Chapter 418 – Following

“W-what is this… A truce with the empire?!”

A day that wasn’t special.

A letter distributed to each race without notice.

There were no exceptions for people who sat in the federal government and represented races such as beastmen, elves, dwarves, and humans.

Everyone who received the letter was rubbing their eyes in disbelief.

Afterwards, when the situation was accepted as reality, everyone jumped up from their seats and looked for their compatriots.

“Everyone gather together!”

You can receive letters with Vulcan Lockhead’s name about once or twice a year, assuming he holds an important position in the Federal Bureau of Investigation.

In fact, the Yongin tribe has the strongest influence in the federal government, so they propose many agenda items without hesitation.

There are also cases where Varian borrows Vulcan’s name to discuss a specific agenda that he wants to strongly push or to gather opinions.

Therefore, Vulcan’s name is not something to make a fuss about just because it is a piece of paper.

But.

But still.

There has never been a single letter with Theodor Spenta’s name included.

He’s never shown any interest in how the federal government works.

“Did heaven and earth change in one night?”

“That’s right…”

Regardless of your position, just seeing the name Theodor Spenta makes your heart flutter in shock, and even the content written is extremely provocative.

A summons to gather opinions before proceeding with a truce with the Empire.

After giving a brief explanation about the safety of the continent, he even said that he would give detailed information face to face.

Everyone had no choice but to puzzle over what was going on until the remaining deadline.

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The elves, who had made predictions based on the saint’s words, were equally surprised to hear the name Theodore right in front of them.

A space where only groaning and groaning sounds spread.

The Daejeon sitting at the round table tapped the sheath of his sword and nodded.

“What Blanc’s kid over there said was true. I heard that the imperial saint has low blood, but she’s really talented.”

“Great Warrior. I’m not saying that I should recruit a saint for no reason. Even though I’m human, I can handle all holy objects and my holy magic is also exceptional.”

The saint’s answer was immediately drowned out by the voices of the elder elves.

Because that wasn’t the important thing right now.

“Anyway, isn’t it strange that these two names are written together? It’s unexpected that Theodore even gives his name…”

“Looking at the form and content of talking about peace on a continent that I had no interest in, it is clear that a saint of the empire is involved. Are you referring to a revelation from the goddess?”

No matter how the gathered elves turned their heads, they could not clearly picture the identity of something that could move Theodore and Vulcan at the same time.

What on earth are you suggesting that you use these two names together?

Boom -!

The Great Warrior drew attention by striking the floor with his sword sheath and opened his mouth.

“Wouldn’t you find out what kind of sweet temptation was presented to you if you ask directly?”

“···Daejeonsa Temple.”

The great warrior stood up, took his sword, and checked the faces of the elves sitting at the round table.

The fear given by the letter containing Theodor Spenta’s name was intense. Just the name alone makes the wrinkled elves tremble.

‘Even though I got older, I couldn’t give up my fear.’

The Great History does not know what it was like when Vulcan and Theodore were rampaging on the battlefield.

No matter how great it was, I also don’t like the elders who say they proudly lived through a past of persecution.

It’s funny how I’m so caught up in illusions from the past that I start to tremble just by hearing their names.

‘···Vulcan Rockhead is no longer on the front lines. In the end, the one who supports the Yongin tribe is Theodore.’

In the eyes of the great warrior, Vulcanus was an old dragon that had lost all its teeth and claws.

When I first encountered Theodor Spenta, he was a monster among monsters whose skills seemed endless. But he also went through a crazy upbringing.

‘The last time I saw Theodore was about 50 years ago? ‘It wasn’t that long ago.’

He still remembers the humiliating past when he made a mockery of a weak person to his face, saying he was not interested in him.

Even though he was insulted that day, he was too scared to attack him. He acknowledged and accepted his embarrassing past.

In order to overcome a past that I could not be proud of, I left the capital and moved around for decades.

He voluntarily roamed the battlefield and faced various monsters and powerful enemies.

It has been about three months since he finished his arduous training and returned to the capital, confident in his own strength.

The moment when he wanted to face Theodore based on his improved skills. This situation now seemed like an opportunity that didn’t matter which way it was resolved.

If Theodore really cared about the saint, he would become bait to once again encounter the lizard, which may not know where it roams every day.

Either that or he could just snatch the saint and prevent a truce. The guy who thinks it’s platinum is a bonus to test his strength.

“Guards, think about it carefully. From my perspective, this letter appears to be nothing more than Varian’s handiwork?”

“That weak lizard could do that… But even so, you’re not sure.”

As there were many things that happened to Varian, my suspicions grew rapidly.

Nevertheless, the great warrior, who was annoyed by the behavior of the old people who were not willing to step forward, continued speaking.

