Chapter 294 – The Levantine Empire (3)

“… If you tease me twice, my heart will drop.”

“Oops. I didn’t know that you would rise like this to the point of killing people just by looking at them.”

Uh, well So is this a joke too?

Since the sword master did it, it doesn’t sound like a joke.

I even laughed awkwardly for a while. Only then did Havel look away from me and looked at Helena, who could be said to be the nominal representative of this side.

“First of all, the position of the apostle, which had been vacant for 300 years, was filled. I sincerely congratulate you.”

“Thank you. I am also honored to meet the sharpest sword that defends the Empire.”

“The sharpest. It is only the oldest sword.”

He smiled bitterly at the cliche greeting and waved his hand, but suddenly changed his attitude and continued with a serious face.

“I think it would be better for both of us to stop pretending here… What do you think?”

“I like that too.”

“It’s good that the story is fast. So let’s get straight to the point. As far as I know, I heard they were fighting a war with the cultists on Solaris just a short time ago. But how did you come all the way here to Balder? If it is in exile, the empire will gladly accept the righteous eldest daughter of light.”

Oh, yes, the Empire sent reinforcements a few days ago, so you’d think it was still in the middle of the fight.

In the middle of a fight, a person about the age of a saint secretly visits the Empire? You might think of it as an asylum.

If it was an empire on good terms with the Righteous Church of Light, it would be enough to send Helena’s sword master to meet her entrusting her body.

Wouldn’t the old roots, which everyone knows, become one again?

The majority of the people who believe in the Church of Light are enthusiastic, and religiously, it is helpless to gain only help, so perhaps they showed their own sincerity.

If you enter with the guidance of a sword master level person, at least Gao will live.

It must have been a gesture to try to get along well so as not to blush.

Perhaps reaching the same idea as mine, Helena said firmly with her slightly hardened face.

“The war has already ended with our victory. The cultists were wiped out, and only about half of the monsters survived and fled.”

“Huh? Although the size of the reinforcements is quite large, it would not have been enough to solve it this quickly.”

“Before reinforcements arrived. Thanks to Brother Yandel and Professor Iona, we were able to overcome the crisis.”

“Then I’m sorry. However, in that case, I have no choice but to ask for condensed milk again. What brought you to the heart of the Empire?”

“… I cannot tell you now.”

“Ira now. I will definitely tell His Majesty this. Well, good She has been given some authority, but in the end this body is nothing more than nothing. It is Your Majesty’s job to judge, so I will do my best.”

“It is a responsibility…”

“Your duty as a messenger. From now on, I will guide you to His Majesty, so follow me.”

After saying that, Havel went out the door and waited for her.

We looked at each other for a while, then nodded and got up from our seats.

It looks like Helena is in the lead and the others follow her. Carla, Elisha and Iris were enslaved people, so they followed most behind.

So, following Havel, they crossed Balder City and started heading towards the imperial palace in the distance.

As expected of the capital of the empire, many people were passing by, but seeing Havel and Helena in the lead, they immediately moved to the sides, and it was spectacular.

Anyone from Balder would know Havel’s face at least, and even if that wasn’t the case, since the two of them exuded an unusual aura, they’d look away for now.

As I listened closely, I heard a whispering voice around me.

“Huh… Isn’t it a long time since the swordsman left the imperial palace?”

“After that incident, he stayed away for a while. By the way, who is that guy right behind the swordsman? I don’t think the atmosphere is typical for priests…”

“Oops, this person’s information is late. You must have seen the glitter at the east gate, too, right? They said that was actually what the righteous saint of light did. That’s why the Swordsman himself was in charge of guiding the way!”

“… Why are you telling me that now! Let’s say a quick prayer!”

What else is the case What is half-seated?

Since H&A basically flowed around the academy, it was impossible to know the detailed situation of the Levantine Empire.

In the future Fafnir saw, getting entangled with the Levantine Empire would only lead to bad things, so I think I left it out on purpose… If you stand out, it must be because the empress did something to you.

For that reason, I’m interested in Havel’s circumstances, but actually, what I care more about is how they felt when they saw Helena.

Lately, I’ve been feeling it too, but the strange sacredness I felt from Helena seems to be getting stronger and stronger.

And although the grain was a little different, it was felt by Havel as well.

As sharp as looking at a single sword. It was because I was reacting to the feeling of crisis that the nape of my neck felt cold and my body was energized without even realizing it.

