Star-Embracing Swordmaster - Chapter 29

Invitation from Deremar (1)

“Oh my…”

Although the instructor was not a knight, he was a person with experience in various fields.

He had served the Bayezid family as a soldier for a long time and had fought and survived many battles.

Peter praised his experience and gave him the position of instructor to educate the squires, and for that reason, the instructor has been educating the squires of the Bayezid family for nearly ten years.

However, even for him who had been educating servants for a long time, today’s situation was extremely embarrassing.

“Why is this the only thing that came today?”

The instructor asked in a puzzled voice as he looked at the soldiers gathered at the parade ground.

The instructor was puzzled as he looked at the servants who were less than half as crowded as usual.

Did some accident happen?

Is it food poisoning?

Or rebel against me?

Many thoughts were passing through the instructor’s mind.

“Why are you all standing there like dumb people? “Is there not even one person who can answer me?”

At the instructor’s shout, the servants naturally focused their attention towards one place.

“…Vlad, tell me.”

Standing there was a blond boy with a busted lip and several black and white bruises.

“It looked like you were sick.”

“what?”

The instructor frowned at the insincere answer that just came out.

“Look where it hurts. “I don’t think I’ll be able to come out for a while.”

“……”

The instructor couldn’t help but feel puzzled by Vlad’s answer.

“It hurts?”

That couldn’t have been possible.

There’s no way that not one, but more than ten of the guys who were running wild just yesterday suddenly got sick, right?

“……”

Sensing something unclear about Vlad’s answer, the instructor looked at the gathered servants once again.

‘There is none.’

Sovanin.

And there wasn’t a single servant who was hanging out with that guy.

The only squires gathered here now were those who were not close to Sovanin and those who had followed the knights during the last monster subjugation battle.

‘Did you fight?’

There were cases like that sometimes.

Since we had so many energetic boys together, it was inevitable that fights would break out, and once every few years, the fights would escalate to the point where they could be called gang fights.

‘Everyone is sober?’

But the current case was a little different.

The remaining guys didn’t really go around in a gang, so they all looked innocent enough to have been in a gang fight.

Even after washing my eyes and searching, the only one who was hurt was the new squire, Vlad.

‘no way.’

At that moment, a thought passed through the instructor’s mind.

This was the only possibility that could fully explain the current situation.

“…Did you do it alone?”

The instructor blurted out the conclusion that naturally came to mind, but the answer that came back was just a clear one.

“There aren’t many people around today, so can I practice riding the horse a little more?”

“…….”

The instructor was able to realize this as he watched Vlad naturally crushing his question.

It’s you.

‘That’s more than ten guys alone.’

There has never been a case like this before.

In over ten years, the instructor had never seen a squire who single-handedly organized a gang of more than ten people.

This guy is out of standard.

The instructor swallowed his saliva without realizing it, feeling the tension creeping up his back.

“……okay.”

The instructor could only nod his head towards the boy who he could not handle.

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Regular meeting between drivers once a month.

Centered around Peter, who was sitting at the highest point, the knights were facing each other with a wide red carpet between them.

It wasn’t particularly intentional, but the knights who supported Rutger on one side and the knights who followed Josef along with the knights who remained neutral on the other side were facing each other.

“…The work schedule has been rearranged to prepare for the absence of Mr. Rutger and the knights who will be leaving on a mission in the near future.”

An old knight standing just below Peter.

Although he was a man whose entire head and beard were stained white, his voice was clearer and stronger than anyone else’s.

In fact, the knights were reacting to each look he gave them.

A person who controls all the knights of the Bayezid family with Peter’s permission.

Someone who deserves it.

“So, I hope you all confirm your duties once again.”

Antalas, commander of the Bayezid family.

The meeting continued according to his progress.

“…The next item on the agenda is to distribute the sacred items sent by the church.”

Antalas sensed a different atmosphere than before through his unique sharp senses.

‘It’s probably good enough.’

But I had no intention of risking it.

“……”

“……Hmm.”

For some reason, the knights supporting Zayar, who looks relaxed, and Rutger, whose expressions are subtly stiff.

Antalas was aware of the subtle nervousness, but decided to leave it alone this time.

This is because I thought it was necessary to revive the spirit of Josef’s knights, who had been depressed for a while.

Although the only knights on Josef’s side standing now were Zayar and Bordan.

“Finally, anyone who has something to suggest may speak.”

“…….”

Looking at the knights who expressed their intention to have nothing more to say through a short silence, Antalas bowed his head towards Peter, who was sitting at the highest place.

“I have conveyed everything I had to convey.”

“Thank you for your hard work.”

The meeting is over.

Now, unless something special happens, all that remains is the head of household’s order to disperse.

However, instead of the command that was supposed to follow, there was a subtle silence.

“……?”

Around the time the knights felt that something was amiss.

At that moment, Jayar noticed that Peter’s eyes were on him.

With a faint smile whose meaning is unknown.

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“Lord Xayar!”

Among the knights stampeding out, someone approached and tapped Xayar on the shoulder.

“Something.”

“Are you saying this even though you know everything?”

Gregory was smiling, his beard all over his face twisting.

“The rumor has already spread.”

“What kind of rumor are you talking about?”

Gregory smiled as if he couldn’t help it, looking at Zayar who was fiddling with his eye patch and pretending not to notice.

“I heard that Lord Xayar’s squire made a big fuss? “I heard he wiped it all out by himself.”

“……is it?”

