Published at 26th of June 2021 2:30 pm

Chapter 133: A Maverick General Cannot Live Long (2)

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“What… What is that?”

‘The source of the sound’ was soon revealed.

Ian murmured upon taking an initial look at it.

It was truly as they would express it as.

What could that object be?

“… A ship?”

A ship, it was certainly a shape of a ship. However, a few deviations were found on it as well.

The very first thing, for sure, was the fact that it was flying in the sky, rather than moving on the waters. Some rotating objects, which were used to support its flight, were visible on several locations. That was the source of the earsplitting sound that reverberated throughout the entire mountain range.

[A-! A-! Mic Test. One! Two! Three!]

From the flying ship, there came a voice from the deck. It was an amplified voice of a middle aged man. It was also a very familiar voice to Ian and the masters.

“Siramm……?”

“Siramm?”

“What did that tech geek bastard do this time?”

It was a new master piece of Siramm, the engineer.

It has just been revealed for the entire world to see.

[Wow, Not sure what it is, still……]

Siramm’s tone of voice was different than from his usual manner.

It was as if he was in a heightened state with some anticipation.

The seething sense of excitement could not be hidden either.

[Such a big crowd?]

The ship approached closer and closer. At the same time, the true size of the ship became apparent. Just by the sheer size of it, it seemed to have more than ample space to carry many hundreds of people. However, it was not certain whether it could possibly fly or not.

[I’d like to first introduce to you, ladies……Uh?]

As Siramm was going to continue to speak, a partial contingent group of gargoyles began to fly. It was to launch an attack on the unidentified flying object that has just appeared in the sky. Although it was just a small part of the gargoyle’s numbers, the headcount was innumerable.

[That must be what’s known as the gargoyle bunch or some bastards?]

The act of launching an attack against him was seen as being ridiculous. Although he was speaking quietly, thanks to the amplifier, even that small voice was heard all around the mountain range.

[Well, I do have a small present for the tiger moths to taste.]

Siramm released the rudder. Then he began to touch equipment, over here and there, in the vicinity of the cockpit. What the heck was he up to? The answer was soon revealed. From the sides of the ship, numerous objects sprang out like mushrooms. Every one of them was in the shape of a long ‘cylinder’.

[Flying Artillery Ship, ‘Dragon Heart!’ Ready to fire!]

‘Dragon Heart’, the flying artillery ship. As the name described it, the dragon heart has been researched, and using the mana supplied by the dragon heart as the energy source for its propulsion, Siramm’s ‘unique master piece’ began to shoot out flames as if it had become angry.

Kwakwang! Kwang! Kwaaang! Kwang! Kwaaaang-!

The expression ‘The flying artillery ship’ was truly more appropriate than the name, dragon heart. Without mercy, it began to annihilate the flying dragons as they attacked. It was the ‘flying artillery ship of dreams’ which was made possible only by the high powered and unlimited mana which was in the heart of the dragon.

[Kha-haha!]

He has changed from being one who everyone thought to be a quiet mild mannered person. With the shelling, he even broke out into a loud crazy laughter. It was the out-bursting moment of his natural self.

[Right. That is who he was. I remember now.]

Bertholdo, the tailor, murmured shaking his head.

[But where did he make that massive thing? He couldn’t have made it all by himself…]

The carpenter Zerbio’s suspicion had its merits.

[This is why I don’t like him! He stands out alone! Alone!]

Halia, the blacksmith, who used to talk down on Siramm as a ‘technical geek’, also said without much thought. Of course, it was hard to give it much weight based on any merits though.

[Wow…!]

Cleven, the little sculptor, was just overcome with awe. Even his two eyes were twinkling brightly. On the other hand, it was the most appropriate reaction. A ship that flies around, in the sky. It would simply be nothing, but amazing to him, of course.

[Really……]

The general response from the blacksmiths was about the same as well. If any consistent aspect was there then it was…

[A crazy person has made a crazy thing.]

