How many chances do you have to see a spirit in your lifetime?

Spirituals are extremely rare. It is difficult to see once in a lifetime.

It was difficult for the spirit itself to sign a contract, and talent was the most important.

If there is no affinity, it is said that it is impossible to see it, let alone sign a contract.

It is said that if you meet a spirit sage, he draws on the luck of a lifetime.

To that extent, the spirit itself was rare.

Humans have almost no affinity for it, so although the elemental sage is treated with utmost care, there are many cases where even he dies without knowing that he has an affinity.

So, to meet a Elementalist, they often bring an Elf.

But the unfortunate thing is that even such elves have a strong ostracism, so it was difficult to meet them.

It was the same in the south where they coexisted with the elves in the same area.

The elves don’t show up easily.

They never let out enemies that enter their territory.

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Kill thoroughly to protect themselves.

After several clashes, Easton, who decided it was best not to enter the forest, let alone meet the elves, never entered their forest.

Until Raymond arrived, they hadn’t had contact with the elves for years.

Since there was no encounter with the elves, there was no chance to see the spirits.

The wind spirit came to them without warning.

They didn’t just come, they were looking for Marquis Easton.

Since they are looking for the head of the command system, they have become as sensitive as they will be.

No matter how much he signed a peace treaty with the elves, that doesn’t mean that the remnants of the past have disappeared.

There were dozens to hundreds of comrades who died by accidentally stepping into the forest of elves.

As Easton is few in number and has many threats, they become more attached to each other.

They had no concept of a stranger.

Everyone is family and comrades.

For them, the death of a colleague was a matter that had to be buried deep in their hearts.

However, an enemy appeared who contributed to the death of such colleagues.

They would have attacked the wind spirits at any moment had it not been for their superiors telling them to stay still and the need to keep the peace.

They were so excited.

“Why are you looking for the Commander?”

One of the marquis’ retainers tried to talk to the wind spirit.

I tried not to do anything that would put the Marquis at risk.

When the Marquis dies, their fighting spirit also disappears.

The Marquis was their spiritual leader.

That’s why they tried to prevent the Marquis from becoming dangerous.

[I have nothing to say to you guys. Bring the person in charge.]

However, despite their efforts, the wind spirit only repeated the same words.

It was still the same as when it first appeared with arms crossed.

There is a hint of willpower that there is nothing to say until the Marquis of Easton shows up.

The vassals were perplexed.

I was worried about whether the Marquis would be safe.

Suddenly, a person popped into their minds.

“Sir Bane! Yes, there was Lord Bane!”

“Right. If you’re the sword master, Lord Bane, you’ll be able to safely serve the commander!”

As long as the wind spirit came, the marquis had to show up anyway.

Not only did they sign a peace treaty, but they didn’t even think about going back unless the Marquis didn’t show up.

A day or two would be fine, but if that time lasted, words could come out even among the soldiers.

Constant vigilance can exhaust you before even fighting the savages.

that was not going to happen

The Marquis must move to prevent that from happening.

If the Sword Master is together, safety can be guaranteed.

Even if they were spirits, they could not defeat the Sword Master alone, not in large numbers.

No, it would be different if it was the Spirit King.

Because their existence itself is like a natural disaster.

However, the Spirit King was famous even among the elves for being unable to be called, and the wind spirit that came here was only a high-level spirit, let alone the Spirit King.

Even with that much power, it possessed tremendous power, but it was not enough to deal with a sword master.

they moved right away.

He called Earl Warrug and made him and the Marquis Easton accompany him.

“You really are a wind spirit. I never thought I would see the spirits alive.”

The Marquis of Easton appeared.

The vassals reflexively looked around him.

“It looks different from the spirits I saw in the war. The ones I met at that time were intermediate level spirits, but they weren’t good at fighting, they weren’t good at fighting. Just like the ones I saw in the woods. senior spirits? That should be enough.”

Count Warrag was with him.

He licked his lips as if trying to grasp the power of the wind spirit.

“Do you think you can win if you fight?”

“You have to win. But, ten of them? It’s hard for me to gather like that.”

“That alone is great. It’s not for nothing that the sword master is called the strongest.”

Being able to deal with ten high-level wind spirits was a great thing.

A top-class sword expert is equal to a high-class wind spirit.

But to be able to deal with ten times that by going beyond that one level.

“But that is possible only in a flat land like this. If I go into their territory, maybe I can lose.”

“That would be natural. Even the dog said to eat half of it before entering the house.”

They said they were whispering among themselves, but perhaps because the surroundings were so quiet, everyone in the vicinity heard their conversation.

And in a way, that was also intentional.

They said they had enough power to deal with even the wind spirits.

In order to energize the fighting spirit of the allies, he pretended to lower his voice in part while talking.

The knights and soldiers who did not know that, of course, had hope as well, saying that they were sword masters.

