Radiant Dragon’s Oth Chapter 157 : Chapter 157

Chapter 157. What Kind of Nonsense is That? (2)

That rumor started in the back alleys.

It began to spread as soone gathered and talked, centered around cheap taverns.

As for what the content was….

[The Double Dragon had a duel with the Guardian Deity of Decator.]

[As a result of the duel, the Double Dragon won.]

[The content of the match was overwhelming, and Marquis Raines also admitted that the Double Dragon was stronger than him.]

That was the content.

At first, people didn't believe it.

Because it was such an absurd rumor, its credibility was low.

But that incredible rumor began to spread more and more, and in the midst of it, Patrick Schneider was spotted within the Decator Kingdom.

At that, credibility was added to the rumor that was thought to be absurd.

Moreover, decisively….

[The rumor about the duel is true. I had a duel with Patrick Schneider, and as a result, I was defeated. It was a fair duel, and there is no disagreent about the outco. The Double Dragon was stronger than .]

Marquis Raines himself admitted this fact.

The impact of this mont was indescribable.

* * *

Patrick Schneider.

Everyone knew the na.

The genius who had defeated the Imperial Sword Saint’s grandson, Garcia, at the Arcana of the highest level in history and proudly seized the victory.

There were even opinions that in the distant future, he might be called the strongest on the continent, succeeding the Imperial Sword Saint of the Empire.

But.

That was a matter for the very distant future.

No matter how much he had achieved the 7-star realm, Patrick was not yet twenty years old.

He was still young, no, he was on the young side.

And yet, he had already defeated Marquis Adolph Raines, the Guardian Deity of Decator, who had been renowned on the continent for decades.

It was the splendid reappearance of Patrick Schneider, who had hardly been active in public for the past few years since the Arcana.

People paid close attention to every single move of Patrick Schneider.

And….

A small tavern in the Decator Kingdom.

There, the conversations of the drinkers continued as usual.

“Hey, did you hear the rumor?”

“What rumor?”

“They say the Double Dragon was spotted in the Tolland Fiefdom.”

“Tolland Fiefdom? …So what?”

“You dense friend. Think carefully about where he was spotted before.”

“It was the Malinado Fiefdom.”

“Right. From the Fiefdom of Marquis Raines to the Malinado Fiefdom, and then to the Tolland Fiefdom. Can’t you get a sense of where he’s heading?”

The listener carefully recalled the map in his head.

Patrick’s destination was traversing the Decator Kingdom to the north.

If he passed the Tolland Fiefdom and went further north….

“Ah!”

“Right. Do you get it now?”

“The Fiefdom of Marquis Robski.”

“Right. The Fiefdom of Marquis Dustin Robski is the destination. Why would he go there? For tourism?”

“Haha, that’s impossible.”

The Fiefdom of Marquis Robski, like the Fiefdom of Marquis Raines, was a military fortress to defend against the monsters pouring out of the Great Forest.

And above all, it was also the fiefdom of the 7-star knight Dustin Robski, known as the Spear of Decator.

“He’s going for a fight.”

“Right. They say the quick-witted ones are already heading to the Robski Fiefdom first.”

“They want to be living witnesses to history. Keuu…. I want to go too.”

“That’s what I’m saying….”

A duel of 7-star knights.

Excluding the special situation of a war, this was a big event that might happen once in a hundred years.

The knights, rcenaries, and so on of the Decator Kingdom.

Anyone who lived by the sword could not help but focus on this news.

And the nobles who wanted to see the rare scene of a 7-star duel with their own eyes also moved to the Fiefdom of Marquis Robski, which was presud to be Patrick’s destination.

Patrick literally began to stir up a storm in the Decator Kingdom.

* * *

“Oh, the atmosphere is nice.”

Patrick arrived at the Fiefdom of Decator.

And seeing the atmosphere of the place, the corners of his mouth went up.

“We have vacant rooms. 50 silver for one night!”

“We also store carriages. 75 silver for one night.”

“Our house has the most delicious food. Co this way. Young Masters.”

Originally, it should have been a desolate military fortress.

But now, it was so overflowing with people that one would believe it was a tourist destination.

Even places that seed to be private hos were hastily operating as inns, trying to get a piece of this special boom.

“Keeuuu. I’m doing such a good deed. When I die, I’ll definitely go to heaven.”

Next to him, Matthew looked at Patrick with an expression that said he was spouting ridiculous nonsense.