Even Ian concurred with that opinion. Oliver, who was watching all this, also concurred. Helenelia and the fairy clan also concurred. It was obvious based on just hearing that crazy laughter. Ultimately, the fact was that his head was not all together intact.

Kwwang! Kwang! Kwa-kwa-kwang! Kwang-!

[Ahahahahah-!]

However, unlike that of the laughter of the engineer Siramm, that enormous shelling power has greatly helped the battle. Its fire power alone was sufficiently awesome, and the sudden appearance and the strategic position of being in the sky were truly superb. It was sufficient to overturn the situation favorably from being unfavorable.

“Now. Everyone, get on board!”

Ian shouted to everyone. Almost everyone was able to fly, but if one was unable to or injured, they were all placed on the back of the dra-dragon. It was the same for Ian.

“We have to get out of the mountain range.”

[What? Already? I still have more features to show off……]

“It worked this much because it was a surprise attack. Do you not see their headcount? If those bastards consciously attack at once, then this ship, it will crash to the ground right away. You do not want that, do you?”

[Hmmm……]

Siramm’s madness faded with Ian’s words. There was no more crazy laughter, nor the strange chant. He even put away the amplifier into a corner.

“Got it. Let’s just get out of here first.”

Siramm’s voice which did not pass through the amplifier. It soon returned to its original tone. Rather than the voice having been returned, it would be more appropriate to describe it as having been changed.

“Just hold on tightly to anything!”

Siramm again took control of the flying ship’s rudder. He also expertly took control over the various control apparatuses which were around it. Even though the shelling has not stopped, the ship’s head turned. It was so that the ship could move forward after changing its direction.

Kookookookookoo-!

The spinning objects, located at various areas of the flying artillery ship, gathered the propulsion powers. Although the basis of the flying was the ‘artification’ of the ship itself with fly spell, it also required some supplementary propulsion power.

“I’ll show you what speed is!”

The madness which had been briefly faded.

That laughter began to emerge once again.

It was as if a ‘mad speedster’ has shown up following a ‘mad bomber’.

“OK, let’s go!”

The flying ship began to move with incredible speed. Although it wasn’t at the level of Ian’s, its speed of flying was impressive. Notably, it was faster than the time when Ian flew around wearing Mitchell Greenriver’s robe. Even the flying speed of the fairy queen or the dra-dragon couldn’t be compared to it.

‘We’ll be in trouble if they continue their pursuit.’

Ian’s concerns grew deeper. It was because the gargoyles did not stop pursuing them. The difference in speed was great though. The only concern was that those monsters might just come out in to the world. If civilian casualties were to occur then a new response must be found.

Zzzzznnnnnngggg-!

At that moment, Ian’s concerns came to a halt. A spherical magic shield was spreading all over, encapsulating the mountain range. The ‘impenetrable shield’ was being triggered after sensing that the gargoyles were approaching the Soffit Mountain Range’s border lines.

‘That’s a relief.’

Ian’s guess did not disappoint him. As these monsters were under the control of the dragon race, there would be some sort of a safeguard. Based on the experience that Ian had with the dragon entity, the spirit of Reseese Rajendu, he looked upon the humans as beings that were below them, yet worthy of being protected.

(Kwaaaaaaa-!)

The gargoyles were attacked by the strong impenetrable shield. The bastards plunged to the ground without any resistance. It was thanks to he help of an unfathomable creation of Siramm that the escape was successful. However-

‘I guess I’m the one who is in trouble.’

Ian was burdened with homework. He still could not feel even a tiny bit of mana. Even though he believed that he had obtained more information than he thought possible with the day’s operation, what he has lost in return seemed enormous.

‘Can’t even get back into that space either……’

There was only one immediate solution. That was, the spirit of ‘Reseese Rajendu’. The only possible thing was to inquire for a solution from him.

* * *

(What was that sudden conundrum?)

