Absolutely Do Not Touch Eldmia Egga

Chapter 683

Rumors spread just as quickly as they do. If it involves someone else’s misfortune or someone’s fight, it gets even worse.

In that sense, the wave that Eldmia caused was the one that generated the most rumors of all the incidents and accidents he had been involved in so far.

Compared to the opponents we have fought so far, the Allied Forces were a relatively small group, but that was the reason why it was a story that resonated more with ordinary people.

Even the target was Eldmia, who had been doing all sorts of things and was the fastest-growing person in Itisel, so not only the bards but also the tycoons who sold stories for a drink joined in, talking as if it was their own business.

“At that very moment, the dragon that Eldmia, the warrior of the machine, was riding, breathed fire! The Allied forces were engulfed in flames and the knights fell…”

They are the ones who always try to attract attention and collect coins by exaggerating more than they have. They can distort the trivial fact that the dragon does not have the ability to breathe fire, if they can get it for free.

But this time, it was the defeat of the rich.

“Hey, you said you just killed him by cutting him up?”

“No, you bastard. Even if you are a warrior, how can you···”

“Huh? I heard that they were just standing still, and something like an iron arrow flew by and killed them all?”

“······?”

First of all, there were too many witnesses.

It is not a story about Ladan across the sea, but if I had to make a comparison, it happened in front of Itisel. It is not even close, but it is not that far from the capital. The speed at which accurate information is transmitted is faster than the speed at which it is distorted or changed.

“Have you heard the story? It’s said that over twenty strong men stabbed him with spears, and not only did he not budge, but his armor didn’t even get scratched!”

The next problem was Eldmia’s equipment.

“There was clearly nothing there, but then suddenly a helmet appeared out of nowhere!”

“I heard that’s how the armor came to be?”

Eldmia’s equipment, from weapons to armor, was all cutting-edge equipment that was far from universal.

Even warriors who have been rolling around on the battlefield their whole lives are likely to die from unexpected surprise attacks, so it is nearly impossible for storytellers who can only think of shining swords or abstract magical natural disasters to guess the level.

If Eldmia had seen it, she would have laughed and laughed at the product of modern content, saying it looked like shit.

“By the way, I heard that the Allied forces were defeated by the warriors again?”

“What? Already?”

“Isn’t that what we’re talking about now?”

“No, that’s what I meant. I saw it while I was on guard duty. People who looked like clear-cut losers came over. Another army was hit.”

The final problem lay with the entities that produced the rumors.

Both Eldmia and the Allied Forces were making a living off of rumors, and the incidents were happening faster than those who could make up stories.

The news spread quickly, and of course, it quickly reached the ears of the Kingdom Alliance. And even though it was called an alliance, there were more people who were furious than fearful of this news among those who had not been able to unite, let alone unite, since the last time the Rudra Kingdom’s troops were stripped of their souls by the warrior.

At the same time, in this strange world where this is an opportunity, there appeared those who saw possibilities that only they could see. A considerable number of nobles who believed that they were just unlucky but had outstanding abilities rose up in protest, saying that this situation proved the incompetence of the current representatives.

There was no room to control it. The Empire and the Itisel royal family had been suppressing their grievances and self-esteem for legitimate reasons, and many other things, such as unsatisfactory profits, exploded through the detonator of the pretext, and a large-scale movement to condemn the warriors spread like wildfire.

If only someone had paid a little more attention to their surroundings, someone might have noticed that the Rudra Kingdom, which seemed to be the most active in supporting and joining, was silent, but as mentioned earlier, everything happened too suddenly to pay attention to such details.

A new army moved in with the slogan that they were oppressed like criminals despite coming to do good deeds, and were humiliated and subjected to the one-sided violence of the warriors.

I didn’t intend to fight. There was an empire behind Itisel that supported it more actively than anyone else. Picking a fight with Itisel here would be no different from slapping the ear of the empire that was sitting still. Their purpose was nothing more than a somewhat active protest.

Their actions were further heightened when Levien, the gateway to Itisel, opened the gates.

