I Can See Your Code

I see your code (145)

“… … So, that woman is the candidate for the Saint of Kitan.”

A mustache that doesn’t suit an elf. It’s probably Gorenzo, the 4 elders. I’m the only one with such an appearance, and the code tells me that. He said, looking at Arina with suspicious eyes.

“We have never received a call from the Khitan Church that a saint candidate is coming.”

“Maybe he hasn’t thought of contacting me yet. It would take two months to ride a horse without stopping.”

“… … Do you mean to say that you guys were faster than the crystal ball now?”

“How can we possibly be faster than the crystal ball? It would be less administrative. As usual, the process is not complicated.”

“How the hell are you so confident in how long it took you to reach the temple and get here?”

I replied bluntly.

“It probably took three days.”

“… … maybe?”

“According to the actual operation time alone, it took two days, but I said that because the departure was a little late, so I went through the day vaguely.”

“… … In the end, what would have taken two months was accomplished in just two days.”

Gorenzo smirked.

“Are you going to believe it now?”

“It doesn’t matter if you don’t believe it or not.”

I pointed my finger out the window. There was a floating sub, which had not been intentionally miniaturized.

“At least you’ve never seen a boat that flies like that.”

“It is.”

The answer this time was a man with a lot of ambition.

It’s virtually impossible for elves to tell their age by their looks, but Galadriel is probably the youngest among the elders. I could tell without looking at the code.

It’s absurd for an old man who is over a hundred years old to have such a lively expression on his face. It’s okay to say that 150 is young, though.

He continued to speak with innocent eyes.

“At least I see it for the first time. It’s a little late for news outside here. If I go out, can I get a boat like that?”

“It’s probably impossible. It’s the only treasure on the continent that came out of the ruins, and it’s only what I borrowed from the original owner.”

“Oh, that’s unfortunate.”

It’s not just the words, but the expression on his face is gloomy. Perhaps it was the setting that he rose to the position of an elder at a young age with outstanding talent, but, on the contrary, had no experience in the world.

It is said that it is not unreasonable to react like a child even for an old man who is 150 years old.

I glanced at him and turned to the middle-aged man sitting farthest away.

4 Elder Gorenzona 7 Elder Galadriel. They are the most talkative among the elders, but they have the fewest real powers.

Gorenzo makes too many enemies with his voice like an old man, and Galadriel is a newcomer who has been in the office for less than 5 years.

The real power is that middle-aged man, First Elder Duilan. His influence alone is comparable to that of three other elders. In fact, it is not an exaggeration to say that he dominates the Presbytery.

Douilan looked at me as if he felt my gaze.

“Is there anything you want to ask me?”

“Isn’t there something the Elder wants to ask us rather than something I want to ask?”

“I’m talking about whether it’s true that you’re a saint candidate.”

“That’s right.”

A flying boat, and the most important thing right now is the sudden appearance of our identity, isn’t it? But so far, no elf has asked.

Even if the rest were surprised to see Suba, Duilan was far from such a figure.

He looked at me with dazed eyes.

“You don’t need to ask, so you don’t ask.”

“You don’t need to ask?”

“It means that the identification has already been completed.”

“Then do you know who I am?”

Duylan slowly nodded at my words.

“It must be Ryan who is called the saint of Layton. The priest over there must be Arina of the Kitanism.”

Arina, who was quietly listening next to her, heard the sound of breathing in her breath.

I’m quite famous, so even so, I wouldn’t have expected that I would even know my own name.

However, the other elders are familiar with it, so there is no change in their facial expressions. Including me, of course.

The ability to converse with distant plants seems to be the case. It is a technology that has many limitations and a lot of weariness, but it is also true that in this case, it looks like an all-rounder.

Anyway, it was worth thinking about. Your future response will depend on whether you can use that ability or not.

“Of course, as to whether that priest is really the candidate for a saint, we will finish the verification work through the crystal ball later. However, I just decided that there is no need for that right now.”

A yangban who is close to a thousand years old is also flexible.

I nodded my head at him.

“For now, that is enough. We didn’t mean to just ask for your trust.”

“Then it’s time to ask a really important question.”

A man with glasses that looks intelligent. It must be the 5th Elder Andras, who is in charge of the elves’ reason. He looked at me and opened his mouth.

“Let’s say that priest is a real candidate for the saint of Kitan. But why did the god of those humans send you to our elves?”

That’s a sharp question.

Although the current relationship between humans and other races is not so good, in fact, it has always been that way.

Rather, it can be said that now is the period with the least discrimination or exclusion in the history of the continent. That’s because we all united once, regardless of race, to destroy the evil empire. It would have been unimaginable in the past.

However, the problem is that that is not enough.

You can’t call it an alliance if you’re on the other side or not.

The half-maimed imperial relativity may have been sufficient, but it is unlikely to happen in the future.

Absolute and active cooperation. There is a need between humans and other races.

And in fact, winning the favor of the elves, who are the leaders of the alliance, can be said to be the starting point of getting closer to that.

I met Andras’ sharp eyesight.

“This is to help you.”

“… … Help, you say?”