No matter how many savages there are, victory is theirs in the end.

[Are you in charge of this place?]

“That’s right. I am in charge of this place.”

The wind spirit looks at Marquis Easton.

Unlike Marquis Easton, who was a little over 180cm tall, the wind spirit went over 2m tall and naturally looked down.

Originally, it would have been pointed out as disrespectful, but the wind spirit is a being that cannot be seen by human standards.

Marquis Easton passed on casually and continued the conversation.

“Why did you come to see me?”

[I have something to tell you.]

At the words of the wind spirit, Marquis Easton’s eyes sank.

It was because it was never a light thing to convey to them even while sending spirits.

Marquis Easton looked up at the wind spirit while rubbing his stiff neck.

[Raymond Millennium. I will not send him back today.]

“… ?!”

The faces of the Marquis Easton and Earl Warrug hardened.

Swear words came out of the mouths of the people who were watching.

That was a notice.

A notice that no matter what they say, they will not let Raymond back.

For those who knew Raymond’s importance, it was something they could not easily accept.

Marquis Easton didn’t know how to react at the moment, so the answer was delayed.

Before he could speak, Count Warrug suddenly came to mind.

Will he, who tried to move alone to find Raymond, really stand still after hearing this?

Feeling ominous for a moment, Marquis Easton hurriedly looked back at Count Warrug.

Sure enough, Earl Warrug’s face was contorted like that of a demon.

“What bullsh*t are you talking about?”

A blue haze rose from Count Warrag’s body.

It is a trace of the use of Aura.

Count Warrug had an aura all over his body as if he would attack the wind spirit at any moment.

His hand goes to the sword at his waist.

“Bane! Calm down for a moment!”

“… .”

The Marquis of Easton hastily stopped him.

This is where things get complicated when he attacks the wind spirit.

Earl Warrug looked back at Marquis Easton, gnashing his teeth and loosening his grip on the sword.

Taking a deep breath and calming down, leaving him behind, Marquis Easton spoke to the wind spirit.

“Can you elaborate on what that means?”

[It’s literally. He will be with us.]

The wind spirit said as if that was all and looked at Count Warrug.

The wind spirit has a close relationship with mana.

That’s why it reacts sensitively to Count Warrug’s aura.

“You’re asking why you want to keep him, and whether you’ve accepted it.”

[We wanted to stay with him, and he agreed.]

Would this have been a sufficient answer?

Looking at Count Warrug’s expression, it doesn’t seem that way.

“Whoa… This is why I don’t like dwarves. Because it’s completely arbitrary. Just go ahead and wipe it out? What the hell is Raymond thinking? When I come back, I will never leave you alone.”

His small mumbled expression gave me goosebumps.

If he didn’t catch it, it wouldn’t be strange even if the elves attacked him.

“Did Raymond say he would stay there?”

[Yes. He said he was with us today.]

“Well… .”

Marquis Easton looked at the nodding wind spirit and touched his chin.

It’s been a week, but from what he’s seen during that time, Raymond isn’t the sort of person to decide things quickly.

At least everything he did had a reason.

Isn’t that the case with the peace treaty with the elves?

He did things that they would never have dreamed of.

Looking at that, I thought that there must be a reason for all this.

“Okay. You know that.”

“It’s not possible!”

“Be still. You’re all good, but that overreaction is the problem. Why are you so cheap on a grown up guy?”

The Marquis clicked his tongue at Count Warrug and spoke to the wind spirit.

“I will leave him alone for today. I just want you to remember that you shouldn’t scratch him in the slightest. At least interest won’t stand still.”

[…] i get it.]

The wind spirit stared at Count Warrag and nodded.

It may have been unpleasant, but it was to recognize the power of Count Warrug.

The spirit of the wind, feeling that he would really remain like that, said yes.

The wind spirit disappears.

The wind gathered where he was and created a small whirlwind.

“Why did you allow it?”

“Then did you even try to fight?”

“that’s… .”

“I’m not sure that fighting him will get him back. Besides, in the event of a conflict, they will be happy to return him. I’ll be glad if I don’t take her hostage.”

“… .”

At those words, Earl Warrug kept his mouth shut.

Because it was Raymond’s job, he was too sensitive and didn’t even think about it.

“It’s not that I’m going to kill him, and I’m just saying I’ll keep him for a day, so there’s no reason to refuse. Rather, this could be an opportunity to figure out their strength.”

“… .”

“But you should be prepared. If they break their promise, then I will step in, so don’t worry too much.”

After the Marquis had said that, Count Warrug had nothing more to say.

After hesitating for a moment, he lowered his head and stepped back.

Marquis Easton, who was looking at that, turned his head and looked in the direction where the elves were.

“Yes, if you break your promise.”

His eyes shone ferociously as he murmured softly.