Reincarnated in the Same World for the Nth Time

After the interview with Ianfel was over, Aquila’s group immediately prepared to leave Port Plum.

They were puzzled by the words that there was no time, but they also became busy with the information that Ianfel brought.

“As you asked, there was someone who left the temple early this morning. He’s a stableman who manages the temple’s horses, and he’s only been here for a little over a month.”

“Did he take a horse?”

“Yes. He took a horse without permission. I asked the wall guard, and he said he saw him heading towards Selten.”

“He must have taken information with him.”

“That’s probably it. The Great Temple of Port Plum has only been receiving emergency calls for a long time. It would be faster to go on horseback.”

Aquila nodded.

The Temple of the Night, which was in collusion with the Dark Guild, wouldn’t have been able to make an emergency call to Igrail.

Because the Temple of the Night had been withdrawn for a long time and only the name remained.

It was no exaggeration to say that only the Temple of the Sun, which was located near Port Plum where the Great Temple of the Sun was located, and served as an orphanage, was operating properly.

“I’ve expelled some of the Dark Guild members, so he’s probably a contact who was temporarily dispatched.”

As he said, as the infiltrated Dark Guild members disappeared one by one, there was a high possibility that he had come to find out what had happened.

Then, he had seen it.

Aquila Reshenhardt was alive and well.

Moreover, even the news that he had lifted the Curse of the Deadly Poison with the power of the Holy Grail!

For them, who had the iron rule of perfect mission completion, this was something that should not have happened.

Therefore, Ianfel and Aquila’s opinion was that he would have headed to Igrail to deliver information as a contact.

Since there was no other way to contact Igrail, it would be faster to run there in person.

“Even if he rested in Selten, he would have reached Igreil by now.”

“He’ll be eliminating all the evidence. When you arrive, it will be clean as if nothing had happened.”

Ianfel, who said that, gave a strange smile.

“But, it’s different if you use the Scales of Judgment to get a confession. Did you know it would turn out like this?”

“Well, I just proposed it because I thought it would be easier to create justification directly.”

Aquila shrugged.

When the truth was obtained using the Scales of Judgment, it was possible to obtain reliable evidence that could be used in court.

This included the fact that the Sun Priest would participate as a mediator and witness, and there would be an absolute oath that could not be lied about.

Above all, a record of who used it would be left behind.

Ianfel, who had been staring at Aquila’s face, made a soft smile.

“It’s fortunate that the Dark Guild member didn’t see you open your eyes because he left so quickly.”

The news that the Guild member had taken was only that Aquila was alive and that the Dark Guild member had been killed.

It meant that it was unlikely that they would anticipate that Aquila would head there with the Temple Knights and prepare for it.

They would be eliminating evidence and thinking about how to move forward.

However, Aquila didn’t have time to relax.

The road from Igraile to Selten using teleportation was a straight line.

That meant that if the Dark Guild member left Igrail, they might be able to catch them.

For that reason, heading to Selten as quickly as possible was the top priority.

“It has also been publicly revealed that Dark Guild members have infiltrated the Great Temple of Port Plum, and Martio is involved and imprisoned, so I hope you understand that I can’t move all of the Temple Knights.”

“Of course.”

“Including the excuse of chasing the deserter, I have organized about ten people. I guarantee their skills. I would like to join you if conditions allow, but…”

“I’m going to refuse that, so don’t even think about it.”

Aquila cut him off firmly.

That was because he could foresee how troublesome it would be if Ianfel joined this journey.

Of course, the problem wasn’t just that Aquila didn’t like him and didn’t want to be with him.

Even if he hadn’t received the official title of Saint, Ianfel’s position was solid.

If he moved directly, there was a high probability that it would cause another conflict.

In the first place, it was an excessive price for Ianfel to move unless a high ranking officer of the Dark Guild was present in Igrail.

“Haha. Now that you say that, I want to go even more…… Anyway, Chelsea will join you instead of me. She will be my eyes and ears.”

A group well dressed in armor with the emblem of Rasphallara embedded on it.

Chelsea was there explaining the mission details to the temple knights.

Aquila, who glanced at her, continued to speak indifferently.

“I’ll take it to mean that since everything that Priest Chelsea has seen will be reported to you, I should take care of myself.”

“Come on. Don’t jump to conclusions so presumptuously? It was a story that I could turn a blind eye to some extent.”

Ianfel and Aquila’s eyes met again.

Of those who were looking at each other silently, it was Ianfel who smiled first again.

“Still, I’ll give you a gift to express my regret.”

“A gift?”

Caution settled in Aquila’s eyes.

They were not in a relationship where they would exchange gifts out of good will.

When Ianfel gestured, Chelsea, who had come closer, handed over a small box.

He opened the box and held it out to Aquila.

Inside, there was a silver bracelet that looked luxurious at first glance.

A blue jewel embedded in the middle, as if connecting two simple strands of thin metal.

Aquila, who recognized what it was, widened his eyes as if surprised this time.

“It’s a two-way Mana communication device. You seem to know what it is from your expression, so I don’t need to explain it separately.”

“Yes, well…”

In simple terms, a two-way Mana communication device was no different from a mobile phone in the world Aquila was originally from.

A magical tool that could be used by ordinary people if they just charged Mana, thanks to the Mana stone embedded in the center.

When this bracelet first appeared, it was such an unprecedented invention that the world was turned upside down.

Aquila narrowed his eyes.

“Is this a loan?”

