415. The noble asks, the Encred answers
How many nobles are there in the capital?
Among them, there were not only sane ones.
If you think about it a little, you can see that this is a fact.
“How is it? If you come to my territory, I can personally give you the title of territory guardian along with the manor… … .”
It all started with a man named Baron Somerset.
Encred scolded him in a very gentle way.
“I’m not interested.”
It was also a situation I had never experienced before. Have you ever received this much attention from nobles in your life?
Encred pushed his opponent away by revealing his intentions.
“Well, um.”
Baron Somerset was speechless. It was because of the tone of voice that firmly cut down on the proposal. Fortunately, he didn’t know that this was kindness.
So, deep down, I thought it was a shame.
I know he is a very talented person, but how can the world survive with only a sword?
Everyone needed a background.
Isn’t that something that must be done in order to stand out in the capital in the future?
Since you see what you know, this was natural for Baron Somerset.
“Okay then.”
Encred lightly bowed his head and turned around. The boy servant saw his master shaking his hands.
Still, the hero who turned around to save the country looked cool.
‘Awesome.’
Nobles or whatever, just say what they have to say and then turn around. How many little kids would not be envious of that appearance?
There was envy in others too.
Among the palace maids, a meeting arose to discuss whose face was better between Encred and Saxony.
In the meantime, Auddin, Rem, Dunbakel, and Teresa were also mentioned.
This is Encred, whose name was previously known among noble ladies. But it wasn’t like that now. Among the nobles in the capital, there was no one who did not know the names of Encred and the Mad Company. Among them was a nobleman who brought his daughter. Encred thought of Kraang and met everyone he wanted.
“She is my daughter.”
It was pretty. When I saw her bow her head shyly, it seemed innocent.
Looking at Lady’s exposed arms, Encred thought that she couldn’t even properly hold a rapier with those forearms, so he gave up.
“busy.”
“Why are you busy?”
“Because I have to train.”
There were various polite remarks, but to get to the point, the conversation went something like this.
There was also someone who said that if anyone brought a daughter, she should become my successor.
“I have no children.”
He seemed to be about seventy years old and was a thin old man. He said that he had never spent his fortune carelessly in his life, and that siding with the king this time was the biggest gamble of his life.
After dealing with it appropriately and sending it back, Saxony approached and said.
“He said he had six children and didn’t like them all, so he kicked them out.”
He was a miser among misers, and was an aristocrat who filled his meals with black bread instead of white bread, even at home.
That person had come to me and offered to give me all my assets.
No, I even brought the certificate with me. All they had to do was put a seal on it and that was it.
Encred had no seal. Because he is a commoner.
Afterwards, several more nobles came.
At least, it was like this, leaving out the idiots and only those who said it would give them some strength on their shoulders.
Meanwhile, some special people also came.
“I’ll tell you in advance, I’m not from Azpen and this is just a request. So there is no need to cut me or slash me. “My job is just to tell them what they have to say and listen to their answers.”
He was so nervous that he was dripping with cold sweat under a shady tree.
He appeared to be a judge working in the capital.
Although he is a single-win noble, he is a person who earns additional income through various requests.
When I saw his attitude of asking people to understand that he was just a messenger, it seemed like he had a weakness somewhere.
Encred nodded.
“I was promised the title of duke in Azpen.”
Was the civil war only a Naurilian problem? It wasn’t. It was something that all surrounding countries would be interested in.
In a way, it was natural that Azpen was the first to say this.
What about a person named Encred?
Are you a person who is loyal to your country? Or are you a person with something else in mind?
“He said he could marry the princess if he wanted.”
Encred began to worry about the judge’s signs of dehydration.
The accumulated sweat was flowing.
“I refuse.”
“Ah yes. All right.”
It seemed like he had no intention of persuading me a second time.
He piles up gold coins like a mountain and gives you beautiful women.
Anyway, it was around this time that various things were starting to get on my nerves.
“Let’s cut off the arms of a few guys. “Then you won’t come?”
Rem advised. It was so annoying that Encred found those words appealing.
“Better to just ignore it.”
