Raising Paladins

Episode 130. Rob the foundry (4)

“Meisa should come back unscathed… … .”

After finishing the meal, Tira said.

Tira tried to put the fruit she had picked for dessert into her mouth, but passed it into the mouth of the baby Rodaim on her shoulder.

misguided.

Rodaim, who filled his mouth with fruit, smiled at Tira.

“You’ll do just fine.”

It was Carl’s words.

Carl wiped his mouth with a cloth after his usual aristocratic meal.

Even if the dishes on the table were not part of the aristocratic diet, Carl always ate elegantly.

“Rather than that, there was a seal that imprisoned an ancient demon?”

At Carl’s words, Tira and Hanson nodded at the same time.

“Ancient monks built temples and guarded the seals of evil spirits. But it cracked… … .”

Knock this, knock that.

Tira tells the story

Even after returning, Carl was busy planning a plan to overthrow the pirates, entrusting Blackfang’s fangs to him.

It was the first time I had heard about the ancient temple in detail.

“It is a mysterious thing. That such a temple was on a remote island in the Pinas archipelago. How did you fight the evil spirits?”

“I will tell you that!”

Hanson tried to keep his mouth shut, but shut it up at Tira’s cry.

Tira, who had been chattering until now, spoke again.

“There was an adventurer who first discovered the temple a long time ago. There are also records of him translating ancient languages into imperial languages. More important than that, it was the words the adventurer had scrawled on the floor before he died. It said, ‘Burn it!’”

“Burn?”

“yes! It was the corpse of a man possessed by a specter and murdering fellow monks. When I brought the Holy Light to it, it burned up. If Hanson hadn’t caught the demon at that time, it might have been really big. It’s all thanks to Hanson that I’m alive!”

“Kuhm… … We just helped each other.”

Hanson cleared his throat, perhaps a little embarrassed.

“And yes! The island was mysteriously an island that could be reached by itself by riding a nearby current. It was as if they were guiding people who found them to the islands and temples. Aren’t you curious?”

Squeeze.

Carl poured the tea prepared for dessert into a cup.

Warm steam rose up.

‘I’m interested.’

An ancient temple that imprisoned evil spirits.

It was also said to be a temple before the creation of the Sun God.

It is said that monks, not priests, lived there.

That word meant the history before the establishment of the Empire.

“Let’s stop by once this job is over.”

“Carl will be interested in seeing the temple. But Carl, will it be difficult to build a new Temple of Dawning?”

“The Temple of the New Dawn? where?”

“The island I was just talking about! Wouldn’t it be nice to build the Temple of Dawning on an island guided by the surrounding sea breeze and tide? Besides, they say that there are no more temples of the Sun Church in the Pinas Islands.”

“That’s a good idea.”

The reason Carl helps the Pinas Islands is to free the natives from Harpy oppression.

At the same time, it is also important to establish a base for maritime trade between Meirium and Derdrang.

To do so, they had to take root here in the Pinas archipelago, but there was no better way than building a new temple.

If you build a temple, the residents can become believers, and you can become partners who believe in one religion, not just a relationship with money as a trading base.

“If you build a new temple, it will be of great help to what will happen here in the future. However, to build a new temple, permission must be obtained from the main temple of the Sun God Church in the capital. Let’s send a letter when we get back to Meirium.”

“Wow!”

Tyra clapped her hands in delight.

Rodim, not thinking of coming down from her shoulder, was picking up a piece of fruit on the table with his tail.

Carl, seeing that, stuck his fork out toward the guy’s tail.

“Yes? What are you doing?”

“Let’s tame it.”

A young Rhodaim that still has wild energy.

The guy grabbed the fork that the knife held out with his tail.

Carl picked up another fork and dipped a piece of fruit into his mouth.

It was an action he wanted to see and follow.

“uh? Wow!”

Surprisingly, Rodaim followed Carl’s actions exactly the same.

He pricked the fruit with a fork held by his tail, brought it to his mouth, and chewed and swallowed it.

“He’s a clever guy.”

If tamed and trained well, it seemed that it would help Tyra, who lacks physical combat power.

“By the way Carl, what’s this kid’s name?”

“doesn’t exist. You decide one.”

“Eh? You haven’t got a name yet, sorry… … .”

Tira gently stroked Rodaim’s small head.

“Can I really decide?”

“of course.”

After thinking for a moment, Tira opened her eyes.

“Chicken legs!”

“… … what?”

I dug my ears to see if I thought Hanson had heard it wrong.

“Chicken legs! Chicken leg! Because when I first met this kid, I was eating grilled chicken legs! From now on, your name is Chicken Leg! Ho Ho! Is it a chicken leg?”

When Carl and Hanson are speechless over the shocking naming.

The chicken leg was rubbing its head against Tira’s cheek, as if she liked her new name.

***

same time.

Gillian and the militia were looking down from the high hills of Juzochang Island.

Meisa, who was in their line of sight, disappeared into the center of the foundry.

“The dockside should be guarded so that the rescue boats can approach right away.”

“There is nothing difficult.”

The militiaman responded to Jillian’s words.

“Everyone brought this.”

What Daewon held in his hand was a long bamboo lamp.

