8. Great Sword Art>
The instant the sword flew, the powder wrapped around Stantal’s body gathered in a flash toward the place where the sword was coming and formed an extremely thin steel plate that gave off a brilliant rainbow sheen.
And Sian’s strike landed upon it.
Kwoooong!
“……!”
It was clearly a collision between a sword and a body, yet the sound that rang out was like thousands of bells tolling at once.
Struck by Sian, Stantal vanished from where she stood with a thunderous roar, then shot like a beam of light in the direction Sian had pointed.
Past the Spring of Souls, farther still, she smashed into a distant mountain range.
Kwagwagwang!
It was clearly a person who had been sent flying, yet one corner of the mountain range Stantal crashed into was collapsing as though a meteor had struck it.
“Grit… Stay right there.”
And Sian hurled himself like a streak of light in the direction Stantal had flown.
The Grand Elder and the Second Elder, who had been watching, exchanged glances.
If they left that as it was, they might be defeated one by one. They had to regroup.
<…
As the Second Elder murmured softly, the space around the Grand Elder and Second Elder began to fold this way and that. Like paper being folded.
Soon, even the space where the Grand Elder and Second Elder had stood began to fold away, and in the neatly folded spot, nothing remained.
The vanished Grand Elder and Second Elder appeared halfway up the mountain, where a crater had been gouged out as though it had been hit by a meteor.
Within it, Stantal was staggering to her feet, pushing aside part of the deeply caved-in mountain range.
“Ptooey! Crazy… what the hell is that black sword?”
Stantal spat blood and looked at Sian, who was charging toward her from afar.
The Great Armor of the Seven Planets was a great artifact among great artifacts, dispersing every attack that came at its wearer across seven dimensions, and conversely, when the wearer attacked, layering the seven dimensions atop the attack to crush the opponent.
That was why she had been watching at ease even when the black sword flew toward her. It had been a lightly thrown blow, after all.
But the result was by no means simple.
A weight close to ten thousand tons flew in with Sian’s speed and Vander, smashing into the great armor, and even though the Great Armor dispersed nearly all of the impact, Stantal was blown away with a shock as if she had been hit by a meteor.
Even when she had been struck by Artagon’s bombardment in the past, it had not been this bad.
“Grit… No matter how insane you are, it won’t be easy.”
Stantal muttered that and charged forward, exploding with power throughout her entire body.
Seeing that, the Grand Elder also activated the ring on his finger.
The great artifact,
The moment it activated, something pitch-black covered the Grand Elder’s hand.
Centered on his hand, something rippled endlessly, and beyond those waves, something dark as jet-blackness could be seen.
It was not some low-grade force like dark energy.
The moment it collided, it annihilated and devoured everything. A terrifying offensive great artifact that allowed each and every attack to unleash power equivalent to a small implosion.
They said the place struck by that blow was left without even a trace, as though pierced by the Spear of the War God; thus, the ring had been named the “Spear of the War God.” Having activated it, the Grand Elder immediately followed Stantal and went to face Sian.
Kwang! Thud! Udeudeudeuk!
And in an instant, the mountainside began to turn into a complete mess.
Rainbow radiance rampaged in all directions at a speed too fast to see, and black ripples followed behind as though to devour that light, pouring out attacks.
But the Second Elder, who was standing at a distance, could see it clearly.
A single pitch-black sword flying about, smashing and distorting all that radiance!
Since he, too, had no time to idle, the Second Elder hurriedly activated his bracelet as well.
Long ago, in the age of myth, there was a legend of the sun god, Gran
-Ra, who had traded blows barehanded with the war god who wielded a spear.
The name “Hand of Gran
-Ra” was given because if the hand of that sun god descended to earth, it was said it would show such power.
The Second Elder infused Exar into the bracelet and began to activate a miracle.
From the bracelet came a blindingly brilliant golden radiance, and soon it began to blaze with light.
Then the Second Elder cast the anti-personnel miracle in which he had the greatest confidence.
Rasod
-Ra.>
An ancient magic meaning “small sun.”
It had no particular distinguishing features.
When the miracle was performed, a transparent sphere the size of a fist appeared.
This sphere did not explode, nor did it suck anything in.
It simply used the tremendous energy contained within that tiny sphere to burn the opponent inside it without fail!
Because it was generated across space, it could never be dodged, and its power was enough to reach even a Pa
-Harijan, said to have transcended the laws of the world.
The small golden sphere created beside Sian in an instant began to blaze fiercely, as though determined to erase everything within the range of its existence.
