210 208 Stories The Red Queen

Transferred to a gem-bearing forest (Chris Theary), I immediately asked the fairies to guide me.

"There is, that. Hello, Taro?

"Hello, Mr. Missora"

The wise man in the sky, Mr. Mithola, was the same as usual, welcoming me in some way in the form of a floating away.

I honestly think that a beautiful girl with blue hair and pale eyes still has such personality in her tricks and talking style that she doesn't think of it as NPC.

"Today we are not here to collect materials... for the blessings of a gem-producing forest"

"Hmm? What is it, what is it?

Explain the situation quickly and ask if there are any ore or gemstone types around the sky.

Of course, I will not forget to state explicitly that I am also asking the necessary considerations and costs in mind to get them.

I have taken care of Mr. Misora many times, so it was a little uncomfortable half-side... it was also easy because it was easy to rely on.

"Hmm. I see, I see."

Twisting around the blubber, Mr. Mithola is devising something. I feel like I know the existence of something that will definitely match my requirements.

There was just a lot of air coming out of her that I wouldn't teach for free.

"I do, I do. But there are terms."

Was it as expected?

"What do you need?

"Talo. It's you."

"Uh... yes?

"You will be my assistant. What do you say? Because my apprentice asked me to say no before. When I make my magic medicine this time, how about I be an assistant in sourcing and formulating materials? Isn't that nice?

That's a condition I wouldn't even wish for.

You know, magic pills... it's a field close to alchemy!

There is room to capitalize on and convert from what we have learned.

But there was only one concern.

"I'm happy to invite you, but I'm poor in magic and I don't have a lot of MP"

"Is there? That. If it's qualitative, the magic runoff flowing from that silver thread, the particles prove it... was my prospective hassle, or was it?

I'm sure Mr. Mithola is pointing out the particles of light that come with my hair, born with the effect of my title, The Skilled Girl, but unfortunately my magic status is one queer.

After all, I guess they just say sage, and it will be a magical-focused task to generate magic drugs.

"But, you know what? You don't have to have magic, okay? I'm asking you to buy Taro's arm as an alchemist and be my assistant, I'm asking you out."

"Well, then. Best regards,"

"Hmmm. So this ring is a testament to the contract?

That being said, she has given me a ring embedded with clear Ethereal Gems as if they embodied the Blue Sky.

: I got 'The Grace of the Blue Sage' [Ring]:

"Grace of the Blue Sage" [Ring]

[A ring created by an empty fierce sage to prove his connection to himself. The appearance of the equipper is shown to the sage through a jewel wrapped around the ring]

[Status: MP + 50]

[SPECIAL EFFECT: When used, you can have a conversation with Mithola the Sage, an NPC. I can treasure relying on my knowledge of magic]

[Equipment Condition: Mercenary (Player) with Sage Mithola and Assistant Contract]

I also received high performance accessory frame equipment.

Or through this, should I increase the efficiency of collecting the material that Mr. Misora wants? It helps to make it easier to ask where the intended plants are native, etc. Anyway, there is a bond that you can only come to a gem-producing forest (Chris Theary) once a day.

: I got the title [Sage's Assistant]:

"Become!?

I didn't know you even got the title yet......

Titled "Assistant to the Sky Raging Sage"

[Acknowledged and assisted by a wise man who holds the Ethereal Dome. The help of his witch will be at the edge of the power that can transform the world]

[Increase the status Magic MP by 1.2 times. It also increases the success rate and quality of producing magical materials and products by 20%]

I'm about to lose my hips to stunning efficacy.

This title… must probably be the one you want enough for the production profession to be coveted. In the first place, it's a magical material, a product? Production jobs that handle magic may come out in the future, or it seems likely enough for alchemy objects.

"And, you know what? Can I have your promise?

