BJ Swordmaster

The day after confirming the mission to visit Guyan.

Henry was sitting in the middle of the wasteland in a random place.

"What do you think?"

"…I like it. Couldn't be better."

Henry answered Cuelay's question with his eyes wide open.

It was not an empty assessment.

It was an incredibly decent mansion to be in the wasteland.

A large enough space for all who promised Camilton to stay.

Even picking up their hands was some elf-invited spirits.

"I'm glad you like it. I'm so much. If you didn't like it, the Great Dragon would tell you to rebuild it again and again."

"Right. I think so.”

Muspel's bright affirmation, and those who had been mobilized to decorate the interior, including Coelay, sighed deeply.

But what can I do?

The opponent was a dragon, and even if he could win, he had no choice but to follow the idea of another dragon coming.

"Call me when you're ready. I'm gonna take a break.”

Quellay, who was grumbling, left the room. The same was true of the others.

Henry looked at the back of it quietly.

'It's hard to get used to.’

They were too great to be in one place. It's even worse to have only one five-star knight at the forefront.

Furthermore, some of the dogs showed hostility toward Henry. With a busy mind or a lazy mind.

If it wasn't for Muspel, it might have been hard to get help.’

It's a good thing that Dragon Moosefell is hanging on in the middle, but if he had to control them all alone, it would have been a real headache.

That's why Camilton and they had different forms of promise.

Coelay was conditioned to grant a fixed number of requests to each other, but in some cases, it was purely a "goodwill" condition.

"Can I stay here?”

"It doesn't matter."

While everyone was gone, Moosefell sat next to Henry with clear eyes. He looked interested as if he was seeing an interesting presence.

I don't know what you're thinking, but...…maybe a lot different from what I expected.’

Haven't you already seen how dragons regard things other than dragons?

It was probably a lot different from the general human perspective.

Henry turned his eyes. The current time was being displayed above the blackened broadcast screen.

'It's time.'

It's past midnight.

Henry opened a sponsorship store.

[Information: New products are received every midnight.]

[The product has been stocked!]

We have already confirmed that we should head to Guyan by checking yesterday's information.

But there are two missions Henry received.

I had some knowledge of Guyan, but there was too little information about the mission to stop the river forest.

[Information 1: KRW 9,990,000]

[Information 2: KRW 1,470,000]

[Product purchased successfully.]

'……10 million won is spent so lightly.’

Total of two pieces of information.

I didn't think it was a waste even though I spent more than 10 million won in donations in an instant. However, the situation that has changed from before feels unfamiliar.

"In fact, even if it was burdensome, I would have had no choice but to buy it."

The wizard's mission was increasingly difficult and demanding. It's hard to make a right decision without using this kind of expedient.

Fortunately, the number of subscribers has increased, and the spending of Oop-Op has increased. The light was desired, but the donations from other viewers were not negligible.

It was at that moment that Muspel talked to me.

"There was more to help?"

Henry was taken aback. It was a voice that only seemed bright.

"…...did you say help?"

"Thank you?"

"If you're talking about how I feel about you...….”

"Who is it?"

The back of my neck was creepy.

It was a contextless question, but it was a dragon. Henry seemed to know the intent of the question.

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"You were an errand boy."

Dragon's way of speaking was no different from the beginning. The expression was the same.

Henry tried to read the expression in the shell, and of course there was a guess.

'…Cuelay did, too. I felt like someone was watching.’

Eight-star wizard Coelay.

She noticed the presence of viewers, and since then Henry has strengthened his broadcast equipment whenever he has time.

Thanks to that, no one, including Cuelay, could read the elements related to broadcasting anymore.

But the dragon was a species with a different ark.

I'm sure it's a dragon. My wizarding skills are eight-star like Coelay, but it's not really that kind of a problem.'

Muspel must have read the existence of sponsored stores. Broadcasting, and maybe viewers.

The expression errand boy would refer to Henry performing his duties as a wizard.

"May I assume you're asking just to confirm?"

"Yes. Who is it?"

The question of the wizard's identity.

Henry shook his head.

"I don't know."

"You don't know, but you do. Poor thing. He's coming down to earth?”

"It's hard to understand what you're saying about coming down."

"That's what you're trying to stop.”

A job to prevent.

Henry stared at Moosefell, blinking for a moment.

The expression errand boy came to mind, and the contents of the mission that was put up next to him came into view.

What Muspel meant was obvious.

"Are you saying that my follower is God?"

"It's not God. There's no God in this land.

"To say that there is no God...….”

It was a series of questions and answers. It was hard to understand, but Henry somehow tried to keep up with the dragon's mindset somehow.

"Can I understand that there is no real God in this land?"

"Great. You've worked hard."

