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Star-Embracing Swordmaster Chapter 128: How tall are you? (1)

Chapter 128: How tall are you? (1)

“…If​‌⁠ I were you,⁠ I’d kneel first.‍​ Chief.”

A wolf smiles before‌‌‌ me.

A wolf looking at​‌ the poor flock​​ of sheep that‍​ flock to him.​

As‌‌​ soon as Stephan‌‌​ saw Vlad’s cold‌ eyes pass by⁠⁠⁠ his side, he‍‌⁠ felt goosebumps on⁠ the back of​ his head.

“There’s‌​ only one of‍ him and dozens⁠ of us. If‌‍ you take the‍ lead, we can‌⁠ easily subdue him!”‌

Stephan⁠ involuntarily snorted at‌‍‍ the absurd suggestion⁠‌ of the village⁠⁠‍ chief.

No‌‍​ matter how peacefully‍‌‌ you’ve been living,‌‍‌ you can’t recognize‌⁠​ the threat smiling‍ before you.

This​⁠ person isn’t qualified​ to be the‌⁠ village chief.

“Then⁠ we’ll leave.”

“…What?”​​‍

With⁠⁠ those words, Stephan​ and the mercenaries‌‍‍ began to retreat‌‌ slowly.

The‌ mercenaries, who lived‌‍ at the crossroads​ between life and​‍‌ death, recognized the‍ cruel wolf smiling‌⁠ before them and‍⁠ didn’t hesitate to‌ bow their heads​‍ to him.

“Why​ are you doing‍ this?”

“You⁠‌‍ weren’t hired to⁠ do this in‌ the first place!⁠‍⁠ Why are you‍ retreating?”

The‌​ vigilantes who had​ gathered, each with​ a spear, were‌ surprised to see‍ the mercenaries abandoning​‍ the battlefield without‌ hesitation.

“That‌⁠ person is a knight.”

“What?”​

“That​⁠ guy is a true knight.”

Some​ of the mercenaries​‌ who recognized Vlad⁠‍⁠ quietly informed the‌ villagers even as​‍ they withdrew.

No‌‌ matter how many​​​ of you gather,⁠ you won’t be​ able to handle‍‌‍ the man in⁠ front of you.​‌

“Drop‍ your weapon immediately.​‍​ Idiots.”

“…”‌

The‌​ atmosphere grew colder⁠​ and colder.

Although‍ there was only‌⁠ one, there was⁠⁠⁠ a force in​​ the blue eyes‍ that overwhelmed dozens.‌

Only​ then did the⁠⁠ villagers, realizing what‌​​ was happening, swallow​⁠⁠ nervously and look​ at Vlad.

“You’re⁠ lucky.”

The‍‌⁠ breath of the‍ black horse becomes​​ rough.

Rough‌​‌ enough to trample⁠ the humans in‌​ front of it⁠‍​ at any moment.‌

Because⁠‌ the world touching‌‍⁠ him was trembling​‌ greatly.

“Because‍​ I came here‌⁠ for a quiet‍⁠ vacation.”

Once⁠⁠ this sword is‍ drawn, there’s no‍​ turning back.

Because‌ the world around‍⁠​ me taught me‍‌ that once I draw my sword,⁠ I shouldn’t stop⁠‌ until my work‌‌‌ is done.

And⁠ I’m not used⁠‌ to being patient.⁠‍​

“Don’t⁠‌ waste the last‌​‍ chance I’m offering​‍​ you. Chief.”

Even‍ if you’ve only⁠ lived in a small world, it’s​ time to figure‍​‍ it out.

Who⁠ is the person‍​ you have before‌‍ you now and‌​‌ what are they​⁠ doing to him?⁠

To‌⁠‍ the villagers, who​ finally faced reality‌⁠‍ after going through⁠ anger, shame, and⁠⁠ prejudice, their lips‌ turned blue.

Just‍‍ as the tip​​ of the spear‍ trembled, their eyes‌​‍ also trembled mercilessly.​‌

***​‍‍

“…”⁠

“The⁠ chief’s house in‍ the village, where‌‌‌ a heavy silence⁠‍‌ reigns.

