Chapter 459
My Villains Episode 459
66. silver prince(14)
It was enough to appease Atalanta, who kept talking nonsense about being a widow and being married. Some of Prince Ulkar's own soldiers came to the woodworking guild area..
“……“How did you know I was here?” “I’ve been asking questions for a while. He vacated the headquarters without saying anything to his subordinates..”
After quickly putting on my clothes and leaving the tent, I was greeted by Randel, a middle-aged man who was holding the reins with other cavalrymen. Because of his relationship with the South Harbor, he is a particularly familiar man among Prince Silver's soldiers..
“Yeah, whatever. There's nothing to sit there and look at. You were a little lost.?”
“That's not it. It was fortunate that Gyeong was such a famous person in the city. “I had already guessed it, but Mr. Randel didn’t come to ask how I was doing..
“Are you looking for me? The prince?”
“yes.”
“Well, it was like a strategy meeting or something.?”
“I also don't know His Majesty's intentions, but it's probably not a meeting..”
“J Ugh ”
Even if you catch the wrong guy and ask him questions, there will be nothing to talk about. It would be better to face the prince quickly. Coincidentally, there was more than one thing I wanted to ask him..
The place that Prince Ulkar chose as his residence was not the headquarters of the guard where I was staying, nor the Permanent Tribunal that served as a city hall, nor the cathedral of the Calandari Church where Princess Theodora stayed. Eisbowald's mayor's residence, to be exact, it was the site of the mayor's residence..
During the Battle of Eisbovald, the mayor's residence, where several imperial knights and swordsmen led a small group of elite soldiers in a final resistance, was reduced to ashes by Nudein warriors who were enraged by the injury of their leader..
The traces were soon removed by the prisoners, but there was no time, materials, labor, or guidance to rebuild the magnificent building, so the only traces left were a sparse wall and a few charred beams..
Thanks to this, it didn't seem like a bad place to spread out the military tent. As it is the mayor's mansion and also serves as a government office to some extent, it is in the center of the city and has plenty of space..
But just because it wasn't bad didn't mean it was great..
Although the remains of the official residence had been removed, there was still quite a bit of small trash left, and the floor had become muddy from the showers that had fallen last dawn, and there were puddles here and there. It is not a place suitable for a man of noble status like a prince to go camping..
Actually, if you think about it, it was strange for Prince Ulkar to stay in the military camp..
The tents are not luxuriously decorated like the Nude people because they consider them sacred, and there are many other places to live, such as luxurious bedrooms in government offices or cozy rooms in cathedrals, so why stay in smelly military tents?.
I heard the reason at South Harbor..
Prince Ulkar said, 'Once you get used to the warm fireplace and the strong roof, your will to leave is bound to break.'.
These were words that represented his life, having been forced to wander ever since he became an adult, despite his noble status..
However, in my personal opinion, the real reason Prince Ulkar lived in a military camp in the occupied territory seemed to be a kind of performance to show that he was different from ordinary warlords..
If he were an ordinary warlord or any other noble with a private army, he would have chosen the best place in the city as his residence for the sake of authority and hierarchy, let alone his own personal comfort..
The sight of the leader of the group sleeping shivering in a leaky room is not something to be proud of, and the members say, 'Oh, I thought he was the most senior among us, wasn't he?' This is because there may be misunderstandings such as.
Prince Ulkar, on the other hand, had little to worry about. no, there wasn't.
The prince is a descendant of legendary heroes such as Zeoth the Conqueror, Adum II the One-Eyed King, Lionel II the King of Knights, and Adumir the King of Junum. Although his father and current king, Lionel III, openly doubted Prince Ulcar's lineage on the pretext of his silver hair and appearance, the prince achieved numerous victories over the past ten years and proved that he was more worthy of the Jeore royal family than anyone else..
There were few people foolish enough to look down on the hero of the time who inherited the fame of his ancestors, the best military commander in the kingdom, and the master of knights with a fearsome name, because of his humble abode. Most people were impressed by his simple-mindedness and initiative, and some, like I am now, made their own guesses as to why the prince stayed in such a place..
In short, the muddy mud and the smelly military camp erected on top of it were, paradoxically, a device that made Prince Ulkar's authority shine even more..
As I drove the spotted boat with Uncle Randel and the Guard cavalry, I looked in silence at the Prince's military tent, which reminded me of my days at South Harbor. Then, by chance, my eyes moved to the building next to the site of the mayor's residence..
“……Since when has it been like that??”
“Hmm? I'm not sure. I followed Your Highness and arrived today during the day..”
What caught my eye was the building's seal surrounding the courtyard in a □ shape. It was a two-story building with a wide elevation, so it was quite large. The windows facing all directions were nailed shut with wooden boards, and the walls were full of dirt and graffiti..
‘Verraterin'. Between the marks left by the sticky dirt, you can see Gellan written in charcoal. It means ‘renegades’..
As I was quietly looking at the building, a small human image appeared beyond the iron gate. I quietly scratched my eyebrows and then pulled the reins..
“Sir, what's going on??”