"I'm trying to understand what you're saying."

He said he was a child among dragons. But Muspel has lived for a thousand years, and her kind has gone through several times that.

I'm sure the depth of knowledge is different. It's hard to compare.'

Coelay said so. What we serve as gods in this land is nothing more than a fragment of an ancient god.

The viewers compared it to that, too.

I remembered a chat saying that the thumbs of the ancient gods were no different.

"The debris of the ancient God scattered to form this world, and the size of the power that can be enjoyed varies depending on the size of the fragment." That's what it was about.’

Muspel's story was in the same vein.

It means that neither Karondo nor the guardian dragon of Oslo are truly gods.

"You're one of them."

Reflective resistance came in, but Henry tore down the walls of his mind. I tried to accept Muspel's story purely.

"God Dreaming of a Forest... So you're saying it's a half god. The man I follow, too."

"Yes."

Henry swept down his face.

The wizard told Henry that he should stop the descent. I didn't say it in person, but the mission I'm facing now was the same as the will of a wizard.

But if the same is true of the sorcerer.

If he's someone who's trying to influence the land somehow.

- The expression "sacred land" is not, as is commonly thought, a land full of grace. The moment they step into this land, not only humans, but all races will lose their choice.

I remembered the story of Bergel, a theologian who faced me at the Palace of Ballaran.

The story is that God is not truly a god, but they are just too obsessed with one particular object.

'Then.'

Henry thought about it. I drew in my head from the moment I first started the broadcast until now.

If the wizard were that, he would also be obsessed with a particular purpose.

Then Henry was one of the tools to achieve that goal. Broadcasting was a means of strengthening the tool Henry Camilton.

But Henry didn't know what the wizard wanted.

What am I supposed to do?’

I couldn't let the Divine intervene in this land.

The idea was as clear as it should be.

It was not just the mission of the wizard, but the realization of how the land would change when it happened.

"I'm confused."

"Because you're human."

"Is it because you don't know? If so....”

"It's human beings who are always confused.”

"You said you'd help me."

"Yes."

Henry stared at Moosefell. The black-haired girl's eyes also showed a young knight.

"What am I doing now?"

"The right thing. The right thing for me, the good for you."

"Can I keep following you like I do now? This land, and for Camilton.”

"Yes."

"I heard that. If Pyro were to land, it would be a hell of a fire."

"Right, it'll be full of fireworks."

"What if I were a follower now?"

"I don't know what you're following."

Muspel was no different from Coelay. I took a closer look, but that didn't mean I could see the identity.

But Muspel said.

"But Camilton will always get my help. I'm by your side.”

What does this mean?

After a moment of contemplation, Henry got the answer.

'It's not too late to think about it later.’

Later, it meant that once the situation had taken place, we could exchange stories with each other.

"……Thank you. Thanks to you, I know what I'm going to do now."

I put my judgment back a little.

Henry first decided to do what he had to do at this moment.

[Check the information.]

With anxiety about the wizard's intentions, he captured information provided by the wizard in his eyes.

[Ossland - Guardian Dragon]

[Ballaran-Caron]

[Falcon - Blue Spirit]

[Stormlake - Lord Thunder]

……

The 10 million won information contained enemies that had to be stopped.

The million won information contained the order.

It was a plan that was suitable for electricity that could be used. The plan is to prevent anyone in this land from sharing the power of God if they just follow it.

"I'll follow you."

"Yes."

Dragon guaranteed Henry's judgment was not wrong.

Looking down at Camilton's seal, Henry paged everyone, including Cuelay.

"Is it finally work? Where is it this time?”

"The damn human little boy. I thought you were using me purely on your own.Liver……."

"Now, now, let's get this over with. Oh, and a young driver. I think I've fulfilled my promise with Camilton by the end of the day. Is that right?"

"How did I end up here?”

Each one's reaction flowed out. Muspel watched them quietly, and in the meantime Henry explained what to do.

Someone nodded with a hint of discontent, with the intention of finishing it up in a hurry.

And soon.

Henry and Muspel are the only ones left in the wasteland mansion.

I didn't know it would seem so natural to skip space.’

Perhaps Falcon's wizards would have flipped their eyes.

However, because they were such people, they were able to attack the enemy at the national level without hesitatingly.

"You're not going?"

"I have to go to Guyan."

"Gyan? Do you want me to move it?”

There is no reason to refuse. Nodding his head, Henry asked what he was curious about.

"How long will it take them to finish everything?"

The first task of the wizard's mission.

The question was how much time would it take to stop all the rituals of the land's downlands?

I thought it was ridiculous, but Dragon thought about it for a while, and he gave a clear answer.

"30 days will do."

BJ Swordmaster

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