Heavenly Inquisition Sword

Episode 1344. Are you willing to compromise?

Meanwhile, Fabian, who had left Minos, passed through the imperial army’s strict guard and crossed over to Krasion.

Contrary to their fears, it was not difficult to find the group of Count Omar of Larva.

This is because the King of the Adria Kingdom treated Count Larva Omar, a great northern nobility, as a state guest and held a large-scale welcome event even during wartime.

Fabian asked the question and went to the Cuzco Castle, where Count Omar and his party from Larva are said to be staying.

Cusco Castle, which is said to be the most beautiful in Krasion, was lit up as brightly as daytime even in the evening.

Shortly after he revealed his identity and business to the castle guards, Howard and Crea came out to meet him.

“older brother!”

“Brother? What about Count Lagoa?”

Fabian told Howard and Crea what had happened the previous day.

“…They told me to go to Count Omar, saying that if I stayed in Minos, I would die. So, as soon as the day broke, I left Minos and came here.”

“I didn’t know Count Lagoa even had the ability to foresee. Isn’t that enough to be the one who has monopolized the love of the gods?”

Howard stuck out his tongue.

But Fabian disagreed with him.

“You wouldn’t be able to say that if you knew the ancient poems written about the Celestial Star?”

“why?”

“O stranger, fight alone against all the gods.”

“I can’t believe it…”

“Count Omar and I think of the ‘stranger’ mentioned in the ancient poem as Count Lagoa. Are you actually fighting against the gods?”

“…”

Hearing that, Howard and Crea thought to themselves.

Central hall of Cusco Castle.

As Fabian and others entered, Count Larva Omar smiled and waved.

“Come on. Is there any urgent scorpion?”

“long time no see. I have nothing to tell you, but in fact, I have been hiding for a while.”

Fabian told in detail the reason why he had come to this place.

At the end of the story, Count Larva Omar nodded with a calm face.

“Welcome.”

“How about the southern kingdoms? Did you pick up anything?”

“There is something a little odd about that.”

“Is that strange?”

“If you look at it objectively, you’re being pushed one way, but there’s no sign of panic.”

“You mean the Confederation of the Southern Kingdoms?”

“That’s right. Would you believe me if you were willing to even hold a welcome party for a great noble from the north?”

“Isn’t that because Sir Lagoa and Sir Omar are so famous? Shouldn’t we treat the northern kingdoms well in order to attract them?”

But Count Omar of Larva shook his head.

“Even so, it’s not something you would do in a losing war. I have met King Raoul Brosnan, and he did not look in despair.”

“Are you saying there’s a corner to believe in?”

“That kind of look. I’m not from the southern kingdom so I won’t explain in detail, but I got the feeling that something was being prepared.”

“Maybe the tide of battle might be reversed in the future?”

“The expressions of the great nobles I met at the welcome hall weren’t dark either. If nothing else, at least they weren’t the great nobles who were about to fall.”

“I wonder what it is.”

“So I’m going to keep going to see King Raoul Brosnan. I guess I’ll have to figure out what that method is and who’s leading it.”

“Is the person leading the matter ‘the vanguard of chaos’?”

“If it’s powerful enough to turn the tide of war… I think it’s highly likely.”

“I wonder who it is. However, don’t overdo it and approach with caution. If he is the true incarnation of Ushas Undra… even the Count could be in danger.”

“If that’s the case, don’t worry. I know my subject well.”

“Oops! It’s a topic. What kind of humble words. From my point of view, the Count is a strong man who is within ten fingers on the continent.”

“Tsk! Stop talking and meet the lower commanders with Sir Howard. Maybe we can find clues from them.”

“All right. But ten fingers are not just words.”

At Fabian’s continued words, Count Larva Omar waved his hand as if to stop.

Fabian left the concourse with a grumbling expression on his face.

***

Northern Feromuros.

Iron Legion Command.

around noon.

Marquis Theo Stauron, commander of the corps, asked the chief of staff, Viscount Kurt Wartner, with a nervous face.

“How did the 1st Platoon go? Have you not heard from me yet?”

“yes. don’t worry too much Thirty musketeers were put in. It’s a fight you can’t lose even if you try.”

The relaxed attitude of the chief of staff put Marquis Theo Stauran a little relieved.

A sword master can be killed by giving an excitium to one of the musketeers.

Thirty such musketeers were put in, so even the grand master was dead.

“But just in case, send a messenger. I don’t feel good.”

Half a day’s ride from the Iron Legion to Minos by horse.

Had I gone on the operation last night, I should have been contacted at dawn.

“Even otherwise, I sent a messenger to Minos in the morning.”

“Good job. Strengthen the borders of the Steel Legion and place the gunmen in double and triple formations.”

“I will.”

To be honest, Viscount Kurt Wartner thought the messenger had an accident and was going to be late.

However, after lunchtime, the chief of staff, Viscount Kurt Wartner, could no longer relax.

This is because the messenger should have arrived if he had not died on the way.

One of the staff came to the impatient chief of staff and said something stupid.

“Chief of Staff. A while ago, a strange call came from the 32nd Division.”

“Something?”

“It is said that an artillery battle took place last night in the mountains east of Minos.”

“A bombardment? Isn’t Minos under the jurisdiction of the 32nd Division? Then they should know better, but did you even fight Adria’s resistance?”

“That is strange. The 32nd Division had never operated there. Rather, I asked if you operated in the Iron Legion. They said they sent messengers to the 31st and 33rd Divisions as well. But don’t we have magic cannons?”

