Chapter 513
My Villains Episode 513
67. Lord of Icebovald(6)
Because last night's feast was prolonged, the conscripts' station began to be cleared out around noon the next day..
Men suffering from hangovers cleared away burnt wood chips and scattered soot and ash from the dirt ground that had become soggy as the shallow snow melted. It was late afternoon when everything, including the spears, helmets, and tent, was taken up and loaded onto the cart..
After exchanging greetings with the platoon members, Egon headed toward the North Gate with some of the men who had come with him from Brinst. The boy's goal was to visit a military recruiter and apply for enlistment, while the others, including Alban and Adan, were on their way to solve their own business..
Egon received a piece of silver and a coin called Ahom Pun. The training fee is one silver coin, and the travel cost between Sovanhalts and Eisbowald is nine coins..
Truly a merciful lord... … . Considering that it is a reward for working hard for only a week, it is not a small amount of money..
Looking back, even though my brother-in-law mobilized his brothers, children, and nephews to farm hard for a year and sold the harvest to a large town, he only received 560 pieces of silver..
That wasn't all that was left, and after paying taxes, bringing in a priest to strengthen his intellect, maintaining farming equipment, and buying a few cows and hens, there was less than half of it left..
‘It is much better to be paid as a soldier than to earn a little money by working hard in the fields..’
Of course, immediately after enlistment, you will not receive a single penny while you are wearing the trainee rank insignia. However, even if you last 6 months and become a regular soldier, you will receive a silver coin every week..
If you become a skilled soldier, you will receive three times that amount. If you are lucky enough to become a sergeant or officer, your salary will increase, and if you become a major or higher, you will receive land in addition to your existing salary..
The new lord abolished three of the members belonging to Baekryeong, while splitting the remaining two into pieces. It was given to officers and knights of rank or higher..
However, it was a little different from a typical burial mound, and what was given to them was not a fief that could be inherited. When officers left the military gate, knights had to return the land they had been granted after death..
However, Egon had no way of knowing such detailed circumstances. The boy only vaguely recognized that if he achieved merit and reached a high rank, he would be able to acquire land and take over the serfs that belonged to that land. In the eyes of him and other noblemen, it was no different from becoming a nobleman..
“••••••Phew.”
Egon, who joined the line in front of the castle gate with his companions, strengthened his resolve by fiddling with his shield, which had several scratches from his training..
A strong wind blows from the north. It seems as if the colorful flags hanging on the gatehouse and castle walls are cheering the boy on with loud applause..
Until yesterday, Egon was worried about whether he would be able to achieve a high position among the fierce soldiers. But now, as I hold the silver coins and coins, my worries have disappeared like smoke and my motivation is rising..
“City visitors go to the west gate!” At that time, the young sergeant who was dealing with the conscripts at the small side gate next to the tightly closed castle gate shouted loudly at the line..
“A person who has something to report to the permanent residence, the court, and the council! A person who has business in the combat brigade and city guard! Pass through here! I'm going to the preface!”
Judging by his poor Gelaan language, it appears that the prince was a former private soldier brought from Milan Nol..
Egon eyed him..
The sergeant wore a handsome plate breastplate with shoulder straps engraved with a grid pattern. Looking at that, Egon was able to tell that he was a member of the guard. The shoulder belts of officers and non-commissioned officers in the training battalion had a vine pattern drawn on them..
At the command of one of the guards, who appeared to be from Milan, most of the conscripts who were standing in line turned around..
“If that doesn't work out, come to the Black Barrel Inn. It's close to the square so it won't be hard to find..”
“Nothing will go wrong.”
“Even if it goes well, come. Since I've already come to Eisbowald, I have to taste Ines' lips once.!”
When Alban and the villagers left the boy giggling, there were only about twenty people left. Thanks to this, Egon was able to quickly stand in front of the new door..
“ name.”
“This is Egon, son of Obon..”
The sergeant, who was scribbling something on a thin wooden board, glanced at the boy. As the sharp gaze scanned his entire body, Egon became tense and stiffened..
“……Eh, Gon. native.”
“This is Soban Haltz..”
“Sobanhaltz. Pioneer Horse O near Brinst ”
“Yes, sergeant. you're right.”
The boy felt a moment of discomfort. Despite the awkward accent of the sergeant from Milanol, his pronunciation of Sovanhalz and Brinst was relatively accurate..
