The Time-Limited Leader Makes the Raid a Success - Chapter 468



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Episode 468

#468. Your work style is quite noisy.

Al Rashid’s eyes were deeply sunken.

A gaze filled with the majesty of a tiger and the cunning of a snake.

It was all thanks to his charisma that Morocco was able to serve as a bridge between Europe and Africa amidst the instability in the African situation.

Al-Rashid spoke as if glaring at his opponent in the distant labyrinthine city.

“It’s quite an ambitious move for a mere Oriental escort. It’s clear that this isn’t just a simple tour.”

In the first place, it was a job that Edoardo had personally commissioned the Eagles mercenary unit. There were many suspicious aspects to it, considering it was just a regular field trip to the past battlefields. And since a battle broke out between hunters, it couldn’t be overlooked.

“Abbas. Subdue them.”

“Are you talking about the Grand Duke’s guests?”

“You are the ones who dared to cause armed conflict in Morocco, the land of God. Take the guards and deal with them. If they resist, you may kill them.”

Abbas did not respond immediately to Al-Rashid’s instructions, but instead became lost in thought. When he showed signs of delay, Al-Rashid’s eyes twitched as if he was not pleased.

“Do you have any complaints?”

“What do you mean, you are dissatisfied? Since it is His Majesty’s order, of course I must follow it. However, I am afraid that if I go to Fez and subdue the Eagles mercenary force now, it will be too late. Since they have done something, they must have already left Fez.”

“What route can I wait for ahead?”

“As you know, the area north of Pesos has been underdeveloped since the fall of the Gate War. Except for Pesos-Saïs Airport, most of the roads are unpaved.”

“So that means it’s difficult. How about using a helicopter?”

“That’s also difficult. We can’t get ahead of them because we don’t know which route they’ll take, and we don’t have enough people to search that wide area. Also, it’s hard to make a surprise attack because of the helicopter noise.”

“You have to press with force. Isn’t my guard capable of that?”

Al-Rashid had hoped for a sincere response, but Abbas’s response was not what he had expected.

“I didn’t report it separately. There is testimony from survivors of the battle between the local relic guards of Pes and the two Hunter forces.”

“What testimony?”

“It’s about a powerful wizard who can levitate hundreds of people, and a group of hunters, presumed to be the Eagles mercenaries, who unilaterally won the fight.”

Al Rashid couldn’t believe his ears, wondering if he had just heard correctly.

“There’s such a great wizard? And the Eagles mercenary army wins? And by a landslide?”

“yes.”

“I know because I’m a sponsor. The Eagles may not have a good defense, but they lack offense.”

“According to the report of Sheriff Pes, who investigated the incident, most of the dead bodies were not those of the Eagles mercenary force, but of hunters from other factions.”

“Didn’t the Eagles collect their own body?”

“Based on the eyewitness accounts, it doesn’t seem to be the case. The signs of the battle also seem to show that one side was clearly superior.”

Abbas understood Al-Rashid’s feelings, for he himself had not believed the report when he first heard it.

‘If there was anyone who made such a difference, it would be the magician in the testimony on the Fes side.’

Africa had rare wizards. There were similar types of sorcerers, but they had a different role than wizards, who fought directly and focused on attack.

‘If it’s not a raid, but a small-scale battle with a few dozen people, the attack power of a magician can make a clear difference. In Africa, magicians are rare, and their responsiveness is weak.’

While Abbas was lost in thought, Al-Rashid also gathered his thoughts and spoke.

“Okay. I’ll leave the on-site operation up to your judgment, so I’ll rule out attacking at the crossroads. So, is there an alternative?”

“There is no alternative. Just think about the original purpose of keeping them in check.”

“If that’s your goal… Medusa’s head?”

“If it were me, I would focus on guarding that place. If their final destination is Medusa’s head, I would prepare in advance and meet them. If not, I would just be thankful.”

Abbas’s opinion was a theoretical judgment.

The problem was that Morocco’s powers were hurt by their inability to control what was happening on their own soil.

