I Regressed to My Ruined Family

I Regressed To My Ruined Family Chapter 217

＃When I returned, my family was ruined (218)

Land of Fire.

It was the residence of all the spirits related to flame.

There was almost no literature describing that place.

At best, it was a place that appeared only briefly in literature written by the first head of Ardan and the great spirit masters who were contracted to the spirit lord that appeared once every hundred years or so.

Muradni had also seen such literature. A land made of extremely hot magma. Although it was virtually a land of fear for ordinary living beings, it was the best working environment for blacksmiths.

‘…Even if it’s Ardenheit.’

The earth where the monarch resides could create a temperature sufficient to melt the metal of a god.

“Can we really go to the Land of Fire?”

“If it were impossible, I would not have presented this proposal to Your Majesty. “Only Your Majesty is a blacksmith who can work the metal of the gods in royalties.”

Those words lifted Muradni’s mood to the fullest. He said he was better than any other blacksmith.

Although it is a phrase that has been heard countless times, the same words can have very different feelings depending on what kind of person is saying them. The words uttered by a common sycophant on the street and the words uttered by the matriarch of Ardan were bound to have a different weight.

“Can you take a closer look at the metal?”

“That’s right.”

As he was examining the metal the duke handed him, he let out a deep sigh.

“…Whew. I don’t know exactly how hot the Land of Fire is. But I do know one thing. Even if there is enough heat, smelting will take time.”

“How long will it take?”

“A week even if I can’t do it. Even if I use the special equipment given to me, I think it will take that long. Do you know how the time flow of the spirit world and the human world is structured?”

Ysera responded to Muradni’s words.

“It’s one-on-one.”

“Then that’s the problem. If you’re gone for a week, you’re going to have a lot of problems. “As you know, I am the king of a country.”

That’s obvious. Fortunately, there was a way to resolve Muradni’s concerns.

“Who is the best expert in the Dwarven Kingdom?”

“…Glory Andolain. “He is the leader of the Sanyang Guard Knights and a knight with skills that are close to superhuman according to human standards.”

[He’s a superhuman… If I can just talk to him, I’ll be able to fool him.]

“Is there a way, leader?”

[If there is only a stand-in, wouldn’t it be okay to leave for about a week?]

“…a stand-in?”

[There is a dragon that can change its appearance. Fortunately, I maintain a cooperative relationship with that species. I can help you with that.]

“…Is there such a thing as a dragon?”

Muradni’s eyes showed confusion and astonishment.

[Yes. It seems that His Majesty did not know.]

“….”

Muradni’s mind became confused. The problem was not only that it could change its appearance, but that it could fool other experts.

The cult leader said that he maintains a cooperative relationship with such a tribe.

What if he spreads religion internally and then kills Muradni and hires a double agent?

The Kingdom of Ameria was virtually over. This meant that the Church could be a more difficult opponent than the surging Metal Dragon.

I couldn’t help but be afraid.

[Hmm. You don’t need to worry too much.]

“…Anyone would be worried if they heard something like that. “Is it okay for the duke to join hands with people like that?”

“They are not omnipotent.”

“It’s not all-powerful?”

“Even if you can copy a lot of things, it’s impossible to copy them perfectly. In particular, it is impossible to perfectly imitate someone like Your Majesty who can be considered a master in a field, even if he or she is a ruler-level individual.”

[I felt it last time too, but you definitely know a lot about our dragon people.]

The leader nodded as if acknowledging it.

“That means… in the end, if the so-called ruler imitates me, it would be difficult for anyone to notice.”

“I guess so. But I don’t think he’ll move to eat at least one dwarven kingdom.”

Naraxus, the dragon of deception.

He was a resourceful person known for his cunning and superior intelligence.

So, you must know your own value well. How would Ethan act if he were Naraxus?

‘Zenon Empire. Or… it would be a much more profitable business to infiltrate the insides of other dragons.’

It is not known whether the cult leader and Naraxus are close allies or not.

However, when I saw that it had its own connection.

‘They probably aren’t radicals like Metal Dragon.’

In that case, following Ethan’s ideas would have been a much more efficient business. The same was true for the shapeshifters under Naraxus. The number of any dragon race decreases exponentially as you reach higher positions.

For them now, the Dwarf Kingdom will not necessarily be a base that must be swallowed up.

He understood Muradni’s concerns, but that did not mean it was time to sharpen his teeth like a hedgehog. Muradni sighed at Ethan’s intervention.

“…I understand. “Are you sure you won’t be caught as a double?”

[It would be possible if only the person named Andolaine could be persuaded. You have to be a superhuman to feel something strange.]

“Then let’s do that. Sir Andolaine….”

[You are the author.]

The knights of the royal guard are staring blankly ahead from behind the king. The leader said after seeing the dwarf standing in the front row.

