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A Mercenary’s Rebirth Among Nobles Chapter 63

Chapter 63

Haide‌ was terrified and‍​ fell to his⁠⁠​ knees on the⁠‍​ floor.

“Lu-Lucian,‍⁠⁠ young master. Please,​⁠‌ calm down. I didn’t mean it‍⁠‌ like that.”

“You⁠‌‍ didn’t mean it‌ like that? I heard it exactly‍​‌ like that. Are⁠⁠ you mocking me,‌​‍ suggesting my ears⁠​ don’t work?”

“No!‌‍‍ That’s not it…!”‌

Despite⁠⁠‍ the humiliations that⁠​‌ followed, the only⁠‌ thing that dominated‌‌ Haide’s mind was‌‍ not anger, but⁠⁠‍ fear.

Putting‌​ everything else aside,‍⁠ the real problem⁠ was that the⁠‍‍ emperor’s name had‌ been brought up‍⁠‍ without the slightest​ restraint.

‘Fabricating‍‌‌ false claims and‍ mentioning the emperor‌​ is a crime⁠⁠⁠ of blasphemy. Even‍⁠ if he’s a young master of​ House Valdeck—no, precisely‌⁠‍ because he’s from​‍‌ House Valdeck—this is⁠ even more dangerous.’​⁠​

Being‌‍ a great family​​ close to the‍​⁠ emperor, any problem​​ had a high‍⁠ chance of reaching​ his ears directly.‌​‍

At‌⁠ the same time,‌‍⁠ a grand duke’s‍ son who spoke​ of the emperor​⁠ lightly was automatically​​‍ at a disadvantage​ in the competition‍ for the headship‌​‌ of the family.‍‍‍

And⁠ even knowing all‌‌ of that, he‍ had mentioned the‌‍‍ emperor, his sons,⁠‌ and even his‌ closest allies openly.​‍ That could only​‌ mean one thing—everything‌‌⁠ was true.

‘And‍‍​ on top of⁠‍ that, he has‍‌‌ the emblem of⁠⁠ the Knights of‌ the Black Scale,‌ the First Prince’s‌‌‌ personal guard…’

“I‌⁠⁠ can hear your⁠ brain spinning. Are‌⁠‌ you thinking of‌ what more you‌ can demand from‍ me?”

Lucian’s‍​⁠ voice brought Haide⁠⁠ back to reality.‍⁠

He‍‍⁠ bowed violently, slamming⁠ his forehead against​‍ the floor.

“Please,⁠​ forgive me! I was insolent!”

“Of​‍⁠ course you were.⁠ A worm living​ off imperial benevolence,​ acting as if‌ he were the​⁠​ emperor’s representative. His‌‌⁠ Majesty would love​‌ to hear that.”‌⁠

“…”‌

“This​ is perfect. You​⁠ seem quite proud‍‌​ of your research‍​ achievements. What do⁠‌ you say we‍ go together to​‌ present them to⁠ His Majesty? He​‍ said he wanted⁠​‍ to speak with​ me again, so‍​‌ we can go‍‍⁠ together.”

The​‍‌ cold sweat running⁠‌ down Haide’s forehead⁠ soaked the floor‍⁠‌ like a waterfall.‍‍

The‌​​ alchemist guild was​​‍ already seen as‍ a somewhat parasitic⁠ group even at⁠ the imperial court.‌‍​

And‌ if it were⁠⁠ discovered that one⁠​‌ of its members‌‍‌ had invoked the‌⁠‌ emperor’s name to‍​ pressure a comrade​ who had fought⁠‌ on the battlefield?⁠

Even‍ before the emperor‍ got upset, it⁠​ was very likely‌​ the alchemist guild‌ itself would take‍ the lead and‌‍ hang him in‌⁠ the town square.‍

“Is​‌ there anything you’d‌⁠ like to say‍⁠ before we go‌‌​ see His Majesty?”‍​‌

Lucian⁠ spoke coldly. Finally‌‌⁠ aware of his⁠​​ situation, Haide responded⁠‌ with his forehead​ pressed to the​‍‍ floor.

