Abandoned Priest at the Hero’s Party

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“A sudden emergency from abroad?”

The apprentice looked at the falconer, Rohaim, as if in a very absurd way. This man is an agent of the Imperial Intelligence Agency, but his family and friends are unaware of it.

They say that they all hunt wild boars with falcons to make a living, and they have never even been suspected of working in the information field.

I’m grateful that such a person did not run away and remained, but what is the meaning of news from overseas now?

I’m dying of a headache as to what to do with the burnt city and the people set on fire, and how to make up for the runaway public officials.

“Is this dangerous news for the Citadel?”

“At least not right now.”

“Then why don’t you tell me a little later? I don’t know what to do with our business right now…”

“Elvenheim is destroyed.”

The mouth that was about to complain was closed at once. At best, I thought it was a little bit of a clash between the kingdom and the empire, but it was completely out of the blue.

The information is likely to be incorrect, but it may be true.

“Demon Lord, this is Grimudo’s work.”

“continue.”

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My heart rate increased unknowingly. I couldn’t hold my breath. After all, all of this happened because of one monster he sent as a joke.

If it’s him, he can.

I don’t know the motive for that, but I have the ability to do so.

“Keep talking.”

“The content is everything. The handwriting is also gibberish, not neat at all, and crooked. Seeing our highly-trained family suffer such a psychological blow, they must have seen something terrible.”

“A terrible thing?”

Without a word, the man pulled out a piece of paper. Another piece of paper that the hawk snatched and attached to the whole barrel.

There were letters written in blood that filled the floor. As we went down, it became more like a crawling earthworm rather than letters.

“It’s black. dark. swallowing me up my body turns black become one And, it is indecipherable. I don’t know what the hell you’re trying to say.”

“…Is this really what the Demon King did? Didn’t he take medicine and get drunk and send a message?”

Seeing it over and over again, it’s strange that it’s talking about the Demon King Grimudo.

In the bitter silence, another hawk chirped in the air. It landed on the hunter’s arm and vomited another piece of paper.

– Count Feltman Danger! The Solgent Kingdom border unit collapsed. Elvenheim mutation.

This time, a more sensible spy sent a more recognizable message. The hunter murmured unconsciously.

“When you really need to send confidential information, you feed the hawk a piece of paper and send it. This friend must be a spy on the Count of Feltman, and he probably sent this message because of extreme censorship.”

“transition…? What does this mean? I will write a little more detail.”

The apprentice clicked his tongue. In Elvenheim, with a little exaggeration, it is the end of the continent. Whatever happens there, it’s a story that’s a long way off from here.

When they were on the verge of ruin, the Empire only gave them the size of a fingernail, and Kyo-guk supported them with words.

Now it’s time to get back the seeds you sowed. In fact, the Citadel no longer had the power to help them. So I was proud of myself.

“The world is getting more and more dizzy. Does the Demon King still think that chaos is not enough in this world? I’d rather have done it with that in mind. If you’re doing these things without realizing it…”

The apprentice muttered to himself and disappeared somewhere. Anyway, it didn’t seem like the information was important to him right now. The Citadel has overcome today’s hardships, and now it is the turn of others.

Try to deal with those who escaped to the Empire and couldn’t return. The current Citadel has no way and no motivation to help them. Whatever happened to Elvenheim, at least it didn’t seem to matter to him.

Get food!

– Instantaneous (一觸卽發).

And after a while, this time the hawk from the island spit out the paper again. There must have been a time when this guy flew from the island to here, so if it had been an instant hit before that time, it could have already exploded by now. The hunter’s eyes twinkled.

“The temple and the imperial family… collide at times like this. What does this mean? Does that mean that you gave up on the Demon King altogether?”

Or, it’s really absurd,

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Maybe they still don’t understand what happened in their land?

no way. no matter how much it can be

How likely is it that a country with a volcano erupting and its people setting its capital on fire will get information faster than empires and countries.

“Well, it’s up to you to figure it out.”

The hunter gave the hawk a piece of meat and lost interest. Even if someone has a big problem with Elvenheim, the Citadel will be the last to have a big problem. just far away

Now it’s time to cross the river and do the mammoth.

*****

“Are you here?”

Archbishop Armata nodded to meet the woman who got off the carriage. The woman who covered her face was not enough to cover her body with translucent cotton, giving off a chilly atmosphere.

“archbishop. How did this happen?”

The Archbishop, who had a mouth but had nothing to say, simply bowed his head. Inwardly, he burst into anger, saying that he wasn’t falling for Elwynn’s tricks.

In fact, it was vague to even say that it was Elwynn’s fault. To some extent, it’s because he gave the order wrong.

-Destroy the magic guards of the Imperial Palace and disrupt other magical communication methods, turning them into blind people who do not know even when they are attacked.

That is the detailed order he gave to Yanid. Yanid faithfully followed the instructions and cut off all types of magical communication not only in the Imperial Palace but also in the islands. The problem is that most of the wired communication circuits installed in the Empire go through the system, and the Confucianism is also within the Empire’s territory.

As a result, the communication center completely collapsed. A force comparable to that of a magic tower would have maintained emergency communication even in this situation, but they had already left the system and went down to Orphiel.

