Chapter 113 – 113. Spartal (1)

It’s been a week since Mortus and Shogus joined.

There were incidents of some thieves turning into thieves/enemies, but there were no major problems.

Elizabeth was silent about this, perhaps because she was upset as she saw bandits roaming around Spartal, but even if the security became a little unstable, there were many thieves who prey on travelers, and the largest group of thieves in the forest were Elvenheim’s Canfs. So there was no problem for me.

At least for me.

“…Damn panties men, what is a warrior, what is a city of warriors.”

“…Pantman?”

“In terms of fighting style, the city warriors do not use any armor other than spears, shields, and swords to show their bravery.”

“Not a knight?”

“…They prefer the word ‘warrior’ rather than ‘knight’, and since the names are different between each city, I will be careful about this. They force their own laws on travelers as well.”

“If you say it’s a law, it’s a rule of thumb.”

“That’s right. Considering that he was robbed by Teiba on such a topic, he’s not that outstanding, and he’s just a bunch of idiots, but at least his physical specs are excellent as they were strengthened through harsh training. And if you want to prove your worth in anything, you’ll fight in a duel. “It’s like the worst place for wizards.”

“…So, I’m afraid I’ll lose there?”

“Leonidas, the ruler of Spartal, has some common sense, but the people below him are just idiots. He looked down on them because they were women, so he openly smashed them to pieces. He called the smashed warriors a disgrace to warriors and threw them away in the wilderness without treatment. Phew – on that topic. “The management of the surrounding area is… Very crappy.”

“Is Leonidas normal?”

“At least.”

…That’s okay.

At least since he is appointed by the central government and rules Spartal, does this mean that he can communicate to some extent?

Naturally, it is difficult to control the things below?

“In that case, the bastards under them would be more assholes than the ruler.”

“…That is likely to be high. You should see for yourself what kind of mess Leonidas and those below him have made in the past seven years.”

There is a 7 year difference between the information I previously knew and the information I have now.

Naturally, this is a sacred place for rough men in a canyon visible from afar. Spartal.

This natural fortress, protected by walls and protected by a canyon, is approaching, and the rest will have to be seen.

I’ll leave that for later.

And if it follows the changes so far, this is the first change.

This is a change from the Shogus that has become my robe and is loafing around.

“…~? !! ~~♪”

And even Elizabeth, who was looking at it with disapproving eyes. Above all, that lingering movement that seems to check my body here and there.

When I take off my robe, it hangs there quietly, but it always looks like this while I’m wearing it.

In its own way, the physical strength of this Shoggus, its mass beyond what I can see, is greater than I can imagine, and I also have the means to kill it.

Elizabeth, who was skeptical at first, was relieved when I told her that I could kill it, but even so, she was not satisfied with the sight of it clinging to my body.

“…Why on earth are you touching yourself Clark?”

“Mol?Ru.”

“Can’t you tell me to stop touching you?”

“…This thing won’t listen even if it dies.”

“~~!! ~? ♪~”

And yet, I am still touching my body in real time.

It doesn’t really have any negative effects on the body, just the feeling of clothes rustling.

However, the discomfort lies with other people.

Second change.

Mortus is joking around with Sylphid in his spirit form behind me.

-…Wow, awesome. Mortus, the god of death? Did you give Clark his powers?

-Well, he has aptitude, and most of all, he only does pretty things in everything he does. By the way, did you know that Clark is the grandson of the Demon Sultan?

-I didn’t know. I didn’t even mention it, and I didn’t even know about it.

-Do you know?

Hearing the two of you talking in my ear like this is driving me crazy.

They raise their hands and tilt their heads.

…

Wow.

These two are helpers who lend me strength, one is the god of death, and the other is the wind spirit who can give powerful physical power to this world.

-But, if that happens, wouldn’t I be of lesser status? The person who can lend me more strength…God-

-…Are you there? All of the Elder Gods that exist in the world can be considered his enemies. Among the spirits of the natural world, you became ‘qualified’ to meet Clark only after being caught up in the clumsy modifications of the Kanfs and being corrupted.

