LIGHTNOVELWORLD chapter 81
81. Eve (3)
Hestia did not avoid the sharp gazes aimed at her, but faced them head on.
These were none other than the gazes of the same Miao people.
“The Miao people who live next to humans have no choice but to be tamed.”
A Miao man of the same age as Hestia, who was at an age when her blood was boiling, spoke in front of her.
It was an argument that stemmed from feelings of jealousy.
The most famous being on the continent right now.
Yumara is a clear jealousy toward the Miao people who follow the eye of the storm.
Hestia narrowed her eyes with bright green eyes.
“So, did I look like a domesticated cat? Huh?”
Hestia raised her sword.
“If you tease me, I’ll attack you, you b*stard.”
“Iik!”
Due to Hestia’s provocation, the Miao man ended up picking up his sword.
Quaaang!
And in just three moves, the man’s body fell to the floor.
“There’s nothing special about being in the wild.”
Hestia laughed and calmed the Auror Blade that was blooming on her sword.
There were too many monsters around Hestia to remain complacent at the intermediate level of Sword Expert.
Let go of the simply helpless aspect and grow. Monsters that grind themselves.
That’s why Hestia had no choice but to grow.
Sword Expert Advanced.
Hestia was growing at a comparable rate, although not as fast as Clone or Bell.
“Ugh!”
When the Miao man from the Twilight tribe was sprawled on the floor and tried to get up again, someone grabbed his shoulders and made him sit down again.
“He has enough skills to keep him by his side. His fur is almost scarlet… and those green eyes. He is a child of the paradise tribe.”
Elfer, the leader of the Twilight Tribe, approached Hestia with his brown mane flowing.
“Now that I think about it, I heard there was a child who left the tribe two years ago and is wandering the continent. I guess that’s you. What’s your name? I’m Elfer.”
Hestia opened her mouth.
“Hestia.”
Elfer nodded his head slowly.
“Yes, Hestia. I think being among humans is quite a valuable experience. However, as long as you don’t get swayed by humans and get taken advantage of.”
Someone appeared next to Hestia.
“I won’t be manipulated or taken advantage of. Hestia.”
It was a clone with black hair and golden eyes.
“Just a colleague.”
Elfer’s eyes widened at Clone’s words.
“Ho…Oh, colleague. I see. I understand. I made a pointless mistake.”
Elfer was quite surprised by Clone’s spirit, which was not typical of a wizard.
The spirit of the girl, who was glaring at her without any change in expression in front of her, a large cat that looked no different from an animal at first glance.
Hestia grinned.
“Let’s go, Clone!”
After thriftily stealing items from the dwarves, Yuma headed back to the elves. them. To be precise, it was because there was something to check with the high elf Ruineleaf, the spirit master.
“Ruinerif.”
Ruinerif narrowed his eyes when he suddenly saw Yuma again.
“What happened?”
Ruinerif, who had just seen the dwarves tearing things apart, could not help but be shocked by Yuma’s approach.
“Show me the spirit. I’ve never seen a spirit before, so I want to see it.”
Ruinerif felt like he had been hit hard on the head with a rock.
“…You just want to see the spirit?”
“okay.”
Ruinerif then slowly nodded his head.
“Can you promise not to do anything foolish?”
“Okay, I’ll just watch.”
There was only one thing for Yuma to confirm.
A green light shone from Ruineleaf’s eyes. And a green halo spread from its back.
“Friend.”
Something appeared behind Ruinerif’s back. It was a huge bird.
It was a spirit whose entire body glowed in blue and green.
-Kirururuk!
The mysterious blue-green bird landed on Ruineleaf’s shoulder, letting out a soft cry.
“It’s Sylphide, the wind spirit.”
Yuma gazed at the wind bird, Sylphid.
[Lv.137] Silphid
Race: Wind attribute spirit
Tendency: Good
Realm: Advanced Spirit
The scary thing about spiritists is that they do not have just one spirit.