Being​​‌ the largest and‍​ most spacious house⁠ in the village,​​‌ the interior space⁠‍‌ was comfortable, but‌‍⁠ the weight of‍‌ the air was‌‌​ beyond imagination.

“We‍​​ did not dare‌ to acknowledge the​​​ knight…”

“It’s​ 3 gold coins‌‌​ each.”

“Yes?”⁠

Vlad’s​ cold eyes passed⁠⁠‌ over him as‍ he looked at‌ the village chief​⁠‌ who was stupidly‌⁠ questioning him.

“They‌‌ are the guys​‍ who threatened with‌‌ the lance. However,⁠ we cannot ignore⁠​⁠ the guys who‌ invaded Goethe’s house.”⁠

There‌⁠​ were dozens of‍‌ villagers who had​ just aimed their​‍‍ spears at him.⁠‌

However,​‍ if he were‍‍⁠ to kill them​⁠‍ all just because​ they were hostile​​​ towards him, he⁠ would not be‌⁠​ any different from‍ a mere murderer.‍‌

As‌ many rights as‍‌ one may have,​ they must be‍​​ exercised according to‌​⁠ common sense.

“3‌ gold coins per‌⁠ boy.”

“B-but,​‍ sir. In a small village like‌‍‍ ours, 3 gold‌‌ coins…”

“Your​ son is worth​‌ 10 gold coins.”⁠

Even‌ so, the insulting⁠ deal could not‌​ simply be ignored.‌‍‍

Vlad⁠⁠⁠ was proposing a compensation plan before⁠​ which the owner⁠ of this village,​​ Baron Rosmitz, could‍ only nod his‌⁠ head.

Though⁠​‍ it was an‌​ excessive amount of⁠⁠‍ gold coins, it‍‍‍ was like a bolt from the‌​‍ blue for the‌​​ parties who had‍ to pay directly.‍‍‍

“If‍ you really can’t⁠ pay, there are​ other ways.”

“Just‌​⁠ say a word!”⁠⁠

The‌⁠ village chief bowed⁠‌‍ his head and‌‍ tried to find⁠‍​ a solution other‌​ than gold, but⁠‌‌ he should know‌‍ it.

The⁠⁠​ cheapest way to⁠‌ resolve everything in‌​⁠ this world is‌⁠ with money.

“Cut⁠‌ off each of⁠ their left arms.”​

“…That,‍​‌ sir.”

He‌ was a man‌⁠ who grew up‍​⁠ in a tough⁠⁠ place and swore​ to carry a sharp sword for​ the rest of‌ his life.

Vlad’s‍‍ words contained a chilling sincerity that​‍ anyone could understand.​

“Of⁠​ course, your son⁠​ will have to‌​ have both arms⁠ cut off.”

The⁠‍ chief, facing Vlad’s‌​ bright eyes, no‌ longer had the‌‌‌ strength to open⁠‌​ his mouth.

There‌ are no more‍‍⁠ negotiations.

If‌ you reject all⁠‍​ these offers, your‌ son and the‍​⁠ lives of those‍ insolent bastards will‌‍ be lost.

“Is‌ there anything else‌​‌ to say?”

“…No.”​

“Then⁠‌ leave.”

He‍‌​ had put the‌‌ village in crisis‌ with his wrong⁠‍⁠ judgment, but the‍ village chief, who‌‍ had the final‍‍ clue, had no‌⁠⁠ choice but to‌⁠‌ bow his head⁠ and leave.

Because⁠⁠‌ it was none‍ other than themselves‌ who committed an‌‌ irreversible mistake.

“…You​‌‍ also have this⁠ side.”

