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Star-Embracing Swordmaster Chapter 75: Cold-hearted dragon (1)

Chapter 75: Cold-hearted dragon (1)

On‌ the hill of⁠‍ the white desert,⁠⁠ the knights were‌‌ gathered, watching a place.

The​ icy cold of‌​​ the northern wind‍⁠‍ stung their eyes,‍⁠​ but the knights‌​ paid no attention⁠​ and simply gazed‍ at the distant⁠ horizon.

They‍‍ were waiting.

The‍​‍ torches that would​‌ bring cold breath.‌⁠⁠

“I‌‍ can see it.”​

And‌ the iron-clad knights⁠⁠ carrying the torches‌ did their best​‍⁠ on their mission.⁠​​

A huge blast of‍ cold air approaches‍⁠‌ rapidly from afar.⁠‌​

And​⁠ knights with torches​‍​ running towards them,‍​ surrounded by a cold mist.

They⁠‍ were knights of⁠​‌ the Baranov steelworking‍‌ family.

“Get‍‍ ready.”

“Yes.”⁠

Upon‍⁠⁠ receiving an order​⁠‍ from a man⁠​ who looked like‍​ a captain, the⁠ knights watching from​⁠‌ the hill began​⁠ to mount their‌​ horses one by‌ one.

Each⁠‍ of them held‌ a magical torch‍‌​ to protect themselves‍​‍ from the cold‍‌ and stared intently⁠ at the remains‍⁠ of the fallen‍⁠ dragon running towards‍ them with rough‌ breaths.

“Now!”⁠

With​‌​ the signal from‌‍​ the assistant, the‍‍​ knights began to‍​ run downhill.

“….”​‍

As⁠‍‍ the knights rushed‍⁠ forward, the man‌⁠‍ with a ponytail‍ pulled one of‍‍​ the spears from‌‍ the ground and‍ silently closed his‍ left eye.

A knight’s sword is‌ sharp, but it‍​​ can only cause⁠⁠⁠ damage if it​‌ touches the opponent.​

And‌ the fallen dragon‌​ they were trying‍⁠‌ to face was⁠‌‍ so fast that​⁠⁠ they couldn’t easily​ catch it.

Therefore,‌‌ the blacksmith sent​​⁠ the knight he‌‍⁠ considered most suitable‌​​ for this job.‍‌

Valkov‌‌ with the lance.​⁠‍

The​‌‍ lance he held‍​​ began to glow‍‌ with a bright‍ blue light.

“It’s⁠⁠ breath!”

The⁠‌​ white dragon, roaring‌‌⁠ as it saw‍ the knights clinging⁠ to it, opened⁠‌ its mouth and‍⁠ took a deep‌ breath, as if‌‍‍ its judgment had‌ been distorted.

Its‍ chest expanded greatly,⁠ and the white‍​‍ scales rose, warning‍​ of what would‍⁠ happen next.

The⁠ knights, sensing the‌‌ impending destruction, quickly​​​ attempted evasive maneuvers.​‍

“Hmph!”‌

Valkov‍ hurled his lance​​​ at the dragon,‍‍​ which paused for‍⁠ a moment to⁠⁠ catch its breath.​‌⁠

The‌ aura-filled lance began​​ to fly through‍ the wind with‍⁠ an elastic motion.‌

This‌‍⁠ is enough.

At​‌⁠ this distance, a flying lance wouldn’t‌​ be noticed.

However,‍⁠ Valkov suddenly found‍‍ himself met with⁠ blue eyes staring​​‌ directly at him‍‍ from a distance.​

“What?”‌⁠

The​​​ remains of the​ fallen dragon. Lindworm.​

The⁠‌ dragon, with the‌‌⁠ icy cold in‌ its chest, quickly⁠ writhed with movements‌ more agile than‌​​ those of a wolf.

Kwaaaah!‍⁠​

Gyaaaah!‍⁠‌

It‌⁠ was fast, but‍ too late.

The⁠ lance that had‍ just passed was‍ deeply embedded in‍ the ground.With white​‍⁠ scales fluttering.

“Damn⁠​ it!”

Valkov‍​​ let out an​ angry exclamation unknowingly.‍‌

Although‌ it was known⁠ to be fast,‌​⁠ he never expected‌‍ it to be⁠‌ as sensitive as​​ it is now.‌​​

“It‍ can’t move!”

“Surround​‍ it!”

The​​ knights who noticed‌ Valkov’s failure relentlessly‌​​ rode around Lindworm,⁠‍ blocking its escape​‌‍ route, but the​ fallen dragon realized‍ it had already‍⁠ fallen into a trap set by⁠ humans.

Kwaaa-!​‌

With​​ a furious roar,‍⁠​ Lindworm quickly lifted‍ the siege of‌ the knights and​ began to run‌​​ towards the snowy‍‌ mist.

Because‌ judging the time​‍ and place was​ the basic attitude⁠​ a predator should​​ have.

“Follow⁠​ me!”

“Block‍ the front!”

