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(Blade of Dawn)

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My lord, what are you looking for?

My mobile phone, to take a photo.

Take photo?

Has the sun been this big all the time?

Big?

Currently, there is an outbreak of demons.

It will become smaller after it passes.

This has become the regular occurrence of the sun recently.

What outbreak did you say it was?

It's over. It's all over!

Aunt, can the Citadel of Cecil be rebuilt?

Perhaps, child.

It's the same as 700 years ago.

History repeats itself.

When aberrants emerged that year,

the entire Empire of Gandor fell into this state.

This domain is beyond saving.

This is not just a simple occurrence.

The dead departs unwillingly.

Everything returns to what it once was.

That's... There's a dragon?

A dragon? A dragon!

I never imagined I could see

such a majestic creature with my own eyes.

Graceful and powerful, they are the most ancient of existence.

I wonder how much money a dragon scale can fetch.

Maybe it can help us drive the monsters away.

Everything returns to what it once was.

The losers' descendants have lost their lands.

Looks like we can only head to other fortresses.

Other fortresses?

Yes. No matter how far the great House of Cecil has fallen,

we should still have seven or eight...

Our House only has this one domain left?

Indeed.

No lands for rent or properties as collateral?

Lands for rent?

We do have one rented from others.

Where is it?

The land you rested on.

The dungeon was rented?

We kept renewing the contract.

Why don't we go back there?

So many people.

So dirty and smelly.

Get these wretches from Cecil out of my way.

Yes, my lord.

Out of the way!

Have you gotten any information on Rebecca's whereabouts?

Not yet, my lord.

Sir Philip.

(Town of Tanzan)

Town of Tanzan?

After the monsters appeared,

Philip took the residents and fled there.

I understand. Let's rest for now.

What is that?

A storage ring, a type of magic item.

It allows you to freely store and withdraw items.

A storage ring is a noble's personal item.

Its quality differs according to their ranks.

Yours is of the highest quality.

This is great stuff, classy.

My lord, why are you...

Storage ring, right? I remember it.

I just woke up so there are plenty of things to recall.

Stingy.

Why is there no reaction?

My lord, if you try to activate an enchantment beyond its level,

it will be repelled.

Repel? What does that mean?

Rebecca,

help her light the fire.

Sure.

Hey, watch it!

Recall the fire.

But...

Hey, don't be such a bully!

I'm sorry, Miss Amber.

It's as you just saw, my lord.

Even though Rebecca has mastered the fireball spell,

she finds it hard to master high level magic techniques

such as one that recalls the fire element.

There is a limit to the storage ring's magic power,

so it cannot exercise its spatial influence over such a big tree.

The principle is the same.

Is that so?

How about the multithreading way?

Fire please.

The storage ring certainly cannot directly store such a big tree,

but that doesn't mean there isn't another way.

It's not that Rebecca is unable to control fire element.

In your understanding, she can only use simple magic techniques.

If GPU (Graphic Processing Unit) isn't enough,

then just optimize it. Get it?

Optimize GP?

You can't control your magic

because you don't have enough processing power.

GPU is like the human brain,

if a mage can operate multiple threads...

For example, our cute little Rebecca

can barely use the fireball spell.

The fireball is small and slow.

If you can boost your GPU speed

and no longer operate a single thread,

you can fire a bunch of fireballs all at once.

The point is to increase the threads.

Threads?

I actually wanted to explain about 0s and 1s.

Rebecca, let's try again.

This time, try dividing them

into many smaller fireballs and recall them.

Understood.

It really worked.

Rebecca, watch out!

- My lord, my lord! - I think that was chaos magic.

Galway Cecil, remember who you are.

Everything has a beginning and an ending.

Are you prepared to carry out this deal?

Deal? What does that mean?

Perhaps I should change it

to something you are more familiar with.

A deal from 700 years ago.

This is...

Interesting.

I still...

There you are!

You have made your decision.

Hey, wait!

Hey!

Wake up!

Hey!

Wake up, wake up!

What do you want?

Why didn't you make a sound if you're awake?

Forget it. If it's saved, then it's saved.

What, what's saved?

You, you fell into the Shadow Realm just now,

I was the one who pulled you back.

Shadow Realm?

My lord, are you alright?

I'm fine.

You managed to enter the Shadow Realm?

Only a few high mages who are familiar with the Shadow Realm

can enter it.

How did you do it?

Would you believe that I'm the Goddess of the Night's chosen one?

No time for jokes.

My lord, what happened?

Memories and transformation.

What of those residents?

We've assigned them manual labors.

They are to work half a day, with two days off a week.

Preposterous!

Those are people from the Citadel of Cecil!

Yes, my lord.

I will arrange for them to rest right away.

Rest?

They've grown unreasonable under Rebecca's governance,

and you're going to let them rest?

Then...

Nine in the morning until nine at night, without any day off.

But, my lord.

If they aren't allowed to rest...

Then just one day off per week.

Of course. You're merciful, my lord.

Citadel of Cecil will be mine, sooner or later.

My lord, did you say something?

This, this...

Viscount Rebecca has arrived.

She's still alive? Let her in.

My beloved little Rebecca, it's been a while.

You, you are...

It's been a while, Lord Andrew.

It's been a while.

Philip! You're alright! That's a relief.

Lord Andrew, thank you for everything.

No need to be so courteous. Come, have a seat.

You must be here about the residents, correct?

Yes, indeed.

I truly sympathize with the tragedy

that befell the Citadel of Cecil.

Don't worry, I've arranged settlements for the residents.

Here in my domain,

none shall die from injury, cold, or hunger.

Thank you once again, Lord Andrew.

I am more than willing to be generous, but...

this year's harvest hasn't been very good.

Sir Philip should have brought a large amount of gold and silver,

they should...

Should?

That batch of gold and silver has been channeled

into buying medicine to treat their injuries.

They still lack many other things.

Don't worry, I don't take advantage of others.

However, you also understand that

taking in residents costs a lot of money.

But, Lord Andrew, we're already...

You're already penniless?

Don't worry, we won't owe you money.

Then how do you plan on paying for this debt?

As you can see, this is not a small sum.

But...

What is it?

You can pay for it with your domain.

But...

According to the Laws of Ans,

should a noble become unable

to service a debt to another noble of the same rank,

they are to unconditionally cede their domain.

You and I are both viscounts.

Little Rebecca, be a good girl.

Why don't you listen to me?

You are not getting a single piece of Cecil's domain.

Who are you?

You are a noble after all. This blade...

should be familiar to you.

This, this is...

The Blade of the Pathfinder!

This, this is impossible!

Galway Cecil died almost 700 years ago.

You know your stuff.

In that case,

then I'm giving you two options.

One, believe that this blade is real.

Two, don't believe it

and I'll make you believe this blade is real.

This, this...

Three, two, one!

My lord, it's really you! You're finally back!

I am your ever faithful follower. Look over here.

You awarded my ancestors with these pennants, medals, and bust.

Not this one.

Anyway, I've kept them all in such pristine condition.

You... You are my fan?

Fan?

How much do you know about me?

You are the great pathfinder,

the leader of the seven generals who founded the Kingdom of Ans,

the honorable Grand Duke of the South, Galway Cecil!

I didn't think Andrew would...

It was an act.

But at least he knows where to put his investments in.

Let's go take a look at the residents,

get them settled down and then we'll leave.

Where are we going?

The royal capital.

My lord, do you really believe that he is Galway Cecil?

Galway Cecil

possesses legal immunity, and the right to mint money

and to pave the path for new domains.

He is also an heir to the throne.

Assuming he is the real deal,

then we would have struck gold.