Chapter 40: Our Warrior (Disciple) Is Stronger? (1)

The Yooseong party returned to the Griffin Royal Palace.

“Aren’t you warlocks looked down on in Makinia anyway? And now that LeaForte, who led the warlocks and necromancers and caused trouble, has disappeared, will the pure-blooded elf wizards of Makinia leave you alone?”

“Then what should we do…”

“Come to our Griffin Kingdom, that’s what I’m saying. Hehe.”

The warlocks, whose hometown was turned into a mess by Yooseong’s beam attack and who had nowhere to go, fell for Seyun’s seduction and headed to the Griffin Royal Palace together.

Swish-!

“Open! I’m home!”

Seyun waved her mechanical arm as she looked at Queen Elena and the ministers who had come out to greet her as soon as she emerged from the teleportation magic circle.

Clap-!

“Your Majesty!”

“Huh?!”

Bam-!

She was reunited with Elena who had run towards her and gave her a warm hug.

“Huh-huh..! Hwaaang I Could they really be a married couple? Even though all of her hair was gone, Elena immediately recognized Seyun and cried in her arms.

“Princess, this is the first time I’ve seen you like that.”

Yooseong thought it was fortunate that Elena, who always looked elegant and virtuous, was crying like a little child while clinging to Seyun. If Seyun had been wrong, he would have had nothing to say to Queen Elena.

“Master!”

“Hmm?”

Yooseong suddenly turned his gaze from Elena and Seyun at the voice heard from below, and opened his eyes wide at the little Suin right in front of him.

“I’m glad you came back safely!”

Hoyeon shouted, pounding his chest with his fist, paying homage to the manners of a sorcerer he had taught her before. However, the black martial arts uniform she had originally worn was nowhere to be found, as she was wearing a pink princess-style dress and a small crown.

“You said you would treat me like your own daughter, but you really made me a princess.”

“Yes. Your clothes are cute.”

“Hoop!?”

At Yooseong’s gentle but indifferent but pat on the head and compliment, Hoyeon blushed in embarrassment and lowered her head, playing with the hem of her skirt.

After the slightly noisy return greeting and face-to-face procedure was over.

“Warrior Job Buyeojin… Are you planning on starting right away?”

“Hmm! There’s no reason to delay, right? Probably.”

Seyun answered as Yooseong asked, and after eating a meal and washing up, she immediately ran to the central hall of the palace wearing her magnificent royal attire and began to perform her role as a king.

“Your Majesty! The citizens are very angry about the restoration of the destroyed capital!”

“Your Majesty! Trade is not going smoothly because the merchants are leaving, so there is a big problem…!”

While Elena was away, most of the work was done, but that didn’t mean there was nothing piling up.

“The world is about to end, so of course Warrior Buyeojin should come first!”

With that as a reason, Seyun divided up all the work among the central nobles and moved to the temple.

In the temple, the making of the warrior’s enchantment was in full swing.

“Indeed…. You are an apostle sent by the goddess!”

“You completed the enchantment so quickly!”

The priests in white robes, who looked like they would be of little help, were praising the giant enchantment.

“This is nothing to me, humans!”

The blonde beauty Claire was seen drawing the enchantment with her shoulders raised high.

“Hmm. This is a really strange sight.”

Seyun let out such thoughts. Claire’s arrogant behavior and the priests talking next to her were not all that strange since this was a temple.

When on earth did he get here, Yooseong was standing right next to Claire, arms crossed.

“Ahah! I’m falling…falling!”

On the other side, the little Suin child… Hoyeon was standing staggering with a water bottle on his head.

“Well, that’s good.”

The purpose of the visit was to check on the progress of the Yongsa Buyeojin, but there was also something to talk about with Yooseong about Buyeojin.

“Hey!”

Seyun raised one hand and shouted, pushing away the knights and servants who had come with her, appealing her presence to Yooseong.

“Ah-!”

Hoyeon’s concentration was broken, and he stumbled, and the water jug on his head fell. Whew!

“Oh, I’m sorry. Hey.”

In an instant, Seyeon quickly snatched the water bottle that Hoyeon had dropped and put it back on.

Soon, Yooseong noticed Seyeon’s appearance and turned his head to look at her with an indifferent expression, but Seyeon snickered playfully.

“Did you two decide to date? Why are you so clingy, huh?”

“Dating? That’s not it, Warrior!”

Even though she was clearly asking Yooseong, it was Demon King Claire who answered excitedly.

“Ugh. He said he couldn’t do anything when I wasn’t next to him.”

“Is that still the case? Do you two sleep together by any chance?”

“When I took off my clothes, you would hug them and sleep?”

“Phew!? What kind of puppy are you?”

“Huh..!”

