Noras was still puzzled by Han-Yeol’s actions, but this was none other than an absolute order from the great prophesied being, and Noras was merely following his orders.
‘I wonder why the Great One wants to keep this a secret...’
The Mountain Range of Beginnings bordered the elephant race’s territory, so their assistance would be a great help in many ways.
‘I’m sure he knows what he’s doing.’
Noras’s respect for Han-Yeol was akin to revering a god after discovering that he was the hero foretold in the prophecy. He praised Han-Yeol to the point that he thought even his smallest actions had meaning behind them.
[We’ve arrived. This is the place we’re currently using as a shelter,] Elkan said.
[Wow, you somehow made it after all?]
Noras marveled as he looked around the shelter.
The area was fairly remote, but the land was in far better shape than the canyons and caves where the dog and cat Bastrolings lived in their shelters.
[Welcome, lord. Who are these people?]
[Ah, these are our roe deer sorcerers and mercenaries they hired from a different dimension. They have come here to help us, the Light Faction.]
[Oh, aren’t they righteous!]
[Yes. They’re honored guests. Treat them with respect.]
[Yes, lord!]
Han-Yeol and his group were then assigned an area of the elephant race's shelter and were able to get some rest. They would meet the prophet early tomorrow morning.
‘I don’t really need to rest.’
If Han-Yeol hadn’t been suspicious of the elephant race, he would’ve continued on their way to the Mountain Range of Beginnings. However, his keen senses told him that something was going on with the elephant race, and he couldn't just let it slide.
‘There’s nothing more foolish than making things complicated in the future.’
If he was wrong, it was a good thing, but if Han-Yeol’s suspicions were correct, they could face dire consequences.
His group rested quietly in their assigned tents, filling their stomachs with the rations Han-Yeol provided.
“Um, Master?”
“Yeah, Tia.”
“I thought we were going to the Mounta...”
As soon as Tia was about to say the Mountain Range of Beginnings, Han-Yeol brought his index finger to his mouth and silenced her. Tia quickly understood and replaced the word with something more vague.
“I mean, that place?”
“Oh, I’m just suddenly a little tired.”
[A characteristic of the elephant race is their highly developed hearing. They can hear a typhoon thirty kilometers away and avoid it.]
‘Oh wow, that’s quite impressive.’
[I can’t trust them, and that’s why I can’t let them know where we’re headed.]
‘Hmm, but you said that Bastrolings from the Light Faction are stupidly naive.’
[But there are always exceptions.]
‘Ah ha.’
Tia had spent many years in the demon world and shared memories with the first Arachnid, so she quickly understood Han-Yeol.
‘So, are they traitors?’
[I think there’s a fifty-one percent chance. They’re really fishy.]
‘I see. Then what are you planning to do now?’
[I’ll have to confirm if I’m right.]
‘And if you are?’
[I’ll have to get rid of them, of course.]
‘Haha, I like that.’
Battle and blood had always been Tia’s favorite things.
[Mariam.]
[Yes, Han-Yeol-nim.]
[Network, please.]
[...Alright.]
His order was somewhat vague, but trusting Han-Yeol, Mariam nodded and connected the network to everyone’s brains.
[Ahh! What is this?! It feels uncomfortable!]
[Be quiet, Kasha, if you don’t want to get hit.]
[Tsk.]
Lord Kasha’s face was filled with discontent, but Han-Yeol didn’t care. Han-Yeol didn’t think it was necessary to show affection to a subordinate who still had a rebellious attitude.
‘I give those who follow my instructions affection, but if they don’t, then I'll just use them as chess pieces in a game.’
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