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Star-Embracing Swordmaster Chapter 132: She calls you (2)

Chapter 132: She calls you (2)

One‍ day when the​‌ sun shines warmly​‌ and the wind⁠⁠‍ is cool.

Suddenly,​​ as the summer​ season arrived, the​‌ white snake of⁠ Deirmae decided to‌ descend from the​ tree for the‌ first time in‌ a long time.⁠​

There’s‌ no weather like‍ this to enjoy‍⁠‌ sunbathing.

On⁠⁠ a hill as‌‍ lonely as it‍ is quiet. A white snake quietly​​⁠ closes its eyes⁠ while looking at‌‌ the silent tombstones.‍⁠

Its⁠ tail swayed gently‍⁠ with the wind.​

—-?⁠

At​ that moment, the⁠‌‍ white snake that‌​⁠ had just silently‌ alighted raised its‍​ head as if⁠‍‌ sensing something.

There’s‍‍ a distinct feeling‌⁠ approaching from afar.‍‌

It⁠ was a sensation‌ it hadn’t felt‍​ in a long⁠​⁠ time, so the‍​ white snake sniffed‌‍​ to see what​⁠ was happening.

—-!‌

The​​ white snake’s eyes⁠‍‍ opened as it‌ recognized the scent.⁠​

The⁠ scent of flowers‍⁠⁠ wafted from afar.‍⁠

The‌⁠‍ scent of very‌ young flowers.

It‍ had forgotten it‍ for a while​ because it hadn’t​‌ felt it in⁠ so long, but‌​‌ it was an‌ aroma that stirred‍⁠ up the nostalgia​ embedded in its‌‍‍ soul.

The​ white snake stood⁠ up incredulously and‌ looked further.

Beyond​‌ the Hainal mansion‍⁠‌ right in front,⁠ and beyond the​​⁠ territory.

As⁠‌‌ the white snake​ opened its gaze‍‌ to that point,‍ the image of​​ a familiar man⁠⁠‍ began to appear.‍

There‌⁠ was a blond⁠ knight coming directly⁠​ to this place‍‌​ from far away​​ from the territory.‌

A sword made of⁠ stars filled with​ the breath of‍ children.

The⁠ child who came‍⁠‍ riding on the​​ knight’s sword spoke‍‌​ to each other.​​

The‍‌⁠ possibility of a World Tree is​ not yet dead.‌

The​⁠ tail of the‍ white snake began​⁠ to tremble violently⁠ upon recognizing the‌⁠ child.

***​

“…I​​‌ knew it would⁠‌ be like this.”⁠

The⁠‍‍ Hainal mansion is‌‍ small and old,‍‍ but it has​​‌ been carefully maintained.​​

A weak voice emanated‍ from the office⁠‌⁠ located at the‌ highest point there.‍

“I‍‌ knew it would‌ end up like⁠ this.”

Beautiful‍​ aquamarine-colored hair floated⁠ over the desk⁠⁠ as if seawater‍ had been spilled​‌⁠ on it.

Alicia‌‌ Hainal.

Now‌⁠‍ she was collapsing‍ onto the desk​ from helpless fatigue.⁠⁠

It‌‍ was a contrast​ to the white‍⁠ snake nodding enthusiastically‍​⁠ outside the window.‍

“Didn’t‌ you prepare everything‌⁠ you knew?”

Although‍‍ the noblewoman didn’t⁠ seem as she​​⁠ should, Duncan, who⁠ guessed what she‍ was thinking, simply‌⁠‍ comforted her with⁠​ a calm voice.​‍‍

“Are‌ you ready?”

Alicia⁠⁠‌ silently lifted her‌ head at Duncan’s‍​​ words.

The​‍ face hidden by‌‍ the abundant hair​ seemed somewhat gloomy.‍⁠‌

“You‌​ know very well⁠ that this level⁠‍​ of preparation is‌⁠​ not enough.”

“…”‌​

Duncan⁠​ was speechless due‍⁠ to self-deprecation rather⁠ than criticism.

“So.”​

Alicia‍​ sighed and carefully‍ stroked her hair​‍⁠ as she looked⁠​ at Duncan, who⁠⁠‍ remained silent.

There‌‌‍ was a sheet‌ of paper with‍ many writings next‍⁠ to her bedside‌‍ table.

It⁠ was a report‍ summarizing the military‍‍ composition of the‌ Hainal family.

“…We‌​ can’t fight Gaidar‌‌‌ with only 700‌ people.”

The‍‍‌ troops gathered with​ the intention of​ squeezing dry rags,‌ but they were⁠⁠‌ only 700 men.⁠⁠​

Even​ if it were‍⁠​ an ordinary territorial‍​ war, the opponent⁠ was Gaidar, the⁠ loser of the⁠ West, and even​‍ the children of‍⁠ the territory would‍‌ know they couldn’t​‌‍ fight him with​​‍ this number.

