The Indomitable Martial King Chapter 11

“Ted! “You?”

“But I’m the best at climbing mountains in our village. “I know very well that there’s no one else to go but me.”

So, I guess they are having this meeting at my house instead of other houses. Ted looked at the villagers with resentment. In the first place, you were openly showing off, ‘You go, okay?’ What kind of meeting is a meeting?

Ted jumped up from his seat. Then he picked up the bow that had been hanging on the wall. The woman and the little girl standing nearby cried out in surprise at the majestic appearance.

“honey!”

“dad!”

My body stiffens as I hear the voice of my family full of worry. Ted gritted his teeth.

“Ugh… … .”

I was in a good mood and stood up like a man, but I didn’t actually fall off my feet.

I don’t want to go. I really don’t want to go. I absolutely don’t want to leave my wife and children and go to that dangerous place. He was a hunter, and as such, he felt the danger of the Valley of Death more than anyone else.

When Ted hesitates while trying to pick up the bow, the eyes of the villagers become even brighter. Grab your bow, Ted! Aren’t you a man! A man must not say two things in one word!

It was a time when Ted was unable to do anything in the cabin, where the atmosphere was slowly becoming threatening. Suddenly, an unfamiliar voice was heard from the window.

“Then shall I go?”

“Who, who?”

Everyone turned their heads in surprise. Did one of the knights hear his story? Everyone’s complexion turned pale. The car was already being cursed at for being a dirty nobleman and all. Considering the personalities of those knights, the chances of them just laughing and moving on are infinitely close to zero.

However, the person responsible for the voice was not a knight. He was an unfamiliar young man wearing a thick coat with a rather sharp expression.

A young man spoke calmly through the window.

“I am a traveler passing by. “I overheard the story by chance.”

Coincidence? What traveler in the world accidentally sticks his head out under the eaves of someone else’s house? The villagers knew it was nonsense and the traveler knew it, but everyone ignored it.

What the traveler said was more important than that. Ted asked with a trembling voice.

“Do you know the geography around here?”

“I know quite well.”

Because I’ve already been here once. And the memories of that time were brought back neatly with the artificial dimmer light.

“So you really want to go to the Valley of Death?”

“I’ve been in there once before.”

To be exact, it takes place 20 years into the future.

A look of indescribable emotion appeared on Ted’s face.

“Oh my God! thank you!”

“You will be blessed, young man.”

Everyone in the village expressed their gratitude to Reppenhardt with happy faces. If you think about it even a little, you will immediately realize that this is an incredibly suspicious situation, but instead of being wary, you immediately believe it. As expected, they were people who had lived simply in the mountains, so their thoughts did not seem to go that far.

Still, like simple people, they immediately worried about Reppenhardt.

“But no one has entered the valley of death and returned alive. I wonder if it’s really okay… … .”

“You’ve been there once?”

Everyone looked relieved at Reppenhardt’s calm attitude. Ted, red-faced, hurriedly ran to the door.

“Well, then I’ll let them know right away!”

It seemed like the plan was to quickly inform the knights and make it a fait accompli that this savior given by God had a chance to change his mind. Although he was clearly naive, he also seemed to have a hint of pettiness.

Reppenhardt looked at the back of the middle-aged hunter running away with a bitter smile.

According to the story I heard from Todd, the hunter goes near the ruins and is eventually attacked by a monster and does not return alive. Those knights didn’t even care about the safety of these ignorant villagers.

‘Consider yourself lucky. ‘Because it’s saving one life.’

2

Around 930 in the continental calendar, about 50 years ago, there was an outstanding knight named Claude in the Marquis of Altion in the Kingdom of Basil.

He was a particularly strong knight among the Marquis of Altion, renowned for his chivalry. He was a whopping forty-five years old, and he was an amazing swordsman who awakened his Aura at a young(?) age and developed superhuman strength. Even now, there are only three warriors in the Basil Kingdom who have awakened Auror, including the knight commander Sir Talion, so you can guess the extent of Claude’s power.

Befitting his outstanding abilities, he went on all kinds of adventures, and his heroic deeds resounded throughout Vasily’s kingdom. People will not be able to understand a topic if it is given too much attention. Claude, who was hailed as a hero, gradually became more arrogant and eventually made a choice he should not have made.

He happened to pick up the Valley of Death while passing by the Hattan Mountains, and thinking that it must be an ancient ruin, he decided to dedicate the treasure of the ruins to his monarch, King Vasily. Well, up to this point, it was a good decision as a knight, but what came next was the problem. Since everyone around him was talking about how good he was, he thought he was really good, so he jumped into the ruins with only one servant.

Ancient ruins, commonly referred to as dungeons, are remnants of a forgotten ancient era, the Age of Silver.

There are many hypotheses as to why this great civilization disappeared during the Silver Age, when an advanced magical civilization developed and humanity gained god-like powers, but no one knows the truth. In the process of exploring the ruins, one can only obtain remnants of that era and praise that great civilization.

