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Star-Embracing Swordmaster Chapter 184: Wars of the Roses (2)

Chapter 184: Wars of the Roses (2)

The⁠ Smile of the‌⁠ Rose, a hallmark​‍ of the city​ of Soara.

On⁠⁠ a normal day,‍⁠ it would be​​ filled with delicious​‌‍ aromas and bustling⁠ conversations, but today,⁠‍ the atmosphere felt‌⁠ strangely heavy.

“Aren’t‌ you going to​‌‌ order anything besides‌ beer?”

“No.”‍⁠

“And​⁠‍ you, brother?”

“No.”​⁠⁠

“Ah…⁠‍‌ What’s wrong with‍⁠ the customers today?”‍‌

Ned,⁠⁠‍ a dark-skinned boy,‌‍ scratched his neck​​⁠ in frustration upon​ seeing that Harven‍‌ and Otar had‍‍ only ordered one‍ beer each.

Although​⁠​ business had been​ good lately, why⁠ were they spending‍​ so little?

“Then‌‍ at least leave​‍ me a tip.‍ If you don’t⁠‍‌ order more, I won’t get my‌ bonus.”

“A‌ tip? Here.”

Harven⁠⁠ raised his middle⁠‍ finger in response⁠​ to Ned’s complaints.⁠⁠

“Today,⁠ don’t ask customers‌‍⁠ for tips. That’s‌⁠​ my tip for‌​​ you.”

“That’s‍ disgusting. Really.”

Even⁠‍‍ though Harven was‌ acting playfully, his⁠​​ voice was serious,⁠ and Ned could‌ only frown.

Harven,​‌ though not as‌⁠ much as Vlad,‌​‌ was now someone‌ not to be‍⁠​ taken lightly.

“If⁠ I had kept‌⁠‍ stealing as Vlad‌⁠‍ suggested, I wouldn’t​‌ have lived long.”⁠‌⁠

“Hmm…”‌​‍

Otar⁠⁠ sighed while watching‌​ his brother walk‌ away angrily.

Although‍ the boy moved‍‌ with agility, his​‌ lack of insight​‌ prevented him from⁠ noticing the strange​‍⁠ tension enveloping the⁠⁠​ Smile of the‍​ Rose today.

“This​‍‍ reminds me of‌‌‍ the old days.”‌⁠‌

Harven‍‍ lifted his beer‍ mug and looked‍⁠ around.

Perhaps​⁠‌ this was how‍ it was when‌⁠⁠ One-armed Jack and‌‌​ Jorge were around.‍⁠​

A sharp tension, unseen‌​‌ for a long⁠ time, enveloped the​ inn.

“All⁠⁠ familiar faces.”

Although‍‍⁠ the owner of​​ the place hadn’t‌​ planned it, today‍‍‍ the inn’s customers⁠ naturally divided into​ two factions.

Each‍ with a simple⁠‌‌ beer, watching each​ other.

Ned⁠ might not recognize​⁠ them, but they⁠ were all representative‌​ merchants from northern⁠​‌ companies.

“All​ these busy people​‍ gathered here.”

“Yes.”‍

As​ Harven said, all⁠ those who prided‌ themselves on having​ an incredible nose​ for money had​‌‌ gathered in the​‍ same place on‍ the same day.⁠‌​

And‌⁠ the place where‍​ they were setting​ up their camp​‌‍ was in a separate room on‍​‌ the third floor⁠‌‍ where Zemina and‌‌ Alicia were.

Will⁠‌​ it be Soara‍ or Deirmar?

The⁠⁠ place where trade‌ with the new‍​‌ world of elves‌⁠​ and dwarves will​​ take place.

Will‍‌ it be Bayezid‍​ or Hainal?

Where⁠‌ the knight named‌​‍ Vlad, recognized by​ the Orthodox Church‍ and sponsored by​‌ the Smiths, will‌ lodge.

“I⁠‌⁠ bet on Zemina.”​‍

“Mmm.‍ Me too.”

It’s​ not just a simple political battle,⁠‍‌ but a silent‌​ war based on‍‌​ the interests of‍​ countless people and‌⁠‍ political calculations.

Harven,‍​ who adjusted his‌‌ captain’s hat, raised‍‍‌ his beer glass‍⁠⁠ towards the other​​‌ captains sitting across.​

People​⁠​ are divided into‌‍‍ factions between red‌‌⁠ roses and blue​ roses.

