Night of the Soulless Heathens – 377



#377. Two Prophets 1

Coxhall was completely destroyed by the vampires of Banling but it was still an important port.

The tidal range is gentle and the small islands act as natural breakwaters so the waves are gentle.

The Rescue Knights had already occupied the heart of the mountain so they could use the port of Banreung but they needed a supply base along the way to the port of Banreung.

Rather than risking a long voyage in a sea teeming with seagulls it is necessary to make stops along the way to allow the crew to rest and the ship to be serviced.

The Celestial Fire Knights have tasked Lord Izmilla with rebuilding the Coxhall port facilities as she has been acting unsavory lately.

However the army of the Arangi Kingdom approached Coxhal.

The 20 Arangian Guards and their 200 combat units are quite a large force. Considering the reputation of the Arangian Guards they are especially dangerous.

The Kingdom of Arangi began to openly send troops to occupy Banreung.

Given the reputation of the Arangian Guards there should be at least as many Celestial Knights to stand a chance against them. Currently the Celestial Fire here has only two Knights two Attendants and thirty other workers.

A young man who appeared to be the leader of the expedition force of the Arangian Guard stepped forward and spoke.

“Ah Knights of the Rescue. Our King has appointed Sir Iteba the heir to the former Viscount Coxhal’s lineage as Viscount Coxhal and has come here to exercise his rightful inheritance rights. Now that the King of Banleung has turned into an evil vampire and destroyed Coxhal it is truly a blessing that the Knights of the Rescue are rebuilding the port. We have always shown sincerity to the Knights of the Rescue but I am worried that it may not be enough.”

Coxhal was a place where Banreung and Arangi fought over territory and was ultimately a direct city where Banreung dispatched its governor. There they brought in a person who was of questionable bloodline to Arangi in the past or rather who was of questionable bloodline to claim the territory.

“Hmm. No. We are simply working to restore the port as instructed by our superiors. Oh if it is not rude may I ask about the noble lineage of Viscount Iteba? I am not very knowledgeable….”

Then the officer brought the family tree.

‘I can’t tell even if I look.’

Izmila broke into a cold sweat as she looked at the intricately tangled family tree.

She is of Celestial origin so her actual age is not even ten. She was born from an egg and grew up rapidly and although she was instilled with knowledge by priests she lacked proper experience and was clumsy in making political judgments.

It was a problem that affected not only her but the entire Celestial Fire Knights. Because of this problem the Celestial Fire had been accompanied by the Wisdom Order’s priests but currently only Izmilla and her subordinates were present.

‘I’m sure you’re not making such a ridiculous claim. After all I don’t have the authority to make a decision here. I can’t decide whether to fight the Arangi Kingdom right?’

Izmila rolled up the family tree and returned it to the herald.

“I guess my limited knowledge is the reason I haven’t heard of the reputations of the noble people listed here. However if the Kingdom of Arangi is sending Arangian Guards then the royal family must be personally stepping forward as guardians to provide proof. Can we assume that the royal family’s wishes are with them?”

“Of course. Then we will station ourselves at the guard post on the road side and clear the area of ​​debris to open the road. Is that okay?”

“…….”

They are asking for a land access road.

If the Arangi Kingdom suddenly attacked Celestial Fire it would be a really good position. Even Izmilla who had little experience could see that the opponent had a very advantageous position tactically.

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‘If they attack we’ll be surrounded by the sea and enemies. But the Kingdom of Arangi won’t attack the Salvage Knights because they’re crazy right? No we can’t let our guard down. There are few people here and no traces. They could kill us all get rid of the bodies and pretend not to care. Besides no matter how famous the Arangian Guards are aren’t we also the descendants of the Celestials?’

Izmila who had been thinking about various things smiled bitterly.

There is chaos as Fimbulbert approaches but the human kingdoms and religious sects are busy fighting each other. In the meantime the Arangi Kingdom is trying to take over Banreung by any means necessary and the Knights of Salvation are also working hard to secure Banreung.

“It doesn’t matter. Then….”

“Oh thank you. This is just a small gift of appreciation that we prepared.”

The Arangian guards surprisingly brought baskets of fresh fruit. It was a show of their supply capabilities that they brought fresh fruit instead of dried fruit when supplies were scarce.

“…thank you.”

Izmila accepted the gift with mixed feelings.

It’s clear that the Arangi Kingdom is up to something but her lack of insight makes her unable to respond properly and she feels like she’s just being dragged along which makes my heart suffocate.

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“Is that a Celestial? He looks decent but he’s more of a servant than a commander. He doesn’t seem to have any strategic vision and he just looks flustered.”

The leader of the Arangian guards who arrived here was actually Prince Sram the son of King Arangi.

However he did not reveal his identity as a prince. Firstly because he had lost the king’s favor and the title of prince was meaningless and secondly because he intended to secure Coxhall by force if necessary.

“You’re so pretty. You’re a knight so you look cute wearing armor.”

