Chapter 39
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Chapter 39
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Chapter 39: Festival (1)
Amid the massive flames, meat was roasting everywhere. Dwarves, elves, and orcs gathered, indiscriminately enjoying the food.
—Chwik! This pork is delicious!
“Ah! Was it canned beer? This stuff is amazing!”
Despite nearly 8,000 people feasting and indulging to their heart’s content, the food never seemed to run out.
Kim Minwoo was also near the bonfire, munching on meat.
‘This is good.’
He had brought plenty of spices like salt and pepper, so the seasoning was perfect.
He looked over at the elves.
They were eating meat, but being a species that preferred fruits and vegetables over meat by nature, they were all holding bananas or corn.
Fortunately, they seemed to be enjoying themselves.
At that moment...
Elise, who had been chewing on some corn, met Kim Minwoo’s gaze.
She stood up and walked toward him.
“This is delicious. I feel like trying to grow some once the weather warms up.”
“Then take a look at this.”
He handed her a book detailing how to cultivate different seeds.
The gate was a fragment of another world.
Naturally, the language and script were all different, but they could still understand each other.
The same went for the writing in the book.
Except for a few special cases, most writing and language could be translated and interpreted.
Moreover, the book contained plenty of notes to make the text easy to understand. Elise opened the book and nodded.
“This is fascinating. There are many seeds I’ve never seen before.”
“They come from another world, after all.”
“Is your world peaceful?”
“More or less.”
“That’s something to envy...”
“It’ll become like that here, too. Because I’ll clear it.”
At his words, Elise’s expression darkened slightly.
“You might be able to defeat the Apostle. But the witch and the ice dragon... those are different classes of beings.”
“I know.”
“Can you really win against such beings?”
“In the world I come from, there’s a saying: Nothing is impossible.”
He meant it.
There is a way to clear the gate. And the path isn’t necessarily a single one.
—The ice dragon wants cold lands. The wicked witch wants fresh corpses. The ice dragon freezes them. The witch gets her corpses.
He recalled what Bektar had said in the past.
The witch wants corpses.
The ice dragon wants frozen lands.
Sharing benefits like that, how could they not get along well?
They must have been inseparable.
‘Until now, they were both in a win-win situation.’
But now?
In a situation where the land is completely frozen and living beings are dying out, could the witch really be happy?
If the cold continues, all life will be wiped out.
‘The balance of benefits is tipping.’
The ice dragon is still coming out on top.
But the witch will start to lose interest.
Since the supply of corpses will begin to dwindle.
‘That’s probably why she’s started disposing of things.’
With no more corpses to spare, she was likely making a last-ditch effort to savor them.
Desire is the starting point of all discord.
And the current situation is:
‘There’s a chance to stir up the witch’s desire.’
The witch and the ice dragon.
If the two of them team up, things will undoubtedly become very difficult.
But if you only have to face one of them...
‘It’s a much more doable task.’
The first step is to defeat the apostle.
* * *
“Wh-what is this?”
Velitas blinked.
He was that surprised.
He was confident in victory after hearing about the festival.
Velitas meticulously fortified the stronghold.
On the third day, he thought they must be running out of food by now.
On the fourth day, they should surely come today.
On the fifth day, the festival was still going strong?
On the sixth day, there were already over 15,000 gathered orcs? At this point, if he went out, he’d be surrounded.
On the seventh day, ‘How long are they going to keep this festival up for!’
They were insane.
‘The total number is around three thousand.’
However, this figure did not include the forces summoned by the opposing necromancers.
If that were added, the fortress’s defense forces would easily exceed five thousand.
In terms of quality, the other side had an overwhelming advantage.
This was because the average level of the orcs was currently only 151.
‘It doesn’t matter.’
Victory without sacrifice is not possible.
They came prepared to bury around ten thousand in the ground for the siege of the fortress.
The orcs, holding ladders in large numbers, were exhaling strongly through their nostrils.
They appeared ready to charge into fire at any given order.
Then...
“Vile creatures! Do you think you can defy the Witch and still live?”