“Pez is my land. It would be shameful to not punish those who caused trouble there.”

“After putting out the fire, let’s use diplomatic channels. A Korean named Kang Mu-hyeok is the Grand Duke’s guest. He also requested the Eagles mercenary unit to provide escort. We can’t say that the Grand Duke is completely free of responsibility. Even if the Grand Duke is an S-rank, he can’t commit such a rude act in another country. If we use this as an excuse to protest, we might be able to break his pride. At the very least, we can get an apology from the Grand Duke, right?”

Al-Rashid pictured Edoardo apologizing in his head. In reality, it would only be a statement, but that would be enough.

“Trouble the Grand Duke? Not bad. Alright. Let’s do that.”

“Then, I will prepare right away.”

Abbas, who was taking three or four steps back, paused for a moment and spoke to Al Rashid as if he had forgotten something.

“Now that I think about it, there is one more thing I need to protest through diplomatic channels.”

“What?”

“These are the hunters who were defeated by the Eagles Mercenaries. They were wearing the uniform of the Hunter Army of the Central African Kingdom.”

“also?”

Al Rashid frowned, as if he was not pleased.

That was because mercenary hunters passing through the Central African kingdom often caused a commotion while wearing their military uniforms.

Morocco had some military agreements with the Central African kingdom, which prohibited the entry of troops but imposed few restrictions on the use of airports by military aircraft and the movement of mercenaries.

While other North African states shunned the kingdom, Al Rashid, who had a negative view of European interference, needed to pull together several ropes.

‘That agreement was a mistake.’

It was like bringing in a wolf to keep the lion in check.

The chaos in Morocco today is partly due to the monarchy’s obsession with absolute power, but it is also due to the shallow choice to use the threat of the Central African kingdom to check Europe.

“It could be a camouflage. That country is famous for lending their identities to all sorts of mercenaries and making a profit from it.”

“I know. But what if they are the real kingdom’s hunters?”

“Why them?”

“Mugabe of the Central African kingdom is at odds with Kwabna of Ghana. Kwabna is a sorcerer, but he is friendly with the British giant Tristan. Through him, he received help from Merlin’s Tower. And Merlin’s Tower is close to Prince Edoardo.”

“It’s only natural, since they are the two axes that lead the EU and its hunter agency, EHA.”

“That’s right. Why can’t Mugabe touch Kwabna, who isn’t even an S-rank? It’s because of Europe’s S-rank. In other words, the conflict between Kwabna and Mugabe is the same as the conflict between Europe and Central Africa. But since Edoardo is moving, he might have moved to do something to harm them.”

Al Rashid touched his forehead. A high-ranking hunter with strong mental powers wouldn’t have a headache from mere stress. He was just annoyed by the troublesome story.

“I hate complicated stories. You should also protest through diplomatic channels. If you keep causing trouble, I’ll warn you that I’ll ban you from using the airport.”

Al Rashid turned around and waved his hand, signaling for them to back off.

Abbas bowed his head and withdrew without making any further comment.

‘This country is quite unstable. It looks stable on the outside, but it’s festering on the inside. The threats from neighboring countries are also formidable.’

The Head of Medusa was a project to reverse this situation in Morocco.

Abbas followed Al-Rashid because he was fascinated by his vision of Africa’s greatest power.

But I’ve been feeling skeptical lately. No, I’ve been feeling skeptical for a long time.

Is Morocco okay like this?

The country is becoming a neighborhood book, and the royal family is only focused on gathering hunter power.

The guards thus assembled did not work for the Moroccan people, but only for the king.

I couldn’t even remember how long it had been since I last hunted a monster. It had been even longer since I had entered the gate.

Is it right for hunters to exist to satisfy the king’s personal vanity?

These days, I have a lot on my mind.

‘Whatever it is, we must protect Medusa’s head. Morocco’s future lies there.’

* * *

“You lost contact with Gary?”

“yes.”

