< Chapter 22 - The Wind of Snow #2 >
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The momentum of the fire was terrifying.
Heat filled the sky, and the great flames that erupted seemed to reach several meters in height.
“Mr. Madga!”
“We have to run away!”
The warriors of the Angry Horn Tribe were running around in confusion, each shouting.
It was only natural. The flames were coming in like a tidal wave.
“You damn snow bastards! You’ve gone completely crazy!”
A chemical plant in a place like this.
Are you saying that we should die together?!
But anyway, the flame had already started to burn. Madga gave an urgent order.
“Retreat! Leave the battlefield!”
There was no need to wait any longer as Madga gave the order. The warriors of the Angry Horn Tribe began to run like madmen, like beasts avoiding a forest fire, and Madga also began to run, strengthening his strength with sorcery.
And the flames followed closely behind the warriors of the Angry Horn Tribe.
“The wind?!”
A wind blowing hard.
Those that had been blowing from south to north just now changed direction towards the fleeing Angry Horn Tribe.
Natural fires also began to follow the wind.
“Eww!”
Cordelia raised both arms high, making a sound more like a dying cry than a scream, and the golden symbol on her left arm glowed brightly.
“It’s hard! It’s hard, I’m going to die!”
It was much more difficult than controlling a whirlwind in a calm zone.
Because they had to control the flames that spread widely across a large field, the amount of wind they had to deal with was much greater.
“Ugh!”
Cordelia’s two legs were shaking. She was so tired that she was on the verge of tears. Uther quickly poured a mana potion and put it in Cordelia’s mouth.
“Ugh, ugh.”
“Cheer up! If you do something wrong, we’ll all die!”
“Mugh! Mug!”
Cordelia couldn’t swear because she was too busy drinking the mana potion, but you could tell what she was trying to say just by looking at her eyes.
But as Uther said, if we couldn’t control the fire, we could really end up dying together.
Cordelia concentrated and concentrated.
And then there were helping hands for Cordelia.
“The Shamans of the Gounnunwind Tribe!”
Yuder shouted, looking towards the castle walls.
Just as the Great Storm is a wild god of the wind as its name suggests, the Good Snow Wind is also a wild god who controls the wind.
A strong wind blew as two ornately adorned sorcerers chanted a spell on the castle wall.
By controlling the wind in the same direction as Cordelia, it became much easier to control the fire.
“As expected! Just as I thought!”
Uther, who had been expecting help from the Gounnunbaram tribe, cheered, and Cordelia once again showed her strength, determined to hit Uther in the back later.
“Go!”
A controlled fire turned into a conflagration that engulfed the Raging Horn tribe.
Because the flames were so widespread, many were unable to escape and were caught in the flames, and the toxic smoke also slowed the warriors’ steps.
“Eww!”
“Mr. Madga!”
Even the mightiest warriors of the Angry Horn Tribe could not control the flames.
Madgar let out a roar amidst the howling warriors and raised his skull staff high.
“Pour down! Pour down! Rain! Tears of the sky!”
Before he became an intermediate mine, he was Madga, a powerful sorcerer of the Angry Horn Tribe.
As I poured out a huge amount of magical power, almost to the point of wasting it, a response came from the heavens.
Swaaaah-!
Rain poured down from the sky.
It wasn’t enough to cover the entire field, but it was enough to focus the fire.
The fire began to die down.
But it hasn’t completely died down yet.
Madga, who had consumed a huge amount of magical power at once, shouted in a weary voice.
“Retreat! Retreat!”
Although it was a short period of time, the damage caused by the fire was extensive.
Moreover, Madga himself had squandered all his magical power, so he had to step back and reorganize.
“Retreat!”
“Get out!”
A few warriors from the Angry Horn tribe led the warriors with flags, and the warriors, who were a mess from the flames, smoke, and heavy rain, hurriedly left the basin.
About ten minutes like that.
The rain stopped, the flames died down, and the warriors of the Angry Horn Tribe fled.
“Okay, as planned.”
Uther laughed heartily, and Cordelia fell to the floor with a thud.
“Ugh··· gasp······.”
It was really, really hard. I didn’t have the strength to stand up.
Uther said after carrying Cordelia on his back with great skill.
“You worked hard, Gold. As expected from Gold. I’m happy because I’m Silver.”
Because the protection of the wind was only available on the golden pattern.
In the meantime, Cordelia was strangling Yuder’s neck with all her might, and Yuder was walking away, groaning.