A booming voice echoed from above the fortress walls.
An old man with a long white beard shouted with a powerful voice.
“That is Velitas. A wicked necromancer who has killed thousands and earned the Witch’s favor.”
Elise whispered as she drew near.
“So that’s what he looks like.”
He seemed just like a regular old man at first glance.
Perhaps he was a necromancer with some tricks up his sleeve.
He soon shouted proudly.
“You pests must have at least heard of the Death Knights! Soon, the Death Knights will come to take your heads! Hahaha!”
Despite his words, the orcs remained unfazed, simply snorting in response.
However, the elves reacted differently.
“The Death Knights...!”
“The Death Knights are coming?”
The elves’ pupils widened in what seemed like fear.
Only Elise managed to maintain her composure.
“Are the Death Knights powerful?”
“They are one of the Witch’s direct knight orders. They often participated in challenging battles, and no one has ever survived their blade.”
In other words, they are a formidable foe.
He chuckled.
‘This is getting interesting.’
The difficulty of the gate varies.
Especially for hidden gates, it was even more pronounced.
The difficulty of the gate often shifted with every decision.
If the Death Knights were as strong as they say, then the difficulty level of the situation should change the moment they arrived here.
However, the difficulty level of the gate remained at B-rank.
Even the alert level remained steady at 31.
‘It could be one of two things.’
Either the Death Knights haven’t even started their journey yet, or they are on their way but have no intention to fight.
Either way, one thing was clear.
The Witch planned to use the apostle as a sacrificial pawn.
Until now, he couldn’t be sure about how close the relationship was between the Ice Dragon and the Witch.
But now he had his answer.
These two weren’t as close as it seemed.
Thinking about what it means to give up the stronghold made the situation clear.
If the stronghold was surrendered...
The north would warm up.
The Ice dragon’s power would wane.
Life would start to flourish again.
There would be opportunities to replenish the supply of corpses.
If their alliance was genuinely strong, there would be no reason for them to act this way.
It indicated a relationship formed from loose mutual interests.
That’s why they could easily backstab each other without hesitation.
‘Even though they are keeping to certain boundaries, it seems they are being cautious.’
They hadn’t withdrawn the stronghold’s troops.
They were also sending reinforcements.
This seemed like an excuse to the Ice dragon’s side.
They could say they tried to defend it but couldn’t help it.
Something along those lines.
‘This could be a perfect opportunity for some sowing of discord.’
No matter what.
Sadly for the currently triumphant Velitas, there was a very high chance he wouldn’t be receiving any support.
“Set it up!”
―Orc!
They took out the equipment they had prepared in advance.
The orcs started assembling the catapults, which were hand-made by the dwarves according to the schematics.
Five large catapults appeared on the battlefield.
They didn’t necessarily need to bring down the stronghold with these.
Just draining the defense’s mana would be enough.
“Fire!”
Large boulders were launched towards the stronghold.
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Chapter 39
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Chapter 39: Festival (1)
Amid the massive flames, meat was roasting everywhere. Dwarves, elves, and orcs gathered, indiscriminately enjoying the food.
—Chwik! This pork is delicious!
“Ah! Was it canned beer? This stuff is amazing!”
Despite nearly 8,000 people feasting and indulging to their heart’s content, the food never seemed to run out.
Kim Minwoo was also near the bonfire, munching on meat.
‘This is good.’
He had brought plenty of spices like salt and pepper, so the seasoning was perfect.
He looked over at the elves.
They were eating meat, but being a species that preferred fruits and vegetables over meat by nature, they were all holding bananas or corn.
Fortunately, they seemed to be enjoying themselves.
At that moment...
Elise, who had been chewing on some corn, met Kim Minwoo’s gaze.
She stood up and walked toward him.
“This is delicious. I feel like trying to grow some once the weather warms up.”
“Then take a look at this.”
He handed her a book detailing how to cultivate different seeds.
The gate was a fragment of another world.
Naturally, the language and script were all different, but they could still understand each other.
The same went for the writing in the book.