-Wow, speaking of qualifications, you really sound like the child of a high-ranking person.

-You are a descendant of the High One. If you were to compare it to anything else, you’d be slightly higher than me, right? It’s not finished yet, but that’s…Huhuhu-

I try to ignore the noise of the two people talking behind me.

The point is that Mortus also has favor towards me.

And the eyes looking down at me sinisterly and the hand on my shoulder.

The sound of the two people continuously opening their mouths as they moved in the vehicle made this boring journey not boring.

And Elizabeth looks at me with a sharp look. And even my older sister and Anna are smiling happily.

Originally, it was said that other people’s misfortune was the greatest interest.

Gawain also chuckled, talking about Mortus and Sylphid’s comic. And I was giggling as I looked at my situation.

Apart from the story-telling Lord of Death and the Spirit King of Wind, I do my own thing.

During the journey, I gave Aris a problem, and Aris smiled happily as I watched her solve the problem.

I’ve been teaching magic to elementary school students, and naturally, what I do is use my imagination when using magic.

Because of the age range, it was made for elementary school students, and the one I brought out to Aris now is Goldberg.

A magic engineering device with a simulation function.

This is a device that allows you to achieve a goal by manipulating designated items with your fingers.

From a magical and magical perspective, it is a completely useless machine, but it was useful equipment used when teaching Lorraine, and it is now in Aris’ hands.

And what can this do?

Also known as Rube Goldberg Machines.

Something Dick showed me one day.

From what I’ve seen, it seems like a really useless thing to do, but the ball rolls and the ball knocks over the stick, the pillars collapse as the stick falls, and various other interactions caused by the collapsing pillars.

Looking at those interactions, I wonder what kind of idiotic behavior this is.

That’s what I thought.

When you wonder what they’re doing just to ring a bell or raise a flag, you realize that wizards are really idiots who only care about efficiency.

Thanks to that, I was able to think about disassembling the magic spell itself and combining it at the right time.

We developed a method to achieve the goal through the interaction between each spell.

Naturally, what I showed Aris was a device that causes such strange processes to make a bell ring or popcorn pop.

Something like a device that turns on the light to eat something delicious.

Anyway, things like that.

The fact that such useless actions are required for the method itself is the height of inefficiency for the wizard, but in order to develop creativity and freely use magic, one must acquire a sense of what to do with spells.

This is part of that, and Eris, who is watching it right next to me, looks at me and asks.

“…Well, Clark. This education policy is far from education no matter how you look at it-“

“What do you think education is, Eris?”

“That-“

“It’s called monarchy, where you learn how to swing a sword, use magic, or speak strictly and treat people. But what is that? It’s still too early for a 7-year-old.”

“…It’s necessary if you’re going to follow the Demon Lord’s path.”

Eris talks about it heavily, and of course she knows that rulers need such education. And Diabolus, who was Cassandra’s son, also seemed to have mastered his own way of politics and monarchy.

As Tio Gransha, a talented soldier, openly sets a trap and makes us move accordingly, memories of not being able to breathe and being pressured come to mind.

Naturally, the female leader right next to me, Elizabeth, destroyed it single-handedly and held on until Gawain, Kogan, and I, who had rushed in to assassinate Diabolus, succeeded.

I don’t know, but if Elizabeth had been there, wouldn’t Diabolus have been left behind like a dog?

Those who were capable were put to great use to put pressure on us, and in the meantime, they even tried to recruit the expedition team that came all the way here.

Well, if it were that guy who was the devil’s enemy, that might be possible.

But there’s something I don’t understand.

“…So, is there a need to do this?”

“The devil’s child must not show any flaws. And, he must have the qualities of a monarch as ever, and he himself has it…”

“I’m hoping. But from what I can see, he’s just a kid who likes to play and eat.”

Children are more influenced by their surroundings than you might think.