And‌ the place where​⁠‌ Harven was sitting‍​ now was where​‍ the side of​⁠‍ the Red Rose⁠ was.

***‍

“Delicious.‍​ I feel like​⁠‍ inviting the person​​ who made this‍‍‌ dish to my‍⁠​ mansion.”

Was⁠​ a fight possible​ between a woman‌ from the alleys‌⁠ and a noblewoman?‌

Normally,‍⁠ this would have⁠⁠ been nonsense, but‌‌‍ if it were‍​⁠ limited only to‌ Vlad’s issue, it‍ would have been​‍‍ completely unknown.

“It‍ seems that Bayezid‌‌ is planning to‌‌ take advantage of​ this woman.”

Alicia,⁠ who was a noble but also‌ the daughter of‌‌‍ a baron, knew‌ this very well.⁠​

The​⁠ level of food​ you’re consuming now‌⁠⁠ cannot be achieved‍⁠ simply with money‌ and culinary skills.‌‍‌

“Especially,‍‌ the quality of‌​ the meat is‍‍ excellent.”

“It’s‌ meat provided by‍ the Kannor family.‌​ They were all‍ animals that roamed⁠‌ freely in the‌​‌ pastures.”

It‌⁠⁠ wasn’t just the​ meat.

Various‍ delicacies, which not‌​ even money could‌​ buy, kept coming​ into the room.⁠‍

The‍​​ inn ‘Smile of​ the Rose’, under‍​ the protection of⁠​ the Bayezid family.‌⁠‌

Now,⁠‍​ Zemina was showing⁠​‌ through the luxurious‌​​ food who was​⁠ backing her.

“…As​‌⁠ much as they‍‍‌ roamed the pastures,⁠‍ in the end,⁠ they were raised‌ in a corral.”‍‌​

However,​ Alicia responded coldly‌​​ as she looked⁠‍ at the aromatic​ food.

“The‍​​ land called Bayezid⁠​‍ is so vast‍ that they wouldn’t‌ even realize they⁠‍‌ are enclosed.”

“…Really?”‌‍

Does‍ this woman know?‍⁠⁠

The​ fact that Bayezid‌ was using it.​​

If‌ he does this⁠​‌ knowingly, he probably​⁠​ isn’t worth respecting.‍​⁠

“I’m⁠⁠ worried that Lord‍‌ Vlad, who is‍ now free after⁠‌​ his contract ends,‍‌‍ will end up⁠​‍ tied like this.”‌⁠

Alicia⁠ smiles as she‍⁠‍ twirls the meat‍ with her fork.‍

However,​ the unsettling feeling​ towards someone at‌‌ the end of‌‍​ that smile is‌​‍ probably not just‍ an illusion.

“Isn’t‌​ the baron trying​⁠‍ to keep Lord​ Vlad in his​ arms anyway?”

“That’s⁠ right.”

“So‌​⁠ I think it⁠ would be safer​​ for him to‍ be on large​‍⁠ grounds than in​ a small enclosure.”‌‍

Zemina‍​ responds quietly to‍⁠​ Alicia’s words and​‌‍ sprinkles sauce over​ the meat.

Her​​ behavior was courteous‌​ and irreproachable, but⁠‌⁠ her comments were‍​​ startlingly rude.

“No‌‍ matter how good⁠ a horse is,‌​⁠ it won’t be⁠​‍ able to run‌ freely in too‌ narrow a fence.”​

“…”‍⁠

An⁠ odd tension filled‌​‍ the room.

Even‌​ the old knight‌‍⁠ Duncan set down​‍ the utensils he‌⁠ was holding.

The⁠‌ women’s fight, which​​​ no one could⁠ resist, made the​ room’s air infinitely​​​ heavy.

“…Although⁠ what I have​‌​ is small, I’m⁠ just grateful it’s⁠​ not a fence‍‌​ trying to trap‌‌ someone.”

Along‌⁠ with the response,​ the sound of‌‍ a knife cutting‌​ through meat is⁠⁠‍ chilling.

“Unlike‌‌ some people.”

Alicia​​ compares Zemina to‍⁠⁠ a fence trying⁠‌ to trap Vlad.​​

Zemina‌ was infuriated by‌ those words, which​⁠​ hit her harder⁠ than any other​⁠ insult.

