Chapter 41: Our Warrior (Disciple) Is Stronger? (2)

The road to the Griffin Castle.

Two griffon stone statues stand guard on both sides of the long road extending from the large castle, like guardian deities of the castle.

Fluttering- Flags with griffons drawn on them were planted along the road.

The road, which was somehow more splendidly decorated than usual, was all newly built through construction.

Since the road was so wide, the citizens of the capital were called in to work as workers and were barely able to finish the construction in time for the ‘Ape Nation United Conference’.

In fact, although the city was being restored quickly with the support of engineers from the Iron Road Kingdom, the citizens were not so relaxed that they could help with the royal event.

However, since the ‘Ape Nation United Conference’ was hosted directly by the Griffin Kingdom, they could not help but prepare for it.

[Why complicate things?]

[The citizens are already wailing because they are having a hard time.]

[There is no need to decorate it from the beginning of the capital.]

[Just install a teleportation gate at the entrance of the royal castle and have them come in through there.]

However, considering the situation in the capital that has not yet resolved the aftermath of the collapse and is still being rebuilt,

By order of King Jin Se-yeon of Griffin, a large-scale teleportation gate was installed on the road to the palace, using royal magicians and magic stones from the national treasury.

Construction was minimized to the extent of only decorating the passage from the gate to the palace.

After that, they showed consideration by sending high-ranking magicians of Griffin to each country to use the teleportation gate.

Zigzag zigzag….. sway… sway…

“Hmm… It seems that Griffin wasn’t damaged much, Your Majesty.”

“It certainly looks that way! Compared to our Animas, it’s completely fine, isn’t it? Is this really a country where the warrior who defeated the Demon King is the king? I think I should really participate in this meeting!”

There were those who ran on two legs, wagging their tails, instead of using the teleportation gates that they were told to use.

“Ugh…..Achoo! I should have worn more clothes. It’s a little cold.”

“Aren’t you lacking in training, Your Majesty? I’m fine.”

Boom-!

“Keuk!”

A woman striking the face of the red wolf beast that was speaking like that with the back of her hand at an unseen speed.

“Hey! You have a lot of fur and I don’t, how is that the same?”

“I’m sorry, Sister.”

“What, Sister! You’re from a foreign country, so why don’t you use proper titles?! Huh?”

The red wolf youth of the complete beast tribe (complete beast tribe) glanced at the citizens of the Griffin capital watching this way, and couldn’t bring himself to say, [Our delegation’s reputation is being ruined by such a leader,] so he held it in his heart.

Somehow, the blows from his smooth hands without any fur or claws were much more painful than being hit by the sturdy forelegs or fists of the tiger or elephant beast tribe.

“Ahh-But this is too much. A foreign delegation has come, but not a single person shows their face? Are you ignoring our country or anything?”

The leader of the Animas, Arahan, shouted in the middle of the capital.

[Why on earth would your lord act like that… when he said he didn’t want to ride it..]

[The Griffin Kingdom clearly told us to use the teleportation gate.]

The beastmen in martial arts attire behind Arahan wished their embarrassing leader would just stay still.

However, there was a reason why no one pointed it out and he remained silent.

You’ll get hit the moment you speak.

This violent bunny.

The law of the jungle!

Under the Animas law, where the leader is determined solely by the level of one’s martial arts skills.

Arahan, she was a half-beast… and a half-beast from the White Earth tribe, known for having the weakest strength among the beastmen.

Because she was the strongest in Animas, having defeated all the beast-type warriors and taken the position of leader!

If you think about how the leader was always a beast-type black tiger or a giant beast-type beast, the half-beast-type rabbit-type Arahan becoming the leader was an unprecedented case in the history of Animas.

“Ah-It’s really nice for our Animas to live in- It’s so hot and humid!”

So even if their leader acted as they pleased, who would dare tackle him since they had the military power to back him up?

“But leader. Didn’t you say that when we set off? You said you absolutely would not ride anything that would give you goosebumps and make you sick just by getting close to magic. That’s why you all ran all the way from the Thar Desert to the center of the continent, right? If you had just teleported using the wizard you sent earlier, you wouldn’t have suffered like this.”

But there was someone who did.

Whoosh-!

In an instant, the white straw sandals spun 180 degrees and stopped right in front of the wolf man’s snout.

“What did you say?

I couldn’t hear you very well.”

Arahan spoke while stroking the rabbit ears growing out of his sky-colored hair.

“Huh… Please stop being so rude, Your Majesty.”

The black tiger man of the Wanshu tribe, Heukrang, who would always say the right thing even if he died, sighed and spoke with empty eyes.

