Chapter 450: 450

Aegir POV

Alright then, explain yourself .

Tristan, who sat down on my left side, scrunched up his face as he received uncomfortable stares from Erich and all the staff officers .

Where should I start well, I had to interpret the contents of the book first . I investigated the parts missing on the pages of this book with that of another book and other various testimonies . The details are in this book, so let me read a paragraphgueh .

When Tristan places the stack of papers on the table, Erich and the staff officers stare more intensely .

I give his back a shove .

Tristan loves researching and has a desire to explain it to others .

However, we dont really want to know about the history or background of the unknown weapon .

What we need to know is the identity of the weapon, and more specifically, the countermeasure .

You can tell Irijina the details later . So, what are those things? And how do we deal with them? Talk about that first .

I see Celia trying to take advantage of the opportunity and push Tristan in the stomach, but I take her hand away .

Ah .

Celias face turns red .

Why does it have to be this way ahem . Err, I dont think youll get the first 10% if I dont explain, but fine

If were using extreme logic, it really doesnt matter what the thing is .

As long as we know how to send it flying, thats enough to get full points .

Geez, soldiers can be so whatever . Starting with the conclusion, I dont know how to actually stop those things .

The staff officers groan in disappointment and Erich clicks his tongue as he shoots me an angry glare .

Hey .

Punishment time .

Celia and I tag team to poke Tristan in the sides .

Gu, gueh, ow, stop it! Youre jabbing my organs! Im not finished yet!

I reluctantly withdraw my hand and gently wrap my hand around Celias to stop her .

Aau

Celia blushes again .

Thats why I said we cant get anywhere unless I give some explanation . Regarding what that thing is, I looked at the clue which the Margrave picked up the cinders left by the fireball . And the result of my investigation found that it was mithril .

Tristan places the string-like piece of charcoal that I gave him on the table .

Mithril? You mean that legendary metal

Who would have thoughtthis burnt thing is that? Unbelievable .

Each member in the assembly hall let out voices of disbelief and I also tilted my head curiously .

Mithril means its the same as my Dual Crater, but comparatively no, it cant be compared anymore with that strange being inside .

Obviously, its not pure mithril . There are other metals mixed in such as copper and tinas well as some other material which I couldnt figure out . Ultimately, one conclusion we can draw is that the weapon is not of this world . I dont believe it was created by South Yuguria and its very unlikely it came from the Federation or the Empire .

Tristan stands up and begins pacing back and forth like he does when lecturing me .

Mithril is, like someone just said, a legendary metal . Its not unheard of for it to be used in swords or armor, but treating it as a disposable projectile is practically insane . Its like launching a gold nugget with a catapult . I am almost certain, even though this is merely speculation on my part, that since mithril has magical properties, the enemys weapon uses some kind of magic .

In the end, Tristan went on like he usually does .

Erich and the others still listened to him through his occasional passionate rants, so I guess its alright .

What do you mean by it not being a weapon of our world? Doesnt it exist at this very moment and stand in the way of our army?

The staff officer whose name I dont know is right .

Yes . So we first need to investigate where it came from . Bring me that book . And that as well .

Tristan makes a grasping motion .

Normally, Id kick his ass, but Erich and everyone else is looking at me as if telling me to hurry up .

Celia, take it to him .

Celia rises abruptly in a huff and hands Tristan the book .

This is the folklore of a savage tribe . This one is a chronicle of war from ancient times, ahaha, its the story of how a hero led two hundred people on a mountain and defeated a great army of five million . I wonder what the logistics would be like, or whatever . Next we have the superstition of the countrysideand then, this isthe delusion of a religious leader . This is the autobiography of a self-proclaimed adventurer, or probably the idle gossip of a drunk wanderer . For some reason, one week after taking one year to climb to the summit of the mountain, he chased after the hidden treasure of the bandits, but ended up sliding down .

Erich is getting irritated at how Tristan is going off on a tangent . Hurry and get back on topic .

Anyways, after gathering up this collection of useless informationI found this .

Tristan takes the old musty scroll from Celia, who pinched the edge with two fingers and held it away from her body, and spreads it on the table .

Everyone, including me, leans forward .

Ancient Jirubiru technical civilization? A boat without rowers that runs using steam and gears, mechanical puppets indistinguishable from humans walking around the town, utilizing the power of magic and lightning, the town staying as bright as day even during nighttimehow stupid .

If I wanted to hear this kind of story, I could have treated a braggart at a bar with some alcohol .

In a Rafen bar, people were talking about how a strange man was abducted by a round flying luminous object and had his body played with .

I remember it well because the next day, there was a weird incident where cows in the nearby farm had their guts ripped out without suffering any external wounds .

I lose interest and get ready to give Celia the OK sign .

Celias cant wait to kick Tristans ass .

Thats what you would normally think . If not for this .

Tristan rolls the scroll out and reveals more of its contents .

There was a rather crude illustration depicted on the paper .

It was a rock that was roughly cut into the shape of a cube .

The light emitting from the cube was blowing up the ground along with people .

