Druid.
A class of sorcerers who summons plants and animals or draws in and uses their strength.
A highly skilled druid could even shapeshift into animals and plants.
But the majority of druids could merely draw in a portion of an animalsâ or plantsâ strengths or communicate with existing animals and plants.
And even then, it was hard to find a druid at that level.
No, to be exact, it was hard to even meet a druid.
This situation was due to the war between humans and elves five hundred years ago.
At the time, the humans were expanding their power through magical and technological advances.
On the other hand, the elves settled in the Grain Mountains that bisected the continent and lived harmoniously with nature.
The humans who expanded their power and built towns and castles.
The elves who cherished each and every single tree and blade of grass and were content with their lives.
It was inevitable that these two diametrically different races would come into conflict with each other.
The humans invaded the elves of the Grain Mountain Range to control the entire continent and the elves fought back against the humans who laid waste to the forests, mountains, and rivers.
At that time, the druids amongst the humans - who loved the plants, the forest, and the earth - sided with the elves.
The humans were incensed by the druidsâ betrayal.
Their rage did not easily subside.
And so, the humans and elvesâ war lasted over ten years.
And in the end, the war ended with the humansâ triumph.
No, to be exact, the elves, who saw the land and the forests become ill at the prolonged war, gave up their land and went into the vast forest in the continentâs south, thus putting a lackluster end to the war.
The humans celebrated, and from that point on, the continentâs history became the humanâsâ history.
And true to their words during the war, the humans branded the druids as traitors and executed or threw them into jails.
And the druids who barely managed to escape or hide lived their lives while hiding their identities.
Despising the humans who executed or imprisoned druids as they pleased, and loathing the elves who threw them away like old shoes.
Like that, four hundred years passed by and the druids no longer showed themselves.
They became mere existences only mentioned in history.
But then, the thin-eyed young man, Clay, suddenly introduced himself as a druid.
âDruid?â
âDid he say a druid?â
The faces of the Janis information agencyâs executives as well as the members of the Amaranth troop were colored in surprise.
Cheerily smiling, Clay looked at the Janis information agencyâs executives.
âMe revealing my identity meansâ¦â¦â
His heart trembled.
âI shall go out into the world.â
His grandfather, who returned to the earth when Clay was young, and his father lived their lives by concealing their identities.
Although the peopleâs enmity towards the druids had long faded, they said that the historical truth of their betrayal and the stigma of traitor werenât easily erased.
âCowards.â
Clay didnât want that kind of life.
The druids had merely made their choice based on their beliefs.
But instead of having their choice be respected, they were thrown away by both the humans and the elves and were persecuted.
âIf I can become a hero known throughout this worldâ¦â¦â
At that time, the peopleâs view of the druids will thoroughly change.
âWhen that happens, the druids who still live in hiding will come to me.â
That too would become another part of his strength, his base, and his power.
But for that, he himself must climb up on his own to a higher place.
This was the reason Clay was looking for someone to serve.
This was the reason he was looking for someone who would notice his talent and use him preciously.
Everything was for his rise to power and to heal the painful scar of druids in history.
âI must become someone whom anyone can look up to.â
If it looked like he would rise to a vague position or merely be a mediocre person, he wouldnât have even planned to start.
âIf itâs Sir Baron Tale, at leastâ¦â¦â
He may be a big step or a coadjutor to Clayâs success.
âOr he may truly be a person whom Iâll dedicate my life to follow.â
That was Clayâs evaluation.
With a cough, he pointed at the Janis information agencyâs executives.
âNow, then. Let us quickly finish our work.â
As soon as Clay said those words, the soldiers of Amaranth troop, who were standing there with dazed expressions, quickly moved.
When they pressured the Janis information agencyâs executives with their swords and spears raised, the executives quickly raised up their hands and kneeled.
They were simply no match for the members of the Amaranth troop in terms of strength.
Looking at the executives lying flat on the floor, Clay faintly smiled. 1
âWith this, my first success has been made.â
Victory after victory.
âI will always win.â
He vowed to succeed one after another and spread his name.
Clayâs long and thin eyes fiercely trembled.
Once he had decided, his ambition soared.
For now, it was unknown whether that was accompanied with loyalty towards Roan.
But at the very least, Roan was right now an absolutely necessary existence to Clay.
*****
âWhat?â
Clay became baffled.
The confident and bold attitude he always had on crumbled.
When Roan attacked the Janis information agencyâs headquarters, Clay had borrowed a separate unit of Amaranth troop and completely blocked off the four secret passages.
Thanks to him, they managed to capture every single one of the Janis information agencyâs executives alive.