Crack-!

“Ahaha! What’s wrong with him?

Maybe his constitution didn’t suit him well coming to a foreign country?

You should have told him, huh?”

Heukrang fell after being kicked by Arahan, but the men behind him supported him as if they were used to it and continued walking as if nothing had happened.

“It’s really Heukrang-nim.

I always feel relieved when Heukrang-nim is here!”

The positions when moving are determined by the martial arts level, but Heukrang was always next to Arahan, regardless of the martial arts level.

Even if their skills weren’t top-tier, they would always say whatever the beastmen wanted to say to Arahan, and even if they got beaten up, they would say what they needed to say and faint…

Because they were like cider, all the beastmen gave up their seats next to the leader.

“Hey!

Is there a flag hanging over there?

It’s obvious just by looking at it, right?

Let’s go!”

After a while, Arahan, who had good eyesight, discovered the griffon stone statue in front of the Griffin Palace and the griffon-patterned flags planted around it and shouted.

Swish swish-

The beastmen swished their animal tails again and headed to the Griffin Palace with their own dignified faces.

Swoosh…!

“Huh?

What’s that?

An illusion effect?”

And when the Animas beastmen arrived at the teleportation magic circle in front of the palace entrance.

Wheezing-!

Light poured out from the giant magic circle installed at the entrance.

Swoosh-!

A group of people appeared above the magic circle.

“It’s a bit dizzying because it’s the humans’ teleportation magic.”

“Still, they’ve improved a lot!”

The elves, mumbling and rubbing their foreheads, moved their heads and discovered the beast-human delegation standing across from them.

“Elf?”

“Beast-human?”

The representatives of the two countries’ delegations soon found each other and spoke at the same time.

“Hmm…?”

After a moment of silence, the elf delegation representative, Isilia, rolled her red reptilian eyes and noticed the dusty appearance of the Animas delegation and Arahan standing in their middle with a blank expression.

“Ah.. I told you where the smell of animals came from.

So even the less developed lower races have come here?”

“What?

Lower race?

Hey, you rascal!

Are you done talking?!”

“Oh no..

The empress cannot understand the language of animals.

This is unfortunate.”

“Yes.

understood what you meant right away.”

Whirlwind..!!

“So..you want to fight me, right?

You rascal?”

Arahan, who had a clearly smiling face but an expression that felt murderous, floated burning white flames from both fists.

“I’ve heard that animals sometimes need training to recognize their owners…

Did you also miss the touch of the Empress?”

Chijijik–!!

The red lightning magic unique to the dragon blood splashing from the body of Crimson Elf, Isilia.

Even though the Federation Conference hadn’t even started yet, the representatives of the two countries who had been invited were about to have an emotional fight and a violent conflict from their first meeting.

In fact, this fight was planned.

The water nation Animas, located in the Tar Desert at the eastern end of the continent, and the magic nation Makinia, located in the rocky area at the western end of the continent, had no common ground between the two countries, as much as the distance between them.

The clear racial difference between elves and water people.

One side rejected magic and worshipped martial arts, while the other side rejected martial arts and worshipped magic.

Naturally, they didn’t interact at all, so they were only aware of each other’s existence.

“Kick-!

Do you think you can deal with the traditional martial arts that were forged through training with just that flashy magic?”

“That magic?

It seems that you’ve been using your body so ignorantly that you can’t think normally.”

However, the young leader of the Water Nation, Arahan, and the new Lord of the Magical Elf Nation, Isilia Crimson Lord Machinas, became very close enemies (in Arahan’s opinion) due to one incident.

It was not long after the Demon King was defeated.

The appointment ceremony for the new Lord, Isilia Crimson Lord Machinas, Empress of the Magical Nation Machina, is scheduled to be held.

Isilia, who was appointed as the new Lord after the previous Lord entered a period of hibernation (death) within Yggdrasil.

As befitting the name of the Crimson Elves, the most noble bloodline among the pure-blooded elves who pride themselves on being the superior race, the appointment ceremony for the Lord of Machina was prepared with the utmost grandeur.

Also, the scope of the invitations was also spread to any group with a name on the continent.

Among the invitees, the water-man nation of Animas in the easternmost desert was also included.

[Haha! As expected of the noble pure-blooded elves, the Crimson Elves! You are overflowing with elegance, Empress Isilia!]

[Ahhh-With such beauty, Empress Isilia will surely become an excellent Lord, following the previous Lord!]

‘It’s boring… I’m going to die.’

