Retired Hero Wants To Sleep

Mission No.2 Seal Tower (12)

Adele was the first to react. She forcibly suppressed a laugh and turned her head, a smile clinging to her face, whether it was a mockery or not.

“Hey, it’s Mandragora! You can’t laugh at me!”

“Oh, sorry. I shouldn’t laugh rudely, but I keep laughing. A priest who can’t use divine power, my God, my God. What the hell did I hear?”

“… It will rot.”

It was the first time he had seen Adele smile, but it hadn’t even caught Ewald’s eyes. It was because Shupea’s words were ringing in his head like crazy.

What the hell is this arch-priest saying?

“… What did you say you couldn’t use, Shupea?”

“I can’t use divine power.”

“… Divine power?”

“Ah, please don’t keep asking embarrassingly. I can’t use my divine power.”

“Didn’t you use a protective shield?”

She said as Shupea stretched her shoulders.

“… That’s it.”

Ewald’s mouth fell open.

“No, I’m confused right now, but are you saying that I can’t use any other divine powers besides the shield?”

“Oh, no, I can’t. That’s Okay?”

Ewald was at a loss for words as he watched the bully with his arms crossed and his legs trembling.

After destroying the temple of Valkier, Ebalt was thrown into extreme confusion as to why he had brought a priest who could not even use holy power while making such a fuss.

However, even in that situation, Balt did not miss the string of rationality, so Balt scratched his head and threw a joke.

“Does it make sense that the priest can’t use holy power? He would rather say he forgot how to breathe. Noisy, eat some rice.”

“I can’t use it!”

“Hey, don’t joke, is it a priest who can’t use holy power?”

“I can’t use it, what! Did you want me to become a priest?”

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This is a different story! Ewald has lost his temper.

“You really can’t? Can’t you use anything other than a shield?”

“… Oh, embarrassing.”

Being embarrassed is not the problem now.

“… Sometimes the protective shield doesn’t come out.”

“… Does it explode with probability?”

“Oh, really! It’s not that I don’t want to write, so I don’t write! Because I can’t!”

Eventually, Ewald exploded.

“You should have told me earlier!”

“When did you give me a chance to talk? I thought the high priest told me!”

“This is a scam!”

“Then, who dragged it for so long?”

“Did you bring it? Were you sold?”

“What? Am I sold? Are you a kidnapper?”

“That’s what they say, what about the kidnappers!”

Ewald spat out a curse.

“Peddiem, did this bastard really decide to die! Where should I use a priest who can only use a shield! Is this cheating on me?”

“Ah! What do you say?”

“Hey, you’re in my situation!”

“Is that what I know? I was brought on a pilgrimage too!”

“You’re saying that if you get hurt and explode, just wrap a bandage and get better on your own! Then what does a priest mean! What did I bring you to confess?”

“Ah, you use a protective shield! You just have to stop it before you get hurt!”

“Sometimes that doesn’t even come out!”

“Sometimes, sometimes! I’ll come out whenever I can!”

I am speechless and speechless. Ewald lowered his head, covering his face with his hands.

Seeing how he spreads his protective shield, I thought he must be quite capable, but what is this? I thought having a bad personality was a disqualification, but existence itself is a flaw. Is it all about using a protective shield? Ewald barely endured the itching of his mouth.

“Hey, then what are you going to do?”

“I know that? That’s the captain!”

“I can’t get a quote, so what can I do!”

The two red-faced people screamed at each other. Ewald had a crazy and crazy face, but Spea had a look that was just as unfair.

“Can’t even use divine power, does the shield create such a ruthless thing? It was golden!”

“Mister, are you arguing now? Do I make a shield? That nobleman lends his strength.”

“Then try negotiating with that Valkier or whatever and ask for some divine power! Can I fast and pray? 40 days? No, no answer after a week.”

“Crazy, really! What kind of negotiation is this, you ignorant human being?”

“Aww!”

In the end, Balt screamed and turned his body around.

“I’m going to freak out too?”

Let’s calm down. Let’s calm down. Ewald pressed his fingers between his eyes, concentrating.

Let’s say he takes this priest who doesn’t even look like a priest and goes to Zentwig Toum. Since he can’t use divine power, is it impossible to cancel the barrier itself?

Don’t know that again Because there is absolutely no information on what kind of barrier it is. Well, even if you take a priest who can properly use the divine power, you have to go to know whether it will work or not.

Ewald slowly regained his composure.

“Oh, I don’t know. Anything will work. Or you can do anything.”

“Then it could be X, mister.”

“A little bit of sh*t, does X have to do with anything but death?”

Looking at Ewald with a natural expression, Shupea gave a wry smile without even realizing it.

Even if you grumble, you won’t get an answer. It is a specification in nature to dwell on the past. Ewald turned back toward the lakeside.

He has to finish his investigation quickly so he can go to Gent Vig Toum.

“You’re not even insane.”

“Did you know that now?”

Usbel, who had been watching it from the beginning, opened her mouth with such bright cuteness.

“Now, now, let’s eat first.”

* * *

“What did you just say, Commander-in-Chief?”

“I am saying that Schheim Youngsik is at Zendwig Tuam, Your Majesty.”

Kasper looked at Marcus with a strange expression.

Ten years ago, when the Principality of Sarmus invaded the borders of the Empire, it quickly flashed before Kasper’s eyes.

The only driving force that allowed the weak country Sarmus to invade the empire.

That was the 10th generation Schheim.

By the way, is it Schheim Youngsik?

“You mean Ewald went looking for it?”

“That’s right.”

“Ha…”

Kasper let out a long sigh.

“Crazy bastard.”

“I agree.”

“But you mean you sent it knowing that?”

