To meet the Magic Lord and the Sword Saint, participating in the Siege War is inevitable.
Of course, there’s always the option of just barging in, but it’s not like the old days, and there are too many watchful eyes, so that approach has to be set aside for now.
To join the Siege War, one either has to have a Guild Castle or be a member of a guild that possesses such a castle, and that’s where the trouble begins.
I’m not planning to join someone else’s guild, nor do I intend to run one myself.
Besides, temporarily joining Yena’s guild to get involved would be too far-fetched.
Yena’s guild is situated in the southern region of the continent, while the Sword Saint and the Magic Lord are up north.
Moreover, her guild is part of the Eden Federation in the north and has absolutely no ties to the Empire.
From Yena’s guild’s perspective, they wouldn’t understand why I’d want to venture so far in the opposite direction.
Of course, if it were Yena, she would probably understand if I explained the circumstances, but I’m not just any user.
I’m already a broadcaster viewed by countless people.
I can’t just blabber about my situation with Naphras on air, so from their standpoint, my actions would seem utterly incomprehensible.
‘Who knows, it could turn into a disaster like with Kiki Island.’
“It’s bigger than I thought.”
So, I came to the northern part of the continent, the Eden Federation.
A place where seven kingdoms are interconnected like a sturdy castle wall, forming an alliance.
And the entity protecting them is none other than Deoen’s top guild, the Angel Guild.
“The name isn’t my favorite, though.”
“Lady Lily?”
As I entered the Kress Kingdom, the kingdom that is closest to the Empire within the Eden Federation, a pure white woman approached me, waiting in the distance.
Her hair was slightly touching her shoulders, white as snow, and her eyes were the same shade.
Dressed in what looked like a uniform tinged with blue, her beauty was more than enough to attract the surrounding gazes.
“Mr. Laguiel.”
The last among the Seven Archangels.
Currently ranked 37th, a ranger skilled with a bow.
Laguiel approached and bowed his head before me.
“Thank you for coming.”
“It’s not like I walked here or anything.”
I arrived directly here using the gate prepared by the Angel Guild.
Currently, parts of the warp gates in the Eden Federation, which the Angel Guild belongs to, are unavailable for use, except for those involved in preparing for the Siege War.
Fortunately, the Angel Guild changed my status to that of a related person, allowing me to use it.
Laguiel guided me into the inner part of the capital, speaking as he did.
“First of all, welcome to the Eden Federation. The Eden Federation is an alliance of the seven kingdoms that protect each other. We safeguard this federation and receive appropriate rewards in return.”
“I see.”
“Yes. And each of us is responsible for protecting one kingdom.”
“Quiet.”
“One kingdom each?”
“Yes. There are seven kingdoms. And there are seven archangels, right?”
“Oh! Hello, Laguiel!”
A greeting sound echoed from somewhere.
When one person greeted, the others quickly followed suit.
“Laguiel, you look beautiful today!”
“Thank you, as always!”
“Laguiel!”
As the residents in the distance bowed their heads in greeting, Laguiel smiled and accepted the greetings before continuing to speak.
“Each one protects a kingdom… Of course, we don’t always stay in just one place; we mostly stick together.”
According to Laguiel, while each archangel was assigned to protect a kingdom, they didn’t hold that position for life, like knights associated with a kingdom.
Especially, it’s rare for the other seven archangels to stay tied to a single kingdom…
Laguiel scratched her head, perhaps embarrassed by such angels.
“Even if they seem a bit unreliable… they’re still older brothers and sisters who get the job done when it counts. It’s reassuring.”
“You seem to be quite popular with the residents. Just like earlier.”
After wandering around the capital for 30 minutes, Laguiel had more influence than just that of a lord; she almost reached the fan-idol level!
People of all ages liked Laguiel.
No matter how noble and heroic she was, this level of admiration was something else.
“Um, well… it’s not like that.”
Laguiel awkwardly turned her head.
Fiddling with her lost hands for a moment, she finally spoke again.
“I’m the first line of defense, after all. I’m closest to the empire. So I just worked hard, and this is what happened.”
“Still, it’s not easy to achieve this.”
No matter how much effort was put in, there would still be differences in status and power.
Above all, Laguiel was an outsider in this world.
Despite that, the residents sincerely liked Laguiel, not out of awe or fake support.
“You must have worked really hard.”
“Is that so? I haven’t done much…”
“Guiel!!”
Hug!
“Wh-what?!”
Out of nowhere, an assassin appeared, wrapping her arms around Laguiel’s neck in an attempted assassination.
Laguiel tapped the arm that was around her neck due to the sudden ambush, but the assassin didn’t heed the tap at all.
“Hehehe… What did my sister say?”
“…Why are you here? I told you I’d guide you.”