(O, leader of the clan. It was nothing. The head of the gargoyles, it was because he made a great mistake……)

The purple dimensionless space.

The voices of two dragons permeated throughout.

Even though it was a quiet conversation, their voices rang out loudly.

(Tell me the details.)

The ‘true physical self’ of ‘Reseese Rajendu’, the red dragon, which was the leader of every dragon clan, the entity that causes mana wave from the top center of the purple sphere, spoke. That voice was even deeper than its spirit’s. Was it because it has lived much longer?

(‘That entity’ has come to visit, they said. After having investigated it myself, I found that he was a completely different person. I sent him back appropriately, so I believe he should be taken care of by now.)

The dragon placed ‘power prohibition’ on Ian’s mana heart. ‘Herpi Dotos’ who was of the same dragon race as Reseese Rajendu and the youngest gatekeeper was providing a detailed report.

(You’ve used power prohibition. Did the human use magic trickeries?)

(He did, rather a strong human, but he wasn’t even close to being worthy of a comparison to the entity. It was the physical aspects more than anything……)

(Good. I heard enough.)

(I’m sorry.)

The true physical self of Reseese Rajendu gave a short nod.

Then he focused his power back on to sustaining the sphere.

(You wouldn’t know his powers.)

(I have not had a direct contact, but I’ve familiarized myself based on what I’ve heard from many members of our race. There wouldn’t be any issues in recognizing……)

(No, it is not a matter of recognizing or distinguishing.)

Reseese Rajendu lowered his voice.

From that voice, fear was felt.

(If and when the time comes for you to recognize him, you would already be in the process of being ripped apart into bloody pieces.)

(…)

Herpi Dotos, the sentry, shut his mouth. Although he was young, he was still a dragon. It was a statement that could make a dent in his pride.

(You do not believe me.)

(No, that’s not it. How could I not believe the words of the leader of our race? It’s just that what I was thinking about was, I dare to say……)

There was also a point in the gatekeeper Herpi Dotos’ words. The power of the original sorcerer was well known from what he had heard.

Even while he was on the run from the pursuit, having been the target of a kill on sight order, wasn’t he the ‘little monster’ that killed almost half of the race? Only that the final result of that chase was none other than the ‘purple sphere’.

(I was just thinking whether or not he could have exercised such power as a spiritual entity rather than a true physical entity. Please believe me.)

The original sorcerer. That entity’s ‘true physical self’ was being confined inside the purple sphere. In order to maintain that seal, every surviving member of the race was contributing to sustaining the sphere. Was that all? They had selected the dimensionless space in order to escape from the world and the flow of time, and a lot of time has passed by since then. Of course, incredible amount of time was to be endured going forward as well.

(I know what you mean. It is also a logical question.)

Herpi Dotos’ countenance became more relaxed. He was scared stiff just a moment ago, believing that he had touched the nerve of his leader.

(Only.)

However, Reseese Rajendu was not finished.

(Do not harbor any ordinary opinion on the original sorcerer. This is not an advice, but rather an order as your leader, and also a guidance so you may live a long time.)

Reseese Rajendu did not necessarily explain how great a being that original sorcerer was. Instead, the ‘order’ to not harbor any ordinary opinion on him said it all.)

A being that ordinary opinions did not apply to.

It was the expression that was used even before the original sorcerer and the dragon race took on the confrontational positions.

(I will abide by your order.)

The order was received. Certainly, the order did not simply get passed through into one ear and out to the other.

However, Herpi Doto still could not comprehend it. Those dragons which did not have the past generations’ experiences all held similar thoughts. They formed a singular unit based on pride and self-respect to the clan and wondered why they were being told to fear a mere human? It surely was a difficult thing to swallow.

(To ensure that his spirit cannot even come close, or even devise a plan to recover his true physical self. You dedicate yourself to the duty of a gatekeeper.)

The conversation of the two red dragons had ended. No more voices were heard. Once again, silence permeated throughout the space.

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