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Star-Embracing Swordmaster Chapter 60: Town of Niebla (2)

Chapter 60: Town of Niebla (2)

Children‌⁠​ are innocent.

However,‍‌ they are always‌ the first to‍ be sacrificed.

In⁠‌ dark alleys like​​⁠ a tomb, Vlad⁠⁠​ had witnessed it.​‌

Adults‌⁠ snatching children away‌​ to survive or‌⁠ have more.

The⁠‌‌ snatched children die⁠​ of hunger, of‌​ cold, crying exhaustedly‍‌ as they search‍⁠ for their abandoned⁠‍⁠ mothers.

In‌​ that hell, Vlad‍⁠ embraced Zemina and​​‌ Harven and made‌ a decision.

He‍ would not become​⁠ that kind of⁠ adult.

He‌‍‌ would not live​​‌ that way.

The​⁠‍ life rules he‌‌‍ established in his​​‍ childhood to not⁠ be dragged into​ the alley’s life​ were still alive‍‍ in Vlad’s heart.​​

It‍‌⁠ was a discipline⁠⁠‌ the child created‍⁠ for himself.

Rules‍⁠⁠ must be respected.‌​⁠

And⁠‌​ knights are the‌⁠ ones who respect​‍⁠ them.

Here​⁠ they were now,​‍​ dying little children.‌⁠‍

***⁠

Vlad‍⁠ walked through the⁠ damp air surrounding​‌ the village.

Buildings‍ made of gray​ bricks darkened the⁠‍⁠ surroundings with mist.⁠

[It​‌ seems like this‌ is it.]

“…”‌

Vlad‍​‍ lifted his head⁠ to look at​​‍ the building in⁠ front of him.​

A building larger than​​ any other around.‌

The‌‍⁠ bell tower, towering‌ like a horn,‍ caught Vlad’s attention.⁠‌

A church.

The‍‍ closest place to‍‌⁠ God.

A sacred place meant⁠⁠ to protect the‌⁠ young, the weak,‌​ the elderly, the‍‌⁠ sick.

That’s​ the kind of‍​ place it should⁠‍‌ be.

“I’ll‌‍ go in.”

[Agreed.]⁠‌‍

Vlad‌‍ removed his hood‍‌​ and headed towards⁠‌‍ the gray building.⁠⁠

The‌​ only natural color​‍​ here and now‍ was the blond⁠‍ hair with which‍​ Vlad was born.‍

“…”‍‍‍

An⁠⁠‌ empty church in⁠⁠⁠ broad daylight.

Vlad‍ was the only‍⁠​ one entering the‌ chapel because everyone‌⁠⁠ in the village‍‍ was busy with​‍ their own affairs.⁠‌

‘Don’t‍‌ you see anything‍ strange here?’

[Not⁠‌ at the moment.]‍‍

Vlad‍​ walked slowly around⁠ the chapel, moving​​​ so the voice‌ could see any‌ signs or sinister⁠‌ evidence.

The​‌⁠ world of voices​⁠⁠ is a world‌ of deep colors.​

His‍⁠‌ world, which probably‌⁠ contains 100 colors​⁠ more than the‌​ child’s, surely would‌‌‌ be able to‍‌‍ find colors that⁠⁠ are not suitable​ for a sacred‍ place.

While‍‍‌ the voice searched‍​ for any unusual‌​ sign through Vlad’s‍ eyes, he studied​​ the structure of​‍​ the church and‌⁠⁠ prepared for any​ eventuality.

At‌​‍ first glance, it⁠‍ was a two-story⁠ building, but given‍⁠ the nature of‍​ church buildings trying‌‌⁠ to have a similar structure, there​ would surely be​‌‍ a basement.

Vlad‍ wanted to explore‍‍ there if possible.​‌‍

[Someone​‍‍ has come.]

But‍ as every land⁠‌ and building has‌⁠ its owner, this​​ place had one‍‌​ too.

While‌‍ Vlad walked slowly‌ around the chapel,‌⁠ he felt someone’s​​‌ gaze behind him.‌​

A gaze that weighed⁠‌ as if looking​ at an unauthorized‍ guest.

“…”‍⁠

Realizing‌ the gaze, Vlad⁠​​ began to kneel​ naturally, as if‌⁠ praying.

It‌ shouldn’t seem like‍​‍ he’s investigating this‌‍ place.

However,‍ you must be⁠​ prepared to draw⁠‍‌ your sword at⁠ any moment.

Because‌​​ this village was⁠​‌ shrouded in eerie‍ mist.

Footsteps,​ footsteps –

Vlad,​‌ who was kneeling⁠ but with his‍‌⁠ eyes wide open,‍‌‌ measured the distance‍ between him and⁠‍​ the sound of⁠‌ footsteps and prepared​‌ to draw his⁠ sword.

