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Never touch Eldmia Egga - Episode 74

In the end, my short rest had to be invaded by sparring warbirds because Siegfried did not wait until I finished eating..

They said they wouldn't even touch a dog while eating, but it's clear that these guys treat me as worse than a dog..

When she complained like that to Ragnis, who returned from business, she smiled as if she was dumbfounded..

"I can't believe the hero even said such a thing. I guess you liked it quite a bit? It's not really wrong."

Ragnis seemed more surprised by the fact that Siegfried had the insight to observe the situation around him with fairly normal thinking than by the fact that he had approached me directly to give such advice..

Still, I didn't judge him that harshly before I first met him, but since even Ragnis, who had suffered since childhood, viewed Zeke's behavior so negatively, the thought suddenly crossed my mind that he might be treated like a total mess by the empire..

"By the way, it seems that the 4th princess is constantly providing information, as she even knows about visits from other countries. The Marquis of Vendet said that it was a story that only a few among the imperial faction knew.."

"hmm? That's what I came across today?"

"that's right. 'Cause yesterday I couldn't shine his face all day."

"Hmm. That's right."

"...I told you in advance that I was just having a normal conversation.?"

"No, that's right.."

"It's true?"

For some reason, the next day passed like that, as I listened to the rest of the class with Ragnis, who spoke as if reporting on even the most trivial details, emphasizing that they only exchanged light greetings and chats about the current situation. Aside from the intense response from those around me, the day went by quite smoothly..

But the problem came the next day.

"hmm. You are a commoner who defeated a hero.?"

A noble man with attire that clearly showed that he was from another country approached us as we got off the carriage and suddenly started talking to me..

A magnificent-looking nobleman with curly blond hair, a jeweled scabbard and a sword fastened to a belt embroidered with gold thread, and a ring with a jewel so large that it could be used as a knuckle on each finger, three servants were behind him. He showed an extremely arrogant attitude and looked at me as if he was examining me..

The fact that he recognized me means that he knows who Ragnis next to me is, but this is his reaction? He looks over his attendants openly, as if evaluating them in front of the owner.?

"...who..."

Just as Ragnis was about to open his mouth, trying to maintain his composure despite being dumbfounded by the sight, a guy wearing an outfit that was very similar to the medieval nobles I remembered, but with a very crude extravagance, was wearing a suit around his waist. He continued talking while stroking the pommel of his sword..

Completely ignoring Ragnis..

"I want to see your skills. follow me."

Then, as if it were completely natural, I walked towards the sparring hall without even confirming my intention.?

Today again, as always, I had the illusion that for the first time in a while, a bad Eldmia and an even worse Eldmia were crawling out from under my wine-colored half-cloak that had been neatly ironed by the workers. As I shared my bewildered feelings with the Eldmia in my image and did not take any steps while looking at the guy, the guy sensed something and turned his head and suddenly frowned and raised his voice slightly..

"What are you doing? i am a busy body."

-He's crazy?

-It's something that has gone crazy?

Wow. Calm down, little Eldmia. Isn’t it the duty of a true modern person to check the odds, even if they are astronomical?.

I immediately suppressed Ragnis, who was about to jump forward with his face turning red from the insult, without noticing it, and then asked, mentioning the only possibility that he could take such action..

"Are you the emperor??"

To be honest, it was rude even for the emperor, but it was nothing he couldn't take into account..

To put it on the other hand, unless you are the emperor, Ragnis, the nominal master next to me, is fine and his eyes are open, but to try to behave like a subordinate like that is unimaginable disrespect, worse than spitting in his face. It's just a little bit.

That's why so many students who happened to see this nonsense while passing by stopped in shock. A student with more aristocratic common sense was embarrassed to the point where his complexion turned pale even though it was none of his business..

That's so fucking ridiculous right now. Isn't this a situation where you have no choice but to ask if he is the emperor, even though you clearly know that he is not??

The way he looked at me had a very different reaction from other people..

"Hmm. Even though I am accustomed to the appearance of a nobleman, I am often mistaken for His Majesty the Emperor. I feel good..."

Eh? That idiot takes this as a compliment.?

I didn't want to see any more of you looking sick and the corners of your mouth turned up, so I stopped talking..

"Since you are not even the Emperor, what kind of confidence do you have in such a public place to defame and humiliate the honor of Ragnis Lien da Levien, the Margrave of Itisel and my master??"

"...what?"

no. Why are you making this dumbfounded expression??

The guy frowned as if he was openly displeased and annoyed..

"Now, how dare you criticize me by mentioning the small amount of honor that the nobility of Itisel has...."

"draw your sword."

"uh?"

"I have no conversation with you. draw your sword."

I first pulled out my sword to prevent myself from doing anything else, and then raised it upright for the pledge of duel. With that alone, the surrounding area, which had been as solid as ice, began to shake and bustle, and his three servants came forward with grim expressions and blocked the nobleman..