“Everyone seems to have forgotten, but isn’t Varian originally a faction of Theodore? This time, the agenda is so big that they even borrowed Theodore’s name to push it… I don’t know the true meaning, but I’m sure it’s just the form.”

If Theodore asks Varian if he can use his name, isn’t he the kind of person who would give permission without even thinking about it?

The elders nodded without hesitation at the additional words of the Great Master.

“Kid. Didn’t you say that Varian was looking forward to killing Theodore’s time?”

“···That’s right. I thought it would be nice to have some fun watching the little things.”

There is something.

It makes no sense that a crazy dragon like Theodore would lose interest in war. It’s like a starving cat skipping fish and eating grass.

The corner of Daejeon’s mouth rose as he had a premonition that there was something that wasn’t mentioned out loud. The situation is interesting.

“Even after living for hundreds of years, you are still arrogant. Anyway, that means you can do whatever you want, so there is no need to criticize or refuse.”

The Great Master with his sword on his back moved his legs to lead his saint and his disciples out of the conference room.

“Well, I’ll make a move based on the assumption that Theodore is really paying attention, so just wait and see.”

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– Saint. Don’t worry, I have something ready for that.

Varian declared that he would take responsibility for the chaos caused by the sudden vacancy of key positions in the federal bureau.

What Roman and Atra had to do was clear.

On the first day after returning from my conversation with Vulcan, I was unable to move because I was busy first filtering out the nonsense and classifying the influential rumors among the information I had received from Varian.

The work lasted from night until the next morning.

At the end of the cleanup, I took a nap for Atra, who was running out of stamina. The two decided on their destination and proceeded to board the gate in the capital.

“If there wasn’t a gate, I would have wasted all my time coming and going.”

“That’s right. I think if we save travel time like this, we’ll be able to find at least one.”

Literally, I was fortunate to be able to use the gate thanks to Vulcan’s favor.

The destination Roman and Atra should head to is not the village they arrived at through the gate, but outside it.

As she walked through the small village, which was less than half of Farsten, Atra once again read the information she had summarized in her notebook.

And then he sighs with a dark, frustrated expression.

“I’m in a position where I need evidence, but I have complicated feelings.”

“···.”

The fact that there is something that can prove the danger of a warlock means that someone has already suffered horribly.

Realistically speaking, such a picture was necessary, but a part of Atra felt uncomfortable about having to expect it.

“Atra-sama. It would be best to first capture the inn before confirming the rumors.”

“Yes! Just in case, we need a place to stay.”

“One room will be enough.”

Atra’s expression darkened at Roman’s words. It’s not about shame or anything like that.

“···It’s important not to be extravagant.”

Those words themselves were a predetermined signal, meaning that the people they were concerned about had already followed suit.

‘It’s quite a lot. They know how to kill by presence, but their skills vary greatly…’

Not one. As expected, there are not only elves.

They clung to each other starting from the gate and seemed to be keeping each other in check, perhaps because they belonged to different organizations.

Roman and Art naturally headed to an inn located in a corner of the village.

Atra cannot say that her acting is her specialty. There was a sense of heterogeneity and awkwardness as she answered Bonnie Roman’s sad joke and walked along.

“Welcome!”

There are not many events in the village, such as prayer ceremonies, so there are few people, but the inn is not in a good location and has an old exterior, so there are almost no customers.

The generous Suin, who appears to be the owner, had a smile on his face as if he was happy to have a guest.

Roman approached me without saying a word and showed me a silver coin and a finger.

The owner thanked me and handed me a key with a number written on it without a long word.

The two walked slowly up the stairs, headed upstairs, and opened the door.

‘How are you going to act?’

If they get the chance, will they attack right away, or will they keep watching from a distance?

Since there was nothing to be sure about, a procedure to confirm tendencies was necessary.

Kkeeeee- rattle!

The unoiled hinge closes with a sound that is almost like a scream.

Roman, who had been silent, placed a gold coin on the dusty table. Atra, seeing that, let out a small voice.

“Brother?”

“It’s a cleaning fee.”

“!”

With those words, Roman put his finger to her mouth, and Atra immediately closed her mouth and silenced her voice.

Atra quietly watched in amazement as Roman stuck his hand in the air and pulled out a pitch-black sword.

‘Let’s take a look at Thatcher.’

There is no need to catch them and find out who they belong to.

In the end, all you have to do is gather evidence and submit it by the day the meeting starts.

Peeing -!

A neat trajectory swinging towards the ceiling. Atra couldn’t even see Roman’s movements.

“Bwak!”

The wooden ceiling cracked open with a deadly blast, spitting out bright red blood.