Genjitsushugisha no Oukokukaizouki - Volume 17 - Chapter 11

 Chapter 11: Reunited in Haalga

Mao’s castle towered over the center of the demon city, Haalga. The city’s layout was similar to Parnam’s, with the castle sitting in the center of the round city walls, and main roads extending straight outwards from it. However, though they called it a castle, it looked like the trunk of a great tree or a massive pillar. Souma would have described it as looking like, “A colony that fell out of the sky, then got stuck in the earth, still standing up...”

The castle itself was aptly named Mao Castle. Combined with the city walls, it looked like a spinning top that was half-buried in the sand. Due to a lack of construction materials, many of the houses were made of stone, and though Mao had been able to use her power to secure a water source for them, the ground was turning yellow with sand that had blown in from outside.

If you weren’t looking at it from the outside, instead peering down from a vantage point that let you see the whole city, it would be difficult to realize it had the same design as Parnam.

Looking at the group that had gathered in front of the entrance to Mao’s castle, Naden murmured, “Uh, wow... This sure is some adventuring party we’ve got, huh?”

The group included the three Souma had sent ahead: Tomoe, Ichiha, and Yuriga—along with their protectors Naden, Hal, and Ruby. These six were joined by the kobold Garogaro, who the demons had sent as a guide—as well as the vampire knight Lavin Gore, and Poco the human interpreter.

Incidentally, Kukudora, the lizardman who had been with them when they greeted Souma, was a creature of few words—something that was true both of him as an individual and his race in general—so he’d excused himself from acting as a guide because he was ill-suited to the task.

“I don’t know how we managed to get such a mishmash of different races,” Naden added with a sigh.

“Wait, you’re one to talk,” Ruby responded, unable to resist poking fun at her.

There were three humans, a beastman, a celestial, two dragons (one was a ryuu), a vampire, and a kobold—which made for a mishmash of races that all looked quite different from one another. The group was even more diverse than Souma’s wives, a group that already included a lot of unique members.

“○○○○, ○○○○,” Garogaro said.

“●○●○, ●○●○!” Poco quickly corrected.

“○○○○, ○○○○?” Garogaro cocked his head to the side.

Everyone but Tomoe and Lavin Gore had no idea what they were talking about.

“It sure is inconvenient not understanding each other’s languages,” Yuriga said, crossing her arms.

“Yeah,” Tomoe agreed with a wry smile. “They’re not saying anything that important though. Poco was translating Naden and Ruby’s words for him. Garogaro said, ‘It’s certainly true that a lizardman with deer horns is unusual,’ and Poco said, ‘That lady is apparently a dragon.’ Cocking his head to the side, Garogaro replied, ‘A dragon? There are dragons like that in the south?’ And...that’s about it.”

Ruby, who was listening to Tomoe’s explanation, smirked at Naden. “Hmm. A lizardman, huh? That’s what he called you, Naden.”

“Hee hee, you haven’t tried to provoke me like this in a while...” Naden glowered at Ruby, who stared back at her with a bold smile. “If it’s a fight you want, I’m more than happy to give you one, you know?”

“Bring it. I’ll show you what us military folks can do.”

“Don’t underestimate a working weather girl who is loved by the people of Parnam, okay? If I talk to the folks in town, you’ll never be able to go shopping there again.”

“Why are you so weirdly popular with the common people...?”

As Naden and Ruby glared at each other, engaging in a bit of their old antics, Halbert hurriedly stepped in to stop them.

“Stop it, you two. The demons are watching,” Halbert warned.

““Hmph!””

They both looked away peevishly.

When Lavin Gore heard what Halbert said (with Poco’s translation) she glared at him and said, “△△△△, △△△△.”

“Huh? What? Did I say something to offend her?” Halbert asked, looking to Tomoe for help.

Tomoe nodded with a wry smile.

“Erm... Lavin Gore says, ‘Calling us demons is the same as calling us monsters. It’s insulting.’”

“Huh? Oh... Sorry. I apologize.”

Halbert meekly bowed his head, and Lavin Gore looked surprised, before angrily turning her head to the side. Halbert didn’t seem to get what that meant, so Garogaro explained it to him with some translation help from Poco.

