There Is No World For ■■ - Chapter 811



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EP.811 People of the Forest. (2)

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“I understand that the reason the military gave us these orders is to control civilians and supplies heading to the Elven Forest.”

“You know…? When a soldier commits a robbery, he doesn’t even know the exact objective of the operation?”

“that….”

The foreign legionnaire named Rahel paused for a moment. He chewed his lips slightly and checked the face of the captain who had been knocked unconscious by Miri before speaking.

“…the higher-ups did not give us any information beyond the orders.”

“You want me to believe that?”

“You can believe it or not, but this is a top secret mission, and we are just field agents. Wouldn’t it be weirder to know so much?”

It was a lie. The sense of dawn and the sound of Rachel’s heart were telling me so.

‘It doesn’t seem like it’s just to hide information… why are you lying?’

The moment when Yeomyeong, who was hiding her doubts, tried to pressure him with stronger words.

Kuk- said Miri, pressing the dagger to Rahel’s neck.

“How dare you lie about safety?”

“… Sigh.”

“You know that the KGB’s torture techniques can even extract confessions from bears, right? It would be better for both parties if the Secretary-General were to tell the truth when he speaks.”

As she said that, Miri slowly applied force to the dagger. Rahel’s blood flowed down the sharp blade.

It was a blatant threat, but Yeomyeong didn’t care. She didn’t know about the KGB’s torture methods in advance… You didn’t know? After all, there was no way she could have actually killed Rahel.

If there’s anything that bothers me, it’s probably Lashk grumbling about having his dagger taken away.

Anyway, Rahel remained calm even when a knife was literally held to his throat.

“I’ll say it again, it’s not a lie. This is all I know.”

Unlike the unconscious captain, I thought he was a person who could communicate a little, but was it just an act? Yeomyeong held out her hand as if telling Miri, who was about to move her dagger, to stop, and then looked down at Rahel.

“Let’s start over from the beginning. Foreign Legion, state your affiliation and name.”

“…Lahrul, a member of the Foreign Legion’s Foreign Magic Regiment. Rahrul Tolomeda.”

“What about the leader of the robbery group who collapsed next to me?”

“Same as me. I belong to the Foreign Magic Regiment, Pankoe Bar.”

It was an Asha name, not a French one. Asha from the Foreign Legion… Yeomyeong, who was interested, asked again.

“What rank?”

“We are both bosses.”

“…?”

Just as a question mark floated over Yeomyeong’s head, Netty, who also had a question mark, joined the conversation.

“Wait a minute, you’re a wizard… why is your rank only sergeant?”

It was a common-sense question. Like fighter pilots, most militaries gave superhumans the rank of ensign or higher, because they were high-level personnel who were difficult to train.

Another example is that the Korean superhuman Jeong Ma-pil, who had his arm cut off by Yeomyeong, had the rank of major. Even the US military, which hates superhumans, gives superhumans the rank of lieutenant general, so why does France, which loves superhumans?

The question didn’t last long.

“To be promoted to the rank of senior sergeant or higher, or to the rank of officer, in the Foreign Legion, one must be a French national.”

“…You’re not French, is that what you’re saying?”

When Yeomyeong asked, Rahel looked back and forth between the unconscious leader and Yeomyeong and asked back.

“Were the people of colonial Algeria French? Were the people of Vietnam French?”

“… .”

“And the wizard of the border county that became the autonomous Provence… is he French?”

Dawn suddenly remembered what the fallen captain had said.

-Our homeland is France, not an empire!

Was that the lament of a border soldier abandoned by the empire? Yeomyeong asked, tasting bitterness as if she had drunk anchovy broth that had been boiled for too long.

“The French army’s answer was no, I guess.”

“… .”

Rahel nodded.

Was the reason you took on a dirty mission like robbery to prove your loyalty?

Just as Dawn had that thought, Rachel answered as if she had read his thoughts.

“…Captain Panko and I failed to prove our loyalty to our country and were assigned this mission… Will you believe us now? The military superiors do not trust us and we do not know what the operational objectives of this mission are.”

“… .”

This time, it wasn’t a lie. Even Rahel’s expression said so. He was staring at Dawn with his lips tightly shut as if to say, “If you want to kill me, go ahead and kill me.”

‘The changeling count… the superman of the autonomous territory of Provence.’

Who said that? Fate is more frightening than coincidence or inevitability. Looking at Rahel’s hardened eyes, Yeomyeong thought of those words and asked, not as Red Star, but as the son of the Count.

“What were the terms of loyalty that France demanded?”

“That… I can’t say.”

You can’t say this after saying everything else? Yeomyeong was instinctively convinced that the condition of loyalty was related to the change of the Baekryung.

Well, it wasn’t strange, since France couldn’t have ruled the occupied counties peacefully.

Aren’t there examples like Vietnam and Algeria right now? Like any other imperialist country… France was a vicious ruler.

‘… .’

… As Yeomyeong continued to think that far, she felt a sharp sense of discomfort.

His father told him not to worry about his family or territory, but he had already inherited the martial arts and swordsmanship of the family of the Marquis …

If France had mistreated the citizens of the border counties, he would never forgive France.

‘But… right now is not the time.’

Dawn consoled himself in his anger. He had not yet reached the level of his father. The power he possessed now was enough to fight the French, but protecting his territory and people from the French was a completely different matter.

So, a little later, after you have purged all the opposition and become a real secretary, and have gained the power to stand up to Nixon and fate… then let’s go back to the border area.

‘I’m sure both Lord Doumea and His Majesty Auguste will like it.’

As Yeomyeong gathered her thoughts, a plan suddenly came to mind.