Drawn next to it was a smaller rectangular object spraying innumerable specks that turn the ground into a sea of fire .

Then, with a loud clunk, cups and maps on the table were flung to the floor .

It was Erich who swept all of it away with his arm .

Is there anything else we know about this Jirubiru?

Not really . The name of the place was shown on the scroll, but it cant be found on any maps today . This scroll is at least four hundred years old, yet it describes an ancient civilization, so theres a good chance this was thousands of years ago . The name of the nation and place has likely completely changed since then .

Erich slams his fist on the table annoyingly .

He was frustrated unlike the slight disgust he felt earlier .

I know how Tristan talks .

He is different from Leopolt who is straight to the point and is more like Adolph who tends to prefer lengthy explanations .

I know you and I know that there is something you found out . Spit it out .

Tristan scratches his head and then opens up a new book, which he recently wrote in .

That was all I know right now . I couldnt find any other documentation . So what Im about to say is my theory .

Tristan picks up the map Erich knocked off and puts it back on the table .

The river use situation, the war description of the opponent and marching path if we put them all together, we can surmise Jirubiru existed here

He draws a circle on the map with his pen .

It was within the territory of the group of city states .

Inferring based on the depiction of the terrain of the mine, I believe there wasnt a precipitous mountain before . Thats because there is a bridge drawn across the gorge .

Tristan draws a smaller circle inside the first circle .

The place highlighted is

RuratapolisGyruzilpolisMeldorapolis .

Meldora!!?

Everyone spoke at the same time .

It was obvious now that he mentioned that name .

I dont know the weakness of this weapon . After all, this is the first time Ive heard of its existence, besides you wont find a single person on the Central Plains who is knowledgeable about it . Unless you are a ghost who is hundreds of years old .

An image of a beautiful woman flashes in my mind, but I restrain myself .

However, there should be a clue in that place . With so many of those weapons, they could not have been buried in the field, so they must have found ancient ruins . Its more unnatural to think the weapons were carelessly laid out in the open .

I stand up immediately .

Lets get going to Meldora .

But Erich lets out an anguished voice as he grasps his bangs .

I dont think theres anything to be troubled over .

Its not that simple . Meldora is already behind us . If we were to head there, wed have to retreat in name alonethey would see it as a rout .

So what?

It doesnt matter if we win in the end .

We just experienced a case with traitors recently . If they see how the state of battle has turned on us, they might show up again . plus, we also have to account for His Majesty .

He whispers the final bit close to my ear, ensuring that I was the only one who heard it .

Celia strained her ears as much as possible to catch those words, but that shouldnt be a problem .

Im not saying no because the kings memory is getting worse . This Tristan, Im sorry to say, has no special rank or title, and shouldnt be speaking in the war council to begin with . No matter what I say, I cant explain how the entire armys policy was changed due to someone of such standing . Worst case, His Majestys suspicion will return and he might march over here .

That would be terrible .

Then what if you made it my opinion

Ive accomplished quite a bit somehow or other .

I dont think he would view the idea as a strange one if he heard it came from me .

While that might be fine, would you be able to explain the details to His Majesty? Try repeating your subordinates explanation . Youll be in trouble if you mess up .

Nevermind .

Erich sighs .

Your subordinates investigation was well done, but its still unconfirmed . It is also too late to send spies into Meldora now .

Erich turns to Tristan .

There are clues in Meldora on how to defeat those things . Are you certain?

The possibility is high . The reason is the timing those weapons appeared on the battlefield . If they used such powerful weapons in the first battle, there would have been nothing we could have done . It means they either dug them up recently or discovered them and didnt know how to use them until finally reading the instruction manual . I cant imagine they would throw away such a precious manual .

Erich mulls over the proposal again .

I also show my support for Tristan .

Definitive evidence doesnt exist on the battlefield . If the possibility is high, we should conquer it .

The staff officers dont say anything, simply discussing amongst themselves, and looking slightly concerned .

I understand but I cant have the entire army change course . That would look like we were routed and invite an unfavorable reaction .

But if we cant best those weapons, we wont advance further even if we stay here

My objection was interrupted by Erich .

Therefore, I order Margrave Hardlett to lead a separate detachment to conquer Meldora while the rest of the army remains here!

The soldiers cheered loudly .

Wait . If the whole army is staying behind, that means Im left with my own troops .

Not to worry, you have excellent subordinates . You wont have any issue with command .

No, I mean if I didnt have them, I would be charging into Meldora by myself .

Is this a roundabout purge? That cant be it .

At that time, some of Celias hair suddenly points upward in a threatening manner .

One moment later, a rugged hand rests on my shoulder .

Do not fret, my friend! We are here!!

The warm breath against my neck gives me the shivers .

I dont have to turn around .

Erich nods in content .

Umu, we will push on the main battle front and His Majesty Gildress thinks its also time to withdraw . In addition, Meldora is not the main enemy, though there is a risk of them attacking from behind . Thats why well finish off Meldora with the return blade . Hardlett will provide assistance! and report back to His Majesty .