Boubagla shivered at the voice of Illusion. It was a calm voice, but it was all the more frightening.

“Scarecrow?”

“We’re dialing the emergency line. If there’s anyone alive, we’ll be in touch shortly.”

“Okay. Let me know as soon as you hear from me.”

“Is he okay?”

“He won’t die. He won’t lose his connection with me.”

“Then, I guess it’s difficult to contact you for another reason.”

“I don’t know what kind of situation would make that guy uncomfortable.”

“Should I go?”

Bubagla carefully observed his master’s face. As expected, it was expressionless. Even though he had served him for a long time, it was still difficult to guess his inner feelings.

“Mugabe is very dissatisfied. Even if he is the one sending military aircraft to Morocco, he cannot ignore the mood of Europe.”

“Then, we will put on hold the forces we were preparing to deploy.”

As Bubagla shook his head and tried to cancel the plan, Illusion raised his hand to stop him.

“No. Just be prepared just in case. I’ll decide after seeing how things unfold.”

* * *

Edoardo met Gloria’s mistress Claudia early in the morning.

Claudia, who came to his villa, handed him a note as soon as she saw his face.

“What is this?”

“A letter of protest from Morocco.”

“A letter of protest?”

“It seems like Kang Mu-hyeok did something at the festival.”

“In Fes?”

Edoardo received a note from Morocco protesting and read it.

After cutting through the unnecessary and lengthy diplomatic rhetoric, the gist of the story was this:

[The Grand Duke’s guests in Fes engaged in a street fight with the Eagles mercenary corps. The Grand Duke cannot escape responsibility for this either. So apologize.]

Edoardo read the letter with a sullen expression, then immediately crumpled up his mouth and blew his nose.

“This is trash that can’t even be used as toilet paper.”

“Should I ignore it?”

“You shouldn’t ignore it. Italian men aren’t that rude.”

“Shall I apologize?”

“An apology is a bit strange. Italian men don’t bow their heads.”

“Then, what about the threats?”

“Threats… I guess I’m moved. No. But I guess I should still be polite, right? Respond like this.”

“How?”

“It would be rude to apologize with just a piece of paper, so I will personally go to Rabat and apologize. I will book a plane ticket right now, so please save some time.”

“Sharif Al Rashid is going to have a seizure.”

Claudia laughed. Edoardo laughed back.

“I’m sure you’ll agree with me when I say I apologize. I know you’ll hate to set foot on Moroccan soil.”

“But what if I really ask you to come?”

“Then it’s good for me. It gives me a reason to enter Morocco.”

Edoardo abandoned his solemn Italian gentleman expression and smiled broadly.

He added, looking southwest toward Morocco.

“By the way, Team Leader Kang Mu-hyeok works is quite noisy.”

“Shall we find out the inside story?”

“Okay. Try moving your resources. At least you should be able to figure out what’s going on.”

* * *

At a time when each force was moving in an invisible place.

Kang Moo-hyuk was quickly approaching Medusa’s head.

The vehicle couldn’t go fast because it was passing through a wilderness that couldn’t even be called an unpaved road, but compared to the obstacles here and there, it actually moved quickly.

“Well, they haven’t come yet? Judging from the silence so far, I guess there are no more Mirage troops in Morocco, aside from the Scarecrow mercenaries.”

Kang Moo-hyuk sits in the back seat of a Humvee and talks leisurely.

The person who was asked that question was none other than Gary Dee.

‘What is this kid? Is he crazy? He’s making me sit next to him?’

He was at a distance where he could pierce Kang Mu-hyeok’s heart with just an outstretched hand.

Of course, Thomas was sitting in the passenger seat, and in the back of the car, after the luggage was loaded, a woman who was called Mister for some reason was lying with her eyes closed.

‘No matter how confident you are, it’s like that. If you keep it this close, I’ll just want to kill you, right?’

It was when Gary Dee couldn’t resist the temptation and wiggled his fingers slightly.

“Dad, I’m not sleeping.”

A knife was put to Gary Dee’s neck.