“I’ll⁠ give you everything‌‌⁠ you want—just please,‍​‌ let me live.”⁠⁠‍

***⁠‌

After‍ reestablishing the hierarchy,⁠⁠ Lucian waited calmly​ for Ian to‌ wake up.

Haide,​‌⁠ the owner of‍‌ the house, had‍ to sit curled‌‍ up in a corner, at the​‌ mercy of Lucian’s‌ mood.

“I…‍‌‍ if you’d like,⁠ I could serve‌ you some tea…”‌​‌

“Shut‍‍‍ up and stay⁠ still. You seem‍​ incapable of even⁠‍ preparing tea, so‍​‌ don’t say anything‌ stupid.”

“…”​​‍

Faced‍​ with those words​ hitting right on‍ target, Haide shrank‍ back again.

In⁠ reality, Lucian didn’t‌ want to take⁠‍‍ his eyes off‍‌ Haide for even‌ a second.

‘It⁠​ would be a problem if he‌‍​ happened to see⁠ the nectar research⁠‍ materials. Most of‍‍ it is on⁠‍ the second floor,‌‍ but there’s always​​‌ the chance he​‌⁠ left something elsewhere.’‍

Haide​‍ was pathetic, but‍‍⁠ after all, he‌⁠‍ was still an‌‌ alchemist.

If‌⁠ he saw Ian’s⁠ records, he’d surely⁠ grasp at least​ part of their‌ value. Until he​‌‍ retrieved everything related​​ to the nectar,‍​​ Lucian planned to‌ keep him under‌⁠‌ constant watch.

Shortly‍​ after, Raymond came​ out of the‍‍ room after checking‌‍ on Ian’s condition.‌‌‍

“He’s⁠ awake.”

“How⁠‍ does he look?”⁠⁠‌

“Other‌ than some fatigue,​⁠‌ he’s fine. He‌⁠ can talk without‍⁠ issue.”

“Good.‌‍​ Go talk to‌ him. I’ll stay‌⁠ here to keep‌ watch over this⁠‌ guy.”

“Understood.”‍

“Huh?‌ But this is​ my house…”

Lucian​⁠ ignored Haide’s timid‍‍ protest and entered‌​⁠ the room.

Ian⁠​​ was sitting up‌⁠ in bed, raised⁠‌ only to his‌ waist, looking at‌ Lucian.

“You‌​‍ just woke up,​⁠ so you must⁠​ be confused. I’ll​ start by explaining—”‍​

“I‍‍‍ know.”

“What?”​​

“I​ wasn’t completely unconscious.‍​‌ I didn’t have‍ the strength to‍‍⁠ move, but I woke up several​​ times. And also…‍ this house doesn’t⁠‍ have very good​‌‍ soundproofing.”

I see. It wasn’t‌ what he expected,‌‌‌ but if there‍⁠ was no need⁠‌‌ to explain, all‌​ the better.

With‍​ his head lowered,⁠‍ Ian muttered with⁠​‍ a worried expression.‌‍

“So‍ now I’m going‌‌ to the Grand‍​‍ Duke Valdeck’s estate?”‍

“That’s⁠‍ right. Your master‍ agreed as well.​​​ You said you‌​ didn’t have another⁠ tutor, right?”

“I‍ see. He recognized⁠‍ the value of‍‍ my invention—and got​ greedy.”

“…Huh?”‍‌‍

“I​⁠‌ know. I’ve created‍​ a once-in-a-century invention.‌​ Who wouldn’t covet​​ such a treasure?⁠⁠ After achieving something​⁠ unprecedented, of course​‍ they’d want to⁠‌ claim my knowledge.”⁠​

Lucian⁠‌‍ blinked, stunned. He‌ wasn’t entirely wrong,​‌ but that sounded‍​‍ like quite the​⁠⁠ exaggerated self-praise.

After‌‌​ thinking for a moment, Ian spoke‍‍‌ trembling, as if‌‍ squeezing out each​ word.

“Please.⁠⁠ I’ll tell you⁠ the full manufacturing‍ method, so please‍⁠ let me continue⁠‌⁠ researching.”

“What​‌ are you talking‌‍‍ about?”

