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Star-Embracing Swordmaster Chapter 169: The Black Horse and the Young Donkey (3)

Chapter 169: The Black Horse and the Young Donkey (3)

The‍‍ elves lost their​ World Tree.

The‍ dwarves lost their⁠ perpetually burning furnace,‍ and humans lost⁠‍ their shining kingdom.​

Each‍‌⁠ potentiality lost something⁠‌‌ different, but in‌ the end, they‍ are all just‍ another name for‍‌ possibility.

There⁠​⁠ was a time‍ when a single‍ being monopolized all⁠‌‍ the possibilities of​‍‌ the world.

A moment when the‍​ light of the⁠⁠ stars attempting to‍⁠ rise was gathered​ and trapped underfoot.‌​

People​‌‌ called that era‌‍‍ the Age of‍ Dragons.

And‍​ here was another​‌‍ being that lost⁠​‌ its potential in⁠‍ those difficult times.⁠​​

A race with beast-like‌‌⁠ ears, the beastmen.​

They​⁠ said what they‍ lost was “a​​⁠ mystery.”

***‍⁠

“Knight!⁠‌​ Priest!”

A black horse and⁠​ a young donkey​​⁠ walking along a small trail.

However,‌ their journey, which⁠‌​ should have been‍​ peaceful, was cruelly‌​⁠ interrupted by a beastman following them.‌‍

“Let’s​ go together! I’ll‍​‍ definitely be of⁠⁠ help!”

The‍⁠ man named Nibelun,‍​ whom Vlad and‌ Jean had saved⁠ from the fire,‌ still followed them​​⁠ and shouted that‍​⁠ he wanted to​ accompany them.

“Should​​ I break your‍‍ leg so you⁠ won’t follow us?”​​​

“God​ is watching us​​ anytime, anywhere. Vlad.”​

“That’s⁠ right, actually.”

After⁠​ hearing Jean’s words,‌‌​ Vlad scratched his‍‌ head and frowned.​⁠‌

Although⁠‌⁠ the world of⁠⁠‌ knights dealing with​‍‍ swords and violence‌ was familiar to​‍‍ him, there were​‍​ still aspects of‌​ it he found‌​​ challenging to deal​‌ with, especially with‌⁠⁠ the young deacon⁠ named Jean.

“So⁠ it’s okay to⁠ just curse and​⁠ tell them not⁠ to break it,​⁠ right?”

“…I‌ hope you can‌‌‍ see that.”

Vlad‌‍‍ was the elder​ and leader, but‌‌ Jean was responsible​⁠ for this journey.⁠

A person to follow‍‍​ and a rule‌‍ to adhere to.​

Although‌​ he was a boy who could‍ easily be ignored,​‌​ Vlad had already​⁠ decided to show⁠‌ respect to Jean​​‍ instead of ignoring⁠​ him.

“Hey.​⁠​ You Nibelun, who​⁠ follows death.”

“Yes.‌ Yes, sir!”

Yet,​⁠ the accumulated anger‌‍‍ goes nowhere.

Noir’s​​ snort, as angry‌‌⁠ as Vlad’s, brushed⁠ against Nibelun’s trembling‍‌​ ears.

“How‍ long are you​‍​ going to follow‌⁠ me like this?‍‍ I said no,‍​ didn’t I?”

The⁠‌ growl was fierce,​‍ but Nibelun just‌‌ clasped his hands‍‌ together and smiled​​⁠ openly.

“Oh,‍​⁠ don’t consider it‍​ a bother…”

Worn-out‌ black robes here​ and there.

And‍ although he wasn’t​⁠ wearing it now,‌‍ the strange mask⁠‌‍ hanging from his‌​‌ back still gave⁠‍​ the beastman an​​‍ ominous aura just⁠‌‌ as it did‍​⁠ when Vlad first‌⁠ saw it.

“I’ll​⁠ be useful no⁠⁠‍ matter what. Because​ I’m a wizard!”‌

“What‌ wizard in the‍ world gets caught​‍‍ by swindlers and⁠ ends up about​⁠ to be roasted?”‌‌‍

Nibelun,‍‌ who claimed to‍‍​ be chasing death,⁠ introduced himself as‍ a wizard.

A wizard who wards‌‍‍ off diseases and​ curses.

Vlad‌⁠​ frowned again as⁠‍‌ he watched Nibelun⁠‌‍ utter only the​⁠ words he wanted‍ to avoid from‍ their first encounter​‌ until now.

