Absolutely Do Not Touch Eldmia Egga - Chapter 343

The plan to kidnap the children and attendants of rival families is extremely efficient and useful, but also cowardly and ruthless. I don’t know how many people would agree, but at least by the standards of the 5 Western Kingdoms.

As a result, the person who initiated the kidnapping plan, pursued it, and even issued the order to implement it remained in a very uncomfortable state.

It felt like throwing the family’s honor and his own honor into the shithole, but he had to endure that much for the sake of the cause, not for personal gain. Tonight I’d have to empty a bottle of wine to cope with the humiliation, but that was no big deal.

Compared to the Empire moving hostilely and spearing the entire Western Five Kingdoms.

It was already five years ago that the people who had been waiting until the Empire turned their eyes to the unexplored lands of the Northeast began to become as proud as the boats called. Even the orcs who periodically invaded remained silent like the eve of a storm due to the appearance of Warchief Kakula, so their confidence was literally skyrocketing. They tried to disrupt the public sentiment with the duke.

At first, I thought it was a nonsense that didn’t even work, but the absurd claim that the slow and poor development of the west was all because the empire monopolized wealth surprisingly quickly spread among the people and began to gain support.

In fact, most of it was because the 5 kingdoms fought each other whenever they were bored, but there was no way to know why the stream of consciousness was like that. In any case, those who suddenly became pro-imperialists had to come up with or implement very radical alternatives at the cost of moving late.

That was the case with this plan. It was a dishonorable act no different from a surprise attack, and it was clear that if the plan actually went wrong, the future of the family would be immersed in darkness. Only the butler knows how relieved he was to see the prisoners with them when the Gasons returned.

Although it cost a lot, the plan worked. The captive was the heir to a family that was quite influential within the kingdom to which he belonged. The top 3 readers say it doesn’t hurt even if you put it in your eyes. The 2nd head of the household has already lost her fertility due to an unfortunate incident on the battlefield, so she will listen carefully to anything she says to protect her children.

Although it was devastating that ten of the elite members of the family died, he comforted himself that thanks to them, at least one kingdom was able to take a step closer to peace.

However, the content of the report was very strange.

“Go to Eldmia?”

When I first read it, I was dumbfounded. So, the mission was completed with almost no damage, but ten people died unrelated to the plan because of that one wrong choice?

When I read it one more time, I got angry. damn it Oh God. If you were a human who would shout “Long live the princess” and turn away as soon as you heard anti-imperialist remarks, wouldn’t you have created a situation where you could resolve the situation amicably even before the fight? Why are you doing this to me?

After reading it one last time, my doubts welled up. Clearly, the name was a familiar name and impression.

The West, which is geographically close to the Empire, was inevitably sensitive to rumors and events of the Empire, and unless you live with your ears closed, the story of a hero miraculously resurrected after preventing the White Star of the Empire from being almost kidnapped by demons among the nobility is unknown. I knew everything.

In addition, that impression was known in great detail thanks to the enthusiastic efforts of certain people. Thanks to this, he noticed that what was described in the report he was reading was very similar to the hero of Itthiel who played an active part in the Empire.

“…Are they the same name…?”

The problem is that they all seem to be the same.

The Eldmia heard from the Empire was truly a model for knights.

Despite his perfect etiquette and never showing a disorganized appearance during his stay in the Empire, the boy’s main weapon is a sword, which is praised even at the young age of 15, and his basic skills have been perfected enough to be included in the textbooks of even the Imperial swordsmanship instructors. He honed his swordsmanship to the extent that it could be described as a skilled swordsman. Even though the young lion of Rudra made unspeakable insults, it was said that he was a person of character enough to keep his manners.

In contrast, Eldmia in the report is a savage warrior itself.

It is right to live high enough for his ability to slaughter ten of his subordinates in an instant, but according to the report, he has a flawed personality to the point of giving the impression that he has acquired a lot of knowledge in order to crave and curse others in the subject of showing an attitude that he does not know the slightest about etiquette. is the owner

Of course, it is impossible to be kind to those who tried to take my life, but looking at the report alone, I couldn’t help but doubt whether it was correct to have common sense criteria.

“…I think he accepted the fact that he might burn the stew more sensitively than the threat to his life…?”