“○○○○, ○○○○.” (Poco’s Translation: She wasn’t expecting an apology, so she doesn’t know what to do with her anger now. We were enemies until just recently, and it was a delicate situation. She must be on edge, feeling she can’t let herself be taken lightly.)

“I see... That was even more thoughtless of me then,” Halbert replied, scratching his head awkwardly.

Ichiha, who had been listening, got a pensive look on his face and said, “It’s a thorny issue. We don’t know each other’s languages, and we don’t know what the other side will be offended by. We’re so used to speaking our common language that we don’t have any experience speaking foreign ones.”

“Most countries’ languages are just dialects of the common language, like merchant slang. That makes it convenient when we negotiate though,” Yuriga added.

“The only real foreign language we hear is Big Brother’s,” Tomoe chimed in. “But the hero’s mysterious translation ability makes it so everyone can understand him.”

Ichiha nodded. “For now, let’s report that being called demons upsets them. Could you ask them, ‘What would you prefer we call you instead?’ Tomoe?”

“Sure. I can do that.”

Tomoe asked Ichiha’s question, and Lavin responded with pride. “△△△△, △△△△.” (TL: Our homeland in the north was a world with vast seas and many islands, big and small. So we called ourselves the people of the sea, or Seadians.)

“Seadians...?”

“△△△△, △△△△.” (TL: We were told by Mao that this world, unlike the world of the north, has one large continent, so we call you the people of the land, Landians.)

“““Landians?!””” Tomoe, Ichiha, and Yuriga all cried out in surprise at once.

Naden, Halbert, and Ruby looked at the three of them sideways.

“Is it that much of a surprise?” Naden asked.

“It’s a huge one!” Tomoe exclaimed. “What’s the name of the continent we live on?”

“Landia?” Naden replied with a dubious look. “Ohh, yeah, it is similar, huh? Or exactly the same?”

“Yes. The etymology must be the same,” Tomoe said, sounding emotionally affected by this discovery. “Our parents and teachers taught us that this continent is called Landia. But no one knew where the name came from. Now, after talking to the de—Seadians, I know that our continent’s name means land.”

“When information is unclear, there can be all sorts of interpretations,” Ichiha noted. “I’ll bet there’ve been many countries that used that for political ends or propaganda. This pulls back the veil of mystery just a little.”

“And the scary thing is, there’s probably more to come,” Yuriga added. “I’ll bet there’s a lot of things we could piece together by combining what we know with what the Seadians know. Both good and bad.”

“““O-Oh, that makes sense...”””

Naden, Halbert, and Ruby all nodded, very impressed with this explanation.

They could see why the trio from the Royal Academy had been surprised. Intercultural communication didn’t just face the language barrier—there could be issues like this too.

Those of the Kingdom party nodded, realizing they’d need to submit a thorough report to Souma.

“For now, we can call them Seadians, and ourselves Landians, okay?” Naden suggested. “Those words don’t seem so bad.”

Everyone agreed with her suggestion.

Then Garogaro, who had been watching this exchange, spoke up.

“○○○○, ○○○○?” (TL: Excuse me. It seems to me that you understand our language, young lady?)

“Oh, yes. My magic lets me communicate with people and animals,” Tomoe explained, causing Garogaro’s eyes to widen.

“○○○○! ○○○○, ○○○○?” (TL: My word! Come to think of it, you have wolf ears and a tail... Have you spoken to a kobold before, perhaps?)

Tomoe’s eyes widened before Poco could finish interpreting for the others.

“Yes. It was a kobold who saved us when we were in danger many years ago... Do you happen to know him?”

“○○○○, ○○○○.” (TL: So I was right... Young miss, I have a request.)

“A request?” Tomoe asked, tilting her head to the side.

Garogaro gave a deep nod of his head.

“○○○○, ○○○○.” (TL: Yes. Please come to our village and meet with our baatar.)

◇ ◇ ◇

While Tomoe and the others were heading to the castle town, we were in a room aboard the beached island carrier Souryuu.

“So, that’s more or less the situation, I guess.”

The projected images of Liscia and Hakuya were speechless.

Aisha, Juna, and I had used the jewel aboard the carrier to call Liscia in Parnam and give her a report on the situation. Hakuya was there too, because we’d had him come from the Euphoria Kingdom in case anything unexpected happened.

