Night of the Soulless Heathens – 135



#135. Storm of Coral Sahar 3

Azadin thought that Zion had a very peculiar personality.

Are all the Etar bloodlines like this?

‘I secretly agree that it should have been Aleph the Wind rather than Dimia the Flower that brought the storm… but wouldn’t it be ridiculous to say that out loud? Is this the time to worry about that? It looks like you came out because your base was raided?’

Besides didn’t you see Dimia at Count Lantaric’s castle after that?

“Do you think this is her doing?”

“Yes. Because after that a considerable number of copies of the Book of the New Kings appeared. Flower Dimia and Zenith retrieved those Books of the New Kings.”

“….”

As Scott had told me it seemed that causing suffering to the people would cause their screams and cries to manifest copies of the New King’s Book.

But could it be that he did this in order to manifest a copy of the New King’s Book?

‘How on earth can it keep raining in the King’s city?’

Azadin decided to ask about that.

“Do you know what method was used to make it rain?”

“I don’t know much about that. Actually I also came out to Coral Sahar when it started to rain…”

“Aren’t you the head of the peddler association here?”

“Well I am the head of the Corasar Peddler Guild. But the real power lies with my uncle. Does Senator Sebali Etar know?”

“Ah. Then is the elder in the city?”

When Azadin asked about the elder’s whereabouts Zion turned to Midiam.

“Medium. Can you really trust this guy? He’s Arael’s younger brother.”

“I can believe it.”

“Hey little servant. And you?”

“He is not on Arael’s side. I don’t know what will happen later but at least for now he is truly against her.”

“Okay I understand. If you say so I will believe you.”

Zion said so and grumbled.

“Messenger Azadin. Rejoice. Even a lowly messenger like you will be given the opportunity to achieve great things.”

“What are you talking about?”

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“I will give you the opportunity to join the operation to rescue Elder Sebali. It is to help the Etar clan. It is an honor beyond your ability to… Hmm?”

As he spoke Zion’s gaze stopped at Jibek.

“There’s a guy over there dressed like a knight from the King’s Church.”

“I am Zibek of Scalaves a knight of the King’s Church.”

“Ah….what?!”

Zion was startled by those words.

“It’ll be okay. Probably.”

Midiam dried up Zion.

“This is an orc necromancer.”

“This is Scott McGreen.”

“And here I go.”

“Why are you suddenly introducing yourself? I’m not doing it.”

Although Shati refused to introduce herself thanks to Medium introducing Scott and Shati the curious gaze directed at the King’s Church’s Paladin Jibek was diverted.

“Why these people?”

“If you have high aspirations you will find comrades.”

Azadin had no choice but to answer like that.

*********

Ismail was a former servant of Etar so he was already familiar with the servants that Zion Etar had.

After talking to them I learned that Sion Etar had already fought Zenith once and lost and had escaped after sacrificing many of the Korathar Traders’ Guild members.

Despite the circumstances Etar Etar. Zion Etar was accompanied by twenty servants.

“Originally we were going to fight Arael’s followers around here. But if Medium guarantees it then it’s a different story.”

“I heard you didn’t go into Coral Sahar because you were scared?”

“No that’s not true. I can’t tell you the details because they are confidential.”

“What’s confidential?”

“I can’t say.”

Zion shook his head at Azadin’s question.

“Anyway how about we go rescue Elder Sebali? Are you going?”

“…Okay. I’ll go.”

“Okay. Glory awaits us.”

Zion Etar was very excited.

“Does it make you feel uneasy when you say it like that?”

“After all there is glory. I wouldn’t say this is easy.”

Zion said with a grin.

*********

As we entered the Coral Sahar region we could feel the wind and rain blowing from far away.

The river was swollen and overflowing its banks and in the distance dark clouds towered high in the sky like mythical giants and lightning flashed casting light and shadow across the grassland.

“Wow what is that….”

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“It’s still raining…”

The servants Zion brought with him were terrified.

“It’s still three more days to walk to Coral Sahar.”

“It’s been raining for two weeks now.”

“How do I do this?”

The Imperial Highway that the Emperor had built was also inaccessible due to the lowlands being flooded. It was possible to go back but it was pouring rain everywhere and it was difficult to estimate how long it would take.

“There is a ship nearby that is currently being repaired.”

Zion pointed to a nearby barn.

“We can’t burn too many. We’ll have to leave the horses and goats here and we’ll have to leave some people behind.”

“I guess we need to select the best. You never know what might happen inside right?”

“yes.”

Zion said this and looked at his servants.

“Who wants to volunteer?”

“for a moment.”

Azadin stopped Zion.

“If they’re elite my colleagues will be better.”