As if it was an unexpected word, Andras asked, adjusting her glasses.

“We don’t really need the help of the human race.”

“I do not know. There must be one urgent matter right now.”

He smiled and sat down on the stairs going down to the conference room. It is a position where you can make eye contact with the elders in the chair.

“For example… … Yes, the World Tree is dying.”

“What… … !”

Gorenzo stood up with a puzzled face.

“How the hell do you know the secrets of our species!”

Even formal respectful words have disappeared. Even though my original personality is like that. Maybe it was because our way of appearing was so unusual that we were still being careful.

I looked at him and shrugged.

“Didn’t you say that you came by Kitan-sama’s order? It’s no wonder he doesn’t even know that much.”

“… … Whatever it is!”

“stop.”

Duilan intervened in a voice without a single surprise. He calmed Gorenzo with just his eyes and looked straight at me.

“I know what you mean. Certainly, the revival of the World Tree is not the most pressing issue for us. However… … .”

Duylan’s eyes turned slightly colder.

“I can’t imagine what you can do to help. A problem we haven’t been able to pinpoint the exact cause for hundreds of years.”

“Ah, the cause is simple.”

“… … Is it simple?”

“Yes. We can prove it right now.”

As I spoke proudly, Andras looked at me with interest.

“How are you going to prove it? The only way we could think of was to split the world tree and look inside.”

“Well, I don’t have any special methods.”

“… … no way.”

Gorenzo pointed at me with a surprised face as if he had foreseen something.

In any case, when it comes to the world tree, my head is spinning. Guess who isn’t the world’s best?

“you’re right.”

I looked at Gorenzo like that, and pulled out a hard material and set it aside. And said in a calm voice.

“I just opened up the world tree just before I came in. This is the flesh.”

Receiving the astonished glances including Duylan and Andras, I grinned with a carefree face.

* * *

“… … Is this real?”

squeak.

Arina muttered in confusion as she lifted the handcuffs tied to her hands.

okay. We are just now in prison. The charge is damage to the world tree.

Perhaps this is a new law that has just been created. Even if it was not legally enacted in the first place, the elves would not have hurt the World Tree.

“So I told you not to. As a human being, it’s no different than throwing a punch at your opponent’s parents in front of you, isn’t it? No, if you think about what elves do, it must be worse than that, right?”

“I said there was no other way to convince them anyway. They would have pretended to listen to us if they had to show them that they had cavities even if they blew up their parents’ bamboo bread.”

“I could have gone out a little more moderately.”

“how? It looks like your parents’ teeth are rotten, so I’ll blow you in the face to confirm, like this?”

“… … Not again.”

Arina shook her head and leaned her back against the prison wall.

“But what about us now? After all, after being kicked out of town, am I being stripped of my candidacy as a saint?”

“Isn’t that a very hopeful treatment?”

“… … Then?”

I glanced at the hanging handcuffs and answered calmly.

“Like you said, to them, the world tree is more than their parents. Diplomatic issues or whatever, we could get away with a death sentence. After all, we are smugglers and our identities are not clear, so we can make excuses for not knowing that we were candidates for saints.”

“You know this very well, and you’ve done this well… … .”

Arina sighed heavily.

“I never imagined that Rihanna would have the qualities of a martyr like that. I think Kitan-sama chose the wrong companion.”

“What is martyrdom? Do I look like someone who would do that?”

“sure?”

“It was all because I was thinking, so don’t worry too much and just rest comfortably.”

“What are your thoughts?”

Arina pursed her lips and muttered. I pretended not to hear it and lay on the floor of the prison. Arina had no intention of blaming herself any more, so she just leaned her chin and looked at me.

how long has it passed

I could hear footsteps walking in the distance. It was an elf guard. He came to the front of the cage and looked at us with contempt.

Chunkyung.

“Come out. Duilan-sama is calling.”

I yawned and got up from my seat. Perhaps it wasn’t a very good place to rest, so Arina quickly went outside.

“Isn’t that the same as saying that I’m going to see Duilan-sama and being dragged to the death penalty?”

“Don’t speak vulgarly, human bitch. I’m just holding on to wanting to cut you guys down right now.”

Arina opened her mouth and looked at me. am i vulgar? It’s like asking a question. I smiled and shrugged my shoulders. Arina looked at me like that and held out her hand to the guard.

“If you’re not going to take me to the death penalty, please release this first. I’m going to see a high-ranking person, but I can’t go with something like this.”

The guard looked at the handcuffs tied to Arina’s hands as if he really hated it. Still, as if an order had been given in advance, he used the key to unlock the boy more obediently than expected.

gang!

Arina’s handcuffs fell to the ground, and the guard frowned and came up to me. I looked at him and waved my hand.

“I am done. You can just solve it by yourself.”

“… … I guess you don’t know what those handcuffs are. I know you’re a third-class knight, but that’s what blocks the wearer’s magic… … .”

snuggle up.

The jailer can’t continue talking and opens his eyes wide. Because I gently bent the handcuffs to release them with my careful hand. I put it back to normal and said calmly.

“Then let’s go see Duilan-sama.”

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