Originally, a transparent sphere should have appeared, but borrowing the power of the Hand of Gran
-Ra had amplified it even further, causing it to take on a golden hue.
In fact, Sian also seemed bothered by the sphere and tried to swing his sword while avoiding it.
But “Rasod
-Ra” was not originally a miracle meant to be activated only once.
In an instant, dozens of golden spheres appeared around Sian, yet in places that did not interfere with Stantal and the Grand Elder, and rushed in to burn Sian away.
Soon, the battlefield began to spread with an ecstatic mingling of golden light, pitch-black light, and rainbow light.
And that light, together with the thunderous roar, began to erase all the surrounding mountain ranges.
☆ ☆ ☆
The army stationed far away was watching the mountainside.
To be precise, the place that had once been a mountainside.
The place they were looking at had originally been a rugged mountain range, but before they knew it, an entire ridge had been shattered, half-erased, and was becoming flat ground.
“…….”
“…….”
The four Great Generals, including Jagron and Kolan, could say nothing.
Ra
-Bander, Ra
-Bander—but the chance for an ordinary person to encounter the reality of such a being was rarer than being struck by a meteor.
They were so rare that only about one appeared in a hundred years, and once they reached that realm, they lost interest in the mundane world and rarely appeared before people’s eyes.
The one place where one could at least find a Ra
-Bander was the Great Northern Wall, where Groin, the guardian of the Great Northern Wall, resided, but even there, seeing Groin was not easy. That was because he was always combing through the Great Forest in search of a six-horned Harijan.
The true nature of such Ra
-Banders was now being revealed before an army of tens of thousands.
“Ha, ha…….”
Jagron could not say a word.
In his youth—that is, when he reached the age of fifty—he had risen to Gran
-Bander.
It was astonishing talent. To reach Gran
-Bander at fifty.
Jagron had strutted about as if nothing in the world stood above him, and in truth, everyone believed he had the right to be that arrogant.
At that time, Jagron thought there was no one above him.
A few Gran
-Banders were stronger than him, but he was certain that once he grew older, he would surpass them all.
When he ascended to Gran
-Bander, Stantal IV said there was someone he had to go meet.
And so Jagron followed Stantal IV to a small house halfway up a mountain in the Lagrang region.
And there, he met that person, Stantal I.
It was a shock.
After becoming a Gran
-Bander, how laughable had Masters seemed to him?
Vermin who could not see what could be seen, and could not do what could be done.
The thought that he himself had once been at such a level was so pathetic and sorrowful it nearly brought him to tears.
But the moment he saw the being before his eyes, everything in his mind seemed to be erased and turn pure white.
The moment he saw the eyes looking at him—no, the emotion contained within them—he realized.
Derision. Indifference. Insignificance.
Compared to him—no, compared to her—he was nothing but a bug.
The difference between the being before him and himself was far greater than the difference between him and the Masters he had looked down upon.
So great that no matter how hard he struggled for the rest of his life, he could never catch up.
It was like a cat that had looked down on mice seeing a tiger the size of a house.
After that, Jagron became even humbler and looked down on no one.
Because he had realized in an instant just how insignificant he was, and that he had no time to spend being arrogant.
He steadily built up his own strength, never let his guard down, and was even able to earn the epithet
But even he had never once seen Stantal make a move.
Because there had never been anyone who could make her do so.
That Stantal… was being mercilessly pushed back by one man.
And that despite the fact that she was attacking together with two others of similar level to her!
Those two were probably cards Narasha had prepared.
But for some reason, the three of them were attacking together, and even so, they were unable to seize the advantage.
“Haa…….”
Jagron sighed as he looked at the mountain ridge being smashed apart, and the Great Generals beside him also nodded with deflated expressions.
☆ ☆ ☆
The four, who had destroyed two ridges connected to the Sky Mountain Range as they fought, fell into a lull when Sian suddenly stopped his sword and lightly stepped back.
All of them looked terrible.
About half of the rainbow powder surrounding Stantal’s body had turned gray, and Stantal herself was in no normal state after being beaten all over. The Great Armor of the Seven Planets would recover given time, but for now, its recovery speed could not keep up with the speed of destruction.
The Grand Elder’s condition was even worse.
Putting the rest aside, his right hand, on which he wore the Spear of the War God, seemed to have broken somewhere and was being held in place with Vander.
The Second Elder’s condition looked comparatively fine on the outside. He had no external wounds, after all.
