The War Hero Raises a Demon Slave - The War Hero Raises a Demon Slave chapter 63

63 – Blooming even in crisis (5)

“Move quickly!”

Hadun, the security captain, urged the fat donkey he was riding.

Because it has short legs and cannot run fast, it is a donkey managed by the security unit exclusively for Hadun.

“Go straight into the ship and arrest everyone!”

Hadun screamed at the members running past him.

As soon as he received suspicious intelligence from Einer, Hadun immediately took action.

Send a dispatch, including the wizard from the Management Office, to the side protecting the Elyon fleet, and prepare all squadron members waiting in the barracks for dispatch.

In the meantime, an explosion and a red flare indicating an emergency were identified on the side of the Berabche fleet.

Immediately, the bell in the bell tower signaling the first-class security posture rang, and all port security forces, who had already prepared for dispatch, were divided into both the Berabche and Elion fleets and dispatched.

Hadun himself planned to move towards Elion, rush inside the ship, arrest the admiral, and forcibly moor the ship.

“Let’s go quickly! Quickly!”

Hadun, very excited to relax for the first time in a while, shook the reins of the poor donkey.

By nature, dwarves do not have the temperament to sit quietly at a desk and use a pen.

The security force was close to the pier, so they were soon able to arrive at pier 10, where the Elyon fleet was anchored.

Hadun drew out his iron club and gave a command.

“All charges… Isn’t it? What?!”

Hadun, who saw several people soaring onto the deck of Elyon’s flagship, stopped the donkey.

“What is that?! Hey! Dynave! You bastard! What is that!?”

“Captain!”

Dynave, who discovered Hadun, ran over in a huff and said.

“You bastard! He suddenly jumped out!”

“What?! Why is Einer here? That bastard is from Berabche!”

“How do I know that!”

Meanwhile, dozens of additional sailors flew beyond the deck and into the sea, drawing their own trajectories.

“What should I do, Captain? I don’t think I can handle that bastard if I leave him like that?!”

Dynave asked, looking with fearful eyes at Einer’s shadow, jumping from battleship to battleship.

On the boat that Einer had just sailed over, people were flying around excitedly like pebbles.

Hadun, who saw this, pointed in that direction with an iron club and screamed.

“Everyone charge! The target is Einer! Subdue that guy!”

* * * * *

The sun slowly rose over the eastern hills on the outskirts of the city.

The brightly lit dock was reminiscent of the current aid station on the front line.

Hundreds of sailors were lying or sitting down receiving treatment.

The dock was extremely crowded with port security officers searching the inside of the ship, investigators interrogating key fleet executives, and a hastily constructed outdoor kitchen.

“Umm….”

Security Captain Hadun groaned with his hand on the iron club at his waist.

The injured people currently lying around on the dock are Einer’s creations.

People who were directly attacked by Aner or were injured while running away.

Ainor’s fighting skills are far superior to anyone Hadun has ever seen.

A guy like that was shooting through the narrow and confined passages of the ship, swinging his scabbard wildly.

So, to sum up the current situation, the subordinates under Hadun’s command destroyed all the foreign fleets anchored at the dock.

In other words, a f*cked up situation.

The series of murders that occurred last time just before the visitation team from the Grand Duke’s Ministry of Defense arrived was nothing compared to this.

At that time, it was just an internal incident within the principality, but now it is a huge accident that has involved the maritime powers in the northwest of the continent.

“Einer, where is that bastard now!?”

Hadun, who had thought about it, shouted in anger.

“He said he was going to see his slave and went towards the Berabche fleet.”

“aaah! Einer, you bastard!”

Hadun screamed into the air.

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Einor arrived at the dock near the Berabche fleet and immediately looked for Ael.

“Ael! Ael!”

“Master!”

Ael, who was sitting under the shade covered in a blanket, suddenly got up.

“Ael! Are you okay?!”

Aenor came running after a month, grabbed Ael’s shoulder and asked.

“Yes, I’m fine. My wounds have completely healed while polymorphing.”

Then Ael pulled out her right arm through her blanket.

His scales melted as he tried to block the firebomb that fell on Einer’s head, but his polymorphed body remained unscathed.

“Really? I’m glad.”

As Einor sighed, Ael raised his hand and caressed Einor’s cheek.

“Master, are you okay? Where are you injured?”

“Of course not. He couldn’t have been hurt.”

When Einor smiled, Ael also smiled.

“But I hope you don’t do that again in the future. My heart was pounding and I thought I was going to die.”

“Got it.”

“I’m glad you came back safely.”

Ael grumbled and hugged Einor’s waist.

“If something had happened to my master, it would have been difficult for me to bear it.”

Ael whispered, burying his face in Einer’s chest.

“So, don’t do anything dangerous. Even for my own sake.”

Ainor, who was a bit hesitant, soon hugged Ael.

“Okay, okay. I’ll do that.”

