Chapter 511

The castle built by the demons does not have a huge difference in performance compared to the castles of the humans.

No matter where it comes from, in the end, isn’t a stone a stone and a tree a tree? As long as those dwarves didn’t build it as a result of remodeling it with magic, that guy was that guy. At least, those made with better materials and better construction skills are stronger. However, since this is a fantasy world, one more factor is added to determine the durability of a castle.

Countermeasures against magic attacks. Just as the church repaired the walls and gates of Rengi by hammering the castle laws every day, other castles are prepared for magical attacks by wizards diligently drawing magic circles. As a result, siege warfare naturally rolls in an aspect that is not much different from the previous life in the Middle Ages.

Either cling to it and pierce it, or stick to it and pierce it with a stronger one. Facing for the first time what kind of ramifications the magic confined to the castle gate would have if such a major premise were broken, I could only stop and admire.

“It’s fucking cool.”

In one blow, everything from the iron door inside to the wooden door outside was completely smashed. If Yekatrina had seen it, she would have felt threatened by her position as a battering ram and burned her competitive spirit.

“At this level, it can be considered a deal, right?”

“Of course. Thank you in advance, Emmit. We will pay the salary in a month according to the procedure.”

Landing lightly next to me, Emmett offered me a handshake with a very satisfied smile, and I also took it with a satisfied smile.

The only things that looked unsatisfactory were the soldiers and some citizens watching our handshake below.

“Eh, Emmett? G, G, what the hell...?”

The man who had just been directing the soldiers, spitting in all directions, opened his mouth with an expression like a beaver looking at a keeper destroying his house, but Emmet just answered with a brief courtesy without any distractions.

“That’s right. The Count cut his pay, so there was a goal.”

“That, salary? Cut? Count?”

It’s not the count ‘sir’. Noticing the small difference, I tilted my head to Emmet and added a word.

“If you play the role of a windbreaker, I will set the salary by raising 2 gold coins for trade.”

“...haha.”

It wasn’t an outrageous laugh. It was a very, very satisfied smile. As evidence of that, Emmett nodded slightly to clarify his intentions, then continued speaking while grabbing the attention that was focused on him.

“Even though I’m a person who hasn’t seen you often, I think everyone knows that I’ve tried my best to benefit Beerare through a contract that’s been going on since the prewar era. I also distribute food at my own expense every winter. Didn’t you do it? I sometimes add it to maintenance.”

“I-I know...”

Surprisingly, ‘What are you talking about?’ The same reaction doesn’t come out. I guess this is what it means to be good at spending money. Despite being an adviser next to a person in power, the first glance they sent when they saw Emmet’s betrayal was close to ‘what the hell are you doing?’

When I jumped lightly and came down from the roof of the building, people rushed out of the way and made their place.

“Now is the time to prove it in action.”

After a short thought, the commander nodded, put the sword he was holding into the scabbard, and knelt down, and the action quickly spread to the surroundings.

“Is there even a script in that helmet?”

Emmett, who casually came down next to me, asked me a question with a deep smile and a small voice as if he was curious, and I answered quietly by raising three fingers.

“It’s different from wizards who don’t need a script. I’ll do it for three gold coins.”

“You are the best employer.”

It didn’t completely dominate the inside of the city, but it started well.

With the help of Emmet and the commander, I quickly rallied the soldiers gathered around me, and hurriedly moved to urge others to surrender.

“The demon is watching over us! Don’t follow Beerare who is obsessed with self-interest!”

“Follow the saintess and the warrior! Emmit-nim is already with us!”

Even while walking to the place where the fight was taking place, the people around them started shouting slogans on their own. Then the chatter grew, and people joined one by one, increasing the size.

According to the saintess’ information, it must have been because it was the place where people’s sentiment towards the lord had hit rock bottom in the first place, and there were more sympathizers than resistance. Of course, Emmett’s name also played a role.

“Emmett said it was true.”

“What do you mean?”

“The nickname ‘Sujeonno’ is embarrassing.”

In fact, it wasn’t just about playing a part, it was a fairly large share. Those who had tilted their heads at the mention of the saintess and the hero were visibly agitated when Emmet’s name was mentioned. This person must not be a good person, but it is visible how well he has been in politics.

“Aren’t you just a ruler at this level? What kind of wizard is...” ”

The trick is to be skilled only when you are smart. Isn’t it a wizard because you are so smart?”

I failed to manage my expression while watching the people who grew up in an instant, hanging their clothes on a clothesline and making flags and waving them.

“That’s all because the body is stupid and the head suffers.”

“......What the hell did I just hear?”

Emmet’s troubled look, rolling his eyes left and right with an expression as if he had seen something strange in the world, was something worth seeing.