Erich mutters the last part again .

We have a bit of fate with Meldora! It may be an insignificant grudge, but its only proper to answer when they picked the fight!! Dont you think so!?

Aye!! To Meldora!!

I hear cheers outside from the Aless soldiers .

The council is supposed to be confidential, but Gildresss voice is too loud .

In other words, I have to act separately from the main army and conduct a campaign with the Aless soldiers?

Id prefer if I was alo

Before I could finish my sentence, Gildress placed his arm firmly around my shoulder .

As expected of a real man to want to fight alone!! But Meldora, while weak, is a large Polis . The burden of challenging them on your own is a little heavy to take .

This guy really doesnt listen to anybody .

But if we go together, there is nothing to fear! I dont know what kind of new weapon youre talking about, but nothing the weak have will scare us! The men of Aless will protect you! We will surround you! Isnt that right!?

Aye!! No one can stand against true men!!

A loud shout once again answered back from outside .

Erich chuckles as he comments to me .

I see you are very well-acquainted with them, but dealing with them by yourself may be difficult still . I cannot let go of personnel at commander level, but you can request for anyone else to accompany you . Take someone who wont influence the command of your subordinates .

We dont get along well at all .

Ill protest the only part I absolutely cant accept for now .

As for who Im taking well, Ill choose freely .

I will go with you! It smells really bad, but leaving Aegir-sama alone with them doesnt feel right!

Celia psychs herself up twice before raising her head .

Recently hes been unconsciously saying nuun and his face looks oddly similar to that guy when waking up in the morning and theres more .

Ill let that go . No, Ill pretend I didnt hear it .

Alright, lets go to Meldora!!

Uooooooh!! To Meldora!! To battle!!

I keep telling you not to shout . People outside can hear you!

South Yugurian spies are skilled and we dont want information to leak to them or perhaps theyll think the destination being yelled out so obviously outside the council hall is false information .

In any case, we have to make our way there .

Im getting a strange feeling about this .

Its not the feeling that only something bad will happen . Theres something else thats strange about this expedition .

Night .

I somehow managed to stop Gildress from running off right away and tell him to depart the next morning instead .

I havent decided who else would be coming and havent prepared food or water supplies either .

When I pointed that lack of preparation out, the Aless idiots claimed they didnt need anything besides their canteen of water, a stash of dried meat and a spare set of leather pants, so I had to knock them down to get them to listen .

Moreover, Tristan, who felt satisfied after completing the task of presenting in the meeting, slumped his shoulders when I told him to get ready .

He should be crying himself to sleep with Irijina watching over him right now .

After that, whatever happens happens .

A lot of things were decided in a hurry, but it was all necessary .

And although I dont know what well find, thats also a part of war .

Now then .

I light the candlestick on the desk, and lay out a pen and a letter .

I wanted to write a letter to Nonna .

The war has been going for a while, keeping me away from home .

Not sending any word to Nonna makes it seem like I forgot her .

Nonnas especially sensitive about these things .

I wrote about the current events, how Yakov was kicked by Celia, how Leopolt got angry at the other soldiers, how Irijina threw a strange mushroom into a stew, how Celia took down 20 soldiers by herself, how I tried to seduce a girl in town no, I shouldnt mention that last one . What am I doing? Ill scratch it out with double lines . Ill choose some pleasant stories to fill the space .

Ill briefly gloss over Gidos injury .

It doesnt make sense to go into more detail in this letter than the one I sent to his wife .

Fumu . That should do it .

I mutter to myself as I put down my pen and rest my empty glass on the letter to hold it in place in the middle of the desk .

Then my eyes shifted to the window and I pounced .

My left hand opened the window and my right hand stuck out almost simultaneously .

The presence I felt outside the window wasnt my imagination and my right hand grabbed someones neck .

Who are you?

I ask my question as I slam the person into the floor .

Kah! Pleased to meet you . I am a messenger for Her Majesty, Wilhelmina .

I stopped myself from breaking her neck once I heard her voice was female .

What about the guards outside?

There should be two of them .

I didnt think they would allow me to pass even if I named myself, so I put them to sleep .

I take a peek out of the window and find one of them laying face down on the ground and the other collapsed with a piece of cloth over his face .

Theyre groaning so they arent dead .

I have nothing to talk to you about now .

I could understand if I sent a messenger to Goldonia, but I dont remember personally sending anybody .

That depends on what I have to say .

No, I dont think so . Since youre a woman and you didnt kill my soldiers, Ill let you go . Now go back home .

I wave my hand to shoo her away .

If its to let me talk, I can give you a payment in advance .

The messenger suddenly strips .

After instantly getting naked, she lays her back on the bed and slowly spreads her legs apart for me to see .

Her large beautiful breasts, her white thighs, neatly trimmed pubic hair and slightly plump genitals are in plain sight .

The bewitching nature of the womans body illuminated by the candle flame flickering in the wind was further enhanced .

Fine, Ill only be listening .

Yes .

I throw my clothes off and jump into bed .