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Star-Embracing Swordmaster Chapter 70: Lady Zemina (1)

Chapter 70: Lady Zemina (1)

Joseph⁠‍‍ handed her the‍​‍ teacup and looked‍⁠‌ at the nun​‍‌ sitting in front‌‌‍ of him.

An‍‍ elderly woman dressed⁠‍⁠ in worn-out yet​‌ carefully ironed clothes.⁠​​

The⁠⁠ convent’s prioress spoke‍⁠ as she sipped‍‍ the tea Joseph‌‍ had given her.‍

“I‍‍ understand that the‍ mayor is considering⁠ cultivating that seed,‍ but we must‍​⁠ be cautious.”

The‍⁠ convent’s prioress was​ looking Joseph straight⁠‍‌ in the eyes​‍‍ with her head⁠‍⁠ held high.

Her⁠⁠ simple posture was​‌ evident simply by⁠‍​ her seated stance.‌​

“From⁠‍‌ what I personally​​‍ observed, he was‍⁠​ very impatient and‍ cruel, perhaps due⁠‍ to his low​‌‍ social status. This​ child will definitely‍‍‌ cause trouble.”

That‌ day, Vlad dragged‍‌ Zemina out of​‌ the convent without‍⁠ following the proper‌ procedures.

If​ he had thought‍‌‍ about the future,‌ he probably shouldn’t‍‌ have done it,⁠⁠‍ but in life,‌​ there are moments‍ when emotions take⁠‍ precedence over reason.‌

“I​ told you this‍‍ because I was⁠‌ concerned he might​​⁠ damage the mayor’s‌ reputation.”

“…Is‍‌⁠ that so.”

Joseph​ already knew that⁠‌ Vlad had committed‌‌ some indiscretions in‍‌ the convent.

However,​‌ it was quite⁠ intentional to question​​‍ that behavior and‌‍ issue a warning.‍⁠

There‌‍ must be a good reason why​‌ the prioress is‌ doing this to‌​​ the boy who​‍ received approval from‍‌​ Priest Andreas and‌ Saint Rogino.

“Sir.⁠​ Joseph.”

“What’s‍⁠ going on?”

Just​ as Joseph was⁠ thinking about who‌​ might be behind‌‍​ the prioress, Jager⁠ called, opened the⁠⁠ door, and entered⁠‍ the mayor’s office.​‌

Although‌​ Jager didn’t have​⁠​ permission to enter⁠⁠ and knew he‍ was speaking with​ a guest, he‌‍‌ had good reasons‍‍ for doing so.​‍

“The‌ stable caretaker I sent with Sir.‌​ Ramund has returned.”‌​‌

Joseph‍⁠ narrowed his eyes‍⁠ when he saw‌​​ that Jager’s expression⁠ was unusual.

“He‍‍⁠ returned alone.”

“What’s​‍​ the reason?”

Joseph⁠ looked Jager in⁠​ the eyes and‍ leaned in.

“Let‍ him in.”

Click-!‍‌

The⁠‍ prioress was sitting⁠⁠ right in front‌​ of him, but‍‍‍ Jager’s attitude was​​⁠ urgent.

“Hello,⁠‌⁠ Sir. Joseph. There’s‌ been a major‌‍⁠ problem.”

While⁠‌‌ Jager nodded, Goethe,​​​ who had been⁠ waiting outside, entered‍ with urgent steps.⁠⁠

His⁠‌‌ face covered in⁠‍ sweat and dirt⁠​‌ showed how urgently⁠ Goethe had moved.⁠‌‌

“Speak.”​‍‍

Goethe⁠‍​ swallowed hard with​​ Joseph’s permission and‌ quickly began to‌‌ speak the words⁠ he had been‍ thinking.

“The‍ barbarians have appeared.”⁠

When‌‌ the word “barbarian”​⁠ came out of‍ Goethe’s mouth, the‍⁠​ nun covered her​ mouth unconsciously.

Having‌ lived for a long time, she‍⁠ knew well the‍‌ fear that barbarians‍‌⁠ brought.

“…Where.”‍⁠‌

“It’s⁠​ a road that‍‌ connects Soara and‌ Varna. They were‍ attacking people there.”​

It⁠‍ was an impossible‌‍ situation, but the‍⁠ man named Goethe‌‌⁠ was a person‌⁠‌ with a certain‌⁠‌ degree of confidence,⁠⁠‍ based on his‍⁠ past experience.

It⁠‍ was worth listening‌‌ to his report.​‍⁠

“I​⁠ was told to​ bring someone.”