And exploring this dungeon was by no means easy. The incredible power of the Silver Age’s magical civilization was so great that it distorted the world, and most of the remaining ruins were spread across dimensions, severely distorting space. The exposed magic turns ordinary beasts into fearsome monsters, and the energy of the other world seeping through the dimensional gaps attracts various monsters and spirits, so even the strongest warrior could not guarantee his life by stepping alone to explore the ruins.

I went into such a place alone, taking only my servant with me, out of pride, and the result was quite obvious. Claude fought to the death, and he really died. The problem was that he did not die alone, but he died carrying the powerful magic sword ‘Altion’ that had been passed down from generation to generation to the Marquis of Altion.

The magic sword Altion was valuable just for the magic on the sword, but more than anything, it was a symbol of the Marquess of Altion. I took it with me and lost it, so there was an uproar in the Marquis. But no one could figure out where Claude died. The only clues were the nonsense muttered by his squire, who barely survived but was driven mad by extreme fear.

Relying on a few nonsense words, the Marquis of Altion searched for Claude’s grave over and over again for 50 years. And eventually, in 984 on the continental calendar, he discovered that the ruins were here in the Hattan Mountains and immediately sent troops to retrieve the family’s treasured sword.

‘That guy is about the same age as your grandson… … .’

Reppenhardt indifferently raised his head, recalling the old story he had heard from Todd. Far ahead, I saw a handsome young knight wearing fancy armor walking down a mountain path.

Stephen von Lepanto Altion. He was walking with six knights and frowning. Since they couldn’t drive their horses in these mountains, they left them at Cattle Village and headed towards the ‘Valley of Death’ on foot. A knight is only truly a knight when he stands on a horse, and he felt pitiful for walking while wearing fancy armor.

And next to him, there was an elf woman with an adorable face.

“Master, even if you don’t ride a horse, your elegance doesn’t fade at all. “You truly are a knight among knights.”

“Haha, I feel a little better hearing that, Relsia.”

Stevan smiles and pats the elf woman’s buttocks. Even though he was harassing a woman in broad daylight, he seemed to have no hesitation at all. The attitude of those who do it, those who suffer, and those who see it is very natural.

Although he felt a little bad, Reppenhardt did not show it.

‘What can we do if the values ​​of the entire continent are like that?’

If you get angry at every sight like that, you won’t be able to move around the world at all. By the way, that guy named Stephen is also funny. It is natural that Relcia, a slave, only says things to please her master, but she continues to giggle about what is so good about it.

‘What a kid.’

Reppenhardt immediately turned his attention off Stevan. And he looked back. Three orc slaves were following the knights down the mountain path, carrying their belongings. Next to him, two people could be seen having a conversation. He was a wizard, Todd, and a pretty boy with long red hair.

‘Did you say his name was Silan?’

At first I thought it was just a girl. The beauty of that boy named Cilan was no joke. In the past, I heard that Reppenhardt was pretty when he was a boy (of course, this is from his past life), but it wasn’t to the point where the genders were indistinguishable. To be honest, her senses as a trained military officer indicated that she was a man, but to her eyes, she still appeared to be a beautiful girl.

And that boy was also a priest of Philanense, the goddess of beauty, charity, and love. In order to avoid following in Claude’s footsteps, Marquis Altion sent out a large number of his family’s strong knights, while also mobilizing experienced magicians and priests who were explorers of ruins. The presence of a priest who was blessed by God and could use various healing and strengthening techniques was essential to exploring the ruins.

‘But can you use proper sacred spells at that age?’

Seeing Silan smiling brightly and talking like a girl to Todd, I couldn’t trust him at all. However, there is no way she would have accepted a clumsy priest after Alteon, so she must be quite skilled.

Well, just because you’re young doesn’t mean you’re weak. In his previous life, Reppenhardt was already at the level of an official wizard when he was a boy, and wasn’t he now an Auror user in his early 20s?

Leffenhardt immediately turned his gaze toward Todd. There was only one reason I was in this group anyway. To get information about himself in this world from Todd.

‘I guess I should find the right opportunity and talk to him… … .’

Since a while ago, I’ve been talking non-stop with that sissy priest boy, so I never get a chance to talk to him. It’s like watching yourself chatting to your younger self. Why does it feel strange to see it through the eyes of a third person? … .

‘omg! Todd, did you have a hobby for sodomy?’

A chill ran down my spine. If I had been careful, my childhood self… … In fact, all kinds of strange things often happened in the magic tower, which had a high male ratio. Fortunately, Leffenhardt didn’t have that experience, but it still gives me goosebumps when I think about it.

‘Oh, no way. TODD ​​That guy was a pretty good guy. That can’t be possible.’

As he was shaking his head trying to deny the hypothesis, Sir Edward came to his side.

“You have truly made a good choice, traveler.”

