Absolutely Do Not Touch Eldmia Egga

Chapter 609

I don’t know if I knew it or not, but in the end I had to get on the cutting board again and tell everything.

However, the expected smashing did not return. Not only in places where there were many eyes to see, but also in private spaces.

“Yeah… it’s fine as long as you’re safe. If you’re going to commit anything in the future, just make sure you’re safe.”
“Don’t try to solve it all by yourself.”

At first, I wondered if the two gears made me give up, but it wasn’t like that. Even after the story was finished to some extent, I had to be caught for a long time, share the story, and suffer from an attack of affection that was close to a quickie. If it weren’t for the situation where you had to pay attention to the next day’s schedule because it was definitely on the march, you would have had to talk about what you experienced and experienced while traveling through the demons all night.

Of course, it’s not just about personal stories. Our main topic of conversation was, in the end, the unscheduled Sa-nyeom. That doesn’t mean that something sharp has come up, but for now, opinions have gathered in the direction of enshrining Mr. Sayeom in Levien.

The place where she was enshrined was a demonic spirit for quite a long time, so in the end, it might be right to go with Thor to find historical information, but when and where did the demon king’s forces try to use the divinity as they please by using the remnants of evil spirits? It was a decision that was made because no one could know whether they would notice the existence of and play tricks.

I was in charge of the escort to Levien.

The reasons why I had to do that were more diverse than I thought. The reason was to keep the morals of deciding to be determined, the fewer people who knew her identity, the better, and the biggest reason was that it was not as easy as I thought to recruit enough personnel to safely escort her.

“I heard that there are reinforcements because of the kingdom union?”

The first two reasons were understandable to me too, but the last one was a bit strange, so when I asked it again, Ragnis’ impression was crumpled.

“That bird… Hmm, hmm! They’re not trustworthy.”

Ragnis hurriedly changed his words and expressions, but I couldn’t fool my eyes and ears, which could be called a professional swear word.

I felt the need to repair or replace my equipment anyway, so after agreeing moderately, I asked Sir Lenissa privately, and I was informed that the overwhelming majority of the reinforcements were advisors.

Reporting and plundering after first measures? Even when I heard that it happened frequently and that even surveillance troops were being operated in this city, I unknowingly grabbed the back of my neck.

“Isn’t the command of the wartime held by the Marquis? I think it would be better to just cut the head.”
“In front of me, you can just call me Ragnis. How can you not know what kind of relationship the two of you have when you have been assisting by my side?”

The unexpected attack made her face feel hot, but fortunately Sir Renissa didn’t hold back and continued her explanation.

“Actually, I tried to set a few people as examples, but… In the event of a coalition operation, the nobles are sent back to their countries for simple disobedience of orders that do not correspond to the highest level, and are punished according to their country’s laws or only fined.”
“Yeombyeong…”

I didn’t even know the law because I didn’t look at it. Is it similar to repatriation of criminals in terms of past lives?

The reason why the guys called the Kingdom Alliance in the form of reinforcements suddenly joined the war is obvious. Seeing that the eastern front, which had been maintained for years, was pierced overnight and making a rapid advance, he must have thought that the war was finally over.

The surrounding kingdoms were embracing, ‘Asmodians are actually no big deal.’ It is clear that the Empire, which had been growing inside the fence with determination and feeding, opened the fence gate at this opportunity. If you don’t participate in the war, there is no congo, so it’s not too difficult to guess the idea of crawling in in any form and trying to make a profit and make a profit.

The problem lies in why the Empire left it ‘in the middle’.

If you listen to the story, you have handed over all the command authority and let go of threats. The forces of the Kingdom Alliance hit the barricades so that they could not even dare to cross the line that should not be crossed. Even so, what is the benefit of not drawing a line between an act that is no different from disobeying orders and an attempt at plunder?

It couldn’t be that the purpose was to make a vase of Ragnis. I couldn’t understand it in many ways, so while I was drooling for a while and thinking about it, Sir Lenissa opened her mouth as if she had suddenly come to mind.

“Ah, come to think of it, the messenger of the empire once asked me to put in a word in case of Sir Ega’s visit.”
“Yes? How did you know I was coming here and said that?”
“Well… I guess? I just can’t reach you, so I think I’ve said it everywhere I can reach.”