And then Isabella let out a sigh and said.

“What are you going to do now? Are you going right away?”

“Well, I should. What’s the point of dragging it out?”

Patrick rode his horse and headed directly to the inner castle of the Robski Fiefdom.

Normally, ard n with swords riding horses would attract attention, but that was not the case now.

Because there were such people all over the place.

‘Is this what they an by hiding a tree in a forest?’

Thanks to that, Patrick arrived at the entrance of the inner castle without any trouble and said to the guard.

“Hello. You’re working hard.”

“Who are you? Please state your identity and business.”

“My identity is an Academy student. My na is Patrick Schneider.”

“Patr… heok?”

The guard’s jaw dropped.

And Patrick said with a grin.

“As for the purpose, well, you can probably guess, right? I ca to have a bout with Marquis Robski.”

“You could have said you ca for a duel to sound a bit more impressive, you know?”

“It ans the sa thing.”

“No, it doesn’t.”

“Yes, it does.”

While Patrick and Matthew were having their back-and-forth, the guard straightened his posture and said.

“Welco to the fiefdom. Please co inside.”

“Oh? Is that okay? Is it okay to just let outsiders in?”

“Of course. We have already been instructed to treat the Double Dragon and his party with the utmost hospitality when they arrive.”

“Oh, utmost hospitality. I like that.”

“Hahaha. Please co inside.”

* * *

Patrick’s gaze subtly dropped down.

And after checking the thickness of the table legs, he nodded and said.

“Hmm, it’s sturdy.”

Seeing Patrick, Matthew, who was next to him, said.

“Why the table legs?”

“I was worried they might break.”

After saying that, Patrick looked at the top of the table with a mouth-watering expression.

There, a feast was laid out that truly looked like it might break the table legs.

The table was packed with extraordinary dishes whose creation thod was unimaginable, and in the center, a whole roasted calf lay appetizingly, as if to say, ‘Don’t I look delicious?’

The scent of spices tickling his nose was enough to make him hungry.

I want to eat quickly.

But….

“When is the Marquis said to be coming?”

“He is preparing right now.”

The guests could not start eating before the host arrived.

Patrick groaned at this torture that was not torture.

“Keeeung, I wish he’d co quickly. Just looking at food that’s been served is the fifty-second thing I hate.”

“Hahaha. You tell such funny jokes.”

It’s true.

Mr. Butler.

This bastard originally has a shitload of things he hates.

Just as Matthew was thinking that….

Pamparabam!

“Whoa? You scared . What? An enemy?”

Patrick was startled by the sudden sound of a trumpet.

And a servant said in a booming voice.

“The appearance of the great Divine Spear of Decator, Marquis Dustin Robski.”

With those words, two servants opened a large and ornate door, which seed heavy, from both sides, and a single man appeared between them.

He stroked the mustache he had grood to match the latest fashion and said.

“Welco. O Double Dragon. I am the Divine Spear of Decator, Dustin Robski.”

You get to know a person’s true worth over ti.

So it’s not good to judge and evaluate a person based on first impressions.

That being said….

‘Is that person really that Marquis Robski?’

‘Not a fake? Is that person really him?’

An expression of disbelief appeared on Matthew’s and Isabella’s faces.

The first impression they got when they saw him was twofold.

First, he was small.

He was so short that he only ca up to the chest of Isabella, a woman.

And the second thing they felt was that he was excessively flashy.

He was really, really, too excessively flashy.

Let’s set aside the hairstyle and attire that awkwardly followed the latest trend.

It seed like one would get tired of counting the number of jewels hanging from his body.

From his entrance, his flashiness was so excessive that it actually felt vulgar.

Was such a man really a person who had achieved the ultimate state?

Was he one of the top three strongest in the kingdom?

The aura he exuded was certainly of a considerable level, but….

‘Really?’

‘That person?’

Sothing just didn't sit right.

Unlike the two who were confused, Patrick said with a calm smile.

“Thank you for welcoming

like this. I am Patrick Schneider.”

“Hmm, it is I who am pleased that a junior has co all this way.”

“Then, can we eat now?”

“Uh….”

“I’m hungry.”

Marquis Robski was flustered by Patrick’s shaless words.

But he soon burst into a hearty laugh and said.

“Hahaha. I apologize. Well, please eat without reservation.”

“Thank you.”