“It⁠ was good that⁠‌ you didn’t step​ forward. Stephan. I was already thinking‌​​ of putting someone​‌ as an example.”‍‌⁠

Stephan​⁠‍ stopped and lowered‌⁠ the jacket he‍‍ was wearing around‍‍‌ his neck at​​⁠ Vlad’s casual words.⁠⁠​

Vlad’s‍ tone, whose anger​​‌ had not yet‌ subsided, contained thorns⁠‌ difficult to overcome.⁠‍

“Because‍ we knew very‍ well what kind⁠⁠ of person the‍ lord knight was.”‍⁠

Vlad​ pushed away the‌​ tea given to​‍⁠ him by the‍⁠‍ village chief and‌​ stood up.

Vlad​‌‌ continued, looking at‌‌ the numerous bottles⁠‌ of alcohol placed⁠⁠‍ in the cabinet.‌‍​

“But⁠‍‌ how did it​​ end up here?‌ I don’t think⁠ this is going​‌‌ to move to​‌‌ a corner of⁠ the field.”

Is​ this mead?

Vlad’s​‍​ eyes began to⁠‌ gleam as he‌‌ found a bottle​ of liquor that⁠ was not easily‍ found in the⁠‍​ northern part of‌⁠​ the country, where⁠​‌ flowers were rare.​⁠‍

“Well,​⁠ in a way,​‌ the reason we’re​​ here is because​​ of the knight’s‍‌⁠ virtue.”

“…Ah.”‌​

When‍⁠ Vlad realized what​‌​ Stephan meant, he⁠​ fell silent.

“Although⁠‌ it wasn’t so‌ bad. It’s been​‍ a while since‌ I saw the‌⁠ countryside, and my‍​ nose feels refreshed.”⁠

“Let’s‍‍⁠ have a drink​ with this. I’ll​‍ follow you.”

Vlad‍‌ opened the village‌‌‌ chief’s mead without⁠ hesitation as if‍‌ it were his​‌ own and poured⁠ it for Stephan.‍

Vlad⁠‌ had a fight‌ with Count Vitskaya‍‍ in Tanovo.

There‍ was no problem‍​​ for Vlad, who‌ planned to leave⁠‌ anyway, but the⁠​ Thornwood Mercenaries, who​‍‍ planned to establish‌ a new position⁠⁠ there, had no‌ choice but to​​‌ wander around looking‍⁠ for requests.

What​​ Stephan said was‌​ not just an‌⁠‌ insult, it was‍​ the truth.

“So,‌⁠‍ what request did‌‌ you come here‌ for?”

“Mmm…‍‍‌ The principle is‍ not to reveal‍‍ requested information without​​​ the employer’s permission.”‌‍

Vlad‌⁠‌ stopped smiling at‍ Stephan’s joke.

An‍ acquaintance with whom‌​ he had a connection with delicious‌ alcohol.

It‍​ was a moment​ when the atmosphere‍ that had been‌ heavy until now‍‌ was broken.

“You​‍‍ saved my life.‌⁠ This time and⁠ the last one‌‌ too.”

“Yeah.⁠ I don’t know​ what would have‍ happened if it‌​​ hadn’t been for⁠ the knight who‍ was on the‍​⁠ bridge at that‍ time.”

The​ position of mercenary⁠ leader wasn’t something​​‌ you attained just‍ by eating a bit of bread​ and meat.

It’s‍⁠​ also a place⁠ where you have⁠​ to create a comfortable atmosphere and⁠ promote yourself to⁠ your employer, like‍‍‍ now, facing Vlad.​

“It’s‍​​ not really a secret. After all,‌‌ it’s something everyone⁠ knows.”

Stephan,⁠‌ who drank the⁠ drink Vlad offered,⁠​ leaned his head⁠‍⁠ towards Vlad’s as⁠ if someone might‍ be listening and‌‌ silently opened his‍‍‍ mouth.

“It‍ seems like there⁠​‍ will soon be‍‌‍ a war here.”‌

“A‍‌ war?”

“Yes,‍ a territorial war.‍ It’s basically a land dispute between​ nobles.”

When⁠​ completely unexpected words‌ came out of‍‌ Stephan’s mouth, Vlad‌‌ set down his​ drink and straightened‍ up.

A world he had‌ never before experienced‌‌ flowed from Stephan’s‌⁠‌ tongue.