Because people around you say that, you mistakenly believe that you have to be that way, and there are surprisingly many cases where you force yourself to wear clothes that don’t fit.

Okay.

There are so many of them and I feel sad about that.

Children can always run around, have fun, and be interested in things they are interested in. It’s okay to throw it away because you don’t think you can do it right away.

It’s okay to throw away what you’re doing because you’re tired of it.

“Uuuh-I can’t do it!! Why go through the process of squeezing lemon juice when you can just squeeze it with your hands!”

“Okay, if you can’t do it, you can do whatever you want. Thank you. That’s it for today’s class.”

“…Is this actually a class in the first place, teacher?”

“It’s a class. And learning to give up on things you can’t do is also a class. So, do you want to quit?”

I am ready at any time.

Teaching magic.

Among them is giving up and accepting that I can’t use magic and that I can’t go any further.

One’s own will is important there, and that’s what I teach.

“…I’ll try again.”

And it’s also good to feel motivated and try to do more.

Therefore, children are beings with potential and must be protected and cherished.

And if you wait a while, the strong-willed child will get up again and follow you.

If he says he won’t be able to get up, just hold his hand, and if he doesn’t think he can, just let him rest.

And I chuckled as I looked at Aris, who was once again in a trance, planning to squeeze a lemon with the gold bug I had given her.

By endlessly challenging and exploring, the wizard will find the answer.

And since weeding it out in the bud with dirty, twisted magic that is difficult to understand, this is how we teach it through play.

“…This is the first time Aris-sama has concentrated like this. What did you do, Geumtaeyang?”

And Carnetia looked at me and asked, and I answered.

“I just haven’t had the chance. I don’t think I can do it, so okay, leave me alone. I’ll do it! Isn’t that how it came out? That’s what I thought it was when I saw it.”

I know.

There is no such opportunity in society.

There are countless ways to gaslight someone in that way and turn them into an asshole.

However, there is no need to introduce such a spicy taste of society to this child early, it is time to let her know that she can do it.

How can you tell children about the spicy taste of society that adults experience?

What I felt while encountering evil intentions that were more damning because they were pure, and malicious intents that became more sophisticated and badass because they were adults, was that there was no need to tell children about that early on.

“That…”

“Just watch the kids. You guys would have grown up, but you’re not like this, right?”

And in the midst of all this, Aris, who eventually succeeded in squeezing the juice out of the lemon using the simulation devices I gave her, got up from her seat and jumped up…

“It’s done!! It’s done!! Teacher!! I did it, I did it…”

Bah!!

“Evil!”

“Ah, Aris!?”

“Uu-ah, it hurts…”

He looks like he is crying and is stroking his head with his tail.

However, as the ball she released from her hand began to roll, Aris’ Goldberg device was definitely squeezing the juice out of the lemon, and the magic engineering simulator was definitely successful in developing Aris’ cognitive abilities and creativity.

And when she looked like a child holding it in both hands and wanting her to tell me if I did a good job, I nodded to her and reached out my hand to stroke her hair and said,

“Good job Aris. Let’s end today’s class here.”

“Can you tell me more? This is fun! My head hurts – so much! It’s so much fun!”

“There will be plenty of opportunities to do this later.”

Well, there are some restrictions on providing education while traveling, and strictly speaking, it is a situation where you have to take care of childcare and even escort, but despite that, Aris is so naive and educated that she follows the education well, and at first, it felt like those pretentious words were lies. He was a child who followed along well.

Eris was also looking at me with her strange eyes, as if it was surprising to see such a different side of a child despite being from the same family. At the same time, as soon as her education was over, my older sister extended her hand towards Aris.

Bread made by Anna.

And as soon as he saw the bread, his mouth started drooling.

“Good job Aris. You did a good job listening to Clark’s training. It’s difficult but fun, right?”

“Yes! It’s fun!”

“Here, the bread. Enjoy it.”

“Yes~”

How did a kid like this become such a pretentious brat?

“It’s mine.”

When Lucy spoke in a dejected tone, I handed Anna another piece of bread.