“…But⁠ you too, Baron.”‍​

“At​⁠‍ least I won’t‍ try to enclose​⁠ him.”

Alicia⁠​ dried her lips‌⁠⁠ with a napkin‌ and smiled as‍​ she looked at‌‍ Zemina.

In​ moments like this,‌⁠ the blue blood​​⁠ of a serene⁠ noblewoman showed its⁠ true worth.

“Rather,‌ I gave it⁠ to you if‌​‍ you gave it⁠​​ to me.”

Alicia‌‍‍ nodded at those​​ words and at​​‌ the large amount⁠⁠​ of food being​⁠ served, as if‌ she was going‍​ to inspect it.‍⁠​

“All‌‍⁠ this must be​‌⁠ borrowed from someone.⁠​ Is there anything​ here that is⁠⁠ entirely yours?”

“…”‌⁠

Zemina‌ fell silent under⁠‍‍ Alicia’s sharp observation.‌

Indeed,‌‍​ everything Zemina possessed⁠​‌ had been borrowed​⁠ and allowed by⁠‍‌ Bayezid.

“Hainal‌ is a small​​ and humble family‍ as you say,⁠ but at least​​‍ I can promise​⁠‍ many things to​‍‌ Lord Vlad.”

Although‍ the difference between⁠ Bayezid and Hainal⁠⁠ was immense, Alicia​‍ was confident she⁠‌‌ could offer enough‍⁠ support to Vlad.​‍

“If‍‌ he wishes, I can share everything​ I have. They‍ are things that‍⁠ my ancestors have‍⁠ accumulated over hundreds‍ of years.”

It‌⁠ was too much‌⁠‌ to offer to​ a mere knight,⁠‌​ but Alicia’s special‌ situation made it‍‌‌ possible.

A lady who must​⁠ protect her family’s⁠​ name alone.

For‌⁠‌ her, who had‌ to worry about⁠ matters of succession​‍​ and inheritance, Vlad,⁠​ a promising knight‌‌‌ without backing, had​‍ become the best​‍​ option she couldn’t⁠‍ pass up.

“No‍ matter what Bayezid‍​ promises Lord Vlad,‌‌​ they won’t be​‌​ able to offer‌​ him as much‍⁠ as I can.”⁠⁠⁠

“…”⁠⁠​

Zemina⁠‌ was speechless when​‌⁠ she saw that‍ Alicia even offered​‍ to stand by​‍‌ her side.

If‌​ she really wanted‍ to share everything,​ Bayezid couldn’t match⁠‌ her terms unless​ they offered Soara.‌‌

“Why…​‍ so much?”

“So,‍‍‌ please, let him‌⁠ go.”

Lady⁠‌ Zemina had Vlad’s⁠⁠ past, but Lady⁠​‌ Alicia trusted his‌​⁠ future with Vlad.‌

Although⁠ both women were‌​ looking at the‌​⁠ same man, their‍ perspectives were completely‌‍‍ different as they‍​ looked into each​⁠ other’s eyes.

“Don’t‌‌‍ you think it’s‍‍ a waste of​‌‌ his potential? If⁠‍ Lord Vlad stays‍‍ here, he’ll just‌‍ be a knight⁠​ who follows orders⁠‌ all his life.”‌‌

Alicia⁠‌ was telling her‌​ that, while Zemina‌ would be only‌⁠‍ an obstacle, she⁠‍⁠ could be his‍ wings, taking him​‌ beyond the range‍ of a knight‍​ to become a lord.

“Don’t‍ you think it’s​​​ a shame that​ someone like Vlad​ is tied to‍ an inn like‍‍​ this?”

“…”⁠

Zemina‌​ began to feel‌ confused by Alicia’s⁠‍‌ words.

She‌ thought that being‌ in Bayezid would⁠ obviously be better⁠⁠ than in Hainal,‍ but upon hearing‌‌ such sincerity, Zemina​‍‌ couldn’t help but⁠⁠‍ feel bewildered.

‘Am‍‍‌ I really… tying⁠ him down?’

Zemina​ had always given⁠​ everything for Vlad.‍⁠

But‍​​ now, Vlad, who‍‍ had progressed, was‍⁠ no longer the‌​ boy who stood⁠​​ in the mud‍​ and looked at​​ a sword beside‌ her.