I’ve seen people stronger than me a few times, but I’ve never been like this.

A sword expert professor I met a few times at the academy, a high-ranking wizard with two around me, and a high-ranking priest I often saw on Solaris.

Only strong momentum was felt from them, but there was no unique atmosphere like Havel and Helena.

Helena was also normal before she became a saint.

Perhaps this is not a difference in power, but a sense of heterogeneity flowing from the gap in existence itself.

In fact, when the righteous light is strong, the sacredness becomes stronger.

… So it’s fun in many ways at night, but I’ll put that part aside for a moment.

In any case, the saintess becomes a vessel to contain the gods, and she becomes an existence close to a half-god in reality, so it is understandable.

However, it bothers me a little that I briefly felt a similar feeling from Havel.

Commonly, sword masters are called those who have stepped into the realm of superhumans beyond human limits.

Archmages are called those who have reached miracles with magic.

What if that’s not just out of awe?

Helena is still immature as a saint, and the archmage has only seen the director whose soul has worn out as much as her soul will wear out, so she didn’t realize it properly… Looking closely at Havel like this, I can understand.

The Sword Master is a transcendent.

Now I understand why sword masters and archmages receive asymmetric power treatment.

Since it is a being that transcends humans in the first place, it must be difficult to deal with with human power.

… Then how strong is the apostle of the evil god who defeated the sword master? The apostles are at this level, but what about the evil god himself?

It reached the end of the middle rank wizard, and the contents of the status window became more colorful. He inherited the vision of the Mighty House, and also absorbed some of the vision of the Sylvan Magic Tower, which always guarded it.

Thanks to that, I didn’t feel helplessly lacking even when I was fighting on Solaris, and recently I even got fraudulent traits like origin return from Fafnir’s Rare.

Okay. To be honest, I was a bit conceited.

If it’s the current trend, even if the evil spirits are released, wouldn’t they catch them all? Called.

Huh. No It was a total misunderstanding.

It was only when they surpassed humans that they could stand on the starting line.

I can only sigh when I think of the final chapter of H&A, which could only be cleared by forming a party composed of Transcendentalists like Havel.

“Ha…”

But this is the only way, right? Then what should I do?

I felt helpless at Havel’s back, who wasn’t wary of her side and didn’t reveal a single gap in her, but there were some gains as well.

Should I say that the clear presence of a completed transcendental person is an impetus for the next stage?

What would it look like if I reached that level? Things like how to use magic and how to deal with mana.

If the sword master is the sword that divides the world, then the archmage is the one who twists the world. Isn’t magic realizing physically impossible things?

No, no. Magic ultimately comes from the imagination and will of individuals. However, people are beings who grow up watching their own world.

You won’t be able to see the world with a distorted gaze unless your head is messed up.

Otherwise, it’s the opposite. It must be assimilated, not distorted. Shouldn’t I be the world itself?

… How the hell do you do that? Aren’t the gods assimilating with the world and becoming a part of it?

So, the five good gods must always be based on the power of nature that is common around them…

What about evil spirits?

Why do you call those who do not stay in a specific world, swim through the gaps of dimensions, and seek the death and corruption of intelligent bodies at random, not monsters, but gods?

I don’t know. I don’t know either.

I think I know something, but nothing is real. Beyond catching floating clouds, the feeling of swimming in floating clouds.

That’s not natural It’s too early to realize that I’m still on the verge of being a junior mage.

However, this tickling now will come in handy someday.

Today, let’s be content with the line that a preview was possible and forget it.

The moment I thought about it and shook my head to shake off the remaining thoughts.

“… Huh?”

I didn’t notice because I was thinking about something else, but Havel was glancing at me.

Is it because I’m staring at you too hard?

“Habel? Is there a problem?”

“Um…”

“I’m sorry if I offended you by staring at you too much.”

“That’s fine. In any case, you are a talent of the Levantine Empire. I don’t know what you’ve seen from me, but if you can get anything out of it, it won’t lead to the empire’s fortune.”

“Thank you very much for saying that.”

I tried to end the conversation with a slight nod, but Havel, who glanced at me once again, grabbed me.

“For a moment!”

Then, as if she had something to say, but it didn’t come easily, she carefully pointed at Karla after hesitating for a long time.

“I know I am your slave, but is it true?”

“Yes.”

“Would you like to sell it to me?”

“… Yes?”

It is not for sale.