“Didn’t you hear the sound of the magic gun?”

“The sound of the magic shells being dropped was clear. When they checked the site, they said that thousands of pits had been dug.”

“Thousands of pits? So, it means that there was really an artillery battle… Are you sure it was in the mountains east of Minos?”

“I also checked several times because it is the 1st platoon operation area, and it is correct.”

“I’m crazy. No, before that, the Expeditionary Force didn’t have an artillery unit with that level of firepower, right?”

“That’s why the 32nd Division was in an emergency. We tentatively concluded that mysterious forces seemed to have engaged in an artillery battle there.”

“Is it the work of the southern kingdoms that have not participated in the war yet?”

If the southern kingdoms collided there, it was good news for the Imperial Army.

“I don’t think so. The southern kingdom forces are concentrated in the Dnirov Kingdom and the Urum Kingdom. If they had broken through the borders of the Imperial Army, there’s no way the 32nd Division wouldn’t have known about it, right?”

“…”

The chief of staff frowned.

What the staff said is correct.

If the southern kingdom’s artillery had moved to the vicinity of Minos, the movement would have been detected immediately.

When the chief of staff was silent, the staff continued.

“The place is like that, and I think it’s related to the 1st platoon’s special operation.”

“You say that even after you know that the 1st Platoon doesn’t have magic cannons.”

“Isn’t it said that Count Lagoa has a wide-area skill that can devastate an area? Like the meteor swarms of wizards.”

“It’s just a rumor that follows a heroic story. There’s no way that’s actually possible.”

“I do, but…”

the staff member blurted out.

It’s ridiculous like a myth or legend, but it was strangely nerve-wracking.

“Stop thinking nonsense and increase your guard. Give them some mental training so that rumors about Count Lagoa do not spread throughout the legion.”

“All right.”

The staff turned around with an inexperienced face.

The chief of staff, Viscount Kurt Wartner, shook his head as if he didn’t like that kind of staff.

As the sun went down, the Iron Legion went into an emergency.

It was because of the report the messenger sent in the morning returned from reconnoitring Minos.

The corps commander, Marquis Theo Stauran, asked the chief of staff with a nervous face.

“Where is Lagoa now?”

“I am still staying in the Minos chalet.”

“What’s his status?”

“As a result of interrogation at Minos’ clinic, it was confirmed that he suffered minor injuries to his shoulder and back. It seems that they are treating wounds in the chalet.”

“Does that make sense! Thirty musketeers and seventy musketeers were put in! But you said you only hurt your shoulder and back a little?”

“…”

“Didn’t they say that there was an artillery battle until lunchtime! Wait… Didn’t the 32nd Division mistake the 1st Platoon for the enemy and fire their magic cannons?”

“The 32nd Division’s artillery unit said they had never engaged in combat that day. And… According to rumors from the Corvo Magic Troops… Count Lagoa

…”

“sorry. When the unidentified musketeers attacked, Elio Lagoa counterattacked and annihilated them all. Circumstantial evidence suggests that Elio Lagoa’s injury was caused by excitium.”

“The 1st platoon armed with excitium was attacked? Only to that one guy? Do you think that common sense makes sense?”

The chief of staff didn’t answer, knowing that the corps commander wasn’t asking because he didn’t know.

Marquis Theo Stauron, who had been silent, looked at the chief of staff.

“What are the next steps?”

“First of all, we have strengthened the borders of the Steel Corps. Since the Batalion unit is still alive, even Elio Lagoa will not be able to approach it hastily.”

“Are you trying to hide in a rat hole like a rat!”

“Right now, the opponents are also on guard. Members of the Battalion cannot penetrate the Grand Master’s borders and approach.”

“Isn’t that all there is to it?”

“Are you not willing to compromise with Elio Lagoa in an appropriate way?”

“compromise? Are you asking me to compromise with him now?”

Marquis Theo Stauran looked at the chief of staff with a bewildered look.

“Of course it will be difficult, but I am saying this because there is no way to stop Elio Lagoa right now. In order to capture Feromuros, the Batalion unit must move… Then won’t the commander’s security be disrupted?”

“Grunt!”

A moan of pain escaped Marquis Theo Stauran’s mouth.

Seeing that, I’m worried.

If the Battalion unit is tied to itself, the front line will be stuck like this.

If the prince found out about that, he would jump up and down.

Or, perhaps, a second and third battalion unit could be created.

In that case, he would have become one of those great nobles.

“To avoid disruption to the Expeditionary Force’s operation… we must put the Battalion unit at the forefront. To do so, you must compromise with Elio Lagoa. If suddenly an order comes from His Highness the Crown Prince to ‘occupy Pheromuros’… wouldn’t it be a big deal?”

Marquis Theo Stauran gnashed his teeth.

It’s embarrassing, but at that time, you have to tell the prince about the situation and pray for ‘save him’.

If you grab the prince’s ankle at the decisive moment, the achievements you have made so far will go to waste.

“You must go to Minos and meet Lagoa. Offer to grant him whatever he wants. First, I need to buy some time.”

“All right.”

At the command of the corps commander, Viscount Kurt Wartner cleared his chest.

After a while, he took one of his staff and immediately left the Iron Legion.

The two of them rode like mad without rest, and arrived at Minos around midnight.

And in front of the chalet where Elio Lagoa is staying, he waited for the light of day – bathed in the night dew.

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