“I​‌ know. A novice​ orphan like me,‌‍⁠ with such great‍ knowledge—they’ll just take​‌ the method and⁠ eliminate me, right?​‍ Torture me until‌​‍ I spill everything‍‍ and then cut​ my throat to​‍ silence me…”

“Wait,⁠​⁠ wait, wait!”

Lucian‌‌‍ interrupted him hurriedly.⁠‍ He had thought⁠‍‍ no explanation would‍ be needed, but‍‌‌ it seemed Ian⁠ had fallen into‍ serious misunderstanding.

“What⁠‌‌ nonsense is this​⁠‍ all of a sudden? Why would‌ I need to‍⁠ torture you for​ information?”

“Eh?​‌ Didn’t you come​ because you coveted‍ the method for​ that medicine?”

“Of​ course I’m interested,​‍‌ but there’s no⁠‍ need to do‍​ something like that.​​​ I just need⁠‌ to hire you.⁠​ And of course,‌ let you keep​​‍ researching.”

“B-but…‍​‌ once I give​‍‍ you the knowledge,⁠‍‍ I’d be useless,‍​ so you’d need‍ to silence me…”⁠​

“That’s‌⁠ something you do⁠‍⁠ to someone who‍ gets information they‌ shouldn’t by accident.⁠‌‍ You’re the original‌‍​ creator. If you‍​‍ keep researching, you‌‌ could achieve even‍​ greater results. Why⁠​ would I do​ something so stupid?‍ It’d be like⁠ killing the goose⁠ that lays the‌‍‍ golden eggs.”

“…”‌​‍

Ian‍ blinked a few‌⁠ times, and his​ face turned red.‍‍ He finally seemed‍​‍ to realize the⁠‌ future he had⁠‌‍ imagined was just​⁠‌ a fantasy.

“Anyway,​ where did you​​ even get those‌ ideas? From what‍‍‌ I can tell,⁠⁠⁠ you never leave​ this place and​⁠ just focus on​‌ research.”

“F-from…‍ The Tragedy of​ the Silverfall Family.”⁠⁠

“The‌‌‍ Tragedy of the​​‍ Silverfall Family?”

“It’s‍⁠ a novel that⁠ was popular in‌⁠‍ the capital a few years ago…”‍

Seeing⁠‌ Ian respond in⁠ an almost inaudible‍ voice, Lucian let‌ out a dry‍‍ laugh.

More‌‍⁠ than research, what​ this boy needed​‍‌ urgently was to⁠​ learn how the⁠⁠ real world works.⁠⁠​

***⁠

“I‍ thank you in​​ advance, young master.”​​⁠

As‌ soon as he​ understood the situation,‍​​ Ian changed his​‍ attitude instantly, bowing‌‍ his head with‌⁠ impeccable obedience.

His⁠⁠‌ complete lack of‌‍ resistance was such​‌‌ that even Lucian‌‌ felt slightly bewildered.‍

“Just‌​ to be clear⁠‍ from the start—even​​ if I hire​‌ you, that doesn’t‌⁠ mean you’ll go⁠‍ back to researching⁠⁠ immediately. For several‌⁠‍ years, you’ll have‌‍ to focus solely‍‌ on producing the⁠ medicine you developed‌⁠ today.”

“I​​⁠ don’t mind. After​ all, the result‌‍⁠ of the clinical⁠⁠ trial only happened‍​ once. If I can gain more‌‍‌ information by making‌ it repeatedly, it’s‍ even better for​ me.”

“You’ll​ also be lacking​‌ alchemy books. Unlike‍ the guild, there‍ will be times‌‌​ when you won’t‌ have access to​‌ the information you‍ need.”

