Restart:Untalented Man



While Sarika and Wagner are having a conversation in the prison, the surrendered soldiers of Barlia are on their way home on the steamships.

Tens of steamships filled the horizon, sailing together in a synchronized display of maritime prowess. The sight was awe-inspiring, a testament to the scale and efficiency of Ryntum's naval power. The steamships glided through the shimmering waters, their dark hulls contrasting against the vibrant blues of the sea.

As the soldiers of Barlia stood on the deck, they relished the refreshing breeze that swept across their faces.

The rhythmic sounds of the steamships' engines provided a backdrop to their conversation.

"Have you ever seen this kind of sight in your life? It's incredible," one soldier remarked, a sense of awe evident in his voice.

These ships are a marvel of engineering," another soldier marvelled, gazing at the intricate machinery that powered their vessel.

"It's like riding on the wings of the wind," a third soldier exclaimed, his eyes sparkling with excitement. "Barlia should have some of these ships."

As they continued their journey, the soldiers revelled in the experience of being aboard these magnificent steamships.

The ships didn't take them directly to Thyrate, the capital of Barlia. Instead, they made a few stops at Harlington, Caushilbo and Makerton first. 

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In Mezorin, preparations were underway for the return journey of the Inverloch soldiers. The streets were abuzz with activity as Ryntum soldiers organized and facilitated the process.

Levi, having grown weary from his constant back-and-forth, entrusted the responsibility of handling this process to Bain Lawrence. He had played his part in escorting the Barlia soldiers, ensuring their safe transport and delivery.

The repetitive nature of the task had left him fatigued, both physically and mentally. He yearned for a moment of respite, a chance to catch his breath and recharge his energy.

"Check all your stuff. Make sure none were left behind," Bain instructed the Inverloch soldiers, his voice firm yet understanding. The soldiers diligently complied, inspecting their gear and personal items, not wanting to leave anything behind in the city.

Having spent some time in Mezorin, the soldiers of Inverloch couldn't help but be captivated by the unique products offered by Ryntum's merchants.

The once-desolated and abandoned marketplaces become vibrant with the presence of merchants. The marketplaces were filled with a wide array of goods, tempting the weary soldiers with their allure.

The streets became a colourful display of bartering and transactions as Inverloch soldiers interacted with Ryntum's merchants. The clinking of coins, the haggling over prices, and the laughter filled the air. 

Some soldiers chose to purchase items using the money they had, indulging in small luxuries or practical supplies for their return journey.

However, not all the soldiers had sufficient currency to partake in the market experience. For those lacking funds, they resorted to exchanging their swords or armour they no longer needed.

With the war behind them, some considered it a fair trade, willingly parting with their battle-worn equipment in exchange for mementoes or necessities to bring back home.

As the Inverloch soldiers departed from Mezorin, they were accompanied by a contingent of Ryntum's soldiers who served as their escorts. The journey to the south, where the Inverloch Empire was located, was a long and arduous one, but it carried the promise of reuniting with their homeland and loved ones.

Along the way, they passed through Szazki and Lonsbak before Bain divert the direction slightly to the east. Instead of passing through Hajdu, he intended to lead them through a rural area sparsely populated by both residents and merchants.

This alternative route offered several advantages, including the ease of movement for a large group of soldiers without causing disruptions or congestion on the more commonly travelled paths.

It was along this less-travelled route that Bain and the soldiers stumbled upon an unexpected encounter.

As they trekked through the peaceful countryside, the familiar figure of a man in his early fifties made his way back to Hajdu. It was none other than Mayor Samuel Lazo of Baroks.

Bain, recognizing the mayor, stepped forward on his horse and exchanged greetings with Mayor Lazo.

The mayor's expression, however, carried a mix of curiosity and suspicion. It was evident in his question, "What are you doing here, and why are you leading the enemy?"

Bain, sensing the mayor's unease, quickly reassured him, "Please, Mayor, do not misunderstand me."

He proceeded to explain in detail the events that had unfolded in Mezorin, emphasizing the delicate negotiations and the agreement that had been reached with the enemy.

Listening attentively, Mayor Lazo absorbed Bain's explanation. His initial suspicion gradually gave way to understanding. "I see," he acknowledged, his voice carrying a tone of acceptance. 

The mayor felt it was only fair to reciprocate the trust by sharing his own recent experiences.

With a cheerful tone, he began to explain the land deal he had struck with Inver and Inver's successful capture of the city of Norish which is under Inverloch's control.

He elaborated on the intricate negotiations and the rationale behind the decision. He emphasized the potential benefits for both parties involved.

Simply put, their kingdom obtain a large swathe of fertile land without splitting a drop of blood.

After conveying the details of the agreement, Mayor Lazo bid his farewell and continued on his way towards Hajdu, leaving Bain and the Inverloch soldiers to process the new information.

With the mayor's departure, Bain took it upon himself to address the soldiers, reiterating the significance of the recent developments. The Inverloch soldiers listened attentively.

As they continued their march, the soldiers contemplated the intricacies of the ever-evolving political and power landscape.

While they are on the campaign in the north, one of their city slipped away from their hand.

Although they feel sad about it, they also understood that their role limited to a mere combatants.

Bain himself assured them that he would make sure they safely passed through the city of Norish and returned home.

The Kingdom of Inver and the Kingdom of Ryntum have a very close relationship.