After finishing the short conversation with Sir Renissa, who was scratching the back of the head, I went straight to Siegfried.

I went there thinking that if he was a key figure in the empire, he would know, but the reaction that came back was absurd.

“Huh? This is the first time I’ve heard of this? Have you heard of Eselua?”
“No, it’s the first time I’ve heard of it.”

All three of them responded that they had heard an absurd story for different reasons, but it was Siegfried who guided them to a messenger.

But for some reason, his attitude seemed more docile and attentive than usual, so I wanted to punch him in the back of the head.

Fortunately, I couldn’t do that because I had a lot of eyes to see, but since he didn’t change his attitude until the moment I left after the guide, I almost started to seriously think about why he was doing that. It really would have been if the introduced messenger hadn’t brought it up right away.

“It is an honor to meet the hero and warrior who saved the white star of the empire. I asked for a visit like this because there was a message from the first princess.
“Are you the princess?”

I asked if he gave instructions to all the wires just in case, and he said no. Esmuer correctly guessed that I would join Ragnis through Thor.

I wondered how he could have predicted that… but when I thought about it, I thought it might not be an impossible prediction. It’s already been quite some time since we decided to head to Thor, so even if I couldn’t predict that I would move to deliver classified documents to Ragnis myself, I could have predicted the arrival of Ragnis’ army in Thor. .

“I understand. What is the message about?”

Thinking about that and moderately understanding, the answer to the question I threw was a small crystal ball. The messenger installed double and triple soundproofing magic in the tent we were in, sent a signal to the crystal ball, and left the tent with a light nod.

It was almost the same time I understood what that action meant and heard Esmuer’s voice.

-Are you late?

Esmuer, who looked a little pouty, was reflected in the crystal ball.

Perhaps more advanced than any other crystal ball I know, Esmuer’s appearance is as neat as if it were a video call. Behind her, I could see a large chair and the window of the office, but to the left and right of the house, only piles of papers were caught.

“If it collapses, won’t it be crushed and you won’t be able to breathe?”
– It’s a daily life after participating in the war in earnest. Ragnis’ army may not have reached Thor yet, but judging from the meeting with the messenger, it seems that there was something else to move.

Esmuer put down the quill he was holding and stretched out his small hand to pull the crystal ball a little closer. There was something funny about him frowning and looking at me, but I tried not to laugh recklessly because what I was wearing right now wasn’t plain clothes, but armor that she had custom-made for me.

-The condition of the armor is very messy. You’re not seriously injured, are you?
“Thanks to the armor, I’m fine.”
-…Hmm, hmm. Then it happened. Anyway, I’d like to continue the private conversation like this, but this crystal ball wasn’t left for that purpose, so let’s talk about the main topic. Did you hear from Ragnis about the Kingdom Alliance reinforcements?
“I’ve been wondering about that anyway.”
– It’s good that there’s less to explain. If possible, I’d like you to stir up some ignorant reinforcements.
“I?”
-I’m telling you in advance, I’m not saying to kill by example. Well… it wouldn’t be a big deal for them to make excuses and attack.

Well, if I made up my mind and stabbed it, I wouldn’t be able to fly even one or two helmet rings to eat a bowl of rice in a foreign country in a serious situation. It’s thin. There’s no way Esmuer didn’t know that?

Esmuer, who read my expression at once, tapped the crystal ball with his index finger while smiling as if it was half-solved.

– Of course, there is a cause. What do you think is the biggest reason why Ragnis couldn’t punish them until now?
“Uh… is it an army from another country?”
-That is also true, but it is precisely because the body is not free from the ‘fighting for interests between countries’. No matter what, she is an aristocrat of Ethiel, and although she has legitimacy, she cannot represent unconditional ‘justice’. But are you different?
“…because you’re a hero?”
-Because he was born and raised in Ithiel as a warrior of the Demonic Cult.
“ah.”

It wasn’t until I heard Esmuer’s last words that I understood what she was trying to say. Esmuye, who read my expression this time as well, nodded in satisfaction and continued.

-The reinforcements there are mostly things that want to avoid direct battles, but are only full of simbo that want to eat like wildcats for profit through looting. But even so, there was no way to force it into the front line, so it was best to maintain the current situation.

But with you, the story changes.

It is a plan to make those opportunists blinded by profit and voluntarily head to the front.