Chapter 103 (2/2)

More than anything he wanted it to be over, I also couldn’t do anything for their mother, the d.u.c.h.ess.

It’s time now.

[So... For the father that somehow managed to bring his family together, what kind of reward awaits him, lord wizard?]

In a plain manner the duke got down to business. The flame of ambition was burning inside his eyes.

[Ah yes, about the other day’s proposal, Fillsand need new lands for expansion, right? In that case I have the perfect region to use]

As I said that, I pointed at a region in the map hanging in the wall.

A vast open piece of land at the northern region of Fillsand, the “Plains of Twilight”.

[... That place is infested with undead... you are aware how preposterous is that?

Are you planning to use your sorceries to deal with it?]

The duke was staring at the map intently.

He interrupted me but didn’t denied my proposal, more than keeping his composure he didn’t know the extend of the power of my sorceries.

Of I don’t know a spell that can eliminate a seemingly endless number of undead from a vast extension on land. However during my stay in Fillsand I visited the library and the sages to gather information about the Plains if Twilight, so I’m not completely aimless.

[The outbreak of undead 120 years ago, came to be known as the “storm of the dead”, there’s probably a source for the outbreak, and I’m planning on eliminating it]

[That’s extremely dangerous... Is that not the case for wizards?]

[Well more or less]

Truth is, there’s only incomplete information about the “Storm of the dead”. There’s something causing it, so I need to eliminate that something, or that’s my partial conjecture.

That said, If I could have the dwarves help me ma.s.s produce golems, claiming that land by sheer numbers wouldn’t be impossible.

If I haven't prepared this amount of bait, I would never have been able to satisfy the duke’s l.u.s.t for conquest.

[What do you think? I’ll need to prepare... so in one or two years I promise to restore the “Plains of Twilight” into the former “Plains of Dawn”, until then I will like to a.s.sist in the restoration of your territory and improve the commerce between Jiiteas]

[hmmm...]

The duke is deep in thought.

Given the situation, I’m glad I’m showed off the power of wizardly when I eliminated the dark beast legion.

If not for that my proposal would have been laughed off.

[Very well, anyway the arable land and villages on the path of the dark beast legion were damaged, it’ll take time to repair those and also reinforce the army. I’ll wait for 2 years]

[Yes]

[If we reclaim the Plains of Twilight, within 20 years we can construct one or two prominent districts, with ten years remaining to overthrow Felde.]

[I hope so...]

I’m sorry for him, but in 20 years I won’t be helping him with the invasion.

In a way, I feel guilty for deceiving him but...

[By the way Margils-dono]

[hmm?]

[When the dark beast legion attacked, at first I thought that would be the end of Fort.i.tude castle. But when you completely destroyed them... I was relieved]

[Somewhere inside me, even if a little I thought about how important are the castle, my subordinates, the town,  the population... I wonder if I’m getting old...]

[Maybe...]

The “evil me”, the duke of Fillsand who misused his mighty power.

Meeting with him was extremely meaningful for me.

At the very least I haven’t made any mistake that could make me resemble the duke.

And while that might be true.

The things I have done, and the things I have to do, no one can guarantee that they would be “right”.

Even in modern j.a.pan, finding what’s “right” it’s next to impossible.

I wonder if the “right” thing exists in this world?

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