Vlad’s‌ blue eyes slowly⁠‍ filled with their​‍⁠ own color.

“It’s⁠‌ the first time‍‌ I’ve seen you​ around here.”

But⁠⁠​ the man who​⁠⁠ approached him from​ behind did not‍ create the worst⁠ situation Vlad had​ imagined.

He‌ simply greeted the​⁠ stranger with a warm voice.

“I‍ arrived here yesterday⁠​‍ morning.”

“Ah,‌​ you’re one of​ those mercenaries. I heard about you.”‌⁠

Carefully⁠‍​ combed brown hair.​​‍

Holding​ firmly a thick⁠ Bible.

At‍ first glance, his​⁠ physique, which seemed‌⁠‍ as slender as⁠⁠ Joseph’s, gave the⁠​ impression of a scholar rather than‍ a priest.

“I’m​ sorry for entering‌‌ suddenly, Priest.”

“No⁠‌ problem. God’s arms‌‌ are always open‍​​ at any time‍‌⁠ and in any‌‍ place.”

Vlad​‌⁠ looked at the⁠​‍ priest smiling at‍ him and lightly‌ touched the handle​‌‍ of his sword.​‍‍

[I⁠ don’t see anything.‍‌‌ At least not​⁠​ now.]

“…”‌‍

But⁠‌ what was heard‌​‌ was denial.

I came here following​⁠ the direction indicated‌‍⁠ by the girl’s‍‍ necklace, but there​ was nothing to‍⁠​ see.

“I⁠‍ don’t think I’m‌‍​ interrupting your prayers,‌‍‌ am I?”

“No.​‌‌ It’s easier to‍‌ get permission. I’ll‍‍ leave right after‍⁠ I finish praying.”​⁠

The‌ priest, witnessing the​ mercenary praying in⁠ an unusual manner,​⁠ smiled and nodded.‌

“This‌‍‍ place is a church. It’s home‌‍​ to all who‍⁠ seek God. You‌ can do as⁠ you please here.”‍

Although‍ the man in‌ front of him⁠‌​ was smiling friendly,‍‍ Vlad couldn’t be‌‍ sure.

The‌​‌ boy had seen‌ through the hidden‍‌ world with the‌ help of his⁠ voice, and he​ was aware of‍⁠ the unusual presence⁠ in the village.‌

He⁠​ couldn’t relax.

“Thank⁠ you, Father.”

Vlad‍‌ decided to withdraw​​⁠ for now.

He⁠⁠ wouldn’t find any⁠‌ more suspicious traces‌​ unless he planned⁠⁠ to inspect every‌‍ corner of the‌ church and attack‍​ the priest in⁠‍ front of him.‍⁠‌

Honestly,‌‍ he wanted to​​ do that, but⁠ Gregory had a request.

“…Then‌​ I suppose I should also take‍⁠‍ this opportunity to‍ pray.”

The​‌ priest quietly approached‍‌⁠ Vlad, who was‌⁠ prepared to pray‍ again, and knelt​​ beside him.

A boy pretending to​‌ be a mercenary‍ and a man‌‍ who couldn’t be⁠⁠ trusted as a priest knelt together​‌​ before God.

An​‌ empty church with‌​​ no one inside.⁠‍

There‍​‍ were only two‍‌⁠ men kneeling before​ God in this⁠ place.

“Please​⁠ don’t let the‍ epidemic that’s ravaging‌ this area reach‍ your group.”

‘Epidemic?’⁠⁠

The‍​ priest drew a small line with‍‌ his lips as⁠​ he looked at‍‌ Vlad, who showed⁠‌ signs of confusion.‌

“And⁠ also for our‌ children.”

With⁠⁠⁠ those words, the​‍ priest bowed his​‍ head. His posture,⁠‍ which even through​​⁠ numerous prayers seemed‌​​ serene, was clearly‍​‍ that of a faithful priest.

However,​‍⁠ Vlad could detect​ a hint of​⁠ disgust in that⁠​ image.

The‍‍​ emblem of the⁠ church, which should​‌‌ have been engraved​⁠⁠ on the bell⁠ tower, was obscured⁠​⁠ by the fog.‍​

However,‍ the emblem Vlad‌‌ saw when he‌​ first entered the‌‌ church seemed somehow​⁠ strange.

The​‍⁠ emblem of the‌​‌ church was upside​ down.

The‌ priest held the‍ Bible upside down​‍ before God as‌⁠ he prayed.

***‍​⁠

‘…’‍

Vlad‌⁠​ was lost in​ thought after leaving‍​⁠ the church.

Through‌ a black bear‍ track and the​⁠​ confessions of captured‌ men, the research‌‌​ team arrived at‌⁠ a village in‍​ Baron Utman’s territory.⁠‍‌

But​ when they reached⁠ the village following​ the tracks of‌​‌ the missing pregnant‍‌ women, what awaited‌‌​ them was only‍ sinister and gloomy‍⁠⁠ rumors along with‌‌ the fog.