“Due⁠ to the nature‌ of my magic,‌‌ it takes some⁠​ time to activate.”‍‍​

“Well.‍ The more I hear about it,⁠‌⁠ the less useful‍‍ you seem to​‌ me.”

The‌ things he held​‍⁠ were quite strange,‍ so he might‌‌ have been a wizard as he‌​ claimed.

However,‍​ if you get⁠‍ caught by swindlers‌ worse than bandits,‌⁠ then the level‍ will be understandable.⁠

“This⁠ is really the⁠⁠​ last warning. If‌‌‍ you keep following‌‌ me, I’ll break​​‌ your leg.”

There⁠⁠ was no need​‌‌ for useless words.‌

Especially⁠‍​ if the target​‌ is someone who‍‌​ doesn’t seem pleasant‌ at first sight.‌⁠⁠

Vlad⁠​ still felt uncomfortable‍ with the crow​ mask Nibelun wore.‌⁠

“Baron‍‌ Utman!”

However,⁠​⁠ Nibelun paid no⁠ attention to Vlad’s​ reaction and simply‌⁠‍ repeated what he‍‌‌ had to say.‍‍

“Please,​ let me go.‌‍⁠ I may not⁠​​ be useful to‍​ Lord Vlad, but⁠⁠ I’ll definitely be​‌⁠ useful to others.”⁠​

“…He’s⁠ simply a person⁠‍ who only says‌⁠⁠ what he wants⁠ to say.”

Vlad‍‍​ glanced at the‌ thick book Nibelun⁠ still held dearly.‍⁠​

The‌‌ book he had⁠ been looking at‍​ while unconscious was​ filled with images‍ and benefits of⁠​ all kinds of⁠​ scriptures.

Wizard⁠‍ Nibelun.

He‍ was a wizard⁠‌ and a plague‍​ doctor.

***‌‌‍

“Did‍‍‍ death follow you?”⁠​

“Exactly.​‍‍ It’s not over.”‌‌⁠

The‌ beastman, who had⁠ just woken up,⁠ still seemed dazed,⁠ but claimed to‌⁠ be someone who‍​ had followed death.​‌

“What‍ death? Is there‍ death here?”

The​‍‌ appearance of the​ beasts, unknown to‍​‍ the northerners, the⁠​ tattered black robes‌​⁠ woven here and‍​‌ there, and even⁠‍​ the strange crow‍ mask.

The​​⁠ village chief, standing‍ silently behind, looking⁠‌ at Nibelun’s sinister‌ appearance, began to⁠ mutter that he⁠⁠ should have burned‍‍ him at that‌ moment.

“You’re‌ right. I’ve followed‌ death… and as⁠ you said, death‍‌ is here too.‌​⁠ Because if we‍​​ stay here, everyone‍​ will die anyway!”‌⁠

“Sir⁠‍‍ Knight. Could you‌​ let me burn⁠​‍ that crazy cat?‌ That guy keeps‍ cursing our village!”‍​‍

“The‌ village is already‍‍ ruined. We need‌​ to get the⁠‍​ people out as‌‌‍ quickly as possible.”⁠⁠‍

“Please,⁠‌​ sir knight!”

First⁠‍‌ of all, Nibelun​‍ seemed like someone‌​⁠ who would be​‌ burned at the‍​‍ stake even if‍‍ he wasn’t a member of a group of swindlers.‌​

Perhaps⁠ it was because‌ he was mad,‌ but the words⁠​​ he uttered in​⁠​ his ramblings showed​‌ no consideration for‌ his own well-being⁠ or for those​⁠ around him.

“The‌‍ land is already‍ contaminated. It will‌‍ not only result‌‍‍ in poor harvests.”⁠

“…”​​​

The‌⁠ village chief is⁠ furious and says⁠ the bonfire is‍‍‍ still not extinguished.‌

However,‌ Nibelun seemed unconcerned​‌ with everything around‌‍ him and simply​‍ pulled out a map, offering it‍⁠ to Vlad, asking​⁠ him to look⁠​‍ at it.

“Look‌​ at this.”

“It’s​‍ getting more and‍ more suspicious.”

The⁠ map that Nibelun‍⁠‍ showed was too⁠‍ detailed for a single traveler to​⁠ carry.

Not‍⁠​ only the approximate‍ location of the‍ road, but also​ the river, the‍​ height of the‍⁠ hills, and the​‍ size of the​‌ nearby villages.

