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Episode 144. This generous body won't forgive me.
At this moment, the knights of Lortel were unable to think of anything.
Kukukukuku―
The pressure of Mana that squeezes the whole body.
My breathing became rapid and my muscles throughout my body tightened, and my hands, gripping the sword tightly, trembled.
‘What is this… … .’
'Is this even possible?'
The knights of Lortel felt dizzy at the astonishing momentum.
It's completely incomprehensible.
Did you say you were the owner of the tower?
I've never heard of it.
But who on earth is he that he can exude such a vibe?
It's not magic. It's not like I'm releasing magical power either. This is… …yeah. It's like I'm summoning Mana itself!
The knights of Lortel trembled at the majesty displayed by the master of the tower.
One, that too is temporary.
phut-!
“It’s quite… fierce.”
The first sword, Hamelin, released its momentum, dissipating the pressure of Mana. A dense ether spread out, dominating the space.
Meanwhile, Hamelin's experienced eyes captured the master of the tower.
“But, you didn’t think that this was all you could do to Lortel, did you?”
Hamelin pressed the tower's owner in a subdued voice. "Why?" The tower's owner chuckled.
“Now I understand.”
“……What do you want to know?”
“It was already strange.”
“……?”
Hamelin narrowed his eyes.
Although he had momentarily overwhelmed the crowd, it was a life-or-death moment for the owner of the tower.
However, the person concerned looks around extremely calmly.
Perhaps there was some ground of belief? Hamelin briefly considered that, but shook his head.
'Your body must have already reached its limit, so why?'
As Hamelin thought about that, the voice of the tower's master pierced his ears.
“Stop acting like it’s not working. Did the head of the household send you?”
"……hmm."
"Should I test the loyalty of the third sword? Or should I test the magician of the magic tower? Or both?"
“…….”
“I guess so.”
“Haha.”
Hamelin burst out laughing.
“Have you tried it?”
“You could say that.”
Hamelin's appearance was questionable from the beginning.
He put on a show to impress upon the world that he was the guest of the Lord, but the first sword appeared right away?
Besides that, there were quite a few significant aspects to Hamelin's attitude towards Zeke.
– Oh, you really follow orders so inflexibly.
It was a word that had some serious meaning.
– The author is not an intruder.
– What if I do that?
– … … .
– If you don't answer, this body won't know. Is that okay?
Despite Sir Zeke's gentlemanly attitude, it caused unnecessary friction.
Is that all?
"If you truly considered this body an intruder, you would have cut off Sir Zeke's hand and cut off my throat long ago. But you didn't."
“You were serious when you said you would destroy the core.”
"Was Lortel's treatment of the intruders that lenient? Surely not. Perhaps he had something to say to me."
What? You won't behead me as a reward for protecting the hand of the Soga Lord's sword? That wasn't even a joke.
The knight of Lortel, known as the best in the Eastern Continent, has no way his first sword would be that weak.
It was only after this that Hamelin finally burst into laughter.
“Phew, phew.”
Hamelin's laughter spread through the space.
The knights of Lortel could not hide their bewilderment at the strangely unfolding situation.
Even Captain Extra, who had been burning with hostility just a moment ago, asked a question with a somewhat softened tone.
“……Lord Hamelin? What’s going on right now?”
"Oh, I'm sorry. I know this must be embarrassing for you. But please wait a little longer. The story isn't over yet."
Hamelin turned his gaze away from the extras and turned to the master of the tower.
And then he readily admitted to the suspicion.
"Yes, you're right. That's right, the Lord sent you. He told me to check on the unseen and unheard-of rats that approached the little master, like the Magic Tower and the Sword Garden."
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“So, did you check it out?”
"Yes. It was truly impressive that you left your comrades behind and entered Lortel alone. Ah, don't misunderstand. Following Sir Zeke was purely out of curiosity."
There was only one thing the Lord commanded Hamelin to do.
If Zeke brings some rats, you step forward and test them. And if they're nothing special…
As long as they are alive, you may dispose of them as you see fit.
"But, it was unexpected in many ways. I thought he was just a common fly trying to cling to his small master… but he's quite resilient. Who would have thought, phew! He'd make a big deal out of it."
The actions of the tower's master were far beyond Hamelin's expectations.
Who would have expected that!
I thought there would be a commotion like this in the middle of Lortel.
It was a madness that no one in their right mind could ever commit. No, even if they were mad, it was an atrocity they wouldn't dare commit.
"I admit it. You deserve to see the Master. But."
It was then that Hamelin's smiling face began to show a hint of life.
"One, you're being too presumptuous. How dare you say, 'Call the master?' Do you even know where this place is?"
“…….”
Hamelin glared at the tower's master with a chilling murderous intent.
“Ugh, ugh!”
“……Ugh.”
The killing intent was so fierce that even the knights of Lortel were staggering and groaning!
"If it's about making the tower's presence known, it's a success. But it's too much."
“If you must see it through to the end, I will not decline.”
“Are you okay? Are you breathing shaky? You look very tired.”
“…….”
The owner of the tower did not respond.
However, he only looks at Hamelin with his colorless eyes.
Has the owner of the tower made a decision?
