My viins #263


    51. Farewell to the truth (5)


    As dawn broke, a wind from the northeast pushed dark clouds over the mountains. Thanks to this, the blizzard that raged throughout the night disappeared as if it had been washed away.


    The clear sky revealed like that was iparably clearer than any other autumn day. Thanks to the sun’s strength for the first time in a while, it seemed like it would be the warmest day in recent years.


    Hicks and Rowen tidied up the early breakfast table while the neer Three Naught spent the snow in the front yard of the guild hall. Then, as He put the teapot on the hearth and finished weing guests pretending to be a daily routine, Baron Shahenna this hase With fully armed knights and cavalry at hismand.


    As I had requested, the baron sitting across the table was d in te armor like the knights lined up behind her, but at first nce he didn’t look very nice.


    “What have you been doing since morning, Baron?”


    When I calmly asked, holding back theughter that was about to leak out, Baron Shaenna, who ced the helmet on the empty table, stared at me. ‘Is this bastard seriously asking now?’ It was a searching look, so I put on the kindest expression I could.


    The baron kept his mouth shut and continued to tear at my face. The silence went on for quite a while, but since it was impossible to remain silent forever on the subject that came to me first, Baron Shahenna opened her mouth with an expression as if she had chewed a cow.


    “…Do you know anything about what happenedst night?”


    “What happenedst night?”


    I scratched the bottom of my ear for a while, then I opened my eyes wide as if I had remembered it btedly.


    “Are you talking about the prison break? Did you ask if it was a dove or a stork?”


    “…not a dove or a stork. But it’s not a simr story. So what do you know?”


    “You know what? I am the one who just told you.”


    I leaned back on the backrest and crossed my arms. The baron’s eyebrows narrowed, but he continued talking without hesitation.


    “It is very strange that a flying animal that is not a monster breaks a prison and takes a prisoner. Well, there may be some people who are embarrassed by that.”


    “It’s not embarrassing, but there are dead people.”


    “Oh dear. I’m sorry.”


    It was a sincere statement, but she bit the inside of her lip as if she didn’t like something. Like that or not, I asked with an innocent face.


    “Is that why you came? Do you want to make a request?”


    “request?”


    “yes. Even though I’m a knight, most of the guys below are mercenaries, so I sometimes get requests. Of course, if the conditions are good.”


    Baron Shaenna’s face wrinkled even more at my natural words. She was putting her gloved hand on the longsword’s furmal, when she heard a ‘crackle’ sound.


    “I don’t need your help to catch a prisoner.”


    “Oh is that so? thank god.”


    “Are you happy?”


    “yes. I don’t have much confidence in the stupid things of chasing birds.”


    “This one—”


    The baron was about to say something when an old man stepped out from among the knights she was with. It was Master Secento, a wizard with a long beard.


    As I had already noticed through the flow of magical power, he hid himself among the knights and cast a shadow. He must have looked all over the guild hall.


    But I’m not an idiot either, so I disguised myself as a doctor or a clerk beforehand for those who might get into a fight like the spell thief Saitz or Master Hagni. Of course, the Lenca they are looking for is not here.


    Master Cecento, as if there had been no sess, shook his head silently after making eye contact with Baron Shaenna.


    “……good night.”


    What’s good?


    Baron Shaenna jumped up from his seat and red at me.


    “I’ll give you some advice.”


    “……yes?”


    “Refrain from action.”


    She leaned over and cast a shadow over her face. And it was a warning in a low, whisper-like voice.


    “It is said that you should not go wild on the subject of having no treadmill and do not provoke the nobles who have be bigwigs. If you don’t want to be miserable with your lord as we enter a new era someday.”


    …It seems like I’ve seen it somewhere, but even so, I didn’t feel intimidated because it was a white face without a single wrinkle.


    In the end, I couldn’t hold back and burst intoughter. Baron Shaenna, who was about to turn around at the sound, turned to me and opened his eyes white.


    “…what’s funny?”


    “Hmm. Oh no.”


    I wiped the bottom of my eyes and apologized.


    “sorry. A person who can’t even take care of himself is worried about me, so I smile without even realizing it.”