The destination was, of course, the castle walls of Gounnunbaram.
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“What the hell are you doing! Are you trying to kill us all?!”
It was nice that the gate opened as soon as we approached the wall, but not after that.
Because one of the sorcerers who helped Cordelia blow the wind was angry.
That was actually true.
If the fire had spread to the basin, the walls and the ramparts would have been burned to death for no reason.
“Stop it, Gounnun. It was a reckless act, but thanks to it, didn’t they retreat?”
“But, brother!”
“It’s not that you’re wrong. But let’s put it off for now. There are more urgent matters.”
As the black-haired sorcerer with the blue feather on his head spoke in a reassuring tone, the blue-haired sorcerer with the red feather closed his mouth with a look of discontent.
The blue-feathered sorcerer turned to Uther and Cordelia and said:
“It is a pleasure to meet you, warriors of the great storm. I am Clear Eyes, who serves the Lord Gounnunbaram, and this is my younger brother, Gounnun.”
Although Cordelia did not know the language of the barbarians, she could understand what they were saying.
‘Are you introducing yourself?’
‘uh.’
Yuder nodded and responded in his immature barbarian language.
“Hello. I am Uther. This is Cordelia. We have come to help our Lord, the Beautiful Snow Wind. The Great Storm, the Rough Snow Avalanche, sent us.”
Each tribe living in the wild lands had slightly different bloodlines, but unlike the Great Storm tribe, which was of Winter Elf blood, the Snowwind tribe was of ancient dwarven bloodlines.
Because of this, there were many people with relatively short stature and stocky physiques, and the same was true for the sorcerers Clear Eyes and Pretty Eyes.
“Well, indeed. Lord Kounnunbaram wants to see you. Follow me.”
It was the clear-eyed who had witnessed Cordelia use the power of the Great Storm. With the promise of the beautiful snow wind, it was obvious that Uder and Cordelia were from the Kingdom of Cailun, but they were not particularly wary or suspicious.
“Okay, I’ll follow.”
Uther answered right away and conveyed his intentions to Cordelia, then followed behind Clear Eyes.
‘It’s a small town.’
Looking around, avoiding the gaze of the kind-eyed people with bulging expressions, I could roughly guess the size of the village and its population.
‘The population is about 300 to 400?’
The interior of the basin where the lake was was mostly farmland, but the area where people actually lived was not that large.
‘Everyone is tired.’
After several days of fighting, everyone, regardless of age or gender, was exhausted.
If it weren’t for the intervention of Uther and Cordelia, the Angry Rhino tribe would have trampled this village tonight.
“This way.”
Clear Eyes led Uther and Cordelia into the temple built in front of the lake.
It was a temple made of wood, and although it looked more like a small hut to Uther and Cordelia, it was still the largest building in the basin.
“My Lord, the Beautiful Wind, I have brought the warriors of the Great Storm.”
Inside the cleanly erased temple, there was a set of feet, and beyond them, a human silhouette could be seen.
As Clear Eyes bowed his head in front of his feet and spoke, a voice was heard from the other side.
“Thank you for your hard work. Let me in.”
It was an elegant voice that touched the hearts of those who listened.
Uther and Cordelia swallowed dryly and followed the clear-eyed hand beyond the steps.
“Hello, my dear Gounnunbaram.”
As Uther and Cordelia spoke together and showed their respect, the girl sitting there smiled brightly.
“Nice to meet you, I am Gounnunbaram.”
The appearance of the girl with white hair and large wings was reminiscent of an angel in a story.
But his white face was clearly showing signs of illness.
“Thank you for your help. Are you the ones sent by the Great Storm Brother?”
It was a beautiful snow wind that could communicate beyond language, as befitting a wild god.
Uther and Cordelia gave a brief summary of what had happened so far, and a look of sorrow spread across Gounnunbaram’s face.
“Collapsed an entire mountain… It’s terrifying to even imagine. Even though they’re a group of demons, they’re truly brutal.”
Cordelia coughed in vain, perhaps feeling her conscience pricked by Kounnunbaram’s words, but Uther spoke with a calm expression.
“The Lord of the Wild Snow Avalanche sent us because he was concerned that the Lord of the Wild Snow Wind would also be attacked. The demonic hordes have taken over the Angry Horn Tribe, and we must form an Eastern Alliance to counter them.”
“I know what you mean. I think we need to join forces to fight them too.”
Kounnunbaram, who clenched his fists tightly, leaned forward slightly and continued speaking.
