NOVEL SIMPLE Episode 598. Enemies' Intervention (5)
“That means it's a reenactment of a disaster from a thousand years ago.”
As she murmured, the atmosphere grew heavier.
Because no one could have predicted this situation.
“… … Queen. There is something I want to ask you.”
Furetel, who had been silent, raised her head and looked at Queen Hetia.
“What is a freetel?”
“It's about the one who commands that monster.”
“Hmm? What do you mean? Didn't you already report on him?”
“There are things I didn’t include in the report on purpose.”
Intentional omission of report.
When I said it calmly, the faces of the other tribal chiefs were stained with bewilderment.
But he's not a man who would do such a thing for no reason.
Instead of holding him accountable, I quietly waited for him to finish speaking.
“He made a monster.”
“It was in the report. You have already read it.”
“He said that it was created by mixing only the strengths of various creatures… … I don't know what that means.”
“That too was in the report.”
“And he also used strange powers. Cover your arms with scales. Or spread your wings.”
There, the atmosphere suddenly began to turn strangely.
It was the sound of the representatives holding their breath as they realized what Furetel wanted to ask.
Meanwhile, Mertel, the representative of the Minotaur, who must have seen the same thing, was silent. It seemed as if he had entrusted all the remarks to him, who was a close friend and fought together.
“Didn’t the Queen do the same?”
At that moment, it felt as if a chilly air was spreading throughout the conference room.
In the end, the representative of the elves, who was worse off, tried to talk to Fretel as if to stop him.
“… … that fretel? A hasty judgment.”
“Do you think it is an illusion?”
Furetel snorted and resolutely announced that he had no intention of ending what he had just said.
“I, no one else, suffered directly from him.”
He insisted, tapping his chest.
Who else but himself would deny it?
“Who is sure but me?”
“… … Not that, calmly.”
“No, that’s all right.”
For now, Hetia, who stopped the elf representative trying to stop it somehow, looked at Fretel without wavering.
“Be sure to ask. His ability... … Are you like me?”
“I couldn’t help but see it that way.”
Furetel also doesn't want to stumble because he has ill feelings towards Hetia.
It's not just him, everyone knows.
If there were only those who had ill feelings and were frantic about what they wanted to bring down, this Kelia framework would not have been established.
What he wants to ask is the factual relationship that comes from a certain pure question.
“Are your talents the same as those of the monster?”
“Um… … I can't say anything because I haven't seen him myself. Hetia raised her left hand, frowning as if in trouble.
When she gives strength, the left hand changes to that of the Lizardman.
“… … Are these similar?”
This is also her ability.
No, at least that's what those around me, including myself, knew.
Hmm...
Furetel glared at the back of her hand and quietly winked.
“Whew… … Is that what you mean?”
Hetia returned her hand to its normal position and sighed as she touched her forehead.
“… … Queen? Is it possible to find out?”
“First of all, let me tell you this.
I know nothing.”
Hetia first denied that.
It has nothing to do with you and him.
No, I have to say that I don't even know if it has anything to do with it.
“About my origins, that's all I've said before.”
“… … It was that even the queen herself did not know.”
The Dwarf representative narrowed his eyes and recalled that fact.
It's a point that no one wants to talk about now.
Hetia's identity.
“It is true. It is a pitiful body that does not even know where its hometown is in the first place.”
I'm talking half self-deprecatingly.
In reality, Hetia doesn't even know where she is from.
What do you mean when you don't know who you are and where you come from?
“When I was young, I was digging the ground to make a living in the mountains.
under… … It was really terrible back then.”
“Before that?”
“Did you tell me? don't know Umm... …
surely… … I don't know why I don't know... …
The queen narrowed her eyes and thought about it as if she wanted to remember that time, but soon shook her head as if nothing else came to mind.
“If you look at yourself now, nothing comes to mind.”
“I've always thought of her as a mutant.”
“I thought so too.”
The queen's ability was extremely simple.
For some reason, the characteristics of these different races exist simultaneously in her body.
What she is able to display and utilize the characteristics of other creatures is nothing more than their magnanimity.
“I never thought you would think of such a thing when you came here.”
It's not when I was a kid, and I'm not old enough to worry about it.
But I never thought that I would be thinking about my own identity now.
“… … he is? What did he say?”
Carefully asked for the opinions of Cressel, the queen's teacher and advisor, and the person who contributed to the development of Kelia.
It was a vaguely known fact that she was able to be who she is now because he taught her in the first place.
It's a secret that only the tribal chiefs know.
But the queen waved her hands as if nothing had happened.
“The damn skeleton said the same thing. ‘Somehow the ancestors made a mistake and inherited the wrong mutation! Ha ha ha!' You said something like that.”
“After all, he doesn’t even know.”
“That’s how it is. … … Perhaps, however, Hetia also did not believe Cressel's irresponsible words. Do you think it will naturally look like this?
He probably noticed that the young girl at the time was deliberately covering it up so she wouldn't worry.