“I’ve​​‍ already read all‍⁠⁠ the books I had access to.‌‌ To consult more⁠ important information, I’d⁠ have to be‍‍ promoted in rank—and⁠‌ who knows when‌​⁠ that would happen.”​‍⁠

Wouldn’t​​ he rise in​‌‌ rank immediately just‌‌ by showing the‌‌⁠ medicine he created?​​

Lucian‍⁠ tilted his head,⁠ and catching his⁠ meaning, Ian gave​‌​ a bitter smile.​‌

“To⁠‍⁠ show my research⁠‌‌ results to others,​​ I had to​ go through my​⁠‌ master. And I know very well‍‍ what kind of‌‌ person he is.​​​ Even if he⁠‌⁠ was my benefactor,‌‌ if I had‌​ shown him this​‌​ data…”

“He’d​‌​ drain it completely⁠‌ and present it‌‍​ all as his‌‍⁠ own achievement. I understand what you​ mean.”

Ian‍‍ didn’t respond and‍​‌ continued organizing the​ documents.

Even‍⁠ if it was⁠‍ true, he seemed‌ uncomfortable speaking ill‍ of his master‍⁠ directly.

“All‍⁠​ done.”

Ian​​​ smiled broadly after⁠‍‌ finishing organizing the‍​⁠ documents. The material‌ they would take‍ amounted to just⁠‍‍ about three thick‌‌ books; the rest⁠‌ was piled in⁠ a corner like‌⁠‍ trash.

“What’s‍ that?”

“Incorrect‍⁠‌ hypotheses and failed⁠​ cases due to‍ errors. They’re not‍ important—they can be​ thrown away.”

“Just‌‌ in case, burn​ them before we‍ leave. It would​‍ be troublesome if​‌⁠ someone saw them​ and got useless​⁠⁠ ideas.”

Lucian‍ called Raymond, and‌‍⁠ they threw all​‌​ the discarded documents‍‍ into the fireplace,‌​ burning them completely.‍⁠‌

Only‍​‍ after confirming they⁠​​ had turned to⁠⁠ ash did Lucian​⁠ let out a sigh of relief.‍

‘Now‌ the nectar formula⁠⁠ belongs to me‌⁠‌ alone.’

He‌ still couldn’t make‌ it public, but​ at last, Lucian​ had an exclusive‍‍⁠ weapon—something different from‌​ everyone else’s.

A way to attract‍⁠​ talent, a medicine⁠​ to heal a weak body, a method to create‍‍‍ powerful soldiers, a commercial product to‍‍ strengthen finances.

The‌​ nectar was a treasure of immeasurable⁠ power, no matter‍ how it was​‍​ used.

“Then⁠​ let’s go. No‍ need for you​⁠⁠ to come with​ us—stay home.”

“D-dear‍ Lucian… at least⁠​​ the research funds⁠ that brat misused…”​​‌

“Do​​ you want to‌​⁠ come with me⁠ to see His‌ Majesty?”

“No!‌ My apologies!”

Haide,‌ who had tried​‍⁠ to take advantage‍‍​ of the moment,‍ immediately backed off⁠⁠​ under Lucian’s sharp⁠ gaze. Ian, who​​‍ had been watching‌ the scene in​‌⁠ silence, bowed to‍​ his master.

“Master,‍‍ thank you for⁠⁠‌ everything until now.​ Even though we’re‍‍ parting in such‌ an unexpected way,⁠ I’ll never forget‌​​ the kindness you⁠‌‍ showed me.”

“And‍‍⁠ someone who doesn’t‌ forget kindness dips‍ his hand into​ his master’s money?‍ You’ve got some‍ nerve.”

“I‌ truly apologize for‌ that. But you​‌ used the research⁠ funds granted by⁠⁠ the kingdom for​ your personal leisure‍‍ for a long‌​‍ time. Though I took that money,⁠‍⁠ I achieved a great result with‌‍​ it. As a scholar, please understand​‍‌ me.”

“How​‍ dare you say‍​⁠ such—!”

“…”‌⁠

“Wow…‍ I didn’t expect⁠‍​ to hear such‍⁠⁠ sensible words. As​ your master, I’m​ proud of you.‌ I hope you‌‍‌ find happiness.”

“Yes,‍⁠ Master.”

Ian‌⁠ gave a bitter‌ smile seeing his​‌ master, now pale​⁠ under the murderous‍‌‌ pressure radiating from‌ Lucian and Raymond.​​

In‍ the end, as‌‌​ always, he was‌‍ infinitely weak in‌ the face of​ power.