Patrick really did not hold back.

He pushed aside the salad with a fresh dressing and imdiately grabbed the whole roasted calf and tore off a leg.

And he chewed it with gusto, as if he were a bandit from the Green Forest.

“Oh, the juices are exploding!”

“Hahaha. You know how to eat. Starting with the at, I see.”

“How can I chew on weeds with at right in front of my eyes? I’m not a goat.”

“Of course, to get stronger, you have to eat at.”

“Keeuuu. You know what’s what.”

Although Patrick seed to have thrown all dining etiquette to the other side of the continent, Marquis Robski didn't mind in the slightest.

He even laughed and praised Patrick.

Patrick munched on the calf leg and drank wine without hesitation.

Even when he downed the wine in one shot, a servant waiting behind him quickly refilled his wine.

And so, their conversation continued along with the delicious al.

“I heard a rumor that you were coming to see , and now the fiefdom is enjoying a boom.”

“That’s good to hear.”

“It is. Thanks to that, this year’s taxes will probably be more substantial.”

“That’s good to hear.”

“Hmm, I’ll have to confirm, but is it true that the reason you ca here is for a duel with ?”

“That’s… not just good. Yes. I ca for that.”

“Hmm, I see.”

Marquis Robski took a sip of wine, montarily breaking the flow of the conversation.

And Patrick said.

“If you don’t want to, then don’t. I can just go to the next one.”

At that, Marquis Robski said with a slight panic.

“No. Not at all. The public’s expectations are at an all-ti high, I can’t back down now.”

“So you’ll do it?”

“I must.”

And Marquis Robski thought for a mont and then said.

“What date would be good?”

“Tomorrow.”

“Alright. A sufficient rest…. what?”

“Tomorrow.”

At Patrick’s words, Marquis Robski was silent for a mont and then said.

“Isn’t that too soon? You’ve co a long way, so it would be better to fight after taking a sufficient rest.”

“Hey, what kind of rest does a guy who holds a sword need? Even if you’re on your deathbed, if an enemy cos, you should jump up, fight them all, and then die.”

“……”

“Am I wrong?”

“That is a good mindset.”

Marquis Robski once again sipped his innocent wine.

At his appearance, Isabella and Matthew felt nothing but disappointnt.

‘Could it be that now…’

‘He’s backing out?’

Anyone could see that Marquis Robski was trying to avoid the duel.

It was too much of a contrast compared to Marquis Raines, who had been eager to cross swords with Patrick even one more ti.

“Munch munch, then I can assu the duel is tomorrow, right?”

Patrick said while holding and tearing at the calf’s ribs.

At that sight, Marquis Robski said with a grin.

“First, I’ll have to check my schedule. I will contact you again after checking the schedule.”

“You seem to be very busy?”

“You will also find out later. To rise to a high position ans to shoulder that much heavy responsibility.”

“Ah, I see. Understood.”

Patrick nodded in understanding and then focused on his al again.

A short while later.

“Huuuuu…. I’m full.”

Patrick lay on the bed and patted his protruding belly.

Seeing Patrick, Matthew said.

“How can a person eat a whole calf?”

“It’s a waste to leave it, isn’t it?”

“If you leave it, soone else will eat it, right?”

“Then I would be losing, wouldn’t I?”

“……”

“That calf, with its crispy outside and juicy inside, was a challenge worthy of .”

At Patrick’s words, Matthew shook his head.

And the door opened, and Isabella and April ca in.

“Young Master, here is a digestive aid.”

“Thanks.”

As Patrick sat up and took the digestive aid, April went behind him and gently patted Patrick’s back with her fine hands.

“Guuuhk.”

Isabella, who watched the whole process with a pitiful gaze, thought.

‘Are you the mother? Is he the baby?’

It was a scene she had previously taken for granted.

But now that she knew April’s identity was a woman, and a peerless beauty at that, she could no longer watch it as indifferently as before.

Just then, Matthew spoke to Isabella.

“What do you think, senior?”

“It’s annoying.”

“Huh? What is?”

“…What?”

Their conversation went off track for a mont.

And Matthew was the first to correct the missed beat.

“Marquis Robski…-Sir. What do you think?”

The fact that even adding ‘-Sir at the end felt unnatural showed how disappointed he was.

And it was the sa for Isabella.

“He’s vulgar.”

“Right? I’m not the only one who thinks so, am I?”

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