Reader’S Regeneration Life [EN]: Chapter 273

273

Two Things You Shouldn’t Touch

“Is everyone here?”

At the fairy male’s words, his clan members gathered around him and nodded.

They, who should have been wearing the fairies’ attire that was comfortable to move in while also exuding nobility, were all wearing thick fur coats and focusing on his words.

“According to the news recently delivered, Nudia has finally begun to move.

We must also act in time to safely guide Hispania, which still refuses to embrace the light, into the embrace of the light.”

“Fortunately, our comrades in Nudia seem to have stirred things up in time.”

“The Nudia royal family is already in the hands of our comrades.

Once we shake it, it will be shaken as if caught in a storm, which is good for us.”

Saying so, the fairies glanced around.

This wasn’t the continuous green of trees, grass, and flowers like their homeland.

The snow mountain, where only snow and ice were visible, was where they stood.

“To think that monsters live in such barren lands.

They are truly incomprehensible beings.”

“Isn’t it because the descendants of light want only the noble and pure to walk on this land for that reason?”

“And we are honorable beings who share the will of such people.”

The fairies smiled as they said that.

The biting cold wind and blizzard were painful, but everyone thought of it as a sacrifice for the continent, so they seemed to welcome this hardship.

“Since an incident occurred in the east, a blizzard and ice storm should rage in the north now.”

“What about the south…?”

“Unfortunately, a strange human cleaned up that area right away.

I think we should give up on that place.

But the north is different.

The opponents here are not humans who can communicate.”

The fairy male pointed to a baby monster he had caught yesterday and continued speaking.

“They are just lowly monsters driven by instinct.”

What they wanted was neither the victory of Hispania nor the victory of Nudia.

They wanted the war to drag on as long as possible, with each side fighting until they were too exhausted to fight any longer, ultimately leading to a battle with no victor.

Only then would life become difficult, and people would become dissatisfied with the present, and eventually realize that only the will of light is the sole truth.

“Is everything ready?”

“Yes.

We have captured as many babies as possible to use as bait.

They are probably tracking the traces of the babies and searching the mountain range thoroughly by now.”

“The more creatures live in harsh places, the more they wriggle with only instinct.

They will simply follow the traces we left behind and eventually leave this rugged place and enter that land on their own.

And after that…”

It would be the prelude to a monster invasion that would trample the entire northern land.

They had carefully selected and brought baby monsters, especially those who were close to their own kind, so the monsters would initially try to save their babies, and then avenge their kin.

Eventually, they would move down, down, in search of warmer and more livable lands than where they currently lived.

“Everything in the world must see.

That if you get involved with the Mazoku [demons], whether it’s true or false, you will suffer all sorts of terrible things!

So we must make them believe, uphold, and follow that only light is the truth and the path to take.”

“The comrade is right.”

The fairies said so and offered a light prayer.

Then, they were thinking of escaping this hellish place and returning to their warm homeland where light shines again.

“Let’s begin.”

“We just need to completely destroy the north of the kingdom, starting with the barbarians.

If we do that, our work here will be done.”

Yes, they had to finish their work here and return.

According to the news they had been hearing lately, strange things were spreading among their clansmen.

An unidentified attacker attacked many villages, leaving only a few survivors and burning everything to the ground.

But since they couldn’t figure out the identity of the attacker, some tribes were uttering absurd stories that they couldn’t even bring themselves to say.

‘You fools!

Why would you suspect the descendants of light of all things!’

The fairies here, as well as their other comrades in their homeland, immediately protested.

They told them not to say such ridiculous things and offend the great ones.

But suspicion still continued.

If it wasn’t the work of the Tenjou [celestials], then it was the Mazoku, or humans or other races, or even the same fairies.

‘If we say it’s the Mazoku, then we’re admitting that the legacy left by the descendants of light was all in vain.

That’s why no one could say it was the Mazoku’s doing.’

The usual logic of the radical fairies who were madly enthusiastic about the Tenjou was that there could be no flaws in the Tenjou’s things.

In that situation, suspecting the Mazoku was tantamount to admitting that there could be such flaws in the Tenjou, so they had no choice but to rule out saying it was the Mazoku’s doing.

But to say that it was the work of humans or other races would be a blow to the pride of the entire fairy race, which had been boasting that they were far superior to them.

Fairies were sometimes dragged away by slave traders, but those were mostly very small villages, with only a few dozen people living there and the number of people capable of fighting being less than double digits.