“What‍ about the mercenaries?⁠ I heard prices⁠ have gone up‌‌⁠ a lot these⁠​‍ days?”

“That’s‌​ right, Lady Alicia.”​

Alicia’s‍ words ended in‌⁠ a dispersed manner‌⁠ like a sigh.​‍

Duncan‌‌⁠ knew very well⁠⁠ how much pressure​​ she was facing,‌​⁠ but today he‍​​ couldn’t say anything⁠⁠​ to cheer Alicia‌‌ up.

“There‍⁠ are signs of⁠‍‍ war not only⁠ for us but‍‍​ everywhere. So the​​ price of mercenaries​ has gone up​ a lot…”

Gaidar’s‍‌ purpose was clear‌‌‌ and could no‌‌ longer be avoided.⁠‍

A battle was approaching‌‌⁠ that would determine​‌​ not only the‍ territory but also‌ the fate of⁠​ the family, and‌‌⁠ Alicia planned to​ do everything possible‌‌ to fight for‌​​ it.

“I‍‍ met some known⁠ mercenary leaders, but​ they all seemed‍‍ reluctant to stand‌⁠‍ on our side.”​‌‍

“…I‍​‍ suppose so.”

However,‌ contrary to Alicia’s⁠ determination, the world​‍‌ did not approach​⁠‌ her easily.

Poor‌ sir.

And⁠⁠ a powerful enemy.​⁠

Even⁠‍ mercenaries looking for​⁠ opportunities would not​‍ want to board‍‌‍ a sinking ship.‌

“In‌​ the end, we​ won’t even be⁠‍ able to prepare‌​ 1,000 people.”

“That’s‍​‍ right.”

Alicia’s⁠ grim response to⁠‍‌ Duncan’s answer grew​‍ deeper.

According​⁠ to the information‍‌​ sent by Joseph,⁠ Gaidar was moving⁠ north with the​⁠‌ families following him.‌

With⁠ a total of⁠‌​ about 5,000 soldiers.‍

Their‍⁠ soldiers, who were‌ only 700, would‍ be nothing more⁠ than a heavy⁠‌​ burden.

“But‍​ you won’t just⁠‍ run towards me‍ at once, will​⁠⁠ you? Because they⁠​⁠ have no reason⁠‌ to attack us.”​​

“That’s​⁠‌ right. Not only‌ will they not​⁠‌ stand still in⁠ the center, but​‌ we also have‌​​ an ally named​⁠ Bayezid.”

Unlike⁠ the West, where‍‌​ everyone was intertwined‍ for various reasons,‍​⁠ Deirmar was a territory belonging to⁠‍ a completely different‍​ sphere of influence.‌

If‌⁠‍ they invaded Deirmar​‍ without just cause,‍‌ not only the​⁠⁠ imperial family and⁠ the central government⁠ but also numerous​‍​ families would criticize‌ them.

“Lady​‍​ Alicia, the guests‍​ have arrived.”

“Is‌⁠‌ it a guest?”​

The‌ butler entered politely.​​‍

Alicia’s⁠⁠ office had always‌⁠‍ been filled with​⁠‌ a heavy atmosphere,‌​​ but through the‌ door through which​​‍ he entered, fresh‍ air blew.

“These‌​ are people from‌‌ Bayezid.”

“Bayezid!”⁠‌‍

Alicia‌ jumped from her​​ seat, forgetting for‌‍ a moment her​⁠‍ face at the​‌ butler’s words.

The​‌ sudden movement made‍ her knee hit‍‍​ the desk, but‌‌⁠ it was more‍‍ joy than pain.‌‌

“Hurry⁠​‌ up and bring​‌​ them in.”

“Understood.”⁠‌

Alicia⁠​ didn’t hesitate to​​ invite people who‍⁠⁠ had just arrived‍​⁠ at the mansion⁠ to her office.​

Because‍⁠ everyone ignored Hainal,‌ and they were‍‍ the only ones‌‌‌ approaching.

“It⁠‌‌ seems that Lord‍⁠ Joseph is also‍‌‌ watching this situation.”​‌​

“Thank‌⁠⁠ goodness.”

Alicia​ leaned back deeply‌‍ in her chair‌ as if she‌‌ had spent a while relaxing.

“Do‌ you feel like⁠‌‌ you can breathe⁠ a little better‍​⁠ now?”

No‌ matter how Gaidar​‍‍ might be, he‌ couldn’t ignore Bayezid.​⁠​

Bayezid,​⁠ one of the‌ pillars of the⁠ North, was clearly​ a powerful family.‌

‘…I‌​​ guess we’re teaming‌⁠‌ up.’