Goethe‌ opened his mouth,‍ licking his dry​​‌ lips with his​ tongue, perhaps feeling⁠⁠ overwhelmed by Joseph’s​‍ gaze or by‍​ an urgent situation.‌

“Sir.⁠‌ Ramund and Vlad‍ are holding the‌‌‍ barbarian leader hostage.”‌‌

“…”‌​

Goethe‍‌⁠ was saying.

That⁠ Ramund and Vlad‌ are conducting a sit-in, holding onto⁠ the barbarian leader‌ to protect the‍ people who were⁠⁠ attacked.

Just​‌ the two of⁠‍ them.

“…Jager.‍‌ Gather the knights​​‌ and move out​‌‍ immediately. Take charge⁠ yourself.”

“Yes.”‌‍

“Goethe.​​ I’m sorry for​ you who just‌‌ returned, but you​⁠‌ need to be‍ a guide for‍‍ Jager.”

“Alright.”‌

“Then​ hurry.”

Joseph,‌ who had dismissed‍ the two of‍⁠‍ them, bowed his‍ head with both​ hands on his‍​​ forehead as if‍⁠‌ praying.

But⁠‌​ Joseph didn’t bow⁠‍ his head to‍ pray.

He​‍ was suppressing his‍ anger, thinking of​ the barbarians who​ dared to defile⁠‍ and harm Bayezid’s​ land and someone⁠⁠‌ who warned him.‍⁠‌

“…Isn’t⁠⁠ it truly amazing?​​

Joseph​​ slowly lifted his‌ head to the⁠ nun who was​ sitting across from‌‍‍ him.

“Although‌⁠‍ I am of‍‍‍ humble origin and​ impatient, don’t you⁠⁠ say that I am protecting the​ lambs according to‌⁠ God’s will?”

“…That’s​‍ right.”

The​‌‍ Joseph seen in⁠ the eyes of​‌ the Mother Superior⁠​​ had a more‍ dangerous look than‌‍ the boy she⁠‌⁠ saw that day.‍

The‌‍ look in his‍‍⁠ eyes made it​ seem that if​ trouble were to‍‌ arise, it would​‌ be him and‌‌ not the boy.‍​

“Please,‍‌⁠ tell her my⁠ words. Mother Superior.”​

The​⁠‌ city of Soara‌⁠‌ moves with two⁠‍ hands.

Joseph​‍​ Bayezid, legitimate mayor⁠‌‌ of Soara, recognized‌ by blood.

“Thank⁠⁠ you for worrying​ about me.”

The⁠ bishop of Soara,‌⁠ who cares for‍​ humans according to‍‍ God’s word. For​‌ these two people.​​‍

“And​‌‌ he will come‌‍​ to see you​​ soon.”

Although‍ they belong to⁠ different realms, the⁠ two people moving‍‍​ in the same⁠ city were destined‌‍ to meet at⁠‌⁠ least once.

Ultimately,​‍‌ both human power‌⁠ and divine power​‍ come from the‌⁠ people.

Outside⁠ the mayor’s office‌⁠ window, the sound⁠‌‍ of horse hooves‍ could be heard‍‌​ as the cavalry‍‌ soldiers galloped noisily.​​‌

***‌‌

If‌⁠‍ it were an⁠‌⁠ ordinary group of​ bandits, the leader‌⁠ would have surrendered​‌ the moment they‌⁠ caught him.

However,​‌ these were not‍​ bandits but barbarians,‌​‌ warriors from a barbarian tribe called​​ Budayatra, and Agge‌⁠ was the son⁠ of the tribe’s⁠​⁠ chief and its‍‍‍ leader.

“Don’t​ you think there‍⁠ are more and‌​ more of them?”​​

“…Many‌ of them are‌​⁠ moving south.”

Ramund‍‍ nodded heavily at‍ Vlad’s words.

The​‌‍ barbarians didn’t abandon‍ their leader.

They‌⁠ continued to follow⁠ them, pressing Ramund‍ and Vlad, who‍ led the people​ and slowly headed‍​‌ south.

Even​​⁠ now, the walls​ of Soara are​​ barely visible.

“It⁠ seems like the​‌‍ guy named Goethe‍‌⁠ has arrived at‍⁠ the right place.”⁠

However,​​ this tedious confrontation,​⁠​ which lasted more‌‌ than a day,‍ has ended from‌​ this moment on.​

Ramund​‍ held his sword​ against Agge’s neck⁠‍ and looked at​​‌ the dust rising⁠‌​ in the distance.​

They⁠⁠‌ were the soldiers‌ of Soara.

“We‍‌ arrived a little​⁠ late.”

“Don’t⁠ forget that this‌‌‌ is the land​‌​ of Bayezid.”

