Ruid had a dream.
-‘My sister hit me!’
Someone was crying in the hazy fog. This was Amelia when she was young.
‘… Is this a memory of ‘Lazy Ruid’?’
It probably seemed like that. Victoria’s face looked younger than what Ruid knew.
-‘Amelia.’ -‘Scold me. ‘Scold me.’
Perhaps because Amelia was young at that time, her personality seemed very different from her current personality.
-‘Don’t cry.’
Victoria said with an expressionless face. Amelia, who was crying, hiccuped as if she was scared of Victoria’s expression.
But soon loud crying was heard again.
-‘I asked my sister to play with me, but she told me not to bother her and hit her. ‘It hurts here, mama.’
Amelia was incredibly cute when she was young. In particular, he had a lot of fat on his cheeks, and perhaps that was why he mumbled every time he spoke.
I was watching it happily, and that was the moment.
Wow!
Victoria slapped Amelia on the cheek.
-‘Amelia Windsor.’
Amelia’s pupils dilated as she held her cheek. Victoria’s words fell loudly.
-‘You are not a child, you are a Windsor.’
The Victoria that Ruid knew was a quiet but warm person. But not in memory.
-‘Windsor must take care of his own affairs.’
It was extremely cold. Amelia seemed greatly hurt.
She looked at the floor silently, swallowed her tears, then turned around and ran away. That was the end of the memory. Ruid opened his eyes.
“….”
It was a quiet dawn. I felt the chilly air. It was somewhere between light and dark.
Ruid rubbed his eyes.
“When did you fall asleep?”
In the carriage coming to the mansion? I’m not sure when, but I think he probably fell asleep on the way there. I don’t remember anything from there. Amelia must have brought it.
‘Anyway, this memory…’
It was not a pleasant memory. Ruid stood up hurriedly. The cane tumbled down.
A cane that Amelia made by cutting a random tree. Naturally, what happened yesterday came to mind.
It was annoying just thinking about it. Ruid pressed his cheek with both fingers.
“Let’s not be angry, let’s not be angry.”
I was so excited yesterday. I was so excited, no magic came to mind. The only thing he could use right away was elemental magic, but he must have been so angry that he couldn’t control his strength.
If Damon hadn’t stopped him, the system would have literally been destroyed overnight. Ruid did not want to become a mass murderer.
“…They say they’re the strongest knights, and there’s a reason why.”
Teutonic Knights. It doesn’t appear often in the original work. Because it’s outside the academy. However, in the final scene, there is a scene where Justin takes the time in a crisis situation and all of the Teutonic Knights reach it.
There you can get a glimpse of the might of the Teutonic Knights. Perhaps from what Luid remembers, they were described as ‘the knights of light who do not back down even in the darkness that threatens to engulf everything.’
In fact, the unfavorable battle situation changed 180 degrees just by their presence.
When I met him, he was a more difficult opponent. Even though he was so angry yesterday that he couldn’t control it properly, he struggled quite a bit even though he should have been overwhelming based on his specs. Of course, if you go to the end, you will win.
‘… What would it have been like if it were ‘Lazy Ruid’?’
Probably, it wouldn’t have even gotten to that point in the first place. Because in the original, Ruid doesn’t really do anything. But what if we assume there was a fight?
I would have killed him without hesitation. They wouldn’t have cared whether the system was destroyed or tens of millions of people died. I don’t know about Charon, but you’d have to use that much force to easily subdue Shearer.
Ruid didn’t want to do that. It is not normal to kill someone when you are angry. Even if he struggled a little, he would win anyway over time, so there was no need to use such extreme measures.
But still.
‘…I wish I had thought of a few spells in advance. Then, I would have been able to completely wreak havoc on Charon before I came forward.’
There were some shortcomings.
“Tskcha.”
Ruid covered himself with the blanket and got up. From now on, let’s be good kids and load up at least one attack spell in advance.
– Wedge!
“?”
The sound of artificially blowing wind was heard. Ruid headed to the window. I stepped on the wooden box and stuck my head out the window.
Amelia was swinging her sword in the air.
“….”
When did it start? Amelia was drenched in sweat. It looked like he was exhausted, but he didn’t let go of the sword.
The reason for training so hard was clear.
Ruid became cold as he remembered the truth he had tried so hard to avoid.
This was Charon’s treatment.
‘I can’t forgive.’
No matter how much he thought about it, Ruid couldn’t bear it because Charon was so disgusting. There was no need for help from the emperor or the family. I wanted to punish myself.
Since I ignored Amelia with my skills, I wanted to completely cut down her pride with the same skills.
‘But not for the best.’
-‘Windsor must take care of his own affairs.’
Amelia was to handle it.
The one who was ignored due to her skills was Amelia.
So there is no better revenge than for Amelia to defeat Charon with her skills.
There is nothing more exhilarating than defeating an opponent who ignored you with your skills.
‘Is it possible?’
Ruid closed his eyes.
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Charon’s movements were vivid in his mind. I ran a simulation with Amelia.
…The conclusion came quickly. If they tied ten times, Charon won all ten times.
