How the Shadow of the Marquis Lives

Chapter 56

“Go out!”

The break was only brief.

Xian and the students followed the mercenaries who packed their equipment and left.

And the search for the snowy mountain began.

Most of the areas have already been searched, and only a few remain.

The mercenary group’s goal was to search for and subdue the high orcs there.

“Aren’t there remains of ruins all over the place? It is said that Gryupane used to be one of the sacred places for mages. It’s a story so old that now only rubble remains.”

Compared to the highlands covered only by snow and ice, there are still quite a few coniferous forests and green areas up to the middle.

In between, the remains of a building built of stone were visible.

Pointing to that, Instructor Tail’s explanation continued.

Like a field trip, it seems that theory and history studies are not left out.

Of course, most of the students were listening with almost one ear.

To be honest, it was unreasonable to listen in this situation.

Isn’t it a situation where you don’t know when and where the high oak’s horn will resound.

Woo woo woo woo!

“come!”

Was it worthwhile to be nervous? As soon as the sound was heard, the students were able to react immediately.

As if he would not be subjected to a surprise attack like the one before, he took up his weapon.

however.

“You guys are screwed!”

“Don’t interrupt and watch!”

The mercenaries shouted wildly and pushed the students back.

The students are hesitant at the powerful performance. In the meantime, the mercenaries were already facing the high orcs.

The students just went on a field trip in the back, guarding the group’s luggage.

‘The mercenary is a bit over thirty, and the high orcs are around that too.’

Xian observed their fight closely.

Compared to this side, which was embarrassed by a surprise attack of only 10 mercenaries earlier, the mercenaries were continuing an easy battle even though they had about the same number of heads.

Of course, the fact that only about 1/3 of the individuals riding white wolves played a role.

Perhaps if all thirty were riding wolves, the mercenaries would have struggled too.

‘Still, they definitely fight better than us.’

There is not much difference between swinging a sword and the output of magic itself.

However, differences in experience were emerging.

The mercenaries were effectively dealing with the Orcs, responding appropriately to the right place at the right time, as if they were skills developed in real battles.

“Wow… … .”

“People who live on real rice are different.”

Watching the battle of the mercenaries, the students’ eyes shone.

Most of the students are those who have learned their own advanced swordsmanship taught by their families or academies.

Even to them, the swords of the mercenaries had something special.

Their swordsmanship was only trained in actual combat. It had a sharpness unique to raw that cannot be seen in standard swordsmanship.

The same was true of the use of magic that pursued extreme efficiency.

‘Isak Blaten.’

In the meantime, Xian focused his gaze on Isaac.

He stood at the forefront of the mercenaries and wielded a sword.

It’s easy to imagine an image of a commander only giving orders from behind, but that’s not necessarily the case.

If there were such commanders of the Jijang-type, there would also be commanders of the Maengjang-type who would raise the morale of their allies in the vanguard.

Isaac was the latter.

Chew!

The last high orc dies on his sword. The blood that spewed from the orc’s throat soaked Isaac’s sword.

The white sword body had sucked blood and turned completely red.

however.

‘Unfortunately, he doesn’t seem to have any intention of using Aura.’

The scene Xian wanted did not come out.

Isaac Blatten. An outstanding swordsman who has reached the master level.

What he looked forward to the most in this field trip was to see and learn about his sword.

He, too, is a body that wants to walk the path of a master. It was natural to want to see the appearance of the senior who went ahead.

However, it seems that only 30 high orcs cannot extract his aura.

“Clean up and leave right away!”

The battlefield was cleaned up with a short break.

Students were also involved in this.

It wasn’t that there weren’t any students who complained that they were only doing chores, but in general, the arrangements were completed without any complaints.

There were several battles around the mountain like that.

In less than half a day, the number of High Orcs subdued by the Blaten Mercenaries easily exceeded 100.

The sun sets slowly.

The last battle before the mercenaries return to their garrison.

There, Xian could see Isaac’s sword.

“You’re bothering me.”

High orcs throwing hatchets and stones from over the cliff.

This side’s magic can reach it too, but that wasn’t enough. The Blaten Mercenary Corps was a mercenary group with more swordsmen than wizards.

“Cucka!”

“Karak! card!”

Even if their arms were thick, they were high orcs the size of a normal person’s thigh.

The axes and stones they threw were not something that could be dismissed as child’s play.

Fierce projectiles that will incur serious injuries if hit.

In front of it, Isaac was seated.

Of course, the attacks were focused on him, but the subtle aura that flowed around him was turning all the projectiles into powder.

‘Come.’

Xian looked at him. To be precise, the red aura he emits.

The energy gathered in Isaac’s sword and condensed like a well-forged blade.

It was different from Xi’an’s messy aura.

A more efficient, zero-waste form.

It was proof that Isaac’s aura management was superior to Xian’s.

However, that condensed aura is not the mark of a master.

That level seemed to be natural if it was the highest level of high night. Tail Instructor can do it too.

The Master’s proof was different.

‘Image world.’

They are the ones who go beyond simply using swords and take their first steps into the world of images.

Those who began to walk the path of seeking to reach the High Master, the existence that embodies the world of images.

In fact, the name of the world of images was defined by the Five Great Magic Towers, and originally, there are various names to call it.

Some call it a ‘swear’, others call it a ‘long-cherished wish’. Some define it as a ‘mission’.

neither one is correct. If there are hundreds of millions of people, there are hundreds of millions of images.

The form it had was bound to reach hundreds of millions.

Isaac called it his ‘road’.

[You wet your throat with the blood of your enemies. ]

It was just one phrase.

As if an enemy like this didn’t need anything more.

His aura changed like that of a blood-craving beast, or like a seeker walking the path.