Agge​‌​ watched as he‌‌ looked at the‌‍​ troops coming from‌‌‌ Soara.

If‍⁠‍ the warriors he‌​ had brought with⁠⁠ him had gathered‍⁠‌ even a little⁠ earlier, not even‌⁠ the two knights​‌ using Aura would‍‍ have been able‌ to protect everyone‍​ present. {1}

If​‍ so, they could‍⁠ have at least​ liberated me.

“That​​‌ was a good‌ decision. Elder.”

The‍ decision to cling‍ to him and‌ press himself while‌⁠​ leading the group‌​ back to Soara.​‍‌

Worried​ about being caught,​⁠ he calculated the‌​‌ appropriate distance and​‍⁠ time and sent‍​ Goethe to Soara.⁠⁠

If⁠ either of the​‌‍ two had gone⁠‍⁠ wrong or had⁠‍‌ not attempted it,⁠​ the group would⁠‍‌ have been surrounded​ by unknown barbarians⁠ instead of seeing‍‍⁠ Soara.

“Why⁠‌‌ the hell did​‍‍ you come here?‍ Why did you⁠‍ come so deep?”​‌‌

Ramund,​‌ who had finally⁠⁠ achieved his intention,‍‌⁠ began to ask⁠​ the questions he⁠ had been harboring.⁠‌​

However,​ instead of the⁠‌ sword tip threatening⁠​​ him, Agge’s eyes⁠ were only focused‍ on the boy​​⁠ in front of‍⁠ him, mounted on​​‍ a black horse⁠ looking at his‌⁠⁠ comrades.

“We‍ needed the son‍⁠​ of the steppes.‌⁠‌ That’s why he​‍ followed you here.”​‌

“Are‌⁠ those who followed‌ the horse plundering⁠‍ the people?”

“I​ guess that was​‍ also a way​‌‍ to earn pocket‌ money.”

Although‍​​ Vlad threw Agge‍‌⁠ to the ground,‍‌‌ he did not‌ lose his confident⁠​⁠ attitude.

“But‌​ I didn’t know‍ the son of​ the steppes would​‌⁠ choose the boy‌ from the empire⁠‍‌ over us.”

Although‍‍ he was alone,​‍⁠ the boy did⁠ an excellent job‍⁠‌ holding off the​ charge of the‍​‌ barbarians on the​ way here.

Although⁠⁠ he didn’t want‌⁠‍ to admit it,‍ there must have⁠⁠‍ been a reason⁠ why the son⁠‌ of the steppes‌ chose the boy‍‍‌ over him.

“…You’ll‌‍​ have to explain‍ this in detail.”‍‍​

It​ seemed there was⁠‍ some story behind⁠​ this, but the‌⁠ tip of Ramund’s⁠ sword did not‍ waver.

In​ any case, since⁠‌ these were the⁠​ guys who entered​⁠⁠ Bayezid’s land without​‌‌ permission and plundered‌‌⁠ it, there would⁠ be no need‌ to investigate the‌ situation.

“Get⁠ back! Everyone get‍‌ back!”

Agge,​​​ realizing that the​ situation was already​‍‌ over, shouted loudly​ to his companions.⁠‍

“Stay‌⁠​ still!”

Due‍ to Agge’s sudden‌‌ action, Ramund’s sword⁠​ lost its hold‌‌‌ on his neck‌‍​ and bright red​​​ blood was forming,‍⁠ but Agge did‌ not stop shouting.⁠‍

“Get‌ back!”

The​⁠ barbarian warriors who​ heard Agge’s voice​‌ hesitated for a moment but nodded‌‌⁠ when they saw‍ the soldiers of‌ Soara running from⁠​‌ afar.

Their‍‌⁠ leader failed and‌​‍ was captured.

Since‍⁠⁠ we cannot have‌‌ a frontal clash‍​ with the soldiers‌⁠‌ on the front‌​‌ territory of Soara,​ we will have​‍​ to wait until‌⁠ a later date.​‌‌

“Goodbye.⁠ Leader!”

Barbarians​‌ turning the reins⁠ with a cunning‍‍ neighbor.

The​ people running as‍​‌ if fleeing, dragging‌‌⁠ their bodies unaided,‌⁠​ could only sigh‌ in relief at​‌⁠ seeing that sight.‍⁠

“Thank‍​ you. Sir!”

“Thank⁠​​ you for saving​​ us!”

People​⁠‍ fell to their​‍‍ knees in sobs.‍‍

No⁠ one here thought‍ they could return‌ to Soara with​ their lives preserved.⁠‍⁠

The‍‍ pressure from the⁠​ barbarians was intense‍ and threatening, and​ the situation was‌‌ desperate.

