The Regressed Mercenary’s Machinations Chapter 718

Episode 718 We’re Leaving Soon (2)

The artifacts in the dungeon were such great treasures that it was hard to find their value, but Giselle didn’t care at all.

I wasn’t the type of person to rely on the power of treasure, and I thought it would be better to use it where it was needed rather than letting it rot in a warehouse like this.

“Okay, I guess I can make a few more at this level.”

Among the knights who died in this war, all the knights with considerable skill were brought into the subspace.

Because there were so many of them, even if all the treasures in the archive were replaced, it would not be possible to turn all the knights into Death Knights. Still, the fact that we could create at least one more was important.

The plan was to continue making them in the future as long as I could find a way to fill them with magic power.

After a while, a large amount of confiscated wealth from the Margrave of Falkenheim arrived in the capital. Among them, Giselle took only the items with magical powers.

“I’ll take this. Anyone against it? Tell me quickly so I can share it with you if you want.”

“… … .”

Jiselle tolerates freedom of expression, but does not guarantee freedom after expression. Everyone, from the royal family to the lords, remained silent because they understood this to some extent.

They were satisfied with just dividing the remaining wealth.

So, Jiselle devoted herself to gathering artifacts and creating a Death Knight.

“Everyone will be surprised when they see it later, right?”

Creating a Death Knight is no easy task, but Giselle was always smiling as she worked.

This is his own hidden power. Unless something special happens, he has no intention of using it in battles with humans.

But once we return to reality, it will be of great help in fighting the remaining cracks and adversaries.

“If the crack opens again, I too will have to push back with force.”

Death Knights are beings who can fight endlessly without dying as long as they have enough magic power. It was thanks to the immortal army he led that Helgenik was able to fight the rift alone.

Jiselle, who secretly envied him, was creating her own immortal army.

The real body contains much more mana than Astion’s body, as it absorbed Morbus’ poison in the Forest of Demons.

Besides, I haven’t used Arterion’s Shattered Dragon Heart yet.

“If I absorb that much… … I might become the greatest in history in terms of mana amount alone.”

If Giselle, who had also learned magic, were to absorb it, then the strongest immortal army in history would be created.

Since Jiselle devoted herself to her work for several days, everyone had no choice but to wait. Only after her work was finished did the victory banquet begin.

Small and medium-sized nobles who had been living in hiding in the capital flocked in, as did neutral lords and their subordinate nobles.

Officers of the Yulien Mercenary Corps, which was the main force in this war, also attended.

Naturally, the nobles flocked to the Yulien mercenary group, the main character of the victory… no, to Yulien.

“Julian, please look here.”

“You’re the leader of the mercenary group, aren’t you, Julian?”

“You are truly amazing!”

In particular, the young nobles were all attached to Julian. They were busy saying nice things and flattering him in order to become close to him.

Most of the nobles gathered here were of weak power. To them, Yulien was a talent they greatly coveted.

Since he was also handsome, it was only natural that there would be chaos.

Status didn’t matter. If you were an officer of the Yulien Mercenary Corps, you could receive a title at any time.

There are those who ignore it as being baseless, but they are a very small minority. Since they have no power anyway, their voices are small.

Julian, unfamiliar with this situation, just smiled awkwardly and looked embarrassed.

The nobles approached him more actively at that sight, because they felt a strange sense of comfort in his smile.

As competition intensified, there were quite a few people targeting other executives of the mercenary group.

A fair number of nobles flocked to Deneb, Kyle, Tyran, and even Osval.

In any case, the power of the name of the Yulien Mercenary Corps was that great in this kingdom.

Jiselle, who was talking to Alex, saw the sight for a moment and chuckled.

“I should provide more experiences like this in the future.”

Everyone was dragged around by the nobles because they were embarrassed. They were all good at fighting, but they had no tolerance for this kind of thing.

But Astion, who had just woken up, suddenly shouted.

– Me too! Me too!

‘what?’

– I want to become friends with noble ladies like those guys!

‘… … .’

― You never know when or how things will turn out! Just give me your full name and let’s make some connections! Stop talking about work!

Astion was determined not to remain a hermit and to have a romantic relationship somehow. So he pestered Giselle to try to make friends with the noble ladies.

Jiselle snickered. She was currently only talking about state affairs with the king and the lords who had participated in the war.

It was quite frustrating for Astion, who was watching, because all his other friends were making friends with young nobles.

“Yeah, I can do that much.”

Jiselle stood up confidently.

It’s a bit much to say that I’m bragging, but in reality, I was also quite popular at banquets. It was no problem at all for me to make a few friends for Astion.

Jiselle planned to approach the popular Yulienne first. Then, she naturally started talking to the nobles around her…

‘huh?’

As she approached Julian, Giselle felt something strange.

Every time I walked, people… … seemed to move away from me.

‘Am I mistaken?’

Jiselle tilted her head for a moment.

It was because I felt like the distance between me and people was not getting any closer.

It must be a mistake. Aren’t you all trying to befriend the Yulien Mercenaries right now?

So let’s take another step forward with a gentle smile.

Sasa Sak.

“… … .”

People stepped back exactly one step. In an instant, Julian’s side was emptied.

It seemed like the surroundings had become quiet. This time, Jiselle took a step to the side.

Sasak.

I took another step in the opposite direction.

Sasak.

Everyone followed Giselle and took a step back. Giselle, who had become anxious, moved back and forth from side to side.

Ssak, ssak, ssak.

“… … .”

Every time Giselle moved, the nobles were pushed this way and that.

It felt as if a strong resistance was pushing people away. Is this what it feels like to be cut off from the world?

Jiselle, who was keeping silent, heard people whispering in her ears.

“It’s the crazy superman Astion.”

“Shh, be quiet. If you find fault with me, you die.”