Ragna also came forward. It was a somewhat gentle method, but the problem was that noble children did not come alone, but brought servants or maids.
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Do nobles suffer? The servants have a hard time.
It was hard to ignore the little boy trembling and looking for himself.
“Hehe, you just need to control your mind through prayer. You can also pray with those who come. “Brother Captain.”
If the first prayer was literally a real prayer, the later prayer together was a prayer that could involve fists and feet.
Encred thought it was a method no different from Rem.
Dunbakhel and Teresa are not interested in this kind of thing.
Saxony thought it would be easier if he secretly killed him, but he didn’t say it out loud.
He knew how to discern between right and wrong.
Esther could only watch with listless eyes.
“You must be careful because you have been taken by the devil.”
When he said those words, Encred’s reaction truly shook Esther’s heart.
“It will be strong, right?”
Ask about the devil’s power.
“You’re not going to win easily?”
You look like you’re looking forward to fighting the devil.
“Crazy guy.”
Esther turned into a human, cursed, and then turned back into a leopard.
I’m just saying this to myself, but if I don’t say it out loud, I’ll feel more frustrated.
If we were to maintain the world of orders, we should not have to experience this kind of frustration.
Encred wasn’t the type of person to blame for suddenly saying something like that.
Anyway, Encred didn’t listen to anyone’s advice and decided to just hit it off.
Still, it was too much of a bother, and I was even thinking about sending him out as a border guard in the middle.
“Long time no see. The hero of the nation’s salvation, the demon slayer, the Border Guard… … .”
“I think that’s enough to get there.”
It was spherical. Encred opened his mouth, thinking that if he forgot the other person’s name this time, that beautiful woman’s face would turn into an angry ghoul.
“Lady Baisar.”
“… … “You probably haven’t forgotten my name.”
“Is that possible?”
Encred was a man with a particularly gifted tongue. He was able to get over the situation without saying her name.
Even Khin Baisar, considered the most beautiful woman in the capital, could no longer be judged.
I didn’t come alone, and there were no loopholes in what the man in front of me said.
Isn’t it possible to just ask people to say their own names here?
It’s not polite and it’s unbecoming of a noble.
‘I think I forgot.’
However, I had my doubts.
It was a reasonable suspicion. Encred forgot her name while repeating today.
But I was wondering why I had come all the way to the training ground.
Five attendants and an old man came behind her.
“I heard a lot of troublesome people have come to visit recently, right?”
He was the Marquis of Weissar.
Kin bowed his head and stepped aside.
“There’s no need to give up your seat, and I don’t plan on taking up your time.”
The Marquis de Weissar was originally an efficient man. He hated wasting time.
That was the difference from those who came. Instead of sending servants and maids, he sent a family member and even came into the training hall. The Marquis spoke as Rem and others watched.
“I heard that you are quite old, so please marry Kin.”
Encred was not a fool. His cleverness was recognized by Kreis. Keane bowed his head without any sign of shame, and his marquess’s attitude was that there was nothing wrong with his suggestion.
“Marcus will receive my title as marquis.”
If you think about it including these words, you can understand the meaning of what I am saying.
Khin Baisar is a symbol.
A symbol that connects oneself with the Baisar family.
What’s the benefit of that?
When the merit award ceremony begins, the Weissar family will receive the title of duke.
One of the people who has such influence and has made great contributions in this battlefield is Marcus Weissar.
If you become the owner of the Centerpole family, your dukedom will be certain.
Put behind you the place where you have become the only duke in the kingdom.
Do whatever you want.
And there will be no coercion.
This was the hidden meaning of the proposal just made.
The Marquis de Weissar was no fool either. He had no intention of doing anything coercive or oppressive towards Encrid.
If you just deepen our relationship, I will give you the most beautiful woman in the kingdom and everything else you need.
That was the Marquis’ suggestion.
It would have been okay to suggest a different restaurant instead of Kin, but that wasn’t the case.
Kin Baisar was a courtesy shown by the Marquis.
Even if it was Krang, it was a bold proposal that would make you wonder ‘what if’ if you heard it.
Encred stared at the Marquis for a moment and then looked away.
Towards Kin Baisar.
