Episode 212
Episode 212
The number of teleportation gates installed in the Kingdom of Tahorn is 25.
Of these, 12 were destroyed or disabled due to barbarian attacks.
There are 13 left.
Over the course of a few months, nearly half of the damage was suffered. Additionally, one of the twelve teleportation gates was installed in the kingdom’s capital. It was reported that the capital was overthrown and destroyed.
“… “Didn’t you say that?”
“Watch your steps when you come down.”
“yes. All right. “They spread that rumor on purpose.”
Jeron answered as he went down under the guidance of the gate agent.
Erdin frowned for a moment, but when he came down the gate and looked around the streets of the capital, he quickly understood what the intention was for spreading such a rumor.
Traces of buildings collapsed and destroyed by barbarian attacks were visible. Several months have passed and it still hasn’t recovered. It was simply a matter of clearing away the debris and organizing it.
The news that the capital was overthrown was also greatly exaggerated. In percentage terms, the damage was 30%. It was deliberately inflated to raise awareness of barbarian attacks among neighboring countries and their own lords.
“… “The effect must have been clear.”
“yes?”
Erdin looked at Jeron, who was giggling, and then changed the subject.
“But what are you going to do next?”
“What should I do?”
“Barbarians. “Barbarians.”
I felt a look of surprise next to me. He was a gate agent. Erdin said he fought them at Viscount Powell, in case he misunderstood.
“ah… “I see.”
He looked a little relieved, but he didn’t seem to have let his guard down completely either. It seems like he brought up a sensitive topic too without hesitation.
“Anyway. “Be careful.”
“… … .”
Jeron scolded, but Erdin could not say anything.
I left the teleport gate area and headed straight to the hotel.
I asked the gate agent and he said there was a hotel that was not destroyed by the barbarian attack. He is said to have always considered security important, paying a lot of money to hire highly skilled mercenaries, and this time he did his part to the fullest.
Anyway, as I entered the hotel lobby, the desk staff greeted me warmly.
“Thank you for visiting our ‘La-Pella’ hotel.”
There were only a few guests in the hotel.
The Kingdom of Tahorn had been suffering from barbarian attacks for a long time. It was not a place where travelers or tourists who feared for their lives would set foot. It wasn’t strange that there were only a few customers.
The desk staff asked questions according to procedures. How many people? How many days are you going to stay for? What are you going to do for breakfast, lunch, and dinner? And so on.
When I told them that I would be staying for a week and asked that each person be allocated one room according to the number of people in my group, the hotel staff tried not to show it, but I could see the corners of their mouths twitching.
Hotels in the capital are several times more expensive than elsewhere. Mathematically, it is said to be several times as expensive, but in other words, it is ‘enormously’ expensive.
If you go out on the street now, open the door of any decent inn, and enter, for the price of one person staying one night, five people can each occupy a room and eat and sleep for a month. This was because there were so few customers that the inn’s usage fees were dropping.
What do you mean?
Jeron and his group are the best guests, or rather, guests in this recessionary time due to the barbarian attacks.
“You only need to let us know 30 minutes to an hour before your meal.”
“Please prepare right now.”
“All right. Locke, please guide the guests.”
“Please follow me.”
Jeron and his group, who were assigned a room, simply unpacked and rested.
After about 30 minutes, the desk clerk came up and announced that the meal was ready. As we entered the luxurious restaurant, a sumptuous meal was prepared. I gave a reasonable tip and the service was excellent. Despite the recession, fresh southern continental fruits from unknown sources were served as dessert.
After finishing the meal, Erdin patted his bloated stomach and said,
“and. “My stomach is going to explode.”
“I don’t know how long it’s been since I last had a proper meal.”
Logan muttered with deeply moist eyes.
The other party members also had similar expressions. In particular, Mayen exclaimed, ‘Okay…’ A voice was heard muttering, ‘This is food.’
Jeron felt sorry for no reason.
‘I’ve only been eating camp food too much.’
If you are a Korean, you can eat a hearty meal… No, if you were a continental person, you should have been fed a hearty diet of bread, soup, and meat.
After their backs were warm and their stomachs were full, the companions stayed in their rooms and did not come out. But I didn’t care. Even though it’s like that now, tomorrow I feel sick, so I go out and train with a weapon, or pray, and do whatever I can.
‘I have to fulfill Viscount Powell’s request.’
There was also a letter of introduction from the Viscount, so delivering a letter to the royal family was not difficult. To be honest, it’s as easy as lying down and eating rice cake. You just go and hand over a letter of introduction, wait a few hours, and then give them a letter, and that’s it. Because of that, I received the right to use the Tahorn Kingdom’s teleportation gate – it was even free – so it was a great deal.
The capital’s inner walls were under tight security. The soldiers guarding the inner castle gate look menacingly at Jeron, who is approaching, and shout.
“stop!”
“If you come any closer, we will consider you an intruder!”
It’s 30 meters away, but he raises his window and threatens me.
Jeron said, raising both hands with his palms visible.
“I bring you a letter of introduction from Viscount Powell.”
“… Viscount Powell?”
“I’ll come back.”
A soldier approached Jeron, received a letter of introduction, and entered the inner room. There is another inner castle within the inner castle, and there are buildings including the royal palace within it. It will take a long time to check the contents of the letter of introduction, deliver the news, and come back.
