It took two days to reach the Iria Mountains in the
Principality of Soleil even by carriage.
Although it was a wasteland, the land mass was so wide that it took half a day to enter the center of the territory from the entrance.
Arriving at her principality after a long journey, Ray let out a small sigh.
“Isn’t this too much?”
My eyes were blank.
A wasteland where you can’t even find a proper house, let alone a village.
All that was there were mountains and streams and some monsters in the Iria Mountains.
Soonbok was admiring the scenery around him.
– If you build an inn, business will go well.
The landscape alone is artistic.
A moderately pleasant breeze blows and the grass sways.
Beneath the cliff-protruding Iria Mountains, there was only an empty, empty mansion that was no longer used.
The vice-captain, who was reading through the exhausted escort knights from the long march, suggested it.
“How about everyone resting today? Everyone will be tired from the journey so far.”
Mien was the first to express his consent.
“I want to wash a little.”
– I think that would be better than moving on the first day.
Rei nodded her head with difficulty as she joined the submission.
Anyway, I’m going to go to the end of the day.
“Keep the captives in an underground prison.”
“All right.”
The vice-captain moved the knights in perfect order.
While he was transporting prisoners and arranging the wagons, Ray and his party headed towards the mansion.
The mansion was so old that you could believe it was an abandoned house, judging from the spider webs and broken windows everywhere.
“It’s a shabby place to be called the residence of His Majesty the Prince.”
I agree.
Who would think that a place like this is the residence of a powerful person second only to the king!
In a good way, it is a natural environment, and in a bad way, it is like a beggar.
The state of the mansion and even the garden were all spectacle, probably because they hadn’t hired a caretaker.
Besides, it seems that something smells rotten from earlier.
As soon as I entered the front gate and passed the garden, I felt a familiar presence.
Not one.
Twenty.
thirty.
Significant numbers of signs were felt from inside the mansion.
Soonbok, who had been looking around for a moment while draining his mana, opened his two small eyes.
-I can’t believe this...
Mian also noticed it and covered her mouth with her white hand.
“Three worlds...”
Almost simultaneously with their reaction, green-skinned monsters with pig faces pop out.
Chwii profit-!
When the orc’s characteristic snort stuck in his ears, Ray seemed to lose his mind.
Why are orcs stationed in the prince’s mansion!
In addition, it seemed that they had already set up a house, and it was already full of their excrement and foreign substances here and there.
It feels like my nose is rotting just by going near it.
“My territory...” As
he looked at the orcs with a devastated expression, the orcs attacked with hatchets, whether he knew his feelings or not.
When he hit the shoulder with an ax the size of an adult man’s head, he heard a terrifying sound that was thought to have come from a human body.
“I think I can sleep like this for two days.”
At the thought of enjoying a sweet rest, smiles bloomed on the knights’ faces again.
Arriving at the quiet annex, it seems that the smell of courtesy that I have become accustomed to somehow reappears.
The so-called smell of oak dung.
No matter how fermented it is, the smell is really profound.
His nose was paralyzed and his face was frowned upon.
“You can’t believe this is the vice-captain...” When
someone spat out the words anxiously, it was as expected.
A group of orcs jumped out from inside.
“....”
“....”
Chwiiik....
The two groups looked at each other.
The knights look devastated, and the orcs look at them like that.
“ha ha ha.”
Only someone’s threadbare laughter pierced my ears desolately.
As the orcs shuddered and fled from the annex, the knights remaining in the annex picked up rags instead of swords.
“...I think it’s wrong to rest today.”
“...Have someone bring His Majesty the Prince.”
The voices of the knights sounded more pathetic today.
* * *
Rumors that Celia had placed the saint in the seat of the duke spread even to the Holy Land.
Perhaps because of that, an unexpected noble meeting was convened.
First, the high priests stood up.
“How dare you give Goddess Gaia’s representative a title at will! It’s so rude that you don’t even give us a good word!”
“King Celia said he was greedy, so it seems he decided to take this opportunity to steal the saint!”
When the high priests cheered up, the priests and lower nobles under them couldn’t even say anything.
Eucliwood, who was present as the head of the Belacroix family, quietly agreed.
“It certainly seems necessary to hold the kingdom of Celia accountable. Saints are originally the same as the blessings of the holy kingdom. It is safe to say that the act of taking it away is taking away our faith.”
Zeke, on the other hand, was of the opposite opinion.
“If it is true that you accepted the principality, this would have been what the saint wanted. It seems a little hasty for us to intervene.”
“This is not something that can only be done with the Holy Son in mind. Arbitrarily assigning a title to a saint is clearly disrespectful to our holy country. If sanctions are not imposed, there is a risk that similar things will happen in future generations. It would be better to punish them and let them know that the Holy Kingdom is still in good health.”
When the two opinions diverged, Pope Ecclei expressed some disapproval.
“It’s a little difficult to take that child. However, I am reluctant to apply massive pressure on Celia because I think the trade market will be overcrowded...”
Celia is the world’s leading brokerage trade.
If it looked wrong, the trade countries that were intermediary trade through Silia could be cut off.
No matter how strong the castle is, it is impossible to touch Celia even at a loss.
Eucliwood added a word, as if he knew her meaning.
“His Holiness, please think carefully. There will be many benefits for us by putting pressure on Celia. Even if we appropriately punish them, Celia has no choice but to notice.”
Let’s talk that far, Eclay also had a corner where he felt something.
“Hoo. I see... You mean that the Lord of Belacroix should put pressure on you by force rather than putting pressure on trade?”
“yes.”
Certainly, the power of trade is strong, but Celia, whose soldiers are weak, seems to work quite well.
Just give it a few words and it will lower its tail on its own.
“Good. Let’s follow the opinion of the head of Belacroix. High Priest Deor, send a letter to Celia Kingdom.”
“Yes, I understand.”
The pope’s name fell.
Seongguk decided to send troops to Celia to put pressure on them.
No one knew how big of a wave this action would bring in the future.