264 < Chapter 47 - I set a trap well (3) >

In my cramped world, Orlot did not reach me alone.

Ultimately, after examining the extremely objective foundation, Plants frowned.

"· · · · · · · Bet."

"Yes, sir. This is the bet Sir Hill lost yesterday."

"I bet my brother on it."

What Plants hates the most is excuses. The next thing I hate is avoidance. So, if you come now and open your mouth, Plants will be smiling brightly again, so everyone in Balkan will shut their mouths and bow their heads.

It's always the middle manager who suffers at times like this.

Needleren took a step back and told Plants the mind of the silent crew.

"I'm sorry, Deputy Commander."

I made a bet on which of the men in Siona and the Balkans would tolerate eating more meat for a long time. When Siona loses, she's agreed to teach us how the wolves of the Great Desert fight.

Yeah, that's good.

When Siona won, she asked me to help her fight between Kalian and Siona. If I hadn't promised, I would have been fine. To be precise, Siona offered and accepted by the men of the Balkans, but one way or another, the men of the Balkans sold my brother, Prince Three.

The struggle between the Swordmasters is hard to break. Since this is not a practice, we can think about whether there is no threat to life. Slayman's rivalry with Tailan breaks his chest.

"This is not a palace. Knowing that my brother, who's got forty-one lives at stake, is not going to fight that Chicken-eating Elf again."

But it's a gamble.

There are only two reactions Calian will see when he finds out about this.

Laughing about fun, holding a knife, smiling about fun, trying to kill them all. Well, the results will be similar. It's not the Balkans that don't know that.

"Why did you do it?"

"I got a bet because I was so curious about who would win."

"· · · · · · That's why."

"It's true, Deputy Commander."

Even if I don't say it's true, I think I'm going to go crazy knowing it's true.

"Crazy."

Nedlen smiles slightly when he hears this.

It's all crazy.

The wizards are crazy. It's not a day or two, but the knights are flooded.

You sweep the head off the free-standing plant in the middle of the lunatics. Just yesterday I remember to use patience three times at a time, so I gave it to you today. The Balkans knew they were supposed to be like that, so they just gave up without any patience.

- Oops, they caught you. Somehow.

I couldn't help but ignore what came to mind because it was so smart that I couldn't forget it. Then I heard the Prince of Purple Eyes, my favorite bird, who had contacted me to make sure the communication connection was working, and I had already used patience once since morning.

- I wish I'd been more careful. Prince Plants.

No, I don't.

I wrote twice.

"Don't be so angry. It doesn't matter if I lose. Your brother and his men weren't that close, by the way. I thought you were close enough to sell your brother without even thinking about it."

While I was thinking about Chase's words, the Chicken-eating Elf told me that his patience had changed one more time.

"Let's get physical!"

Needleen quickly said, seeing the smile I saw yesterday, and ran out towards the sand beaches without you having to. When Plants did that, everyone knew it was best to go out and get beaten up.

Not long ago, yesterday, forty soldiers dressed in white started running in the sand, where three people were running.

Seeing that warm figure from afar, Siona mutters.

"Maybe I should run, too."

"· · · · · · Shut up."

With an annoying voice, Plants stands back and watches the men in Balkans. Then he opened his mouth, looking at Plants as if he had a question.

"I heard you ran with him yesterday, and he's not coming today."

"I don't know what my brother did."

"What are you doing?"

Kalian went to meet the Mother Tree alone.

"Blasted. Exploded."

The Mother Tree is an Elf after all.

I don't know how to scratch the inside of the Kalian. Then we don't know how Kalian will destroy Mother's tree. So I punished the Balkans, but I wasn't running with them, I was watching the situation.

"· · · · · · · · Yes."

Surprisingly, she nodded and replied, understanding what Plants had to say. And he looked at those who were working hard from afar and said,

"Differences in thinking. Humans live, but Elves have to survive. Some of the elders, like the elders, your brother went through, but I don't think most of them are malicious, but it seems selfish to humans."

After hearing this, Plants turns his head toward Siona.

"Maybe he wasn't angry because he wasn't cured."

"Knowledge and understanding are different things."

You speak as if you understand the elf's selfishness. Finally, the elf meets with Calian and smiles beautifully.

"Elves who eat chickens."

And this is what Plants called Siona.

Siona blinks for a moment, showing herself and answering.

"Me?"

"Anything else?"

"Siona Hill."

"I know."

"Oh, yeah. Thank goodness."

The strange prince opened his mouth because he ate grass well and ate beans, but he didn't seem to be that type of person.

"Have you met him?"

"Who?"

"Your mother."

"No, I don't."

Plants nods.

It meant that there were no more questions, but Siona opened her mouth and added an explanation.

"Occasionally, there are elves born at the time the spirit awakens. Those Elves meet Mother's Tree in person and get a long name. Most Elves who don't, if they become elders, never meet Mother's Tree in their lives."

"Yes."

"I heard that the Mother Tree is piercing many things, so you won't have to worry about it."

"You don't know."

Maybe there's someone who can get a full look at him.

With this in mind, Plants slightly curls the tail of one mouth.

"Shouldn't we tell the crew to stop running? I don't know what will happen.If you're waiting, save your strength."

"The pink-haired wizard can handle that much salt."

Siona, who heard the funny title, asked with a bloody smile.

