Re:START/If {Book 1.0}
Chapter 64: Aswad 11 of 15 “Glaub mir” (Part 06)
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The reddish twilight was gone, the sound of owls along with the howls of wild animals came with the night. The cold wind had been blowing fine, but the ground surface was still releasing warm temperatures after being exposed to the sun all day. In the Oak forest half a day's drive from Luke's residence, the Felixia Royal Family and the royals set up camp on a forest plot to rest.
In addition to replenishing the energy after a day of traveling, they also held a meeting related to the problem of black hair youth that they had caught before. Two wide bonfires were made for lighting and cooking dinner, becoming the centerpiece of their transit point camp.
Some of the soldiers who had previously received deadly attacks had recovered, as if the wounds they had obtained were just a small scratch that would heal just by being licked. Even large-bodied elite soldiers who were beaten to the point of bouncing far away did not require any treatment at all. The herbs they obtained from the black hair youth were truly effective, even more than all the medicines they knew on the market.
At one of the bonfires, the six elite soldiers gather with the King and Luke's Dart. They sat in a circle on their respective wooden chairs, discussing what to do regarding the young man with the demonic aura they captured.
“Gaiel, I admit the young man is very strong. Even though one-on-one without a hitch, I doubt I can defeat him.” Dart sat up straight in his place, raised his pony hair that blocked his eyes and again said, “That level of regeneration is unnatural ⸻ No, I don't think that's it …. Rather than regenerate, he was more like coming back to life every killed.”
“Life back?” The king looked worried hearing that.
Hearing what the King and Dart Luke said, one of the elite soldiers had his own opinion ⸻ He was the royal magician who was previously attacked by Odo. “My Lord, may I join you in giving an opinion?” ask the blond man wearing the dark blue robe.
“Of course ...”
“Rather than thinking of a way to kill him, can we put him in the royal army? We can use it.”
Hearing those words, the look on Dart's face instantly turned furious. Recalling all the things that the demons and their followers had done in Dart's life, the old man firmly said, “You want your family to be made a victim in that person's ritual? Most creatures seem to be able to unhesitatingly betray, kill comrades and even families.”
“Quiet first, Dart ...” King Gaiel was slightly interested in the mindset of the elite magicians serving him. “Why do you think so? He ... the man who almost killed you. Why are you sure he won't betray?” ask the King to be sure.
“In the eyes of His Majesty and Lord does look like that, but every time the young man attacks...” The royal magician placed his hand against his left chest, feeling that the attack he received had absolutely no fatal impact even though it should have struck a vital point. “The young man emits absolutely no killing intent or even hatred,”.
“That's right, Your Majesty. I am not defending him ..” Large-bodied man with skills of shield technique grab talk. With doubt in his mind he said, “Meski has been cornered until like that, his killing intent is not at all felt. The impression of the young man seemed to be being ..”
“Testing our ability,” said one soldier who was previously hit by the explosion.
Their opinion made the King even more confused. Dart recalled his previous fight and he began to feel the same way. The young man in black hair he had faced earlier this morning did not emit any murderous lust at all, only a strong fury that occasionally radiated from him when provoked.
“This situation is indeed strange,” muttered Dart while lowering his face.
Dart, the King and all the elite soldiers in the place started to fall silent and were confused as to what to decide later. After the engagement was over, they would definitely have to take care of the young man since letting him roam around was a very bad decision.
At the crowd at another campfire, Thomas Rein sat down with the nobles who were discussing the political conditions of the Kingdom of Felixia after the engagement. But instead of focusing on the conversation, the male whose hair was climsy holding a silver cup with his right tanga glanced flat at Dart.
“What the hell is he? Can he not realize that the young man is his own son?” thomas
The head of the Rein Family drank Ale a little in his glass, put on an annoyed expression and sighed a little. Thinking back to Odo Luke, he also felt a little wonder why the child could look like a teenager even though he was not even a decade old.
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Outside of the crowd, Odo Luke is held in one of the wagon's wagon, which has a roof and thick fabric walls. Both of his hands were tied backwards using a Mana compaction chain, guarded by three elite soldiers with complete equipment outside the wagon.
Inside the place there are only a few groceries because most have been moved to other carts. Every now and then a little sigh, the young man muttered to himself and made the soldiers standing guard outside think himself crazy.
“Good work, you guys keep opening the shop even if I'm not around …. Ah, about that, just tell Arca that I'm okay. Those people didn't manage to take me. Eh? Going there now? Sorry, now I can't. No need to use the Puddle, I'm having other business …. Just tell Arca to continue her work with Uncle Aprilo. By the way, you guys raised the price, ‘ right? Howmany? Oh, only 5 Rupls? It's okay, I think that's enough. Well then, the people Totto invited meant doing his job well, huh? Hmm, please if you have time to introduce them also to Uncle Aprilo and Arca so that they can get more work …. Ah, right too. The order of goods from Mr. Harka Nog is already today …. That's loh, Dwarf Chairman of the Plumber's Union. Has the goods been delivered to the warehouse at the port? Note already accepted, ‘kan? Good job, Elulu. You are indeed reliable, the son of a former merchant is indeed different …. I'm not flattering, just saying facts …. Oh, aye. Canna's still there, ‘ right? Tell him to stop by tomorrow to the warehouse for the tuning of his tools. Eh? If you don't want to? Just say later the deal means void, I won't discuss with him again. Ah, I just remembered. If you have time, also tell Nanra to get familiar with Kirsi …. Eh?! Is he in the store now? Ah!? Help in the morning too? Adaptation is fast too, even though it is like snow. No problem, just think of him as Sittara. If Kirsi goes there, then Siska Ma'am also stopped by? What did he say? Hmm, so anyway …. Ah⸻”
Odo's sentence came to a standstill as one of the soldiers watching him glanced inside with a sharp look and began to be suspicious. Turning his eyes, the young man in black hair lowered the volume and said, “Is there anything you want to ask again? Hmm, for tomorrow just follow the schedule I have made. The material supply is no obstacle, right? If you are still confused, for the details you can take in the drawer of the third work table on the second floor. If you don't understand, you can ask Arca …. Eh? About Lisia? Eng, let's just say that talks about funding Klista settlements were postponed for the longest time next week. I can't⸻!”