“I'll stop by for a moment. I have some business to run.”
“Your Majesty will be waiting.……
“It only takes a moment. I'll be there soon.”
The building we went to, leaving Randel behind with a perplexed expression, was the Dojo of the Sel-Sid School..
Just about a month ago, Swordmaster 'Tantulos Ovir' and other Sel-Sid swordsmen lost their lives while protecting the mayor's residence with the determination of death along with the city's soldiers..
And now, the dojo of Tantilos, who sacrificed his life for loyalty to the empire and honor as a warrior, has become a hall of betrayal, filled with insults and shame..
“••••••hmm.”
There was no way I didn't know the reason. The cursed emblem drawn in animal blood on the white wall looked like a red mark on a white back..
I approached the dojo, glancing under my nose to cover up my mouth that was twisting up without my knowledge. Then, a 'hic' sound was heard from beyond the iron gate, and the startled boy ran inside..
“Sister, sister-!”
The screams of the youngest, who hasn't even had a chance to transform, make me burst into laughter again..
When I used blood magic to open the small latch on the iron gate and entered the dojang, the second child appeared, holding a broom like a sword, replacing the first, who had his head cut off, and the third, who ran away in fear..
“why are you here-”
The female swordsman in her mid-20s, dressed in thin leather clothing, was Tiloria Ovir, the new owner of this dojo and the new representative of the Sel-Sid faction..
I ended up laughing at the warrior's gaze towards his enemy..
“you?”
“……“Forgive my rudeness, Lord Phoenix.” Tiloria bit her lower lip and lowered her head..
Instead of answering, I walked slowly and looked around. The outdoor hallway filled with small decorations and arch structures and the empty yard within it were extremely quiet. Although the scale was not large, the old-fashioned atmosphere suited the home of a famous family very well..
“Still, I'm fine inside. I guess no one was brave enough to throw shit or rat corpses all over the yard.?”
Tilloria gripped the broom so tightly that her fingertips turned white. On the other hand, her face was flushed red, and just as she was about to open her mouth, five or six figures came out from inside the dojo..
“Meister! what-”
“Me, the red knight……
They were swordsmen of the Sel-seed style and a middle-aged necromancer called the Sorcerer school. Seeing that everyone was holding a dustpan or a mop, it seemed like they were cleaning the dojo, which had been empty for a while..
None of them knew my face, so those who came out to the courtyard lined up behind Tiloria with their eyes filled with ominousness..
Tiloria caught her breath after spotting her colleagues and looked back at me with a cold and calm expression..
“What's wrong with this shabby dojo??”
“That's what I want to ask.”
In the spacious courtyard, there were dozens of stone pillars of various heights. The stone pillars appeared to be some kind of stepping stones, a training ground for practicing the Sel-seed's unique flying sword techniques..
I shrugged my shoulders as I sat down on a pole of the right height with a wide flagstone on it..
“Why are you guys here? Did you desert at all??”
“That can't be possible. I came out after asking for the captain’s understanding..”
The Cell-seed swordsmen, including Tiloria, decided to serve under me for a while. He agreed to sell his freedom for one year in exchange for his life and the preservation of the school..
After the battle in the corridor, I entrusted them to the veteran Conwyer. It would also be Conwyer who called Tilori A captain. That's what my soldiers call Confire..
“Please understand… … . Confire is not that soft..”
“‘Since not only the ‘crown of wings’ but also the sword and armor were confiscated, they must have decided that there would be no chance of them escaping out of the city..”
“aha.”
Well, since Conwy gave permission, there was no need to argue..
It's a shame. If I had deserted, I would have been able to relieve my frustration..
Seeing Lia and the swordsmen standing behind her with their fur like kittens barking made me feel playful, but Prince Ulkar was waiting so I couldn't waste time..
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I quietly scratched my chin, but I couldn't hold back my disappointment and eventually opened my mouth..
“Remember what I said a few days ago?”
“What are you saying??”
“I told you that when I leave here, I will serve the next person who rules Aisbovald. Because I promised to continue the legacy of the school..”
“……As I said then, we cannot point our swords at your Majesty..”
“Oh, the condition is cancellation..”
“Cancel it?”
“Because the plan has changed, there is no longer a fight with the emperor..”
“then••••••
Tiloria's sharp eyes became round and a sense of anticipation filled her..
“When are you planning to leave here??”
“well. Since negotiations with the emperor come first, I think a brief visit and return will come first..”
“Then, the next market is?”
“There is no market. From what the prince said, it seemed like they were going to make a small prince and put the child Svowald in the middle of it..”
“Then who is that prince??”
“That's the problem.”
“What a problem?”
“I think it will be me.”
“……Eh, what, what is it?”
After a moment of anticipation, I asked, giggling as Tiloria's face was distorted like a broken teacup..
“I don't like it?”
“That is, that is.”
“I hate it too. I'm tired of using gamtu now. I will do my best to persuade our prince, and you too should pray..”
Cell making a very funny expression
-Leaving Sid Ryu’s swordsmen behind, I left the dojo with a smile on my face..
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