“The demonic hordes have been harming the dragon vein. They’ve attacked the dragon vein with their evil powers, so I can’t use my powers properly either.”
That was the reason why Gounnunbaram’s face was so obviously sickly.
Madga was planning to attack the dragon veins to worsen the condition of the Gounnunbaram, and then subdue the tribes that could not rely on the wild gods through primitive fighting rather than magical fighting.
“Without the dragon vein, the wild land would lose its life. That’s why, even when there were conflicts between wild gods or tribes, no one harmed the dragon vein.”
This was one of the reasons why the rough avalanches and fine snow winds hit the dragon veins so easily.
In the first place, it was a wild land where the very idea of a dragon vein being attacked had long since disappeared.
“The dragon vein is being pressed by something evil and powerful.”
Even among the wild gods, Gounnunbaram was a relatively strong being.
But because her strength was suppressed by the blow to the dragon vein, she was now just a small and weak girl.
‘If I go with this flow, I’ll get a quest to remove the object blocking the dragon vein, right?’
Cordelia’s guess was quite reasonable, but the gentle breeze told a different story.
“The warriors of the tribe have already tried several times, but the enemy’s defenses are strong. They have set up their base in a place that presses against the dragon vein, so a frontal assault is impossible.”
Infiltration was also ambiguous. Even if you somehow managed to release the dragon vein, getting out was the problem.
So what should we do?
Cordelia frowned as she tried to come up with a solution, but Uther just looked at the gentle snow wind.
I thought that if there had been no alternative in the first place, we wouldn’t have even brought up this story.
“I need the essence of the blue moon.”
Even for Yuder, who knew almost everything about Hero Chronicles 2, it was the first time he had heard of the name.
The gentle breeze continued to explain.
“Not far from here is a place called Moonlight Hill. The dew from the moonflowers that bloom there gathers and gathers to create the essence of moonlight, which is the essence of the blue moon.”
Just hearing it made it seem like it was something with extraordinary powers.
“Once a month, when the phantom moon rises, the essence of the blue moon reveals itself to receive the full moonlight.”
It talks about a time when two moons in the sky appear to be the same size.
According to Uther’s calculations, it was tomorrow.
“The essence of the blue moon is a sacred object that energizes the fields with its mere presence, so even animals do not approach the moonrise hill. They are afraid that they might harm the essence of the blue moon. However… now is not the time to worry about such things.”
I think I know the gist of the story.
“I guess you plan to regain your strength with the essence of the blue moon.”
“Yes, if it’s the essence of the blue moon, I’ll be able to use my power without the dragon vein. If I use that power to get rid of the evil thing that’s harming the dragon vein, I’ll be able to use my power without the essence of the blue moon this time.”
The sanctuary and the tribe had already been attacked. The Gounnunbaram had no intention of forgiving the group of demon followers who had attacked them.
“If they know this much about the dragon veins, then there is a high possibility that they also know about the essence of the blue moon. Warriors of the Great Storm, it is embarrassing to say this, but my children are very tired and injured from the continuous fighting, and I am in a hurry to protect this place. May I ask you for the essence of the blue moon?”
At the cautious question, Uther looked back at Cordelia, who nodded without thinking.
“We will bring you the essence of the blue moon.”
“Thank you very much. My blessings will be with you both.”
As the beautiful snow wind spoke with a bright smile, colorful patterns were added like decorations on top of the Great Storm pattern.
As it was a fine snow wind with suppressed power, there was no mystery in the pattern at the moment, but when the fine snow wind recovered its power, the protection would be activated.
“Clear Eyes will explain the details. If there’s anything you need, just let me know.”
“Whatever?”
“Yes, anything.”
“Okay, I will do that.”
After answering immediately, Uther and Cordelia left the temple without even giving the gentle wind a chance to wonder.
“Let’s talk with a clear conscience.”
“Because it’s to obtain the essence of the blue moon.”
In fact, the two of them were already almost out of food, not to mention mana potions. It was just at the right time that they needed to resupply, so they heard the perfect story.
“Did you have a good conversation?”
Just then, Clear Eyes approached and asked, and Uder and Cordelia nodded. They spoke at the same time as if they had made a promise.
“Please guide me to the armory.”
“Storage area. Please guide me.”
Clear-eyed, who felt a bit uneasy at the sight of the two people’s bright eyes, soon nodded.
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The prediction of the gentle snowstorm was not wrong.