It was hard telling them about what happened to Carla, as well as the partial destruction of one of our island carriers, but there was no point in hiding it, so I relayed that information straight.

“Well, if we consider the damage to the Souryuu the cost of it protecting you and the rest of the fleet, I suppose you could say losses were kept to a minimum,” Hakuya said, recovering faster than Liscia.

Then, coming back to her senses as she heard him speak, Liscia got up so close to the jewel that I thought she was going to jump out of the projection.

“Forget about that! Is Carla okay?!”

“Y-Yeah! She is...” I nodded, wincing a little as Liscia shouted. “They’re treating her now. Mao tells me her life’s not at risk.”

“Oh... Thank goodness...” Liscia looked relieved, then quickly shook her head. “No, this isn’t the time to be happy about it. There are people who really did die out there.”

She was right. It wasn’t okay to be happy just because someone close to us survived. Carla and the others Mao had taken survived, but there were many who weren’t as fortunate. There were many who didn’t get off with just heavy wounds; a number were atomized by the beam weapon, and many sank to the bottom of the sea. Their deaths were my burden to carry.

“This was all my fault... I let Fuuga’s momentum make me put our fate in his hands. If I’d handled things better...maybe we wouldn’t have lost all those people.”

“Souma...”

“But there’s no time for regrets. We need to hurry and decide how to handle things from here on.”

“That’s right,” Hakuya replied with a nod. “We must decide on how to deal with the demons and Fuuga before there’s any more unnecessary friction between us. Save your regrets for after that.”

“Yeah, I know...” I agreed. “Liscia.”

“What?”

“When I get back, I want you to really tell me off,” I said, a serious look on my face, and Liscia smiled a little.

“Yes, of course. Just make sure you all come home safe.”

“Okay.”

It was reassuring just to know there was someone at home waiting for us.

◇ ◇ ◇

“Is...this the place?” Tomoe asked.

They were on the northern outskirts of the castle town.

“Yes,” Garogaro replied to her, nodding. “This is the district we kobolds live in.”

Looking around, the women standing out in front of the houses talking, and the children running around on the road all had dog ears and tails. The women’s exposed skin was covered in sleek fur, and the men had doglike faces on top of that.

The group from the Kingdom was used to seeing Tomoe and Inugami, so they weren’t put off by any of this. However, they were confused by how hard it was to tell the difference between kobold, dog, or wolf beastmen.

It’s hard to tell the Seadian kobolds from Landian dog beastmen. If you set those concepts aside, it’s difficult to identify them by sight alone... Is this what His Majesty was concerned about? Ichiha thought to himself. Souma and Hakuya had told him and Yuriga about all the potential problems they expected might arise when they eventually met the demons. That included the lack of distinction between beastmen and demons.

“Garurun Baatar!” Garogaro called out as they stood in front of one of the stonework houses. “○○○○, ○○○○!” (TL: Are you home?! It’s Rugaruga’s son, Garogaro! There’s someone here I want you to meet!)

A deep voice from inside the house responded, “□□□□? □□□□, □□□□.” (TL: Garogaro? You can come in.)

“○○○○, ○○○○.” (TL: We’ll do that then. Come on, guests, I’d like you to come in with me.)

Tomoe and the gang went inside at Garogaro’s urging.

It was a little dark in the stonework house, but a soft light shone in through the open holes that served as windows. In it, they could see an elderly kobold in a rocking chair. His long, overgrown hair gave away his age and hid his eyes and chin. If Souma were around, he would have said the elderly kobold looks like a Yorkshire terrier.

The old kobold lifted the hair out of his eyes with one hand to look at them.

“□□□□, □□□□.” (TL: You’ve come with a rather large group today. It’s not just you and the wife?)

“Huh? Wife?” Naden cocked her head to the side in confusion, following the translation.

Poco hung her head shyly, explaining, “Um, you see...Garogaro and I are married.”

“Wha?! You are?!” Naden blurted out.

“△△△△, △△△△,” (TL: There’s nothing strange about that.) Lavin said, crossing her arms. “△△△△, △△△△.” (TL: We took Poco in after she was attacked by monsters. There are many Landians like her living here in Haazar, and it’s been nearly twenty years since our arrival. It’s only to be expected there would be some intermarriage.)

