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A Mercenary’s Rebirth Among Nobles Chapter 113

Chapter 113

Lucian,⁠‍ who had been⁠ about to smack⁠ Colin on the​ back of the‍ neck, stopped and⁠‌ let out a sigh as he⁠‍‍ muttered.

“I‌ guess recreating it​⁠ is impossible.”

“Huh?‍ What do you​ mean…? Ah.”

Only​⁠ then did Colin‌​ remember a fact‌⁠ he had overlooked.​ Dragons had already‍ been extinct on⁠ the continent for​‌ a very long‌‌​ time.

There‌ are numerous records‍ in historical documents,⁠​ and some weapons‌​‌ made from their‍‍‌ bones and scales‌‍‌ are still preserved.‌​

However,‍‌​ the last sighting​ of a living‌ dragon had occurred​​ a thousand years⁠​ ago, so they⁠​ could be considered‌ long gone.

‘And‌ the other materials‍‌ are even worse.‌⁠⁠ What did you‌ say—giants and mermaids?’⁠‌​

Giants‍‌​ were creatures that‍‍ existed even before‌ the era of‌​‍ dragons. In fact,​‍​ even in times⁠‍‍ when dragons ruled⁠⁠‍ the world, the​ phrase “giants already​‌‌ extinct” appeared. So⁠ even when this​‍ book was written,‍⁠ seeing one must⁠‍ have been nearly​‍​ impossible.

Mermaids⁠ were even more⁠​ far-fetched. Unlike dragons⁠ and giants, who‌ at least appeared⁠​ in history books,⁠ mermaids only existed⁠ in stories and‌‍ legends.

In‌⁠ a way, this‌‍ fabrication manual served​ as proof that⁠​ mermaids had really‍‍​ existed.

‘The‍‌‍ only somewhat possible​⁠‍ one would be​‍​ fairies… but we⁠ don’t even know⁠ how to find⁠ them.’

A sigh escaped from​‍ Lucian’s lips. He​ had thought he’d​‌ found a technique⁠⁠ for creating artifacts,​‌​ but not a single one of‌​‍ the required materials‍ could realistically be​ obtained.

“I…⁠ I’m so sorry.⁠‍‍ I got excited⁠⁠ without checking the‌‌ details properly…”

“Forget​​ it. We’re talking​ about an artifact—it’s⁠‍ normal to react‍ like that. Rather,‌⁠ tell me—what about​‍‍ the other books?⁠ Don’t tell me‌ they’re all artifact⁠ manuals.”

Even⁠‍⁠ if they were‌ all called artifacts,​⁠⁠ it didn’t mean⁠​ they had the‌‌ same effects, and‍ therefore the materials‍ would vary.

However,‍‍‌ considering the power‍ of artifacts, it‌ was expected that⁠ they would all⁠⁠‌ be similarly difficult‌ to create. If​ all the books‍​‌ were only about​ that, there wouldn’t‌‌ be anything usable.‌‍

Luckily,​⁠ Colin gave the‍ answer Lucian had​‌‌ been hoping for.​

“I​⁠​ haven’t gone through​ the contents thoroughly,⁠ but judging by⁠⁠ the covers, they‍​‌ look like manuals‍⁠‍ for making common​ magical tools. There’s‍‍ a bit of​⁠‍ everything—from weapons to‍ everyday utensils.”

“That’s​⁠ a relief—though I guess we’ll know​ if it really​ is once we‌​ check the required​‍ materials.”

After⁠​‍ such a disappointment‌‌ with the artifacts,⁠‌‌ Lucian now even‌​ doubted the common‌‍ magical tool manuals.‍​⁠

And​‌‍ what if they​​‌ also required materials⁠⁠ that only existed⁠ a thousand years⁠‍‌ ago?

Noticing‌‌‍ Lucian’s expression, Colin‍‌ quickly bowed and‌‌​ said,

“Although‍ artifact creation is‌​ absurdly difficult, most​⁠ magical tools are​​​ not. Also, the‍‌ required materials can‌‌⁠ usually be substituted‌ relatively easily, so​‍​ don’t worry.”

“Is‌ it really that⁠ simple?”

