Chapter 283
Chapter 283
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Chapter 283 – Message from the Witch
“That being said…”
“Right, hold on a second.”
I was about to ask Myrril to check on Casemaian, but on second thought, I realized that I had stowed the hovercraft with the communicator. Once the Griffon was back in the snowfield, Myrril climbed into the cockpit and picked up the communicator that had been left on the console.
“This is Myrril. Is anyone out there?”
“Yes, this is Luvia. Her Majesty the Queen, are you all right?”
“Of course I am. We destroyed the wooden golem, but the mages seemed to have scattered somewhere before we met them. Where is Luvia now?”
“In the skies over Casemaian, on alert.”
“Hmm?”
From Casemaian to the western territory of the Republic should be at least 500 or 800 miles. That’s not a distance that a handheld communicator like this could reach. They were doing some kind of TV broadcast with a drone, so Rinko was using the drone’s capabilities to transmit. I don’t know the technical details, but… well, it doesn’t matter now.
“Luvia-san, how is the situation over there?”
“There is no damage to the residents or the city. We have completed the elimination of all golems, both ore and clay, but…”
Huh? Hey, what’s going on? Hearing Luvia-san’s muffled voice makes me uneasy.
“What’s going on?”
“The new weapon Rinko-san and her team developed is too powerful, and we’re having trouble recovering the ore-quality golem parts.”
“Oh, yeah. Okay, I get it. No, I don’t know. I just hope everyone is okay.”
“What is this new weapon?”
“I don’t know. They must have done some crazy thing again. But, well, if they got rid of it, then…”
No, wait a minute. I know they destroyed the golem, but…
“What about the mages that went that way?”
“They disappeared near the border of Empire territory. The winged tribe and the drones were watching them, but they disappeared.”
“Should we go that way as well?”
“No, we have both vigilant surveillance and response forces. But more importantly, Rinko-san is―”
“Yes, yes.”
The clumsy saint’s loud voice interrupted.
“Yoshua, there’s a message from the witch, and she wants you to come to the capital.”
“The witch? Ecla-san? Don’t tell me she’s over there?”
“No, the capital of the Republic. The Autonomous Operation No. 7-chan I was floating on has been captured.”
I don’t understand. No.7-chan?
“Did she catch that drone flying around because she had a message for me?”
“That’s right. It’s 1,200 meters in the air, you know? I suddenly got a close-up of her face on the camera, and you wouldn’t believe it!”
“A-ah, yeah.”
I don’t even know what’s unbelievable about it anymore.
“Well, because Yoshua could do it if you wanted, right?”
“Aaa, aaa, can you hear me!”
What a big voice! The voice is cracked. What is that, Ecla-san’s voice?
“I can hear you. But please lower your voice. It’s too loud…”
“I’m not good with magic tools!”
“Okay, please lower your voice.”
She might be an elf witch or some such “sage of knowledge,” but in her private life, she’s surprisingly like an old person who can’t record a video on demand.
“Your Majesty the Demon King? Did you have any strange thoughts just now?”
“I-I haven’t thought about it. So, what can I do for you?”
“Have you met Hjelmar Markis? He’s a little mischievous elf.”
As I thought they knew each other. I hope he’s not an apprentice or something.
“Yeah, well. I got him to help me defeat some wooden golems.”
“So it was you, after all. The scouts confirmed that seven riders entered the Republic. But we lost them, and their whereabouts were unknown.”
“I’m sorry, but they attacked us, and we had no choice.”
“No, I’m very grateful to you for defeating them. But now the boy Hjelmar is gone.”
I look at Myrlil, and we look at each other. It feels as if we’ve abandoned our child, and it’s subtly awkward.
“We are now in the mountains of the Western Territories, and I believe we parted here, and he went to the Western Territories.”
“Keol? He hasn’t heard anything from Kilgerai, has he?”
Was that the leader of the group sent from the magic cave or something? According to the child elf, he was an expert in politics and fortress construction.
“Did you know that an enemy mage unit is missing? Sixty men went to the Republic and another sixty to Casemaian; we’ve lost them all so far.”
“No. …Hmm, I see. So, the golem is a decoy. But that little boy can only handle ten at the most.”
Oh, so he’s supposed to be able to take on a dozen mages, this little elf?
Myrril, who had been at the Griffon’s gun emplacement, knocks on the roof and growls in a disgruntled voice.
“Yoshua, let’s go.”
I start the hovercraft, keeping communication open. I chose a flat surface and moved toward the Western Territories Keol to the ridge of a small hill, where I saw some smoke rising behind the plain I overlooked. The smoke was so far over the horizon that I couldn’t see what was happening on the ground.
“Myrril, is that Keol?”
“No, it’s too close for the Western Territories. The number is not clear, but I saw a magical light in the forest on the far left. I think the little guy is under attack.”
I accelerate the Griffon. The distance to the forest was only about five kilometers. If it was Hjelmar who was being attacked, it would have hit him right after he left.
I don’t know whether he was lucky or unlucky.
“Ecla-san, do you keep in contact with the Western Territories and… that Kilgerai person?”
“No, just regular contact. What’s going on?”
“Please put out an alert, just in case. It seems that Hjelmar is under enemy attack on the west side of Keol.”
“Good heavens, what an annoying little fellow!”
Myrril-san, who is not much different from the little elf in physique, said this cheerfully, loading ammunition into the chamber of the MAG all-purpose machine gun.