Chapter 420 – 14. All Relationships Have an Ending.

Tuck, tuck, tuck.

A late night when a good child in the Empire would have been in bed.

After crossing the dark alley, the two figures hid themselves under the shade and took off their hoods, letting out the breath they had been holding.

“Ha… “

“Whoa… “

The identities of the two figures are none other than Remia and Cassano. The two of them swept away their sweaty bangs and waited for the right time to avoid the sound of footsteps passing by by sticking to the wall.

“Are you gone?”

“Looks like he’s gone.”

I came to the most remote alley, but there should be no witnesses. That was Remia’s request, so Cassano watched the passing guards and gave a sign that it was done, and Remia quietly took out two spellbooks from her arms.

“I got it beforehand. It’s a scroll that moves in front of the mountain range, so you have to go halfway up.”

“Yes.”

The reason Cassano and Remia hid in the back alleys like thieves was because of their deal with Rell in Thrawn Mountains.

There shouldn’t be any eyewitness reports of disappearing somewhere, so the two agreed to get out of the mercenary guild building before 9 o’clock when they were supposed to trade and use the order book in a back alley where no one would see it.

“Come on, let’s go.”

“… “

Bu-wook and Remia tear up the order book, unable to hide their excitement about the upcoming transaction. Cassano, standing next to her, prayed briefly for the safe arrival of the letter to the prince before meeting with Remia, then followed and tore up the order book.

– Ugh!

Fire, a cloud of light that fills the field of vision. Cassano, who fell lightly from the air with a turbulent vision, tilted his head at the black landscape where he could not see anything, but was soon shocked.

At first, I thought I couldn’t see anything because of the darkness, but that was my mistake. Cassano swallowed his saliva at the sight of the bleak mountain range covered in pure white mist, the overwhelming Thrawn Mountains, like iron awls stuck here and there.

“Are you scared? Is it already difficult?”

At that time, Remia’s mischievous joke, who had been watching Cassano calmly, finally remembered the existence of Remia, who had arrived first, and put her hood on and nodded her head.

“It’s more intimidating than I thought, especially if you’re stabbed there, you can’t even pick a bone?”

The vicious stone thorns that sprouted like lampposts all over the mountain range, the surface of the stone thorns dotted in the Thrawn Mountains was so rough and so vicious that they were more than happy to be pierced with a single shot.

“You just have to be careful, I brought plenty of shield orders just in case.”

If it’s worth stopping once, Remia smiles and hands over a crumpled order book.

After accepting it quietly, Cassano quietly looked around the entrance of the mountain range at Remia’s words to go up, then raised his head to the white feathers falling from the sky.

An ordinary pigeon feather, but the moment the space beyond the fallen feather shook and the fallen feather stuck to the ground, Cassano realized that Oberon was already there.

‘I can go up.’

The operation has already begun since we found the mark that Oberon left behind.

Cassano, who picked up a feather that had fallen on the floor, had no reason to delay any longer, so he put the feather in his bosom and quietly followed Remia, who led the way.

Jeobeok, Jeobeok, Jeobeok, the moment the two men and women climbed the fog-filled mountain range, the surroundings became quiet, and the sound of footsteps stopped and the only sounds remaining were the rustling of insects and the rustle of leaves. Began to scatter.

“It started.”

“Prince, it’s dangerous if you come out already.”

A shimmering rainbow-colored curtain as the fog clears.

When the veil was lifted, the entrance to the Thrawn Mountains, which had been densely covered with bushes and trees, began to be covered with fluttering tents and waiting knights dressed in outstanding armor.

“No, we should also save Medea’s power.”

“Haam… “

In response to Oberon’s greeting that he had suffered, a woman in a robe standing next to him quietly nodded her head. The sorceress called Medea gave advice to the prince who silently gazed at the mountain range.

“The Slave Liberation Corps has all started climbing the mountains, so how about notifying the knights at the base of the start of the operation?”

“I see, this late night- I always thank the sirs who are working hard for the Empire. If today’s operation is completed safely, you will also be able to relax for a while, so please show the Empire’s villains what the consequences of going against the Empire are.”

“””Yes, Prince!”””

The knights of the empire gradually herded the bleak mountain range with a loud reply.

Remia, unaware that the noose hanging around her neck was slowly tightening, brushed her hand at Cassano, who was quietly following her, and pointed her finger at the middle chin that emitted a weak light.

“It’s fire, I can feel mana, so it must be a mana lamp. The Slave Liberation Corps is right.”

You feel mana? Cassano had heard beforehand that the prince and the sorceress Medea would hide in the phantom magic, so when Remia said she sensed mana, her shoulders trembled.

‘Did you notice it from below? No, it’s too relaxed for that kind of thing, right? Like someone who knows nothing… ‘

She is already halfway to her chin, and her deal is about to start, but assuming it’s a trap for her trap, Cassano gently clings to Remia walking along her dirt road and quietly leaves her. I saw.

“Can you feel that? Are wizards naturally sensitive to mana?”

“Because how good her mana sensitivity is is what determines a good wizard. Even if your sister looks weak, she’s a wizard who has achieved quite a bit. It’s not easy to detect that much mana.”

“Ah… “

Cassano opened her eyes wide and looked at Remia with her hands together as if she were amazing. Because it was a gesture that induced her to lose her guard, Remia was proud of Cassano’s eyes as if she admired her senior, so she didn’t ask. I started babbling until.