It‌⁠ was suspicious to⁠‌‍ carry it just‌⁠‌ for travel purposes.‌‍

“It’s‍​ a map that‍ spies would do‌‌‍ well to carry​‌ with them.”

However,‍‍ despite Vlad’s suspicious⁠ look, the man‌‍ called Nibelun only​​ listened intently and⁠ did not react⁠‍ in any way.‌‍⁠

He​​‌ was waiting for‌ Vlad’s response.

“…What⁠‌‌ are these circles?”⁠⁠‍

“These​​ indicate that the⁠‍ plague has spread.”​​‌

The‍⁠ detailed map was‌‍ filled with black​⁠​ circles.

The⁠‍ circle that seemed​⁠ to have been⁠ drawn by Nibelun‍‍⁠ even marked the‌⁠ village where Vlad‌​ and Jean were‍⁠ now.

“But‌​ this…”

After‌‍‌ looking at the‍​ map for a while, Vlad noticed⁠‌ something strange and‌‌⁠ frowned.

“That’s⁠ right. It’s strange,⁠ isn’t it?”

Nibelun‌ was pointing to‍‍ a spot on​ the map, as‍ if pleased that‌‌ Vlad had recognized⁠​⁠ it.

“If‍​ we look only‍ at this, doesn’t‌‌ it seem like‍​ the Vatican hasn’t⁠ properly conducted a purification?”

“…”​⁠⁠

The⁠ circles on the⁠‍⁠ map grew larger,‍‍ more numerous, and‍​ darker as they‍ headed towards a specific place.

The‌⁠‍ place the circles‍​ pointed to was‍⁠ Moshiam, the capital‍‌ of Baron Utman’s⁠‌‌ domain.

***​‌​

It​ was early in‌ the morning when​⁠​ the young deacon⁠‌​ had not yet⁠⁠ emerged from his​⁠ sleeping bag.

The‌​ dawn light began​ to shine between‍‌ the bonfires where​‍ the firewood burned‍​ and emitted a misty smoke.

“Look‌‍‌ at that. Didn’t​‌ I tell you‌ I would be​ helpful?”

“…The‍⁠ wizard was right.”⁠

Vlad,‍ who was rummaging‌ around the cooled‍‍ campfire, responded bluntly⁠ as if he‌‌ didn’t want to​ agree with Nibelun’s⁠‍​ words.

A large circle seemed⁠‌⁠ to be spinning⁠⁠ around the group.⁠

The​⁠ circle that Nibelun⁠ had drawn yesterday,‌ saying that he​ didn’t have to‌‌ stand guard, was‌ creating strange distortions‌ that were hard​ to explain even‍‌ when seen with⁠​ Vlad’s left eye‌​⁠ closed.

“But⁠ what are you‍ going to do‌​ going to Moshiam?”‍⁠

At‍​ Nibelun and Jean’s​ request, the group⁠ decided to go⁠⁠‌ together to Moshiam.​‌‍

However,‌⁠ Vlad knew very⁠‍‌ well that in​​ order to be⁠‌ able to get‌ this suspicious mage⁠ inside, he needed‌⁠ the assurance of​​ the knight himself.⁠⁠

“If​ you don’t tell​‌ me exactly, I won’t let you‍ go.”

“Ah…”⁠⁠

Nibelun⁠⁠ felt a void‌‌ in Vlad’s words,⁠ and his amber-colored‍‌ eyes began to‍​ shine.

“Are​​‍ you letting me⁠‌ go?”

“Tell‍‌‍ me exactly why‌‍⁠ you want to‌ go.”

The‍‌ Holy Knights of‌‌​ the Northern Orthodox‍​⁠ Church will already‍‌ be gathered in‍‍​ the city of‍‍ Moshiam to look‍‌ for unusual beings.‌⁠‍ The reason Bishop⁠ Andreas sent his⁠​ young deacon to‌​ Moshiam was because‍‍‍ he hoped that‍‌ eventually he would‍ move with them⁠‍​ and gain experience.‍​

“Haven’t‍‌ you seen it​ yet? I’m a mage who wards⁠​‍ off plagues and‌‍⁠ curses…”

Vlad‌​⁠ remembered Nibelun, who⁠ shouted that he‌‍ had to go‌ all the way,⁠⁠‍ even though it​ was a village⁠​‌ that had tried‌ to burn him.‍‌

Although‍ many people criticized​⁠​ Nibelun because it‍​ was a warning‍​ that went straight⁠‌⁠ to the point‍‌‍ without proper explanation,⁠⁠ he simply repeated⁠​ what he had​⁠‍ to say without‍​ the slightest hesitation.​⁠

“Because⁠ death is there.”​‍

And⁠‍ yet, like then,⁠⁠​ Nibelun kept spitting‍‍‍ out the words⁠⁠‌ in his head⁠‌‍ without organizing them.​​

It‍ seemed like a nature difficult to‍⁠ change.

