Chapter 332

Episode 332 Princess Silea (2)

“I’m here to buy some things.”

The voice was not very loud, but it seemed that there was an unknown power inside that moved people.

Halfman, who had been rolling on the floor and pretending to die, stood up at once.

He asks, returning with a solemn expression.

“We have a lot of stuff at the top. What goods did you come to see?”

The man glanced at Ray once and said in dismay.

“It doesn’t matter if you listen to the contents, but this is a business. Shouldn’t the outsider be left out when making a deal?”

It would mean sending out those who are not involved.

Before halfman could say anything, Ray moved first.

Anyway, he saw everything.

Even if it wasn’t the man’s words, he was about to go out.

Before Ray passed the man, he looked back at the familiar pattern.

I look closely at the plate armor that goes beyond flashy and has a sense of dignity.

The man spoke as if he felt his gaze.

“Do you have any business with me?”

It’s the first time, but there’s no way to see it.

“no. doesn’t exist.”

“Then go on your way.”

At his words, Ray nodded briefly and left the office.

Holding his breath in the hallway, he looked again in the direction he was supposed to be.

‘An anti-sword pattern on the shoulder. It must be the kingdom of Devon.’

If you look at the luxurious plate armor, which is different from that of ordinary soldiers and commanders, it is probably a commander-level figure.

The sound that such a person came with soldiers is in line with Devon preparing for an all-out war.

Ray, who unexpectedly received good information, smiled.

‘I got this.’

* * *

With Ray gone and only the two of them left in the office, they started talking.

Hafman, who listened to the man’s story, seemed calm all the time, but deep inside he was thinking a lot.

He is looking for weapons and food.

It can be said that they are inexcusable necessities of war.

Looking at the fact that they were trying to purchase supplies that were not yet in short supply, it was clear that a big war was just around the corner.

Halfman internally salivated.

‘Hmm... Things are getting complicated.’

The Hafman Merchant is providing military funds to the kingdom of Celia, an enemy of Devon.

It was safe to say that the Devon Kingdom now making a deal with the half-man top group was willing to pour money into the Celia Kingdom.

No matter how many people know the truth, it’s hard to imagine the aftermath of being caught even if there are only two people who know the truth.

Angry Devon Kingdom has nothing to say even if it turns the upper half of the half into an enemy and attacks.

An ordinary merchant would politely decline the deal, but Hafman was a money-mad ghost.

And there he had a corner to believe in.

A person who served as a saint in the Holy Land and possesses inhuman strength is protecting the guild.

In order for the wall to grow, it must grow at a time like this, when will it grow again!

After thinking for a while, Halfman accepted the man’s offer.

“All right. Weapons and food will be obtained within three days.”

With food and weapons to feed 5,000 people, it would take a week at the earliest.

A satisfied smile bloomed on the man’s face when the head of the guild, not anyone else, said he would finish it within three days.

“Three days... How fast the work is done. If you are at the upper half of the top half, you can believe that your position in the East Continent is not small by any means. I’ll give you the advance payment first.”

Hafman was even praised by the head of the hostile country.

Perhaps because of that, even the small conscience in her chest complained of pain.

“He says everything. ha ha ha.”

“Then I will come back in three days. If you think it will take longer, please let me know in advance.”

‘What if the all-out war was really a trick and the magic corps were hidden somewhere else?’

Prion Castle is protected by a high-level magic circle, but even that has its limits.

If it wasn’t a magic circle created by Aira, who could be said to be transcendent in terms of magic circles, it would inevitably break if he tried to use magic.

If the Devon Kingdom is really aiming for it, Prion Castle, which has not even prepared for anything, will eventually be in danger.

The man who picked up a piece of meat and ate it continued.

“It reminds me of being a soldier. Why weren’t there young men and women?”

The man in the party shakes his head.

“There was. Seeing that he was surrounded by knights, he must have been a nobleman, right?”

There was a frown in Ray’s eyes.

“What do you mean?”

“I couldn’t see closely because it was hidden by the soldiers, but there were young-looking men and women in the group.”

young men and women?

In the midst of such a bloody war?

‘There is no reason for aristocratic children to be dragged into this war.’

There must have been a few nobles who wanted to raise their title by making a contribution, but the possibility that their son, not the person himself, would lead the troops was extremely slim.

If so, the identities of the young man and woman are probably high-ranking princes entrusted with military authority by the king.

The woman’s side would be about that spouse.

Even just a moment ago, I was in the dark, but a ray of light came in.

things go easy

Ray hurriedly rose from his seat.

“I heard you well.”

Although it is not definitive information, there is nothing wrong with being prepared in advance.

Now we don’t know if what Devon really wants is an all-out war or an ambush.

It was necessary to find a solution to it as soon as possible.

* * *

Princess Sileia wandered the streets tirelessly until evening.

Of course, Prince Klein was also next to him.

Klein smiled as he looked at his little brother snooping here and there like a rabbit roaming the field.

“Sileaia has a lot of time, so it’s okay to look around slowly.”

“Brother! Let’s try this too!”

“ha ha ha. okay.”

Seeing him lively made him feel good too.

Even though there are escort knights by my side, it is the first outing with my sister that I enjoy.

Klein wanted to give her the best memories possible.

‘Let’s think of it as a last break before the war.’

Thinking about it, the impatience that had been constricting my chest subsided.

As they roamed the streets excitedly, there was a presence watching him from afar.

Ray, who was chomping on jerky, looked at the situation.

“There are too many.”

The number of knights surrounding him seemed to be twenty.

With that in mind, even if most people disregarded their lives and tried to kill the prince, they would soon be subdued.

Is that all?

Right next to them was a courteous man with tremendous momentum.

Looking at the strong mana felt throughout the body, it is comparable to Duke Zahard, who had previously competed in the Holy Kingdom.

“It will be difficult if we go to an all-out war.”

It was unreasonable to defeat the Sword Master unless he was in the forefront of the fight.

Ray looked at them once and then turned around.

I have already memorized their range of action.

They even found out the inn they were staying at, so there was no need to rush.

Rather, it was time to wait for the right time and hit it all at once.

He basked in the darkness like a beast waiting for its prey.