“But I heard mankind and you, um...Seadians fought an intense war. And that there were massacres, rapes, and more,” Naden said.

“△△△△, △△△△.” (TL: I’m not going to deny those things happened. But Landians committed atrocities against us as well. It was a war, after all.)

“It seems this is an example of the problems that can arise from seeing monsters and Seadians as the same, like His Majesty told us,” Ichiha said, summing things up.

He was talking about the theory that mankind had seen the Seadians as no different than the monsters, and had been eliminating them like they would dangerous animals, then stumbled into a total war situation without realizing it. Considering what had happened so far, it appeared that mankind had ended up attacking the Seadians while they were fighting monsters, and then Mao’s super weapons wiped them out.

“△△△△, △△△△.” (TL: It’s true that some of us massacred Landians... But they were held to account for their crimes after the war.)

“Oh, I see... Umm... Sorry.”

“△△△△, △△△△.” (TL: No, it’s nothing you need to apologize for...)

Naden and Lavin Gore both had awkward looks on their faces.

The elderly kobold, Garurun, looked out the window and murmured, “□□□□, □□□□.” (TL: We were all so desperate to survive, but so were the Landians. Perhaps we should have stayed in the lands of the north. Did we only extend the path of destruction into the south?)

“○○○○, ○○○○!” (TL: What are you saying?! A baatar like yourself?! You’ve stood at the vanguard, leading us to survival all this time, haven’t you?! Don’t deny your own accomplishments!) Garogaro shouted, unable to listen any longer.

Yuriga whispered in Poco’s ear, “Hey, I’ve been wondering, but what’s a ‘baatar’?”

“I’m told it means ‘hero’... Garurun Baatar is retired now, but led the kobolds for a long time.”

Garogaro stood tall and proud.

“○○○○, ○○○○.” (TL: And you didn’t just spread misfortune around. Didn’t you say, ‘Once, long ago, I warned those with wolf ears and tails about the coming danger.’ You helped them to escape a monster attack.)

“□□□□, □□□□.” (TL: Even when I did that, it was self-serving...to make myself feel better. It’s not as though I stayed with them until the end. I can’t even say for certain that they survived.)

“○○○○, ○○○○, ○○○○!” (TL: Baatar, you can be proud! This girl here, with the wolf ears and tail, is one of those you saved! And she says that understanding the kobold language is what saved her life!) Garogaro said, pointing at Tomoe.

When he heard that, Garurun was shocked, and was silent for a moment. But then his jaw dropped, and his eyes widened so much that you could tell even behind his thick fur.

“□□□□, □□□□.” (TL: Her...? The one I spoke to was a much smaller girl, but... No, it’s been that long, hasn’t it? It’s true, if she were alive today, she would be about this girl’s age...)

“○○○○. ○○○○, ○○○○.” (TL: Baatar. This is the very same girl that you saved that day.)

“□□□□, □□□□?” (TL: But why is she here? Did she not escape to the south?)

“○○○○, ○○○○.” (TL: You must have heard an army came from the south. The one who Lady Mao told us of—who had the authority to close the gate. That gate which tormented us all this time is now closed. And she is that man’s honorary little sister who came to this land at his side.)

“□□□□, □□□□?” (TL: Young lady, would you come over here?)

At Garurun’s beckoning, Tomoe went over and knelt in front of him. As she did, he reached down, cupping her face with both his hands as he sat.

“You’re the young lady from back then?”

“Yes.”

“Ohh! You understand our language. There can be no doubt then.”

“Yes. Thank you...for saving me, my family, and the entire mystic wolf race.”

Tears in her eyes, Tomoe gently put her own hands on the furry ones that were touching her face.

“All this time... I’ve wanted to say thank you. It’s because of you that I, my family, and everyone is okay. Because you saved us, we were able to meet Big Brother, and I’m able to be here today.”

Tomoe had played a major role in Souma’s reign. She had helped set up an environment for raising rhinosauruses for the rhinosaurus train, and with increasing the number of wyverns that they could load on the island carriers. She was also the one who discovered Ichiha in the Union of Eastern Nations, and it was questionable if Yuriga would have come to the Kingdom if Tomoe weren’t there.