Women from noble families often enter into arranged marriages. It is a society that encourages that.
So is that fun? Is it fun?
Encred doesn’t know much about Kin Vaisar. But he saw her as a person, not a woman. He doesn’t know much about it, but there were also a few passing glances and conversations.
The Kin Vaisar I saw at that time did not seem to want to live a life as the mistress of a mansion.
Even though this could be considered arrogant, Encred did as he was told.
Since when did you start being polite and holding back what you say?
“What is your dream?”
So I asked.
Kin Vaisar had an expressionless face and then looked at Encred.
The self is a symbol. They are merely objects of an arranged marriage. That was it. There was no need to be affectionate toward oneself, and doing nothing was enough.
But what dream? It was a word that did not fit the situation.
“Don’t you have any dreams? “What do you want to do?”
Kin Baisar was perplexed. I also thought that this cub was truly unpredictable.
The Marquis de Baisar was speechless. He was not a person who naturally showed his facial expressions.
Can I answer this?
“I think there is.”
Although he was born into an aristocratic family, he did not remain quietly at home. So he had something he wanted to do. But it wasn’t something he would say in front of the head of the family.
Within the family, the marquis’ word was law. If he tells you to have an arranged marriage, do it.
“We are together with the hero of our country’s salvation.”
Kin gave a model answer. No one opened their mouths. The Marquis also just watched.
“What I want to do.”
Encred asked again in a shaky tone, and Kin began to sweat. I felt like I was standing on the edge of a cliff.
“Tell me.”
The Marquis said, looking at Encred. Only then did Kin carefully open his mouth.
“I am interested in working with jewels, so I am doing it in a small way.”
“You said you even looked for something big and small, right?”
These are the words of the Marquis. He already knew.
Kin Baisar had a great eye for jewels. In addition to that, he also led the capital’s fashion and trends.
It was thanks to his innate sense and discernment that was cultivated from a young age as he was born to the Marquis of Baisar.
Of course, he also had the sense that it would be safe to call him a genius.
“Did you want to do that?”
the marquis asked. Kin didn’t know how to answer here. When she didn’t answer, Encred spoke instead.
“Why are you asking? That’s because you become more stubborn as you get older. “Stop being stubborn and stop harassing me.”
Most of the attendants were shocked.
Isn’t that a bit over the line?
However, I had no intention of attacking him.
Even Encred was brutal, but looking at the people standing behind him, it was natural that he wouldn’t dare attack them.
Rem was grinning and licking the ax blade with his tongue.
“dirty.”
Ragna criticized that.
“Never mind.”
The two soon started arguing.
“Is it because I’m old?”
The Marquis blinked and asked again. There was no laughter. He might have felt pressured, but compared to the demon-possessed Count Molsen, this was cute.
“A sword is enough to prove myself.”
Encred answered.
This is the end of the conversation. There is no reason to treat them differently from other nobles. Encred actually thought so.
Whether it’s the Marquis of Weissar or Somerset, everyone is the same.
“then.”
They are just annoying people who take away training.
When I turned around and bowed my head to show respect, the Marquis glared at Encred for a moment and then turned his head.
It looked like he was very sulky.
“Still, it’s okay to say he’s a marquis, right? Or just squeak?”
Rem cut his neck with the blade of his hand and gave advice again, but Encred ignored it.
“It’s a waste of time.”
I meant it.
I learned and realized a lot of new things. They made me feel anxious.
Understandably so, Encred had no talent from the moment he first picked up the sword.
In an instant, he realized Will and used it, even imitating Ragnar’s sword.
Since then, I can feel the changes in my body, and now every time I swing my sword, it’s ten times more fun than before.
Of course, to people who didn’t know him, including Fel, he was just a guy who was crazy about training.
Fel, who saw Kin Vaisar’s appearance, looked at Encrid and wondered if that person really had two eggs and a stick made of stone.
“Are you a eunuch?”
So I asked Dunbakel next to me.
“i think so too. “He’s the type of guy who will never fall for me.”
Fel thought as he looked at Dunbakel, who had a sour smell.
‘The country won’t fall to you either.’
The prisoner next to me really hated washing.
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