If you dive with it in your mouth, you can navigate under the sea for a long time without choking.

“I’m going to take this and get right down to the pier and take care of it in an instant. After that, they let the boats loaded with sulfur flow.”

A boat driven by the militia.

There was a sharp iron attachment on it.

A boat designed so that if it collides with another boat, the metal fittings on the nipple will become embedded and will not fall out.

Straw was piled up there, and sulfur was mixed in between.

It was clear that something very nice would happen if they lit it and sent it to the pirate’s ship.

“The moonlight is dark, so I won’t be seen. I chose the day well.”

“That’s right, commander. But why is it so quiet? I entered the foundry building a while ago, so the flames should rise.”

“Wait more earnestly. It doesn’t matter what happens inside.”

“yes.”

“By the way, when will the leadership who was supposed to inspect this place come? Si-eon hyung has to come for the operation to work properly.”

“That’s right. Could there have been a change in the inspection schedule?”

“Hmm… … .”

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Jillian looked down at the casting window with worried eyes.

If there was a change in the strategy, it was because Mesa and Crete, which had infiltrated, were in danger.

“Everyone, be fully prepared to attack at any time. If the priests do something wrong, it’s a really big deal. Got it?”

“Yes, chief.”

The militiamen drew their weapons.

Tension flowed between the men who gripped the handle tightly.

***

The rum in the box is chalrang.

Meisa looked down at it.

‘It’s quite large.’

The casting window looked large from the outside, but the facilities inside were more serious.

There were dozens of workers walking around the inside.

Fortunately, the pirates’ guards were sitting here and there enjoying drinking and gambling.

It didn’t seem like he dared to think that anyone would come in.

‘If I’m going to start a fire, I’ll have to risk drawing attention.’

Meisa’s first plan was to secretly set fire to the place where the strong rum was stored and leave.

There were too many pirates inside for that.

‘If only I could get to the entrance safely.’

Crete, her uncle, took her place at the entrance to the foundry.

It would have been difficult if the two of them came inside together and the exit was blocked.

It also served as a notification if unexpected forces appeared.

“Hey, is that rum?”

Someone approached Maysa.

He was a bit different from other pirates, and was quite formal.

He also wore a triangular captain’s hat, which is not allowed for foot soldiers.

“… … Yes, it is rum.”

“Are you new? It’s a face I haven’t seen before.”

The man scanned Meisa up and down with sharp eyes.

Maysa was prepared for any eventuality.

“It’s a nice-looking guy, pick it up and follow me.”

“… … .”

Fortunately, Maysa’s worries did not become reality.

It was urgent to set fire to the center of the facility, but now I had no choice but to follow the man.

Because if you use a sword for no reason, you might end up doing something wrong.

“Everyone look here! I brought a lot of alcohol!”

“It’s rum! rum!”

In the place where they followed, the drinking table was already wide open.

Most of them are dressed in decent attire.

The man who brought Meisa sat down and gestured.

“Hey, newcomer! Pass one bottle at a time and you sit here.”

As Maya turned around with the box, the pirates took a bottle of rum from the box.

“What, you must be popular with the girls?”

“If it weren’t for the beard, I’d believe you if I said you were a girl.”

“That’s right.”

The pirates looked at Meisa’s face and threw one word at a time.

Some of them knew Maya.

‘Sigeon.’

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Jillian’s older brother, Sigian, who is the commander of the militia.

He was mixed up at the drinking table.

‘The leadership said it was late at night to inspect the foundry, but why are you here already?’

Sigian’s eyebrows twitched as Meisa passed.

He too had noticed Meisa’s existence.

‘Should I start working right away?’

Sigion had seen Meisa on the island of Mediel.

No matter how much she covered her breasts with bandages and added a beard, Meisa’s outstanding beauty was not easily forgotten.

However, Sigeon didn’t say anything right away or draw his sword.

It was just a matter of keeping an eye on the situation.

“newcomer! Sit here!”

Maysa stuck her ass.

The man took a sip of rum and handed it to Maysa.

“ruler! Drink it cold!”

“… … .”

gulp!

The hot heat goes down your throat.

Feeling like a fire burning in the stomach.

It was a natural reaction because Meisa doesn’t usually enjoy drinking.

“Cool, cool.”

“Ha ha ha ha! This guy, just like he looks, he’s a complete kid!”

“Ha ha ha ha ha!”

A loud laugh broke out at Meisa’s cough.

“As expected, guys who look like you can’t be manly!”

The man who took Meisa’s bottle back poured rum into his mouth as if showing off.

“For Harpies!”

“For Harpies!”

The other pirates drank rum happily.

An uproar ensues.

The man leaned back and spoke arrogantly.

“Anyway, it’s really unfortunate, the slave trader.”

The drunken pirates shook their heads.

“Stupid Delique, if he hadn’t failed, there would have been a lot of female slaves in this place! I think we could have spent a hot night wearing each other next to each other! Kyaaak, twee-!”

Wow-!

The pirates spit on the floor.

“A night is fun only when there are fresh female slaves. Hey newbie, what do you think? Does a nice guy like you know the hotness of a girl? huh? Ha ha ha!”

The eyes of the surrounding pirates were focused on Meisa.

Her face hardened.