Chapter 205 : Chapter 205
Chapter 205 - I Interfere, You Interfere
The Clone Son perched on a high tree.
He leaned his back against the trunk, hooked his feet on a branch, and looked down.
The neutral zone, which was much warmer than the East and had a vibrant natural atmosphere, cleared his head just by staying still.
Therefore, weren't those thirty mages below on a picnic?
However, it seemed it wasn't an ordinary picnic, as they came wearing voluminous robes instead of bringing lunch baskets and fruit.
Whirrrrrrrr—
At the same time, they began to emit mana enough to flutter their sleeves and connect with each other.
"Are they making a barrier first? The preparation is very thorough. Unlike Sein."
It seemed they had learned much from their previous mistake. Furthermore, since they had come right under the enemy's chin without anyone knowing, they were preparing a powerful blow.
After the thirty mages set up a thick curtain called a barrier, they would proceed with their original purpose inside.
"Yes. Do your best."
The Clone Son did not jump in or call his blood relatives to interfere. He just sat on the tree and ate an apple he had brought. There was no need for him to move in a hurry. They were the ones who had come to someone else's house, and they were the ones who should be hurried, so they had to work without rest.
Look at them even now. Thirty people were sweating and struggling to build two large-scale barriers. He didn't know for sure, but the inside of those robes must have already become damp.
"Right now, they are laying the foundation for a tower built with effort. They haven't even laid the first stone to build the tower."
When pulling down a tower, and a tower built by others at that, the most interesting moment is just before its completion.
This is a fact that everyone, regardless of East, West, South, or North, would agree upon.
The tower being built before his eyes was only just beginning its foundation. There was nothing to pull down, and even if it were broken, the ripple would not be large.
"I should watch a bit longer."
The Clone Son, who dropped the apple core down the tree, brushed his hands.
"Try hard to build it. I don't know how high you'll build it, but do your best."
That way, there would be fun in pulling it down. The Clone Son smiled quietly among the branches and leaves.
Around the time he had spent the day there, the mana of the thirty mages could no longer be felt. As more time passed, they couldn't even be seen. The barrier was completed. It was a sort of signal for him.
"I should start moving now."
He stood up after having stayed still on the branch as if he were dead for a long time. Having watched them all day, he could tell the location of the mages even if they hid it. To hide the tower, they set up a veil and disguised it as an ordinary forest, but the tower being built little by little was all visible.
"I have my own work to do, so I can't let you complete the tower too quickly either."
The tower being completed was currently the best move Wisdom had. They wouldn't try to give up even if the work became a bit difficult. That's why they were working through the night like that.
However, their tower must not succeed faster than the Youngest Son’s delegation plan.
The moment the delegation plan succeeds, Wisdom's land route is cut off, and instead, Millesdusk's land route is completed.
By interfering a little, he would delay it as much as possible and then pull down the tower just before it was completed.
After that, the Millesdusk blood relatives would immediately move and push up to the West. It was the so-called transition from defense to offense.
"Until then, I'll have to play with you once a day."
The Clone Son opened his spatial artifact beneath the tree.
Some undead he had received from the original just before parting would buy time.
He wouldn't send many either. Just one a day. Just enough for them to mistakenly think it was a creature that had broken off from that harsh land of the East. Just enough to spend a day safely while cursing the fierce land of the East.
Slide—
A giant snake slid down from the spatial artifact. It moved without a sound, winding around the branches like a python crossing a wall.
"Go inside the barrier and surprise them."
As it pushed into the barrier, the Titan Serpent also vanished. It was the moment the mages encountered the monster.
The appearance of a monster that was hard to find in the neutral zone. Faces turned pale, wondering if it were a surprise attack from Millesdusk, were already being imagined.
Of course, it only ended in imagination, as he couldn't actually see the inside of the barrier.
The interior of the barrier was not visible. But soon, the mages would realize that the Titan Serpent was a local monster.
"Those guys are smart-fools."
Smart-fool, a word Eastern sorcerers always use when insulting Western mages. They did not know how to distinguish between the monsters of the East and the undead used by sorcerers. If there were no sorcerer with the same mana wave as the undead's mana wave, it was not a servant undead.
"I won't kill you, so don't tremble too much and fight well."
He controlled the Titan Serpent from atop the tree. There wasn't much to see, but it just moved in large movements and didn't even use its poisonous breath. It just swung its giant tail for all to see. Even so, its size was so large that someone would get hit. Look at that.
Thud—!
One mage hit by the tail rolled out of the barrier. Then he crawled and jumped back in.
"How diligent."
The Clone Son offered a bored cheer. About thirty minutes passed like that, and the connection with the Titan Serpent was severed. It was the end of today's monster wave. He stepped down from the tree and touched the ground.
"Well then, sleep well and see you tomorrow."
The Clone Son, who climbed onto a Griffin, left the scene, leaving behind a notice that no one heard. From now on, this place he would visit every day would be stained with the sweat of thirty people.
There was no blood in between. It would be a big problem if they were to get hurt while they had to build the tower. The workers from abroad continued their unscheduled night work without a foreman.