"If you don't have the skills to fight directly, set up an opponent. I couldn't stop you from spitting on my master's honor with my own eyes, so what I can do now is either die in a duel right here, or kill you or your opponent who insulted my master's honor and set my master's honor right even if it's belated. It's either."

Even though I act like a butler all the time, I have been eating the home-cooked meals of Ogatorf, one of the largest knight families in the kingdom, for over a year and even studying to become a wandering knight..

To become a wandering knight, there is an unimaginable prerequisite to memorizing all the chivalry of other countries. Since I'm wandering around here and there, I don't know if I'm telling you not to clash with knights from other countries due to differences in ideology, but I need to know everything anyway..

So I memorized it, so I was confident..

If you are treated like this anywhere on the continent, it is a legal duel..

I immediately got extremely angry and split the top of my head off, but it turns out that even if that guy is a duke of some country, it is legally legal enough to be an extenuating circumstance..

And Eldmia Egar, who was hired as an attendant and personal butler for a week, is a truly intelligent person who knows how to be faithful to her work, but she can't just ignore this shitty situation..

"now..."

"I am Eldmia Ega. He is the son of Ladan Egar and Evisher Ruina, an apprentice who learned Ogatorf's sword and walked the path of a knight, and a sword holder who later swore to walk the path of wandering for the well-being of the kingdom and the peace of the people. I came to this place with a promise to serve and protect my master, but I was unable to prevent the insult to my master's honor, so I swear to all gods that I will make it right.."

I never imagined that the day would come when I would actually live and recite the duel declaration, but that was today..

Accidents and accidents never stop happening wherever you go. I can't tell what's ahead in my life.

Still, I have to finish the declaration first..

"I lost my master's honor in this place, and I will regain it in this place. Until then, I will not raise my sword or open my mouth.."

A huge party began with students watching and scattering in all directions looking for the professor..

"who am i..."

"young master. It's already late."

Seeing how the three men I thought were servants cut off their master's conversation with a bitter look on their faces make me think they were also knights or apprentices. Still, given the clear reaction, I think it must have been an article..

However, the nobleman still just asked back at them with an expression and tone of both irritation and bewilderment..

"It's late?"

"The young man has already declared a duel and sworn silence. If you try to leave, they will chase you and cut you...even if the emperor comes, you will not open your mouth until the duel is over.."

"This is ridiculous. I heard that there was a competition between the hero and the hero, so I thought I would see their skills, but they insulted me like this without even knowing what I was talking about.?"

He was truly a miraculous person who made noises that made me believe my ears every time he opened his mouth. On the contrary, the servants seem to have come to their senses a little and understand the situation..

"I can't help it."

"Kill it. has no value."

"...Then I."

Not being able to feel auras is more uncomfortable than I thought. I really don't know what kind of guy he is, because most of the time he doesn't know whether to moderate his strength or go all out..

But if you're going to kill me, it doesn't matter..

As the two men retreating behind the nobleman widened their distance, the brunette, who was the biggest of the three, pulled out the sword he was wearing and said,.

"The enemy is Rag Wenstera. I will raise my sword for the honor of Gwylo Bus Belluin, the eldest son and rightful heir of my master, Baron Jagnela Bus Belluin. I feel sorry for you...."

what? Show off yourself? Are you implying that he will win??

I don't know anything else, but I can feel my guard dripping from the words..

That sight was so scandalous that I raised my magic power while the guy simply bowed and got into position..

"Gan..."

And as soon as he muttered softly and tried to take a step forward, he dug in and passed by, blowing off his head..

It was as expected, and it was no big deal. In my view, it has already been proven through many experiences that most of the people who do not sense Aurors are unable to block my surprise attack when I deliberately take advantage of the gap..

I was just secretly impressed by the sword's ability to lift much better than I expected under the acceleration I had become somewhat accustomed to..

Come to think of it, this is my first time cutting something with this sword. Should I say that it is a sword handed to me by a dwarven craftsman himself? Compared to the one I used before, it cuts so cleanly that I don't even feel any resistance. I guess that's why I'm a dwarf..

"uh...?"

I looked at the nobleman and the two remaining servants who were still unable to accept the situation until the moment his head flew cleanly into the air and fell to the floor..

"Ragga... in one blow...?"

And seeing them unable to keep their mouths shut, he raised his sword again and took the same stance he had taken at first..

The expressions of the servants who saw this became contemplative. Anyway, since one duel is over, I said what I could say..

"The adversary's skills are poor, so it's not even worth weighing against the lost honor.."

Duels in another world have a cruel side. It doesn't matter when the parties are alone, but when an opponent is put forward, the severity stands out..

The duel ain't over until I put my sword away.

It will not end unless a new opponent is introduced or forgiveness is requested along with an apology. At least the latter should come with reasonable compensation..

And the fact that they became thoughtful is probably proof that this bastard has a personality that never apologizes..

Did you think you defeated the hero by beating him? Let's go until we get somewhere.