As⁠‍ Lindworm retreated, the‍ knights urged their‌‍ horses to reach‌ the dragon, which⁠‌⁠ accelerated at great‍‍ speed, but it⁠‌ was a tough⁠ task even for‌‍ the horses.

The​ horses, exhausted from‍⁠ chasing the dragon,​ foamed at the‌‌⁠ mouth and began​ to stop one‍‍ by one.

“Damn‌​ it!”

Valkov,⁠ seeing the siege⁠⁠‍ lifted, shouted a single word and⁠​ threw the lance​‍​ he held to‍ the ground, but‍ Lindworm had already​ disappeared into the‍​ white mist.

Only‍⁠⁠ the furious roar⁠‍ of the dragon​⁠⁠ could be heard​⁠‌ coming from the⁠‍ foggy snowy distance.‍‌

***‍

A stable installed in​ Rose’s Smile.

In​‌ the place Madame‌⁠‌ Marcella paid special​​​ attention to, Vlad‍ watched Goethe with‍​ rolled eyes.

“Please,‌‍⁠ just this once.‌ Please!”

Goethe‌‍ clasped his hands​ as if pleading,​ but the black‍ horse simply kicked‍ him without the​‍ slightest hesitation.

“Let​ me saddle you⁠‌‍ just once!”

Neighing—​

A black horse raising⁠‌ its front hoof‌​ threateningly toward Goethe,⁠ who continued clinging‍ annoyingly to it.‍

Goethe⁠ simply stepped back‍‍‌ upon seeing that.​

“You​‌​ seem to have​⁠ a shitty personality.​⁠⁠ Seriously!”

Goethe,‌‌ who was snorting⁠​ as if he⁠‍ could no longer‌‌‍ bear the black‌​​ horse that seemed‌ to ignore his‍ pleas, this time​​⁠ turned his head⁠‌‌ and looked in⁠ Vlad’s direction.

Here⁠ was another damn⁠​ guy.

“Do‌ something about it,⁠⁠ please!”

Of​ the two, Goethe⁠‌ vented his anger‌‍‌ towards the one​ who could communicate‍⁠ less, but the⁠ blond one was‌⁠ equally disobedient.

“He⁠ really doesn’t listen‍ to me.”

“Isn’t‌‍⁠ this what the‌ captain said?”

Seeing⁠⁠ Vlad shrug as⁠⁠ if wondering what​ to do, Goethe‍​ lifted his head⁠⁠ and looked up‍‍ at the sky.‌‍

The‍‌ black horse, and‍​⁠ the blond boy.‍

Well,‍ I met some‌​‍ boys.

“I⁠ want to hit⁠ you.”

He⁠ was prepared, but‌ he didn’t expect‌ it to be​‍​ this difficult.

Though‍‍ it was a wild horse, it⁠ still followed people,‌‌ so I thought‍ something would work,⁠⁠‌ but it was⁠​ a big mistake.⁠​​

But​ it wasn’t just‌‌ because Goethe couldn’t‍ saddle him that‍‍ angered him.

“Zemina⁠ can do it.​⁠ Why can’t you?​ Isn’t it just​‌ that you lack⁠ skills?”

“…!”​‍‍

Goethe⁠⁠‍ clenched his teeth​‌ upon hearing Vlad’s⁠​ voice whispering beside⁠​‍ him.

‘Why‍​‍ do you listen‍⁠⁠ to that girl‌⁠‍ so attentively…!’

That⁠‌⁠ was the biggest‍‌ issue.

Though‌‍⁠ he was a violent type, the‌‍‍ problem was that‍‍ he seemed like‍‍‌ an innocent lamb‌​ in front of⁠‍‍ the redhead.

There‌ was clearly someone⁠ who had tamed⁠ him, so the‌‍​ current situation would‌ surely raise doubts​​‌ about Goethe’s abilities‌‍ as the stable​ keeper.

“…It’s‍​⁠ because he doesn’t⁠⁠ have a name.”⁠

“What​‍ nonsense.”

“It’s​ because the wild‌​ hasn’t died. You‌ have to give⁠‌ him a name‍⁠‍ to know where‍‍‍ he stands!”

It‍‌‌ was clearly a nonsensical claim, but‍⁠‌ Vlad unconsciously nodded​‌ at Goethe’s surprisingly⁠ plausible words.

That‍‍ could really be‌ the case.

Watching‌⁠ Vlad standing and‌⁠ pondering what he⁠ had said, Goethe​⁠ said he should‍‌ at least have‍​‌ a beer and‍ went inside with‌⁠‌ a rosy smile.⁠⁠‌

“…A​⁠‍ name.”

Vlad‌‌​ scratched his chin‍⁠⁠ as he watched‌ the black horse‌ walk into the‌​ stable on its‌​‌ own feet.

“I‍⁠ see. I need⁠⁠ to build it.”⁠‌​

The​‍‍ boy who ran‌ across the plains‌ abandoned his duties​ and followed the‍ boy to this‍ place.

In⁠ that case, it‍‍‍ would be right‌​ to at least⁠‌ give him a new name.

“Is​ Vlad here?”