Claire was speechless at the fact that someone was calling her a ‘puppy’, the incarnation of the most noble being known as a goddess, but she hung her head low with a look of injustice on her face, unable to say anything.

Even though he thought of himself as not a child, he couldn’t understand why he would tremble and cry because he was anxious if there was no specific person next to him.

“But didn’t you say you had a lot of work to do?” Yooseong suddenly asked in the silence.

“I had a lot of work to do, but I thought there couldn’t be anything more important than this… So I put everything aside and came here. But how far along are you? It looks like it’s almost finished.”

“It’s almost finished. If I just find the target to apply it to, we can start right away.”

“Oh… So all I have to do is find it, right?”

“Okay. But Seyeon, can I ask you a favor?”

“Please? What kind of favor?”

“I would like to grant my disciple Hoyeon the warrior profession.”

When Yooseong mentioned Hoyeon, “Four?!”

Clank! Hoyeon shouted in surprise, his eyes widening, causing the water bottle on his head to fall and break.

“Hoyeon. I told you not to break your concentration under any circumstances.”

“I… I’m sorry! Master!”

As Yooseong spoke his words of reprimand, Hoyeon instinctively tried to pick up the broken pieces with an apology.

“Don’t pick them up. You’ll get hurt.”

Yooseong stopped him, and immediately created a new water bottle with the arm that was not being held by Claire. He placed it on Hoyeon’s head and turned his gaze back to Seyeon.

“So… is it possible?”

“In the first place, I wouldn’t have been able to do it without you, right? I couldn’t save your hair… but thanks to you, I saved your life, so I have to help you as much as I can. I’ll make sure that Yooseong will make a place for you as your disciple, even if it means taking away one person from our kingdom.”

“Taking away one person..? You know that you can give up to five people this time, right?”

“That’s right… I wish it were infinite.”

When Seyeon said that and looked at Claire, Claire shook her head in denial, indicating that it was absolutely impossible.

“Anyway, this is about the candidates who will be among those five. We’re going to recruit two from our kingdom and one from each of the three countries that were invaded by the giants.”

“Why are you recruiting talents from other countries?” Yooseong felt suspicious at Seyeon’s words.

It was not that the Griffin Kingdom had no talents, and it seemed strange that they were giving the warrior position to a group of only five warriors, including talents from other kingdoms. In addition, in order to give the warrior position to Hoyeon, they were going to take away one of the two talents from their own country, not from other countries.

“As the king, he must have his own thoughts.” He tried to brush it off, but.

“Why are you including other countries when there are only five positions? Is that what you’re looking at me with? Right?”

“Yeah. I’m curious.”

“It’s simple. They’re all excuses. If you ask them to cooperate when a disaster is approaching the world, do you think they’ll say, ‘Oh, that’s a big deal?’ They’ll cooperate only if you give them a piece of rice cake and tie them together.”

“So you’re giving them a warrior position each to make them cooperate?”

“Yeah! For now, with my short hair, that’s the only strategy I can think of. But I’m a little worried… The Suin Nation Animas has been reduced to ashes, so you’re the one who’s most desperate, and Iron Lord, Yooseong, you’re close with Queen Iris, right? I’ll figure it out somehow. But I really don’t understand those Machina nerds… They’re always the high-ranking officials who go on and on about lower races! Lower races! Ah! Magic power is important..!”

Yooseong looked into space as if thinking for a moment at Seyeon’s shout, who was rubbing her temples as if she had a headache.

“Probably… they’ll accept it.”

“Huh?”

I answered, recalling the elf empress I had seen in the magical kingdom of Makinia.

“Hmm~”

The bluish-green tree visible outside the window grew as if it was piercing the clouds in the blue sky.

The World Tree, Yggdrasil.

It was not just a giant tree, but a symbol that served as a spiritual pillar for the elves and a tree they called their “mother.”

In reality, Yggdrasil performed roles that mere giant trees could not, such as climate control, forming mana zones, and uniting spirits.

Dalgrak.

A woman sitting on the terrace, putting down a white teacup containing black tea and quietly admiring Yggdrasil.

Judging from her neatly grown ivory-colored long hair and long ears, she looked like an elf.

However, she was by no means a simple elf.

With a single black horn rising in an L shape on one side of her head and reptilian-like slash-shaped eyes, it did not look like the characteristics of an elf no matter how you looked at it….

It resembled a polymorph of the ‘dragon’, a supreme race that disappeared in ancient times.

There are various bloodlines within the elven race, such as dark elves, high elves, moon elves, and forest elves, but among them, there are elves who are considered the highest beings.

Crimson elves.

Dragon horns, ivory-colored hair, and even crimson reptilian eyes.

If even one is excluded, they are not recognized as crimson elves.