“They are better than Aragasa? Aren’t you underestimating the people of our Etar family? There are many people who are as powerful as messengers even though they are servants. This is the power of the traditional Etar bloodline.”

“That’s not something the Etar family should be proud of but rather something to be ashamed of. It sounds like they’re blocking the path of such capable people.”

“If you are born noble it is inevitable that you will have followers.”

“Isn’t that a variation of something I’ve heard before?”

“In fact I should have been moved just by the fact that a baseless guy like you Azadin was facing me like this. However since Arael has proven her abilities your value as Arael’s younger sister has also increased.”

“I should be angry but you are so out of touch that I can’t even get angry.”

Azadin was more dumbfounded than angry at Zion Etar’s harsh words.

“So why should I pick your colleagues?”

“If you take too many Aragasas you’ll waste too many arrows. If you go by boat you won’t be able to take horses or goats with you so that’s a bit much. Besides we still need the Korasaar Peddler Guild. Your servants are all members of the Peddler Guild right? If you go around as merchants the Arael tribe won’t bother them.”

“ah?”

Only then did Zion seem to understand Azadin’s words.

“I see. I understand. I will take you to my companions. They are also anxious to save my uncle. It seems that the nobility of the Etar bloodline is widely known even outside of Aragatha.”

‘How could that be?’

Azadin thought so but didn’t say anything.

“Yeah. By the way you’re saying that you hid a boat here? Couldn’t the soldiers or refugees have taken it?”

“It will remain. It is locked with a magic lock. My magic cannot be broken that easily.”

“Scott.”

“uh.”

As Scott stopped in his wheelchair before the uphill climb Shati unable to bear to watch pushed the wheelchair from behind. As soon as Scott approached the barn the chain clicked and the barn door opened by itself.

“Hmm. As expected it’s Orc.”

Perhaps because orcs are known to be a very intelligent and magical race Sion’s pride was not hurt at all when Scott an orc broke the spell.

*********

The ship in the barn was a small cargo ship not very large. Considering that it had to carry food water weapons etc. it would be impossible for everyone to board it.

“With this we have to enter the storm-swept Coral Sahar…”

Sir Jibek felt uneasy.

The swollen river water was very rough perhaps because the sea water was flowing back in. Looking at the garbage that was created when the village was submerged and being swept away by the current it was clear that if you fell into a place like that you wouldn’t even be able to find your body.

“It’s raining so hard that we have no choice. We should be thankful that we have this. Lord Jibek will have to take off his armor. We never know when the ship will capsize in a storm.”

“But over there.”

Several of Etar’s servants stepped forward.

“We would like to volunteer to rescue our elder. The Zion branch manager knows our capabilities right?”

“okay.”

“On the other hand this messenger friend and his subordinates….”

“Shouldn’t a young guy like Ismail be left out?”

“Miss Midiam you are a noble person. You should not engage in such a dangerous undertaking.”

They opposed Azadin’s party’s journey for various reasons. It seemed that they really wanted to use this opportunity to save the elder and gain merit.

‘I thought Arael’s argument would be attractive to the servant bloodlines but it wasn’t.’

Arael’s claim to change the constitution of Aragasa which was dominated by the Five Great Clans and other noble families seemed at first glance to be a win-win for the ruling class but it seemed that the parties involved were instead using this opportunity to impress their masters.

‘Well conversely it could be that the Etar bloodline is so wealthy that they think it’s better to be recognized by them.’

That’s when Azadin thought so

“So I challenge you to a duel Azadin.”

“Huh? Me?”

At some point the servants’ distrust seemed to have reached Azadin.

“I was just blankly staring and the conversation has already progressed to this point? Why on earth are you challenging me to a duel?”

“Even if you did not betray the Senate you are the brother of the traitor Arael.”

“And I am sorry to say but I have heard that you lack the skills to be a messenger.”

“I heard that Elder Kazas pushed through. But what if you take up such a small position and cause trouble in the rescue operation?”

“And if we defeat you won’t we be able to take the place of the heralds?”

“…You are challenging me a servant and messenger? With your position as messenger at stake?”

Azadin asked his dissatisfied servants.

“exactly.”

“Hmm. You also know that if you rush to become a messenger and lose you’ll lose the power of life and death right? And you have nothing to say if I kill you?”

“Of course.”

“Doesn’t everyone think I’m too much of a pushover?”

Azadin wasn’t angry at all. Rather he took it as a good sign.

‘I thought I’d become known for my skills after beating up so many people but is it different depending on the region and class? I wish I could use it.’

As seen in the case of Calypso who was defeated in one blow after ignoring Azadin’s skills and letting her guard down he liked it when people let their guard down around him.

“Okay. I’m busy so let’s do it all at once.”

“yes?”

“What do you mean do it all at once…?”

At that moment Azadin made the first move.