“That is…”

Whisper

“… Really?”

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

“It’s private, so take it easy.”

“Ha…”

This time, Marcus let out a long sigh.

“Kasper, you know that bastard’s personality.”

“… I wouldn’t know.”

“That person is not a person who would lie, and the fact that he has such a safety device in place means that he will go even if he beats him to death.

Of course, it’s safe to say that there are very few people in the Empire who can beat Ewald to death. Then he said he would just bring it.

“Is Youngshik right?”

“I guess that’s right. They say Dvahur.”

“Dvahur?”

“Why, is there a Dwarf Meister? Top technologist. That Dvahur made it. It’s Shu Heim, named after him.”

“… Are you sure you’re really young?”

“So it’s not like it’s crazy.”

However, Kasper opened his mouth with a more complicated expression than a worried expression.

“It’s spiritual…”

“You know what happens when you bring it to the capital?”

“It’s spiritual…”

“The last uproar won’t even be uproar. Even if you prepare well, the damage will be enormous.”

“Youngsik, Youngsik. Ha, that’s right.”

“… Casper?”

Marcus, who was starting to get a bit uneasy, carefully examined Kasper’s face.

Ewald is Ewald, but Kasper is also a human being who is slightly out of the scope of normal thinking.

“It’s tempting, though.”

Marcus’s head went cold.

If the emperor of a warring empire describes Shuheim’s Youngshik as ‘appetizing’, he has only one intention.

“You’ll be strong if you’re young, right?”

“Hey, Kasper. I hope…”

“That…”

Kasper hesitated, but eventually spat out his words.

“Shall we send it to the battlefield?”

“… What?”

Kasper had an expression similar to that of Ewald. For a moment, Marcus felt as if the blood was draining from his head.

Suddenly, unkind words came out of Marcus’ mouth.

“Are you crazy?”

“… Uh-huh, you can’t do that to the emperor.”

“Please contact me, you damn emperor.”

“I’m just thinking about it. The charter will surely turn over.”

“So, you’re saying let’s throw Schheim into the battlefield to turn the tide?”

“Didn’t you just say you were thinking about it?”

“Do you think Ewald will take it to the battlefield?”

“… Will it be difficult?”

He predicts to some extent that he will not be himself. However, Kasper had a sad face.

“It’s going to be a mess if you put it on the battlefield even after you’re tired and sleeping.”

“It will be me. In many ways.”

Pressing his fingers down his throbbing temple, Marcus sighed deeply with a dying expression.

“Why even you? Even one Ewald would split my head. It is absolutely not possible to send Schheim to the battlefield. Never.”

“Know. I know…”

“It takes a while for rumors to spread. If the dwarves listened to it, it would be child’s play to go to war now, right? Do you want to see a dwarf and a Kur tribe holding hands? Kur from the east and dwarves from the west would be very nice to see.”

“Hey man, I’m not saying you’re going to do that. I just thought of a variable.”

Kasper shook his head. Even now, they are in a state of disorganized confrontation in the war with the Kurs, but if a dwarf joins the Kurs, Rotume, the capital city, will not be robbed.

“… It’s a pity.”

“Of course, a weapon to turn the tide is welcome. First of all, I am the commander-in-chief. I know you’re worried, but it’s not. Not to the extent of being dangerous, but to self-destruct. Forget. Let’s be thankful for what Ewald has. If it had been with the Kurs, this country would have fallen before.”

“So that’s more unfortunate.”

“Forget it. Advice as a friend Forget Schheim.”

Finally, Kasper shut his mouth. It is regrettable, and reality is reality. Kasper, fully aware that Marcus was absolutely right, nodded.

However, Kasper’s expression was still dark.

“Are there any other concerns?”

“Yes. There is…”

Kasper had to shake his head.

“No. It will be fine.”

“… Casper?”

Kasper quietly took his gaze away from Marcus, who had no idea what he was talking about.

* * *

“Hey, uncle. Zendwig Toum, shouldn’t that be visible if it’s a top?”

It turned out that she couldn’t use any divine power except for the shield, and started complaining against Ebalt, who hadn’t taken a break since lunch.

“… You will see it when the time comes.”

“By the way, by the way, master.”

“Why?”

“Why are you going to the Soaring Tower?”

“A soaring tower?”

“Um, uh, what should I say in terms of middle-earth? Should we call it the sinking tower?”

Ewald looked at Usbel with a surprised face.

“… Are you familiar with Zentwig?”

Usbel, with a natural expression, nodded her head cutely.

“I know, I know. If you don’t know that, you’re not a demon.”

“Is Zentwig related to the demons?”

“I am not a demon. It has something to do with the devil. A lot.”

It’s the first time I’ve heard of it. Ewald looked at Usbel intuitively.

“Tell me everything you know.”

“I will, I will. Where should I start?”

“From start to finish.”

“Yes yes!”

Ewald has a quick knowledge of Zendwig in the middle world, but he doesn’t know the story of the demon world at all. Not only was my curiosity aroused, but the more information about the dungeon, the better.

Usbel’s cute voice came out.

“Gentbeaty tumm is welling up on our side.”

“Soaring?”

“It’s just, just, it’s soaring. That is why Zendwig Thum sinks in the middle world and rises in the underworld.”

“Sink in the middle world and rise in the demon world?”

“Um, um, what should I say? Should I say sealed? It is a seal from the middle world to the demon world. A seal is a seal, but that… What was it?”

“That, what? Talk.”

“Oh, I forgot the name. Just behind that, just like that. What was it What was it?”

Unstable.

“If you don’t know, don’t talk.”

“Ah!”

Usbel clapped his hands and smiled brightly.

“It’s like a suppository.”