold or silver treasures. That is what moves men.

Tor-El was filled with more joy than ever before at receiving trust for the first time.

Then, the excitement soon turned into passion.

“Then I will continue working.”

Tor-El, who was holding a hammer, spoke with a solemn expression. Damian quietly got up from his seat and walked out of the forge.

And just before going out.

“I will believe you.”

“yes.”

It was a short answer, but it contained a lot of meaning.

Damian turned around and saw Tor-El starting to hammer again.

“Then… … I guess that side is also wrapping up soon.”

I walked towards where DL was.

* * *

“Just now… …what did you say?”

“I was commissioned to make a sword made of amanatium.”

To Wiltron’s question, Diehl answered calmly. Then he turned around and looked at the people gathered in front of the blacksmith shop.

“I have not seen it myself, but Meister Wiltron, there are many people here who have seen the completed sword of Amantatium. And you are the one who created it, aren’t you?”

“Yes, I made that amanita sword.”

“That is why I am making this request.”

DL’s eyes sparkled.

“There are only a handful of blacksmiths in the entire kingdom who can forge amantadium… … Is there anything wrong with me asking you for this?”

“That’s not it, but… … .”

Wiltron’s eyes shook slightly.

The people gathered around soon took on puzzled expressions at his troubled expression.

“… … Is there any reason to refuse the request?”

“Even the head of the Hamel Group personally requested it?”

The upper class and the blacksmiths have their own symbiotic relationship.

And it was natural.

Blacksmiths also need to sell the weapons they make well to make money, and with that money they can work again.

Just because you’re a craftsman doesn’t mean you can just work without any money.

Therefore, the influence of the Hamel group, which has been on the rise recently, can be said to be quite strong.

but…….

“… … I’m sorry, but I can’t accept that request. Actually, I got a serious injury to my wrist while refining amantadium.”

“Are you injured?”

DL asked with wide eyes.

Wiltron let out a small sigh at that.

“Whew, I was too embarrassed to say it, but the strength of amantadium is too strong, so I got hurt while refining it. That’s why I can’t accept requests to make swords with amantadium right now.”

“Ah, if that’s the case.”

“If that’s the reason, then I can refuse.”

People nodded at Wiltron’s words.

It could very well be the case, and if that’s the case, it would be right to decline the request.

But DL didn’t care whether Wiltron accepted the request or not in the first place.

The important thing is that Wiltron must respond to the request in some way due to the rumors Damien created.

‘Injury as an excuse… … It’s just right.’

It was a good situation where I could get some practical benefits without going overboard.

DL said.

“Hmm, I see. Well then, I guess there’s nothing we can do about it.”

“Thank you for understanding.”

“No problem. And just in case, I promise that you will not suffer any disadvantage if you decline this request. I will still maintain good relations with the craftsmen of Miltobern, so you don’t have to worry.”

“Thank you.”

As Wiltron bowed his head, those watching around him nodded in agreement with Diel’s character.

“Indeed… … There were rumors that the leader of the Hamel Sangbu Brigade was a proper person.”

“It was just like I heard through the grapevine. No, rather, it felt like the rumours were reduced.”

“I didn’t know he was such a great person.”

Everyone was amazed by DL’s actions, which were different from those of those with normal strength.

At that, DL smiled brightly and bowed his head to the people around him.

but.

“Ah… … But, you know.”

DL, who was turning around, turned his head and looked at Wiltron. However, his body was already in the direction where the others were.

After a while, DL, who had been watching Wiltron, turned his gaze back to the people and spoke softly.

“If the apprentice blacksmith Tor-El, who is currently refining amantadium, can perfectly refining amantadium without any injuries, can he be called an apprentice blacksmith?”

“… … .”

“that…….”

A moment of silence fell.

Then DL looked around at the people and said:

“Amantatium is so hard and difficult to refine that even Meister Wiltron would injure his wrists. But if he really succeeds in refining amantadium… … wouldn’t Miltobern be considered a true city of craftsmen only if we forget his past actions and acknowledge him?”

“But… … doesn’t that erase his mistake of stealing and refining the precious amanitaum?”

“Actually, there are quite a few questions about that. Doesn’t it make sense that they would steal amanatium, which takes so long to refine… and refine it in Meister Wiltron’s workshop?”

“……uh?”

“Now that I hear it… … there seems to be something strange… … .”

The atmosphere suddenly became strange.

Along with that, Wiltron’s expression began to harden.

And just from that expression, DL could tell the general situation.

It would have been quite possible to further agitate people like this.

“But talking about the past will do no one any good. It would be disrespectful to Meister Wiltron, who has held the hammer all this time.”

DL said as he looked at Wiltron.

“However, the matter regarding Amantatium is a personal matter between Wiltron and Troel. If Wiltron were to be generous and forgive, it could be forgotten. Isn’t that right?”

DL spoke to Wiltron with a faint smile on his lips.

A situation where all other paths have already been cut off, leaving only one path left.

‘Is this what you wanted, Damien?’

DL looked at Wiltron, recalling what Damien had said.

And to DL’s question.

“… … That’s right. If Tor-El succeeds in refining the amanatium… … he will no longer be an apprentice, but will be recognized as a master craftsman who will become the symbol of Miltobern… ….”

Wiltron eventually chose the only method left and spoke to the people as if declaring:

DL immediately responds to him.

“As expected, it is the generosity of Master Wiltron. So now we… … .”

DL turned his gaze towards the forge where Tor-El was working.

“Let’s wait for the birth of a new craftsman.”

This put an end to the work.