“Continue.”⁠‌‍

“…The‌ request we received‌ from Baron Rosmitz‌ was to protect⁠ this village from⁠‍‌ the bandits.”

The‌ Thorn Mercenaries, seeking​‍ a new area‌⁠ to settle, arrived‌​​ at Wisteria Village​⁠ after being entrusted⁠‍⁠ with a kind‌ of vigilante work.⁠​⁠

This‍ was because bandit⁠​ raids had become‍⁠⁠ more frequent near‌⁠​ the border of‌​ the baronial territory.‌​

“What‍ does banditry have​⁠ to do with⁠‌ territorial war?”

“That’s​‍​ the key part.”​‍⁠

Although⁠⁠ the village chief’s​​‍ house was empty,​ Stephan quietly approached‍‌‌ as if someone‍⁠ might hear, and‍‌⁠ opened his mouth‍ to Vlad.

“Those‍​‌ guys robbing around,​ they seem more‌​‌ than simple bandits.”‍⁠

“…”‍‍‌

Even‍ if the villagers‍ didn’t know it,‌‌⁠ Stephan, with a long career in‍​ the mercenary industry,⁠ could recognize it.‍⁠

The‌‌ actions of the‌⁠ bandits rampaging here‍ are suspicious.

“The​‌ appearance of the‍​ robbery and escape⁠⁠ is very clean​⁠⁠ and refined. Just​ like trained soldiers.”‌‌⁠

“…Hmm.”‌​

Perhaps⁠⁠⁠ Baron Rosmitz knows‍‌‌ it too.

The⁠‍⁠ bandits running rampant⁠‌​ at the moment‌ aren’t ordinary folks.⁠​

“In⁠​ my view, this‍ is some kind​ of prelude. It’s⁠‌ about securing an⁠⁠ access route to⁠‌‌ Marcia.”

Before‌⁠ declaring war, the⁠​⁠ enemy was clearing‍‌⁠ out surrounding villages⁠‌​ and securing the‌​‌ access route to​⁠⁠ Marcia.

“And⁠‍ Baron Rosmitz?”

“That⁠‌​ person is buying‍⁠ time.”

And‍⁠⁠ Baron Rosmitz was⁠⁠ sacrificing several villages​ to buy time​ and troops to​ build a defense‌ line.

The‍​ attackers and the​‍‌ defenders.

Both​⁠⁠ moves may have⁠‌ been strategically correct,⁠​ but in the​ end, the people⁠ who were sacrificed‍ were simply villagers​​ who knew nothing.‌​

“We​⁠ plan to stay​​‍ here until this‌‍ week and then​​ collect and leave.⁠‍​ You can’t be‍ on a sinking⁠‍‍ ship, right?”

“…Seriously?”‍‌

The‍ mead you’re drinking‌​ is bitter.

Although‍⁠ he had come‍​ to the village⁠ to enjoy a vacation, he felt‌​ like something was‍‌‌ pulling him back‍‌‌ again.

No,‍⁠‌ it was a time when that‌‌ was inevitable no‌‍ matter where you​ went.

“Who’s‍ the opponent?”

“…I‍ think it’s probably​​​ Baron Pylos. There​ are raids from‍ that direction.”

“Pylos?”⁠

Although​ his common sense​⁠​ was still not‍​⁠ deep enough to‌​ clearly understand noble​​‌ families, the family⁠ called Pylos was‍⁠​ clearly a family​‌ that Vlad remembered.‍‌

‘Pylos,‍⁠​ Pylos…’

Vlad‍‌ closed his eyes‌‍ and began to⁠‍​ recall a familiar⁠ name, reviewing his​ memories as best‍ he could.

“Ah.”⁠

When​‍‍ the name buried‌ in his memory‍ began to emerge,⁠​ Vlad felt a faint lemon scent⁠‌​ rising from the​​ tip of his‌‌⁠ nose.

-As⁠⁠⁠ expected, I have‌⁠‍ good strength, just‍ as I heard.⁠‍‌

-Not‌‌‌ for nothing are⁠⁠ they called mud‍‍‌ boars. If you​​ get caught there,‍ you won’t even‍ be able to‌‌​ pull out the‌ bones.

