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A Mercenary’s Rebirth Among Nobles Chapter 111

Chapter 111

The‌​​ soldiers belonging to‍‍ Calix blinked, stunned.‌​ There was no⁠ one nearby who‍‍ seemed to be⁠ giving orders, so⁠⁠ who was he‌‌​ talking to?

Lucian​ clicked his tongue‌‌​ and looked back‍ at the soldiers.​

“What⁠‌​ are you doing?‌⁠ I’m talking to​ you.”

“Huh?‌ T-to us?”

“Yes.​ Tie him up.”​‌⁠

“Well,⁠ it’s just that…​‌ we…”

“The‌​ war is over.⁠ This man is​ my prisoner, and‍​ now I am​‌‌ your lord. Obey.”​​‍

…Just‌​⁠ like that?

It‍​ didn’t make much​ sense, but Lucian’s‌​‍ overly confident attitude‌⁠‌ only added to‍⁠‌ the soldiers’ confusion.‌

Besides,‌‍‌ it was true‍​ that when a territorial war was⁠​ lost, the lord⁠ would change, so‍ it wasn’t easy⁠ to refute either.⁠‍

After‌​ hesitating for quite‌⁠⁠ a while, the⁠‌ soldiers cautiously stepped‍⁠ forward and began‌ tying up Norvek.​

“He’s‌ tied up.”

“Good.‍⁠ Then let’s go‍⁠‍ to Asagrim. Relay‌‌ my orders to​‌‍ the decurions of⁠​ each unit.”

“Y-yes.”‌

Though‌‌ they obeyed, the⁠ soldiers wore doubtful‍ expressions, as if‍⁠‍ still unsure whether‍‌​ this was really‌‍ the right thing‌​​ to do.

Then​​⁠ again, that wasn’t⁠‌ such a bad⁠ thing. Keeping Calix’s⁠‍‌ soldiers under his‌‍ command meant they‌‌‍ would now be‌‌‍ treated as allies.‍‌⁠

They‍​ wouldn’t be hunted​ down like defeated⁠ troops or receive⁠​ humiliating treatment.

In​⁠ a way, it‍‍ was the most⁠⁠‌ peaceful resolution possible.‌‌

“And⁠ you all, what‍⁠‌ do you plan​‍⁠ to do now?”‍‍‌

“…”​

Lucian​‍⁠ looked at the​‍ knights, who seemed​​ half out of⁠⁠ it. Unable to⁠⁠ accept the situation​‌ unfolding before their‌‍ eyes, the three​ still hadn’t reacted.⁠

After​‍​ a while, one​⁠‍ of the younger⁠‌ knights managed to⁠⁠ open his mouth⁠‌ and asked, stammering.​‌

“W-what‍​‍ do you want‌​ us to do…?”‌⁠​

At⁠‌​ the foolish question,‌ Lucian let out‍‌​ a dry laugh.‍‍‍

“Does​ what I want⁠‌ matter more than‍⁠ your own convictions?⁠​ What a rotten⁠ mind for someone‍ who calls himself‌ a knight.”

“…!”​

“If‌ you call yourself‍‌ a knight, act‌‍ like one. That’s⁠ all I have​ to say.”

At⁠ the cold reply,​​‌ the knight shut‍ his mouth, his‍‌‌ face burning with​‍ shame.

As⁠‍‍ the silence dragged‌‍​ on, one of⁠‍⁠ the middle-aged knights‌​‍ unsheathed his sword.⁠⁠

“Draw​‌ yours.”

“You​‍ plan to die​​ here?”

“Is​​ there another way?”​‌​

A knight’s oath of‍‌​ loyalty is something⁠⁠ that, once sworn,‍‍‌ cannot be taken⁠⁠⁠ back.

As‌⁠ long as Norvek⁠‌‌ continued to resist,​ the knights who​‌​ had sworn loyalty‌⁠ to him had‍ to fight to‍ the end—even if‍⁠‍ that end was‌⁠ death.

“I’m‍​ simply fulfilling my‍ duty as a knight. And you​ wouldn’t want to‌‍​ see us begging‍⁠ for our lives‌‍‍ either.”

Lucian‌⁠ answered those words‌ with a slight‍ smile. Unlike soldiers,‍ who could change⁠​ lords whenever, knights‌​ were bound by‌ their oaths.