“If​⁠‌ the function you‍‍ want is well‌ understood, it’s not‌‌⁠ complicated. The books⁠ are much more‌ detailed than they‍​‍ seem, so there​ won’t be a need for too‌ many blind attempts.”‍‌‍

At‍‌‌ Colin’s confident response,​ Lucian nodded. If‍​ an expert spoke‍ with such confidence,‌ he had to⁠‍ have reasons.

While‍‌ waiting for Colin‌ to go through⁠​ the books, a sudden doubt crossed​⁠​ Lucian’s mind.

‘Now​​‍ that I think‌‍ about it… what‌ kind of function‍⁠​ did that artifact​ have to require‌ such absurd materials?’⁠‍‌

Lucian‌​ had only heard​‍​ it was an‍ artifact, but not⁠​ what type of‌⁠ artifact it was.⁠

Colin,⁠ who apparently had​‌ gotten carried away‌ by the word⁠‌ “artifact” without reading‌⁠‍ carefully, hurriedly flipped⁠​ to the final​‌​ pages after hearing‍ the question.

“This‍⁠ artifact is a climate manipulation device.”‍

“Climate‍ manipulation?”

“Yes.​‌‍ According to this,‍‌​ it can alter‌ the weather in​ a fairly wide⁠ area. However, its‍‍‌ function is limited​​‌ to lowering the​‍‌ temperature, causing blizzards,⁠​ snowstorms, and turning‌ the affected zone‍ into an uninhabitable‌‍⁠ place for humans…”‍‌​

Colin​ stopped mid-explanation.

With​‌ a pale face,‌ he looked up‍‍⁠ at Lucian.

Lucian,⁠‍ who had reached​ the same conclusion,​‍⁠ simply nodded in​⁠​ silence.

‘Unnaturally‍ low temperatures, permanent‍‌‌ winter all year⁠‌‌ round, constant snowfall​ and blizzards.’

According‌ to what Lucian‍ knew, there was⁠⁠ only one place​‌ like that in​ the entire Empire.‍

‘The‍⁠ North.’

A cold so unnatural⁠ people called it⁠‍ a curse.

For​‌ the first time,​‌‍ the suspicion arose‌ that perhaps that‌ cold wasn’t a natural phenomenon, but​​‌ something artificially created.‌

***‍

The‌‍‍ vassals who emerged⁠⁠​ after inspecting the⁠ treasure chamber were⁠ wrapped in deep​ excitement.

Those‍‍⁠ who already knew‍ of its existence,⁠‌​ because at last‍ that chamber would‌ be opened.

Those‌⁠ who didn’t, because‌​​ they realized that​⁠ with such a treasure, nothing was‌‌ impossible.

However,‌​ the only one​‌ who remained calm‌​​ was the Swordmaster‌⁠ Eisen.

“First,​‌ we must gather‍‌​ the right people.”‌‌

With‍‌‍ a face weathered​ by the years,‌ Eisen addressed Lucian.⁠ He was referring⁠‍ to deciding beforehand‍ who would be⁠ assigned to research​⁠‌ that legacy, and⁠⁠‍ only then making⁠‌‌ it public.

“Unless‍‍⁠ you want to‍​ attract someone specific,⁠ there’s no need‍ to reveal the‌‌​ legacy right away.‍‍ If you do‍ it too early,​‌ you’ll only attract‌ flies.”

Lucian⁠⁠ nodded at Eisen’s‍‍⁠ advice.

Whether​‍‌ in business or‍⁠‍ research, those who⁠ offer help tend‍‌ to demand their‍‍‍ share.

If⁠‌ Lucian revealed the‌‌‍ legacy just like‍ that, feudal lords​ would swarm in​⁠ to stick their‍ spoons into the⁠‍ pot.

On⁠⁠‍ the other hand,​‍ if the shares​ were distributed beforehand,‌⁠ no one could‌​ interfere later.

It‌​⁠ wasn’t bad advice—but‍ Lucian had a reason he couldn’t⁠​‌ follow it.

“It’s​⁠⁠ a good suggestion,​ but right now‌‌⁠ I need that‌‌ bait.”