***​‍

After​​ accomplishing his goal,‍‌ Lucian searched one​ last time for‍ John from the‌⁠⁠ Thieves’ Guild before​​ leaving the capital.‍‍

He⁠⁠‌ planned to leave⁠​​ a thin thread‌⁠‍ of connection as⁠ insurance for the⁠⁠ future.

However,⁠⁠ John completely vanished‌ and never appeared‍ before Lucian again.‍

“How‌​ strange. He must‍​‌ have known I was here by⁠⁠ now. Why won’t‌‌ he show up?”⁠‍‍

“It’s‌ a normal reaction‌‍ for a thief.​‌​ Once he realized‌​ how close this‍ is to the‍‌ imperial palace, fleeing‍​‍ was the obvious⁠​‍ choice. Besides, the​‍ deal is over—he​‌‌ wouldn’t want to‌‍ get further involved.”⁠

“I‌ suppose you’re right.”‍​‌

Lucian​‍​ felt a slight‌‌‍ regret, thinking maybe‍‍⁠ he should’ve threatened‍‌‍ him to force⁠‌ another appearance, but⁠ decided to let‍⁠⁠ it go.

After‌⁠‌ all, it was‌ just a kind⁠ of insurance. If​‍​ there was no‍‍⁠ fate, there was‍​‌ nothing to be​ done.

Returning‍​⁠ to the Black⁠​‍ Scale Knights’ lodgings⁠ with Ian, Lucian⁠ returned the badge‍⁠ and expressed his‍ gratitude.

“Thank‌⁠ you very much.⁠‍‍ Thanks to this‌‌‍ emblem, I avoided​‍ quite a few‌‍‍ problems.”

“If‍ it helped you,⁠‍ the honor is‍​⁠ ours.”

In⁠​ response to his‍​​ sincere thanks, the‍​⁠ knight smiled broadly​ as he accepted⁠ the badge.

He​​​ seemed happy to​‌‌ have repaid even​⁠ a small part‌⁠⁠ of the debt‌‍ he owed Lucian‌ from the battlefield.‌​⁠

Before‌ departing, Lucian retrieved⁠ the horses they‌​‌ had left in‍‍ care and clicked⁠​‌ his tongue inwardly.‌⁠​

‘They‌ took care of​ them too well.‌ They’ve fattened up⁠ quite a bit​ in just a few days.’

Even⁠‍ normal care would‍ have sufficed, but​​ they had been‍‌ treated with extreme‌ attentiveness.

Once‌ again, it was​​ clear how much​ the Black Scale‍⁠ Knights valued Lucian.‌‌

“Have‌ a good trip,​ young master.”

“Thank‌ you. May you⁠⁠ all enjoy good​ health.”

Bidding⁠ farewell courteously to​⁠​ the end, Lucian‌ rode toward the‌​ open gate in‌ the wall. Seeing​ the hidden mechanism​ for the first‌‌ time, Ian murmured‌ in awe.

“I‌‌ can’t believe there⁠ was a hidden‍‍⁠ entrance like that‍⁠ in the wall…”‌‍​

“Don’t‍‌ go around spreading​‍⁠ that. It’s a sign of the‌ trust your lord⁠‍ received from them;​​​ don’t break it⁠⁠​ lightly.”

“Yes!”‌

Ian‍‌​ responded in a firm voice, full‍ of discipline. He‍‌⁠ seemed to be⁠‌‍ learning the proper⁠​⁠ attitude—not as a scholar, but as‍ a vassal serving⁠‍ his lord.

At‌‍ that diligent attitude,‍‌ Lucian smiled slightly.‌

“Don’t⁠​ be so stiff.⁠​ That kind of‍‌‌ mindset comes gradually‌​​ by observing veterans.​⁠ Instead, focus on‍ your research. That’ll⁠‍‍ be more useful‌​ to me.”

“Yes,​⁠ my lord!”

Happy⁠ to be able‍ to continue his‍⁠⁠ research, Ian responded⁠​⁠ enthusiastically.

Satisfied,​​ Lucian took the⁠ reins and quickened⁠ his pace.