But because he had used far too much Exar, he had suffered internal injuries and was vomiting blood from his mouth.
Standing before them, Sian rubbed his cheek with his left hand as though it was tingling.
He had been solidly struck there by Stantal earlier.
As he rubbed his cheek, Sian suddenly opened his mouth.
“Hmm… you see.”
“……?”
“This time, I thought I might be able to feel what it’s like to be in danger of death.”
At those words, the three before him looked puzzled.
Had they not just fought a fierce battle with their lives on the line?
Though they were being pushed back, deep down, they had thought that bastard must surely be feeling nervous too.
“But… I guess the three of you aren’t enough. It was a little dangerous, but… I really don’t know when I’ll ever be able to break through this wall. I thought it would work if I went easy while fighting you, but as expected, that wasn’t enough… I should stop now.”
As he said that, Sian began to use
Then, on the pitch-black sword that until now had held no energy at all, radiance began to gather.
It was not only the sword. Radiance began to shine from Sian’s entire body as well.
But there was something peculiar about it.
It was radiance, yet it had no color.
Anyone who saw it would surely have said the same.
Across Sian’s entire body, something transparent, yet unmistakably like radiance to anyone who saw it, began to gather.
“Still, thanks for helping me. I don’t have any hard feelings… Now let’s end this. I need to go home.”
The moment he finished speaking, the sword flew in with terrifying force, a power completely different from before, and the three of their faces began to turn pale.
☆ ☆ ☆
The battle that had been smashing apart the mountain ridge came to a halt.
No more radiance exploded from the Sky Mountain Range, and no sound leaked out.
While everyone was wondering what had happened, a figure came trudging from afar. Three people were slung over his shoulders.
The place that figure headed toward first was Taran’s formation.
Everyone instinctively realized that the figure walking toward them was the leading actor of the great destruction, and even as the man walked among them, they could not breathe.
At last, the man arrived before the Great Generals and dropped the woman among the three he had been carrying between Jagron and Kolan with a thud.
“…
Lady Stantal…….”
Jagron uttered it like a groan.
He quickly approached and examined her. She appeared to have fainted, but fortunately, it did not seem her life was in serious danger.
“I’m leaving.”
The man who had dropped Stantal set the two people across his shoulders again and trudged back toward Tian’s formation.
“…
Who are you?”
After checking on Stantal, Jagron hurriedly asked the departing man.
At those words, everyone nearby held their breath. They feared he might needlessly provoke the man’s temper.
But Jagron was too curious to hold back.
“It’s Sian. Oh, and from now on, the Lagrang region belongs to Tian. Don’t touch it. Tell that woman not to come in either. The owner has changed now.”
It was the very definition of a halfhearted answer, but with the incredibly annoyed expression on his face as he spat it out, no one could ask any further.
Leaving only those words behind, the man who had identified himself as Sian disappeared toward Tian’s encampment.
Everyone in Taran’s camp stared blankly in that direction for a long while.☆ ☆ ☆Thud. Thud.
“Take them.”<…
Great Elder… Second Elder…….>the Third Elder said, the words escaping like a groan.
When they hurried over to examine them, the Great Elder and the Second Elder seemed to have suffered internal and external injuries, but fortunately, their lives did not appear to be in grave danger.<…
You… showed mercy… in your blows… Thank you… .>Objectively speaking, it was not a situation in which one ought to be saying thank you at all, but the Third Elder’s words came from the bottom of his heart.
Anyone who had seen that battle, the one that had crushed a mountain range, and then learned that the man responsible for it was the man before their eyes, would have thought the same.
“Oh, come on… no need to thank me. Handle the cleanup with that Mister Narasha.”
Leaving the Granain to tend to the two on the ground, Sian shrugged and went back toward his father.
“Father, it’s over now. Let’s go back.”
“Uh… mm… yes, Sian.”
“I told those people not to invade again, so they won’t come. I don’t know if things will go as Mister Narasha… as His Majesty said.”<…
Father?>At those words, everyone nearby was startled out of their wits.
Then did that mean the man grumbling over there was Count Roman’s son?
They had thought he was a Ra-Bander who had lived for a thousand years or so, but he was merely Count Roman’s son……. Just how old was he?
While everyone was shocked, Count Roman himself was utterly confused as well. But soon, as if he did not want his son to notice his complicated feelings, he gathered his thoughts and searched for something to say to Sian, who was walking beside him.
He looked him over to see if he was hurt, but aside from a slightly swollen cheek, there was nothing.