‘It’s⁠‌‍ a disease that‍ only kills children…’​‌⁠

Realizing‌ how strange the‌‌ priest’s prayer was,​‌ Vlad asked nearby​ villagers about the⁠⁠‌ epidemic.

And‍⁠‌ Vlad bit his‍‍ lip at the‌‌⁠ response he heard.⁠‌‍

If‌​⁠ in Soara women⁠‌ had disappeared, here,‍​‍ on the other⁠⁠ hand, children were​⁠ dying.

It⁠​⁠ was a phenomenon‌​ similar to an‍⁠‌ epidemic, occurring not⁠ only in the⁠‍ fog-covered village but​‌⁠ also in most‌ of Baron Utman’s​ villages.

The‌ ominous omens continued.⁠⁠

“We⁠​ should find evidence.⁠‍⁠ But we can’t​‍ show this.”

It‌ couldn’t be an​ epidemic.

He​⁠​ was sure of‍‌‍ it, but he‍ had no evidence⁠‍​ to prove it.⁠⁠

He‍‍⁠ couldn’t show his‌‍​ companions the black‍ hand he saw‍ in the world‌‌ of voices.

He⁠‍ brought the sacred‍ object he had​‍⁠ brought from Soara‌‍‌ to the child‍ in the inn‍‌‍ to see if‍​ anything happened, but‍‌‌ there was no⁠ response as expected.​‌⁠

[Since‍‌‍ there’s no reaction‍⁠⁠ to the reliquary,​‍⁠ it seems to​ be a curse​‍‌ made by a high-level dark wizard.‌ It should be‌ judged by a properly educated priest.]‍‍

‘How⁠​‌ do you know‍‍‍ so much about⁠ this?’

[…I​ have no idea.]‍​

In​​⁠ response to the‍ still incoherent answer​​ from the voice,‌​‍ Vlad vigorously shook⁠​​ his head and‌‍ expressed his frustration.‍‍‌

No‍​ matter how much​‌​ you know, if‌⁠ you can’t do‍‍ anything about it,‌ it’s useless.

Now,​⁠⁠ the boy, who⁠​‍ finally had his‍ own world, found⁠ himself once again⁠​‍ facing a territory⁠‍ he couldn’t tackle‌ alone.

“Hm?”‌‌

Thinking‍⁠ about how to‌‌ tell Gregory about​​ the situation, Vlad​ saw a strange‍⁠​ sight at the​‌ corner of a street.

A small square in‌ the center of​‍ the village.

There,‍⁠ a person dressed⁠⁠ in a robe⁠ was standing in‌‌ front of the‍⁠ young girl.

“This⁠​ is what they​⁠ gave me at⁠ the church.”

The​⁠ girl proudly displayed⁠‍ the cursed necklace⁠ she had been⁠ condemned to in‌​ response to someone’s​ question.

An​⁠ unknown man received‍⁠ the necklace from‍⁠‍ the girl and​⁠‍ examined it.

***​‌

Vlad‌‍‌ was once a pickpocket.

He‌‍ had been a thief and even​​‌ a robber on‌ occasions, but his‍‍ oldest occupation had⁠​ been snatching wallets⁠‍ from other people’s⁠⁠​ hands.

It​ was a source​​ of pride for​⁠​ him.

[I⁠​⁠ think he noticed.]⁠

“I​‌‍ know too.”

Chasing‌ after the suspicious​‍‍ figure dressed in​ an inverted tunic,‍⁠ Vlad realized he‍⁠‍ was gradually approaching​ the outskirts of‌ the village.

He​‍ was being drawn.⁠

Toward⁠‍ where there were​ no people.

“I‌‌‌ guess I should‍‌​ turn back.”

Vlad‍‍‍ bit his tongue⁠‌ and halted his​ steps toward the​‌‌ alley corner.

The‍⁠‌ boy hadn’t overestimated​⁠ his skills.

As​ he had seen‌ so many talented​ people, he knew‌ he was still‌ just a novice.‍​​

Moreover,‌‌​ being in such​⁠ a suspicious village,⁠ it was natural‌‌​ for him to⁠ be cautious with‍‌ his actions.

‘I⁠​‌ should report to‌ Gregory.’

He⁠⁠​ had confirmed the⁠ impression, so reporting‍ to his superior‍ should be enough.⁠⁠

Perhaps​⁠‍ through this person,‌‌​ he could inform‌ Gregory of the​ suspicious aspects of​‍ the village.

[It’s​⁠‍ coming!]

However,⁠ life never flowed‍ according to one’s​‌ intentions.

Perhaps‍ sensing Vlad’s intention⁠⁠ to retreat slowly,‍ the man in⁠‌ the tunic suddenly​‌‍ charged.

