My villains #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 incomparably clearer than any other autumn day. Thanks to the sun’s strength for the first ti in a while, it seed like it would be the warst day in recent years.
Hicks and Rowen tidied up the early breakfast table while the newcor Three Naught spent the snow in the front yard of the guild hall. Then, as Heila put the teapot on the hearth and finished welcoming guests pretending to be a daily routine, Baron Shahenna this has co With fully ard knights and cavalry at his command.
As I had requested, the baron sitting across the table was clad in plate armor like the knights lined up behind her, but at first glance he didn’t look very nice.
“What have you been doing since morning, Baron?”
When I calmly asked, holding back the laughter that was about to leak out, Baron Shaenna, who placed the helt on the empty table, stared at . ‘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 ca to first, Baron Shahenna opened her mouth with an expression as if she had chewed a cow.
“…Do you know anything about what happened last night?”
“What happened last night?”
I scratched the bottom of my ear for a while, then I opened my eyes wide as if I had rembered it belatedly.
“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 similar 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 so people who are embarrassed by that.”
“It’s not embarrassing, but there are dead people.”
“Oh dear. I’m sorry.”
It was a sincere statent, but she bit the inside of her lip as if she didn’t like sothing. Like that or not, I asked with an innocent face.
“Is that why you ca? Do you want to make a request?”
“request?”
“yes. Even though I’m a knight, most of the guys below are rcenaries, so I sotis 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 sothing 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 success, shook his head silently after making eye contact with Baron Shaenna.
“……good night.”
What’s good?
Baron Shaenna jumped up from his seat and glared at .
“I’ll give you so 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 beco bigwigs. If you don’t want to be miserable with your lord as we enter a new era soday.”
…It seems like I’ve seen it sowhere, 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 into laughter. Baron Shaenna, who was about to turn around at the sound, turned to 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 , so I smile without even realizing it.”
“…what?”
The baron’s face was red with embarrassnt or anger. Even her knights ‘dare!’ Or, ‘That impudent man talked and gesticulated at .
…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 you co to such a strict place and use force when you are not able to manage the prisoner? At a ti 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 sothing that has already been sold, can I lend you a hand?” Baron Shaenna gritted her teeth and clenched her fists, then glanced 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, Heila sitting at a narrow table, sipping tea, and even the rcenaries scattered here and there.
The baron swallowed dryly. It must have been because he had carefully watched how the people gathered here perford in the battle that took place 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 mont, Baron Shaenna glared at 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 glared at 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 splattered 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 et again.
…Shall I sprinkle so salt on this front?
Our party regained freedom thanks to Baron Shaenna personally leading the cavalry in pursuit.
Actually, there were so annoying parts. It was because of what Baron Innon said to before he died. A proposal to beco the King’s seventeenth Horseman.
-Please make the right decision. for you and your colleagues.
To bring back mories of that ti, it was a nuance of ‘either stick to us or beco enemies’. It was practically a blackmail 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.”
Heila 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 Innon 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 Innon. You can guess it from the attitude of Baron Shaenna.”
“Is that so… but Baron Innon’s aides would know?”
“It doesn’t matter. After all, this is a matter of prestige.”
“… Prestige?” Heila nodded, her long eyes drooping lazily.
“From the king’s point of view, he proposes a title to a knight who serves his son, but is rejected. It’s not sothing you want to tell the world about.”
“ah. Well, it was because of that issue that Baron Innon secretly proposed.”
“huh. So unless you tell , the odds of this happening are very slim.”
So you’re completely free now, right? I feel relieved.
Well, I feel sorry for Baron Innon who died. If I et soone from the Honkel family soday, I’ll be nice to them.
The next day, thanks to Heila’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 plate 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 experinting with this and that over the past few days, and I’m pretty tired.
“how is it? Anything wrong?”
“huh. After interpreting the formula, it seems that the destination is also the palace.”
The materials required for the spell were not so plentiful, so the dinsional door was about the size of an ordinary door and would last for about 10 seconds.
10 seconds. It is a very ambiguous ti.
If you hurry a little, more than 10 people can pass through, but if the dinsional door closes while passing through the door, your body will be cut off as it is. So, Ellen explained, it would be safer to use only six or seven.
And, of course, moving through the dinsional door is a one-way ticket.
Since the coordinates of La Palais Palace were entered correctly on the golden plate, it was possible to move there, but it was impossible to return there even after the work in the palace was finished.
“I need a ‘Dinsional Compass’ to asure the coordinates for the portal.”
“Dinsional Compass?”
“huh. It is a very rare magic tool. All I know is the one in the secret store at La Palais Palace.”
In a word, once you cross the dinsional gate, it becos impossible to go to the Seteniora Monastery.
Even if we say that we set off for the monastery as soon as we cross the dinsion gate, it will take four months, and then the next book will be a lot later.
“…Hmm, it’s a bit twisted. How long will it take to get things done at the palace?”
“I don’t know exactly. If it is short, it can be completed in a month, if it is long, it can take more than a year.”
“what? why?”
“It’s the false accusation 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 frad you. Isn’t it just a matter of getting him caught while clearing his na?”
“It’s no use. They would lie, saying that they didn’t intentionally fra 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 ti can beco the Grand Master of the Palace.”
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 an?
“First… I have to get the other grandmasters and people who will believe in to push him out of his position. Dealing with it cos next.”
Ellen chose her words for a mont, then added as if she was determined.
“It will be a long fight, but I will be the last winner.” As long as Galnar beca the Grand Master of the palace, his power would grow stronger as ti passed. Then next ti 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 palace, Galnar, is also an urgent problem.
“Anyway, only six or seven can go to the palace, right? Can’t you use the dinsion door when you co 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 accusations 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 anly like usual.
I patted his little back while slling the subtle scent of li. How long did it take for Ellen to fall asleep in my arms?
Na: Ellen
Level: 29
Class: Elental 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
Flabolt 6pt Fiery Weapon 3pt Fireball 3pt Fla Cloak lpt Cold Blast 4pt Frostbutterfly 3pt Frostbite 2pt Frostplate lpt Frostbeast lpt
Blitz
3pt
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