Now, at best, maybe it's because of the warlock? I was just thinking about it. At that time, warlocks were secluded here and there in Kelia.
“Uhm??????
“Are you suspicious?”
“No, if you don’t know.”
However, Fretel, who raised a question, surprisingly lightly tied the knot without further discussion.
He denied it and said he didn't know.
That's what I thought.
If not, that's her job then.
What matters is what happens after that.
“Surrender or he will send the monster to Kelia.”
“… … I have no intention of listening.”
Hetia sternly stated that she had no intention of accepting it.
“They are a bunch of monsters. What do you believe in and raise the flag?”
“That makes sense.”
“Why are you talking right?”
“… … Whose side are you on?”
In any case, neither the Queen nor the other representatives voiced an opinion to accept the surrender.
Even if he did not know his true identity, he heard of the danger that had been passed down from generation to generation.
“Then we will fight.”
“That would be the problem. How long can you last with your current troops?”
Desire and reality are different.
After fighting directly, Hetia asked for a base.
Furetel closed her eyes for a moment and opened her mouth after silence.
“… … Even if you bring in elite warriors and make them hold on, they will barely stick. If it clashes in earnest, if it lasts for five days, it will be good.”
“Um… … Is that enough?”
If someone who has fought said so, it must be so.
“Does those five days refer to the time we have to hold out at the border?”
“Captured.”
Furetel answered briefly.
“It will take five days for this place to be captured. The border is cleared in a day.”
This time, the speeches of the representatives of each race froze.
Now he said that even holding on was difficult.
If a horse breaks through the border in five days, how much damage will there be?
If she behaves herself, Kellya's short history could be in danger of life and death.
“Uhm??????
Hetia rested her chin on her chin as if in trouble.
Now, no one is arguing with her.
It's the same as rotting a bone head.
“What do you mean?”
“There is nothing to ask. I will tell the Ernesia Kingdom.”
“hmm?”
“Their defense is what they have to do. and.”
Hetia stood up from her seat.
There is no time to continue discussing tabletop discussions here.
“… … Do you have any spare time?”
She rolled the words in her mouth and turned to everyone.
“Anyway, what to say is decided.
We have to do our defense. And I should say take care of your own comfort.”
City of Dragons. city of draenei.
Since they have only recently begun to open up exchanges with humans, they have been taking the steps smoothly and step by step.
It's embarrassing because at that stage, the feeling that this happened was strong because they accepted whatever someone suggested and fed them instead of following the plan they had envisioned.
Still, both humans and dragons had good reviews, so they thought there was no problem.
… … just a while ago
[…] … Is it a conflict between humans?]
Nerel frowned as she received a report on the current situation of the current human nations in her office.
Well, since he was in the form of a dragon, from a human point of view, he could only look like he was just keeping his mouth shut.
[You know, Deputy Rod?]
[What is it, Iruzelin?]
The red-scaled dragon that was facing her now spoke again while slightly wagging its tail.
An unemployed person who had been dispatched to Ernesia Kingdom until not too long ago... …
No, it's the dragon Iruzelin.
Now, due to the abnormal situation in the human state, all dragons are returning and monitoring the situation.
And Iruzelin, as the current representative, was verbally reporting the current situation to Nerel.
[Is there anything more to say?]
[No no. First of all, that's all we knew roughly as we watched and grasped the atmosphere. Rather, the eyes and ears that normally use it should know better about the rest?]
It refers to the spies that dragons usually use to keep tabs on the situation on the continent.
But for some reason Nerel kept her mouth shut.
[…] … .]
[Why. Why is that representative?]
[…] … yes, you should know
Those eyes and ears lost news not too long ago.]
[…] … .]
Even Iru Zeline couldn't help but keep her mouth shut for a moment and be immersed in thought.
Even she doesn't know what that means.
[…] … Then it's no wonder they summoned us all of a sudden.]
[Yes, it's because we don't know the situation. It's not just a human war.]
The dragons are also figuring out the truth with the information they got from Arel.
From a mysterious large-scale water surface phenomenon confirmed not so long ago to the present, an event in which the distance between continents has rapidly narrowed.
And even the monsters that appeared in the center.
Even the most fearless dragons had to assemble and monitor the situation.
[…] … Are you going to intervene in the human war?]
[I have no intention of doing so.]
Nerel drew a line surprisingly firmly.
Fortunately, the dragons have not yet opened their doors in earnest, so there is no justification for the dragons to intervene in the human country.
[…] … What if that person requests?]
The ‘human' that Iruzelin spoke of is none other than Arel.
Apart from other countries, the situation is different from Arel and Fahilia managed by Arel.
He has a lot of debt.
If you ask for intervention, you won't be able to refuse.
Above all, the current confusion of humans is undesirable even from the dragon's point of view.
Wouldn't it be better to block it in the middle for some reason to prevent confusion?
[…] … No doubt.]
However, Nerell dismissed that possibility immediately.