After calmly examining him, Count Roman finally noticed one peculiar thing.
“Uh… Sian, those are a bracelet and ring I haven’t seen before. Is collecting accessories your hobby these days? Earlier you gave me something called a Narangel or whatever, too…….”
“…
Hahahaha…….”
Sian laughed as though it were nothing and kept walking.☆ ☆ ☆
Once I went around, the world turned out to be vast. There were plenty of lunatics. And… plenty of strong ones, too. Ah! And among them, there were plenty who deserved a beating as well.>-An excerpt from the adventure tales Sir Sian von Roman told OOO☆ ☆ ☆Tian was in a festive mood.
It was because of the great achievement King Narasha, newly ascended to the throne, had accomplished in less than half a year.
The complete conquest of the Lagrang region!
Taran had fully transferred its ownership rights over the Lagrang region to Tian, and ceded the territory from its border to the Lagrang region as well.
King Narasha accepted this, drew a new border, and began the reorganization and complete annexation of the Lagrang region.
Once fully annexed, the Lagrang region would give Tian wings.
Then, under King Narasha’s command, Tian would take its first step as an empire.
While everyone was swept up in excitement, an utterly unbelievable rumor spread among the people, moving behind those lost in the festive mood.
It was a rumor spread by those who had returned from the war.
A Great Sword Duke had been born in the House of Roman.
Some asked if it referred to Count Cain von Roman of House Roman.
But it did not.
Others asked if it meant Lian von Roman.
This question quickly died down.
Great Sword Duke was a title even Sword Duke Kirain did not possess. It was too much of a title for a Master still coming into his own.
Then only one person remained.
The second young master, Sian von Roman.
Because of that, such rumors were dismissed as ghost stories and quickly faded away amid the festive atmosphere.
Even those who had seen it with their own eyes heard the news about House Roman’s second young master, decided they must have seen wrong, and let it pass.
Because the second young master was only seventeen.
And so, with only a few Grand-Banders who possessed the skill and sight to confirm the scene with their own eyes recognizing the astonishing birth of a Great Sword Duke who would shake the world, the rumor was buried just like that.
King Narasha was spending truly busy days.
Because he had built an efficient system, only matters that truly required his attention came up to him for approval, but even so, there was much to do.
A major variable called Lagrang had appeared in the country, so all laws, systems, and administration had to be reorganized accordingly.
As contracted with the Granain, the Lagrang region was recognized as their territory and granted autonomy.
And an alliance was formed. On the condition that each side would aid the other.
In any case, what mattered to Narasha was the abundant resources and talented people produced in that region, so he could comfortably hand over the areas known as the Spring of Souls and the holy land. Those areas were only a part of the Lagrang region.
And after establishing the new border, he deployed armed groups, Sword Duke Kirain, and Karagul to the newly expanded border region to strengthen its defenses.
In any case, as long as the Granain and the Sword Duke were there, no one would be able to enter recklessly, but humans were creatures of forgetfulness, so he could not let his guard down.
Especially in such chaotic times, it had to be controlled firmly.
From now on, the title of strongest nation among the Seven Kingdoms would pass from Taran to Tian.
Usharan was having a much harder time than expected against the fierce resistance of the Kingdom of Kon.
Originally, they should have crushed them, but because they had lost an enormous amount of strength in the Kongtiang region due to the sacrifice of the “Black Star,” they were struggling with their advance.
But it would not take long. Two years at the latest. It might even be faster.
By that time, Tian would have completed its internal reorganization as well.
Once that happened, the Lasian Continent would be divided into two great powers and the other four kingdoms.
He could no longer rely on that child Sian’s power.
To be honest, people kept saying Ra-Bander, Ra-Bander, but it had never truly felt real to him. After this incident, however, he clearly realized just how dangerous what he had been doing was.
He would no longer borrow that child’s power.☆ ☆ ☆“Hmm… so you want to go on a journey?”
“Yes. I feel like if I don’t go now, I might never be able to.”
“Mm… that is a good thought…….”
Sian was talking with his father at the mansion on the outskirts of the capital.
It was not something he had decided on a whim, but an issue he had been thinking about for some time.
Being in the capital was comfortable, but somehow, it lacked fun.
Until now, he had rested as though making up for all the rest he had missed(?) because he had trained so hard until the age of seventeen, but now even that was gradually becoming tiresome.
So what came to mind was travel.
To be precise, he thought of the novels he had enjoyed reading when he was young.