They exist in very small numbers and are pure-blooded elves that have been passed down for only one generation.

In fact, if you trace their origins, the meaning of pure-blooded elves is contradictory.

Crimson elves were elves who killed dragons in the past and drank their blood to acquire the characteristics of dragons.

Ancient dragons used beautiful elves who lived long lives like them as dolls, servants, and s*x slaves.

One elf tribe rose up in rebellion to liberate the elves and attempted dragon hunting.

Although dragons were a strong race, elves were much more numerous and lived the same long lives, but their growth rates were different, so eventually elves who were strong enough to catch young dragons emerged.

In this way, the will elves succeeded in the hunt and strengthened their power by drinking the blood of the dragons they hunted.

They gained great power by absorbing dragon blood, but instead, they were cursed with a genetic curse that they could only produce one offspring due to their mutated genes.

Unlike other elves, they were unable to form a tribe, but they were praised as the bloodline of the hero who liberated the elves from the dragons, and with the support of pure-blooded elves, they were served as leaders of the elven tribe with the title of Lord.

“I’m worried. I’m worried.”

The woman of the Crimson Elf bloodline muttered with a frown on her beautiful face.

Isilia, the Lord of Makinia and nicknamed ‘Empress’, lifted her cup again, sipped red tea, and began to mutter as she moved her transparent lips.

“I’ve always acted like an arrogant and self-centered elf empress. Then, the other side would think, ‘Oh, a pure-blooded elf empress! And she’s a crimson elf, so we should adjust accordingly!’ So I made it possible for them to negotiate in a favorable manner.”

Lord Isilia bowed her head with both hands and made a sullen expression.

The appearance of a noble empress who usually shouts “How insolent! You low-class!’ is completely different from that of a city girl of that age.

“But this time is different, right? To be honest… That monstrous giant. If she hadn’t been the former saintess of the southern region, I wouldn’t have been able to stop it.”

Isilia, who was clearly sitting alone, was talking as if she were talking to someone.

“What do you think, Beka?”

I asked with a sigh while staring at one side.

Shhh-!

A figure appeared right next to Isilia.

The woman who appeared, as expected from the pure-blooded elf nation of Makinia, also had long ears.

However, she had white hair and ashen skin, which were the characteristics of the dark elf tribe.

Her name was Vernica.

She was not from a noble family, and she was a dark elf who was looked down upon as corrupt even among the elves.

Judging from the sword tucked into the waist of her uniform, she wasn’t a wizard.

The fact that the escort of Crimson Elf Isilia, the most noble of the elves, was a dark elf and that she was from the Magic Nation but still wielded a sword would have made the elders of Makinia roll their eyes.

However, Isilia herself really liked Vernica.

To the point where she would reveal her true personality that she never showed to her family.

To Isilia, Vernica was not just a simple escort, but a childhood friend who she could confide in.

“The children of Makinia and Yggdrasil will follow the will of the Empress.”

“Ah-Then, if I make a wrong choice and die, you’re going to blame me then?”

As Isilia slapped her neck and stuck her tongue out, Vernica muttered, “I’m sorry…” but couldn’t continue speaking.

As the escort knight, Vernica knew best how stressed Isilia was from acting like a dignified empress, which she didn’t usually do.

“Okay! I’ve decided.”

“May I ask what the contents are, Your Majesty, and what your intentions are?”

“Just say you’re curious. If you keep talking like those old men in the Senate, I might die.”

Isilia let out a sigh and got up from her seat.

“I’ll go to the human king of the Griffin Kingdom and tell him that we don’t really need his help, but we feel sorry for you, a lower race, so we’ll cooperate. I’ll pretend to be unable to win and listen!”

“Pretending to listen, huh? In reality, Lady Isilia is the only crimson elf whose legacy has been passed down from generation to generation, and the lord of the great pure-blooded elves.”

“What’s the use of being great and noble? It’s all useless after you’re dead, right? The monster-like giants we fought back then weren’t just one, but at least dozens of them are going to appear? Honestly, isn’t this a situation where I should just grab hold of their pants and hang on?”

Isilia was right.

Even just the single steel giant that appeared at that time was no match for it, as it could only deploy a magic curtain and defend itself.

If the former saintess Rhea Forte hadn’t appeared later and tied it up with black smoke and tentacles, the advancing giant would have uprooted Yggdrasil.

“Tell them to open the gate to the Griffin Kingdom immediately.”

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

In that way, the elven empress of Makinia, Isilia, conveyed her intention to attend the subhuman disaster countermeasure association meeting hosted by the Griffin Kingdom.

All the subhuman nations on the continent, including the beast nation Animas, the land of Automatic and engineers Iron Road, and the pure-blooded elf magical nation Makinia, gathered at the Griffin Kingdom.