The Protagonists of Romance Fantasy Novels Have Escaped

80 – 80. Gunpowder Peninsula (1)

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Lue exclaimed in astonishment, his voice ringing out.

“E-Edan… was a war fanatic?!”

The fairy’s densely packed face was filled with shock.

He even jumped up and down in place as if to express his surprise vividly.

It was truly surprising.

He had been searching for war fanatics all this time.

He recalled Lue, who had exploded in anger, saying that he was his senior, not Edan! He was the first mascot to join the Paladin Party!

“Alright, Lue senior.”

“hehehe! If you have any questions about the Paladin Party, feel free to ask!”

“…”

I could confidently say that I had much more knowledge.

As someone who memorized the contents of the original work and was also a possessed individual.

Before being dragged into the Paladin Party like being pushed, I had advised and guided Maximilian.

But I decided to play along like a momentarily gloomy junior, not wanting to trample on Lue’s cheerful demeanor as he hummed a tune.

“You’ve finally realized it!”

“What?”

“Didn’t Edan tell you stories about Bea and Max from the first time you met him? It was because Edan had adventured with them a long time ago!”

“Y-You suddenly got smart… Did you eat something wrong?”

As Lue began to explain sharply, I almost burst into tears at his enlightened appearance.

He had become remarkably clever.

For a fairy with the intelligence of a snail to make such difficult inferences…!

It felt like knowing the heart of a father raising a child.

I clapped along with Lue’s sharp reasoning, delighted at his growth.

“In fact, as a possessed individual who had binge-watched the original work… Lue’s reasoning isn’t wrong.”

If the Goddess of Misfortune had been present, she would have thrown a tantrum.

Lue’s growth was truly astonishing.

“Thanks to the sudden appearance of that blockhead, I thought you’d been through a lot… I’m glad, Lue.”

“Max will come back! Believe in him!”

He not only became smarter.

He matured a bit more.

Lue showed a resilient demeanor while flashing a bright smile.

“Ahem…!”

As I was stroking the head of the majestic and virtuous fairy, reveling in her growth,

the sound of the door opening was accompanied by a dignified cough filled with uneasiness.

It was Jeblinne.

The girl with silver hair entered the room with a flushed face.

“Lady.”

“Yes, yes…”

Since last night, things had been awkward.

Seeing Jeblinne blushing like a morning dawn, I suddenly felt a sense of unease.

A bright smile on her lips.

A gentle touch as she embraced me lightly.

And the warmth of thick lips that descended on my forehead as if bestowing a blessing.

As the vivid memories of that time flooded my mind, a warm rush of blood began to concentrate in my head.

“Why so? Is something the matter?”

“No, nothing.”

In contrast to Roue, who had matured through painful partings and reunions, Jeblinne and I had become stubborn and awkward like adolescents tormented by the emotions of first love.

Her face was flushed.

Jeblinne, with her cheeks in her hands, seemed to be in a similar state.

Thus, Lady and I exchanged dignified coughs repeatedly, trying to calm our hearts.

“As I mentioned earlier, I will be visiting the Gunpowder Peninsula. I entrust Roue to you.”

“Of course, go without worry.”

The Gunpowder Peninsula.

A land of war and bloodshed.

It was a task that involved eternal bloodshed and taking the Lady and the fairy to the Netherworld. That’s why I told Jeblinne that I would go alone.

“Sorry, but I need to leave for a while.”

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“It’s alright! Just like… trust Edan!”

Noble as she was.

She was a fairy I cherished dearly.

If I had continued to cherish her like Maximilian, she would have undoubtedly become a mischievous troublemaker with a stubborn personality. Her cute antics would have turned her face, overflowing with charm, into a cold, icy demeanor.

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Jeblinne bid farewell to Edan like a wife accepting her husband’s departure, releasing a heavy sigh of distress as she grasped Roue’s slender hand firmly.

She seemed like the tragic heroine.

No,

She was undoubtedly the tragic heroine herself.

If the poignant romance between the Lady of Glory and the Apostle serving the disaster god in the Kingdom of Glory became widely known, she would undoubtedly receive much attention and love from many. Moreover, with the appearance of the wicked old maid as the villain, her fame would only increase.

“Where is Edan? Please call her quickly as I have to return shortly.”

“Ugh! Even tigers come when called, they say…!”

As Jeblinne fell into ecstasy, her body quivering all over,

The blonde princess, returning to the Imperial stronghold, encountered the first Lady of Glory.

Indeed, the Imperial Red Dragon.

To fly across such a distant land in an instant.

As Jeblinne stared at Rudmilla, sticking out her tongue, she openly revealed her discomfort.

“You left this morning.”

“… You left?”

Could she be lying?

Rudmilla stared at Jeblinne with a suspicious gaze.

But the Lady’s words were undoubtedly true. There was no trace of Edan’s presence anywhere in the Kingdom of Bomon.

“How did the princess get here?”

“…..”

As the knights handed out pastries, Roue, returning with them, looked puzzled when she saw Rudmilla, hinting at her confusion.