Kukukukuku―
The surrounding mana shook violently.
It wasn't a flow intended to show off its presence like before. Mana's tone was sharper and more pointed.
like that.
“……Everyone, prepare your positions.”
While Extra, who read the flow, is organizing the articles of Lortel.
It was then that a deflated laughter echoed through the space.
“Phew, phew!”
Hamelin's momentum vanished with a bang, accompanied by laughter. The murderous aggression that had been oppressing the tower's owner had completely vanished.
“……?”
The knights of Lortel tilted their heads at Hamelan's sudden change in momentum.
Soon, his mouth opened.
"I'm sorry. I went too far with my joke. I never thought you'd back down to this extent. You guys should also stop being so aggressive."
Hamelin shook his head and turned around.
And he said:
"Captain, you handle the situation. I'll explain the details later."
"……yes."
“And you, master of the tower, follow me.”
After saying that, Hamelin walked briskly.
However, unlike his cheerful back view, his eyes were colder than ever.
'This… …the little master has brought in a very dangerous man.'
Clearly, it's different from the common rats… …but can't you see what's hidden underneath?
but.
'He seems cunning yet honest, clever yet pure.'
I thought it was worth keeping an eye on.
I'm walking like that.
“What are you doing? Aren’t you coming?”
Hamelin urged the tower's owner, who was standing there dumbly, to come up.
It was then that the silent owner of the tower opened his mouth.
“So, does that mean you recognize this body as a guest of Lortel?”
“……Is that so?”
"Well then, as a guest, I apologize for causing a commotion at Lortel. It was a great offense."
“Hoo.”
Hamelin was impressed by the apology of the manly tower master.
It's not that it wasn't true, but from the perspective of the owner of the tower, it was like being resurrected from the tyranny of Lortel.
How many people would be able to readily offer an apology in this situation?
'You're quite generous. You have a big heart.'
“Good. Take that apple…”
Hamelin nodded readily to the tower master's distribution.
No, I tried to nod.
“But, I don’t think Lorthel did anything very well either.”
“……?”
"I'm not necessarily asking for an apology. It was just a coincidence. But even with the coincidence, I think it's right for a generous person to apologize. Like me."
Hamelin looked at the tower's master in a daze.
"…I'm sorry. This body offers a formal apology. As the first sword of Lortel, I beg your forgiveness for my rudeness."
“This generous body will forgive you.”
“…….”
Hamelin briefly fiddled with his sword at the seemingly kind reply.
But, that too was fleeting.
After suppressing his impulses with superhuman patience, he guided the owner of the tower.
“……Now follow me.”
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Before taking the tower's owner to the lord, Hamelin straightened his blood-stained clothes.
“Change your clothes. I can’t face the Lord in that state.”
With those words, Hamelin left the room.
Aster changed into the clothes his servants had brought without saying a word.
So, it was a time when I was alone for a little while.
“Hoooooo―”
Is it because the tension has eased?
My body feels tired.
'Honestly… I almost died.'
I tried my best not to show it, but my body was already at its limit.
Even though the battle had already ended, my breathing was still uneven. My fingertips were trembling, and I was out of breath just taking a step.
But, that too was fleeting.
“Are you all changed?”
“…….”
Aster straightened up at Hamelin's voice.
I wanted to collapse and close my eyes right away, but I was still in the middle of Lortel.
No matter how much the first sword acknowledged itself as a guest, nothing could be reassuring until the end.
'Now is the real beginning.'
By this point, his presence as the owner of the tower would have been clearly imprinted on the head of the household.
However, the owner of this house would also not be unaware of the purpose of this act.
'I only have the bare minimum qualifications.'
So, it's still undetermined whether Lortel is a place of death or a place of life. The balance, which tilts toward the dead, has only just been equilibrated.
“Then, let’s go.”
“…….”
Aster nodded, suppressing the blood that welled up in his throat due to his internal injuries. And so, he walked along the path of the first sword.
"This is it. I left a message in advance, so you can just come in."
I stopped in front of the first huge door made of black iron.
Aster looked up at the gate of the Great Hall with a pale complexion.
'Beyond this… … .'
There is an owner of Lortel.
So, the head of a great noble family comparable to Dekulan is lurking beyond here.
Standing before the steel door, Aster was unable to think of anything.
How should I present myself as the owner of the tower? What aspects should I show to convince the owner of Lortel of the necessity of the tower and the swordsmanship?
A thousand thoughts evaporated and disappeared, and in their place, only one thought arose.
'The excavation of this life… wasn't as overwhelming as the previous life.'
Then, what about the owner of Lortel?
An unknown sense of anticipation.
Take a deep breath.
Squeak—
I open the steel door and step inside.
So, when I entered Daejeon.
A deep voice pierced my ears.
“Are you the master of the tower?”
Aster looked at the master of Lortel.
The impression was like this.
'Never… … .'
… … is not lower than the depths of the present life.
but.
The owner of Lortel's impression was harsh.
“What a disappointment.”
thud!
As the door closed behind him, a heavy stone landed on Aster's heart.
“I had high hopes because I heard that Ilgeom had recognized me… but isn’t this below my expectations?”