“This is where a lot of mana is distributed in the aftermath of the magic experiment, see the fog? You can think of it as a situation where mana is covered like that fog. It is so dangerous that an ordinary wizard cannot detect it even if he casts magic right in front of him, but I can sense mana from that distance.”

How is it, isn’t it great? Remia added, and pushed out her swollen breasts. Cassano considered the possibility that Remia, who sensed mana at a distance of less than 100 meters, could see through her illusion magic, but due to her personality, Cassano judged that she did not notice.

Cassano, who judged that the woman who was talking so much just because she looked great had sensed a large-scale illusion magic, that she couldn’t be so carefree.

“It’s close, don’t worry – I’ll be there if anything happens.”

“Heheung, yes yes, now- would you like to earn money?”

Jerk, jerk, jerk.

A desolate mountain range where no noise can be heard.

Arriving halfway up the Throne Mountains, where she was supposed to make a deal, Cassano stuck out her tongue as she gazed at the vast clearing and the steep cliffs behind the freed slaves.

Cassano was shocked by the fact that the only way to go down was the way he came up, halfway up the hill with his back to the floor full of stone thorns, and to escape from here, he would have to go up a pitch-black mountain range and go down in a different direction or fall down a cliff full of stone thorns. Come.

The reason was simple.

It was because I realized again how dangerous it would be if this was a real deal.

Only two people came here, but the number of people in the Slave Liberation Corps is estimated to be ten. What if they drew their swords and pushed them off the cliff?

On top of that, Cassano, who thought that he couldn’t escape against that woman who felt as insignificant as the sword master, or even more so, felt a little gratitude again for the fact that he had carried out a strategy with the prince.

Tzirit, I only looked at it for a moment, but the silent pressure returned to my stomach. Seeing Lel’s gaze that seemed to pierce through the hood he was wearing, Cassano pulled the hood down and hid himself behind the small body of Remia standing in front of him.

“Here you are.”

The cotton cloth that covers half of her face flutters, but her mouth and nose are not exposed. Likewise, Lel, who had his long ears covered by his hood, held out his hand to Remia, who was striding forward.

-Kwook

Hands tangled lightly, but Cassano, who felt the trust in those hands was quite heavy, and quietly watched Remia chatter about her deal.

Remia, who had told her not to step forward or try anything, with her eyes demanded that Cassano wait quietly as she had warned in advance, and then she started talking to Rell about her deal.

“The price has been prepared in advance, as you said. Stuff?”

“Show me.”

“Yes.”

-Koo goong, koo goong, koo goong, drooling!

“Wow, did you bring something like that all the way here? One or two must have collapsed?”

It was nothing but a large wagon pulled by the Slave Liberation Corps, but the wagons pulled by the silent, furry beast tribes were not one or two, but enough wagons.

“My subordinates had a hard time, because it was difficult to find subspace orders.”

Rell gave instructions to stop the wagon in the back lot while talking nonchalantly.

She constantly talked about the price she had to pay with Remia and the ratio of the supplies she had brought, but she glared at Cassano with sharp, unobstructed eyes.

‘Did you notice? Or where do you think I’ve seen it?’

‘That man, it’s not unusual to feel… Something familiar, have you seen it?’

She exchanges her mouth and hands with Remia, but her thoughts do not stop, and the Lel pours out on her subordinates she has brought.

She felt the weight of a sack the size of a child’s head resting on her palm, and briefly ordered Cassano to take her eyes off her and keep her men waiting behind her.

“I must have paid the price, you can take the goods.”

“Can’t you check how much?”

“There is a degree, and it is okay even if the amount called is not right. It must mean that you did it because you were confident enough to take care of it.”

“Haha… “

Remia laughed, but her shoulders trembled at the fact that her head would have been blown off if she had been tricked into taking out one or two when she first put in her bill.

-Sueuuu…

“Ugh, that bastard fog. It doesn’t fade, does it?”

“… It’s strange, no matter how foggy it is, it’s this thick.”

“Huh?”

Lel’s point out of nowhere. Remia took out the subspace spell book from her bosom and saw her ears hidden in her robes twitch. After narrowing her eyes, she asked Rell.

“Is the fog strange?”

If someone else had talked about it, they would have wondered if the land exposed to magic had been hit once or twice.

“No matter how low the temperature in the mountains is, the fog doesn’t seem to clear from noon when we arrived until now.”

“Hmm… “

As if something was strange, Lel and Remia, who were looking at this side with suspicious eyes, frowned at the suspicion that started out of nowhere, raised her mana, and fired it into a wide open space.

-Hwaaak…

Her fog, colliding with her tangible mana, dissipates and the clearing lights up.

Even if it was brightened, it wasn’t too obvious since it was a space illuminated by only a few lanterns, but the fact that the fog had lifted alone made Lel cast aside his suspicions and looked around the mountain range where the grass rustled.

“If it was magic or something, it wouldn’t have been scattered by mana, isn’t it just an ordinary fog?”

“I wasn’t particularly suspicious, but… Something is strange.”

Keep your distance.

The Slave Liberation Corps withdraws from Rell’s surroundings at Rell’s brief command. Rell immediately strengthened his body by gathering all the latent mana in his body along with the raised spirit.