Episode 120. End of outing
When the pollen marking the start of the New Year’s party covered all of Bariel, Barsabe returned to the imperial palace covered in blood. The small mansion in the city center had lost its meaning without her father, so now the quarters prepared for soldiers next to the training ground were her only residence.
Quang!
“Barsabe, oh my god!”
“Noisy. Quiet.”
“Did you have an accident somewhere?”
“No. Never mind.”
Barsabe shed his tattered clothes and found his conquest. A tattoo of a member of the Guard engraved on his left shoulder. Because he accidentally released his magic, heat broke out all over his body, but the area around the tattoo was clear and fine.
“I don’t have any gloves. “Lend it to me.”
“Conquest? Why did you suddenly bring up the conquest? The New Year’s party is not yet held. “The pollen flare exploded.”
I don’t know what Ian’s intentions were, but there was only one thing she could do now.
Giving in to his words.
They say that if you come here with a formal ceremony, you will hand over your father’s belongings, so it is something that you cannot avoid. Even though the body couldn’t be recovered, it was truly the last trace of my father.
“You didn’t go looking for Ian, did you?”
“I went. And you came here because you were so angry.”
Her colleague touched his forehead in response to her response. Petraeus’ death was widely circulated even within the Imperial Palace’s direct guards. Although he was a retired senior, Barsabe joined the team from generation to generation, and since exchanges between jockeys were active, it was natural for everyone to get to know each other.
Perhaps the exact moment was when Molin returned to the administration in a moribund state. A man named Ian cut off Moline’s arms and legs in the process of usurping the lordship.
Of course, the people talking were often referring to Erica, but it was also clear that Petraeus’ name was included there as well.
‘What about your father?’
‘sorry. Barsabe. Petraeus did his duty as a knight to protect me from Ian.’
‘Why, Lord Molin is clearly the administrator of the imperial palace… … .’
‘It didn’t matter to the frontier bastard. ‘Barsabe, when I was locked in the dungeon, I heard your father’s groans of pain day and night.’
Barsabe frowned as he recalled his conversation with Molin. Moline told him that Ian had killed his father painfully. However, when I actually met him, the problem was that he didn’t seem to be a person worthy of that at all.
‘You shouldn’t judge people by their appearance, but feelings are still a bit… … .’
“Barsabe! “Are you listening to me?”
The thoughts that were chasing me suddenly stopped. Her colleague was holding her arm, looking worried. To be exact, her tattooed left shoulder.
“If you have an accident during training, you will be discharged without warning. You know it well, right? I understand your feelings, but he is a person who will become a nobleman by order of His Majesty the Emperor. “It means we are not the ones to point a sword at.”
In the imperial palace, it was natural that everyone, except Mariv’s forces, did not welcome Ian. Even the direct security unit, which is a neutral position, gave a negative first impression of Ian due to Petraeus’ death.
“know. But, even if you get kicked out, you don’t have a father to scold you?”
“Well, that’s not important! And then you attack the magic operator without any fear? They say he was the man who subdued the barbarians on the border! Lord Molin and Erica’s central army suffered the same thing. What are you thinking?”
An imperial palace where thousands of rumors spread. Those who heard Ian’s performance had different views on what they considered important. The Ministry of Magic paid particular attention to the fact that Ian was a magic operator, and the direct security unit paid particular attention to the fact that Ian drove out the central army.
“okay. Ian has an escort with him, and he’s crazy. What’s different about Change Bob? “By being too strong and ignorant.”
Barsabe muttered indifferently, but he was sincere. The proof is that I unleashed my magical powers without realizing it. Aside from the fact that he was nervous about avenging his father, it was definitely a mistake.
‘I’ll skip it for now. I’ll go over and take a good look at it.’
Is Ian responsible for his father’s death or not? Since this is an opponent you have faced once, you will be able to face the battle with more ease next time. It was the moment when Barsabe picked up the scabbard for conquest.
Weeeeing.
A loud gathering call rang outside. This was a signal for all knights in the lodgings to come out in full uniform, except for those who had gone out.
My colleague looked outside and then glanced back at Barsabe. The knights remaining in the imperial palace were wandering around and entering their respective rooms.
“Take off your gloves.”
“ah… … .”
“I only have one.”
If I had known this would happen, I would have just picked up my clothes and left. Bar Sabe frowned and lowered her scabbard.
* * *
“and.”
Beric looked around the messed up blacksmith shop and let out an exclamation. It was already a mess of dirty dust and ashes, but the floor was burned black from traces of an unknown explosion. The blacksmith’s long beard also appears to have been well-tanned.
“lily! “You never said anything like this!”
“Calm down and explain the situation.”
“No, how can you entrust me with something like this and not tell me? Even if it is a special sword, it only costs 1 silver coin. “It’s much cheaper than compensation!”
I heard they were going to catch someone, but I came here just in case, and it turned out that way. Ian repeatedly told him to calm down, but the blacksmith did not lower his voice easily.
That’s because the sword exploded!
To be exact… … .
“I heated it up, but the heat wouldn’t cool down.”