Had she regressed to her original intelligence after Edan disappeared?

The Imperial Red Dragon nonchalantly used the title she despised the most in the world.

“Ahahahaha! Ahahahahahat!”

It was needless to say that Jeblinne burst into a forced laughter.

“What did you just call me? I hope I misheard.”

“Oh, sister! I said you were beautiful and lovely… a very young sister!”

Rudmilla’s gaze turned fierce.

If she dared to mock her further, it felt like she would turn her into a mountain of ashes.

Perhaps due to the threat to her life.

Having regressed to her original intelligence, Roue displayed a strong survival instinct as she groveled.

Beautiful and lovely.

Young.

The fierce momentum of Ludmilla, which had been raging wildly, finally subsided upon hearing the satisfying title.

“I heard you clashed with the hero Maximilian.”

“As a result of the battle, the immortal fortress that was once the capital of the Boemon Kingdom has collapsed. The troops of the Glory Kingdom are currently on-site conducting rescue operations.”

Will he be okay after fighting Cheongoil?

Will his heart be okay after fighting his only brother?

There’s no way he’ll be okay.

Even if he didn’t sustain any injuries, his heart must have been worn out.

She wanted to go to Edan to offer words of encouragement immediately.

Revealing her complex emotions, Ludmilla bit down on her full lips and twisted her face.

“A fierce battle took place, but everyone is safe. Maximilian and Regnas have returned to their original places, and Edan has headed to the Gunpowder Peninsula.”

“…Gunpowder Peninsula, you say?”

Edan, who had engaged in a fierce battle with Maximilian, suddenly left for the Gunpowder Peninsula.

At Javelin’s words, Ludmilla widened her eyes.

“He’s heading to the site of the War Catastrophe to meet the Harbinger of War amid the vibrating bloodshed.”

“Wait, the Harbinger of War…! Are you saying Edan is planning to bring forth the innocent’s ruin into the present world!”

The training of the hero and the fortress of swords.

The emergence of a war fanatic.

The shocking incident in the Boemon Kingdom was on the verge of unfolding a perilous plan in the Gunpowder Peninsula, deemed a mere disturbance.

Feeling a sense of foreboding, Ludmilla trembled all over.

Fear surged within her.

Simultaneously, a profound thrill ran through her.

Her red pupils quivered, foreseeing the events to come.

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Gunpowder Peninsula.

A land where vile greed and slaughter repeat.

Even the compassionate land itself rejects any grace in this cursed region.

Arriving on the battlefield resonating with unpleasant bloodstains, Edan let out a heavy sigh. After unloading the cart he had brought to the battlefield, he prepared to summon the Harbinger of War.

“Hmm….”

The rough land trampled several times by hooves.

The acrid smoke completely obscuring the sky.

Numerous corpses strewn across the battlefield regardless of nationality.

It was enough.

The aftermath of war was so overwhelming that it overflowed.

Edan, with a bitter smile mixed with regret, swiftly cleared the items he had transported on the cart. They were all sorts of expensive jewelry, including magnificent gold treasures.

“What on earth is that guy doing…!”

“Suddenly appearing on the battlefield and sweeping away all the troops!”

The battlefield of the Gunpowder Peninsula, where intense battles were repeated, temporarily entered a lull state.

All because of one person.

The figure who appeared by summoning numerous gunpowder weapons into the air halted the battle.

The tens of thousands of troops hesitated to launch an attack, their morale plummeting. It seemed as if the black muskets would once again spew flames and shower bullets just like before.

“Clear out anyone loitering around. Don’t kill them.”

“Yes, Lord Vanguard.”

Edan, who ordered the elimination of bothersome intruders for the vampires, sighed as he gazed at the figure perched on a pile of corpses.

He had yet to regain consciousness.

Nor did he call upon the Harbinger expecting a covenant.

-To personally prepare offerings for the deity is truly commendable.

“….”

The being who used the piled corpses like a stupa to sit as a throne of the masses was likely the only one among all deities.

Turning the battlefield’s true horrors into a warm hearth,

Turning the dreadful wails and screams into a melodious tune,

Treating the rusted armaments and maggots-infested corpses as the highest offerings, an atrocious monster.

How could one forget the voices?

To forget the voices overflowing with frenzied zeal for war was impossible.

-Edan.

“…Lierre.”

He uttered the divine command.

The burly shadow seated on the throne of corpses smiled broadly.

-Lovely apostle, do you wish to hear the covenant spoken by the Harbinger of War.

“Yes.”

Thud.

A dense shadow flicked its hand.

Simultaneously, all the radiance surrounding disappeared like fleeting candlelight.

The light was vanishing.

No bright brilliance was spared.

The common shadow scattered like dye, swallowing the entire scene. Every color that painted the landscape was overwritten by the shadow of war.

Thus, the colors stolen from the scenery were used to create the semblance of a beautiful maiden.

-Indeed, it feels good to descend to the mortal realm after a long time. My dear apostle, what piques your curiosity? Speak freely of anything.

It was a jovial voice.

The girl with flowing red hair chuckled boldly in response to the question.