But⁠ Alicia hoped for​‌‍ something more than‌‍ just the good​‌ news they would‌‍‌ bring.

She‌ was hoping for‌ someone who could‌ give her a moment to breathe⁠​​ in the current​‌ situation where everything‍‍ seems to be⁠‌ blocked.

A small smile formed⁠ on Alicia’s lips​ as she thought⁠⁠⁠ of him.

“They’re‌​ already here.”

“Tell⁠‍ them to come⁠‌ in.”

Alicia‍ quickly brushed her‌⁠ hair after hearing‍ the butler’s report,​ and before she​​‌ knew it, she‍⁠‌ had returned to‍ the appearance of‍‌⁠ a proud noblewoman‌‌ and was greeting‌​ the guests.

Her‌ eyes shone brightly‍‍ towards the door‌‌​ that was about⁠ to open.

“Long⁠‌ time no see.⁠‌ Baron.”

The‌⁠ door opened with​ Alicia’s expectations.

There​‍ was a man⁠‌​ who opened the⁠‌⁠ door and bowed‌ courteously.

A knight sent by​⁠⁠ Joseph, a man‌⁠‍ who is often⁠‍⁠ scolded by him‍‌ but who always‌​ delivers results.

“My‍ name is Bordan⁠‍⁠ of Bayezid.”

“…Ah.”‍‌⁠

An⁠‍‌ old knight wipes‌‌⁠ sweat with a handkerchief, as if‌‌‍ he were hot,⁠ as he greets.‌

Looking⁠ at him, Alicia​‍ stuck out her‍‍ tongue unknowingly.

The‌​ white snake outside⁠⁠ the window was​⁠⁠ still raising its‍‌ head and moving‌​​ from side to​‌‌ side.

***⁠​‍

Men⁠‌‌ with black hoods.‌

Vlad‍ and the Thornwood‌‍​ mercenaries were heading​ to Deirmar with⁠ them.

“Is​‍​ that why you⁠​‍ came here?”

“…You‍ shouldn’t ask me‍ that.”

A scarred man who​‍ doesn’t give clear‍⁠‍ answers to his​‍‌ questions.

Seeing⁠​​ him like this,⁠​⁠ Vlad realized he‍​ had other duties⁠‍ besides taking him‍​ away.

Maybe⁠ he was aiming‍ for someone else’s‍‌ head, like in​‍‌ the days of​⁠ Endre Hainal.

“But⁠ how should I address you? Elder?”‍

I don’t know who‍‍‍ he is and‌‍‌ I don’t know‍​​ his intentions.

It​‌⁠ could be said⁠ that Vlad’s actions⁠ of continuing to​ seek information from‍ a man full‌ of doubts are‍‌ a natural attitude‌⁠ derived from his⁠ survival instinct.

“Mmm.‍‍ There was an‍ issue with the⁠‍ title.”

After‌​ hearing Vlad’s words,‍ the hooded man‍​​ stroked his chin‌​​ and began to‍​ think for a moment.

“I​⁠ guess a superior​⁠ is a bit​⁠ like that. If‍‌ possible, it would​‌⁠ be better to‌‌‌ pretend you don’t⁠⁠ know me.”

“Why?”‍

“Because‍⁠​ it’s best if​⁠ both parties know⁠​ nothing.”

The‌ scars on his​⁠​ face distorted along‌ with the man’s⁠ smile.

An‍‌ unknown man silently‍‌‍ warning Vlad through‌​⁠ non-verbal signals not‍​ to delve further.​​

Vlad‍​​ noticed the warning‌⁠ he was sending⁠ and nodded silently.‍‌‌

“Just‍ call me by‌‌‍ my name.”

“What’s⁠ your name?”

The‌​‌ man, who remained‌ silent for a moment in response‌ to Vlad’s question,⁠​‍ finally opened his‌ mouth as if‍ he had thought⁠ of something.

“Let’s‍‍ go with Marcus.‌ You can call‍ me Marcus from​ now on.”

“…You’re​ talking as if‍ you’re not Marcus‌ at this moment.”​

“The‌ hardest part is⁠​ coming up with‌​​ a name. At‍‌ this level, it’s⁠‍⁠ quite good.”

A man with a black hood who​ doesn’t bother hiding‍​⁠ the fact that‍‌ he just made⁠ up a name.⁠‍

The‍​‌ man, who I would now call‌‍​ Marcus, turned his​​ head and looked‌‌ in Stephan’s direction.​

“We‍⁠ didn’t have enough‍​​ workers anymore, but‍‍‍ we did a good job. Are⁠‌ you employed?”

“Not‍ yet.”

“I’ll‍‍‍ give you a subsidy. Let them​‍⁠ hire you.”

It⁠‌ may not have​​ been his intention,⁠‍​ but Marcus smiled​ happily seeing Vlad​​ leading a group⁠ of mercenaries.

