Chapter 67

Chapter 67

Wind Blowing on the Plateau (3)

#67

Return Road is basically a difficult game.

The difficulty is fixed to hardcore unconditionally.

Even if dying once the save file is deleted and there is no method to revive dead companions.

Even if picking a fraudulent playable character, and actively utilizing the memory before the character regresses the possibility of reaching the ending is very low.

‘There is all reason it is not popular compared to the quality.’

Therefore the absolute majority of players advance while abandoning many things.

Items, innocent NPCs, even the companions they were fighting together.

Like a rocket that detaches almost all parts to reach space.

Of course that kind of method is not wrong.

Because if not doing even so there were numerous difficulties close to impossible to clear.

The rationalist rocket meta was rather close to the frontal method to see the ending.

But, if.

『The cursed Kargai cavalry joins as your eternal allies!』

Despite all those hardships, if achieving a compromise-less victory.

『Wind blows on the plateau again. A tailwind pushes your back.』

『You acquired the new skill, [Blessing of the Cavalry]!』

An experience that cannot be forgotten forever was waiting.

『Blessing of the Cavalry』

▶ Mobility on flat ground permanently increases.

▶ The relevant effect is shared by all companions who contributed to the liberation of the Kargai Plateau.

An experience that literally makes one unable to quit the game forever.

The royal guard captain smiled.

“The sun seen after hundreds of years. How much I waited.”

The sun rising beyond the horizon was illuminating the plateau.

Now all places the vision reached were full of ghosts.

The warriors who recovered their memories were chattering noisily.

“Euhaha! Finally freedom!”

“Where did you hide empire guys! This wolf of the grassland will face you!”

“Please ignore that friend. He died while fighting so the memory is not yet intact.”

The ghost wail and the curse full of resentment could not be heard anywhere.

Dumbfounded Namoon barely opened her mouth.

“How··· can you remain?”

“As I said earlier isn’t it thanks to the queen’s evil shamanism?”

“My shamanism ends at the function of separating the soul from the flesh. The power binding the soul would have disappeared as that monster died though···!”

It was hard to understand.

Basically all souls pursue rest.

As much as ones forcibly held, she thought they would achieve nirvana the moment Star Shadow dies.

The royal guard captain shook his head.

“Actually we also do not know well queen. The heart wanting to achieve nirvana does not particularly rise. Perhaps the demand wanting to step on the land of the hometown again was larger than the heart wanting to take rest so it is so.”

“···Are you not hating me?”

“Hmm. If not at all it would be a lie. Even if we are so you even separated the souls of the residents who were eating rice at home.”

At the answer without pretense Namoon lowered her head.

Actually among the ghosts bustling on the plateau children and elderly were quite mixed.

Honestly she did wrong.

Even if bewitched by the evil voice her sin is not none.

However.

“But it is really okay. Because we saw everything. The other people also think the same.”

“···Saw?”

If the victims say it is okay there was nothing else to say.

The royal guard captain turned to Rahir.

“Majesty. The queen never touched our souls even once.”

“What?”

“She only gave her own life force as food to that monster. Even while suffering extreme pain every night she did not touch even a finger on the people’s spirits. So all of us are intact.”

It was the story of Star Shadow.

To make the guy not covet souls Namoon invested most of the day in making life force.

Most of the advanced experimental tools were for solving that problem.

Actually the furniture except experimental tools and books were all antiques as is from hundreds of years ago.

“So we decided to forgive the queen. What is Majesty’s will?”

“What will or not originally I already resolved the misunderstanding. I am thinking of repaying madam’s sin together. Only thankful that you guys understood.”

“Haha, as expected my lord.”

The royal guard captain smiled.

Together with him the remaining six royal guards who were divided were already guarding the side.

Finally raising her head Namoon who was silent while lowering her head.

“······I will devote myself to atonement until the day my breath ends.”

“Yes. That is enough.”

Rahir let out a sigh of relief.

Bran also together.

‘Fortunate. Too regrettable a talent to exit here. ’

Namoon’s Great Spell becomes a great help in the war with the Outer God forces that occurs later.

Enough to be comparable to the wind king Rahir.

The enemies will know why the barbarians of the border could endure against the empire.

“Then, let’s finish the remaining work.”

“If remaining work···.”

“It is what you expect. First can you bring my body a bit?”

Rahir said.

The royal guard captain seemed to notice something and retreated while making a meaningful smile.

Soon on his returned shoulder Rahir’s struggling body was carried.

“Just putting it down is okay?”

“Probably so.”

It was the moment the royal guard captain put the body down.

Click!

The torso that extended the arms like wind grabbed the head and combined it on its own neck.

Adaptation did not take a long time.

