Chapter 275 - Episode Twenty-Two - The Second Trial (4)

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“Would you mind backing off, please? I’m sure you guys have a way to avoid the statue of Kudor.”

The eyes behind Rupel’s glasses glared at Peter.

It was a probing tone.

Rupel was probably trying to figure out what Peter was really trying to say.

Rather, I don’t know either. Hadn’t he been beaten by these people and taken into custody?

Well, I’ll leave the decision of whether to fight or negotiate to Peter.

I was originally brought in as Peter’s help.

I was more interested in the “Sun and Moon Din’s Game” in the back of the room than in the oratorical battle between Rupel and Peter.

I was staring at the disk, wringing my hands.

I can’t wait to touch it. If I could, I would take it home.

It would make a perfect interior decoration for my room.

I can just see the tears of frustration on the faces of the collector.

I’m going to put a little bit of strong Ortem security on it.

The collector might run away with it.

At any rate, if Rupel doesn’t touch it now, is it okay for me to keep my hands off of it?

It seemed that there was some form of time limit imposed, and it would be a waste of time to be doing this now.

Rupel also glanced anxiously at the disk of “Sun and Moon Din’s Game”.

I wondered if he would let me play a little if I offered now.

I spin the disk in my head to simulate the game, but I can’t make sense of some of the hints that Priest Yohanan seems to have left.

And I can’t make sense of some of them without actually touching them.

“I’d be happy to knock you all down like this. But that would be a mutual collapse. With time running out, it’s hard for us to take the option of engaging you now that we can’t see your cards. Lord Peltaire it seems that you’re being very aggressive with us, but Darras hasn’t shown his true colors last time. I’m not just a decoration, either.”

Rupel’s eyes move to me and Mare.

“The Marren and …… a stoneless Doom Tribe, huh. It is true that both races are experts in warfare in the Dinrat Kingdom, but they both seem to be very young. Lord Peltaire, do you have high hopes for them?”

The Marren tribe was apparently a race that had long been considered extinct outside of the village, and Mea was rarely guessed to be a Doom tribe due to the lack of magic crystals on her forehead.

He saw through that instantly.

According to what Peter had told me, they were from outside the Dinrat Kingdom, but they seemed to know a lot about our situation.

While I was thinking about this, 80% of my attention was on the “Sun and Moon Din’s Game”.

In the same way that I draw magic circles, I use spirit light to write strings of letters and mathematical expressions in the air and analyze the solution to the “Sun and Moon Din’s Game”.

“Abel …… don’t you think you should listen to them a little more?”

Mea whispers to me.

But it is Peter who makes the decisions.

It would be more useful for me to make some progress in solving the Sun and Moon Din’s Game”.

It’s not that I didn’t want to take the lead in the hobby, but I’m doing what I need to do now with an eye on the future.

When I looked up to see another clue on the wall, my eyes met Rupel’s.

Rupel’s eyes narrowed, and he made an expression as if to say, “What the hell is this guy?”.

“…… It seems that you have a subordinate who seems to be very loyal. As expected of Lord Peltaire.”

Rupel said, somewhat to make fool of him.

Then he observes mine and Mea’s faces and said in a low voice.

“It seems to be an impromptu makeshift. You can’t expect such a group to be a trump card against me ……”

After saying that, Rupel’s eyes widened as if he had just realized something.

“I’ve always felt it was obvious …… but don’t tell me you’re trying to buy time by bluffing and double suicide with us, so that you can prevent the power of God Kudor from falling into our hands?”

…… The power of the god Kudor?

No, the staff of destruction belonged to Priest Johanan, but it could be interpreted as a gift from the god Kudor.

If that’s the case, then it’s not strange to call it the power of God Kudor.

“Don’t worry. I don’t mean that. it’s just that …… you’ve been so good to me earlier, I thought I’d be a little mean to you.”

Peter chuckled.

“I don’t know what your true intentions are, but …… I’m not going to waste any more time on idleness. All right, I’ll give you a firm ultimatum that we are superior.”

Darras released his stance and turned his head to Rupel for instructions.

“Darras, fire that thing at the side of the Marren man. They will be so frightened that they will run away from us. I can’t help but think that those two are less motivated than Lord Peltaire and his entourage of women. And with their help gone, Lord Peltaire will probably give up. Don’t fire it for now, it’ll be a long drawn out battle.”

Rupel orders Darras.

Darras gave a small nod, stepped forward slightly, and approached us for a few steps.

What, are you going to fire something at me?

It doesn’t look like he’s planning to hit me from the way he’s talking, but I guess I’d better have my auto-guard on the Ortem just in case.

“Lord Peltaire, we are getting nowhere with this. How about we show each other one of our tricks? At my side, I will send out Darras. If you can clearly see the difference in ability, you will give up and back off. It’s the same for us.”

Peter’s eyes fell on Darras, the large, one-armed, iron-masked man standing in front of Rupel.

Then he snickered.

“It’s not one arm. He looks like he’s already got …… a lot of wounds before he even showed his bottom.”

“Darras, let him have it.”

Darras nodded at Rupel’s words.

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