The⁠⁠⁠ moment they betrayed​‍ that oath, they​‍ ceased to be⁠​ knights. Lucian had‌⁠⁠ no intention of⁠ accepting half-hearted individuals​​‍ as subordinates.

“Come.‍ I may not‍‍ be able to⁠​ finish it as‍‌ cleanly as Felicia,‍ but I’ll try‍‌ to send you‍​​ off without too‍‍​ much pain.”

“How⁠​⁠ arrogant. Are you⁠​‌ confusing your vassal’s‌ skill with your​​‍ own?”

“That’s​⁠‌ not something someone​ who hasn’t moved‍ even once so‌ far should say.”‍

If‍‍ during the duels​‌ he had managed⁠​⁠ to take down‌ Felicia, it would​​⁠ have been worth⁠​‍ it, even if​⁠​ several died.

With⁠‌​ a minimum of‌ skill, they should’ve⁠‌‌ stepped up at‍‌‌ least to wear⁠ her down.

But‌⁠​ until now, he‌​​ had stayed on‍ the sidelines. In​‌ Norvek’s eyes, that​​ only meant he‌ didn’t even reach⁠​‍ the bare minimum​⁠​ to be sent‌ out.

“My‍​ name is Lucian‌​‌ Grimaldi Valdeck. The‌​ one who defeated‍ Harald, the Wolf​ Hunter. If you‍ have any name‍​ worth mentioning, say⁠ it now.”

“…If⁠​ I had one,‌ I would’ve said‍‍‍ it long ago.‌‍‍ In the end,​‍ you come poking​⁠‌ at wounds.”

The​​‍ middle-aged knight murmured​ bitterly as he‌‍ took his stance.‍‍ It was steady,⁠‌ but no special‍⁠ aura could be⁠ sensed.

It‍​ didn’t seem like‍ he was hiding‍‌ it—his level simply​‌ wasn’t high enough‍ to emit one.‌

Lucian‍⁠ spoke to the‌ knight, who looked⁠​‌ at him without⁠​ a hint of​‌​ fear.

“Even‍ so, you truly‍ are a knight.”⁠

The​ knight responded with​‌ a bitter smile.‌

“I‌‌ always have been.”⁠

***‍

Swish!‍

Lucian​‌‍ shook the blood‌ from his sword‌​⁠ onto the ground.‌

Just⁠​ as he expected,⁠‌‌ the skills of⁠‍ the three remaining⁠‍ knights weren’t much,‍⁠ so he was⁠‌ able to bring​ them down without‍​‌ difficulty.

After‌ finishing off the‌⁠‍ stragglers as well,‌ Lucian called for⁠‌ Gareth, the commander⁠⁠ of the Blue​​ Rose Knights.

“Sir‌‌⁠ Gareth, take the​‍‍ order and seize⁠⁠‍ the territories Calix​ once occupied.”

“Just‌‌ us? Without support‍⁠ from other troops?”‌

Gareth⁠⁠ replied with some⁠ discomfort.

He‍‌ trusted in their‌‍‌ strength, but still,⁠ launching a siege​​​ with only a knightly order was‍‍⁠ excessive. Sensing his​‍​ concern, Lucian smiled‌‌‍ and added.

“There‌⁠‌ won’t be any​⁠⁠ fighting. That old‍​⁠ man likely came‍‌ here to face​‍ me without even​⁠‍ leaving behind a minimum security force.​⁠ Just go and‌ plant the flag.”‌‌⁠

“And‍ what if the‌ citizens, terrified, don’t‌⁠ open the gates?”⁠

“Take​ some of the‍‍ knights’ heads lying‌ around and show⁠‍​ them. Once they⁠ understand it’s all‌ over, they’ll open‌⁠‌ up whether they‌ want to or⁠​‌ not.”

“Understood.”‌

Though​‍⁠ he answered promptly,‌​​ Gareth’s expression still⁠ held subtle unease.⁠‍

It⁠‍​ was understandable—Lucian had​ just turned seventeen.​

He’d‌⁠ barely have any‌​​ experience in war,​⁠ yet he spoke‍‌‍ as if he‌‌‌ fully understood the‌⁠‌ state of the‍‌ newly conquered territories.‌‌

It​​ seemed like the‍​‍ great victory had​⁠ inflated his confidence‍‍⁠ too much.