He had always wanted to go, but because of laziness and the peace of his surroundings, he had not left until now.
There had also been constant incidents that kept holding him back.
He had money saved up, and now that the war was over, there was no danger to his brother or father.
He wanted to give them the armor he had picked up this time, but if anyone below Ra-Bander used it, they would be instantly crushed to death, so he could not.
Still, just in case, he had given a Narangel to his brother, so it should be fine.
It was the optimal time to leave on a journey.
Since he thought that if his laziness grew any worse he might never leave at all, he wanted to take this opportunity to travel around the world once.
After listening to Sian’s story, Count Roman decided to permit it with an easy heart.
He and Celine had done as much as they could. Now Sian had to learn from something else.
His second son, whom he had hoped would adapt to the world, had grown up far more splendidly than he could have imagined.
It was the first time even he had learned that his second son possessed that degree of strength.
The fact that rumors had not spread widely until now, despite him possessing such tremendous power, was proof enough.
If someone like Kuntarian had possessed such power, the continent would have been unified by now.
The empire’s name would have been decided, too. Something like “Kuntarian,” or “Kuntarian’s Harem Kingdom.”
Just the fact that Sian did not try to trample others with power, merely because he possessed it and because it was the easiest method, made him incredibly proud.‘Yes, if this child wanders outside and sees a wider world, he will come to realize many things.’Having thought that far, Count Roman nodded readily.
“Very well. If you need anything, I will support you. Is there anything you need?”
“Mm… not in particular. I think I can just leave. A map, and… where it’s good to travel… I’m curious about things like that.”
“Is that so? Mm… do you have a purpose for the journey?”
“Well… I want to eat delicious food… see nice things… things like that. Ah, and!”
“Mm?”
“I’d like to visit the places where Ra-Banders were active.”
A journey without purpose was empty, so the purpose Sian set was to follow the traces of how other Ra-Banders had lived.
After clashing with other Ra-Banders this time, he had suddenly become curious about what kind of lives they had led, and just how strong they had been.
If he was lucky, he might be able to confirm what kind of “path” they had possessed… that as well.
He did not intend to visit them all. He simply planned to focus on places that were good to travel to and had such traces.
“Mm… in that case, how about heading south to Broshan? Kiaran is good as well, but I hear the mood there has been unsettled lately. Something seems to have happened, for whatever reason… It did not seem like a good time to travel there.”
“Broshan?”
“Yes. It is one of the Seven Kingdoms located where, before the Empire, there was said to have been the country of the Great Emperor Broxian, who first unified humanity and protected it from Harijan. It is famous for its beauty, and because its culture and cuisine are unique, it is also popular as a travel destination for nobles. And it is also the homeland of the famous Sun Sword Ribias.”
Sian became interested upon hearing that.
Come to think of it, most of the romances involving the protagonists in novels had taken place in a place called Broshan.
“Good. Then I should head that way.”
“Ah, and… Sian.”
“Yes, Father.”
Count Roman paused as if embarrassed, then continued.
“You have done so well until now. I am very proud that you have grown up so well without being swayed by your power.”
“Haha… Father… you’re making me embarrassed…….”
Looking at the embarrassed Sian, Count Roman added one more thing.
“You do not need to live self-sacrificially. I wish for your happiness, after all. But if it does not cause you harm, and if your actions do not harm some third party, learning how to help a little can be enjoyable, too. I hope you learn that joy on this journey.”
“Mm… I understand, Father.”
Sian nodded at his father’s words.
If it did not harm himself, others, or a third party, then there would be nothing wrong with helping.☆ ☆ ☆The capital of the Kingdom of Taran, Stantal.
The enormous royal palace located in Stantal fully expressed the prestige of the Kingdom of Taran.
This was a royal palace, but there was no king.
That was because their king had left for Lagrang and gone into seclusion after building this place.
Because of that, the descendants of that king had acted as regents and ruled Taran for generations.
To that royal palace of Taran, the king had returned.
For the first time in nearly two hundred years.
Stantal IV looked at Stantal I, who was lying on the bed he himself had been using.
“It has been a long time, my king.”
“Heh heh… yes… I truly got thrashed this time. Even my Great Armor was taken… that highway robber of a bastard…….”
Though he was complaining with his mouth, Stantal I did not seem to be in a particularly bad mood.
“…….”
Stantal IV still could not believe it.
A monster among monsters, who had ascended to Grand-Bander at the age of thirty, overthrown Taran’s royal dynasty through rebellion, left for training immediately afterward, risen to Ra-Bander at the age of sixty, and lived for nearly 230 years since then.