Since it was a report from a subordinate he trusted, he was reading it while brainwashing himself into believing it was true. If he had read it elsewhere, he would have seriously doubted whether he had written a novel. Crucially, this Eldmia seemed to have a two-handed ax as its main weapon.

“This… is really embarrassing.”

In terms of common sense, it is natural that two completely different people with the same name but similar appearances are more likely to be the same person than the possibility of being terrifyingly powerful. But ridiculously, the problem was that the possibility of being the same person was higher than the possibility of being the same person this time.

Knight Eldmia is from Itis-L, and most recently got a job as an assistant to a professor who was a former court magician at the Royal Academy of Itth-El, subduing the dragon that slept in the basement of the academy. It didn’t work.

It would be a different story if he came to the West through all the gates of the continent, but in that case, everyone including himself would have known that fact.

And this savage warrior, Eldmia… Circumstances came from Kelvast. After a few days of walking away from him, it was confirmed that he had the identity card of the lord of Kelvast, so it must be certain.

They have the same name and look similar, but one is from Itthiel and the other is from an unknown western kingdom, and not only has great skills, but also supports the empire?

“…Butler. What do you think?”

When I handed the report to the old butler, who had always been by his side thinking about important matters together, he quickly checked the contents. Indeed, he seemed like someone who had been with him for half his life and was familiar with the job.

It was there that it was fast. Shortly thereafter, the silence in the office began to change into a duet.

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It’s already been five days since I’ve traveled to the 5 Western Kingdoms. After I broke up with the guys who almost burned my stew in the middle of the night, nothing happened for a while.

Until I arrived in the city two days later, I felt a sense of tracking and surveillance, but from the moment I entered the city, it disappeared like a lie and never appeared again. Perhaps the purpose was to look at my actions because I was in a position to keep a secret in my own way.

The first city I arrived after Kelvast was a large city called Brooks, a border city of Altania, one of the kingdoms closest to Kelvast. If you go further north from here, there is a city of another kingdom, but they don’t seem to have a good relationship with each other.

Maybe that’s why there was no gate there either.

It was a very neat and well-built big city to say there was no city because it was far from the capital. When I asked the gate keeper while giving him a decent amount of pocket money, it seemed that the deal with Kelvast was quite profitable. The prairie is right in front of you, and monsters and dungeons are scattered everywhere? Except for the orcs and the monsters they ride, I don’t remember seeing anything that could be called a monster or an active adventurer, but it seems like it was because it was the domain of the orcs.

If it was another time, I would have gone sightseeing, but now I was in a hurry, so I stayed for a day to update the supplies and information I was lacking, and then set off again. It was very fortunate that my body was relieved from fatigue just by sleeping well at a good inn.

Up to that point, there was no problem…

“Traveling in winter like this, how well did you earn in the grasslands so you died in such a hurry?”

Traveling through the city for two days, it was a problem to often take a break and talk with the people I met, but things caught up somewhere.

As always, while we were cleaning the ground to camp in the forest, we gradually built a siege and then revealed ourselves openly. I left it there, wondering if they were the ones who almost messed with the stew, but they were common thieves.

“Wouldn’t you freeze to death if everything you had was taken away on a cold day like this?

If there was an internet, even those guys would have listened to what I said on Etisel. It is unavoidable because only those who have such information and communication means can enjoy it.

“Let’s see… How many people do I need to save to spread the word…”

“Huh! This is so crazy…”

The thief, who looked at me with a sneer-filled gaze and turned his eyes to his comrades, died before he could finish his words. .

The problem is, I didn’t kill him. Suddenly, arrows rained down from somewhere and started sending the 20 or so thieves surrounding me to Hankyu.

“What, what?!

While most of them died without even reacting properly, the one who showed an obvious reaction collapsed for the last time, and the rain of arrows stopped as well. I wondered if they were the ones who almost ruined the stew this time, but they showed up completely unexpectedly.

“…Elf?”

Seven elves, wearing similarly designed outfits and hooded hoods with long ears sticking out, appeared without unwinding their bowstrings. Rather than being wary of me, one of them approached me, making clear movements to keep in mind the possibility that there might be survivors among the fallen bandits.

“Ega in Eldmia, right?”

Thanks to that, I felt like I was having a brain freeze for the first time in a long time.

I hadn’t even heard from Asilie that elves had the internet.