Heat was applied to flatten the curved blade. I hammered it to get it heated up to a certain degree, but the temperature did not drop over time. I was embarrassed and tried to quench it, but a huge amount of heat burst out and made a mess everywhere.
“Hehe, it’s my sword. “It’s so sharp!”
“Well, I almost lost everything because of that!”
Still, a craftsman is a craftsman. It took four months, but I ended it perfectly by crying and eating mustard. The client is guilty, but the sword is not guilty. Beric rushed over, grabbed his sword, and swung it. His eyes grew bigger and he smiled in satisfaction.
“It became lighter. Crazy! The lines have become straighter!”
“You need to pay compensation and life allowance for this! Oh my, you carry something like this around and don’t know what it is? “It may be presumptuous, but you didn’t pick it up, right?”
“Don’t pick it up!”
“I’m sorry. I didn’t pick it up; in fact, it was secretly given to me by my family. Please consider the circumstances.”
Romandro quickly covered Beric’s mouth, and Ian nudged him to bring in the check paper. It was a situation that was well understandable.
“How much do you want?”
“I need you to give me one gold coin.”
“It’s too small for a life allowance. “I heard from Lady Vivianna that you are the best blacksmith in the center.”
Ian asked slyly and grabbed the pen. The blacksmith’s eyebrows, which were raised to the highest level, softened somewhat. The craftsmen of the rugged blacksmith shop were people with great pride. I think Ian’s praise was quite appropriate.
“I will give you two gold coins. “Think of this as a reward for producing results that are better than expected.”
“Hmm. No, well, if you say so, I will be grateful. “I’m fortunate that nothing was seriously injured or broken.”
“Thank you for saying that. Berwick. Do you like it?”
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“very! i love it! best!”
Beric continued to swing his sword here and there as a test. Roman Dro clicked his tongue as he looked at it.
“Tsk tsk. That means there’s no dinner tonight, you bastard!”
“huh? What do you say? “Ian said he would buy me meat.”
“That, that! “He’s a money-eating pig.”
Romandro whispered to Ian, but his voice was too loud. Beric, who overheard, ran wild and attacked Romandro, and Ian calmly finished the calculation.
“You had a hard time.”
“yes. Next time, please leave it to me as an ordinary guy. “We will do better.”
“Berrick! “Stop bothering Romandro and come out.”
Squeak.
When I came out, Vivianna, who had been waiting in the carriage, stuck her head out in concern.
“What’s going on? Are you okay?”
“yes. ma’am. It’s no big deal. It’s cold, so stay inside. “I think it would be best to call it a day and head in.”
As Ian said that, he looked around again. I don’t know if it was because I knew that the pursuer was Barsabe, or if it was just my mood, but I could no longer feel any strange energy around me.
“Berrick. It looks like it explodes when it gets angry, so handle it carefully. huh? “Don’t just put it in a place like a fire pit.”
Romandro took Beric off and asked again and again. Now, this was the center, not the border, where Ian was the powerful man. It was difficult to predict the consequences of a single incident.
“Am I stupid? Why are you putting this in the oven? “We need to put food in the oven!”
Ian took a quick look at the refined sword.
First of all, it is clearly not an ordinary sword. Whether it was made from a magic stone, a dragon’s molar, or even a meteorite fragment. There were too many guesses, but it was clear that it was something unusual.
“Berrick. Promise yourself that you will take good care of it. Otherwise, we will have no choice but to confiscate the sword for everyone’s safety.”
“master? What are you saying? We got here from Karenna without any problems. This doesn’t have to be hot. Really!”
Just don’t get hot?
Ian’s gaze suddenly rested on Beric’s red hair and eyes.
‘Now that I think about it, magic power is ultimately a type of heat and energy.’
What if you unlock magical power through a sword?
It would be the same thing as applying heat.
“Beric, you must not shed any magic power while holding the sword.”
“Yep. Do as you are told. “You listen to me well, right?”
It may be worth trying at some point, but not now. The place is also a place, and there is no capacity to fix it when something happens.
“Ian. What are you thinking about?”
When there was no answer from Ian, Beric asked vaguely. Ian got on the carriage and joked playfully. Although it wouldn’t seem like a joke to Beric at all.
“… “I was calculating how much meat I could buy with two gold coins.”
“No, is this my fault?”
“You idiot, would this have happened if you hadn’t picked it up? And what were you thinking when you said you picked it up? “Do you need to be investigated?”
Romandro also said a few words and got on the carriage. Beric, feeling aggrieved, also hurried up the stairs, and their noisy outing came to an end.
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And finally.
Ian woke up earlier than usual and watched the sun rise. Luxurious livery and new shoes hung on the wall. Even gloves and accessories were set up perfectly. Minnie, the servant, had finished getting ready early in the morning.
smart.
“Ian. “Are you awake?”
“okay. just now.”
“There is a lot to prepare. “Hurry up and change your clothes and come out.”
At Minnie’s urging, Ian got off the bed. Today is a special day, and the day when the pollen covering Bariel is in full bloom.
“Today is the day I attend the New Year’s party.”
The day Ian meets the emperor of this time period.
And it was the day to establish a new family and stand up as the head of the family.
fantasy,