“Here, yours.”

“…Thank you.”

And at the same time, Rob talks to me hesitantly.

-Master, me too.

“…”

Tsk.

Should I ask Anna for another one later?

If the situation arises, I may kill him, but if that happens, I don’t know what will come next.

-Owner, me too!

Shogus begins to procrastinate with a clearer will.

And those who were looking at the strange sight naturally responded that they saw something they couldn’t see.

“…What on earth happened while we were unconscious, princess?”

“…I won’t tell you. Because an unstoppable will has descended.”

“…Are you God?”

How great it would be if we could end with those words. With that, Eris said no more.

Only then did she decide that she didn’t know, and Carnetia didn’t ask any more questions.

Give Shogus the bread Anna baked, the bread she made to eat during the trip. Shogus opens his mouth and eats the bread I gave him.

This won’t get on your clothes later.

The image of Shogus eating bread while thinking such things. Is it an illusion if you feel like you are smiling with your eyes closed?

Well, I don’t know about this.

Anyway, I’m trying not to give it too much attention as it’s here to keep an eye on me, but it doesn’t show any special hostility towards me.

So I left this alone, and when I saw something procrastinating…

“Wow, this is cute.”

Even the way Anna says that.

“…Aren’t you disgusted by this?”

Of course, I know that my very existence is a disgusting planet, and I also know that I am in no position to say such things to it.

“How can I, who serves the master, criticize the being given to me by your grandmother? Besides, you’re quiet, right? I’m not trying to do anything to you. Above all else… Aren’t you cute?”

“Yeah, isn’t it cute?”

The older sister also touches the hem of her robe, and Show Gus trembles at her older sister’s touch but does not reject it.

After tickling it, the shoggus trembled wetly and became distorted. Elizabeth was disgusted by the sight of her older sister laughing at the sight.

“This?”

Elizabeth is the only one who has the same sentiments as me.

Naturally, Elizabeth doesn’t seem to like this very much, and perhaps this is the general reaction of people.

From my perspective, I don’t like it because I feel like they’re constantly procrastinating and messing with me.

It feels like the clothes are moving, but it’s completely different if it’s on something else.

Above all, Shogus.

This is a creature that has killed its owner.

A book about star beings left behind by my father. And a being listed in that book.

Because it was a being that killed its master and escaped.

It is written that he killed an [Ancient man] And escaped from that ancient man.

In addition, the book left behind by his father also lists beings commonly referred to as [Great Ones].

So to speak, they are the great ones, and there are various beings.

And there are many beings underneath it.

Nia, a [Weaver in the Dark: Atlacnacha], Also has spiders under her command besides herself, and can summon them. He said that it doesn’t seem to have been called yet and that Nia can also make it and call it, but it is not recommended to call it here.

Nuna is also a higher-ranking being, so she can summon sheep, and Nug and Yev are among them.

Especially those two and the many lambs who inherited my characteristics.

What is Lucy, who is presumed to be a star?

The books containing my father’s knowledge were something I had not encountered before.

If it was something you had never encountered before, you were not supposed to tell it.

My father said.

Nyarlathotep.

Cloth Mask, Black Pharaoh.

Creeping chaos.

He said it was a nightmare that could put me in the worst situation if I let my guard down.

If you can’t control it, don’t get involved, don’t get involved. If you’re going to kill, definitely kill.

If you’re going to control it, make sure it’s on a leash and make sure it’s yours.

This means that his father is warning him to be wary of Nyarlathotep and approach him cautiously.

At the same time, I was introducing it as the best hand I could use.

I looked at all the various TMIs about Shogus, and there it was written like this.

A star being who killed its owner and escaped from its original home.

However, the masters are one of the ancient species, and they became members after accepting the power of the stars.

And that he is a capable servant and shield that protects the king.

…

I don’t know.

Is it possible for me to know the thoughts of the High One?

If you’re going to keep watch, wouldn’t it be better to throw someone who can hang a leash on the leash rather than someone who can act as a shield?