Amongst them, Baba was also included.
However.
âHooke isnât there?â
For some reason, the Janis information agencyâs master, Hooke, who they absolutely had to capture, couldnât be found.
The Amaranth troop had thoroughly looked and scoured the entire underground maze, but he wasnât seen anywhere.
âSo thereâs another secret path that only Hooke knows about.â
Clay frowned.
At that moment, he heard Austinâs voice.
âFor now, we sent a scout unit to the castleâs four main gates.â
Since this was the capital, they couldnât close the gates as they wished.
Instead, they planned to send a scout unit to thoroughly check the identities of those who are passing through the gate.
But even so, they couldnât only rely on the scout unit.
âWe will search for the secret passage for now.â
Everyone nodded at Roanâs words.
They couldnât sit still and simply let the time pass by.
At that instant, Clay, who was sitting down with a confused look on his face, suddenly stood up.
âI will try to find it.â
âYou will, Mr. Clay?â
âYes.â
Clay immediately nodded.
âHm.â
With calm eyes, Roan stared into Clayâs eyes.
The confused look was now long gone.
âDruid, he saidâ¦â¦â
As expected, Roan had received the report that Clay was a druid.
âI never met a druid even once in the last life.â
Even for Roan who was living a second life, druids were an unfamiliar existence.
âAt the very least, I did see elves several times in the past.â
The elves, who had hidden deep in the vast forest in the continentâs south, began to slowly show themselves about ten years from now.
Of course, it wasnât out of their own free will.
As the entire continent was swept away by the flames of war, the elves had revealed themselves to protect the forest and their lives as a consequence.
âThe Great Warring Era became even more fierce after the elves had appeared.â
The fight between the humans had spread to a fight between races.
âThen, please.â
Roan organized his thoughts and nodded toward Clay.
Clay then took three steps back and took out a small stick from his chest pocket.
Made out of oak, it was a type of a wand used by the druids.
Originally, it should have been much bigger and longer, but during the druidâs time in hiding, it was shortened to a foot.
Clay held the wooden wand in his right hand and used his left hand to cover-up his right hand.
At the same time, he lightly closed his eyes and murmured unintelligible words.
That sound was almost like an animalâs cry.
A moment later.
Squeak! Squeak squeak! Squeak!
Through the small gaps in the doors and the holes at the corners of the maze, jet-black rats began to show up.
Squeaking quietly, they circled round and round around Clay.
Flash!
Clay suddenly opened his eyes.
No, even though he did open his eyes, even that was hard to tell whether they were open or not.
But in the slightly slitted places, the irides shining in green could definitely be seen.
âAre those the eyes of a druid?â
Roan didnât miss that sight.
Meanwhile, Clay extended his left hand towards the rats.
Then, one of the rats climbed up onto Clayâs hand.
Squeak! Squeak squeak! Squeak!
Staring into each otherâs eyes, Clay and the rat whispered as if they were conversing with each other.
And when Clay put the rat down on the ground a moment later, it shook its head and tail at its friends and soon ran quickly through the maze.
Squeak! Squeak squeak!
That was same for the other rats.
Tens and hundreds of rats filled the maze and began to run.
Clay took one glance at that scene and turned to Roan.
âIf you would please wait just a moment, I will have found the secret passage by then.â
âThatâs quite an amazing ability.â
Roan nodded with an amazed look on his face.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Clay faintly smiled and answered.
âThis is one of the basic abilities of a druid.â
At those words, Roan asked in a quiet voice.
âIs the reason you knew about the Janis information agencyâs inner circumstances also thanks to the ability of the druids?â
âA part of it, yes, but thatâs not all.â
Clay shook his head.
Systemically shaking the oaken stick back and forth, he continued to speak.
âAlthough it is correct that I found out about the Janis information agencyâs agents and their conversations using animals and plants, I found out about the inner structure of the headquarters and secret passages through another method.â
âBy another method, whatâ¦â¦â
When Roan was about to continue his question, Clayâs wooden stick that he was shaking suddenly stopped.
Clay looked at Roan and cheerfully smiled.
âIt seems we have found the secret passage.â
Then, he turned his body and began to walk.
Roan, Austin, and Harrison, as well as the Amaranth troop, quickly followed behind him.
Following the sound of the rats within his head, Clay busily moved his feet.
Once they followed deeper into the maze, a dead-end soon showed itself.
Squeak! Squeak squeak! Squeak!
At a solid wall that extended on one side of the space.
The rats were gathered in front of it and were noisily squeaking.
Without any words, Clay turned to Roan.
His mission was to simply find the secret passage.
The rest was Roanâs job.