And there was also the fact that the elf spiritist of Elfheim was not the only Ruinef in front of him.
‘Seeing as the spirits themselves are recognized as individuals in the search, it is unlikely that Ruineleaf will die even if the spirits are killed.’
It would be more likely that the spirits themselves would disappear from this world.
I had already heard from Brigitte that in this world, the only race with the talent of an elementalist was the ＜elves＞.
Yuma nodded slowly, thinking that although the probability of that happening was significantly low, it would be quite troublesome if the moment came when an elf became an enemy.
“That’s it. Thank you for showing me.”
Ruineleaf stroked Sylphid’s head with a kind face.
-Kirurrrrr…
According to Ruineleaf’s will, Sylphid returned to the spirit world, scattering turquoise light.
Yuma confirmed everything he needed to know with this.
Although it doesn’t seem to have the original form of the meeting, it has completed the form of communication when members of the Demon Lord invade using communication magic tools. And it was a clear harvest just by knowing what the other races on the continent were like.
＜Tribal Council＞ ended like that.
Berkan, the crown prince of the Lycanthrope Kingdom, approached Yuma.
“We will stabilize Baukalak as soon as he returns. We will make him pay for daring to put a sword in my back, the crown prince.”
Berkan’s face, with a full wolf’s head, faced Yuma.
The flowing gray mane and intense eyes stared at Yuma.
“Okay, organize it properly.”
You have to organize your house properly so that you can use your strength against the invasion of the demon world.
That was the intention of Yuma’s words, but Berkan, who received Yuma’s words, did not accept them that way.
After what Yuma said, there was one additional word that stuck out to me.
-If you don’t organize it properly, I will personally come out and wipe out Baukalak.
This was a part that showed how intimidating the existence of Yuma had become in Berkan’s mind.
Representatives of the tribes gathered again at the round table.
“Someday we might end up fighting among ourselves.”
Brigitte, standing next to Yuma, spoke slowly.
“One, this time we will join forces. With this alliance of races joining forces, who can invade the continent?”
Brigitte’s words resonated deeply throughout the tribe.
The dwarves nodded their heads loudly.
“That’s right. We can’t let demons dare to invade this Middle Earth.”
And Brigitte’s last words rang out.
“Yes, when the time comes, we will show who owns this land. This time, the five races of us will become one.”
Firearms flashed in everyone’s eyes.
Humans, Cats, Dwarves, Lycanthropes, Elves.
It was the moment when the union of the five races was completed.
***
Kwasik!
─God’s Realm.
Barbatos, the god of war and struggle, was traversing the vast divine realm.
Black hair was flying wildly. Red eyes were moving around to chase prey.
bang! bang! bang!
The mountain moved away with one step.
It went up and down the sky and the earth in one leap.
Although they belong to the evil gods, the second-tier gods who are not the ＜Eight Evil Gods＞ gulped their saliva as they watched the fighting god Barbatos run.
“…Hunting God again.”
At the words of the god in the form of a black sheep, the god in the form of a girl with pink hair clicked her tongue.
“Tsk tsk… The second-tier people are so scared that they can comfortably act as gods, right?”
The black sheep rolled its white eyes.
“Who did you say is the god that the fighting god is chasing?”
“Rockmenton, the god of wisdom and magic.”
“…I’ll catch it someday. No matter how large the God Realm is, it’s almost half of it now.”
The girl also agreed with Yang’s words.
The current New Realm is divided in half.
Centered around the ＜Eight Evil Gods＞ who swallowed other gods. Half of them, including the gods who follow them.
And the remaining half are gods who fought against the eight evil gods and split the realm of the divine world in half.
The Eight Evil Gods and the gods who followed them referred to it as the ‘Outer God Realm’ in a sarcastic way towards the gods of good deeds.
‘Catch it.’
Barbatos climbed over another mountain and looked in all directions.