“Didn’t I say it was a gift just now?”

“I know it’s expensive. I’ve done a lot of good things for you, but as compensation…”

“It’s not excessive, right? Because I’ve invested in the future value as well.”

Ianfel pushed the box forward again and hardened his mouth seriously this time.

“If you succeed in getting a confession, there won’t be anything faster than this to call the people who will be waiting in Selten to Igrail.”

As he said, if they could immediately exchange the situation, there was a high possibility that things would go more smoothly.

And this method was also something that Aquila had thought about.

Because he knew that Ianfel possessed a ‘communication bracelet’.

If he didn’t propose it first, Aquila was going to bring it up…

‘I was only going to borrow it, but I never thought I would receive it as a gift.’

However, as soon as the surprise wore off, Aquila felt uneasy in one corner of his heart.

Because…

“It’s going to be a better item than what’s on the market. Because I received it directly from Herbel.”

Yeah, it was because of that name.

The first-class magic tool maker, Beiretz Herbel.

The very person who moved the communication that could only be done with a crystal ball to a portable magic tool.

And.

‘A gloomy fanatic who worships Ianfel.’

Aquila couldn’t help but sigh when he thought of that guy.

Herbel had poured his heart and soul into making this bracelet at Ianfel’s words that he needed a communication tool.

As much as that, it boasted performance that couldn’t be compared to what was sold on the market, but that was exactly the problem.

‘……No. This is a quest that will happen when I meet Herbel, so let’s think about it later. Good is good after all.’

Aquila, who erased his thoughts, accepted the box without hesitating any longer.

“I will use it gratefully.”

“Yes. I told Chelsea to take it back if you fail, so don’t feel too burdened.”

Ianfel added with a playful smile.

It seemed like he was serious, judging by the fact that Chelsea, who had been quiet behind him, nodded her head.

“……Young master! All preparations are finished. You can get in the carriage right away.”

Shen said as he came closer.

Since they didn’t have much luggage to begin with, there wasn’t much for them to pack.

The only added luggage was a few items that Yuzelia had brought from her room.

So, most of the time was spent organizing the formation of the Temple Knights who would be with them, figuring out the mission details, and preparing the luggage and horses.

It was fortunate that it took less than an hour thanks to their busy movements.

Ianfel, who had finished his business with Aquila, turned his head towards the Temple Knights and called out to one person who was well-dressed in armor.

“This is Heinnon, the Second Commander of our proud Temple Knights. He will be in charge of the command. He’s also the one with the communicator.”

“It’s a pleasure to meet you.”

Heinnon greeted them with a blunt face.

His face wasn’t properly visible because it was covered by a helmet, but his lower face was quite sharp.

Aquila nodded as if returning the greeting.

“Then… I’d like to have more pleasant conversations, but I’ll have to do that after everything is over, when you come back to the Great Temple of Port Plum.”

Aquila didn’t want to promise, but he knew he had to, so he affirmed it.

Aquila got on the carriage right away because he couldn’t delay any longer.

Ianfel waved his hand in front of the small window.

“May the blessing of Rasphallara be with you.”

Only Ianfel’s small prayer saw them off.

At night when everyone was asleep.

The horses driven by the Temple Knights and the carriage carrying Aquila’s group quickly ran through the darkness.

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“Aquila has returned!”

The voice announcing Aquila’s return echoed loudly within the Reshenhardt mansion.

“……He’s returned! Did he come back after curing his illness?”

One of the maids made a fuss.

The third son of Reshenhardt, who had been heading to the Great Temple of Port Plum for treatment after being afflicted with a terminal illness.

In order to confirm whether Aquila was fine, all the servants went outside at once, using the excuse of greeting him.

Through the wide-open door, they could see the carriage engraved with Reshenhardt’s seal just entering.

Mary, who was standing on tiptoe and looking at that sight, discovered strangers in that gap.

Unlike Vice Commander Kahena, who was riding a horse next to the carriage as if escorting it, they were wearing shiny silver armor, so they stood out at once.

Even so, they were next to him as naturally as if they had been together from the beginning.

At first, they weren’t properly visible because they were reflected by the sunlight, but another emblem was engraved on their chests instead of Reshenhardt.

‘That emblem is from the Temple of the Sun…?’

While the servants were all sending questioning glances, the carriage engraved with Reshenhardt’s seal finally stopped completely.

Those who were on the horses all came down to the ground.

The sound of the armor clanging rang out particularly powerfully.

And then, before anyone could open the door of the carriage, the door suddenly opened from the inside.

The first to get off was Shen, Aquila’s loyal servant.

And right after that, Yuzelia, who had gone to the temple with Aquila, came out.

“Two priests…?”

Someone made a questioning sound.

That was because there was one more person wearing a pure white robe on the horse following the carriage.

However, before attention could be focused on him, the last person remaining in the carriage revealed himself.

Red hair.

The color, which seemed to burn when receiving sunlight, completely stole their attention.

“Welcome back, Young Master Aquila.”

The old butler, who had been dedicating himself to Reshenhardt for decades, bowed his head.

Without the appearance where he had covered his whole body by throwing a robe over his head when he went out, he had an awkward air between a boy and an adult in the clean clothes he was wearing.

But Aquila’s face was a soft color with a good complexion, not pale white cheeks, and his black eyes sparkled after receiving the light.

Aquila, who indifferently looked around at the servants who had come to greet him, turned his gaze to the old butler.

“I have to meet Lady Celsia. Take me to wherever she is.”