    “…what?”


    The baron’s face was red with embarrassment or anger. Even her knights ‘dare!’ Or, ‘That impudent man talked and gesticted at me.


    …not even funny.


    I grabbed the table and stood up slowly. When the gaze reversed dramatically in an instant, Baron Shaenna staggered back and her knights put their hands on the handles of their swords.


    Master Secento put his hand in his chest with a stiff face, perhaps feeling the blood I had raised.


    Either that or not, I told them with a smile.


    “Why do youe to such a strict ce and use force when you are not able to manage the prisoner? At a time like this, run as if the tail is on fire and catch the traitor.”


    “This majestic-”


    “The King’s Majesty will be very pleased if another king’s rider is killed and he misses the one who killed him and returns empty-handed. If you want something that has already been sold, can I lend you a hand?” Baron Shaenna gritted her teeth and clenched her fists, then nced around the room as if she suddenly felt other eyes.


    Ellen sitting on a leather couch with her arms crossed and leaning against the wall, fiddling with a crystal ball, He sitting at a narrow table, sipping tea, and even the mercenaries scattered here and there.


    The baron swallowed dryly. It must have been because he had carefully watched how the people gathered here performed in the battle that took ce a few days ago.


    “This…


    the baron couldn’t do anything about it and bit his lower lip. What was so embarrassing about it was that her light brown eyes were watery.


    And for a moment, Baron Shaenna red at me with ferocious eyes-


    “Let’s see.”


    After firing at him, he turned around and finished.


    …To the world, ‘let’s see’. I never thought I would actually hear this line.


    After leaving the guild hall like that, the baron mounted his horse and red at me once more while holding the reins. Then, leading his knights and cavalry, he rode east along the road. After all, it seems that they stabbed Lenka and Zanabas before going after them and stopped at the Volsim Mountain.


    Mud mixed with snow sttered behind the hooves of about a hundred riders. As she watched Baron Shaenna and her army disappear, turning the road into mud, she prayed that they would never meet again.


    …Shall I sprinkle some salt on this front?


    Our party regained freedom thanks to Baron Shaenna personally leading the cavalry in pursuit.


    Actually, there were some annoying parts. It was because of what Baron Innomen said to me before he died. A proposal to be the King’s seventeenth Horseman.


    -Please make the right decision. for you and your colleagues.


    To bring back memories of that time, it was a nuance of ‘either stick to us or be enemies’. It was practically a ckmail proposal.


    So, I was worried that if I left like this, I might be stamped out by King Lionel III or Crown Prince Zacharys.


    “It won’t matter.”


    He sipped her tea and answered my questioning gaze.


    “Because the proposer is dead. If we just keep our mouths shut, we can make it happen.”


    “…as for the other barons? Don’t you know that Baron Innomen made such an offer to us?”


    “The three barons have each received different missions from the king, and the order to appease you must have been only for Baron Innomen. You can guess it from the attitude of Baron Shaenna.”


    “Is that so… but Baron Innomen’s aides would know?”


    “It doesn’t matter. After all, this is a matter of prestige.”


    “… Prestige?” He nodded, her long eyes droopingzily.


    “From the king’s point of view, he proposes a title to a knight who serves his son, but is rejected. It’s not something you want to tell the world about.”


    “ah. Well, it was because of that issue that Baron Innomen secretly proposed.”


    “huh. So unless you tell me, the odds of this happening are very slim.”


    So you’repletely free now, right? I feel relieved.


    Well, I feel sorry for Baron Innomen who died. If I meet someone from the Honkel family someday, I’ll be nice to them.


    The next day, thanks to He’s advice, I was able to see Utequai off with a light heart.


    “Are you really going alone?”


    “right.”


    “But just in case, take Cole and Steedman.”


    “It happened. This is the sole business of the Great Warrior.”


    “Well, in that case…


    “Go.”


    With that said, Utequai headed south alone. I go out to the castle gate and watch the back, but


    even if that bastard dies, he won’t look back. Oh, he’s such a cool guy.


    Ellen, on the other hand, finished inspecting the golden te only in the evening, two days after Utequai left.