Except for a few special cases, most writing and language could be translated and interpreted.
Moreover, the book contained plenty of notes to make the text easy to understand. Elise opened the book and nodded.
“This is fascinating. There are many seeds I’ve never seen before.”
“They come from another world, after all.”
“Is your world peaceful?”
“More or less.”
“That’s something to envy...”
“It’ll become like that here, too. Because I’ll clear it.”
At his words, Elise’s expression darkened slightly.
“You might be able to defeat the Apostle. But the witch and the ice dragon... those are different classes of beings.”
“I know.”
“Can you really win against such beings?”
“In the world I come from, there’s a saying: Nothing is impossible.”
He meant it.
There is a way to clear the gate. And the path isn’t necessarily a single one.
—The ice dragon wants cold lands. The wicked witch wants fresh corpses. The ice dragon freezes them. The witch gets her corpses.
He recalled what Bektar had said in the past.
The witch wants corpses.
The ice dragon wants frozen lands.
Sharing benefits like that, how could they not get along well?
They must have been inseparable.
‘Until now, they were both in a win-win situation.’
But now?
In a situation where the land is completely frozen and living beings are dying out, could the witch really be happy?
If the cold continues, all life will be wiped out.
‘The balance of benefits is tipping.’
The ice dragon is still coming out on top.
But the witch will start to lose interest.
Since the supply of corpses will begin to dwindle.
‘That’s probably why she’s started disposing of things.’
With no more corpses to spare, she was likely making a last-ditch effort to savor them.
Desire is the starting point of all discord.
And the current situation is:
‘There’s a chance to stir up the witch’s desire.’
The witch and the ice dragon.
If the two of them team up, things will undoubtedly become very difficult.
But if you only have to face one of them...
‘It’s a much more doable task.’
The first step is to defeat the apostle.
* * *
“Wh-what is this?”
Velitas blinked.
He was that surprised.
He was confident in victory after hearing about the festival.
Velitas meticulously fortified the stronghold.
On the third day, he thought they must be running out of food by now.
On the fourth day, they should surely come today.
On the fifth day, the festival was still going strong?
On the sixth day, there were already over 15,000 gathered orcs? At this point, if he went out, he’d be surrounded.
On the seventh day, ‘How long are they going to keep this festival up for!’
They were insane.
‘The total number is around three thousand.’
However, this figure did not include the forces summoned by the opposing necromancers.
If that were added, the fortress’s defense forces would easily exceed five thousand.
In terms of quality, the other side had an overwhelming advantage.
This was because the average level of the orcs was currently only 151.
‘It doesn’t matter.’
Victory without sacrifice is not possible.
They came prepared to bury around ten thousand in the ground for the siege of the fortress.
The orcs, holding ladders in large numbers, were exhaling strongly through their nostrils.
They appeared ready to charge into fire at any given order.
Then...
“Vile creatures! Do you think you can defy the Witch and still live?”
A booming voice echoed from above the fortress walls.
An old man with a long white beard shouted with a powerful voice.
“That is Velitas. A wicked necromancer who has killed thousands and earned the Witch’s favor.”
Elise whispered as she drew near.
“So that’s what he looks like.”
He seemed just like a regular old man at first glance.
Perhaps he was a necromancer with some tricks up his sleeve.
He soon shouted proudly.
“You pests must have at least heard of the Death Knights! Soon, the Death Knights will come to take your heads! Hahaha!”
Despite his words, the orcs remained unfazed, simply snorting in response.
However, the elves reacted differently.
“The Death Knights...!”
“The Death Knights are coming?”
The elves’ pupils widened in what seemed like fear.
Only Elise managed to maintain her composure.
“Are the Death Knights powerful?”
“They are one of the Witch’s direct knight orders. They often participated in challenging battles, and no one has ever survived their blade.”
In other words, they are a formidable foe.
He chuckled.
‘This is getting interesting.’
The difficulty of the gate varies.
Especially for hidden gates, it was even more pronounced.
The difficulty of the gate often shifted with every decision.