However,‌​ there were men‍‌ who led them‌‌⁠ here, blocking those⁠‍ barbarians.

“…It’s‌ over.”

As⁠‌ the boy watched⁠‍ the barbarians recede,‌ he bit his‌ tongue and said​⁠ that finally everything‍‍ was over.

Vlad’s‌‌⁠ blonde hair waved‍​⁠ in the wind​‍⁠ as he looked‌​​ at the people.‍⁠

His‍ name was Vlad‍‍‍ from Soara.

***​

“What‍ happened?”

“I​‍⁠ don’t know. The‍‌ barbarians suddenly appeared.”​⁠

When​‍‌ Vlad mentioned he​​​ had been involved​‌ in the incident​‍‌ but didn’t know​ the internal story,‍​⁠ Jager approached quietly.‌‌​

“…Good‌ job.”

As‌⁠ they neared Soara,⁠ the group of⁠ barbarians that Agge​‌‍ had brought along‍ numbered almost 40‍​ people.

Since⁠ only the two‌ of them were‍‍⁠ holding them off,‍‍‍ it was a situation Vlad was‍‍‌ exhausted from.

“But‍​​ where did that​ come from?”

Jager’s‍ gaze settled on⁠‍‌ the black horse⁠ carrying Vlad.

Even‍⁠‍ to the naked‍‌⁠ eye, it seemed​‍​ unusual as it​ was large compared​ to other horses.‌‍‍

“Oh,‌‌⁠ this guy?”

A smile crept onto‌ Vlad’s lips, as‌‌⁠ if he had⁠‌ been expecting that⁠‌​ question.

“This‍​‌ is the guy⁠‌ I saw when​‍ I was dealing​ with the Death‍⁠‍ Worm back then.⁠ How did you‌⁠‍ find me?”

“Mmm.”‌​‌

The​ kid seemed tired,‍⁠‌ but he shrugged,​⁠⁠ saying he could‍ finally ride a horse.

Especially⁠‌ because he was‌ in front of‍ Jager, he seemed⁠⁠‌ desperate to be‌‍ more condescending.

“Stop‌⁠ acting so proud.”‍

“As‌‍‍ soon as I return, I’ll have‍‍ to saddle him​‌​ up first.”

“…”‌‍

Vlad​ was extremely excited⁠ and ignored his‍​​ own words.

Seeing​ that, Jager wanted‌​‍ to kick him,‍‍ but as there‌‌ were still people⁠ behind him occasionally​‍ shouting the kid’s‌ name, he decided⁠ to bear it‌⁠ for now.

“Now‍ you know you’re​ paying for the‍ food.”

A small growl escaped​ him.

He‍⁠ saved the people‍⁠ from the barbarians​ and also revealed‍​ the identity of‍ the rumored ghost‌⁠ horse.

Vlad‍ nodded, thinking that‌​⁠ was enough to‍‌ regain the points​​ he had lost​‌‌ with Joseph, but​⁠ the job was​ not yet finished.⁠​

“Huh?‍ Hey. Let’s go.”‍

Neigh-​​

It​ was a black⁠ horse that had‍‍‌ been following Vlad’s‌ words a moment‍ ago, but as‌⁠‌ soon as it‌​⁠ approached Soara’s gate,‌⁠⁠ it started to⁠ move away and​‌ refused to come‍​ any closer.

“Huh?⁠​⁠ Huh?”

Vlad​ began to panic‌ at the horse’s‍‌ sudden and strange‌‌‌ behavior, and the‌​⁠ soldiers around him‍‌ started to hurriedly‍‍ flee the scene.​

“They⁠​‍ said they would‍​ saddle him up​‌‍ first.”

“Why​ is it like‍‌ this?”

Jager‍⁠‍ squinted and began‌ to notice the​ strange behavior of‍​⁠ the black horse.‍‌

For‌⁠ some reason, it‌ seemed uneasy from‌​ the moment the​ soldiers approached.

“…The‍‍​ guy who seems‌​​ to be hated⁠‍ by horses, and‌ also the horse‌⁠ that doesn’t let⁠‍‍ anyone ride it‍‌‌ also hates humans,‍ so they really​⁠​ got along.”

Watching‍‌ the black horse⁠‍ that wasn’t even‌ stepping back now‌‌‍ lifting its front​​‍ hoof and gleaming,‌​ Jager thought they‍​ were quite the‍ pair.

Translator’s⁠ notes:

(1):​ Agge thinks Vlad⁠‌ is also a knight because he‌ used Aura so‍⁠⁠ I included 2 knights.

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