Even‌‌‌ though it was⁠‍​ a frightening smile‍‌ that made those​​ who saw it‍ feel intimidated.

“Not‌⁠⁠ a bad choice⁠ for the Thorn⁠‌ mercenaries. They’re talented​​ and, above all,‍ they have a good mission completion​​​ rate.”

“Is‍⁠ that so?”

Vlad‍⁠‍ nodded as he​⁠​ listened to Marcus.​‌

Knights‍‍ have honor, mercenaries​ have confidence.

These​​‌ were the main​⁠⁠ virtues that demonstrated‌​‌ one’s worth in‌‍ each field, and​‍ Stephan was demonstrating‍⁠‍ his confidence through​‌ a high mission​ completion rate.

“For​ some reason, he‍‌‌ didn’t run away.”‍​

“Really?”​‌‍

I knew well because‍​ I had been‌​ in the mercenary‌ industry for a while.

Those​‌‌ who call themselves​⁠ mercenaries are people‌⁠​ who escape at​​‍ every opportunity.

However,​‌ the Thornwood mercenaries‍​‍ did not flee‌ even during the‍ battle with August.‌

I liked that attitude,⁠​​ so I took‌ him with me‌‍ until now, even​⁠ though I was​​⁠ aware of his‍ superficial intentions.

“If‌ you plan to‌‌ keep taking him​​​ with you in‍‌ the future, be​ careful with relationships‌​⁠ with women.”

“Yes?”‍

Marcus‍‌ simply shrugged in‍‍ response to Vlad’s⁠ question.

“Even‌‍ with that level‍​‍ of skill, there’s‍ a reason why​​ they wander.”

“…Ha.”‌

The‌‌‌ rookie squire, who⁠​‍ perfectly understood Marcus’s‌‍⁠ words.

Vlad​ turned his head⁠‌ and looked at​‌​ Stephan, who was‍​ following behind him.⁠​​

Stephan,‍​ who was casually​​ looking at him,​⁠​ immediately smiled and​‌​ winked as soon‌⁠‍ as he made​‍​ eye contact with‍⁠​ Vlad.

The​‍‌ fact that the‌ other eye didn’t⁠​ even frown wasn’t⁠‍ something he had⁠⁠ done once or⁠ twice.

“Hmm?”‌​

A crow began to‍ circle above Vlad’s​ head, who was⁠‌ having a meaningless‌⁠ snowball fight with‌ Stephan.

“I‌​​ guess something urgent‍‌‌ is happening.”

The‌​ crow circling in​​ the sky landed⁠ on Marcus’s forearm‍‌ in a familiar‍ manner when he⁠ extended his arm.‍‌

“It’s⁠​‍ not a pigeon,​​ it’s a crow.”​‍‍

The⁠ crow fluttering in‍ the sky descended‌ onto Marcus’s forearm‌‌ in a familiar‍ gesture when he⁠‍ extended his arm.⁠‌‍

“Umm…”​⁠

Vlad’s‌ eyes gleamed with​ curiosity as he⁠‌ looked at the⁠‍​ crow, but Marcus’s⁠⁠ expression only hardened‍ when he heard‌‍​ the news the‌ crow had sent.‍‌

“Let’s‍ part ways here.”‍⁠

“What?”‍⁠

It‌​‍ was Marcus and‍​⁠ his group who‍​ said they would​‍‌ go together to⁠​‍ Deirmar.

But‌‍‍ now he simply​​​ turned his head​ hastily as if​‌ he had left‌⁠⁠ something behind.

“Is‌⁠‌ something wrong?”

“…I​ told you shouldn’t‌ ask me that.”‌

Marcus​ clicked his tongue‍ as he watched​ Vlad ask another‌‌ question naturally.

This‍‍ guy is a smart one.

Because‌⁠ by pretending to‍ be innocent, by‍​​ pretending not to⁠⁠ know, you’re crossing​‌‌ the line once‍ again that you​⁠⁠ warned about.

As⁠‌ expected, I should‌ have asked Peter‍‌⁠ about this guy.⁠‍

“It’s⁠ okay.”

Vlad‍‌⁠ nodded, looking at‌ Marcus’s intense gaze.⁠‌‍

Because​‌​ the warning in‌ his eyes wasn’t‍ directed at him.​

“Go​ quickly to Deirmar.⁠ Lady Alicia’s Knight.”‌‌

Go​‍ quickly. Lady’s knight.⁠

Because‌ she’s desperately calling⁠ for you.

“It​⁠ won’t be too⁠‌ late.”

“…”‍‌

So⁠‍​ go ahead and‍ fulfill your duty.‌​⁠

Before​ the collapsed skies⁠​ of the empire⁠‌ fall upon her.​

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