It‍‍⁠ was time to‌ return to Kelheim.​⁠

***⁠⁠⁠

The‍​ return journey was⁠​‍ as peaceful as⁠⁠ when they had‍ headed to the​‍​ capital.

Although​⁠‍ Ian’s poor physical‍⁠ condition required more‍⁠ stops, aside from‌​ that, it was⁠ a comfortable trip.‌‌

Days​⁠ later, upon arriving‌‍ in Kelheim, Ian‌‌​ couldn’t hide his‌‍‌ amazement.

“I‍​​ didn’t know such‌​ a big city⁠ existed outside the​​​ capital.”

“Doesn’t​ seem like something‌ that would surprise⁠‍‌ someone who lived‍ in the capital.”‌

“I‌​⁠ used to live​‌ in a small​‌⁠ town. When my​ master accepted me‍ as a disciple,‌ I moved to‍ the capital, but​ I thought all⁠​‌ other cities were​ the same.”

According‌‍ to Ian, even⁠​ though he lived⁠⁠ in the capital,​ the places he‌‍⁠ could go were⁠​ so limited that⁠⁠ it barely qualified​‌ as capital life.⁠

He‌ practically only knew​​ Haide’s house, the⁠​ market, and a few herbal shops.​​

“My​⁠⁠ master hated city​⁠‍ life, saying it⁠ only made people‍‌ spend money on​⁠‌ useless things. Will‌​‌ I be able⁠ to move freely⁠⁠‍ here?”

“As​‌ long as you‌​ don’t wander into⁠‌‌ back alleys, there‍‌​ won’t be a problem. I’ll assign​‍​ you a veteran⁠‌ so you can⁠⁠ learn your way‍‍ around.”

“Thank‍ you, my lord!”⁠⁠

While‌​ chatting, Lucian entered⁠ the outer city‍ heading for the⁠​​ inner city.

It‌​‌ was then that‌ Raymond, who had‌​ been observing silently,‍​​ approached and whispered.‍​

“My​ lord, the atmosphere​‌‍ around us is​​ strange.”

“Strange?”⁠‍

“It’s​ hard to explain.‍ See for yourself.”​‍‍

Hearing​⁠⁠ the title “my⁠ lord” instead of‌⁠ “third young master,”‌ Lucian looked around.‌‍​

People‌⁠‌ were gathering here⁠ and there, murmuring‍‌ among themselves non-stop.⁠‍⁠

Sensing‌⁠ the unusual mood,⁠ Lucian called out⁠ to a nearby​⁠ patrol.

“Hey,⁠ friends. Come here‌‍ a moment.”

“Who​ dares…? G-greetings, third​⁠⁠ young master!”

“Forget⁠‍⁠ the greetings. Tell‍ me, the atmosphere‍‌‍ in the territory⁠ is strange. Did​ something happen?”

One‍‍⁠ of the guards,⁠⁠ still kneeling, responded⁠‌‌ with a confused‍ expression.

“You⁠⁠​ didn’t know? Today‍⁠‌ is the investiture⁠‌⁠ ceremony of Swordmaster‌‌ Eisen’s heir.”

“Oh,⁠‍‌ so the day​‌⁠ finally came. I suppose everyone is‌ curious about who​​‌ the ceremony’s star⁠ will be.”

“That​‌‌ too, but more⁠ than that, the‌ other young masters…”​⁠

The‍‌‍ guard immediately covered‌ his mouth, realizing‍ his mistake.

But⁠ what had been⁠ said couldn’t be‍‌ undone. Unable to​​ endure Lucian’s inquisitive‌ gaze, he finally‌​ confessed with a tense face.

“There​ are rumors that‍ the other young⁠‌ masters are aiming​⁠ for Swordmaster Eisen’s⁠​ heir. They say⁠‌ once the investiture‍‍ ends and he​ becomes a knight,⁠​‍ he’ll be able⁠‌⁠ to choose his​​​ lord, and they’re‌ planning to secure⁠ his oath of‍ loyalty.”

“Ho…”​⁠​

Lucian‍‌ narrowed his eyes⁠‍ as he heard‍ the explanation.

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