: I got 'Driven Egg':

"Driven Ethereal Ball" [Magic Stone (Doll Core)]

[A product created at random by Genesis alchemist Noah World, multiplied with the great sky magic of the wise Mithola. It is also a substitute for forgetting that it was created and leaving it to the wise man Mithola. The treasure balls enclosed with powerful buoyancy make it easy for any blunt heavy thing to be feathered into the sky]

Though I had heard statements like I knew Noah World...... I didn't know Mr. Mithola was working with "Ten of Heavenly Extinction," the Alchemist of Heavenly Species...... no words through surprise.

Mr. Missora, who has handed over tremendous things with a smile on his face.

I caught a glimpse of the power that was too powerful to cover it up with that grin and felt something black.

Following Master Richie, I may have become a hell of an NPC assistant.

"Hehe. Now you can always observe Taro, can you? You're my assistant, so why are you always with me? Naturally."

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"Hmmm...... I guess it's impossible to win a little"

"Quick story, there's too much difference in force."

If we returned to Ignistra, the king's capital, the siege of the enemy forces was completely complete.

Princess Ignitore has already moved to the highest walls to take defensive command, and I hurry to meet her and move over the walls with the swinging nights.

"Spectacular..."

"I wonder how many masterpieces NPC is set up to follow the 10,000 armies."

Mina and Lily, like their best friends, were overwhelmed by the sight of a formation of enemy troops spreading in front of them. The tension that the tensile thread was about to break out now hit everyone on the defensive side, and the area was quiet to an unusual extent.

10,000 troops lined up beautifully, staring at this one. The sound of someone gobbling and swallowing their saliva sounded slightly louder, as it hid fear in its 10,000 pressures.

The NPCs are all over the place, trying to overwhelm us. I can't wait to use the fierce fangs of the beast that preceded my prey, and I'm surrounded by unnatural silence by enemy soldiers, as I can wait to see if it's now or now to chew up my prey.

Sedation before the leap.

Perhaps it's only a matter of time before more than five times as many enemy soldiers as this one start attacking the castle in one go.

"Princess, you're done..."

"Princess Ignitol's beauty caught me on this side, but I'm glad you're on the Granze side."

In the meantime, I hear a slightly nervous voice.

"Let's go now. Let's enjoy this situation a little bit."

"You can't really taste this intensity in any other game. Wow, those numbers."

"It feels like this mess, I don't like it"

Apparently, dozens of mercenaries (players) on Ignitol's side were also in this showdown.

Some of them competed solo with a "soldier" appearance, while mercenaries (players) from the "platoon leader" class were scattered who could follow a reduced number of militias with three or four.

That's how they turn their gaze on me as they move through the walls.

They are not my 'flag bearers'. That's why I don't want you to come to the fight with the sweet idea of losing here and originally etc. That's what I felt, and I stuck an invincible grin on my face.

Gracefully flaunt The Seeker Apprentice's Robe, conceded by Master Richie, who wears it. Thick lacquered black fabric, gold embroidery so as to maximize the performance of the design that looks refined and elegant.

The hood is not worn, flushes behind it just like its own silver hair, glancing at an unmistakable allied mercenary (player).

"My faction will be defeated?

Just a word.

intentionally make a risky voice, then a provocative grin.

"I'm here, a rare alchemist, aren't I? Just as the golden ratio is absolute, the insanity of our victory is impossible for anyone to override."

"Oh my God, that girl... that hurts"

"But it's so cute"

"That look, maybe an angel of silver?

"Come on, I'm talking alchemy or something."

"Is this some kind of joke?

Hmm.

Do you guys make fun of alchemy too?

"In front of the alchemy that transforms the way of all things, there is no lowering of the armies of all things"

Let me tell you with confidence.

That your common sense is wrong.

"Continue with me. Victory is promised."

"" "Saar Yesser!

"" "My Lord Angel! Hooray!" "

Shortly after I ran out of words, the silver soldiers (Silverlay) waiting behind me shouted and chanted in praise of me. For that too embarrassing act...... my face got hot at once when I realized that I was too embarrassed to say and do things.