“Well,​ once you go,‌​ you’ll see for⁠ yourself.”

Lucian​⁠ said with a wry smile, realizing‌‍ what Gareth was⁠⁠​ thinking.

The​⁠ doubt was natural,‌‍⁠ but in truth,‍ it all came​‍ from the experience‍‍ of his past⁠ life.

In‍​⁠ chaotic times, when‍​⁠ rulers were cornered,‌ they would often‍ throw all their‌ forces into battle‌ without thinking of​ the consequences.

However,⁠‍ by the time​ it came to‍⁠‍ that, the outcome​ was already decided—and‍ what followed was‌‍‌ always the same.⁠⁠

‘The‌ citizens can still​⁠ be managed, but⁠‌​ the problem is‌‌ the administrators. Once‍‍​ word spreads that​‌‌ Norvek was captured,⁠ they’ll try to‌ flee in secret.‌⁠ They must be⁠ caught first.’

Lucian‍ had no intention⁠‍ of punishing the‍ officials who worked​‌ under Calix.

On⁠‌‌ the contrary, administrators‌⁠‌ were what he‍​‌ needed most to​‍ govern the conquered⁠ lands—population records, tax​‍‍ collection, troop maintenance,‌ average harvests, goods⁠‍‌ production—if the people​​​ managing that vanished,⁠‍​ he’d have to‌ waste enormous resources⁠ recreating everything from‍​​ scratch.

‘The⁠ problem is that‌‌ they flee too⁠‌⁠ often. As soon⁠⁠⁠ as they lose​ a war, they⁠ grab all the⁠‌‌ money they’ve hoarded‌ and disappear.’

It‍​‍ wasn’t hard to⁠‍​ understand.

Looting‌ by unruly soldiers‌‍ or massacres by​ incompetent conquerors weren’t‍ rare. But, regardless‍⁠⁠ of whether he​‍ understood it, their‍‍‍ escape was a huge loss to⁠‍‍ Lucian.

That’s⁠‍​ why he needed‌‍‍ to send the​ knight order first—to​‍‍ detain the administrators‌​⁠ before the outcome‌​‌ of the war‌ became widely known.‌‌

‘If‍‌⁠ there’s no chaos,​‌⁠ they won’t even​⁠‌ dare to run.‍ Once the occupation‌​ is complete, there’ll​ be no need‍​ to pressure them—they’ll​ stay put on‌ their own.’

Lucian‍⁠ turned his eyes​​ away from the​‌ departing Blue Rose⁠⁠⁠ Order.

There‍​‍ were no more⁠ enemies left. Only‌‌‍ soldiers who once‌ served Calix, and‌ others who had⁠‍‍ always belonged to​​‌ Grimaldi. Now, commanding‍ all of them,‍​ Lucian gave the⁠ order.

“We’re⁠⁠‍ returning to Asagrim.”​​

It‌‌‍ was time to‍ announce victory to⁠⁠ those who had​​‌ waited.

***‌⁠‌

Upon‌‌ arriving in Asagrim,‌ the soldiers who⁠‌‌ once served Calix‌‌ began murmuring all⁠‍‍ at once. It‌ wasn’t fear—but astonishment‍⁠‌ and admiration.

“Incredible,‌ there really are⁠‌‍ people living in​‌​ Asagrim!”

“I‌‌ heard a rumor‍ the lord had‌ changed, but it‌ was true?”

“Then…‍‌‍ can we move‍ here too?”

“Although…​ moving to a place without even‍⁠‍ a tavern is​‍ kinda…”

“Idiot!‌⁠ You think the​‍ tavern is the‌ problem now? Do​‌​ you even know‌‍ where you are?”⁠​

“Just‌​‌ buying a house‍ here will make⁠ it worth a thousand times more​ in a few‍​ years!”

Lucian​‌‍ smiled in satisfaction‌⁠ as he listened.​

It​​‌ was precisely that⁠ reaction he’d expected⁠ by bringing the⁠⁠ soldiers here.

‘Just⁠‍‍ as I thought.‌​ If I let​ them tour the‌‌‍ place and then‍‌​ send them back,​⁠⁠ they’ll come on⁠‍​ their own.’

No‌ matter how many⁠⁠ rewards were promised,​​‌ forced relocation always‍⁠‍ created resistance.