This time, it was a completely different matter, as there were dozens of guards alone, unlike before.

In the end, the radical fairies said that it must have been someone from another tribe who attacked due to past conflicts, but others pointed out that if that was the intention, it should have ended with one or two villages, but it had not been expanded to the point where dozens of villages and hundreds of dead fairies were killed.

―The only opponent who is skilled enough not to be caught by the device that has been blocking the Mazoku’s approach, knows the flaws in the device, and can easily subdue our fairies is ultimately one!

―

More fairies than expected nodded at those words.

Believing in and following the Tenjou unconditionally was limited to the radical faction, and the current fairies were so intoxicated with their own excellence that they no longer valued even the descendants of light.

It was only a matter of time before someone poured oil on it and lit a fire with such words, and it would quickly burn.

‘You fools!

In the end, it is light that leads us, but you are trying to abandon the light by mistaking yourselves for shining, you ignorant ones!

I tried to enlighten you as fellow clansmen, but you stubbornly refuse!’

They gritted their teeth, but their clansmen wouldn’t listen.

Didn’t they say that if a hundred people gathered, a hundred different opinions would come out?

A race with too much pride and self-love.

The radical fairies believed that such clansmen needed a light to believe in and follow without fail.

Otherwise, they were a race that would be so intoxicated with their own beauty that they would simply walk off a cliff even though it was right in front of them.

“Comrades.

We will also follow the will of light and execute it!”

Believing without a doubt that they were the vanguard of a great undertaking.

The fairies, who had come all the way to the far north, began to lure the monsters through the cold wind.

They had no idea that other races, similar to yet different from the fairies, had arrived in the vast plains of the north that could be seen in the distance.

“Grandma.”

“…”

“Grandma!”

“That rascal.

This old woman isn’t deaf.

Speak quietly.”

“Are you really going to do as that human wants?”

“Oh my.

Look at this rascal?

Are you going to come all the way here and say such things?”

Paulga looked around and smiled as she said that.

If she had said these words before leaving, it would have been one thing, but now that they had already arrived in the north and were even undergoing local adaptation training, why was she suddenly bringing up this story again?

As if telling her not to grumble and to tell her properly, Paulga stared intently at her granddaughter.

Then, Lafra, the powerful member of the clan who was likely to become the next Great Mother of the Hobies, pouted and opened her mouth.

“Grandma has always been reluctant to accept humans.

But…”

“But, this time it’s too different, so it’s a bit strange.

Is that it?”

“Yes.

To be honest, it’s strange.

It’s like you’re not yourself.”

Paulga smiled at Lafra’s grumbling.

The Great Mother of the Hobies, as if fully understanding her granddaughter’s reaction, patted her back and replied in a gentle voice to her successor.

“You will also know when you come to this position someday.

That you have to put aside your personal feelings for a while and sometimes do the opposite of what you thought for the sake of the tribe.”

“Is that doing as that human Zion says?”

“If I had to say it, that’s right.”

“Why?”

At her granddaughter’s question, her grandmother continued in a voice that said, ‘Isn’t it obvious?’

“Isn’t he handsome?”

“…Grandma!”

“Oh my, please.

Lafra.

This old woman is still fine, I tell you?

I’m just a little old, but I’m still energetic!

Please don’t shout!”

“You keep saying strange things!”

“Can’t this old woman even joke in front of her granddaughter?

Anyway, she’s cold-hearted like her mother!”

Paulga, who grumbled like her granddaughter Lafra, took the playfulness off her face.

“Did you see that human’s eyes?”

“…I didn’t see them well.”

“When you sit in the position of representing the tribe in the future, it is best to carefully examine the other person.

Otherwise, you will be shaken, and if you are shaken, the tribe will be swayed.

Keep that in mind.”

“Yes, yes.

Grandma.”

At Paulga’s serious appearance, Lafra carefully answered while watching her expression.

“I saw them.

That human.

The eyes of the man named Zion Klausen.

Whether he is telling the truth or lying, there is no sign of wavering, only conviction.

It wasn’t the unfounded confidence or the unlucky nobility, or the arrogance of the fairies.

It seemed like he had already planned everything out and was just giving us beastmen a place as if adding something to it.

At that time, this old woman was convinced.

Ah, if we become enemies with that man, the tribe will really have a hard time.

That man is the kind of person who distinguishes between enemies and allies, creates a place for us if he judges us to be allies, and takes everything away if he thinks we are enemies, that kind of conviction.”