* * * * *

“Holy sh*t…! It hurts!”

Meanwhile, on the other side, Kira was swearing at Toby.

“Of course it hurts, then!”

Toby, who was applying her ointment to Kira’s burned feet, also shouted.

While rescuing sailors from a burning battleship, a burning piece of wood fell on his foot and injured him.

Toby, who was grumbling and carefully applying ointment, suddenly spoke.

“Foot odor.”

“What?”

“My feet smell.”

Then Kira grinned and lifted her paw to rub Toby’s face.

“So what do you say? It’s good?”

“Ugh! Really!”

Toby, who was disgusted, bit Kira’s toe.

“Huh…!”

Then Kira panicked and she made strange noises.

“Hmm… What are you doing…?”

Kira, her face turning bright red, lowered her head and muttered.

Toby also walked away, unable to do anything, with Kira’s toe in her mouth.

“Take it out… I feel weird…”

“I’m sorry…”

When Toby let go of her foot, Kira lowered her gaze and pulled her leg up.

“Don’t do this, such a joke….”

“Yes, senior…”

“Yes…”

Ael, who was holding Einer, was looking at the two’s awkward appearance.

* * * * *

After the scene was resolved, Einer was immediately summoned to the Port Management Office.

It was to receive an investigation regarding the incident in the middle of the night.

In response to the management office’s investigation, Einer told the truth as it was.

While Ael was bringing her lunch box, she encountered a person who had a lot of her scrolls.

Dimensions opened above the Berabche fleet and firebombs rained down.

Afterwards, we assessed the situation and went to Pier 10, where the Elion fleet was located, to report the situation.

After seeing the behavior of the Elion fleet refusing to board, I took action as a leader-level officer of the security force.

In fact, the real core motivation was different.

Ael was injured and her eyes went back.

But you can’t say it like that.

After Einer, all team members at the scene, Dynave, and even Ael were investigated.

After several days of investigation, the management office created an extensive situation report and sent it to the Imperial Palace.

As it involved the fleets of other countries, it was not a problem that Daham could solve alone.

All of Elion’s fleet was forcibly moored until the Archduchy’s reply came, and the sailors were prohibited from disembarking.

There was a strong protest, but just in time the senior wizard of the management office returned from vacation.

When the senior wizard who heard about the situation showed a magic that made the sea water rise higher than the galleon’s mast, Admiral Elion immediately fell silent.

The galleon is heavy, but once she loses her balance, she flips over helplessly.

In addition, Daham’s senior wizard is an expert in ship sinking.

It was not a task to sink only five or six galleons.

Berabche’s fleet also could not leave and stayed in Daham.

This was because many ships were burned by firebomb attacks and it took a considerable amount of time to repair them.

So the Port Security Force had to continue to maintain a type 1 security posture and make every effort to prevent the two fleets from colliding again.

Several huge warships were deployed at the coastal entrance to the port.

For the most part, it was a principality fleet that did not intervene in external conflicts.

Hundreds of Marines from the Principality Fleet were deployed to fill the power vacuum of the Port Security Force.

This was an extremely sensitive issue both diplomatically and militarily.

“Are you the member who single-handedly destroyed the Elyon fleet?”

The Principality Marines recognized Einer and greeted him.

“Ah, yes. Well, that’s right.”

Einer answered half-heartedly.

Right now, all that Einor had in mind was Ael.

Not only has he not been able to enter the house for several days, but civilians are prohibited from entering the security area due to the level 1 security status.

As he continued unable to see Ael, Einer even began to see things in vain.

“Huh? Ael!”

“What are you doing, Captain? That’s just a sack of barley.”

Marco laughed and tapped Einer on the shoulder.

When I came to my senses, I realized that it was indeed a brown, thick sack of barley.

I mistakenly saw it because it resembled the brown, puffy shirt that Ael usually wears.

“That’s right. You saw it wrong.”

“I understand how you feel. Seup. The lunch box Ael made was really delicious.”

When Marco tasted his food, Einor chuckled.

“But why are Toby and Kira like that?”

“I don’t know. It’s been that way ever since.”

Now, instead of bickering and fighting like usual, Toby and Kira were standing at a distance from each other, creating an awkward atmosphere.

Kira glanced at Toby, and Toby glanced at Kira.

Then, when our eyes meet, he quickly turns his head away.

But soon I glance again.

“Did you two have s*x?”

“hahahahaha!”

Marco laughed out loud, showing his uvula.

* * * * *

“Is that really true?”

Meanwhile, the Office of the Port Authority.

Security captain Hadun couldn’t believe the words of the management office director and asked again.

Instead of saying the same thing twice, the management director nodded his head briefly.

So you’re saying that’s what came out in front of Einer?

Hadun scratched his beard as he looked at the posthumous medal certificate placed on the administrative director’s desk.

There were two certificates of posthumous decoration, one from the Principality and the other from Verabce.