“Don’t make eye contact. You’ll be in trouble. Your family will be ruined.”

All sorts of sounds could be heard. The emotions contained within were nothing but fear to anyone who heard them.

‘… … What should I do?’

Only then did Jiselle realize that her real-life self and Astion here were in completely different positions.

No matter how crazy he acted, Giselle was the successor of Ferdium and a nobleman. The Marquis of Branford, who was a pro-Prince, also supported him wholeheartedly.

Although he aroused the envy and jealousy of many nobles, he could not help but gain much favor.

Even later on, he became a hero who saved the continent. With such a story, Jiselle’s popularity was bound to increase.

But what about Astion now?

‘I’ll just look like some crazy mercenary from the countryside who came to the city.’

Even if Giselle behaves exactly like in reality, here she only appears as a crazy commoner who beats up even nobles.

I hadn’t really saved the world yet. I just created a mercenary group and went around destroying everything that got in my way.

So, it was natural for the nobles to be afraid of getting involved with Giselle and being harmed.

The king and the lords who participated in the war were also watching Jiselle’s mood. The small and mid-sized nobles who lived without power could not be more daring than them.

“… … .”

Giselle is not a clueless person. He quietly returned to Alex’s side.

The only people who welcomed him were middle-aged lords who had lost their fear due to drinking.

“Hey! The temporary commander-in-chief is here!”

“You don’t have a good conversation with young people, do you? It’s because young people these days haven’t done anything difficult!”

“The interim commander-in-chief has a lot of experience! He looks like a kid!”

“… … .”

As Giselle returned to the king’s side, the atmosphere in the banquet hall became cheerful again. The space was filled with people’s chatter and laughter.

“… … .”

Giselle couldn’t say anything because Astion was throwing a fit of rage.

― It was because of you, you, you, you! It was because of you that I became a reclusive loner!

‘… … .’

― People are scared! Everyone is scared! I didn’t do anything! I just had my body taken away! Why should I be an object of fear?

‘… … That’s because people don’t know your charm yet. Once they do, you’ll become close.’

― How can we become close when we can’t even start a conversation?

‘I… I’m okay without friends.’

– I’m not okay!

‘… … But I think you’re popular with drunk uncles. You’re cute.’

– I hate that even more!

‘… … .’

Jiselle closed her eyes and folded her arms. She wanted to say something comforting, but she couldn’t think of the right words.

Dark shouted at Astion, who continued to cause trouble.

– What a pathetic guy!

– What’s wrong with me!

― You’re whining about not having any friends! Life is meant to be lonely!

– What are you talking about! You crazy sparrow!

– What? You don’t even have any friends! I have lots of friends.

The two began to argue noisily. Jiselle blocked out their voices because she had a headache.

Perhaps the two will fight inside Giselle’s consciousness until they are exhausted.

I feel a little sorry for Astion, but… … he will soon be leaving this kingdom and going to another kingdom anyway.

You can make new friends there, and if you work hard to save the world, you might become a little more popular, right?

Anyway, that’s how it would be. Jiselle decided to take it easy.

Tyran asked Giselle as she packed her bags the next day after the banquet.

“Are you really leaving? We’ve become the strongest mercenary group in the kingdom, so we can stay here comfortably.”

Tyran unintentionally achieved his dream quickly. Although he was no longer the captain, he became one of the vice-captains.

But isn’t it true that Giselle is leaving for another kingdom with only a few people?

Even though it was something that had been discussed before, I still asked again because I was disappointed.

Jiselle nodded.

“Yes, this one kingdom is not enough. If we want to make Yulien the mercenary king, wouldn’t we have to spread our fame throughout the continent?”

“Ugh… … .”

Tyran found himself laughing in vain.

Jiselle’s goal was so great that she couldn’t keep up with it. Even if she became a mercenary group that ruled the kingdom, she would say that it was ‘just’.

Well, to that extent, it would have been possible to overthrow the kingdom.

Jiselle laughed and patted Tyran on the arm.

“Gather all the remaining mercenaries and train them so they can move at any time. I will create branches in each kingdom.”

“Okay, I see. You don’t have to worry about that.”

Most of the members of the Yulien mercenary corps decided to stay. This was to absorb all the mercenaries in the kingdom.

Jisel left the job to Tyran. Since they were already the best mercenary group in the kingdom, absorbing mercenaries would not be difficult.

There, Tyran was a trustworthy comrade. Before leaving, Giselle gave him a gift.

“Okay, you’re weak, so watch this and practice hard.”

“you…….”

Tyran looked moved as he held the booklet he had received from Giselle.

It was a book that organized Tyran’s mana training method and added new techniques.

Even just skimming through it, I could tell it was a great read. If I kept working hard, I might even reach the path of a superhuman.

How could he pass something like this on so casually? I felt once again how generous Jiselle was.

Tyrone said with a smile.

“Can I give you something like this? It could make you stronger than me.”

“Then I’d be more than happy to help you. Fighting strong guys is my pleasure. Well, I always win in the end.”

The two men, laughing heartily, bumped fists. It was a greeting only mercenaries could give.

There weren’t many people to move. In addition to the four who had been with them from the beginning, they had only selected about ten mercenaries who had been bandits, as they needed a little more training to rehabilitate themselves.

As they finished packing their bags, Oswald grinned and shouted loudly.

“Have a safe trip! Osval, the man! I will be waiting here for you, brothers!”

“Oh, right. I forgot you. You come with me. You’re strong.”

“Hey, man, Osval. I have flat feet so it’s hard for me to walk for long periods of time… … .”

“Pack your bags quickly.”

“……yes.”

In the end, Osvaldo joined the departing group with tears in his eyes.

So, Jiselle and her party finished preparing to leave for the other kingdom.