Madgar, who had retreated to the main camp, looked at Belial’s secret weapon, the Spear of Corruption, which was pressuring the dragon vein, and thought.
‘The essence of the blue moon.’
Madga was originally a sorcerer from the wild lands.
Before meeting Haragen, she was called Blue Starlight and knew not only the fantasy moon but also the essence of the blue moon.
The original plan was to capture the Gounnunbaram and then leisurely collect the essence of the blue moon, but all plans were ruined by a large fire that broke out.
‘The gentle snow wind will surely try to take the essence of the blue eyes.’
However, it would not be possible to send many troops. There was not enough troops to defend the basin at the moment.
So, if you think about it normally, Madga himself didn’t need to send that many troops. Rather, it was right to pressure the Basin of the Wind of the Snow even more fiercely.
But Madgar thought differently.
‘Those who set fire.’
Who could it be?
Could it be that the gentle snow wind was sending troops to Yangdong?
That was not to be.
There were plenty of opportunities to light a fire before then.
Moreover, burning the fields was not something a wild god, especially a kind-hearted wild god like the gentle snow wind, could do.
‘The Death of Jarakul.’
The direction from which the fire first broke out was southwest – consistent with the direction of the avalanche mountain range.
It could have been a simple coincidence, but Madga trusted his instincts.
‘The pressure continues.’
Tomorrow morning, as soon as we finish our maintenance, we will head out to the main base again. We will attack the basin as our main force.
And Madga himself heads to Moonrise Hill.
By taking the essence of the blue moon, he tramples even the one and only possibility.
Madga nodded slowly.
He clasped his hands together in prayer before the Spear of Corruption, imbued with the power of Belial.
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“Let’s go right away.”
Cordelia, who was adding feather decorations to her rabbit ears headband, blinked at Uther’s words.
“Should I go in advance?”
“If it’s an unoccupied space, it would be advantageous to lay an ambush in advance.”
The essence of the blue moon would be revealed tomorrow, but that didn’t mean there was any need to set off tomorrow.
“The Angry Horn Tribe has now retreated to their base. Even if they are after the Blue Moon Essence as Gounnunbaram said… they will depart later than us. They are also further away geographically.”
“Are they really coming?”
“It would be better to assume that he’s coming.”
If you assume the worst and move forward, you will be safer.
“Ugh… Then I’m homeless again today.”
I finally came into the village.
Cordelia, with her shoulders slumped and her face down, didn’t become stubborn.
“Since we’ve already decided, let’s go quickly. If we go quickly, we’ll be able to make a bed quickly, and then we’ll be able to go to bed early. I’m going to die from overdoing it because of so-and-so.”
“I understand, Princess.”
After checking Cordelia’s condition once again, Uder immediately informed Clear Eyes of his intention to depart.
“Right now?”
“Right now. Hurry up.”
His clear eyes looked up at the sky that had darkened for a moment at Uder’s answer, but he didn’t really vomit.
“Gounko is a smart guy. He will take you all the way to Dalmaji Hill. May the protection of Gounnunbaram be with you.”
“May the protection of the great storm be with you.”
In response to Clear Eyes, Uther and Cordelia climbed onto a large stag named Gounko.
And that night, near midnight.
Arriving at Moonrise Hill, Uther and Cordelia were immediately amazed.
“That’s amazing.”
“Pretty.”
The sight of blue flowers on a hill covered in white snow was almost mystical.
Moonlight and starlight, and the white snow reflecting them.
Even though it was the middle of the night, it was relatively bright so he could see the surrounding area, and Yuder frowned at the sight of the moonrise hill, which was wider than he had expected.
‘The only good thing is that it’s a single-track road.’
Although Dalmaji Hill is called a hill, it is actually no different from a cliff.
The land, which was about 30 meters high, too low to be called a mountain but high enough to be called a hill, was a steep cliff that seemed to fall all along except for one side of the road leading up to it.
‘Is it best to block the road and hold out until the essence of the blue moon appears, then run away?’
So how do we block the road?
While Uther was thinking about this and that, Cordelia was looking at the moonflowers and soon started digging the ground. It was to make a place to sleep.
“Let’s sleep for now and think about tomorrow… why?”
Because Uther, who had been standing still and thinking, began to look intently at Cordelia herself – or more precisely, at the hole that Cordelia herself had dug.
“indeed.”
“What exactly?”
At Cordelia’s question, Uther smiled brightly, sat down close to her, and began to explain.
As always, it was a story that made Cordelia smile.
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