The system is now blind and deaf, so no matter how much information was posted in the provinces, it could not be received or even sent. Networks across the Empire were paralyzed!

In fact, even beyond the Empire, most of the magic communication network that Matoap has built in the meantime passes through the Empire. In order to create a communication network that boasts maximum coverage at the minimum cost, connection with the existing communication network is semi-essential. It’s all shut down now.

If this was to be prevented, the archbishop should have clearly instructed how much damage to inflict. He had to order a precise surgical operation, saying that only the imperial palace would be thrown into chaos.

Since there was no such instruction, Yanid carried out his order by destroying everything he could see. It is a tragedy brought about by the archbishop’s ignorance of the magic communication network.

“Thanks to you, what are you doing now? archbishop. Can you afford it?”

“I have nothing to tell you, Madame.”

It was done to blind the imperial family, but the entire continent was blinded. Kukki was no exception, and fell into complete darkness.

Now, in order to know where on the continent and what was happening, we had to rely on primitive means such as beacon fires and explosions.

However, nearly a hundred years have passed since the use of magical communication. If we were to go back to the beacon or the post, would they be okay?

Watchmen are people too, people. Going up and down in sandals to the top of a high mountain, piling up a pile of wood next to a beacon, repairing a beacon that collapsed after a heavy rain, and clearing the snow piled up on the beacon the day after it snowed, none of it was painful. have to suffer

Who is writing beacon these days? If there is nothing to use even if we prepare thoroughly, would anyone not be negligent? If you wanted to use the beacon again now, you had to rebuild the broken beacon, cut down a new tree, and then light it.

And, new beacon workers have to be recruited to do the job, and even if they do, there is no way to deliver information to the system unless another beacon showing the light of the beacon is not prepared.

Tragedy is no different. Magical communication is possible, so why do you have to run fast and pass information while resting at each station?

Postmasters in various places have already declined a lot, and it is not uncommon to find places with only signboards. If you wanted to go long distances on horseback, you had to use an inn instead of a train station, and the speed was not as good as before, as it is a place suitable for travel rather than emergency information transmission.

A number of raiders have already departed from the provinces, but it is unknown when they will reach the system.

“How to recover? do you have?”

What would an archbishop, not a wizard, know about magic communication? It’s just that I don’t know. Sestine, a saint of the Hillai Church, closed her eyes and shook her head. I couldn’t understand how big an accident this archbishop had committed.

First of all, it is certain that the Church of Helai should not be found out by others that it caused this situation. Since the accident on a continental scale has been struck, if it is discovered that the Hillai Church is the culprit, the people of Nemi and Elysia will burst out in anger.

The people in the southern part of the continent, the magical city of Orphiel, knew the answer that the Archbishop did not know. Anyway, this is the place where the main tower of Matoap was relocated. All of the prominent wizards, including Matapju, were gathered.

Oldman Topju was indignant and smashed the table. He sincerely regretted that he should have remained in the system.

I don’t know if it was the temple or the empire, but either way is crazy. Why on earth did they touch the magic communication network, which is only on their land and belongs to Mato?

“execution. how do i do this Because of cost savings, most of the communication circuits have already crossed the system. Should we now communicate through the crystal ball and magic circle like before?”

To the words of the old wizard Gerard, the top master shattered the table and then responded.

“Damn it! We have no problem. Communication circuits are all that needs to be engraved, so it’s easy to create an extension network that covers Orphiel. The problem is the empire… no, it’s the continent! Even if the communication network goes out, unprecedented chaos will come!”

Rather than restoring the system’s destroyed communications hub, it’s cheaper to build a new communications hub elsewhere and create a detour. But it is relatively so, and the cost involved is unimaginable. A wired communication network is not something that can be installed so cheaply.

“Damn it. You are doing really well!”

Top-ju, restless, opened the window and looked at the pointed thorn tree in the distance. A tree lined with abominable thorns that stretched out as if soaring toward the sky.

“Whether it’s an empire or a temple, isn’t it taxing and collecting faith to handle things like that? As a group of business people, how the hell do we handle the envoy?”

The situation in the southeastern part of the empire is more than anything you can imagine. I couldn’t believe it, but Ma Thapju knew immediately who was doing this.

‘I wish I could get in touch with this disciple.’

The hero has to catch that guy, and the warrior and Parnell next to him have lost contact. No matter how much you belong to the tower, if the tower is in danger, you have to come and show your face, but there is no such thing.

“Everyone tell me to pack up. How can we stop such a thing on our own?”

“execution! Then all of our investments in Orphiel will be lost!”

“If it’s too late, you can’t even run away. First of all, you have to survive!”

Even if it’s a Shinigami, if its power is to a certain extent, the Magic Tower might attack with all its might to see the end. After all, Ma Tower is one of the most powerful forces in the world.

But when I look at it, it’s pretend, but this time it seems to have gone beyond the level of being able to do that.

“Demon Lord Grimudo.”

As he gazed at the ever-expanding realms of thorns and the once-elves flying over the bushes, the top master closed his eyes.

“What the hell did you create?”