Isilia felt extremely bored by the formal greetings and predictable conversations that hid their true feelings from the nobles of other countries and the elves from their own noble families.

At that time, Isilia was already disillusioned with the aristocratic society itself.

She had lived in the great palace of Macinia without anything to envy.

Perhaps because she was born into luxury, she didn’t really know that wealth and power were all that good, and at some point, she began to feel suffocated by her surroundings.

A life where she had to always wear uncomfortable dresses and be formal when walking, eating, and even sleeping.

I don’t know about others, but to Isilia, it was a life like a prison from which she wanted to escape.

[Isilia. I can fully predict what you will feel in the future, since I have already walked this path. I am sorry for handing over the Lordship at such a young age due to my suffocation.]

And the previous Lord was the same.

The previous Lord was also disillusioned with the life of a rose in a garden, and went into a period of rapid hibernation through Yggdrasil, handing over the Lordship to Isilia, who was still young by elf standards.

In fact, not only the previous Lord, but all the Crimson Elf Lords of the past were like that.

The Crimson Elf race was a noble race that overflowed with nobility on the outside.

However, if you think about the origin of the race, it was not a race that was simply noble.

How could the Crimson Elves, who ran around with swords and bows, saying they would rather kill everyone than become slaves to dragons, be docile?

Their blood definitely had a hunting instinct and a wild blood that wanted to run wild outside.

[Remember… Isilia. No matter how frustrating it is, you always have to act like a shameless… no, noble Elf Empress.]

Regardless of the race, people who seem easygoing are usually treated rudely, while people who are naturally selfish are usually just ignored, thinking that that’s just how they are.

The previous Elf Lord said that this was the secret to the Elves of Macinia always being able to negotiate favorably.

[Ah! But when they are much stronger than us or when we are in a perfect position, we have to know how to bow down.]

After saying those words, instead of her usual dignified and elegant Lord face, she went into hibernation with a friendly neighborhood older sister smile.

At the time, I didn’t know what she meant.

‘You told me to do a little more and then leave… My Lord.’

Having dealt with several elf elders and the sly messengers of other countries, Isilia, who had come to a bit of enlightenment, resented her former Lord at the same time.

[How dare you, a lower race!]

[Huh? How arrogant, huh?]

She acted as a crimson elf who was dignified and elegant, and who didn’t care about purebloodism, just like her former Elf Lord.

‘Ah… I really don’t want to be an Elf Lord…’

She always thought that way and let out a secret sigh.

“Haa…”

However, regardless of Isilia’s thoughts, the appointment ceremony had already arrived.

Again… Again…

After barely shaking off the ‘noble’ ones who clung to her like leeches, Isilia was able to see an unusual sight as she walked around the outside of the appointment ceremony venue.

[Tsk tsk! Eating food with your hands.. How undignified!]

[A leader of a foreign country.. How could he be like that.]

While the pureblood elves and nobles were clicking their tongues and whispering among themselves, looking on.

[Woof! Woof! This is so delicious! You said watermelon? Can’t we grow it in our region?]

[Your Majesty! Please..! Isn’t everyone around us criticizing it?]

[Huh? Aren’t you saying that food that was left for you to eat?]

A shocking sight of him acting without any hesitation even when his subordinate stopped him and everyone around him gave him cold glares!

Although Isilia was confident in her rudeness, the rudeness shown by the blue-haired rabbit-man was a different kind of rudeness.

That person… To be honest, he looked like a thoughtless idiot, but…

‘How could he do that?’

To Isilia, the attitude shown by the rabbit-man seemed even more free.

Isilia, with a shocked face, just like that.

Again.

Again.

Again!

She approached the rabbit-man.

“How!

In such a formal setting, how can you act without a care in the world and without a care in the world?” she asked with pure curiosity.

“Huh_who?”

“Answer my question first.

How can you act like that!”

“I just… set out a bunch of useless food and we’re talking about boring things, so I’m eating it?”

“Maybe… he lacks intelligence?”

“What?!

Are you done talking?”

The sight of him shouting with watermelon seeds on his lips was so different and charming from the people I’d seen so far.

“Pfft!”

Isilia couldn’t hold it back and burst out laughing.

That smile was a smile with only the corners of her mouth slightly moving.

Since palace etiquette did not allow laughing out loud, it was considered vulgar, so it was the biggest smile Isilia could make.

“You…you!

You laughed at me?!”

However, the hot-blooded rabbit beast, Arahan, who thought she was definitely laughing, immediately pulled out his fist and fought Isilia in a duel of martial arts vs. magic, and was kicked out of the hall.

