novelraw Chapter 77.2: Great War (1)
Chapter 77.2: Great War (1)
Translator: Dreamscribe
Tension settled across the whole of Arsilan.
[King Leon of the Sillion Kingdom has issued a call-up order! Heroes, put on your uniforms and gather in front of Solis.]
[A 'Transfer Notice' has arrived in your mailbox!]
GoldSilver, a Hero who had just shed his newbie status, use the Hero’s Flower to go to the capital of the Sillion Kingdom, Solis. In front of Solis, the area was swarming with Heroes. He had never seen so many people gathered in one place. The field in front of Solis was vast, more than enough to accommodate the crowd.
It looked as though every Hero in Arsilan had gathered.
"Wow...."
GoldSilverAward’s mind was a mess.
He had no idea where to go or what to do.
“Where should I go?”
“Check your Transfer Notice, dude. Then you'll be moved there automatically.”
“Oh! Really? Thanks!”
GoldSilverAward took the Transfer Notice out of his mailbox and read it.
Name: GoldSilverAward
Assignment: Northern Village Defense Unit
Rank: Junior Soldier
[By the order of King Leon, Junior Soldier GoldSilverAward is hereby transferred to the Northern Village Defense Unit.]
As soon as he opened the Transfer Notice, GoldSilverAward’s body was transported somewhere. It was where the Northern Village Defense Unit was located. The Northern Village Defense Unit was positioned at the far-left among the units gathered in front of Solis.
“Hello? You’re with the Northern Village too, right?”
A Hero approached GoldSilverAward.
“Yes! Should I stand here? Ah! Northern Village... that’s where Valhalla is, right?”
At GoldSilverAward’s question, the Hero wearing the rank of Intermediate Soldier nodded. Then he grinned.
“Dude, we’re on the front lines. How sick is that?”
“Ugh?! I- it suddenly reminds me of the old days.”
“Don’t worry. It won’t be snowing this time.”
At GoldSilverAward’s words, he gave a short laugh. The Hero’s eyes gleamed with madness.
“Instead, it’ll be raining blood. Kukukuk.”
“Hahaha....”
GoldSilverAward took a small step back from him.
That kind of edgelord behavior actually fit Arsilan Saga pretty well.
Whether it was a fabricated persona or acting, in Arsilan Saga, it was still part of who you were. For the newbie Hero, GoldSilverAward, it still felt a little awkward.
He saw Orcs standing among the Heroes. With the steady influx of newly arriving Heroes, GoldSilverAward somehow ended up standing alongside them as well.
Leon stepped up onto the platform.
He did not appear as the king everyone was used to seeing. He wore a radiant crown and armor meant for battle.
“We stand on the brink of the greatest war in history.”
Leon’s voice rang out clearly to all.
The Heroes who filled the area in front of Solis all fell silent to listen to Leon’s words. GoldSilverAward was no exception. Just by being part of that silence, something began to stir in his chest.
Was this a sense of belonging?
“Beyond that gate lies a colossal being to whom even the land that devoured even the land that the Lord of Erosion consumed. It will be stronger than any enemy we have ever faced. Such an enemy is now targeting our land.”
The situation was far from hopeful.
Arsilan Saga is a game. It was clearly a game, and yet, GoldSilverAward felt uneasy.
“But we are blessed by the Light! All the light in the world shines upon us! We are strong! We have built a nation, and formed a great army! No enemy can bring us to our knees!”
Leon clenched his fist.
Everyone’s breath grew heavy. The Orc next to GoldSilverAward snorted through his nose. His massive muscles rippled with intense heat. GoldSilverAward also began to feel his own body heating up.
“Through this Great War, we will become legends! Myths praised by all future generations!”
This Great War would become the most significant chapter in history.
"We are Arsilan Saga!"
Uwaaaaaaah!
A thunderous cheer erupted.
Countless things would happen in this Great War.
War heroes would be born.
Great Heroes would rise.
They would participate directly in mythical battles, and their names would be recorded forever in the chronicles of Arsilan Saga!
“Yaaahhh!”
GoldSilverAward raised both hands and shouted. Nearly three million people shouted as one. When GoldSilverAward felt his voice mixing into that great roar, he broke out in goosebumps from head to toe.
The heat and madness of war!
GoldSilverAward could feel it with every fiber of his being.