“…”‍

Zemina‌​‍ looked down at​ her toes in‍ silence and thought.‌‌⁠

She⁠ wondered if the‌ footprints she had‌⁠ ever left were⁠ suitable for the‌​⁠ Vlad of now.⁠‌

She​⁠ wondered what would‌⁠‌ really be the‌​ best way to⁠⁠ help Vlad at‍⁠‌ this moment.

***‌

In⁠ front of the⁠‍ gates of Soara.⁠

Vlad​‍​ looked at the​​ familiar man standing‌ in front of⁠‍ him and warmly​ greeted him.

“Long‌‍ time no see.⁠​⁠ Mister Marcus.”

“…My⁠‌ name is Vilmosi⁠ now.”

The​ man with scars‍ all over his‍ face stroked his⁠ chin as if​ he couldn’t help‍ it while looking⁠ at Vlad, who⁠ kept calling him​‍ Marcus.

“But⁠​‌ why are you⁠​‍ here…?”

“Perfect.​‍ Stay with me⁠ for a moment​ and let’s wait​‍ for someone.”

A man with a strange atmosphere who‍⁠ greeted him after‍ a sinister fortune.​‌​

Vlad​​‍ began to feel‍ that this encounter​​ was not a mere coincidence.

“Do⁠ we have to​ wait long? There’s‌‍⁠ someone I want​ to meet quickly.”​‌‌

“They’re‍⁠⁠ just arriving.”

Vlad​⁠‍ turned his head‌ to follow Marcus’s​‍ nod.

Flags​⁠‍ visible from a hill in the​⁠ distance.

The‍‌​ flags carved on​ the walls of‌‍ Sturma symbolized the‍‍ return of Bayezid’s‍​⁠ army through the‍ Western Gate from‍ afar.

“Who’s​‌ that! The rumored‍ Vlad Aureo. Isn’t‌ it you?”

“…Long‌‌ time no see.‌‍‌ Mister Rutiger.”

Under‍​ the flag that‌‌⁠ arrived first were‌‍‌ Rutiger and his‍​ mage Dorothea, smiling‍⁠‍ cheerfully.

“Is​‌ there such a coincidence? I still‍‍⁠ wanted to see​ you at least​‌⁠ once.”

Their‍⁠ relationship might have‍⁠ been awkward due‍⁠ to his connection⁠ with Joseph, but‍​‌ Rutiger approached Vlad‍ without hesitation and‍ touched his shoulder.​‌‍

“Has‌​ the rumor spread​​ that far?”

“Rumors​‍‍ are birds that⁠​ fly very far.”​⁠

With‌ both hands rounded,⁠‍ Rutiger playfully placed‍ them next to⁠‍‌ his ears.

“Besides,‌ I have ears‍ that can hear​ anywhere like a mage.”

As⁠⁠ Rutiger finished speaking,​‌ Nibelun and Dorothea,​⁠ recognizing each other’s​​⁠ mysteries, began to‌​ greet each other.‌⁠

They‌ were a tribe‌‌ of beastmen who‍⁠‍ roamed all their‌ lives because they‍ had no place​‌⁠ to settle, but‍‍ because of that,‌⁠ there was a stronger relationship between⁠‌⁠ the races.

“It‌‍ seems you’ve just⁠ returned.”

“I‌ handed it over‌‌‍ to the Maringen​⁠‍ family. I wonder​‌ if those people‍ arrived a little‍‌ late and had⁠​⁠ a hard time.”‍​

Rutiger⁠​​ joked that he⁠‌ was tired of‌‍⁠ the dry dust⁠ of the West.​‍

Looking‌ at him like‌ that, Vlad awkwardly​⁠‍ smiled.

Although‌​ they were brothers‌ born of the⁠ same lineage, he‍ had a completely‍‌ different charm from​‌​ Joseph.

“Welcome⁠​ to Soara!”

The⁠ guards of Soara‌ shouted loudly at⁠‍⁠ the two knights‌⁠ passing through the⁠ castle gate.

It‌‍ was a shout⁠ that made Nibelun’s​ eyes widen as‌‍‌ he experienced such​ hospitality for the‍ first time.

“It’s​ great to see‍‍⁠ you after so⁠ long. How about​​⁠ we go to⁠ the Town Hall‌​​ and have a drink?”