    When I heard the news, I went to his room and Ellen was sitting on the bed with a sleepy face. I’ve been experimenting with this and that over the past few days, and I’m pretty tired.


    “how is it? Anything wrong?”


    “huh. After interpreting the form, it seems that the destination is also the pce.”


    The materials required for the spell were not so plentiful, so the dimensional door was about the size of an ordinary door and wouldst for about 10 seconds.


    10 seconds. It is a very ambiguous time.


    If you hurry a little, more than 10 people can pass through, but if the dimensional door closes while passing through the door, your body will be cut off as it is. So, Ellen exined, it would be safer to use only six or seven.


    And, of course, moving through the dimensional door is a one-way ticket.


    Since the coordinates of La Pis Pce were entered correctly on the golden te, it was possible to move there, but it was impossible to return there even after the work in the pce was finished.


    “I need a ‘Dimensional Compass’ to measure the coordinates for the portal.”


    “Dimensional Compass?”


    “huh. It is a very rare magic tool. All I know is the one in the secret store at La Pis Pce.”


    In a word, once you cross the dimensional gate, it bes impossible to go to the Seteniora Monastery.


    Even if we say that we set off for the monastery as soon as we cross the dimension gate, it will take four months, and then the next book will be a lotter.


    “…Hmm, it’s a bit twisted. How long will it take to get things done at the pce?”


    “I don’t know exactly. If it is short, it can bepleted in a month, if it is long, it can take more than a year.”


    “what? why?”


    “It’s the false usation that I killed Master. Since I caught the sights, I can take them off easily.”


    Ellen continued with a calm face but with burning blue eyes.


    “The important thing is Galnar.”


    “Your uncle? You’re the new kid who’s framed you. Isn’t it just a matter of getting him caught while clearing his name?”


    “It’s no use. They would lie, saying that they didn’t intentionally frame them, they just misjudged based on the circumstances.”


    “Besides, Galnar took up the vacancy created by Master’s death.”


    “A vacancy? What vacancy?”


    “Grandmaster. Only the seven most outstanding people of the time can be the Grand Master of the Pce.”


    The blue eyes burned even more ferociously.


    “No matter how much I am Radakalin’s enemy, I can’t fight Galnar head-on. Besides being a grandmaster, he is also a direct descendant of Radakalin.”


    “Then what do you mean?


    “First… I have to get the other grandmasters and people who will believe in me to push him out of his position. Dealing with ites next.”


    Ellen chose her words for a moment, then added as if she was determined.


    “It will be a long fight, but I will be thest winner.” As long as Galnar became the Grand Master of the pce, his power would grow stronger as time passed. Then next time they will send more powerful wizards to kill El Renn.


    The undead army besieging Seteniora Monastery is a headache, but the Grand Master of the pce, Galnar, is also an urgent problem.


    “Anyway, only six or seven can go to the pce, right? Can’t you use the dimension door when youe back?”


    WO ” Heh.


    “Hmm. Let’s think more about who to take. Whatever decision you make, you’ll have to wait for Utequai to return.” The boy nodded quietly. Still expressionless, only eyes shining blue.


    Soon the year will pass, and Ellen will be only eighteen, even if she is one year older.


    eighteen. He must be too old to face the harsh fate of false usations and revenge.


    “Ellen.”


    “Would you like a hug?”


    As she smiled mischievously and spread her arms, Ellen calmly dug into his arms instead of acting meanly like usual.


    I patted his little back while smelling the subtle scent of lime. How long did it take for Ellen to fall asleep in my arms?


    Name: Ellen


    Level: 29


    ss: Elemental Wizard


    Stats: Remaining Bonus – 0


    Strength – 13 (16) Agility – 14 (18) Health – 17 (24) Magic – 45 (125) Skill:


    Wind Fist 4pt Dance Spirit 3pt Windstorm lpt


    mebolt 6pt Fiery Weapon 3pt Fireball 3pt me Cloak lpt Cold st 4pt Frostbutterfly 3pt Frostbite 2pt Frostte lpt Frostbeast lpt


    Blitz


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