The other Arangian soldiers snickered.

“Since it’s a Celestial it’ll be fiercer than it looks. Don’t take it lightly. If you let your guard down and get hit the humiliation will be doubled.”

“We have the upper hand in terms of military force so we won’t attack first until we go crazy.”

“Of course. And surely they must be familiar with the reputation of the Arangian Guard so why would they dare attack us?”

The man named Iteba who was appointed Viscount Coxhal in the Kingdom of Arangi was known to be a distant descendant of Viscount Coxhal a long time ago. He had become a priest in the king’s church but had returned to secular life when the need arose.

Perhaps because he was a former priest he was dressed up in armor and looked like a knight but he looked more like a traitor than a knight and his actual personality followed that appearance.

“I think I understand what you’re saying. I hope we can resolve this through talking.”

“There’s no real competition is there? Looking at the Rescue Knights it looks like they’ll just restore the port and end there. Fimbulbert is approaching anyway.”

“That’s true. Honestly I wonder if it’s really necessary to eat the land of Banreung at this time. It’s getting colder so if we spread our troops out it’ll only increase the consumption of food and supplies.”

“Still the weather is warmer than expected. Could the rumors be true?”

Places that were once buried in snow were melting away.

“The light of the king’s flower has appeared in Banreung. Despite that the dwarves of Banreung are still scattering refugees everywhere. Anyway the Knights of the Salvation Corps are taking over the capital of Banreung and causing trouble so we have to start by striking out the outskirts but it’s hard to be cruel to them because they’ve planted a Celestial there.”

“Isn’t that better?”

Prince Sram clicked his tongue as Iteba said this with a sinister smile.

“What’s so good about it? The Arangian guards never touch anyone worth paying a ransom.”

Although it is said that commoners can do whatever they want it means that the warrior aristocracy class is a group with extremely high moral standards just by respecting those who pay the ransom.

“Why don’t you work instead of talking nonsense? This will soon be your bag. You should trim and maintain it as much as possible.”

‘If you survive until the end of Fimbulbert.’

The prince did not bother to open his mouth to upset Iteba. Although he was a prince by name his position was no better than that of this puppet count.

Prince Sram ordered the soldiers who had come with him to clear the road first. The road was a mess because the vampires had been attacking Coxhal destroying buildings along the road and killing people they saw.

Moreover the snow melted and turned into mud making it indescribably horrible.

The Arangian Guards did not do common labor due to their pride in being elite soldiers so all the work was done entirely by the soldiers and Viscount Iteba.

But that was when they were clearing the road.

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“Prince? There is something unusual in the sky. If my eyes are not abnormal I think it is a hippogriff.”

“Hmm. I can see it.”

Prince Sram took out his telescope from his bosom and looked ahead.

A group of troops was coming here from the northwest.

“Looking at the flag it looks like the Rescue Knights. They’re coming by land. Isn’t that the direction of Sandokar? There are quite a lot of people. And a hippogriff huh? That’s an expensive vehicle that even I a prince wouldn’t be able to afford.”

“If it’s Sandokar isn’t that the one that the King Slayer ate?”

“He’s talented too. A soulless blasphemer who just happens to be a count. Hippogriffs are cool. I’m jealous. Damn it.”

“No matter how hard we try we are still just subordinates of a prince with no hope of becoming king.”

The Arangian guards were muttering.

“It doesn’t seem like a time to be playing around. There are quite a few troops. Huh? They’re coming this way.”

Four hippogriffs flew toward them circling gracefully in the air before landing on the remains of the broken gate.

And from that hippogriff came down a minotaur a black nun and a black-haired young man.

“Are you the knights of the Arangi Kingdom?”

“…….”

The black-haired youth was dressed in a practical gambit and cloak far from flashy. It was not the kind of finery one would expect a common servant to wear considering he had descended from the back of a hippogriff that was so expensive it was almost bulging out of his eyes.

But his face was charming. He was tall had straight features and had charming eyes. His jet-black hair was smooth and beautiful and he had a devilish charm that attracted both men and women.

“Are you by any chance Count Azadin?”

Prince Sram was certain that this man was the rumored messenger.

“Yes. I am Count Azadin. Have you heard the news yet?”

“What news?”

Then the giant Minotaur who doubted whether the Hippogriff could withstand it stepped forward in excitement.

“Good news. Our Count Azadin has received the divine revelation of Yaegas and has become the rightful owner of the throne of Banreung.”

“…….”

Count Azadin sighed.

‘Even if I say something nice the reaction will be bad so if you get excited and talk like this how will they understand?’

Indeed the reaction was very bad.

“uh.”

“Are you serious?”

“…what?”

All the soldiers of the Arangi Kingdom who were listening doubted their eyes and ears.

“Is this soulless blasphemer claiming the throne now? You are not satisfied with the position of count. Even that position was something that my father pushed for despite all the opposition from his vassals.”

Prince Sram also did not hide his anger.