Twisting the head left and right Rahir let out a laugh.

“Aa. I missed this sensation. Although head life was not bad, as expected a person has to step on the soil with feet.”

“T-tall was really big···.”

Kale let out perplexity.

Rahir who recovered the torso was a man of a very sturdy physique, a level slightly smaller than Ilark.

It could not be believed that until only a few hours ago he played the role of navigation and mood light.

He wrapped Namoon’s shoulders.

“Madam. Do you have my bow?”

“Yes. Since it is an item like Majesty’s symbol I was keeping it separately.”

“That is glad. Give it here.”

Namoon did so.

The moment the ancient spell was formed the space in front of the eyes tore small.

Putting her hand inside she took out one white and long bow.

‘To think I would see this in real.’

Bran stuck out his tongue.

The curve forming the bow is smooth as if embodying the wind.

On the taut string that a mortal cannot even pull the airflow of the plateau was circling.

The bow of the wind king Rahir.

The final reward of the Kargai Plateau, and a so-called legend grade item.

“Good. This much is enough.”

Rahir turned to Bran and his group.

“Travelers from a distant land and Arazan. I received an indescribable favor from you guys.”

“It was nothing special.”

“No need to be humble. Because you guys are our great benefactors no matter who says what. From the moment madam opened her eyes, my head was full only of how to repay this favor.”

It was not particularly humility.

Because he ate most of the difficulties for free.

But because that did not lower the value of the great feat Bran only answered with a smile.

“Although nothing came to mind I finally decided. I will offer the last sortie of Kargai to you guys.”

“Last sortie···?”

Kale tilted his head.

The royal guard captain next to him explained instead.

“Brother. We will perish the moment we leave this plateau.”

“Y-yee?”

“It can be felt instinctively. The magic that makes the soul residual would exert its effect only in our hometown. Is that not so queen?”

“······The possibility is very high.”

Namoon nodded.

At the accurate intuition Bran held a bitter smile.

As the royal guard captain’s words the army and people of Kargai achieve nirvana not long after leaving the plateau.

“But we can fight one more time. Before the power of the soul ends. The last sortie Majesty said means we will do that one fight for you guys.”

“It was a good explanation. Lebe.”

Rahir smiled.

Arazan’s eyes widened round.

“······Thinking of achieving nirvana?”

“Yes. Because the dead cannot forever breathe the same air as the living. Just being able to wake defying death and spend this kind of time is happiness overflowing the portion.”

“But, if you guys disappear Kargai···!”

“You are there. Arazan.”

Rahir said.

Arazan who was about to say something froze as is.

“As long as you remain our lineage is not cut. You yourself are the wind of Kargai blowing on the plateau. I don’t know how fortunate that the existence called you is there.”

“But···!”

“So please do not stop. Because nothing else comes to mind besides this.”

“Also do not be bound. Do not obsess over the name Kargai and live the life of Arazan you as you desire.”

Namoon added words.

While making a gentle smile as if looking at the daughter she can no longer meet.

Arazan nodded.

“···Yes. Understood.”

“Thank you.”

“Now even if regretting it is useless. I will really do as I want.”

Although a somewhat solemn voice Rahir only let out a laugh.

The ghost army had stopped chatting at some point and was paying attention to their conversation.

The interrupted event resumed.

Rahir turned to Bran again.

“Sorry. The story went astray.”

“It’s okay.”

“Anyway my will does not change. I will offer the right of Kargai’s last sortie to you. If you need, no matter who the enemy I will drag our cavalry and go help.”

And suddenly sat on one knee.

While lowering the head, extending his own bow with both hands.

“So great warriors. Please receive my bow.”

Namoon and the other warriors also followed him.

In the end all the ghosts sat on one knee.

“I will also offer the right of my sortie.”

Even Arazan.

At the appearance of her extending the bow like Rahir Ilark let out perplexity.

“A-Arazan?”

“This is what I want to do. Until the day you achieve your purpose I will fight together by your side.”

“Ha, it would not be an ordinary hard journey?”

“It does not matter. Since you fulfilled my long-cherished desire, I will also do so.”

Arazan lowered her head.

“So. Please take me.”

"Haha. Too light for a royal head."

Rahir let out a hollow laugh.

There was no one saying words like how a king lowers his head in front of an outsider.

Because the descendants of the great wind knew what is more important than formality.

The answer that had to be done was decided.

“I will do so.”

The moment Bran picked up the two people’s bows at the same time, a message announcing the conclusion of this journey appeared.

『You recruited Arazan the wind blowing on the plateau into Weed’s Pack!』

『The members of Weed’s Pack are full. The roots expand!』

Although seeming short yet a long journey.

For now, filled all four.