That was the Stantal I he knew.
He had no enemies. No one could block his path.
To him, Stantal I was no different from a god. The guardian deity who protected Taran.
For such a god to be defeated.
Looking at Stantal IV as he stared at him, Stantal let out a small laugh.
Because it was obvious what that fellow was thinking.
Normally, he would have pulled his head off for irreverence, but Stantal decided to let it pass.
It was because he remembered the final words of the brat who had beaten him so mercilessly. ‘Don’t throw your weight around just because you’re strong. Let’s live quietly, all right?’ The boy after the battle had felt completely different from that vicious, fiendish creature during the fight.
He could have ignored it and moved on, but for some reason those words came to mind, so Stantal decided to let it slide this once.
Unaware that he had returned alive from a crisis in which he had nearly died, Stantal IV was waiting for Stantal I’s orders.
“Hey.”
“Yes, please speak.”
“Did you look into what kind of fellow he is?”
“Yes. As you commanded, the investigation is complete.”
And Stantal IV respectfully presented Stantal I with the results of the Taran Kingdom Intelligence Department’s investigation.
As Stantal I slowly read through it, he burst into cheerful laughter, as if he could no longer hold it back.
“Hahahahaha! Well, I’ll be. That fellow is seventeen? Hahahaha! This is driving me mad.”
It was unbelievable. To possess such power and yet live so quietly.
There were traces here and there of him having revealed his power, but compared to that power, such incidents were as good as nonexistent.
It was about the same as spilling a cup of water on the deck of a ship being battered by a typhoon.
Only then did Stantal understand the line that the fellow named Sian had spoken at the end.
He had thought it was merely a threat, but that had in fact been the boy’s way of life.
“Right. What’s this fellow planning to do next? Is he going to play at being Tian’s great general now?”
“…
He is said to be preparing for a journey.”
“Huh… a journey?”
“Yes. According to the investigation… he said he ought to travel around a bit while he’s young…….”
“Kahahahahaha! Hahahaha!”
He could not remember how long it had been since he had laughed this merrily.
The one before him probably had no idea why he was so delighted.
Of course he wouldn’t.
Stantal’s current state of mind was like that of a castaway who had been living with monkeys on a deserted island and then finally met another human being.
On top of that, someone stronger than himself was trying to live so innocently.
There were things people commonly misunderstood about La
-Vanders.
If they had never met another La
-Vander, there were even cases where La
-Vanders themselves did not know it.
It was not that human emotions disappeared upon reaching that realm.
It was simply that, after becoming superhuman, there was no one left around them to treat as human.
A kindred being he had met for the first time in a very long while since Groin, whose face was difficult even to see.
That boy could never dream of how Stantal felt at meeting one of his own kind.
And at last, Stantal made his decision.
“Hey, you. Go investigate what route this fellow will take.”
“Pardon?”
For a moment, Stantal IV blurted the sound out despite himself, then hurriedly shut his mouth.
One wrong move, and his neck might be torn off.
“Heh heh… It’s fine. I’m in a good mood right now.”
Stantal I said with a smile.
At those words, Stantal IV gathered his courage and spoke.
“…
Will you not be returning to the Lagrang region?”
Stantal I opened his mouth with an expression that said he knew exactly what Stantal IV was thinking.
“I can’t.”
“…….”
“Those guys who fought with me have settled in there now. If they’re waiting there, it’ll be hard to break through.”
“Such a…….”
“You fool, give up on that place. You can’t touch it. Those guys are truly no pushovers. You’d be better off beating down those Usharan fellows down below.”
“Usharan, you say?”
“Yes. And you know that fellow is in Tian. He’s different from us. It doesn’t seem like he pays no attention to worldly affairs at all. Though he does seem to be trying. What are you going to do if you invade and end up provoking him by mistake?”
At those words, Stantal IV neatly gave up on the idea.
He, too, had seen the recorded footage that had been brought back. He simply could not bring himself to dare touch him.
The Great Warlords who had confirmed the scene with their own eyes were also reluctant to invade the Lagrang region.
Seeing that, Stantal I grinned and said,
“Good, good. That’s a good boy. I’ll rest here for about another week, then move once I’m fully recovered, so have his entire route investigated by then.”
“…
Yes, understood. Please rest comfortably.”
With those words, Stantal IV left the room, and Stantal I thought of Sian as he wore a broad, pleased smile.