There⁠​⁠ was a land⁠‌‌ where he took‍⁠ his first steps‌ to become a knight.

The‍‌‍ duel at that‌⁠​ time was not‍ honorable at first,‍​ but it had⁠​ a splendid ending.​⁠

There‍⁠‍ was a fixed‌ gaze on the⁠ boy who carried‍ on his back​‌​ the honor that‍‍ Joseph had entrusted⁠‌‌ to him.

He‌ was a knight‌ who was furious‍⁠ because he couldn’t​ defeat the man​​ who had been​‍‍ defeated by his⁠⁠​ master, Jager.

***⁠‍

“¡Agh!”​​

“Help⁠‍‍ me! I’ll give⁠ you whatever you​​‍ want!”

The​‍‍ cries of people​ echoed everywhere along‍⁠⁠ with the acrid⁠⁠ smoke.

Inside‌‌‌ the small village,​⁠ sounds that could‍‍⁠ no longer escape⁠⁠ reverberated and lingered.‍‌

“Colin.”‍

“Report.”⁠

The‍​‌ smell of blood​​ and the sound⁠​‌ of someone crying.​‌⁠

A man with dark⁠‍ skin chewing on⁠‍‌ tough jerky as‍​⁠ if nothing had⁠⁠ happened amidst such​‌‍ a scene of‍​ carnage.

“This⁠‍⁠ town has been‍ completely taken over.”​

“…Did‌​‍ you get everything‍​‍ you needed to⁠​⁠ get out?”

If⁠ a village is‌ going to be​‌ burned, it would‍⁠​ be right to⁠‍ leave out useful​ things.

These⁠ are items that‍‍ anyway will no‍⁠ longer have an⁠​ owner.

“Is​⁠ this all you‍ can do?”

“It⁠‌⁠ seems to have​‍ been a very​ poor village.”

Not⁠‌ a city, just⁠‌⁠ a village.

As​⁠ it was a village buried in​‌ a corner of‍⁠ a mountain, there⁠ was no way‌⁠ they could find‌‍⁠ a satisfactory loot.‌​

The​‌ expression of the⁠‌‍ man named Colin⁠​ began to distort,​ as if he‍​​ was not pleased‍‍​ with the loot‌‌‍ before him.

“But‍​​ the next town​‍‌ we go to⁠​‍ will be a little different. It’s⁠‌⁠ also a village​ near Marcia, and⁠​ the village chief‍‍⁠ was a former⁠‍ collector.”

“Is‍​ that so?”

The‌⁠‌ boar’s expression finally​⁠ began to turn​‌‍ happy as he‍‌​ smelled the gold‍​‍ coins he coveted.‍

If‍⁠⁠ you’re a former⁠ tax collector, you‌⁠ probably have a bribery fund saved‍ up for one‌‍ reason or another.​‌

Because​​⁠ it was a place that allowed‍‌‍ such things in‍⁠ the first place.‍⁠

“Which‌⁠​ village do you‌​⁠ want to go⁠‍ to next?”

“It’s‍‍ called Wisteria Village.”⁠‌​

Colin‌ put away the​ dagger he was​‌‌ using to carve⁠‌ the meat and‍ stood up.

Dusk‌⁠​ was about to⁠‌‍ fall.

Perhaps‍⁠​ there were bright‌‍⁠ gold coins waiting⁠⁠⁠ in the direction⁠ where the sun‌ sets.

“Finish‌ up quickly, boys.”⁠​‍

“Yes,​‍ Colin.”

A knight is a sword.

And​⁠ the sword is‍‌‌ a tool.

Depending​⁠​ on who holds‌ the hilt, the​ knight appears in‍⁠‍ various ways.

And‌‍​ today, Colin of‌ the Pylos family,‍​‌ who surrendered his‌ honor according to‍​ his lord’s orders,‌⁠‌ no longer looked⁠ like a knight.‌​

He​‌‌ was just the‌​ appearance of a vicious bandit.

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