“Who are you talking to? Don't you use telepathy?!” asked the elite soldier with a sharp look.
He increased his perception to detect the activation of magic, but felt nothing because indeed Elulu's Radd Sendangi power was very different from magic and difficult to detect.
Odo pretended to be grim, then while lowering his face he said, “I'm bored and lonely. You know, Uncle Warrior. I'm a talkative person, being placed in such a place really bored me to the point that my head is crazy.”
“Of course I won't, I'm not a demon. Well, even the devil I don't think will burn the city for no reason.”
Highlight the eyes of the elite soldier turned flat, a little annoyed at the sight the young man could still be very relaxed despite having been caught. “You think there is a suitable reason to justify the demons slaughtering the people of the city,” he said as he climbed onto the cart and walked to the front of Odo sitting on the wooden floor.
“Of course there is no.” Odo looked back at him with eyes without fear or obvious emotion. Straight and hollow, that was what was inside the young man's eyes. While putting on a thin smile he conveyed, “In this world indeed there is no reason that can justify murder ..., except one thing.”
“Hmm, what is it? For what do you worship from that darkness? For the sake of the Demon King or what?”
“Not.” Odo shook his head, stared with sad eyes and replied, “One thing that can justify killing is war. Moreover, killing was simply a method to achieve the goal. Although with the reason to protect yourself ⸻ If not done in the war, murder will definitely still be blamed.”
“Are you a demon who came during the Great War?”
“I told you ..., I'm not a demon.”
Odo narrowed the look in his eyes, then briefly increased his angelic aura to suppress the demonic aura. Sensing a completely different existence and full of holy power, the elite soldier stepped back.
“You ... what is it? Why can ...”
“I am the World, God, Devil, Dragon, and Man. Then ..., I am also you.”
Looking into the young man's eyes, the soldier was instantly thrown into space where millions of galaxies and billions of stars were scattered. It was so vast and made his consciousness seem to be erased. Continuing to get closer to one of the solar systems, it looks like the planet it lives on and continues to get closer to the region where it is located. When he saw the wagon he was in from the sky, he immediately drew closer and saw himself from the young man's perception.
“A⸻!”
His consciousness the soldier returned to his own place, he started to break out in cold sweat and took a step back. He stared fearfully, feeling that the helplessly bound young man was actually in a realm beyond the Mortal. So big, so wide, and so powerful.
“What ... are you a God?” ask the soldier.
“Uncle, you better not talk too much with me.”
Odo put on a gentle smile. While slightly tilting his head, the young man again warned, “Tak all living things are ready and able to accept reality. The longer you talk to me, the more your wits get cracked up and the more murky it gets. Uncle will increasingly doubt the reality around ...”
The soldier gulped heavily, immediately turned around and jumped down from the wagon. Instinctively, the young man's warning felt like an absolute threat to him.
The two comrades who were standing guard outside were a little anxious to see the pale face of the soldier who was walking quickly away from his duty. One of them pursued to question him, leaving behind an elite soldier standing guard near the wagon.
Odo got up and walked to the edge of the wagon. Looking out and putting on a thin smile, he kindly called out, “Soldier sir, aren't you tired of keeping watch like that? You're not hungry?”
The sound is so unique that it cannot be ignored. Although a fellow male, the voice of the young man seemed to possess him and sounded so alluring. The strange charisma made the soldier turn his head. “We are trained for something like this,” he replied kindly.
Although in his mind he understood not to be too familiar with the young man who became the prisoner, but instinctively he could not act cold to him. He began to smile at Odo in a friendly manner and asked back, “You yourself how? Aren't you hungry?”
Odo briefly grinned widely in his heart for successfully using the Dragon Charisma which was one of Seliari's powers. Sitting on the edge of the wagon and leaning against the barrier, the young man began to chat and ask some questions to find out various information as a condition of activating Perception Speculation.
What Odo talked to the soldier was not vital information that could be suspicious. What they were talking about was only trivial things like the name, what the soldier used to do in the barracks where he worked in the Capital, his family, and his family, his colleagues and other trivial things such as favorite foods and drinks.
That really sounds very trivial, but for Odo it is very important to compile calculations and perform Perception Speculation. When another soldier came in place of the two soldiers who had previously left the place and did not return because they were so afraid, the young man also invited those who came to have a light conversation.
It was as if they were all hypnotized or drunk with booze, with the young trained soldiers answering Odo's every question like a leaky bucket. They were completely unaware that they had been affected, only answering as if it was perfectly natural.
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