“…If he’s such a person, wouldn’t it have been better to get rid of him back then?”

“Didn’t you see it either?

He’s already in a relationship with the Myoen clan as a son-in-law and father-in-law.

On top of that, he was buying the hearts of the Wolrang clan with just a few words and running them quite well.

He’s a troublesome human if he becomes an enemy.

It’s better to have him as an ally, let us be used by him, and sometimes use him.

There’s no need to make an enemy, Lafra.”

“…”

“You have to be careful of such people.

They may not repay favors, but they will definitely repay grudges, and several times over.

Do you understand, Lafra?

You have to be good at distinguishing between enemies and allies.”

“According to Grandma, that human Zion Klausen is a man who should never be made an enemy.”

Paulga nodded at Lafra’s words.

Even if they don’t have a very strong bond, at least they can shake hands with each other while smiling in front of each other.

“Great Mother!

Great Mother!”

At the urgent voice, she turned her head and saw Hound, the chief of the Wolrang clan who had come to the north with the Hobies, running towards her with his fur flying.

“That human was right!

Monsters are swarming!

But do you know what’s even funnier?”

“Why are you acting like a drowned dog?”

“Don’t be surprised when you hear this!

Fairies!

Fairies are luring monsters towards the human kingdom!

What the hell is this, I swear!”

Paulga’s face hardened at Hound’s words.

She wondered what those damn pointy-ears were up to again, but the content Zion had said last time came to her mind.

‘The fairies are trying to put the blame on the beastmen.’

Even without that, the relationship between the beastmen and the fairies was like water and oil.

At that time, she just let it go, but now that she was directly facing the nonsense of those great fairies in front of her eyes, a flame of suspicion suddenly flared up.

“…I just thought we were going to do some monster hunting.”

“It seems like it’s going to be something quite interesting?

Paulga-nim [term of respect].”

The chief of the Wolrang clan and the Great Mother of the Hobies looked at each other and smiled.

Somehow, it was a great relief that they had brought not only the tribe’s useful warriors today, but also some young ones who would take on the future.

“The guy who fell out of the group.”

“Will only become prey for predators.”

―

“…Excuse me?

No, Count.

Could you please say that again?”

McClusky, the leader of the Griffin Knights, opened his mouth with a flustered voice.

While Zion was away, the person with the command of the Griffin unit was Lichten Klausen, the lord of Klausen and the Frontier Count.

Of course, it was right to obey his orders, but the order that came out of his mouth was incomprehensible.

“Deploy them on the next sortie.”

“Th, there.

Count?

We are the ones who operate in the air, but if we want to deploy them, we have to go down to the ground, but if we do that…”

“I’d rather have them deployed from the air.”

“Yes?”

“It’s a way to give the enemies an even bigger shock.

There’s nothing more certain than seeing with your own eyes and feeling with your skin.”

McClusky was still 어어 [a sound of confusion], and couldn’t hide his embarrassment, but he nodded as if he understood.

It wasn’t anyone else, but Lichten, the Frontier Count, wouldn’t joke or play around, and he was saying such things with such a serious face, so he couldn’t say anything more.

‘I want to ask Zion-gongja-nim [young master] what the hell is going on.’

Quite a few people know that strange rumors are circulating.

But since it’s Klausen, they just didn’t say anything.

‘I’m going crazy.

What the hell are you thinking, putting those two men and women in… it sounds good to say deploy, but isn’t it just throwing them away?’

What can he do, if the commander tells him to do it, he has no choice but to do it.

McClusky scratched the back of his head and began preparing for the operation.

―I’m alive.

―

The first words of the letter that the northern warriors put out were those.

Before Lichten, the Frontier Count, could even let out a sigh of relief, he was 응? [Huh?] at what was written next and couldn’t hide his embarrassment.

―Two men and women will be going to Klausen soon.

One is a man that Father knows well, so don’t worry and prepare them as soon as they come and airdrop them with a griffin.

―Sometimes an excessive appearance is necessary to give a proper shock.

―

And although it was not written in the letter, the protagonist who wrote the letter muttered like this.

“Although it’s war, I really tried to endure even inhumane things.

But you’re crossing the line?

You’re making me use weapons of mass destruction?

You’re repaying kindness with arrows [an idiom for repaying a favor with harm]?

You sons of bitches.”

―――――――Afterword―――――――

Repaying kindness with artillery?