“How could I just stay put?”
With her cheerful words, Laguiel sighed.
The assassin still looked at her with a smile.
“Hello? I’m Guiel’s sister. My name is Uriel.”
More accurately, the seventh archangel Uriel also bowed her head along with Laguiel.
I lowered my head just like Laguiel.
Forced to bow twice, Laguiel glared at Uriel, but she was still just chuckling to herself.
I also nodded as a greeting to her.
“I’m Lily. Quite a familiar name, isn’t it?”
“Right? Among the Seven Archangels, Uriel is definitely the notable one. Oh! That doesn’t mean Guiel isn’t noteworthy.”
Isn’t that right, Guiel?
Uriel looked at Laguiel, who was still in her embrace, with a confused “Huh?”
With her eyes narrowed, Laguiel glared at her, prompting Uriel to release her with a “Sorry…”
“It’s fine to tease, but could you not do it in front of guests?”
“Oh my! Our Guiel is all grown up and defying her sister now! How adorable…”
“Don’t.”
“Okay…”
The sulking Uriel drooped.
I observed her closely.
She had hair as white as snow and white eyes, slightly shorter than Laguiel’s.
Thick eyebrows and a face that seemed like it would prank someone dozens of times a day. Plus, her striking red attire stood out even more than Laguiel.
But what caught my eye the most was her body.
‘This…’
“Do you happen to use a hammer?”
“Oh?! Did you see my gameplay video?”
Uriel, who regained her spirit like flipping a palm, looked at me with sparkling eyes.
“No, just a feeling.”
“Ah. I jumped to conclusions.”
Scratching her head, Uriel extended her calloused white hand, and a hammer popped out.
Whoosh!
“That’s right. I do use a hammer. My class is Berserker, but because of the Guild buff, it’s basically another class. You also use a hammer, don’t you, Lady Lily? Though you use a spear too.”
“Yep. I tend to use both.”
“But isn’t a hammer better than a spear?”
Hahaha! Uriel chuckled heartily, waving the hammer playfully. It was a remark that might annoy me, someone who primarily uses a spear, prompting Laguiel to scold Uriel as “Sister!”
What if she goofed around again?
But contrary to my worries, I nodded.
“That’s true.”
A hammer is definitely better.
“…Huh?”
“Right! I thought Lady Lily would understand the feel of a hammer.”
The feel is indeed important. No, actually, it’s everything.
“Hehe. You know a thing or two. I’ve watched Lady Lily’s videos a lot, and how should I put this… there’s a sense of camaraderie? Oh, and by the way, you used a hammer before…”
.
.
.
“…Ah, back then it was more about momentary condensation rather than acceleration, focusing more on power than…”
“Oh…? Is that how it works?”
“Yes. It’s definitely possible. Uriel, you can do it too. With that size, it’s completely feasible.”
“It’s definitely possible. With that size, it should be more than enough.”
“Wow… I usually go for the one-hit knockouts. The feeling is just incredible.”
“That’s definitely a thing. I sometimes…”
Before I knew it, Uriel and I had been chatting about the joy of swinging a hammer for quite some time.
Meanwhile, Laguiel, who had naturally become a screen behind us, shook her head and then confidently spread her arms, squeezing her way between us.
“I’ll introduce you to another castle!”
■
“What do you think?”
In the center of the Eden Federation, at the highest floor of the Mirdas Kingdom, sat the round table of the Seven Archangels.
When Michael asked, the returning Uriel, also one of the Seven Archangels, gulped down a white drink and grinned.
“Totally my style!”
“What? The face?”
“The face is part of it… heh… No, I didn’t mean that.”
Cough!
She spun around in her seat and twirled a pen sitting on the table, or rather a shrunken hammer.
“She’s a better person than I expected. I mean, beyond expectations.”
At first, I was a bit worried.
If she had rejected Raphael’s ten million proposal and also turned down Laguiel’s invitation to join the mock Siege War, there would definitely be something wrong.
I figured she might have thoughts against joining any guild, but I also wondered if she fundamentally harbored resentment towards the Angel Guild.
As I was voicing my opinions, Michael stared at her blankly.
“…What are you looking at?”
“Can you actually think that way? I’m impressed.”
“Right? I thought Uriel only had a hammer on her mind.”
Agreeing with Michael’s words, Sandalphon began to rise from the corner.
Uriel swung her hammer down on both of their heads.
“Ah! Why am I the only one getting hit?”
“She’s blocking with the light shield. I can’t break through that either.”
“No fighting at the round table, Uriel.”
“Yet you had a love battle with Gabrielle here. I heard you calling her a nasty little bastard back then—”
“…Just hit me one more time.”
Ah!
Sandalphon got hit again.
Of course, Michael didn’t get hit at all.
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