Chapter 402

There was no reason for us to stay in the library after we had finished our sparring, so we climbed back into the carriage and headed for the Levien Mansion. In the meantime, there were trivial processes in which Ragnis was cleaning the arena, reviewing the recent sparring with Lord Radnellvandes, and receiving various advice, but it didn’t take too long.

After talking for a while in the moving carriage, it is said that reclaiming the Marquis of Levien was already a plan that was being prepared long before Ragnis returned to the capital.

There was also a bit of talk about the geographic advantage of the area, but I didn’t really understand it because I hadn’t studied tactical strategy.

However, in the process of maintaining a fixed state for several years, I could clearly understand the symbolism of regaining the territory of the only occupied kingdom.

The kingdom was in turmoil and wanted a certain victory to upset the mood. There, the recapture of Levien was scheduled to begin spectacularly as the beginning of a counterattack.

In fact, that alone was enough reason to do everything possible, but it seems that the royal family has become impatient because all sorts of incidents have exploded in the past year.

Mandeli Port was destroyed and it was known that Envelde was preparing for a rebellion, and not only did the leadership of the Holy Light Cross go to the devil, but also sneaked into the capital and summoned the Great Devil, and because of the demons’ manipulation of the gate, western orcs poured into the vicinity of the capital. After losing, the people’s anxiety began to overflow?

It wasn’t really that kind of atmosphere around me, so I didn’t feel it. Rather, personally, it hit me more that I had personally experienced everything except for the destruction of Mandeli Harbor.

It’s fortunate that Siegfried beat up the Holy Light Cross branch. It’s not even a Grand Slam.

In a way, it can be said that the composition is no different from using Ragnis, but what the kingdom needed was a hero, not a throwaway, so Ragnis, who received all the support, was rather close to using the kingdom. Above all, Ragnis himself wanted to participate, so I couldn’t argue.

“So, by any chance, would you like to join me on the expedition...?”

The topic that Ragnis carefully brought up while continuing the conversation was very new. I didn’t know why he asked so carefully, but the answer was fixed.

“okay.”

Anyway, if I hadn’t said anything else, this is the issue I would have brought up first.

I’m a little sorry for Ragnis, but I can’t deny that this expedition is very suitable for battlefield experience. It is a battlefield where there is a high possibility that there are many allies but fewer enemies, and since you must win, support will be better than a decent number of units.

There was no reason to refuse such an opportunity, unless the country was inclined to try an all-out war.

“That, right. Any... huh? Yes?”

The person who actually spoke up acted as if he hadn’t expected my answer at all.

“What’s the reaction like? Did you think you would reject it?”

“Uh, uh uh. Well, now that I’m a Wandering Knight, I knew I would move for your purpose.”

“I don’t have any information right now, but how well can I move? Rather, it’s beneficial in the long run to experience the battlefield in advance in a situation where rear support is certain.”

Even though he explained it reasonably, Ragnis, who reacted as if he was very surprised, glanced up suspiciously and said that he knew how to interrogate the Demon Lord Army by running to the battlefield without worrying about it.

At this point, I was wondering what the hell the perception of me had become... but I

decided to keep my mouth shut because I thought I was going to dig my grave for no reason.

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In fact, magic and divine power do not mean that demons can immediately arise. If that was the case, wouldn’t the Demonic Cult have suffered very badly from the moment I learned that I was using magical powers?

Just as dragons can use magic and demons move based on magic to materialize in this world, magic itself is like the air that permeates the world.

On the contrary, there is nothing strange about dismissing the idea that a demon god bestowed blessings on the human race who were fighting fiercely against the demons as a delusion that goes against common sense, and that is why Seneran assumes that my situation is simply a ‘blessing from the gods’.

But that was the limit. It is a situation outside of common sense, so there is nothing you can do but worry. Even if it was her, the idea of a demon blessing the human race seemed like Columbus’ egg.

I couldn’t tell the truth though, so I stayed silent and Laika stroked me. Pretending to be a little worried.

The one who broke the awkward silence was Master, who had been silent for a long time.

“...There was an altar of demons near Eldmia’s hometown.”

Seneran and I were both surprised. I was surprised that there was such a thing near my town, and Seneran seemed surprised at the prospect of finding a connection.

“Why are you saying that now?”

“What? A hypothesis that the demon god might have bestowed blessings on the human race in a country fighting against the demons?”

“I’m sorry. After hearing it, if I had said it, I would have thought I was senile.”

Seneran ruthlessly said whether it was the freewheeling nature of a wizard or whether he was the same age as his real master. Master doesn’t really care about this, but the more I do, the more the Confucian dragon inside me makes me uncomfortable.

Write, should I be a little more polite now? By the time you feel the same way. Seneran, who was lost in thought with his chin resting, kicked out of his seat and stood up.

“let’s go!”

“Yes? Where are you?”

“No, not you. You said you’d be joining the Levien Expedition soon. Widra, do you remember where it is?”

Looking at her, who was full of thoughts of going to the demon god’s altar, Master gave a slightly skeptical opinion.

“It’s a place where I already finished researching Eldmia when she was about 5 years old.”

“Five years old? How many dozens... Oh, right. He’s 16 now. 10 years... vague.”

I felt like I was being treated as an old person by someone who often showed me that I couldn’t live up to my age, so I felt strange, but I was so serious about it that I just glared at it.

Ten years seemed to shake her resolve, but it didn’t last long.

“Just one thing. Maybe there’s something we can check. Let’s go.”

If I return from the expedition, will I learn the secret of my birth...?

Looking at Seneran full of confidence, I pondered for a long time whether I should accept this situation as good or uncomfortable.

Naturally, no answer came.