“Uh, I'm here to enlist you, recruiter..”
He nodded and gestured toward the other side of the side door. A man wearing a sergeant rank insignia runs straight out..
“Deputy floodgates officer, Gyodada.”
“Yes, Sergeant Obrin. I will take turns.”
“Egon comes out. Follow me.”
Concise command. Egon suddenly followed the sergeant, but was stopped by a soldier and had his spear taken away. In Ice Bobalt, except for those with special qualifications, it was not possible to possess bows, crossbows, long weapons, or even swords longer than a certain length..
The door passage was deep and dark like a cave. The boy, carrying only a shield and a small cloth on his shoulder, passed the torches at a brisk pace. And only after entering the city did he realize that four soldiers were surrounding him. They were all soldiers wearing chain armor and iron helmets with nosepieces and chain visors..
“……uh,”
“Is there a problem??”
When the sergeant on the horse looked back, the boy quickly put up his hand..
“Oh no. doesn't exist.”
“Then come along and follow me. It's already late.”
What is it, why are you doing this - Egon was confused. The sergeant and four security guards began moving without much explanation..
The men who passed through the gate before him were also people who, like Egon, wanted to become members of the Red Army. But other people don't even show their noses. It's strange. I don't think they would guide all conscripts this way..
Egon, who was hurrying after the sergeant, soon had no choice but to put his worries aside. This is because we have escaped the area that was tightly blocked on all sides by the gatehouse, stone steps, palace tower, banner, cart, and guard post..
“Whoa.”
The sergeant and the guards took the boy to the center of Eisbowald. Thanks to this, Egon was unable to come to his senses due to the buildings filling up on his left and right, the bustling crowds, and all kinds of noise..
“Get out of the way, get out of the way! It passes by!”
Countless carriages and carts came and went on the leveled street..
Workers from the yard near the castle wall piled up a cart full of wood and headed to the workshop. Young or young workers in the workshop neatly loaded furniture, barrels, doors, etc. onto wagons heading to the auction house. Since Zellntree's wood was famous for its high quality, these products would not only be supplied to the entire Prince of Depelken, but would also be sold to nearby fiefdoms..
Next to the deafeningly noisy store, there are two large warehouses with wide roofs. The people walking around the intersection in front of it were mainly peddlers with several jobbers, and stalls targeting such people were lined up on the left and right..
Although the distance was wide enough for two carriages to pass, Egon was suffocated by the crowd of people and the buildings rising three or four stories on either side. The sun hadn't even set, but the shadows on the streets were already quite deep, and the impatient people hit the bushes and turned on the lights..
By the time he reached the northwest square, Egon realized that he was fortunate to be with the guards. It was a shame that the sergeant on horseback was leading the way and the soldiers holding spears had flashing eyes. If it hadn't been for that, the boy would have gotten lost or been trampled to death by someone. The city, with over 7,000 people living there, was much larger and busier than the boy imagined..
Instead of leading the group across the square, the sergeant turned toward an alley. The security guards passed by the narrow road between the trading post, which was crowded with peddlers, traders, and middlemen, and the bustling permanent market, as if they were familiar with it. Residents of dark alleys hid in the shadows or closed their windows when they heard only the dull sound of horses' hooves and clanging chains..
Egon left the alley and faced the other world again, as if it were magic..
The streets paved with straight-cut flagstones and luxurious ivory-colored buildings were dyed bright red in the setting winter sun. I turned my head to follow the high spirits and saw a cathedral with a tall gray dome..
That's Horhiu Cathedral, he thought to himself, and before the boy could get a proper look, the sergeant was busy reining in the reins. The streets were incomparably quieter than before. As the guards started to run, Egon had no choice but to hurry..
The boy adjusted his shield and kept glancing around as he ran..
It was a leisurely atmosphere, but there were no people passing by. The upper-class streets were not only frequented by wealthy people, nobles, and clergy, but there were not many people dressed as neatly as the streets and buildings. Most of them were servants or errand boys who served their masters..
The gentlemen's polished shoes had scratchy soles, and their coats made of moleskin or wool looked as soft as silk. They all wore double suits with fancy patterns embroidered underneath, making them look like officers or knights without armor..