If the Death Knights were as strong as they say, then the difficulty level of the situation should change the moment they arrived here.
However, the difficulty level of the gate remained at B-rank.
Even the alert level remained steady at 31.
‘It could be one of two things.’
Either the Death Knights haven’t even started their journey yet, or they are on their way but have no intention to fight.
Either way, one thing was clear.
The Witch planned to use the apostle as a sacrificial pawn.
Until now, he couldn’t be sure about how close the relationship was between the Ice Dragon and the Witch.
But now he had his answer.
These two weren’t as close as it seemed.
Thinking about what it means to give up the stronghold made the situation clear.
If the stronghold was surrendered...
The north would warm up.
The Ice dragon’s power would wane.
Life would start to flourish again.
There would be opportunities to replenish the supply of corpses.
If their alliance was genuinely strong, there would be no reason for them to act this way.
It indicated a relationship formed from loose mutual interests.
That’s why they could easily backstab each other without hesitation.
‘Even though they are keeping to certain boundaries, it seems they are being cautious.’
They hadn’t withdrawn the stronghold’s troops.
They were also sending reinforcements.
This seemed like an excuse to the Ice dragon’s side.
They could say they tried to defend it but couldn’t help it.
Something along those lines.
‘This could be a perfect opportunity for some sowing of discord.’
No matter what.
Sadly for the currently triumphant Velitas, there was a very high chance he wouldn’t be receiving any support.
“Set it up!”
―Orc!
They took out the equipment they had prepared in advance.
The orcs started assembling the catapults, which were hand-made by the dwarves according to the schematics.
Five large catapults appeared on the battlefield.
They didn’t necessarily need to bring down the stronghold with these.
Just draining the defense’s mana would be enough.
“Fire!”
Large boulders were launched towards the stronghold.
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Chapter 39Translator PrksProofreader PrksChapter 39: Festival 1Amid the massive flames, meat was roasting everywhere. Dwarves, elves, and orcs gathered, indiscriminately enjoying the food.Chwik! This pork is delicious!Ah! Was it canned beer? This stuff is amazing!Despite nearly 8,000 people feasting and indulging to their heart's content, the food never seemed to run out.Kim Minwoo was also near the bonfire, munching on meat.This is good.'He had brought plenty of spices like salt and pepper, so the seasoning was perfect.He looked over at the elves.They were eating meat, but being a species that preferred fruits and vegetables over meat by nature, they were all holding bananas or corn.Fortunately, they seemed to be enjoying themselves.At that moment...Elise, who had been chewing on some corn, met Kim Minwoo's gaze. She stood up and walked toward him.This is delicious. I feel like trying to grow some once the weather warms up.Then take a look at this.He handed her a book detailing how to cultivate different seeds.The gate was a fragment of another world.Naturally, the language and script were all different, but they could still understand each other.The same went for the writing in the book. Except for a few special cases, most writing and language could be translated and interpreted.Moreover, the book contained plenty of notes to make the text easy to understand. Elise opened the book and nodded.This is fascinating. There are many seeds I've never seen before.They come from another world, after all.Is your world peaceful?More or less.That's something to envy...It'll become like that here, too. Because I'll clear it.At his words, Elise's expression darkened slightly.You might be able to defeat the Apostle. But the witch and the ice dragon... those are different classes of beings.I know.Can you really win against such beings?In the world I come from, there's a saying: Nothing is impossible.He meant it.There is a way to clear the gate. And the path isn't necessarily a single one.The ice dragon wants cold lands. The wicked witch wants fresh corpses. The ice dragon freezes them. The witch gets her corpses.He recalled what Bektar had said in the past.The witch wants corpses.The ice dragon wants frozen lands.Sharing benefits like that, how could they not get along well?They must have been inseparable.Until now, they were both in a win-win situation.'But now?In a situation where the land is completely frozen and living beings are dying out, could the witch really be happy?If the cold continues, all life will be wiped out.The balance of benefits is tipping.'The ice dragon is still coming out on top.But the witch will start to lose interest.Since the supply of corpses will begin to dwindle.That's probably why she's started disposing of things.'With no more corpses to spare, she was likely making a last-ditch effort to savor them.Desire is the starting point of all discord.And the current situation is:There's a chance to stir up the witch's desire.'The witch and the ice dragon.If the two of them team up, things will undoubtedly become very difficult.But if you only have to face one of them...It's a much more doable task.'The first step is to defeat the apostle.