Chapter 368 â The End, and the Beginning of a New Era
Translator: Kell | Editor: Weasalopes
The End, and the Beginning of a New Era
After receiving word from Silver Face that the Evil Drakon had been defeated, Grucel made his way to Dream Makerâs government office building that housed all public institutions.
To accommodate the army that far outnumbered the original population, the government offices had to be operating. The building was bustling every single day, like it was a battlefield.
ăCommander!ă
As soon as they saw Grucel, supreme commander of Dream Makerâs army and currently the countryâs chief executive, government officials swarmed him.
ăPlease sign these documents!ă
ăCommander, we need to talk about our lack of resources to reinforce the walls and the demolition of destroyed houses. We can discuss this at the allied forcesâ barracks.ă
ăHey, move it! Out of the way!ăGin pushed the people aside.ăThe Commander will not entertain you when he has that serious look on his face.ăhe said, then turned to Grucel.ăIs it urgent, Sir?ă
ăI must get in touch with His Majesty right away.ă
Gin and the officials tensed up at his words. A Lingaâs Quill Pen, an item used by the Adventurers Guild and the armies for ultra long-distance communications, was also installed in this government building. As it wasnât Dream Makerâs own technology, they feared the possibility of it being tapped, so using it was not recommended. But since it allowed communication with King Doriachi, its usage wasnât entirely disregarded.
They had only used it twice ever since arriving Grand Dream. Their first message was: âReclaiming Dream Makerâ and the second was âKoukimaru captured.â Doriachiâs reply was the same both times: âGreat work. I leave the rest to Grucel.â
Something actually happened that led them to restrict their use of Lingaâs Quill Pen.
ăC-Commander. What is going on?ă
Grucel looked around. He saw the faces of trustworthy people.ăThe Evil Drakon up north had been slain.ă
A deep silence descended, wrapping around the whole building. The voices and the sounds of conversation lulled. Birds chirping outside could be heard. A bunch of papers falling on the floor broke the silence.
Then the people cheered and roared. Some were ecstatic, some asked Grucel if it was true, and some sank to the floor crying.
Gin and the officialsâthe ones running Dream Makerâknew that the main reason this continent had become almost uninhabitable for humans and infested with monsters was because of the Evil Drakon. They were aware that the monster invasion that forced them to abandon their city was also its doing. That it sent the waves of monsters that had them on the defensive for days on end.
ăThe battle is not yet over.ăGrucel said, and the officials nodded quietly.ăBut I think itâs all right to celebrate today.ă
Cheers erupted once more. Grucel made his way to the basement where the Lingaâs Quill Pen was installed. Gin and many officials followed him.
The stone slab sitting on a pedestal stuck into the ground emitted a faint light.
ăI need a transcriber.ă
ăY-Yes, sir.ă
Picking up a catalyst and a pen, one of the officials wrote the words âStarting Transmission.â Ten seconds later the words âTransmission Acknowledgedâ appeared. Someone back in Ville Dream, a city built right next to Vireoceanâs capital, Ville Zentra, checked for any transmission constantly. A messenger should soon be running to call Doriachi.
ăLord Grucel. The message, if you please.ă
ăThe epidemic had been identified and ended.ă
They came up with key words beforehand in case the transmission was being tapped. For example, Vireocean was a âmedium-sized sailing vesselâ, Gerhardt was a âfire spiritâ, and the Evil Dragon was an âepidemicâ.
Everyone waited for the reply with bated breath. It was taking quite some time. If Doriachi was not around, then it would take at least a few hours.
Then someone yelped in surprise. Words came up in a flash of light.
How is the condition of the commanderâs grandfather?
Grucel gasped as he saw the unexpected words. âThe commanderâs grandfatherâ was a code for Koukimaru.
They had not yet checked on Koukimaru after learning of the Evil Drakonâs death. Perhaps the man could provide some useful information.
Such an important matter completely slipped from Grucelâs mind. He admonished himself for being too thrilled.
ăIâm going to check on Koukimaru. Weâll resume the transmission later.ăGrucel walked in huge strides, and Gin followed.
Gin had gone from a carefree senior soldier to a company leader. He was also treated like a senior commanding officer that accompanied the Commander himself.