“Why​⁠‌ death?”

“Death​‍ is something you‌‍ don’t know, right?”​‌

I kept it in‍​⁠ my heart, but⁠ when I let‌​ it out, it‍‌⁠ was only very‌ fragmented things.

Vlad⁠​‍ realized that the‌ beastman named Nibelun⁠​ was no more​‍‍ skilled at speaking​⁠‌ than he himself,‌ who lived in‌ the alley.

“The​​‌ mystery lies in⁠ what you don’t⁠‌ know. Hiding in​ an unknown world.⁠​⁠ We have been​‌ wandering seeking it⁠‌ our whole lives.”​

“We?”‍‍

However,⁠‌​ Nibelun responded to​⁠⁠ this question with​​ his hands, not‌ his mouth, without‍‍⁠ any misunderstanding.

“Beast⁠​ people?”

“Yes.⁠​ We are the‌ ones who wander‍‍ anytime, anywhere, with​‌​ nowhere to go.”⁠‌‌

What‌‌‌ Nibelun was pointing‌ at was his⁠‍‌ own ears trembling​​ above his head.​

“Please,‍‍⁠ let me go‍⁠ to Moshiam. There‍‍ is death there,‌ and death is​‍ something that no​‌ one has ever‌​ experienced, so I am very eager⁠‌​ to see it.”​⁠‍

“…”‌​‍

A beastman mage who‍‌ wants to find‌‌ the mystery and​⁠‌ experience death.”

The‍⁠‌ first rays of​​ the day began⁠‍ to shine on⁠⁠⁠ the already completely⁠‍ extinguished campfire.

Nibelun’s‌⁠⁠ amber eyes reflected‍ in that light‌ retained a clear⁠‍ color, unlike his‍ blurry speaking style.​

– There is information‍‍ that a plague‌ could soon spread​ to a bad‍ harvest. You must‌⁠⁠ be especially careful​‍ with that.

Before⁠​ leaving, Joseph whispered‍‌⁠ to Vlad in​⁠⁠ a low voice‌‍ to be careful‌​⁠ with this.

The⁠⁠⁠ rumor came from‌‍ a note brought​‍​ by a retired​​‍ knight, Ramund, with​⁠ a clumsy Vatican⁠⁠ emblem engraved on‌ it.

“…First,‌‌ let me tell⁠ the person in​ charge who will‍ be there. I don’t know if‍‌ it will work.”‍

“Oh‌ thank you. Sir!”​‍

Thanks‍‌ to Nibelun’s loud​ voice at just​ the right moment,⁠​⁠ Jean began to⁠‌ wake up from⁠‍ his small sleeping‍‍ bag with a swollen face.

A black horse, a donkey, and a cat.

The​‍ three were now‌​ facing each other‌​ under today’s sun.‍‌⁠

***⁠⁠​

[That‍ thing moves like​‌ a curse. It‌​ can’t be cut⁠⁠‍ with an ordinary‍​ sword.]

The​‌ sound of the​‌‌ young deacon’s chant‌ resonates in the‍ misty camp.

The​​ voice spoke to⁠​‌ Vlad, who was‍‍ holding his breath⁠‌ amidst the sound.​‍⁠

“So,‌⁠ what should I do?”

[I‍​ wonder if you​⁠⁠ can use Aura‌‍‌ now.]

“Are⁠⁠ you kidding me?”‌

[Listen.]‌

A woman shedding black‌⁠‌ tears beyond the‍ mist.

She​​ was a poor‍‍ woman crying for‌​ her son.

[To‌ break that curse,‍‍‍ you must become⁠ an exorcist who‍ wields the will​‌ of God and⁠ a knight with‍‌ his own world.​ And we need⁠​⁠ a mage who‌ challenges the rules‍⁠​ of the world.]‍⁠‍

The‍ voice had spoken.‌⁠

Only‌‌⁠ these three who⁠ have solidified the​ world can cut​ the tears of⁠⁠​ that evil being.​

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