While enduring the shame of burning, I somehow say what I wanted to tell you the most.

"And anyway, right? Well, I... I want you to believe in our victory and try everything you can until the end."

Ugh, is it laughing well? Would you have deceived......

Ah, embarrassing.

"Heh? Ah... no..."

"Wow, I get it"

"Gu. Even though it hurts, it's cute..."

"We have to do this."

Whether it was a gift from the different pressures and glances of the silver soldiers, they were groaning over and over again with terrible agitation.

I left the place early and hurried to the height where Princess Ignitol would sit.

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The appearance of the "Iron Throne", set in motion by the "Drive (Grape) Ethereal Ball", is exhaustive.

If you wonder if a black ship as huge as Oyama has flown through the sky, you will advance to the enemy army. In its weight and firmness, before the giant, ten thousand enemy soldiers are also crushed unbroken to scatter the sons of the ants.

More chasing from there.

In keeping with Princess Ignitol's decree on the bow, the knights aboard unleash lightning strike magic and flaming spear magic one after the other.

Of course, the enemy can't be caricaturally ravaged by the "Iron Throne," shooting a bow with desperate resistance, but not a scratch on the steel ship. Some of the magic of the enemy mercenaries (players) flew in, but it didn't do much damage.

If the damage of the knights on board increases, they will return to the castle with dignity because of their strengths in floating and heal the wounded soldiers. For a while, though we will be thoroughly defending ourselves on the walls of the castle, after a while the 'Iron Throne' will once again wage a fierce assault, slamming the enemy soldiers on their way to the castle from the flank, causing great damage.

By the way, the steer holding the rudder of the ship was me.

I wonder if it feels like this to drive a car - what a secret it is here that crushed enemy soldiers while enjoying themselves.

If you repeat that three times, the enemy's will will will fall, and gradually the aggressor's momentum faded. Seeing it as an opportunity, Princess Ignithol struck a thunderstorm and flaming rain that would not thoroughly bomb the enemy formation and thoughts.

Some time later, the battle death of the Marquis of Granze was passed on, and enemy forces have offered to surrender.

"My ally, Taro."

The evening at the end of the battle was beautiful, and Princess Ignitol called me by my name, rocking her unbeatable red hair.

Bouncing back to me, taking the rudder from the bow, she narrowed her eyes to the view from the ship floating in the universe. He laughs at me with more than the same brilliance as the sunset brilliance across the horizon.

I respond to that, too, and smile.

"What is it, Your Majesty"

"Silver-haired, pale-eyed Saint Girl Tallo. Thanks to that, the Ignitores were able to hold the victory in their hands. The Ignitores will be passed on to the Ignitores."

There was some light in the wording, but there was also a sense of accomplishment that managed to prevent a massive increase in the number of skill holders, and I nodded pleasantly.

"Oh, if I were a man, I'd marry my wife if I wanted to. My clan will never forget the bounty and help it brought. Thank you."

That said, she does the serious deeds that are in the king.

He poked his knee and thanked me. A moment ran from the knights who were aboard, but quickly followed the monarch, kneeling on the spot.

"Now that Marquis Granze is dead, I will officially be queen. Here the war of inheritance comes to an end and I declare it again!

Queen Ignithol raises her sword to heaven in a vicious manner, and speaks majestically for the setting sunset.

"I, Ignimia Torn Fir Ignis, am here! I swear I will be the sixteenth Queen Ignitol! And I hereby swear the friendship and righteousness of the future perpetual robbery of the Holy Girl Taro and his treatment as an ally of the kingdom of Ignitore, when he crosses eternally over the decaying tree of the world!

That said, the queen bowed her head.

"It's not bad to officially reign as queen and let your head drip even though what you did first"

Illuminated by the sunset, Nica thought the giggling queen was a little handsome.