Moreover, this is not hostile towards me and is even friendly.

If he was being arrogant towards me, I could have treated him roughly without hesitation, but that’s not the case.

Whenever I see someone trying to show their teeth to people around them, I impose sanctions and listen carefully.

…

Okay.

It’s really hard to listen to what you say so carefully.

“But, wouldn’t it be better if you gave me your name?”

“…Why are you saying that, sister?”

“That’s right, right? You listen carefully when you say it and try to help in any way you can, right?”

Does that help refer to the thieves blocking the path by dropping stones?

-Ha ha! Kill the man and rape the woman!

-Haha!! The captain tells you to kill the woman and rape the man!

-?

There were thieves who showed themselves like this –

It became non-existent.

Crunch, crunch, crunch, crunch, crunch.

Suddenly!! Kwazizig-!!

In the first place, these thieves are made up of only members who can kill them all before they even scream.

Naturally, I destroyed the thieves and approached them with a hammer to pretend that they couldn’t use magic, but the Shogus revealed its true form from its robe and chewed them all up.

Crunch-clunk-clack-clack! The sight of the person being processed without even being able to scream.

Actually, I don’t mind because I’ve seen it’s worse than that, but what the heck.

After saying that, he came back to me right away, but the fact that there was blood on his clothes was an added bonus.

It’s not that they didn’t clean up the blood at all, but they even sucked the blood off my clothes.

…

Although I can handle most of the miscellaneous things lightly, it feels strange.

-Master, from now on, I will take care of your clothes and their dirt.

…

-Delicious…The owner’s body odor, scent.

This is actually a bit strange.

Judging by the fact that he asked me to give him a name, it seems like my sister likes him too.

The same goes for Anna.

-Do whatever you want. Because it won’t cause any harm to those around you anyway. So it doesn’t have that kind of intelligence? I wouldn’t know if something like Nyarlathotep popped out, but that’s a baby.

Considering that Mortus also said this, it was confirmed that he couldn’t come up with such a high-level plan.

Although he looks like a naive child, it is also true that he cannot let his guard down.

Anyone else may not know this, but I am dealing with this, and since it has been given to me as a shackle, it would be right for me to be on guard against it.

“But Anna, why?”

“That’s right, that kid takes care of all the food that gets thrown away every time.”

…

Well, from the perspective of the person cleaning, there really is nothing better than that.

“…Even if you think about cancer, what you’re doing to Clark is…”

Elizabeth still doesn’t seem to like it.

Solias what-

…

In the first place, this goddess Gongsun is like that or not.

Tsk.

Should I at least give it a real name?

I don’t know if other people would know, but seeing as the family I grew up with didn’t reject it, it seems really harmless, so I’ll have to think about it.

Anyway, back again.

Eyes that follow me even while traveling.

As I head to Spartal for a week, the sticky gaze following me becomes stronger.

And the further I head towards Spartal, the dirtier I feel.

The same goes for my sister, and Nia seems to feel it as well, feeling uncomfortable.

And Mortus also spoke about it.

-Hmm, Clark. Maybe I can use the power I gave you this time.

“…Is that so?”

As for me, I really don’t want to use it.

But I swear that to deal with things that don’t die easily, you need the power of a god who can cause death. I could at least intuit that it would be used here.

And that’s not all.

As expected, pursuers are following in Elvenheim as well.

Spartal, Elvenheim. In addition, there is an unknown third force.

…

Even if this is messed up, a lot of mess will happen.

And sure enough.

Another mess was unfolding before us.

“Stop. Stop the horseless carriage and follow the instructions.”

And the voice of the city guard rings out.

Spartal.

There is still a long way to go to this rough terrain.

Are you saying you’re going to be on guard from here?

“Movement of the carriage is prohibited from here on. Return the carriage to Spartal, and immediately disembark the occupants…”

And before the words are finished, Elizabeth stands up from her seat.

Naturally, the predecessor of Freesia.

Elizabeth Pantalone appears.