ăSir, is it true that the Evil Drakon has been defeated? I still canât believe it.ă
ăI feel the same. ButâŠăGrucel hesitated.
If he said âSilver Face said so, so it must be true,â it would be taken as âSilver Face killed it.â The masked boy wished to keep his existence secret.
Gin might eventually find out from someone else that Silver Face was the source of the information. Grucel, however, didnât want the words to come from himself.
ăWeâre almost a hundred-percent certain about it.ăthe commander said.
ăI understand. I guess I should just be glad.ă
Sensing that his commander had his reasons, Gin didnât press the issue any further. He wasnât greedy, and didnât particularly care about power struggles or information gathering.
The two men arrived at the detention center. A soldier stationed inside gave a respectful bow at the supreme commander, but Grucel gestured him to stop.
ăHowâs Koukimaru?ă
ăSir. As always, he doesnât eat much. He hadnât touched any of his food since last night.ă
ăReally?ă
ăHim eating is actually much rarer.ă
ăI see.ă
Grucel didnât care how Koukimaru was doing in jail. Or perhaps it might be more appropriate to say that the commander had much more important matters to attend to.
When he visited Koukimaru the other day, he guessed that Koukimaru wouldnât give them any information that would turn the tide of battle into their favor. But now, with the Evil Drakon dead, he might say something.
ăI want to talk to him.ăGrucel walked into the jail with Gin and the soldier.
Koukimaru stayed in the same cell as beforeâin the middle of three cells. No one else was in the other cells, to keep them away from their special prisoner.
A plate lay in front of the iron bars. The food had gone completely cold, with no signs of it being touched. Koukimaru was sitting on the chair last time, but today, he was lying on a small bed by the wall, his back turned.
Did he always have such a small back? Grucel wondered. A small man like this destroyed Dream Maker once?
ăKoukimaru.ăGrucel called out to him. No answer. He tried a few times, but still nothing.
ăHeâs not anwering.ăthe soldier said.ăWhat do we do, Sir?ă
ăGive me the key.ă
Grucel held out his hand to the soldier, but the latter couldnât decide whether to hand the key over or not.
ăSir. He might be pretending to be asleep.ăGin said.ăHe might attack you if you go inside.ă
ăItâs fine. An old man canât best me.ă
ăThatâs⊠true.ăGin turned to the soldier.ăDo it.ă
ăYes, sir!ă
Instead of handing over the key, the soldier unlocked the cell himself. Grucel thanked him and entered the room.
ăKoukimaruâăGrucel froze.
It wasnât that Koukimaru did not answer, he couldnât. The old man was dead. Black goo streamed from his eyes down to the bed. It didnât take Grucel long to figure out when exactly he diedâprobably the moment the Evil Drakon died as well.
ăSir? Whatâs the matter?ăGin asked. He was standing outside with his hand on the door just in case something happened.
ăHeâs dead.ăGrucel turned back and stepped out the cell.
ăWhat?!ăThe soldier rushed in to confirm the manâs death.
ăI-Is he really dead?ăGin asked.
ăYeah.ăGrucel nodded and walked away.ăInform His Majesty about this.ăhe ordered.
ăWh-What about you, sir?ă
ăIâŠăAs soon as he left the detention center, Grucel realized that he was irritated.ăI donât know. Just going somewhere.ă
ăSir.ăGin stopped. He didnât follow his commander.
Grucel heard his subordinateâs footsteps heading towards the government office building. Where do I even go in this small city? he thought. No, wait. Weâre free now. This continent will be developed further. We can even go to the other continent.
Koukimaru was obsessed on this continent, on Dream Maker, on this small country. If he only shifted his gaze, he wouldâve seen a much bigger world. Now he died without even knowing that.
What a selfish man!
He was frustrated because they were pushed around by a selfish old man, who killed many and gave them a difficult time. But the person in question had left this world. He probably had some kind of vital link to the Evil Drakon.
Grucel couldnât even declare to Koukimaru that they had won. That the old man was wrong.
ăNow Dream Maker will enter a new era.ă
Doriachi, who should have received Ginâs message by now, would be thinking the same thing.
Interaction with the other continent. This continentâs exploration. These were things that were not possible before.
Grucel headed towards the city walls. He had the urge to gaze at the land from somewhere high.