To find Lockmanton, who has awakened the power he must consume.
‘Do your best to hide.’
bang!
The first time in a very long time to kill a god was enough to raise Barbatos’ excitement.
***
The remaining period until the invasion of the Demon Army is approximately three months.
Time passed quickly.
When a month passed, someone appeared from the sky.
It was a high elf riding a huge griffon.
[Lv.210] Yulaus
He was a high elf at the level of a grand sword master.
Yulaus, an elf man with long silver hair, handed Yuma the saddle and reins of a huge bird, the Griffon.
Julaus had a pretty face, legs, and a deep voice.
“The Griffon is close to a divine beast that reads the minds of its occupants. Only beings with supreme confidence in themselves can achieve communication with the Griffon.”
Yuma stared at the griffon.
Just considering its height, it seemed to be comparable in size to an ogre.
Eagle’s head and wings. And the divine beast with the body of a lion exuded a strong sense of intimidation, as if it were natural.
As Yuma took the reins, the Gryphon’s sharp eyes looked directly at Yuma.
“Does the griffon have a name?”
Yuma asked, looking intently at the Gryphon.
Julaus’ voice was heard.
“It’s Ethan.”
“Ethan, nice to meet you.”
Yuma stroked Ethan’s head and back without hesitation. And she climbed into the saddle.
Cruru look…
A brief, sharp cry.
But Yuma didn’t care about that and held on to the rope.
To strongly believe in yourself.
It was one of the few things Yuma had.
“let’s go.”
Yuma’s unwavering coolness flowed through the lines of the griffon’s body.
That… That…
Gryphon, Ethan’s heavy steps began.
fluttering-
And the huge wings moved slowly, preparing to fly.
Yuma pulled the rope weakly.
It was a signal to glide.
Wow!
Yuma looked.
Clouds that seem to reach. And the dense structures of the imperial palace and the bare grass on the ground.
Yuma flew around the huge mountain behind the imperial palace for a while.
“fast.”
consensus.
“slowly.”
Kurrrrr-
Gryphon understood everything Yuma said as he patted his back, as if he was understanding what Yuma was saying.
“…There are no elves.”
Yulaus had no choice but to say that when he saw Yuma landing on the ground again riding Ethan.
Another month has passed since the gryphon was received in exchange for the life of the elf diplomat Isheria.
This guest came at night.
Yuma opened the door to the reception room.
“It’s a little late.”
Lycanthrope Berkan was bowing his head inside the reception room.
“Have you put the kingdom in order?”
Berkan’s golden eyes looked directly at Yuma.
“Yes, I explained the whole situation to my father… and executed my younger brother and the group he had formed.”
Yuma shifted his gaze to the pocket in Berkan’s hand.
Berkan laughed.
“It smells like blood. It’s my brother’s tongue. I pulled out a very cunning tongue.”
“You’ve been through a lot. Do you blame me?”
Berkan shook his head at Yuma’s words.
“Rather than resentment, thanks to you I was able to organize the kingdom. I feel grateful, Musin.”
Berkan placed the pouch containing his brother’s tongue into the subspace pouch.
And then he added:
“Now, are the Kingdom of Baukalak and the Astes Empire fully united?”
Yuma held out his right hand.
“Of course.”
Berkan held the hands together and raised the corners of his mouth.
And another month passed.
“Yuma…!”
Brigitte quickly woke Yuma up.
Brigitte was seen wearing the uniform of an emperor.
Yuma chuckled as he looked at Brigitte who woke him up.
“Again, you are doing something unbecoming of an emperor.”
Brigitte’s stern face did not soften despite Yuma’s friendly words. Brigitte hurriedly opened the window, waving his pure white hair.
“…Clear signs of an invasion have begun.”
Yuma and Brigitte looked at one place.
That place was heaven.
In a clear sky.
Crumbling… !
There was only one blemish.
A purple circular air current was flowing like a dark red haze and flickering like lightning.