“Giving directions is not that big of a deal.”

Sir Edward laughed as he looked at Repenhardt, who shrugged his shoulders as if it was no big deal.

He was looking at this brave young man with a friendly face. It was natural. Those foolish villagers extremely refused to give directions to their destination, the ancient ruins of Palton.

To be honest, Sir Edward never thought he would be rejected. No, I’m not asking you to enter the ruins together, I’m just asking you to guide me to the nearby area, but you’re too scared to do that?

It was so absurd that I wasn’t even angry. So, I gave the middle-aged man who was acting harshly a slap and thought about it inwardly. If someone who knows geography can guide you, you will reach your destination without getting lost, and wouldn’t that make Prince Stephen, whom he serves, satisfied?

However, it is against chivalry to forcefully drag villagers who don’t like it. Although the standards are a bit narrow, chivalry strictly dictates protecting the weak. It was not the knight’s duty to press with force. It was Sir Edward who firmly believed that the slap before that was a light lesson to a foolish person and not a force.

So, while this loyal middle-aged knight was complaining, a brave traveler stepped forward to lead the way instead. It was truly a welcome event.

“Tsk, what a bunch of cowards.”

“It’s natural to be afraid.”

Edward frowned as Reppenhardt secretly took the side of the villagers.

“her! What fear do you have when the kingdom’s brave knights are with you? These are truly ignorant things. Tsutsu, anyway, I would like to express my gratitude in the name of Marquis Altion for your help.”

After congratulating this brave young man, Edward walked back to Stephen’s side. He was truly chivalrous in that he firmly believed that he had done his duty as he praised his opponent’s bravery while only paying lip service to him without giving him a single penny.

‘Anyway, knights… … .’

Reppenhardt shook his head slightly.

Not all knights in the world are like that, but the original race of knights inevitably has that arrogant and arrogant side.

In the first place, chivalry itself is a great way to raise a narcissist. The point of destroying one’s honor is already lacking. In other words, there is no knight in the world who does not show off. There are articles where people are so good that it’s not like they’re showing off.

Of course, there are quite a few excellent articles that have a sense of reality and are well thought out, but no matter how you look at them, those authors are not that case.

Knights are arrogant, wizards are narrow-minded, and priests are stubborn.

This prejudice-filled proverb floating around the continent did not come about for nothing. To be honest, Reppenhardt himself had quite narrow-minded thinking before meeting other races, so he was a bit tempted to blame others.

As I was walking down the street, thinking about this and that, something suddenly caught my eye. Something flies fiercely from the sky beyond the forest.

‘Ah, this is it. That the hunter died… … .’

After a while, a shout was heard from ahead.

“It’s an attack! “Get in line!”

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The loud sound of flapping wings fills the air. A sharp cry pierces my eardrums. It was a harpy, a flying monster with the face of a woman, the body of a bird, and feathers of steel. Harpies, who eat meat, usually live near cliffs, but they especially like human flesh and will attack humans whenever they see them. More than a dozen of those harpies were flocking in and covering the sky of the mountain path.

“Kyaaaah!”

With a sharp roar reminiscent of a woman’s scream, one of the harpies aimed its claws at Stephen. Seeing her nervous face, Stephen drew his sword.

“How could a dirty monster target a human possessed by Sayer’s protection!”

With an old-fashioned tone of voice, Stephen delivered two consecutive diagonal slashes. With a sharp stance and a quick sword strike, both wings of the harpy that flew in at once were cut off, blood spraying out.

“Aaaah!”

Hearing their colleague’s screams, the other harpies take on a vicious stance. The sound of wings flapping became more intense.

The harpies all rushed over the heads of Stephen and his group. Stevan swung the sword, scattering the sword’s blood on the floor. The elf woman, Relsia, who had been fawning over him with a charming attitude, was now behind him, holding a dagger with a cold expression on her face.

“Altion Knights! Defeat the enemy!”

At the same time as Stephen shouted, the knights’ swords began to emit dazzling light. The Harpies who charged at the forefront fall one after another, spraying blood. As the knights were stronger than expected, those in the rear flapped their wings furiously. Steel-like feathers shot out like arrows and struck the knights.

Ta-ta-tang!

It was not normal for the armor to be dented after being hit. Sir Edward shouted as the knights raised their shields to block the attack.

“Lord Todd!”

“All right!”

Todd, who had chanted the spell in advance, stretched out his hand at the right time.

“Fire Chain!”

Chains of flame wrapped around the harpies and burned one after another. The entire sky was filled with fire and turned red. Next, Silan recited a prayer and granted the goddess’ protection to the knights.

“Philanense, grant them indomitable courage!”

Light shone around the knights’ bodies, and their energy rose. The knights, who gained strength again, began to push the harpies with their shields.

“Taaaaaat!”

Meanwhile, Reppenhardt stood on the side of the road and just watched the scene.

‘Everyone’s skills are pretty good, aren’t they?’