* * *Wh-what is this?Velitas blinked.He was that surprised.He was confident in victory after hearing about the festival.Velitas meticulously fortified the stronghold.On the third day, he thought they must be running out of food by now.On the fourth day, they should surely come today.On the fifth day, the festival was still going strong?On the sixth day, there were already over 15,000 gathered orcs? At this point, if he went out, he'd be surrounded.On the seventh day, How long are they going to keep this festival up for!'They were insane.The total number is around three thousand.'However, this figure did not include the forces summoned by the opposing necromancers.If that were added, the fortress's defense forces would easily exceed five thousand.In terms of quality, the other side had an overwhelming advantage.This was because the average level of the orcs was currently only 151.It doesn't matter.'Victory without sacrifice is not possible.They came prepared to bury around ten thousand in the ground for the siege of the fortress.The orcs, holding ladders in large numbers, were exhaling strongly through their nostrils.They appeared ready to charge into fire at any given order.Then...Vile creatures! Do you think you can defy the Witch and still live?A booming voice echoed from above the fortress walls. An old man with a long white beard shouted with a powerful voice.That is Velitas. A wicked necromancer who has killed thousands and earned the Witch's favor. Elise whispered as she drew near.So that's what he looks like.He seemed just like a regular old man at first glance.Perhaps he was a necromancer with some tricks up his sleeve. He soon shouted proudly.You pests must have at least heard of the Death Knights! Soon, the Death Knights will come to take your heads! Hahaha!Despite his words, the orcs remained unfazed, simply snorting in response.However, the elves reacted differently.The Death Knights...!The Death Knights are coming?The elves' pupils widened in what seemed like fear. Only Elise managed to maintain her composure.Are the Death Knights powerful?They are one of the Witch's direct knight orders. They often participated in challenging battles, and no one has ever survived their blade.In other words, they are a formidable foe.He chuckled.This is getting interesting.'The difficulty of the gate varies.Especially for hidden gates, it was even more pronounced. The difficulty of the gate often shifted with every decision.If the Death Knights were as strong as they say, then the difficulty level of the situation should change the moment they arrived here.However, the difficulty level of the gate remained at B-rank.Even the alert level remained steady at 31.It could be one of two things.'Either the Death Knights haven't even started their journey yet, or they are on their way but have no intention to fight.Either way, one thing was clear.The Witch planned to use the apostle as a sacrificial pawn.Until now, he couldn't be sure about how close the relationship was between the Ice Dragon and the Witch.But now he had his answer.These two weren't as close as it seemed.Thinking about what it means to give up the stronghold made the situation clear.If the stronghold was surrendered...The north would warm up.The Ice dragon's power would wane.Life would start to flourish again.There would be opportunities to replenish the supply of corpses.If their alliance was genuinely strong, there would be no reason for them to act this way. It indicated a relationship formed from loose mutual interests.That's why they could easily backstab each other without hesitation.Even though they are keeping to certain boundaries, it seems they are being cautious.'They hadn't withdrawn the stronghold's troops.They were also sending reinforcements.This seemed like an excuse to the Ice dragon's side.They could say they tried to defend it but couldn't help it.Something along those lines.This could be a perfect opportunity for some sowing of discord.'No matter what.Sadly for the currently triumphant Velitas, there was a very high chance he wouldn't be receiving any support.Set it up!Orc!They took out the equipment they had prepared in advance.The orcs started assembling the catapults, which were hand-made by the dwarves according to the schematics.Five large catapults appeared on the battlefield.They didn't necessarily need to bring down the stronghold with these.Just draining the defense's mana would be enough.Fire!Large boulders were launched towards the stronghold.Translator PrksProofreader Prks