***
The Forest Witch began her work with the specimen of the sick person the Head Maid had brought. The cloth, stained with the cough of the sick person, was in fact no different from a mass of germs. It was essential to work quickly before they vanished. But when she received it from the Head Maid, it was crumpled for some reason, as if it had been used. When she asked if it had already been used somewhere...
"I used it on the prisoner. I don't know what it is, but it seemed to be an illness with a severe cough that kept him from sleeping. Our torture must continue even when we are resting."
—was the answer that came back. It was a demonic answer, but it didn't matter as long as the target wasn't her. Anyway.
Inside the room, she used trees to shape a temporary clinic.
The thick tree trunk, firmly rooted to the floor, spread thin and thick branches to seize the room.
Vines were hung, and insects with lights attached to their tails flocked to become a beautiful light source.
The state of the room had completely changed only a few days after it was given to her. The owner of the house would likely faint if they saw it.
She didn't care, so she hung the pot she had brought when she came.
The fire was replaced by the First Blue Flame she had drunk and mixed with her mana.
"This one thing is truly convenient."
Normally, she had to carry around tools suitable for starting a fire as there was no proper way to do so.
It was easy to forget them and quite a nuisance, but with this potion, she didn't have to worry about that. Controlling the temperature was much easier and more free, resulting in a better product.
She put the Second Blue Flame she had brought into the pot and boiled it again.
Although it was already a finished product, the temperature that had gradually decreased on the way affected the work.
Bubble— Bubble—
Blue potion bubbled up. She stopped the Blue Flame under the pot and filled a bottle with only a certain amount.
The bottle, the size of a fist, was the minimum amount to burn something inside. Inside, she stuffed the cloth stained with the sick person's secretions.
She shook it well so that the essence soaked inside would mix with the solution. It was hot as it had just boiled, so she held it with her sleeve and shook it gently. After shaking it for about a minute, it was finished.
"Here it is, President."
She brought the finished product to her president. To that, the president had a face that looked quite surprised instead of an answer.
"Do you know that our delegation cannot meet each other unless it is at the dinner table?"
"So that was it. I just stayed still because I prefer being alone. Anyway, take it."
"Good job. Be careful on your way back."
"Yeah. I will."
The Forest Witch, who had come openly, also left openly. The Second Blue Flame, which contained the cloth, played on the pale hand of the Youngest Son. Now, for this to show its use, he had to speak the answer in the upcoming meeting with the Emperor.
As expected, now that Wisdom had also initiated its actions, the Empire side also had to take action. Everyone knew it, and as time passed, the dinner hour arrived. The dinner, which was in fact no different from a daily meeting, began today as well with the Head Maid's report.
"There has been progress in the interrogation of the prisoner."
"That was fast."
"Yes. As he appeared, he was not a person with a firm resolve."
Since two Grade 1 Agents of the family were on him, she wondered if even someone with a firm resolve would last long.
"But it is not yet the level you want, Young Son. It seems Wisdom did not even think of Tolan as a lizard's tail."
"Was there no cooperation at all between them?"
"It seems so. In fact, if it hadn't been for Lord Kairos, Miss Josephine would have been captured just as she was."
"It wasn't that difficult."
Josephine bowed her head with her ears flushed as if she were ashamed.
"I am sorry for being weak..."
The Youngest Son smiled.
"Isn't the fact that Wisdom is trying so hard to get rid of you despite being weak something to be proud of in its own right? You don't have to be sorry."
"Y-yeah."
"So, Head Maid. What is the progress you mentioned?"
"We didn't find the location of the rest of Wisdom, but we found out the last contact point. Kang Yu went there."
The knife the Youngest Son was using to cut his steak stopped.
"When did he leave?"
The Head Maid, who also stopped her hands, answered after thinking for a moment.
"Five hours ago."
"Is it a place far enough to take five hours?"
"...No. He said it was a library near the south gate."
Slide—
The Head Maid and the Youngest Son stood up at the same time, putting down their utensils.
"I should go."
"Please stay here, Young Son. I will go."
"In a situation where we don't know what happened to one Grade 1 Agent, having one more go won't change much."
I spread the bone marrow behind my back. Through the Path of the Beast, I created a heart and covered it with a skeleton soldier to create a clone. It was a much lower quality than the clone currently at the boundary. But its appearance was identical.
"Until I return, this fellow is me."
I laid the clone on the bed and pulled the blanket up to its neck.
"Are you planning to go yourself?"
"That is the most certain way."
"Master. I will follow."
The Youngest Son shook his head.
"Since you two returned late, David has been checking our rooms frequently. I am the one who can go with the least trouble."
Slide—
I pushed the window to the left and right and hooked one foot on the window frame.
The gaze of the delegation was fixed on my back.
"I will be back before sunrise. Do not look at me as if this is the last time."
With those words, the Youngest Son leapt down. But getting out of the Imperial Palace was as difficult as getting in.
It was natural, as I had to pierce through the mist zone. If the Grade 1 Agents passed through these obstacles through spirit form, the Youngest Son walked a different path.