“Do⁠ you have someone‍⁠ specific in mind?”​

“Not​‌ exactly. But mages‌ only gather when⁠ there’s bait in‍​‍ front of their⁠ eyes.”

The​‍‍ vassals’ eyes turned‌ to Colin.

They​ had hired Colin​ for magical research,​ and yet Lucian⁠‌ spoke of attracting⁠⁠‍ more mages. Under‍ their gazes, Colin​ let out a sigh.

“I’m​​‌ ashamed to admit⁠‌‍ it, but even​‌ if I jump⁠⁠ in headfirst, this​​‍ isn’t a field⁠ where I can‍‍⁠ get results alone.‍ Even with several‌‍ mages working together,​ this would take​‌‍ years…”

“Isn’t​‌ it enough to‌ bring people from⁠⁠​ your own school?⁠‍ Doesn’t seem necessary‌‌​ to share the‌⁠‌ dish with others.”⁠⁠

At‌‍⁠ Hugo’s blunt and‌‍‍ cutting question, Colin⁠ gave a bitter‍ smile.

“It’s‍​ not about sharing.‍​​ The Celestial School⁠⁠ simply doesn’t have‍‍‍ enough people.”

“That’s‌⁠​ all? For a school, that’s way⁠​‍ too little, isn’t‌⁠ it?”

“Actually,‌​ it’s quite a lot. Most schools‍ that still exist​​‌ today barely have⁠⁠ two or three⁠‌ members.”

As‍⁠‌ Colin explained, increasing‍ disciples carelessly only‍⁠ raised the risk‍ of being caught‌‍‌ in a witch⁠⁠ hunt.

Eisen‍‍‌ frowned, finally grasping‌​‍ the situation.

“I‌‌‍ see—so there’s no⁠⁠​ choice but to⁠ announce the legacy’s‍‌ existence first.”

“Exactly.​ And besides the‌ mages, we also⁠ can’t completely do‍​⁠ without the support​‌ of other lords.‌⁠ The supplies loaned​‌​ by the Empire⁠‍ won’t last forever.”‌⁠‌

Until‌​ recently, Asagrim had​ been an uninhabitable​ imperial territory. There‌ were no trade​​⁠ routes or infrastructure​‍​ at all.

Although​‍ the population would⁠‍‌ grow with time,‌​​ they would need⁠ to wait for​‌‍ rumors to spread‌‌ and merchants to​‌⁠ come.

To‌‍ speed up the‌‍‍ formation of a market and trade,‍ relying on other​ lords at the‍ start was unavoidable.⁠‌

“Before​ depending on others​ forever, we must​‌‍ establish a minimum​ level of self-sufficiency‍ with as little‍⁠ debt as possible.​⁠⁠ Once trade picks‌‌ up, Asagrim will​ become the commercial‍‍ center of the⁠ north.”

“Do‌⁠​ you already have‌‌‌ partners in mind?”​‍

Eisen’s​⁠⁠ voice was full⁠​ of concern. The‍‌ world was full⁠​⁠ of fools who‍‍ thought themselves powerful‌​⁠ with just a tiny debt; choosing⁠ the wrong ally‌ could bring endless‌ problems.

But‍ Lucian smiled with​‍​ complete confidence.

“Of⁠ course. Friends who’ll​​‍ be delighted to‍‌‍ lend a hand.”​‍

***⁠‌⁠

The​⁠‌ dispute over the⁠​ name Grimaldi had‍ come to an⁠ end.

Lucian‌ was the absolute​‍‌ victor, and Calix’s​​ fall inevitably led​‌‌ to its extermination.⁠

The​​ people of the⁠‌‍ north sided with‌‍⁠ Lucian as the‌‌⁠ tide turned, but‌‍ there were those​⁠​ who couldn’t, even‌‌ if they wanted​ to—the allied lords⁠ who had supported​⁠ Calix with resources⁠ and political backing.⁠‍

“So‌ what do we‌​​ do now?”

Hermann,‍​​ head of House‍‍ Glauber, asked the‍‌ other lords gathered‍‍​ in the hall.‌‍ The situation was​‌ a dead end,​⁠ and he hoped​⁠ a solution might⁠ come from putting‍⁠​ heads together.