The⁠ ideal was for‌ the citizens to‍‍⁠ choose to move‌⁠ voluntarily, without needing‍‍ orders.

And​⁠ Asagrim—considered sacred land⁠ in the North—had‍⁠ enough fame to‍​‌ attract more than⁠⁠‍ enough people.

‘Some​ will only come‍​ to stay a while and resell‌ at a higher‍ price later, but⁠ as long as⁠ the population increases,‌‍ that’s fine. The⁠‍ population has to⁠ grow first for‍​⁠ trade to activate.’⁠⁠​

For⁠ merchants, population equals‌ number of consumers.‌ The higher the​⁠​ population, the more⁠⁠ trade; more trade⁠‌ means more comfort,‌​‍ and that comfort‌ brings even more⁠ people.

Part‍ of the profit‍ would, naturally, become‌‍‌ tax revenue.

“Wait⁠​‍ here a moment.”​‍​

Lucian‌​ left the soldiers‌ outside the citadel‍⁠ and sent for‌⁠​ Lothier, who was‍‌ staying in the‍ White Palace.

The​ former commander of⁠‌⁠ Asagrim’s garrison appeared⁠‌ with a triumphant​⁠‌ look.

“So,⁠ you’ve finally decided​ to accept my​⁠⁠ deal.”

“No.‌⁠ The deal’s off.​⁠ Instead, get to​‌​ work.”

“What?”⁠

“There​⁠⁠ are soldiers from‍‌ outside waiting. Asagrim⁠ seems to have‌​ impressed them quite‍ a bit. Since‌‍⁠ the former garrison‍⁠ members know this‍ place well, guide‌ them and show‍ them the city.”⁠‌

Lothier​⁠ blinked. Was he​‌​ being asked to⁠ act as a tour guide? And⁠ not for nobles,‌‍ but ordinary soldiers?​

“Your​‌‌ Highness, I think⁠‍‍ you’re mistaken. We​ are not your‍ vassals.”

“I​‍ know. We have​‍‌ no relationship. If⁠⁠‍ you think about​‍​ it, you’re more‍ like a freeloading‌⁠⁠ parasite, and I’m‌ a rather generous⁠⁠⁠ landlord.”

At‍ Lothier’s direct complaint,⁠‍‌ Lucian responded with‌ an even sharper‌​ retort. Seeing Lothier‌⁠ open and close‍ his mouth in​‍ speechlessness, Lucian continued.​‍

“So‌‍​ this isn’t an‍​‍ order, but a request. And since‍​‌ I’m making it⁠​ politely, I trust‌‍ you’ll accept.”

“And‍⁠ if I refuse?”⁠‍

“What​​‍ would I do?‌​‍ Nothing. It would​‍ just become clear⁠‍ that you’re a parasite living without​​ working, who won’t⁠ even grant a simple request from‍‍‍ the property owner.”‍

“…”‍

“And⁠⁠ we don’t have‍ food for freeloaders.⁠‍‍ If you won’t​‍ accept even such⁠ a simple task,‍​ you’ll have to⁠‍​ leave.”

Lothier‍​ wanted to argue,⁠ but ended up⁠ lowering his head.⁠⁠‍ It was humiliating,‌⁠⁠ but he was​​‍ still living in‌ Asagrim thanks to‍ Lucian’s generosity.

‘If​ I say I’ll‍‌​ pay rent and‌​ he demands the⁠​ money, I won’t‍‍​ even have enough⁠​ to get back‌‌ to the capital.’​⁠

Realizing‌⁠​ this wasn’t the‌ time to let‌ pride get in⁠‍⁠ the way, Lothier​‌⁠ murmured with a defeated expression.

“…What⁠ exactly do you‌‌ want?”

“I⁠ already said. Guide​‍ the soldiers outside​‌ around Asagrim. Show‍ them the nicest⁠⁠⁠ places to live.”‌‍‍

“And‌‍‍ if I try‌ my best, but⁠‌ the reaction still​​‌ isn’t good?”

“What‌‌‍ would happen?”

Lucian‌ smiled faintly.

“Starting⁠‌ tomorrow, your meals‌‍‌ will get worse.‌ Someone who doesn’t‌​‌ do their job​⁠‍ doesn’t need a full portion.”

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