Chapter 164: Late Lunch (2)

Chapter 164: Late Lunch (2)

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INFINITE MAGE

“Hah, I never thought a day like today would come. Maybe now, I can live a different life?”

The wounds hadn't fully healed, but at least she had broken through her shell. What remained was to carve out a new life while vividly recalling the pain of the past.RêAd lateSt chapters at novelhall.com Only

“What will you do now? I heard someone’s after you.”

Freeman asked.

“We're leaving. We started as mercenaries, and we must live as mercenaries. Our subordinates want that too. Of course, in this country, we've unfairly been labeled as a bandit group.”

Sadness clouded Marsha’s eyes. Mercenaries fought for a living, and she had accepted that she could die at any time. Burying her comrades' deaths deep within, she could still smile.

She had never fought for a greater cause or for some shallow sense of justice, but she had always been proud and never avoided a challenge.

Marsha at least wanted to grant them the title of brave warriors. She felt that their reputation as bandits shouldn't stain their graves.

Understanding Marsha’s feelings, Tess tried to console her.

“Honestly, there's a fine line between bandits and mercenaries. And in some ways, the same can be said for knights and mercenaries. They’re all buried fighting for their beliefs. Politically outcast groups might be branded as evil, but the tides can always turn.”

Rian shared a similar sentiment. Shirone or Amy, who delved into academics, might not relate, but it was a common burden for those aspiring to be knights.

“There was a time our family was threatened too for trying to remain neutral. And Tess, your father must be having a hard time too.”

“True. He’s a hero here, but in the colonies, he’s seen as an invader. It’s politics.”

Marsha smiled, realizing that Rian and Tess were sharing their experiences just to cheer her up.

Despite her lingering distrust in the world, she had come to believe in the existence of genuine people.

‘Such kind children. Shirone’s friends are just like him.’

Marsha leaned her chin on the dining table like a lazy cat, and in a rare moment of peace, she pointed a thumb at Shirone.

“What about you all? Planning on some sightseeing?”

“Ah, we're going to the Kergos Ruins.”

“Kergos? What are you going to do there, you young couple?”

“Well, actually...”

Shirone explained why they were on the island. Listening with interest, Marsha nodded in surprise.

“Wow, I didn't know that secret was there. I wasn’t on the island, so I had no idea. Freeman, did you know?”

“To some extent. I heard stories from the locals.”

“So, you want to enter the Kergos self-governing district?”

“Yes. But the Room of Achievement and Sacrifice is so difficult that we're unsure if we can pass.”

“So if you can't, that’s it?”

“Probably. I do have a backup plan, but it's not certain.”

Freeman chimed in.

“If it's that, we can help.”

“Huh? The Room of Achievement and Sacrifice?”

“No, even if you can’t pass through that room, you can still enter the district. Falcoa seemed to have made deals with that side and Lupe. If you show Freeman Organization’s pass, they’ll let you in. After all, Falcoa was skilled at that kind of thing.”

Shirone’s group was stunned. It was the first time they heard that one could enter the district without taking the test.

Amy tilted her head and asked, “Doesn't that lead to a different path? If two routes exist from the start, there’s no need to have the trial.”

“I don’t know about that. What’s clear is that both paths lead to the same place. This was confirmed by those who passed through the trial.”

Upon hearing this, Shirone was also puzzled. She had expected that passing the trial would lead to a different zone.

“Don’t worry. Clay Marsha can find you anytime, anywhere.”

Marsha spoke vigorously with her sleeves rolled up, clearly someone who knew how to lift people’s spirits.

Freeman stood by her side, ever the loyal support. Though their dynamic seemed unequal, it felt well-matched.

When Shirone entered the forest, Marsha, who had stayed for a long time, asked, “The Kergos Ruins. Will they be alright?”

“Probably not,” Freeman replied calmly.

Marsha frowned at Freeman but he maintained his usual composure.

“They'll make it. They’re strong.”

With a bittersweet smile, Marsha looked up at the sky. The sound of spatial movement tore through the forest air.

***

By the time Shirone’s group returned to the villa in the carriage, evening had already fallen.

Zis, who had been pacing the living room despite his injuries, turned around as soon as the door opened.

“Aah...”

Tears filled Zis’s eyes. His only sister, Yuna, had returned unharmed.

“Brother!”

“Yuna!”

Zis cried as he hugged Yuna, and the siblings clung to each other, sobbing.

The ordeal had been challenging for them. Even Shirone, known for her mental fortitude, had nearly given up multiple times.

Knowing they had been attacked by such vicious people made Zis and Yuna’s helplessness all the more palpable.

“Are you okay? Are you hurt?”

“Yes. I’m fine. My brother and sisters saved me. But what about you? What happened that you’re all bandaged up?”

“I’m fine. As long as you’re back, nothing hurts.”

In truth, Zis could barely walk, but he didn’t want to show his pain to Yuna. Her fears were far greater than his suffering.

Zis looked at Shirone’s group with gratitude and bowed deeply.

“Thank you! Thank you so much! I won’t forget this kindness.”

Tess patted Zis’s shoulder reassuringly. Having heard Freeman’s story, he knew this was something to discuss later.

“Hoho! Forget it. Just remember what I said when we set out. If you’re really grateful, show it with your actions from now on.”

“Huh? What do you mean?”

Zis blinked, confused by Tess’s words, while Shirone’s group and even Yuna smiled at him.

***

After putting the exhausted Yuna to bed, Zis returned to the table. Sipping on herbal tea, he resumed the paused conversation.

“So, you want to enter the self-governing district through the Kergos Ruins, and that’s why you need an interpreter?”

“Yes. Yuna says you can help, but we want to know how proficient you are.”

“For casual conversation, I can guide you. But entering the self-governing district is...”

Zis stroked his chin with a concerned expression.

“What’s wrong? Is there something that bothers you?”

“No, it's fine. I’ll guide you. I don’t know why you’re going, but it’s a special place. Not because it’s secretive but because the Galian government strictly controls access. Are you sure about this?”

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