If not for Tomoe, the Kingdom of Friedonia might not have grown into the great power that it has become. It might not have been able to travel to the Demon Lord’s Domain as an equal to the Great Tiger Empire of Haan. If Tomoe hadn’t made it to the Kingdom, this future might not even have been possible. Without a doubt, Garurun was the one who had helped make it happen.

Garurun’s beady eyes moistened. “Oh, I see...” he murmured. “Then everything I did was not in vain.”

“Not at all! I’m happy and healthy thanks to you!”

Tomoe gave him a smile more radiant than the sunlight streaming in through the window.

◇ ◇ ◇

“□□□□, □□□□!” (TL: Ga ha ha ha! Come on, drink up, young’un!) Garurun said, raising his cup.

“S-Sure... Here goes.”

Halbert was in a pub drinking with Garurun, who had his arm around his shoulders. When they first met him, Garurun had seemed old and infirm, but meeting Tomoe seemed to have given him a new lease on life, and he’d turned into a jovial old man like Owen. He was now cheerfully drowning himself in alcohol.

He had wanted to drink with Tomoe to celebrate, but she, Ichiha, and Yuriga had chosen to forgo any alcohol, citing that they had to make reports to their king later, so he’d captured Halbert as a substitute.

Ruby was watching them with concern.

“H-Hey? Is that really okay?” Ruby asked Garogaro, but the kobold was tearing up.

“○○○○, ○○○○.” (TL: Our baatar was exhausted after his long struggle, but now he’s so cheerful... Ohh, what a joyous day this is.)

“Ah... I’m so happy for you, Garogaro.” His wife, Poco, had been moved to tears too, and was wiping the corners of her eyes with her sleeve.

There was a real difference in how emotional the Landians and Seadians were. Lavin Gore, the only Seadian who was still keeping a level head, sipped away at her drink as if she wanted no part of this. Naden furrowed her brow at the vampire.

“Hey, are you sure you should let them carry on like that?”

“△△△△, △△△△.” (TL: Kobolds are known for their strong emotions... Honestly, I can’t keep up with them.)

“Right, yeah... I know how you feel.”

“Ah ha ha... But you’re a human, right, Poco?” Ichiha asked, smiling wryly.

Poco nodded, tears still in her eyes. “Yes. I was originally from a nomadic tribe in the wastes, but I was separated from my family and tribe when the monsters attacked... As I was wandering, I was eventually attacked by a monster, but Garogaro and his people rescued me. I hope my people are okay...”

Poco lowered her face, looking a little lonely. Garogaro put a reassuring hand on her shoulder. They seemed like a good couple who cared for one another.

Then, Tomoe had a realization. “Poco, you have rather dark skin. It reminds me of some people I know, like Jirukoma and Komain. Maybe you’re from the same tribe?”

“Oh! You know our chiefs?!”

Poco leaned in closer. Tomoe backed away, intimidated, and nodded repeatedly.

“Yes. They led the refugees south and arrived in the Kingdom of Friedonia...or rather, the Elfrieden Kingdom, which was its name at the time. I was a member of their refugee group, and they took really good care of me... So you’re saying they were the chiefs of your tribe?”

“Yes. I am from Jirukoma’s tribe. Um, were there other people with dark skin in the refugee group?”

“Erm... It was a really large group, so I’m unsure how many there were, but I did see a lot of them.”

Poco looked relieved to hear that.

“Oh, I see... So they managed to make it south...”

“○○○○, ○○○○?” (TL: Isn’t that great, Poco?) Garogaro asked.

“Yes!” Poco replied with a smile.

As things were calming down a bit at this unexpected but happy news, Ichiha opened his mouth to say, “His Majesty asked us to find out more about the world of the north and how the Seadians live. Could you tell us what you know?”

“I guess the first question should be if there are any Seadians other than the ones living in this city, right?” Yuriga said, but Garogaro shook his head.

“○○○○, ○○○○.” (TL: We don’t know that either. All we know is that we’re the only ones who made it here...)

“Hm? What does that mean?” Ichiha asked.

“△△△△, △△△△,” (TL: I already told you. The world of the north, which we came from, was a world of islands and the sea.)