Even if the Count had left, if they had considered it a subversive move, they would have locked the door. Anyone could see that the Itisel royal family was not taking the situation lightly, and that they believed that the union of the kingdoms had a cause.

After moving forward so ambitiously, I was attacked again by Eldmia, who had been standing still. It’s a bit awkward to say ‘again’ since it wasn’t the same people who were attacked, but anyway, that’s what happened.

The two series of incidents, which had no twists or turns and no struggles, were just problems that made the rich shed tears because they couldn’t spare money on alcohol, but in reality, they were, of course, extremely serious incidents.

“What on earth happened in that short time···”

That is why a heavy sigh escaped from Lesrom’s mouth as he read the report while someone unknown in the bar was crying over the price of drinks and felt like each strand of hair was falling out.

But what he was worried about was not the controversy or conflict with the Allied Forces. He was drooling at the fact that the boy who had a slim chance of even attacking Envelde’s mansion had grown into a strong man who could destroy an army.

According to the information shared by the royal family, this fight was set to be a one-sided victory for Itisel. And, ironically, it was Eldmia who laid the foundation for that victory. The trigger for this was the Oak Gate incident along with the Envelde incident.

The former is due to a village disappearing without a sound due to a mercenary group run by Envelde.

If the conditions were met, it was the duty of the officials to accept and protect it, but because there were those who rejected it and tried to cover it up, people died. If coincidence had not happened, we would not have even known about it.

The latter is due to the village discovering the orc infestation after it was firmly supported by strict management.

The royal family does not have absolute power to control the entire kingdom. However, the villages they can contact and understand become their eyes to detect abnormalities. Thanks to this, they were able to discover the Oak Gate relatively early and prevent it from spreading into a bigger disaster.

It doesn’t matter to politicians that all this was just a coincidence. The point is that these two incidents forced the lax nobles and bureaucrats to understand the importance of town management.

As a result, evidence was left that the villages that the Allied Forces had annihilated were not actually villages destroyed by bandits, but villages that had been legally permitted and registered by the nearby lords.

Lesrom’s work is not easy enough to pay attention to a fight that has already been won. Now, Lesrom, as a duke and patriot of a country, is worried that Eldmia will create a new faction.

The conditions have been met for a long time. History has already proven that catching just one dragon can lead to the possibility of becoming the progenitor of the royal family. Rather, the current Eldmia has excessive conditions.

Fortunately, Eldmia has proven that she is not interested in power. However, the condition of being full and overflowing is what shakes people’s hearts.

And in this case, the possibility that people around the person, not the person involved, would be affected was too high.

It is quite obvious that the status of the hero who defeated the Demon King will rise. Even if the target is not the Empire but the Demon God’s hero, it goes without saying. If the war ends successfully, Eldmia will be crowned the new king of the Demon Territory or will stand in a position like a guardian who looks after the Demon Territory next to the saint of the Demon Church.

Of course, Eldmia may reject this, but even then, it doesn’t matter. She will simply end up going down in history as a hero who saved the Demon Lord.

That was a future that was predicted from the moment it was confirmed that he was a warrior, but the form is gradually changing.

It is true that those who are master-level or warriors are special and great. However, most of them choose to belong to their country. Everyone knows that there is no benefit to an individual fighting against the country.

Eldmia is not included there.

If someone points a knife at you, even if it is a country, you will raise the knife you are holding. The problem is that you enjoy your daily life in an extremely ordinary way and do many things that others see as good.

If there is someone who always sharpens a knife whenever those in power do something wrong, it is obvious how the people will behave.

“It’s a problem if a friend is too helpful.”

At first, I tried to somehow hold onto it in Itisel. However, its growth rate was so steep that I was worried that it would burst if I held onto it. Even if all his actions were good deeds without malice, if the people around him admired him and gathered power, it inevitably became a threat to the royal authority.

The current Eldmia is exactly like that. How many feats does she have that others can barely achieve? She’s only 16 years old. Turning her into an enemy is no different from committing suicide.

“···I guess I’ll go back·”

I can’t handle it.

It was a moment when the wrinkles between Lesrom’s eyebrows deepened even more as he dismissed all his worries with a single sentence.