The rarely seen ladies were mostly wearing white scarves and colored kirtles and tunics, and some were dressed like wizards, wearing narrow trousers and large cloaks embroidered with colorful patterns. That's the outfit of 'fiancés' that has been popular in this city recently, Egon nodded inwardly..
Ugh «
Then suddenly the boy felt people's gaze and let out a small moan..
It was natural that people walking up and down the street were interested in Egon. The shabby overcoat with the hood and the patched armor with patches here and there did not suit this place at all..
In particular, the gazes of children the boy's age or younger made Egon feel uncomfortable. The sight of him wearing neat clothes with a white face and carrying a book or a wooden sword made from birch wood is a stark contrast to himself, who is running around whining and wearing an old shield with a black face..
The boy unconsciously quickened his pace and soon came to a building that was confusing as to whether it was a mansion or a small castle..
3The exterior wall of the heavy two-story building surrounded all sides like a wall and looked very sturdy. Beyond the arched entrance guarded by two armed soldiers, I saw a small hall where I could talk. Several red and silver insignias with a grid pattern were hung on the exterior walls, and Dfelken's crest flag fluttered from every corner of the roof. Egon could sense that this was the headquarters of the Ice Bobalt City Guard..
The sergeant got off his horse and was about to go inside when a figure appeared from the building..
“ colon.”
“Obrine.”
He was a man with a stocky physique who was about half a span shorter than Egon, but whose shoulders seemed to be twice as tall. He wore a black surcoat over shiny plate armor and a shoulder belt with a silver blade symbol indicating his lieutenant colonel rank..
After receiving the sergeant's greeting, the lieutenant colonel glanced back at Egon. Those eyes were so sharp that the boy instantly took a breath..
It is a face that is difficult to describe, with features like a stone statue. Because there was no nose. Near the black hole, bones with thin layers of skin and flesh stuck together remain like stumps. It's a face you'll never forget once you see it..
The commander of the Eisbovald City Guard was Dillon, the ‘Quiet Watcher’, a knight of the Depelken family..
“Is it that kid??”
“Yes, absolutely. Sir, I worked as a gatekeeper for 3 hours waiting for that bastard..”
Dylan asked Oubrin, looking away from the boy whose face was puzzled by the conversation being conducted in the unfamiliar Milanese language..
“‘‘Shadows wearing masks’?”
““I don’t know, what do I want to know?” The guard captain, who was standing with a helmet that looked like a flat tower at his side, just stared without saying a word. Then the sergeant shrugged his shoulders..
“In the first place, they only decided to move when he leaked somewhere else. Came to me as planned, so there's no reason for us to care.”
“You know it's not that kind of problem..”
“Then what? Should I go to those shady servants and wave their hands like this, ‘The job is done, please disperse.’‘?”
“Ah, I understand. Just do it right next time. They cooperate well……
Obrin trailed off and grumbled softly. Ugh, even if they looked half as good as Lady Lannon, they wouldn't have done it this way... … . No, does it look similar? Leaving behind the sergeant scratching his head, the guard captain stood in front of Egon..
“Ugh.”
The boy let out a small moan. I felt like I wanted to faint as the ugly face was right in front of me. I can only wonder how on earth he could have taken as his wife the famously virtuous Miss Ilse of the Otiaren family with such an appearance..
“Are you Egon?.”
“……Uh, yeah. you're right.”
The guard captain looked at the boy for a long time and then suddenly spoke..
“i don't know.”
“Eh, yes?”
“let's go.”
As if that was enough, Dylan turned around, took the reins from his subordinate, and mounted the horse. Obrin, who had been with him up to this point, also followed him, and the guards glared at Egon as if asking why he was standing still..
“Uh, uhh.”
The boy who was walking as if he was being pushed, I don't know where he got such courage from, screamed behind the guard captain..
“By any chance, are you going to Yeongjugwan? To see the lord?”
“no.”
It was not the guard commander who answered him, but Sergeant O'Breen..
“go to the mansion.”
“mansion? What kind of mansion is it??”
“excuse me.”
Following the direction he indicated, Egon slowly raised his head. What caught his eye was a tower rising between luxurious houses. A massive granite building that appears to be eight stories tall.…….
the boy opened his mouth.
“……fiancee's mansion.”
A tower full of all kinds of ghost stories, rumors, and absurd stories awaits Egon.
was there.
Comments