‘Like⁠‌‌ this?’

He⁠⁠ hadn’t even reached‍ the alley where⁠ there were still​​ houses.

But​ unlike his cautious​‌ behavior so far,​​ the unknown figure⁠⁠‍ aggressively lunged at​‌ Vlad unsure if⁠ he was a priest or not.‍‌

‘Curse!’⁠‍

Though​⁠ he couldn’t have⁠‌ foreseen it, he⁠ had time to⁠​ prepare.

Vlad‍⁠ calmly drew his⁠‍⁠ sword and faced‌​‍ the unknown figure.‌​⁠

Clang!‍‌

The‌‍‍ swords clashed.

Just​‍ when the weight‍ of the sword​‍​ coming at him‌​ was heavier than‍​ expected, the boy⁠ realized.

[Left!]​

Using​⁠​ the rebound force,‍ Vlad quickly raised⁠ his sword, which​ had suddenly risen⁠‌‌ to the sky.‍

“······!”⁠‍

In‍‌‌ a brief moment⁠ where he couldn’t​ even lift his‍​ sword, Vlad instinctively‌‌ stepped back from‌​​ the unknown attacker’s​ assault with an‍ agile foot movement.‍‍​

These‍‌ were the steps​​ his master had‍​⁠ taught him, as⁠ if instilled in‌⁠ him like a child.

Snap!‌⁠

Vlad​ was convinced as‍‍​ he looked at⁠‌​ the rough, hollow‌⁠ ground.

‘He’s‍​ a knight!’

Now,​⁠ even facing the‍ sword alone, he⁠⁠ could tell.

Those‌​‌ who had the‍ skills to subdue⁠‍⁠ the boy.

The‌‌ only people like‍​⁠ that were the‍​​ knights.

While​ the unknown one‌​ momentarily stood confused‌‌ at seeing the​⁠ boy let his‍‍​ attack flow like​⁠ water through his⁠​‍ fingers.

Vlad‌ quickly closed an‌​ eye towards the​‍‍ person who might​​ be a former⁠‌⁠ knight or a current one.

The⁠‍ boy’s world began‌‌ to flow through​⁠‍ the sword.

The⁠​‍ plan was to‍‌ finish it with‍ one blow as​⁠​ is unexpected.

The​ boy revealed his‍ power first, so​​ this moment was​‍ his only chance.​⁠

Only​​‍ one chance.

“Ugh!”‌

With‌⁠⁠ a brief shout,‌‍‍ Vlad lunged at⁠​‌ the figure in‍ front of him.⁠

The⁠‌‍ unknown one was⁠​‌ taken aback by​‍ the boy’s unexpected⁠‌ move and quickly​ raised her sword.‌‍⁠

[…Vlad!]⁠‌‍

There⁠​⁠ was a bright⁠⁠ light that pushed‍​‍ away the dense​‍‍ fog.

Kaaaaang-!​

In⁠​‌ front of the​⁠‌ boy who had⁠​ a completely different​ feeling from before,​‍‌ the voice urgently‌ stopped Vlad.

But‍‍ Vlad didn’t stop.‌

People⁠ who hurt children‌ were hiding everywhere,​⁠ but the boy‌‌ was angry at⁠‍⁠ himself for not‌​ being able to‍ do anything.

Like⁠⁠⁠ my younger self.‍

I don’t want to⁠⁠‌ live like that‌ anymore.

After‌‍ breaking his own‍⁠‌ promise, the boy’s‍ anger became sharper‌ and fiercer, and‌ he flew towards‌⁠ the person in‍​​ front of him.‌‍⁠

An⁠‍ unstoppable attack.

Following‌ Jager’s teachings to⁠‍⁠ always think of​​ the next move,⁠ Vlad continuously attacked‍⁠‌ the opponent in‍ front of him.‌

[Stop!‍‌ Stop!]

The⁠‌ blades clashed.

Sparks‌​ flew between the‌​​ swords.

The⁠ tunic worn by‍​⁠ the unknown one‍ was torn.

And‌ thus, the figure‌‍​ he was facing‍⁠ was revealed.

[The⁠⁠‌ perpetrator is a paladin!]

The‌‍ green seen in​‌⁠ the meadow.

Green‍ eyes that reminded‌‌‌ him of Lady​‍‍ Oksana.

There‍‍ was a woman‌⁠​ with green eyes⁠⁠ looking at the​ boy in astonishment.‌‌

Among‍​‍ the wavy hair,⁠⁠‌ she gazed at​‌⁠ him with surprised⁠⁠‍ eyes.

Vlad‌​⁠ closed one eye⁠ to see her​​ inner world, but⁠‍ the woman’s two​‌​ eyes were fully‍‍‍ focused on the‌​​ boy.

Her​ world was already‌ above this world.​‌​

Under⁠‌⁠ the word of‌​ God.

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