That’s what Elizabeth said before she went to Spartal.

-The Spartal guys are such scoundrels.

-Why?

In fact, the whole of Frisia is weak and strong, so it is like a country of bastards.

This is even more so considering the recent controversy at Magia.

Of course, there is no reason to say that in front of Elizabeth, and of course we talk about the Spartals.

– He is polite to government officials and high-ranking nobles, but it is a test for travelers and outside officials. He is not even good at this, and yet he came to engage in diplomacy with Frisia! Wake up! This is how we shake things up.

-I didn’t even think you’d say something like that to start a fight.

-It was because of you in the first place, Clark!…So take responsibility, you.

He throws this with a fastball again.

Anyway, the typical behavior of a bully is to pick a fight with travelers and take a lot of taxes, or if there are carriages, confiscate the horses and carriages.

In the case of the top, the road to Spartal is completely excluded.

Even if other places are rough, it’s better. Is there any way that the climbers could handle the difficult hike in Spartal by carrying all their luggage?

In other words, you have to unload all your luggage and carry it with you.

Of course, soldiers move it, but in that case, you have to be prepared for it to be lost.

They say that even though it is a road that a carriage can go up to safely, they do that shit at the beginning of the ramp, and they say that the weak cannot enter Spartal.

So what changes if you barely come in?

Naturally, these bastards are said to be very hostile to foreigners.

Hmm.

-So, please leave it to me to get through Spartal.

Then I stick her head out and see Elizabeth step out in front of her vehicle, and Dick watches with interest, too, with her window rolled down and her arms crossed.

And-

A muscular Spartal soldier carrying a spear and a shield and wearing only underwear. Of course it is winter now.

It’s not just winter, it’s a fucking cold midwinter.

But in the midst of all that, you’re dressed like that.

Are these guys really not cold?

When I thought,

Among them, the sound of a soldier flying away is heard along with a blow that distorts the soldier’s helmet.

Wow!!

A Spartal soldier is seen flying away after being hit by Elizabeth with her fist.

Wow.

And the soldier who flew like that faints.

Of course it is.

He fights with Gawain, and he is the most reliable warrior among our party line.

It’s actually great that he didn’t die.

“W-what?!”

“This is crazy. Is this the Spartal way?”

“You’re crazy?”

And the being who guards this road appears.

Of course, Dick-

“This! Is! Spar…”

Wow!!

And before Dick can speak, the sound of a bone breaking is heard.

“The Margrave Elizabeth Pantalone speaks, you bastards in panties.”

Wow.

And then he spits out the kind of vulgar swear words that I do.

“Right now, crawl up on all fours with your arms and legs and call your lord of the castle, Leonidas.”

And then the guard captain fell to the floor with his head broken, and Elizabeth wiped the blood from his fist.

“Go up, until you come down. Give me one hour. Walk up on all fours and bring Seongju down.”

“Wow, that’s crazy… Wow!!”

This time the sword is swung.

A sword so sharp that the cutting force is so strong that you can’t even hear the sound of the cut is swung with one hand, and one idiot who expressed dissatisfaction unfortunately loses her life.

“You’re crazy? Let’s take it back to you. When you do something crazy, it’s Phrygia that has to go after you. This is Phrygia, and you’ve seriously damaged the spirit of Phrygia.”

And pound it into the ground.

Kwasik!!

Damn it, my teeth are falling out.

“From now on, if you don’t move more than 10 meters away from here, you will be killed by this sword one by one.”

“…No, I said don’t fuck me.”

Of course she heard it, but Elizabeth just laughed and said to the people in front of her.

“Run. Unless you want to die.”

And for the first time in my life, I was able to see that a person can run at high speed on all four legs.

And not long after looking at it, I saw a muscular man with a bushy beard, dressed in the uniform of a Phrygian knight, come down, and soon after, he kneels in front of Elizabeth and bows his head.

“Meet the Margrave Elizabeth Pantalone!!”

The return of the Empress of Frisia began in earnest.