Later, the surrounding countries worried that Isilia, a proud elf lord, would be hurt by that incident and that a war would break out between Animas and Machina.

However, it passed much more quietly than expected and nothing happened.

“You’re a really fun rabbit.”

Rather, there was no conflict, and whenever there was an event between Animas and Machina, who had no relationship with each other, Isilia invited Arahan.

[Profit!

You rascal!]

[Today, I plan to instill a little ‘yes’ in you, a beast.

Let the Empress I saw personally teach you.]

Arahan always attended the event without fail, saying that the food there was delicious, even though she fought with Isilia every time she went there.

And now again.

“Didn’t I tell you at the last banquet?

If you pick a fight again, I won’t let you off the hook this time!”

“I won’t let you off the hook…

Are you talking about the Empress I saw?

Heh heh~From what I remember, your fist never even touched my collar.”

“Ha!

That’s because I didn’t use any real techniques even though I let you off the hook!”

“Real techniques…

Digging?

Jumping?

Or like pooping rabbits…

Ah.

I told you I would match your level, but even my mouth ended up getting dirty.”

“Keuuuu!!”

Hwaruk-!

Whoosh..!!

At the sight of Isilia covering her mouth with her fan and smiling teasingly, Arahan’s two fists began to grow even larger and spin around in white flames.

“Your Majesty.

You look happier than ever.”

The dark elf knight next to Isilia, Vernica, felt happy at Isilia’s joyful face, but on the other hand, she couldn’t help but be nervous at the sight of Arahan on the other side, trembling and looking like he would jump out at any moment.

Hwaruk-!!

No matter how playful the duel was, the opponent’s technique looked extremely dangerous to Vernica, the swordsman.

“Whirlwind, white flame!”

“I command you in dragon language.”

Just before the two Ains clashed.

Swish-!!

Clang!!

Two shadows descended from the air like raindrops and blocked Isilia and Arahan’s path respectively.

“Empress Isilia.

Thank you for visiting our kingdom to save the continent.”

“Oh?

You’ve become even more radiant since I last saw you.”

To Seyeon who spoke with a big smile, Isilia spoke with an indifferent expression as if her excitement had been ruined, unlike her smile from before.

“…”

Seyeon’s face, which had been smiling at him, quickly became gloomy, and her wide forehead began to shine, perhaps because the sunlight was reflecting off of it.

Ji-ing…

“Are you still like that?

I don’t know if you’re a rabbit Su-in.”

“Ah…

ah!

Gaga!”

Ta-da!

As soon as he saw Yooseong, Arahan ran towards him with a wide-open face, kicking the ground in one breath.

It was the first time he showed superhuman speed worthy of a rabbit mermaid, but…

thud-!

“Ahhh-!

It hurts!

It hurts!

Let go of Yooseong!”

“Who is it that is going to hurt..?”

Yooseong, who was wearing a suit, immediately grabbed Arahan’s two rabbit ears with one hand and stopped his movements.

“I told you before!

I’ll grant you whatever you want!”

“I remember it ending with giving you prosthetic legs.”

In the past, during the competition to become the leader, Yooseong had given prosthetic legs made of silver mithril to Arahan, who had no legs below his thighs.

Iron-greuk-

Arahan’s legs, which looked like they were wearing metal tights, were in fact elaborately made prosthetic legs.

“That was the price of the giant magic stone!

It wasn’t the price of all the magic in our Mang’s underground vault!”

“_”

Yooseong, who had been making an indifferent expression at Arahan’s voice, who was struggling while holding his ear, shouted.

“Ah!”

He soon let out an exclamation and remembered one thing.

‘Certainly…

the price for giving me a prosthetic limb is the price for the giant magic stone…

and the price for seeing the magic was definitely not paid.’

“That’s the price I decided on!

Han Yooseong!

I’ll receive your seed!

If it’s the child of a guy like you who is both sinister and has great tenacity, a smart and strong-willed Su-in will definitely be born!”

The room instantly became quiet at Arahan’s voice shouting with a bright smile.

who was fighting with Arahan and Seyeon who was entertaining Isilia.

Thump.

who had just landed and Claire who followed her, crying and whining.

“Uh…uh…

Your Majesty?”

“I’m going to give birth to Yooseong’s child!

About five people!”

Some were flustered by the bombshell declaration that continued.

And when the rest of them were all looking at him with eyes filled with excitement.

“No.”

“Why-!?”

“Just.

And you’re already a married woman with a child.”

Yooseong, who looked like he was dying from annoyance, left Arahan’s ear with those words.


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Fern14
Fern14
1 month ago

NTR!?