Absolutely Do Not Touch Eldmia Egga - Chapter 339

After dealing with the knights, I decided to slightly revise my evaluation of the Western Kingdom.

From a town full of lazy bastards that even orcs can’t deal with properly, to a town full of compassion where seven knights with bad brains and lack of skills but a lot of money flock to them to prepare for their journey back to their hometown. It was very regrettable that the three escort knights who had the first meeting with the lord fell back like ghosts, but there is nothing else to do.

Now I started to understand that they couldn’t deal with the orcs properly. Since they were kind friends like a generous tree, wouldn’t it be possible to have sympathy while dealing with the orcs?

“I didn’t expect to find words and earn money this way.”

With a smile, I take off the barding of the war horse that has now become my horse and hand it to the guy standing there with a bewildered expression. He was a follower of a guy named Haksen, who was proud of being at the forefront of committing all rudeness, but that’s how it was when I heard that he paid for the horse as a ransom.

I don’t know if it was shocking that the knight I served lost to an adventurer, or if it was shocking that the knight paid the ransom for the horse, but it’s clear that I couldn’t believe the sight in front of me. maybe it’s both

But is there any special thing? Others are twice as arrogant, but if you don’t have money, you should be taken away. If you mess with it, you should have taken a horse that doesn’t listen well. Still, I have a conscience, so I leave the barding.

“I’m going to use the saddle, backpack, and helmet, so I’ll give them to you.”

Of course, it’s unnecessarily heavy and unnecessary, so I leave it behind.

“…Yes, I understand.”

Shortly thereafter, he waddled out of the stable, carrying a heavy barding and a javelin and a bow that were attached to the saddle. Soon after, I was very flustered and heard the sound of something shaking.

“The knights are not good, the servants are not good…”

It’s a funny place.

As I was rechecking my harness while straightening my head, I felt a presence from behind and heard a familiar voice.

“Is that what Lord Haxen said?”

It was the Marquess of Kelvast. Looking at the horse, pretending to be indifferent, maintaining a calm state without being accompanied by an escort, it seemed that he had already listened to the story and grabbed the back of his neck.

There is no such thing as sincerity in that nonchalant appearance. Since the things called knights were robbed by an adventurer with no roots, even the lord would feel like he was smeared in the face, and the atmosphere in the city would become ugly for a while. ‘Is it true that knights robbed by one adventurer can protect us?’ The same sound will prevail.

Nevertheless, the performance of Marquis Kelvast was perfect. I can only guess about psychology, but I can’t be sure. There was no reason to dig into it, so I nodded casually and answered lightly.

“That’s right. That’s a good word. People follow it well.”

“I’ve heard others take pennies.”

For the nobility, it was a pittance. Because each knight only received four gold coins.

“I got what I deserved. I don’t think anyone has the ability to pay more.”

The mask of the Margrave of Kelvast cracked at the answer he deliberately turned his head away. It was a natural reaction since the knights in his possession were devalued.

Because of the existence of auras, the ranks of knights are divided into thousands of different categories, but in the end, as knights are far stronger and more advantageous than humans who cannot use auras, they are by no means cheap soldiers. Users are just trying to get the position of a supercar in the Middle Ages, but they are also at the level of popular foreign cars.

A knight named Haxen said that there were three more people stronger than him, and two of them, including him, were users, so the Margrave of Kelbast in front of me now has at least six supercars and seven imported cars, but has a lot of troops. It can be said that he is a crazy rich man who has enough assets to roll it to the city with his .

To be honest, I had only heard that Kelvast was a barrier against orcs, so support was generous and rich in many ways, but I didn’t expect it to be to this extent. However, while he was away for a while, the value of his three supercars and seven foreign cars had fallen to the level of scrap cars.

“…They’re not that needy.”

It is difficult to understand with the common sense of modern people, but it was a very natural reaction. In fact, the knights even raised their voices saying that they could pay more ransom.

“Is that so? It seems the West is richer than I thought.”

It’s good that you can afford to spend money on these guys. At my answer, which explicitly contained such intentions, Marshal Kelvast let out a silent sigh.

It was what the guys were claiming, so of course I knew. I just made everyone shut up and got four of them. At first, Haksen, who was furious and said he would pay enough money to buy three warhorses, later shut himself down, afraid that the ransom would be cut for no reason.