Amelia is superior in strength and magic, but in skill and speed. In particular, Caron was overwhelmingly superior in experience.
Ruid opened his eyes. Amelia appeared. Even though my arms were shaking, I gritted my molars and continued training.
‘…Let’s trust my sister.’
But what if the simulation results are not good even the day before the duel?
Charon was a strong man. Strong enough to break through his own barrier.
Amelia is still not good enough. No matter what you do, you cannot break through your barrier.
Will this gap really be easily bridged? Ruid didn’t know. Because I don’t know the sword.
‘…Let’s believe.’
Ruid decided to believe.
If he does not have the upper hand in his simulation, he puts Charon in a state where he cannot recover before the duel.
That was Ruid’s conclusion.
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Irene hummed and entered the armory. The destination was the place where the swords of past Windsors were gathered.
The Windsor sword is special. Each time a child is born, a craftsman who has passed down the generations creates one specifically for him.
It was the same with Irene, and it was the same with Amelia. But it wasn’t Ruid.
Ruid was given the Winter Sword, ‘Winter’, the most powerful sword among Windsor’s swords of all time.
Winter has a lot of history, so it has many names. Among them, the most frequently called title was the Sword of Winter.
Otherwise, it is called this. ‘Sword of Blessing.’ Like Sword’s nickname, Ruid was a blessed child in the Windsor family. Irene still cannot forget the moment when Ruid was born when she was around 10 years old.
Although he was a small child, Ruid was much smaller. Amelia’s hands and feet were so small that she still thinks of Lloyd back then when she opens her palm.
Our first meeting was in Victoria’s room. Priests and doctors were struggling desperately around Victoria.
After giving birth, Victoria looked happy as she hugged Lloyd. And he said this to Irene:
-‘You protect me.’
Even if Victoria hadn’t said that, Irene had already thought the same thing. The birth of a great life born of her own blood was such a shock to young Irene.
The little child grew up and turned 12 years old. Ruid was a slow child in everything. Although he had a natural talent for magic, in Irene’s eyes, he was just a child.
I still had to give her a handkerchief when eating, and I used to make a mess of my room and never clean it up, which gave Irene trouble.
I used to scold him every time, but Ruid hated being scolded so much that he always ran away.
So, it was Irene’s daily routine to visit Ruid, who was hiding somewhere in the snowy mountains of the north. It felt good to walk through the snowy field with that little child by my side.
However, when Ruid entered the academy, one important part of Irene’s daily life disappeared.
Irene was bored and missed Ruid. So ever since Ruid went to the academy, he has been managing Winter directly. Originally, there was a separate blacksmith in charge, but when I took care of Winter, it felt like Ruid was by my side, which made me happy.
Taking care of Winter like that became Irene’s important daily routine. After finishing all work, I always come to the armory and finish the day by taking care of my winter clothes. So that you can take it out and use it at any time.
however.
“…huh?”
Irene noticed that Winter’s position was slightly off. And I noticed some stains on it.
There were traces of use throughout.
Of course, the only one who could handle Winter was Ruid. This meant that Ruid used Winter.
-‘When do you use this? I’m a wizard.’ -‘No matter what magic you use, there will be no magic stronger than Winter. If you feel like you’re going to be in danger, use it at any time.’
I’ve had a conversation like that before. The fact that he used this meant that Ruid judged him to be a dangerous opponent.
“Has a warlock appeared?”
-‘But keep in mind. However, that doesn’t mean you should use it for just anyone. Winter is a symbol of Windsor. Even if you’re Luid, you’ll get a spanking for using the symbol of Windsor on a lowly person.’
“Do I need to spank my butt? “If not that…”
Irene tilted her head in a creepy way.
“Is he a Teutonic?”
In an empire of peace, knights are just scarecrows. Power rather than training the sword, utility rather than protecting honor. The article has been corrupted. There is no way Ruid would have brought out Winter against a deformed knight.
But some minorities are different. There was a group of knights who were prepared to break this era of peace at any time. It was the Imperial Knights.
And among the Imperial Knights, the only ones that can even compare to Luid are the Teutons. Unless you were Teutonic, there was no reason to use Winter. Because one wave of your hand will lead to death.
Anti-Magic Task Force. There was only one rule for the Teutons on the battlefield. Intercept the wizard, the flower of the battlefield, who poses the greatest threat.
Did His Majesty give him training? Could it be that there was an argument? Did Ruid do something?
“hmm.”
Actually, it didn’t matter. Irene silently wiped Winter with a white cloth.
“I should kill him. Everyone involved-”
Irene’s blue eyes sparkled with murder. There was a mysterious smile on the corner of his mouth.
Whatever the purpose or the story, it didn’t matter to Irene. The fact that Winter was used meant that it was an actual battle situation, and whatever the circumstances, the fact that it touched Ruid does not change.
“Ah, that’s why I’m like this… I told my mother that we need to bring discipline to the empire.”
Irene finished grooming Winter and stood up. He walked slowly, still with a mysterious smile on his face. The destination was the end of the snowy field.
I was planning to catch a griffin wandering around there and head to the islands.