A plan that is more dangerous than sneaking in like Miri planned, but could screw France over.

To make the plan a little more concrete, Dawn asked Rachel.

“I can’t say… Okay. Rachel, then let’s move on to the next question.”

“… .”

Rahel’s expression wavered slightly, as if he had not expected it to pass so easily. And the moment he was asked the next question, his expression wavered once more.

“What is the current situation in the Elf Forest, and what the French army and other forces are doing… Tell me what you know.”

***

[I hate you.]

With those familiar words, the old man sitting on the wooden bed opened his eyes.

Was it because I had a dream after a long time? My body felt light.

He got out of bed for the first time in a long time. The blisters that had grown from the aftereffects of Agent Orange tickled his skin, but the old man didn’t care.

He slowly got up from his seat, put on a loose-fitting garment made of ramie and wooden shoes.

On Earth, these were sold at exorbitant prices as luxury items from the Elven Forest, but this was not important to the old man. To him, these clothes were just familiar clothes that he had been wearing for decades.

Anyway, he stood up on his own two feet, walked to the window, and opened it. Creak- The wooden window frame, carved from old wood, screamed as if startled by the long handling.

Yes, it was a scream. The noise coming from outside the window was so loud that I couldn’t stand it without screaming.

-Here, I’m warning you, unauthorized herbalists. If you hand over the elixir you illegally collected, I’ll spare your life. I’ll say it again. The elixir…

bang!

-What the fuck, that thief shot first!!! Return fire!! No, just kill them all!!!

Gunfire between illegal herbalists and pharmaceutical company security teams can be heard hundreds of meters away.

-Putain Merde!! It’s an elf trap!! Everyone get down!!

Farther away, several kilometers away, French was spoken, followed by explosions.

Kwaaaaang – !

Following every terrible sound, smoke rose. The green forest screamed as it endlessly emitted smoke like a smoker.

It was a sound that insulted the forest that was thousands of years old… or maybe even older. The old man who was listening to the sound outside the window wanted to shout at everyone to shut up. The hand holding the window was shaking, and anger was welling up in every part of his old body.

He wanted to draw his sword and run out right away, but… the truth that suddenly dawned on him froze his entire body.

There is no demerond.

At this crucial time, the elves’ greatest power was absent.

The old man shuddered at the fact. He shuddered because he realized that this was all a trap.

He closed the window like a frightened man, but the noise from outside continued to tickle his ears.

The sound of moths flapping their wings as they fly toward the fire.

The old man, unable to bear the sound, screamed in fear.

“Changkeupe! Where are you?! Come up here now! Now!!”

***

Immediately after Rahel’s explanation, which was long if it was long and short if it was short, was over.

After looking out at the river for a moment and organizing her plans, Yeomyeong left Rachel behind and headed towards the parked truck.

And Dawn, who had taken a seat in the shade next to the truck, gestured for the rest of the group to gather together.

Immediately afterwards, the group, except for Corvus, who was watching the guys approaching from the sky, gathered together.

Neti and Miridis were counting the number of mercenaries, Ciri and Peroru were kicking the tied up mercenaries, and even Lashik and Dilla were resting in the truck.

As soon as everyone gathered, before Yeomyeong could say anything, Miri swung her wand and cast a soundproof wall spell.

This is exactly what they mean when they say things without saying anything. While Miri winked at him, Yeomyeong looked around at the group and said.

“I have a good idea, but it’s a bit risky… so I’d like to ask everyone’s opinion.”

Rashik asked, snatching back the dagger that Miriga had taken from him.

“It’s dangerous? How dangerous is it?”

“It’s not exact, but if you’re unlucky, you might end up fighting the French Foreign Legion.”

“Aha… Well, if it’s the Foreign Legion, it’s not that dangerous. But.”

“however?”

“In my experience, you always end up doing more than you say you will?”

French Foreign Legion? You would fight not only the Foreign Legion, but also the French regular army, right? Lashik omitted the rest of the story, but everyone in the group except for Peroru could hear it.

Dawn shrugged and answered.

“At least this time we won’t get hit by a nuclear weapon.”

“…Are you sure?”

“I’m not sure. Do things in this world always go as expected?”

Rashik criticized Dawn with his expression instead of words.

But Dawn didn’t even blink an eye. He was a superhuman who could climb the 10-level stairs, and if he wanted to, he was strong enough to wipe a city off the face of the earth.

And Osiris, who knew that fact very well, asked another question.

“Brother-in-law, I don’t know exactly what you’re going to do, but… shouldn’t we start by doing something about those robbers?

What to do with dozens of armed men made up of mercenaries and rabble?

It felt awkward to kill him, and it would be problematic to let him go… The best option was to hand him over to the nearest imperial army, but that would take at least a day.

Siri thought that given her brother-in-law’s personality, there was a high possibility that he would be handed over to the Imperial Army. However, the answer that came out of Yeomyeong’s mouth exceeded all her expectations.

“Don’t worry about that. Those robbers are part of this plan too.”

“yes?”

“We’re changing the fake Red Star Children… into real Red Star Children.”

“…???”

As everyone in the group, including Peroru, looked at each other as if wondering what was going on, Yeomyeong added.

“What, it’s not like a robber changes owners for a day or two just to get money? And we have a lot of money.”

Siri asked back, no matter how much Rashik muttered, “If you have that much money, raise my salary first…”

“Yes, well, that’s true… but where are you going to use those mere thieves?”

“I don’t think it’ll be of much use for something as big as worrying about my sister-in-law. But… there are times when numbers matter.”

As she spoke, Dawn looked across the river to the Elven Forest with her companions.

“… For example, when destroying the military unit guarding the Elf Forest gate.”