Contradictory impression. However, they had one thing in common in that the enemy had no mercy.

Kwakwagwagwagwang!

The cliff on the other side of the explosion collapsed magnificently.

A sword that was just swung without any special skills, just wrapped in an aura.

The rocky cliffs, which had been solidly frozen, were turned into powder and blown away. Of course, the same goes for all the enemies standing on it.

The white cliffs were instantly stained with blood.

“Hwiyu~ After all, the captain is stronger when we are not around.”

Dunas, who was next to him, whistled and made a joke.

Isaac’s aura, ‘Blood Kirin’, was too broad and cruel for a subject that couldn’t distinguish between friends and family.

At this point, the energy was only projected far away, so if you raise the aura in earnest and use the sword, you won’t be able to look around.

“Nonsense.”

However, his aura, which Dunas only envied, was, ironically, his greatest concern.

He thought that being able to properly control the ‘Blood Kirin’ would be the way to become a High Master.

sereung.

He put down his sword and turned back.

The subordinate mercenaries, who look at us as our captain, and the students who are speechless at the master’s aura for the first time.

Isaac spoke briefly.

“Go back.”

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Just before leaving the place, Xian turned his head to see the marks left on the cliff on the other side.

Isaac’s ‘way’. If you want to rise to the level of a master, something you must find yourself someday.

Oh, blood giraffe.

That was deeply engraved in Xian’s eyes.

* * *

that evening.

The students were on duty for dinner. In addition to their own food, they had to make meals for the mercenaries.

The ingredients were not lacking because the mercenaries provided them.

“good. Then divide the number of people, with the kids who will pick up the firewood, the kids who will prepare the ingredients, the kids who will cook, and then… … .”

In the class, the number of students was appropriately distributed around the loudest students.

Xian is in charge of firewood.

He went into the woods with a pensive look on his face.

Isaac’s aura he had seen during the day kept popping up in his mind.

“Then I’ll take care of cooking.”

“Ugh, ugh.”

On the other hand, Ergé won the cooking class. Of course, I am not alone, there are several others.

In the meantime, Ergé shrugged as if he was not confident.

It’s not that I can’t cook at all, but I’m not that good either.

However, the level of ‘I can do it a little’ is the best level among students, so I was selected as a cooking class.

Except for her, most of them had cooks in their families.

“Erge, what should I do?”

“We’ve made pancakes once or twice, but it’s our first time cooking… … .”

“Okay, let’s get the pot first. Simple bread and soup will do.”

Very rarely, Ergé was in a position to give instructions.

Perhaps because the students were relying on her, the magic of concealment prevented her from being forgotten.

Feeling a bit fortunate about that fact, but still burdened by the burden of cooking dozens of people, she set to work.

Even so, the only cooking I could do at the campsite was making soup.

“Um… … What would this be enough for?”

After a while, she poured the finished soup into a bowl and took a sip, tilting her head.

To be honest, I can’t say it’s very tasty, but this was the best.

The liver was also right.

“Do you think you’re okay?”

“You can’t even ask for high-end cuisine in a place like this. Where is the hot food?”

The students of the other cooking class seemed to agree.

They went to prepare the bread and beef jerky, and Hergé stayed by the fire to finish the soup.

At that time, Xian poured the firewood he had brought from the forest beside the fire.

“Ah, Xian. You’ve been through a lot.”

“you also.”

Responding briefly to Ergé’s words, Xian looked at the pot for a while.

By the time a questionable light appeared in her eyes, Xian approached the pot.

Then, taking the bowl from Ergé’s hand, he opened the soup and tasted it slightly.

“ah.”

Seeing Xian putting her mouth to the bowl, Ergé’s face turned slightly red.

This is the bowl I just used to taste it.

On the contrary, Xian’s face was slightly hardened.

No, it would be more accurate to say that it was a thoughtful expression rather than a hardened one.

He went back into the woods without a word.

Then, after a while, he picked up a bunch of dull-looking mushrooms and brought them back.

“draft?”

Beside Ergé, who was puzzled, he shredded the mushrooms and poured them into the soup.

Then, he took a little bit from the condiment container next to him, sprinkled it on, and stirred it with a ladle.

Then I tasted it again.

“hmm.”

His expression brightened even more than before.

He scooped the same into a bowl and handed it to Erze.

Ergé, who hesitantly brought it to his mouth, soon opened his eyes wide.

“it’s good… … .”

It’s much more delicious than before.

While the rich mushroom scent was emphasized, the taste of the existing ingredients was not spoiled at all.

It didn’t compare to the specialty food served in restaurants, but at least it didn’t taste like one at a campsite like this.

“what is this! It’s so delicious!”

“Students are quite good at cooking, aren’t they? Who made it?”

“Can I open an inn right now?”

“nice! I want wine! Where’s the drink?”

That evening, Zoriban received rave reviews.

The mercenaries as well as other classmates did not spare their praise. He said he didn’t know that he could taste this kind of soup in such a rough area.

The students in the cooking class tilted their heads, not knowing why.

Ergé was the only one who knew the truth, but she was swept away by this frenzied atmosphere and was just a parent.

The atmosphere of the mercenaries and students became more relaxed with delicious food.

Xian was eating in one corner.

‘It’s okay.’

With a satisfied expression on her face, she tore the bread and dipped it into the soup.

After such a heartwarming evening, several days passed.

“Now we’re going to hit their fort at the top of the mountain.”

That day, Isaac called everyone in the garrison together from the morning.

The final step in the attack on Gryupane. Hitting the stronghold of the high orcs.

He looked at the students and talked.

“You guys have to defend this garrison.”

I meant not to follow you.