Rutiger‍ smiled and clinked​‍‍ his handmade glass.⁠

Vlad‍‍‍ wanted to go‌ to the Smiling‍​​ Rose right away,‍​ but he couldn’t‌ ignore Rutiger’s words.‌​

Rumble-!⁠​⁠

If‍‌ it weren’t for‌⁠ the water bottle‍‍‌ that was upside​ down in front‌ of me.

“Wow…”‌⁠

“…!”‍‍⁠

How‌‍‍ to recognize your‍‌ companions.

For​ Rutiger, it might​ have been nothing​⁠ more than a surprise, but Dorothea⁠‍⁠ couldn’t hide her⁠ surprised eyes when​ she recognized the‌‌​ mysterious weight contained‍ in the water⁠ bottle.

“…I’ll⁠​ definitely see you⁠⁠‍ tonight.”

“Huh?”‌‌‍

Rutiger​ was bewildered by⁠⁠​ Vlad’s completely unexpected​​ words.

No‍ matter how busy​‌‍ things are, is‌⁠ there anything more⁠​ important than Bayezid’s⁠ sole heir?

“Where⁠⁠ are you going?”‍‍

Even​ Marcus mobilized to⁠ create the current‌‍ situation.

However,‌‍ Vlad acknowledged the‍‍ mage’s warning and‌ quickly grabbed Noir’s‌‌‌ reins and began‍‍ to flee from⁠ the procession.

“…What’s⁠‍​ this.”

Vlad⁠⁠ dared to reject​​​ the offer from‍‍ the heir of​‍​ the family and‌​‍ the representative knight‌ of the North.⁠⁠

Rutiger⁠ simply watched Vlad’s‍‌ back as he‍ ran away bewildered.⁠

“Do​ you want me⁠​ to come with‌‍‍ you?”

“…”‌

Then,​‌ in the place​⁠ where Vlad left,‌‍‌ there was only⁠ a cat that‍ he had never‍⁠‍ seen before.

When​ Rutiger saw Nibelun​ close the entrance⁠ of his backpack,​ he simply nodded,‌​‌ looking embarrassed.

***‍

“…Vlad‍⁠‌ always had something‌ he wanted to⁠​‍ do. Ever since‌ he was very​‍‍ young.”

Alicia’s⁠⁠ point was extremely​‌ harsh.

When​‌​ asked what she​⁠‌ could do for⁠‍​ Vlad, Zemina had‍⁠ no answer.

“It‌⁠​ was a dead‍ end that would⁠⁠‍ have shaken anyone,‍‌ but probably that’s⁠ why Vlad could​ become a great⁠‌‌ knight.”

But⁠​ Zemina knew better.​‍

For‍⁠‌ Vlad, being someone‌‌⁠ else’s isn’t as​​⁠ important.

“What⁠‍ do you mean?”‌⁠

“…What​ I mean is​​ this.”

The⁠‍​ girl who stood‍ in the mud⁠‌​ with the boy‌ understood it better​‍ than anyone.

“Vlad​‌⁠ won’t need anything‌⁠‍ you give him,⁠ Baron.”

What‍‍ the boy wanted⁠⁠ wasn’t a 5 gold coin sword,‍‌‍ but the shine‌ only that sword⁠​‍ had.

“Because‌ Vlad is a person who only‍​​ wants to have‌​ everything that is‍‍ completely his own.”‍‌

Not⁠ someone else’s, only‌‌‌ mine.

Zemina‌‍ knew very well‍‌​ that Vlad had​⁠‌ been fighting to‌‌‌ have his own​⁠‍ world that no‍ one could take​‌⁠ away from him.⁠

Clatter!‍‌

Beyond​‍⁠ the silence created‍‍ by the two⁠ women, hurried footsteps‌​‍ could be heard.⁠‍⁠

“…Hah,​‍⁠ hah. Has something​‌⁠ happened?”

A man burst open‌ the door and⁠‍ rushed in.

“…Why⁠‍ is the atmosphere⁠⁠ like this?”

The‍‌ two women, who‌ had become equal⁠‍ only in front‍⁠ of Vlad, looked‍ at him at‌ the same time.‍​

Seeing‍‍ their somber gazes,​​‍ Vlad automatically recalled‌​ the ominous foreboding‍⁠ Nibelun had mentioned.‌

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