‘Who is swearing at me?’
Vladimir Rekov, the president of the Volga Republic, felt very tickled when he was working with Duke Dimitry.
Slightly touching his ear lobe, he asked Dimitry.
“So, the fairies in the fortress aren’t moving?”
“Yes, your majesty. There are a huge number of meeting happening among them, and an increasing number of sources have been sent to each of the kingdoms to gather outside information.”
“Maybe they are moving out to help out this Republic?”
“Then, Sylvia would have already reported to us.” Stated Dimitry.
“My my… in the end things are happening like this.”
Rekov closed his eyes and gulped.
That was when Dimitry looked around for a while and asked with a low voice.
“Should we see for their movements through it?”
The president had a secret that the world didn’t know about.
That was none other than he who could see the future.
The people around the president thought that he had a great hunch, but his closest person, Dimitry, was different from them.
He knew that the president had the foresight to see the future, even though it was all blurry and just fragments, he could see the future.
Rekov’s ancestors were shamans with powers, who kept their skills a secret after being rejected and suppressed by the denominations of El Kassel.
From one generation to another generation, the family had worked for the king and the nobles, and when his grandfather was destroyed, his entire family went scattered.
His grandfather before death had a very ominous prediction of the fate of the newborn prince.
‘The prince was Pytor II, who will later become the exiled king.’
After going through a hard childhood, Rekov encountering republican ideas turned into a hardcore republican.
At that time, the boiling blood of the young Rekov had just 30 comrades to depend on.
But even then, they started the republican revolution and fought strongly against the king’s army.
They had encountered numerous crises in the process, but he managed to break through with his ability of foresight which he had inherited from his ancestors. In the process, the number of comrades began to increase.
Dimitry too was one of those who joined the revolution process.
Although relatively late when compared to the other comrades, his active help had played a huge role in the success of the revolution.
“Did you see any signs of rebellion?”
“No, not a rebellion. I always see something in my dreams, the fairies are getting ready to do something very extraordinary…”
Various fairies were gathering to perform some kind of a ritual.
At the end of those rituals, the world began to change with a bright light.
Huge clouds covered the sun, and auroras were glistening in the night dark sky all around the continent throughout day and night.
The night was changing into daytime and the day into night, but no one knew when the time was changing because of the unchanging darkness.
“I think that whatever they are trying to do isn’t just on the Republic, but for the entire continent.” Said Rekov.
“They are trying to make a contract with the Devil king by summoning him from the Devildom, right?”
“Well, they could be doing that. But whatever the case, I don’t know anything more than that.”
No matter how well he was able to see the foresight, he wasn’t able to see it whenever he wanted.
It was like a dream at night or an illusion right before his eyes, but they were always blurry and fragmented.
And Rekov was the only one who could solve things seeing that great insight.
It was definite that the fairies were doing something tremendous to the continent, but without any substantial evidence he couldn’t just reject them, after all, they were one of the three pillars of the Volga Republic.
Rejecting the fairies from the Volga Republic would hit back hard and make the nation confused.
“Is it because High Elf Erenes is dead? I think that the movements of the fairies are too extreme.”
“I too am worried because of that.”
Erenes was an excellent leader and safety looking after person for the fairies. He was reasonable and wide, he was able to cooperate with the humans.
But after the death of him, there was an unseen clash between the fairies and the republic.
“For starters, we need to find out what the fairies are up to, we need to keep a close look at them. And I don’t think that we can trust the fairies in the Intelligence office, either, including Sylvia.” Said Dimitry.
“I guess so. Tch, at such an important time we are being made to rule out an important power source…”
He wasn’t fine with it, almost like he remembered something important as Dimitry asked.
“What happened to the Dark Moon? It makes no sense for them to not be able to develop a hero class Gigant even by now!” Asked Dimitry.
“That, they received a huge blow from unknown wizards the other day. They stated that the development progress is very slow as many of their senior wizards had died and important facilities have been destroyed.”
“HU, it was a story of a long way back, haven’t they been recovered yet?! Do we need to find another way?”
The president looking to at the ceiling stroked his chin and answered.
Rekov had already foretold that the Baroque Empire would soon be involved in the civil war between the noble and the Emperor.
The civil war which was going to start was going to be a huge battle and a great opportunity for the Volga Republic.
However, the development of the hero class Gigant, a key force to invade the enemy empire, wasn’t yet available.
Although there were a few unforeseen circumstances at the Magic tower, the Republic government couldn’t wait anymore.
“Would you like to involve in the Battle of Magic Towers?”
At the question of Dimitry, the President nodded.
“I want to help the reformers and demand a hero-class Gigant from them.”
“But would they accept it?”
So far, the top ten magic towers had clearly refused to sell hero class Gigants to the Republic.
The Baroque Empire and the other kingdoms worried about the spread of Republic thoughts and tried to pressure them by restricting the ten magic towers.
But the situation was different now.
“They all look ruined and in mess, and they won’t refuse our help.” Said the president.
Reformers Magic Tower was taking in great damage in the wartime.
One of the top ten magic towers, Rokid Magic Tower, was completely destroyed and the others too faced serious damage.
Even if they do manage to win the Battle of Magic Towers, they need to have a huge amount of money and time to fill their damages.
“It looks like a good way. Then, what about the Dark Moon?” Asked Dimitry.
“There won’t be any particular change. They will keep on going ahead and try to develop the hero class Gigant.”
Although the development of the hero class Gigant was slow and sluggish, the number of knights and warrior class Gigants were being supplied monthly and it was being maintained.
As such, the Dark Moon was still being entrusted with the development of the hero class Gigant.
But the two of the powerful men weren’t aware.
The Dark Moon which had moved into Luke’s region of Jason territory had already completed the development of a hero class Gigant, and the production in the workshop was twice to thrice larger.