“That’s right.”

[I will give you time to speak separately. Can we go to the Peacock Land of Fire right now?]

“Yes.”

[Then let’s talk.]

With the cult leader’s hand gesture, light slowly entered Andolaine’s pupils.

“Huh!”

He let out a scream and urgently looked around, making eye contact with Muradni.

“your majesty! “Are you okay?”

“okay. I’m perfectly normal. “Anyway, can we talk for a moment?”

“….”

Andolaine looked at the humans standing behind the king. In particular, he was glaring harder than anyone else at the man with an ordinary face.

The last moment before my memory fades.

This was because I clearly remembered the hand gesture he made. At best, it’s a light act of snapping your fingers.

But what was the result?

Not only he but all the royal knights lost focus and ended up wandering endlessly in a dream-like mental world. The opponent was a monster.

A monster with so much power that it cannot even guarantee the king’s safety.

“…Do you trust me?”

“If you don’t trust Your Majesty, who in this world can you trust? “Have you forgotten that I, Andolaine, have already pledged my life-long loyalty to Your Majesty?”

“Right. “Then I hope you will listen to me carefully from now on.”

Muradni sighed and began to explain the situation.

* * *

“…Are you going to follow what they say?”

“Because it is right to choose the lesser evil rather than the worst.”

It is right to cooperate.

Even if the cult invades the kingdom, it will at least move less radically than the Metal Dragon.

‘…It’s much better than those ignorant bastards.’

Muradni was one of the personnel who had detailed knowledge of the metal dragon’s evil. They were monsters who saw dwarves as tasty snacks.

In fact, more than 50% of the missing dwarves in the kingdom mostly encountered metal dragons while exploring new mines.

Predator and prey.

Is there a word that can better describe the relationship between dwarves and metal dragons? Probably not.

The Kingdom Council is talking about the need to coexist with this group of crazy monsters.

‘…It would be better to at least join the church than to join hands with these people.’

A group of monsters that are still devouring lost dwarves. What would happen if these guys were exposed to the sun, starting with the Symbiosis Act?

Now, rather than defining the missing personnel as missing people, they might even be described with the word ‘sacrifice’.

A council that joins hands with the Metal Dragon could even openly commit human sacrifice.

So, does the Dwarven Kingdom have the strength to stop them?

No way.

If they were such a powerful race, they would not have been treated like slaves by humans in the past. Even though it had turned into a kingdom made up of numerous tribes, it had no power to stop a real monster like the Iron Tyrant.

‘They can’t do that.’

The lesser evil is better than the worst.

As the king of a country, Muradni has finished judging. It is better to accept the current offer.

‘Fortunately…’

The duke and the church did not seem to have a complete cooperative relationship. Temporary partnership. The reason why the duke moved with the church was also understandable.

In the end, isn’t it true that they created a cooperative front with the dragon tribe in order to hunt them down? With this structure, I thought I might be able to persuade him later.

After hunting, dogs are boiled and eaten. There was no way the duke did not know this simple principle.

If you didn’t have the brains to even think about such things, you wouldn’t have been able to restore your family and raise your status this much in a short period of time.

“This is just what if, but just in case… If I can never come back, cut off the head of that monster pretending to be me.”

“your majesty!”

“You are the only one who would ask this kind of request. “In our kingdom, you are the only one capable of distinguishing that monster.”

“Whew… Your Majesty, do you really have to follow that suggestion?”

“Don’t you know a lot about metal dragons? Pressure from lawmakers, including Centador, is intensifying. “Now we are in a situation where we have to hold on to it even if it is a rotten rope.”

“….”

Centador, Hammer of Fire.

He was one of the representative members of the council who emerged as Muradni’s biggest political opponent in recent years.

The leader of a group of crazy people who talk about coexistence with monsters that are devouring their own people.

There was only one decision Andolaine could make.

“…Please be careful, Your Majesty. May the hammer god’s blessings be with you…”

Nod.

After finishing the story, Muradni entered the mine.

[Is the story over?]

“Yes.”

“Then it’s time to sing a stand-in.”

The religious leader’s mouth opened. A word of great power shook the surroundings.

[Lao Ka Rumin.]

The moment the speech ended.

The space made entirely of inky light opened its mouth wide. What came out of the space was an ordinary human being.

No, to be precise.

I guess you could call him a transformer who took on human form.

“I meet the great leader.”

[Eldra, I have something to tell you.]

“Please tell me.”

Eldra, who was nodding without saying a word, looked at Muradni.

“All right.”

Soon his appearance slowly began to change. Short stature, thick beard, and strong body. It looked so similar that anyone would recognize it as Muradni.

“Nice to meet you, Sir Andolaine.”

“Oh my…”

Andolaine let out an expression of astonishment at the sight of the newly born king.