Jeron thought so. However, the soldier who entered the inner room returned less than 10 minutes later. He was accompanied by one uninvited guest(?).
“Huh?! 1See you, Prince!”
“Meet the 1st Prince!”
The soldier who first discovered the uninvited guest was startled, got down on one knee and shouted. Other soldiers followed suit and did the same. The uninvited guest, or rather the first prince, told him not to be pretentious.
It was just at that moment that I was wondering whether I should be polite to Jeron as well.
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“See you, Prince 1.”
“Are you the one who brought Viscount Powell’s letter of introduction?”
“It’s called Xeronian Perian.”
“Uhm. “May I ask where she is from?”
“He is the second son of the family of Viscount Perrian, Kingdom of Orne in the Central Continent.”
“How can a noble from a foreign country… … ?”
The first prince did not hide his doubts.
The soldiers who pointed their spears at Jeron also looked puzzled.
“It doesn’t seem like the right place to talk about that situation.”
“Achacha. “I almost made a mistake.”
“Here’s Viscount Powell’s letter… … .”
“No, please come inside.”
“… … ?”
After saying that, Jeron looked at the 1st prince who immediately turned around in confusion.
It was a plan that ended with just delivering a letter.
After that, all that was left to do was lightly caress the barbarian’s butt and return home.
‘What do we do?’
I thought about just giving the letter and going back.
It’s not difficult to sneak a letter into someone’s chest.
Although he said he revealed his identity to the first prince, there is no way he would be ‘sick’ for insulting the royal family from the North Continent to the Central Continent.
Moreover, although the rumor did not spread to this point, it was Jeron and his companions who prevented the undead incident in the Kingdom of Coombe and the barbarian attack in Viscounty Powell.
Rumors may be exaggerated or downplayed.
Just as Jeron’s worries were deepening, he felt a sharp force.
Although the murderous intent was not great, it was clearly a murderous act.
“Hoo?”
As Xeron quickly tracked the snake, he caught sight of it flowing from beneath the First Prince’s feet. I could feel the master of death being startled.
Judging by his level, he was an Auror Master. But what is surprising is that his level is similar to that of Duke Furion, whom he met on the Western Continent. I don’t know why he is hiding at the feet of the 1st Prince, but I have never heard of a person of this level of skill existing in the Kingdom of Tahorn.
‘Sounds fun, right?’
Jeron removed his hand from his chest and followed the first prince.
The first prince revealed his name to be Tylennon.
‘An antipyretic analgesic?’
It was only for a moment, but Thai X play came to mind first. Let me be the first to say that this is not a viral story. The pronunciation of the royal family, Tyrennon, was so old-fashioned and elegant that ‘non’ simply sounded like ‘nol’.
“Tylenon means pain in ancient language. “It is a name given to me by the late king to make him a great king who understands the suffering of his people.”
“The late king was a great person.”
The relationship between Tyxnoll and the late king was suspected.
“You were very good. So, I always try to follow the shadow of the previous king.”
Tylennon said with a smile. It seemed like he wasn’t happy with Jeron’s praise.
Anyway, I entered the royal palace comfortably under the guidance of the first prince, Tylenon. He wasn’t without surveillance, but he was glad that there was no one blocking his way.
‘The problem is that it’s strangely comfortable.’
Jeron’s question was valid.
By chance, Tyrennon, who was passing nearby, spotted a soldier running with Viscount Powell’s letter of introduction. He caught him and asked him what was going on. He said he left after hearing, “Someone has brought Viscount Powell’s letter of introduction,” but he ignored the procedure. It was impossible to do.
Besides, how could the First Prince know the seal of a mere Viscount?
Above all, it makes no sense to go through the royal family’s entrance procedures at high speed.
What solved Jeron’s doubts was the question the first prince asked with a shy smile.
“Hmm. By the way, how is your father-in-law?”
“Father-in-law… “You mean?”
“Become the father-in-law of the prince Viscount Powell saw.”
‘ah. Father-in-law.’
Everything made sense when I heard that Jeron was my father-in-law.
“He looked a little tired, but he didn’t seem to be injured.”
“Thank goodness. If you happen to get seriously injured, burn your back at night… … Hmm! “I would appreciate it if you could tell me what you didn’t hear.”
“What did you say? “I didn’t hear anything.”
Tylenon looked at Jeron with a sympathetic gaze.
* * *
Indeed, with the first prince taking the lead, the treatment from the royal family was extraordinary.
Although it was not an official event, I also met the King of Tahorn Kingdom.
“I would like to express my gratitude on behalf of the Kingdom of Tahorn.”
“I’m so glad it helped.”
“I feel like throwing a banquet, but… … .”
I don’t know how many more times I have to attend that damn banquet.
Jeron pretended to listen intently to the king’s words and passed them all to one ear. He didn’t forget to reply appropriately.
“Do you intend to receive the title if given?”
“that… “I think it will be a burden.”
I said it as twisted as possible.
He was not a commoner, but his father was a proud nobleman of a country and a lord who ruled the land. Although he is said to be the second son, it is difficult for a lord’s child to receive a title from a foreign country. Even though it is a faraway country in the northern continent.
“Then how about this in lieu of a title?”
The King suggested, making Geron’s eyes widen.
fantasy,
