Chapter 205

Episode 205:

On the way back to Easton.

Reems flies freely in the sky.

The trees in the direction he was heading moved out of the way to make way for him.

Riems was in a good mood now.

At my request, he had always hidden himself with mana, but now he was revealing himself to his heart’s content.

Even for a dragon known as the lord of mana, it was difficult to hide itself using mana every day.

It’s different if you’re simply using magic to hide yourself.

Dragons are beings that can use magic like breathing.

However, what Reems has done so far is not magic, but mana itself.

It was difficult even for a dragon to assimilate all of its breath, force, and body into the atmosphere that hides its existence.

And it was stuffy.

Dragons have something called bloom. It was natural for dragons to use piers.

Rather, it was strange that peers were not used.

Because using Peer is like breathing.

Riems has been suppressing his peers ever since he was born.

That’s why I was able to avoid getting caught.

It must have been frustrating because he was suppressing himself with mana.

For a person, it’s like being in a coffin and living every day.

Now that I’ve come from that place, it’s even weirder that I’m not happy.

“Do you like it that much?”

-good night! happy!

Riems clung to my head and struck my head with his front paw.

I smiled at the feel of his soft paws.

‘The problem is that woman.’

Liems will hide himself when he arrives in Easton.

But she who became my slave is different.

Not only did I not have the ability to hide myself, but I had to think of an excuse for her in advance.

‘What should I name it?’

It’s hard to call the old name, so I’m thinking of giving it a new one.

I know it’s humiliating for her, but it’s hard for her to be called a piercer.

‘What can be simple?’

Giving a name took a lot of mental energy.

I don’t have a lot of imagination, and I had a hard time coming up with a name for Riems.

No matter how comfortable I liked it, calling it something like Slave No. 1 was a bit weird.

She is a bow master.

Since he is good with a bow, it would be okay to give him a name related to it.

What would be better?

‘Bow bow... master of the bow.’

If the name is related to a bow.

“...Arjuna.”

Why did that name come to mind?

Just like when I gave Rims a name, a word I didn’t know came to mind.

A name that tells you that you are a master of the bow.

In a way, it was a name that suited her.

“From now on, your name will be Arjuna.”

She was following me blankly and looked at me.

Her empty eyes examine me.

Is it that shocking to become a slave?

All you have to do is pay for what you did.

I couldn’t understand the way she was moving just to survive, thinking that it was normal to feel fortunate that she was alive and not dead.

It is unlikely that this was simply because they were enslaved.

An oath to the World Tree.

After doing that, the life in her eyes disappeared.

I know what the oath means, but I can’t figure out why I should react so excessively.

She looked at me blankly for a while and then lowered her head.

“thank you.”

That was the end of it.

After she thanked me, she fell silent again.

I couldn’t see him coming up to me for the first time and handing me meat and chatting over a drink.

“escort?”

“yes.”

To his furrowed brow, I told him a fairly made-up truth.

We found the culprit who withered the World Tree, and in the process, there was a conflict with Kairos, and we had to go find them again.

The faces of the Marquis of Easton and Earl Warrug’s vassals darkened as they listened to me.

“This is not a light matter.”

“If we make a mistake, a war could immediately break out.”

“Those guys will definitely keep their word.”

The Marquis of Easton, who was listening to the vassals, raised his hand to silence them.

Then he looked at me and asked.

“There is no lie in that statement.”

“yes.”

“It’s a pain in the ass. “If they are, they will definitely attack.”

I nodded calmly.

The Marquis of Easton smoothes his chin. His eyes turn to Count Warrug.

I followed him and looked at Count Warrug.

“You... ha.”

Count Warrug sighed, pounding his chest in frustration.

I smiled awkwardly at him.

The Marquis of Easton shook his head and spoke to me again.

“So, that woman is a bodyguard assigned to prepare for any unexpected situation?”

“yes.”

“Huh... I don’t know how to take this. “It’s hard to believe that people with such high self-esteem would take such care.”

The Marquis of Easton continued to sigh, as if he was having a hard time accepting things as they were.

Then I ask Arjuna, who is standing quietly behind me.

“Is what you have said so far true?”

The Marquis of Easton’s words were polite.

It was because she was a foreigner, but more than anything, it was because I told her that she was a master.

If you’re going to be with me anyway, it’s better to say anything in advance.

That way, the scope of action will expand.

However, that was only possible if she answered well.

We spoke to her in advance, but I was worried about whether she would be able to act well.

“you’re right. We have been greatly indebted to Raymond, and we would like to return the favor. “I took on the role of guarding that person, but that was only a very small price to pay.”

My worries disappeared as soon as she opened her mouth.

Her empty eyes disappear and she speaks with eyes full of passion.

“No matter how it is, it is. It wouldn’t be easy to assign the Master to just anyone...”

“If it had been the original, it would have been so. But Raymond is not just anyone to us. Because he is the one who healed the World Tree, our everything and our mother. Even if our entire clan assisted him, it wouldn’t be enough.”

“Hmm....”

“There’s nothing to worry too much about. I am here for your safety, Raymond, and I have no intention of interfering with what you are doing. I hope you treat me as if I don’t exist.”

The Marquis of Easton could barely stop himself from shouting, asking how he could be treated as invisible even though he was a master.

He took a few deep breaths and looked back at me.

“So now you have to go to Kairos?”

“yes.”

“...You really drive things crazy.”

“Would I want to do that?”

“You speak well.”

The Marquis of Easton taps the armrest.

A face immersed in worry.

As he is lost in thought, his retainers close their mouths.

The command barracks suddenly become quiet.

“But I can’t send it alone. Even though there is a Master’s guard...”

The Marquis of Easton looks at Count Warrug.

His face looks like he’s thinking for a moment.

“This time, Lord Bane. “I think you need to move.”

“All right.”

Count Warrug accepted without any hesitation.

If it had been the case, I wouldn’t have sent Count Warrug away so carelessly.

But this time is different.

This is where Daejeon Temple is located. It would be fortunate to have Daejeon Temple, but there are warrior commanders and tens or hundreds of barbarians.

It is dangerous with half-baked articles.

Knowing that, the Marquis of Easton also let him go without a word.