Countless flags fluttered in the wind.
The flag of the Kingdom of Sillion.
The once-divided flags had now become one.
King Leon extended his hand forward.
“Proud warriors of the Kingdom of Sillion! Your king commands you!”
Leon, king of Sillion and sovereign of the Heroes, gave his order.
“Defend Arsilan!”
Everyone would gladly obey that command.
[Royal Command] Defend Arsilan!
Fight, die, and rise again to fight!
Protect the light of the cities and villages, and defend Arsilan!
The fate of Arsilan is in your hands.
With earth-shaking shouts, everyone gladly accepted the king’s command.
The army began to move.
GoldSilverAward used the Hero’s Flower alongside the Orcs, heading to the Northern Village. At the center of the Northern Village, a pillar of light shot into the sky. The pillar of light that had pierced up from the underground stretched all the way to the ends of the sky.
That light must be protected.
With a firm resolve, GoldSilverAward received his mission from the squad leader of his assigned squad. The squad leader was a senior soldier from the Valhalla Guild. From the top of the fortress wall, GoldSilverAward gazed at the massive gate. Just looking at it filled him with fear.
The squad leader gave a small chuckle and patted his shoulder.
“Feels weird, doesn’t it?”
“Ah, yes. Please, no need to speak formally. You're the squad leader.”
The squad leader nodded.
“From the way you talk, you sound like you’ve already done your military service.”
“Yes. Gangwon-do, Hwacheon…”
“Oof, must’ve been tough.”
“Haha.”
It was a moment of shared understanding foreign Heroes wouldn’t grasp.
GoldSilverAward gave an awkward smile.
“It’s strange… even though it’s a game, it makes you get serious.”
“There’s really no other game like this.”
Kugugugung!
A sound like something warping echoed in the air. Looking straight ahead, the chains sealing the massive gate were breaking apart.
Kwaaaaaa!
The chains shattered completely and vanished.
The hands and arms that had been holding the gate began to move, and with a thunderous roar, the gate started to open. Through the gap in the opening gate, something teeming and writhing could be seen. It looked as if something had been tightly packed into the space and was now pushing and shoving to pour out the moment a gap formed.
“...There really isn’t another game like this.”
“Feels like we’re kinda fucked, though.”
“That’s what makes it fun.”
“I think I’m starting to get it.”
The squad leader handed GoldSilverAward a container filled with red powder. After the squad leader drew an X on his face, GoldSilverAward followed suit and marked an X on his own face.
Everyone on the fortress wall did the same.
A massive, towering Orc - Bakal, the commander of the Northern Village Defense Unit, climbed up onto the wall. Next to him stood the Northern Grand Duke.
“Isn’t this exciting?”
When Bakal laughed, the Orcs laughed with him.
The Heroes, too, were swept up in that laughter.
“We have been chosen! We are honored to be the first to experience this horrifying Great War!”
Bakal looked genuinely thrilled.
“I will die with you! Let us hold out for Arsilan!”
“For Arsilan!”
For Arsilan!
All the Heroes gathered in the Northern Village shouted in unison, steeling their resolve.
Let’s endure!
No, let’s win outright!
HandGenius was setting up cannons on the wall of the International City Marogo. Through the relay window, the situation at the gate could be seen.
“Ugh! So heavy!”
WingGenius was moving shells. Even the fairies had joined in to help. The Heroes here came from many different countries. But no one paid attention to such things.
There were fairies, Orcs, and even a race that looked like giant stones, but so what?
“The gate is open! The war has begun!”
A burly Hero looked at HandGenius. HandGenius nodded as he continued watching the relay window. From within Marogo, a cheer erupted and echoed outward.
“For Arsilan!”
“For Sillion!”
“For our city! Let’s fight!”
UWAAAAAH!
That cry spread through the entire city.
HandGenius raised his hand and shouted as well. WingGenius climbed up onto HandGenius’s shoulder.
“KYAAAAAA! Bring it on! For Arsilan! YEAH!”
YEAH!
When WingGenius shouted like that, the fairies also let out small cheers.
HandGenius smiled faintly at the sight.
He looked out beyond the fortress wall.
His heart pounded as if it were about to explode. The impulse to scream loudly made his hands move even more quickly.
‘With these hands…’
He would join the war and earn merit!
The Great War!
Within it, the morale of every Hero was surging.