“Wow.”

Mario exclaimed silently.

Adding additional magic to a magical device that is already a spell in itself was an extremely high-level task.

To hire a mage with the level of the Matopju or below would be almost impossible with the usual compensation.

It was downright insane.

And his superior was doing that crazy thing.

“Miss Liri should know about this obsession turned away!”

But since there is only one life, I decided to save my words. Apparently, the captain was putting on airs in front of the young lady.

If I spoke carelessly, I might not be able to step on the ground unscathed.

“I’ll try to recruit a wizard.”

“Quickly.”

“Oh, yes…….”

It wasn’t the first or second time to see a superior whose eyes turned inside out regarding matters related to Elodie, but there was nothing I could do each time it happened.

“It’s severe. It’s severe.”

The captain’s “quickly” meant “by the end of the day.” When Mario was heading to the door, Leane called him.

“Mario.”

“Yes?”

“How is the situation with the Irkala Sect?”

“They seem to be scheming something. But since they operate so secretly, it’s a problem that we can’t find out exactly what they are doing.”

Leane had been consistently tracking the Irkala Sect even before Mario went under his command.

However, because they were such a secretive group, there wasn’t much information that could be found out.

Followers of Irkala existed in various layers throughout the continent. From beggars in back alleys to famous nobles that could be recognized by name.

But as a force that followed the god seeking to grasp the surface and plunge the world into chaos, there was no one revealing themselves as Irkala’s followers.

“If there’s anything else to report, I’ll let you know.”

“Okay. The seal stone of pride?”

“I couldn’t find it.”

Upon returning to the original world, the seal stone of pride, which should have been in my possession, disappeared.

It wasn’t pleasant to lose it, and it was an uncomfortable situation for it to fall into someone else’s hands.

Leane murmured with narrowed eyes.

“Nothing is going as planned.”

Leane suddenly contemplated the words that Irkala had said.

The god still didn’t recognize Elodie’s existence. It was natural. The seal that Arselia put on her child had only broken halfway.

The problem was from now on.

To find the existence he was hiding, Irkala would undoubtedly stir up the surface. To thwart Irkala’s ambition and send her back to the underground throne, Elodie was the only one who could do it.

But could Elodie, who hadn’t fully acquired her powers yet, really face a god?

Leane stopped contemplating and chuckled.

‘Unnecessary worries.’

Who cares about whom. She’s Elodie Ferdian.

Seeing Mario frightened by his laughter, Leane stopped and grinned.

“I’m, I’m going!”

Mario stammered.
“The smiling captain is too scary!”

In a forest thick with underbrush,

“Let’s take a 30-minute break here!”

“Ah!”

“It’s so exhausting!”

At Karlot’s command, the knights who were marching seemed to scatter around as if they had been waiting.

They were a monster subjugation unit dispatched to investigate the aberrant monsters in the southwest under the orders of Duke Ferdia, their lord.

Since departing from Somnia, they had been dealing with monsters for quite a while.

As Duke Ferdia had said, aberrant monsters not recorded in the monster encyclopedia had appeared in large numbers. Among them were even large-sized monsters that had to be dealt with using Karlot’s abilities.

However, they still hadn’t figured out their appearance and the cause of their emergence.

“It’s going to take more time than I thought.”

Frowning as if irritated, Karlot sat on a nearby rock.

Trying to take out a water bottle to drink, he unfortunately spilled only a few drops.

“Here.”

At that moment, someone suddenly extended a hand holding a water bottle to Karlot.

The owner of the hand was Timoteo Walter, the retainer of Ferdia and Karlot’s swordsmanship colleague.

“Thanks.”

After a brief expression of gratitude, Karlot drank the water gulpingly. Timoteo, who had been attentively watching Karlot, frighteningly extended his hand again after Karlot put down the water bottle.

“5 laris.”

Seeing Karlot frown at his laughing but complaining appearance, Timoteo said, “I thought you were giving it to me out of kindness, but are you trying to charge for water now?”

“Of course. Unlike you, who is the retainer of the Ferdia family, I, as the youngest of a minor vassal family, have to find a way to make a living.”

“You stingy guy.”

Karlot gave him an annoyed look but threw a coin in Timoteo’s direction.

Ouch, Timoteo quickly caught the money and held it carefully.

Although Karlot, who was the commander of this subjugation force, was in charge of the mission, he was not authoritative and rather had a free-spirited atmosphere.