"May I ask why you call people that?"

"There are two wizards with pink hair."

"I have a name, why not?"

The others couldn't ask, and Ciona asked a question that she didn't need to ask. Perhaps they would've listened if they were nearby, but unfortunately, they were still running.

"I'm afraid I'll forget it if I just remember it by name."

In case you've forgotten all about what Callian made.

"Hmm."

Siona, who had been hearing so much blood in her ears for the past few days, kept her lips shut and thought for a moment about what she was talking about. And I concluded that Plants' answer doesn't mean just memory, but he doesn't understand it.

"Your brother called me by my name."

So I asked you one more question.

He looked up at the sky, smelled the sea, felt the wind, and looked around and spoke in a low voice.

"· · · · · · · I know I won't forget."

Lucy and Annedo and Hino.

And not a brother.

* * *

In my vast world, Orlot went mad on his own.

Calian lowers his eyes, taking a deep breath and exhaling. I was out of breath again in a flashing memory for a long time.

"Hobbyist · · · · · · · · not good."

Standing on a vast plain with nowhere to turn.

I was standing there and I was putting all my strength into breathing.

I just got here, and it was like this.

- I thought you were on the highest ground because you're the mother tree. I'm surprised.

- The foundation of life is at its root.

I didn't know there was a basement.

After meeting the Mother Tree, I thought I would go somewhere higher than the space of the Elder located at the highest place, but I entered the ground.

Dark, dark, and cozy space.

There was nothing in front of me, but I was not frustrated. I didn't even know where Captain Narjan was, but I followed him in familiar footsteps. I thought I could go even if I told him to go to Mother's Tree by himself from here, and I could figure out how to get out of here right now.

- That's amazing.

- I'm more amazed that you turned down the call of the Mother Tree like that.

- It's wrong to tell me to come out in the middle of the night.

- You are a very rude people.

- You're a selfish people.

I thought it would be dark, dark, and cozy, but Calian didn't either.

Until then, so did I.

Finally, there is the sound of Narjan's smile in Calian's words, not a word.

- Do you really think King Cecretia will come here?

Depends on your desperation and which doubts win. Whichever way King Cecretia chooses, it doesn't sound too bad you're stalling.

- I'm not wrong.

- The best option, of course, is to get the residents out of Cecretia before they burn down all of Bridget Forest. If we can clear a path through the woods, we can get out of here. Why can't we?

- I wasn't allowed to.

- You mean you've already talked to your mother's tree?

- That was the first thing I did.

The Mother Tree, which opened the forest for Calian's group, blocks their way to life. While thinking about how to understand Narjan, who also believed there would be a reason, I felt Narjan's feet stop.

- We'll talk about the rest when we get back.

Along with this, Narjan's reflexes disappeared. To be precise, Calian had to be taken somewhere else rather than Narjan's disappearance. Just as the Sispanians once set foot on the hills.

It's just different from back then.

"If you were curious about my life, you shouldn't have asked."

Calian opens his mouth again, standing where no one is. To be precise, it would be fitting that there were no living people standing where no one was.

The sky was full of shining red stars.

A red star floats in the endless open sky.

I just know it's not a star. I know it's several red jewel dust that has been smashed into pieces.

Yeah, it is.

A comic book.

A windy voice flows from Calian's mouth, looking down at you from the red star sparkling.

"You don't have to show me."

Things I never forgot.

Things I didn't even want to forget.

One night, the blue star came down, and I saw someone who had died at the tip of Calian's hand.

Buck, buck, buck.

Calian takes a quiet step back, swallowing his breath.

One, two, one of you keeps walking past the bodies of those who haven't forgotten. I walked past so many people. I see the nobles.I see the knights. I saw their heads.

I saw a young child and an old man.

I continued to take one step, facing each and every one of them.

I see Eila.

I can see Kiri.

You see the burning Secreta. You see the royal palace. You see the wizards of the White Clothes standing in groups. I see Kane. I see Nedlen.

- Your life saved.

I see Arsen.

You can see a white sword shattering into the mountains.

I can see the long blue feet of a crooked man with one arm missing.

- Look at the tragedy.

Calian's feet are slow.

Calian's feet stop.

I bent down, retracing the tip of my voice, which I did not know where I heard from, neither gender nor age. You bend your legs. The red cape of conquest touches the ground.

All my life, I tried to keep one altar, but I finally reached out to the one who couldn't. You turn your head toward the spire where someone who resembles you so much touches your closed teeth. Even if nothing touches the tip of my hand.

"It was a tragedy."

I just touched him for a long time as if he were asleep.

Someone's coming.

I raised my head carelessly.

I could see the green eyes with no light, not even the slightest trace of life in them. I looked into his eyes. I stared endlessly.Who should I look at him as? I didn't know that.

The lifeless walk toward the lifeless.

Put down the sword in your hand.

I can see the black name written on the gray sword. The red eyes falter for a moment. You are in a great commotion. You push hard.

Oh, I see.

You were here that day.

You saw me.

"Nevertheless, a dumb pea."

Anyway.

Anyway, stupid brother.

What if I drop my sword on the battlefield?

I haven't forgotten a single word.

Calian's mouth catches a long smile.

The day that a person who is not crazy alone and a person who is crazy alone lived. to see what was on the other side of that tearful tragedy.

"· · · · · · · Uploaded."

I breathed.