But​‍ no one answered.⁠⁠‌

After⁠‌‍ a long silence,‍⁠ Hermann slammed the⁠‌ table.

“Stop‌ sitting there like‍​ mutes and say​⁠⁠ something! We have​ to find a way to survive!”⁠‌‌

Still,⁠ no one opened‌‌ their mouth.

Just‍‌‍ as Hermann began⁠​‌ to consider ending‍‍ the meeting—

“Half​⁠‍ useless fools who‌⁠‌ don’t know what‍‌‍ to do, half⁠‍ conformists who think‍‌ sitting still is⁠​ enough. Truly impressive.”‍

The⁠ mocking tone from‌⁠​ the entrance made‌⁠ everyone look up​​ in anger.

“Who‍ dares…?”

Hermann‌​ stood up abruptly—and‍ froze.

The⁠‍ speaker hadn’t been‌‍‌ invited.

“A‍⁠​ pleasure. I see​⁠‍ familiar faces and‌ new ones. I don’t know if​‍ you recognize me.”‍​

“Of⁠‍ course. Aren’t you‌​ the bastard who⁠‌‍ overthrew his own​‌⁠ father and killed‍⁠‍ his brother to​‍‍ steal the position‍​‌ of family head?”​​

“Bastard…?”⁠⁠

Baron⁠‌‌ Beor’s head, Lesta,​ let out a short laugh.

“Aren’t⁠ you the real‌​ bastards? You destroyed⁠‌ in an instant⁠⁠‍ the glory your‌‍‍ ancestors built over‍ generations.”

“…!”‍

“Truly‍​ admirable. How can‌‌‍ you walk with⁠​‌ your heads held‍⁠⁠ so high? If​ it were me,‍‌ I’d be too⁠ busy thinking of‍ what excuse to⁠‍‍ give my ancestors‍‌ in the afterlife.”⁠‌

“Damn‍ you…!”

When‍‍ Hermann lunged, furious,‍ to grab him​⁠ by the collar—‌‌​

Lesta’s⁠‌ expression turned serious,​ and from his​ mouth came an‌⁠ unexpected proposal.

“Duke‌ Lucian wishes to⁠‌ test your sincerity.”​⁠

“Sincerity?”‌‍‍

“He​​ says he needs​ donations to restore⁠ Asagrim’s former glory.‍⁠‍ Labor or material‌ goods will do—as⁠ long as the⁠‍‌ sincerity is sufficient…”​‍​

“What‍‌​ kind of nonsense⁠ is this?!”

Hermann​ roared.

“We‍‍‌ cut ties with‍ Calix long ago⁠ after the assassination‍‌‌ attempt! What right⁠ does he have⁠⁠​ to demand sincerity?”‍

“You​​ know full well.​‌ The crime of‌ having supported a traitor with resources⁠ and backing.”

“Ridiculous!‍‌​ You’d accuse us‍‍ of treason just⁠⁠ over old ties?⁠⁠ Fine! Let him‍‍ try! Let’s see​‍ how grand that‍‍‌ young duke really⁠⁠​ is!”

The​‍⁠ other lords nodded‌⁠ with confident expressions.​

The‌​⁠ reason they had⁠​‌ remained passive until‍‌‍ now was simple—if‌ they all rose‍ together, they would‌‌‍ become a force⁠‍ impossible to ignore.‌

If​​ Lucian didn’t want​ another war, he’d‍⁠ have to turn‌‍ a blind eye.⁠‌

Sensing⁠‌‌ that confidence, Lesta⁠ sneered.

“How⁠‌‍ can you be​‌​ this slow? Do‌⁠ you really think⁠ the duke needs‍​ to come personally?‌⁠ He only has‌ to point out‍⁠ who the traitors⁠‍ are.”

“What?”‌

“If‍‌ you refuse, he’ll‌​​ split this group​​ in two. One⁠ half will be‌ fully pardoned. The⁠ other will be‌ declared traitors and⁠ have their lands​⁠ handed over to⁠​ whoever exterminates them.”‍⁠

“And‍ then—what do you​⁠​ think will happen?”‌​

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