Lavin Gore answered on Garogaro’s behalf.

“△△△△, △△△△.” (TL: There were hundreds of medium- and large-sized islands in our world, and countless more small ones—both scattered across the sea and clustered close together in some places. They could be so close that the sea between them looked like a river, and sometimes there were vast stretches of water. That’s the kind of world it was.)

“It sounds like our Nine-Headed Dragon Archipelago,” Yuriga commented.

“Yeah.” Tomoe nodded in agreement.

“△△△△, △△△△.” (TL: The endless monster attacks forced us to flee from island to island. There’s no way to know how all the other Seadians are doing. It’s possible some were left behind, and they’ve shut themselves away somewhere. With some luck, there might even be islands that have been spared from the monsters’ attacks.)

“In a sense, the Seadians are refugees too, huh?” Yuriga wondered.

“Yeah,” Ichiha agreed. “What can you tell us about your lives in this city? Have you been able to support yourselves?”

“○○○○, ○○○○.” (TL: Thanks to Lady Mao, we’ve been able to grow crops inside the city. We eat those, our livestock, and any edible monsters that attack us.)

“Are you able to tell which monsters are edible without an identification system like Ichiha’s?” Yuriga followed up. “Or are your stomachs just so hardy you can eat any monster?”

Lavin Gore gave an exasperated shrug.

“△△△△, △△△△.” (TL: Just how long do you think we’ve been dealing with monsters for? It’s simple for us to tell which ones are edible and which aren’t.)

“You must have accumulated far more experience with them,” Ichiha said, sounding impressed. “It was only around twenty years ago, when the Demon Lord’s Domain appeared, that we first faced the threat of monsters outside the dungeons. But you Seadians have been facing them far longer than that. The knowledge has been passed from parent to child, master to apprentice, and naturally been refined over time. Which means...”

“They’re on a different level than us, huh?” Yuriga said, satisfied with the explanation. The Seadians had likely already developed a monster identification system based on their own experiences.

Lavin Gore smiled boldly.

“△△△△, △△△△.” (TL: The monsters were a threat, but they were also exciting to hunt. After every hard-won battle with new types, we’d think about what to do with their remains. Although, when our losses were heavy, it was hard to think that way. Those with the power to fight could enjoy it, but those without were in a constant state of danger, after all.)

“Hold on... That sounds like...” Yuriga had a look on her face like she had realized something.

“Yuriga?”

Tomoe was about to ask her about it, but Ichiha spoke first, asking Garogaro, “I wanted to check. Do the Seadians want to go home to the world of the north, or is it your hope to settle here permanently?”

“○○○○, ○○○○.” (TL: If we can go back, we want to. The world of the north is our true homeland.)

“△△△△, △△△△,” (TL: But even if we returned now, it would take a lot of work to rebuild in the areas overrun by monsters. Pathetic as that is to admit.) Lavin Gore said with a mocking laugh at herself. “△△△△, △△△△.” (TL: If you say your king’s closed that accursed gate, then the people of Haazar will know peace for a time. Assuming no Landians attempt to steal this last city from us.)

“Ohh... Yeah. I guess so, huh?” Yuriga looked like she’d bitten into something unpleasant.

She must have been remembering her brother. If Fuuga meant to continue the war, that would close off the path to reconciliation between the Landians and Seadians that had finally opened.

After a moment, Yuriga let out a long sigh.

“Well, we’re going to have to rely on negotiations between my brother and my reliable husband at this point. I’ll do what I can to make reconciliation possible too, of course.”

“Yuriga...” Naden looked a little miffed. “I appreciate the sentiment, but...just remember, he’s my husband too, okay?”

Realizing Naden had been annoyed at hearing her use the word “my,” Yuriga hurriedly shook her head.

“I-I know that, Lady Naden.”

“Well, we’re good then.”

Everyone chuckled at that little exchange.

They could feel the heavy atmosphere that had been starting to settle over the room lighten. But...

“□□□□, □□□□!” (TL: Booze! We’re gonna drink ’til the cellar’s empty!)

“Don’t overdo it, old-timer! Oh, jeez, someone help me stop him!”

There was one person who was already totally sloshed. They all looked at one another, exchanging wry smiles as they listened to Halbert’s pitiful cries for help.