Didn’t I tell you to give me a reason to act like a dick if you’re still quiet? I just focused on making the reason.

A knight who was released after paying a ransom that was less than the price of a warhorse. The person who regarded it as a knight would also be put to death, and the person in question would want to bite their tongue out of shame. Maybe for a while, even if you do well on the battlefield, you’ll have to live trembling under the ridicule of being a knight with four gold coins?

“Ha, are you really just an adventurer?”

The Margrave of Kelvast, as if having already grasped my intentions from our conversation just now, threw a quick ball without hesitation. Rather than being particularly critical or hostile, it was a sense of absurdity.

Although the sudden actions of the knights were the cause, it was hard to believe that I was a person facing a person who overturned everything that could have been overturned and even smeared shit. did.

“There are a lot of waves in my life due to unavoidable circumstances.”

“That’s really… poetic.”

The Margrave Kelvast, who had a confused expression on his face but nodded in agreement, shook his head and changed the topic.

“Actually, I came here not because of that, but because I wanted to tell you about the outcome of the meeting.”

“I’m glad. It must have been hard to believe, but thank you.”

“…Have you not told me the results yet?”

“If you didn’t believe it, soldiers would have come here with spears and swords, not the lord.”

Let’s say the obvious story as if it were obvious, Margrave Kelvast laughed and nodded.

“That’s correct. Actually, we didn’t just play and eat in the city, so we came to the conclusion that this or that situation is intertwined. We’ve already sent a dispatcher.”

“Are you hot?”

“Ah, Kelvast doesn’t have drakes and gates. For the one-in-a-million chance.”

In the past, the orcs would have asked how to use the gate and ride the dragon, but because of Kakula, I only thought it was the wisdom of the ancestors.

“Honestly, until now I’ve thought of it as an idiotic possibility, but I’m starting to think that maybe it was the wisdom of my ancestors. Maybe I went through something similar during the Great Offensive in the past.”

what the fuck I was surprised to learn that he even read my thoughts.

Even after that, until I finished maintenance and left the stable, the Margrave of Kelvast, who accompanied me while talking casually, did not until we reached the edge of the garden in the castle, as if passing by, brought up another story. “We say we will contact you as quickly

as possible, but it will take forty-five days for the letter from this side to reach Isthel.

You can’t accompany an unidentified outsider because you use the means of contact.”

“I’m not too surprised anymore. Are all the adventurers of Ethiel as knowledgeable as you?”

“Thank you for the compliment, but in the end, it seems that everyone lives there.”

There are people like Gaendal Party and there are bastards like Dangtel, so I don’t think it’s wrong. At my answer, he formally nodded and continued.

“It’s kind of like a substitute, but if you want, I can write an identity document in my name.”

“…Wouldn’t it be useful to hold on somehow until the veracity of my remarks is clear?”

“Well, this happened during a brief meeting, and I don’t know if that’s useful.”

Seeing as he laughed even after he spoke, he was no ordinary person after all. ‘Catch and kill him right now for putting shit on my face!’ Even if the situation was directed, ‘I can do that.’ I was thinking of accepting that.

Of course, in that case, many other people would have had to take my ax, knife, and needle.

“Even though my ID is an Itthiel adventurer’s card, but I came from the steppe, so I have no reason to suspect smuggling. It’s not completely free, but at least I won’t have any trouble passing through the kingdoms to return to Itthiel. Or here at all. You can also stay as a guest at Ithiel and wait for someone to meet you at Itthel.”

“In the former case, what do you expect in return?”

“I want silence.”

Is this an unexpected answer? I wondered what it was, so I tilted my head and looked at it, and the Margrave of Kelvast gave an explanation with a light smile.

“Shouldn’t we save face after you’ve gone. It’s too brazen to come to this point and ask for your ax back. Just to make you a hero.”

“…An unidentified traveler following Lord Dubert’s will punished the neglectful guardians of Kelvast, woke them up and headed for the East aimlessly?”

Judging from his surprised reaction with his eyes wide open, it seems to be similar.

“You’re a coveted talent. Aren’t you interested in kingdom life?”

“There are still many waves to hit.”

Leaving behind the flattering words of the Margrave of Kelvast, I chose the identity document.