âThe ability of the druids is truly amazing.â
Roan inwardly exclaimed as he walked up to the wall.
If he had ordered the troops to search, they would have barely found it only after multiple days.
Sssk.
Roan extended his hand and swiped at the wall, but there wasnât any device or a hole that could be felt.
Scrunching his nose, he took a step back.
âEveryone move back.â
At his short command, Austin and the Amaranth troop stepped far away.
Clay also tactfully stepped back.
And the rats that were lining the wall moved back as well.
âHmph.â
Using the Flamdor Mana Technique, he pulled mana into his right hand.
And at the same time, Roan performed the most basic move of Reidâs Art of Fighting, the art of the straight punch.
The muscles expanded tautly and shook as if they would burst.
And as the wrist, elbow, and the shoulder gracefully turned, a perfect thrust was performed.
The tough fist touched the wall.
Boom!
With an explosion of sound, Roanâs fist pierced into the wall.
âHuup!â
âWoah!â
Clay and the Amaranth troop widely opened their eyes.
The sight of destroying a solid wall with a bare fist was simply unparalleled.
Putting strength into his right arm, Roan cautiously pulled his fist out of the wall.
Then.
Kugugugung.
The wall, which was barely standing, fell down.
At the same time, a pitch black passage revealed itself.
It was a small and narrow path enough for one person to barely move through.
Roan glanced at the path and walked straight in without any hesitation.
âAh! Lord! Let us lead the way!â
Austin quickly followed behind a moment later, but Roan had already stepped deep into the passage.
Thanks to Kalianâs Tears, Roan was able to walk through the inky passage without a pause.
Once he had walked through the twisted and continuous path for a long time, a dead end soon appeared.
Although it appeared to be a completely blocked dead end, Roan could see an extraordinarily thin crack above his head.
Carefully, Roan pushed up the space above his head with his two hands.
Giiik.
With a sound of wood rubbing against another piece of wood, an exit big enough for one person to pass through appeared.
Roan lightly flexed his feet and jumped out of the passage.
Paat!
Pulling up mana just in case of an unexpected event, Roan quickly searched around himself.
Various household items and piles of trash were randomly spread around.
âAn abandoned hutâ¦â¦â
A great number of spiderwebs were spread between the walls and the ceiling.
Furthermore, the right wall and the wall behind him was halfway crumbled down, letting him see the entire street outside through the hole.
âUuugh. Small. So small.â
âWhy is it so dark?â
The members of the Amaranth troop that followed Roan through the secret passage complained on and on.
Without minding it one bit, Roan took a step forward ahead of them.
âI donât see any sight of Hooke.â
Most likely, he had already ran away to someplace else.
Giiik!
Opening a door that didnât quite look like a door, a familiar smell hit his nose.
It was a stench that, although had weakened quite a bit, still remained pungent.
âIs this perhapsâ¦â¦?â
Passing through the maze-like alleyways that continued in front of the house, Roan headed towards a large alley outside.
âOf courseâ¦â¦â
A familiar scene spread out before his eyes.
âThis is Aran Alley.â
The place that Hookeâs secret passage was connected to.
That was Aran Alley, the Miller Castleâs slum where Roan and the Amaranth troop had stayed for a while.
âLord.â
âThis looks like Aran Alley.â
Austin and Harrison, who followed him out a moment later, shook their heads with looks of dismay.
They sighed as they stared at the sea of people that completely filled the alley.
âIt wonât be easy to find Hooke here.â
A place where countless number of the poor residents and the crowded buildings were chaotically spread around.
There was no place better than the Aran Alley for a runaway to hide in.
âSo he built a path towards the slum thatâs easy to hide in since itâs hard to make the path all the way outside the castle.â
Roan deeply inhaled and bit his lips.
Then, Clay showed up much later.
Looking at Aran Alley that was full of people, he let out a sigh.
âIf Hooke had run away to Aran Alley, itâll take quite a long time to find him even if we use the druidsâ skills.â
It might have been possible if they were to search a enclosed space, but the size of Aran Alley was simply too big.
Roan slightly creased his forehead.
âIf he led his escape path here, that must mean he had also prepared a method to escape to someplace else.â
They may lose Hooke for good.
âWe have to search even if we have to use all the troops.â
When he thought up to that point and was about to order them.
âHm?â
Roanâs expression turned odd.
His gaze went towards the poor that walked back and forth in front of his eyes.
When Roan and the Amaranth troop who greatly helped them showed up, they showed elated expressions but didnât dare to casually get close to them.
And all the while, they awkwardly circled around the same place.
âWhat?â
He felt a strange sense of dysphoria.