Although Zayar knew this, he acted strangely, but Gregory did not feel particularly uncomfortable.

‘It’s worth showing off at least once.’

In the meantime, the knights who followed Josef had nothing to do with their chests puffed out.

The man they were serving, Josef, was not as brilliant as Rutger, and it was not easy to get something done with only five knights.

They were just struggling to hold on to the ever-increasing power landscape.

But today, for the first time in a long time, I was able to proudly straighten my shoulders.

“…Tsk.”

“You brought a vicious dog that doesn’t know who it will bite.”

There were knights passing by, clicking their tongues, but Xayar just stared indifferently.

With only the slightest sneer.

“Huh-I also have eyes for people. What did you say? “He’s very manly and strong…”

“I told you to eat together at least.”

“His personality is as good as the knight he serves.”

“I guess he introduced me to other guys while he was leaving.”

“……Take it and use it for me. “It may be a little difficult and difficult.”

While listening to Gregory, Xayar caressed his eye patch for no reason.

Zayar was a person who did not express his happiness out loud, although he did not know other emotions.

However, although he did not show it, deep down he thought Vlad was amazing.

Since he wiped out 14 people by himself, this level of skill was something that even Josef would smile about.

‘I have to do this at least.’

It would be right for a driver of his caliber to repay him for putting so much effort into it.

Thinking like that, Zayar walked towards where Josef’s office was.

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Josef’s office in a quiet part of the mansion.

Upon reaching the place, Xayar quietly announced his arrival.

“Please come in.”

When the room owner gave permission, Zayar turned the doorknob and went inside.

“…Are you okay?”

“It’s worth living.”

Josef, whose eye shadows had become darker, was sitting there looking tired.

With a large box in the middle of the room.

“Father sent Vlad a gift.”

Joseph, who noticed Zayar’s gaze, told him the identity of the box.

“It’s not like peanuts again, is it?”

“…It was a strong memory.”

Xayar, who had already been defeated by Vlad once, naturally looked at the box that Peter had sent with wary eyes.

Vlad is a guy who can’t let down his guard.

In many ways.

“I checked. “You can rest assured.”

Zayar, finally relieved by Josef’s words, opened the box placed in the middle of the office.

“Ho……”

When Xayar opened the box, Bordan, who was standing next to him, let out a small exclamation without realizing it.

“It’s armor.”

There was a suit of armor in there that looked well-maintained.

Breastplate, shoulder pads, joint protectors that protect the wrists and knees, and even shoes.

It was too nice a leather armor to be sent to just one squire.

“……”

However, unlike Vordan, who let out an exclamation, Xayar was just looking at the armor with serious eyes.

This is because the sunlight shining on the black-grey leather armor overlapped with the look Peter gave him.

“It’s oak leather.”

“It’s not the best leather, but it’s usable enough.”

“It’s also the leather of a gray orc.”

“……yes.”

Xayar carefully took out the gray armor and examined it closely.

Anyone who used a sword was bound to be very interested in the equipment.

However, Xayar wasn’t just taking a closer look at the new armor out of curiosity.

“It’s been a while since I last saw you.”

“Is that what you meant?”

What Peter sent was gray orc armor found only in the north.

Therefore, armor made of gray orc leather also symbolized the northern warriors.

Xayar said, looking at the gray armor with deep eyes.

“Where did that guy catch Peter’s eye?”

“I don’t know that. Should we capture them and torture them?”

“ah!”

Bordan, who had finally caught up with their conversation, let out an exclamation.

“Now that I think about it, it’s a gray orc’s armor!”

Bordan struck his palm as if he had realized something and walked towards the armor that Xayar was holding.

“It’s been a long time since I last saw you. “I saw this often when I was the previous matriarch.”

“Because the squires we have now are worse than they were then.”

It is only now that knights from all over the continent come to visit after hearing about the fame of the Bayezid family, but even in the past, the Bayezid family had gained power through the knights it had raised itself.

Antalas, the current commander of the knights, was also a member of the Bayezid family at that time.

Northerners called the knights who were active at that time the golden generation of the Bayezid family.

Although it has become an old story now.

“He was recognized by his father within a month of coming here. “I think it has already proven its worth investing in.”

“That’s right.”

Xayar answered as he carefully placed the armor on the box.

“At least among the current squires, I don’t think there is anyone who can compare to him.”

“I heard that story. The rumor has already spread.”

Josef glanced around and looked at Zayar.

The two made eye contact and were naturally smiling.

Our judgment was not wrong.

“good.”

Josef opened the drawer under his desk and took out a letter.

“Although there was a painful loss, we cannot just sit there like this.”

Josef opened the envelope of the letter and handed it to Zayar.

“What is this?”

“Next step.”

After handing over the letter, Josef got up and walked towards the window.

Josef quietly looked outside in the dazzling midday sun.

It was nice to see the blue sky with fluffy clouds.

“Is it possible?”

“Hmm…”

Zayar checked the letter, listened to Josef’s words, and nodded.

“It’s been a while since I’ve been keeping up with that guy, but it worked out well.”

After hearing Zayar’s words, Josef turned his head and spoke to Bordan.

“Get me ready.”

“Where are you going?”

While the blond boy who came to Bayezid Mansion was twisting his whole body to prove his worth, the young man with dark eyes was also struggling to stand up again.

Thus, a letter was obtained.

It was an invitation and, for Josef, a step toward opportunity.

“We are going to Deremar.”

Cumulus clouds in the blue sky were flowing toward the south.