At that moment, a quiet exclaim leaked out of Roanâs mouth.
âAhâ¦â¦â
Simultaneously, a bright light flashed in his two eyes.
That light was like that of an adventurer who found a treasure.
Roan faintly smiled and moved his feet.
His steps were that of someone who knew where to go.
*****
âWhy do these guys keep glancing at me so ominously?â
Pulling at the piece of a straw mat he wore over his head, Hooke creased his forehead.
Right now his appearance was undoubtedly that of a beggar.
His hair was scruffy and his skin looked filthy-black from rubbing on ash.
His clothes had holes here and there and were ripped and ragged.
It was the same appearance as that of the Aran Alleyâs residents that hit his shoulder and passed by this way and that.
It was the perfect disguise.
Busily moving his feet, Hooke headed towards the safe house deep in Aran Alley.
The location of that place, no its very existence, was only known to Hooke.
A place that not even Baba and the Janis information agencyâs executives knew of.
âDamn it. It doesnât make sense.â
Once he turned out from the narrow alleyway and arrived in front of the safe house, Hooke gritted his teeth.
âEven if he did find out the headquartersâ locationâ¦â¦â
When he thought about it, there were more than one or two weird points.
âEven though I ordered Baba to spy on Baron Tale and to meticulously check the traps in the hunting groundsâ¦â¦â
It was hard to accept that nobody noticed the works Roan and the Amaranth troop had done in response.
âBut no report about seeing odd signs came up.â
Because of that, they had gathered the executives and were leisurely having a meeting at the time.
The light in Hookeâs eyes calmed down.
âThereâs only one reason why my eyes and ears had gone dark.â
His face completely twisted.
âThere was a traitor amongst us.â
His heart began to beat quickly.
His face turned red.
From his rage, his eyes and lips rapidly twitched.
âNo, no. This isnât the time to be angry.â
Hooke knew how to control his anger.
He glanced around once and opened the door.
Thankfully, he couldnât feel any presences in the house.
Hooke threw himself into the house and sat down at a corner deep inside the house.
âFor now, I have to get out of Miller Castle.â
If he could get out, he was confident that he could raise the information agency once more.
Currently, most of the highest leveled information amongst the special level information was in his chest.
âIf I sell this to the nobles and the richâ¦â¦â
He could get quite a large sum of money.
With that, it should be enough to raise an information agency.
It was quite annoying to start over again from the very beginning, but it wasnât such a hard thing to do.
âAfter all, I myself am the Janis information agency.â 2
A smile hung from his lips.
He also had the means to get out of Miller Castle.
âIâve been feeding bribes to the guards and the castleâs managers just in preparation for this kind of situation.â
And if things didnât go well, he could use his connections to a wealthy acquaintance and hide amongst goods. 3
There were countless number of ways to get out of the castle.
Bdddk!
Hooke grinded his teeth.
âRoan Tale. I will most definitely not leave you alone.â
Roanâs face passed through his eyes.
The day he grasp Rinse Kingdomâs information once again. 4
He shall start his revenge.
âI wonât be able to directly take him on myself, butâ¦â¦â
He was confident that he could take down Roan if he took away other nobleâs fortunes and made them fight. 5
âRoan Tale. Wait just a bit.â
His voice shook from rage.
âI will most definitely make you kneâ¦â¦â
When he had spoke up to that point.
Wumph!
The safe houseâs door that was tightly closed opened.
âEh?!â
Suddenly, Hookeâs eyes opened wide.
With a face that he simply couldnât believe it, he trembled his entire body.
At the absolutely unimaginable place, at the completely unimaginable moment, a person he absolutely didnât want to meet had appeared.
âBa, Baron Roan Taleâ¦â¦?â
The person who open and appeared through the safe houseâs door.
He was, without a doubt, Roan.
Roan brightly smiled and casually walked close.
âJanis information agencyâs master, Hooke.â
He gazed straight into Hookeâs eyes.
âFor the crime of instigating a murder of Rinse Kingdomâs noble, you are under arrest.â
A cold voice hit Hookeâs ears.
End.
Translator: CSV
Proofreader: st8_lupe.
2. Basically, Hooke juste claimed that the entire agency itself was Hooke himself.
3. For those who donât get the image, his backup plan is to find a wealthy friend he has connections to, hide in his cart of goods (like hiding in a box, for example), and pass through the castleâs gate along with the cart of goods.
4. For those who are confused, âheâ here refers to Hooke.
5. so basically, he believes he should be able to control other noblesâ wealth once his information agency revives, and he plans on threatening the nobles into fighting Roan by holding the noblesâ wealth hostage