Vlad,‌⁠⁠ who was contemplating⁠​⁠ a name while‌‌​ making eye contact​⁠⁠ with the black⁠ horse, turned his‌⁠ head when he⁠‍ heard a voice⁠ calling him from​‍ behind.

“Sir‍⁠ Joseph is calling⁠‌ for you.”

Vlad⁠⁠‍ nodded as he‍‌‌ listened to the⁠‍ man’s words who‌‍ came to see⁠ him from the​​ town hall.

“I’ll‌ think about it⁠ later.”

The​⁠ black horse nodded‍ as if understanding​​⁠ what Vlad said.‍⁠

Though⁠‌​ it wasn’t his‌‍ name, Vlad took​⁠ a step forward⁠⁠‍ for the man​‍ who gave him⁠‌‌ a title that​⁠ allowed him to⁠‌ have confidence anywhere.​

***‌

Joseph‌‌‍ made a subtle‌‌⁠ expression as he​‍ looked at the​​ man who suddenly​‌ approached him.

He‍‌ wasn’t someone who​‌‌ arrived at a place he couldn’t⁠‌‍ go to, but‌ he wasn’t necessarily​‍‍ someone who necessarily​‍ came to visit⁠⁠⁠ either.

“As​ expected, your mother’s‍‍ insight is amazing.⁠‌ No matter where⁠ I go, I’ve⁠ never tasted tea⁠‍ like this before.”​​

Rutiger‌‌‍ made a humorous⁠‌ expression as he​ raised the teacup‌‌ he was holding‌ towards Joseph.

As‍ if his words​ weren’t empty, Dorothea’s​⁠‍ ears perked up⁠‌ as she took‍⁠​ a sip from​‌​ her teacup.

“Didn’t‍‌​ you ask your‍⁠ mother to give‍ it to you?‍ I don’t think‌‌‍ it’s very expensive.”‌‍

“…That’s​ not easy.”

At‌⁠ Joseph’s words, Rutiger‍ smiled bitterly and‌‌​ shook his head.​⁠‍

“Is⁠​​ there something that⁠ is difficult to‍ explain with words?​ You know what‌​‍ I mean, right?”⁠‌⁠

Joseph‍⁠⁠ nodded as he‌ looked at Rutiger,​⁠ who gave him⁠‌ a subtle expression.⁠‍⁠

Although​‍‌ Oksana wasn’t the​⁠ type of person​‍‌ who wouldn’t even⁠ do him a small favor, their‌‍ relationship was destined​ to be tense⁠​ in many ways.⁠​‌

As‍‍ they had no​​‍ choice but to‌ compete for the⁠ same things, Rutiger‌ couldn’t expect Oksana​ to act as‍ a mother from‍⁠⁠ an early age.‍⁠​

“….”​

Joseph‍‌⁠ let out a small sigh as​‌​ he watched Rutiger‍‍ confidently talk about‌​ delicate matters that‍⁠ he wouldn’t have‌⁠‍ dared to reveal.‌

The​ two brothers were‍ truly different and‌​ had something that‌⁠ the other didn’t‌ have.

“What​​ brings you here?”‍‌

“Well,⁠‌ brothers don’t necessarily‍⁠​ have to have‌​​ a reason to​⁠‌ see each other.”⁠⁠

Rutiger,​​‌ who was looking⁠‌‍ at Joseph with⁠⁠‍ his arms resting‍‌ on the backrest,​ saw his younger⁠‌‍ brother looking at⁠ him without moving‌‌ and nodded as‌ if he knew​​‍ he would do⁠​ the same.

“Don’t‍ look at me‌‍ so seriously. There’s​​ a reason why⁠​‍ I came here.”​‌

Joseph‍‌ didn’t even accept‍⁠ the joke he​‍‍ briefly made before‌ getting into the​‍ main topic, but​⁠ Rutiger wasn’t embarrassed‌​ at all.

Because​‌⁠ it was something⁠‌‍ he had seen‌‍‌ all his life.‌⁠​

“After​‍ receiving the report⁠ you sent, my​‌⁠ father assigned me​‌‍ to investigate the‌ barbarian region. And​ there I discovered⁠‍‌ an unusual trend.”​

Joseph⁠ raised his eyebrows⁠‌ and waited for⁠⁠ Rutiger’s next words.​‍

“The​​‍ dragon is coming‌ down. It seems‍​‌ that the barbarian​ you brought with‌ you was right.”​

“…Lindworm.”​

Joseph‍‍‌ uttered a word​ and rested his​⁠ chin on his‍ hand.

In⁠‍​ the end, what‌‍ Agge said was​‍​ correct.

Even⁠ in the icy‍ cold of the​ northern wind, the⁠ dragon living in‍‌⁠ the coldest place⁠​‍ was coming down.​​

“It​⁠‌ will still be‌‌ too early for‍⁠‌ it to come⁠‌ down… Besides, he’s‌ not the type‍ of person who‌⁠ always moves just‍ because it’s winter,‌‍‌ right?”

“Yes.”‍

If​ in the west‍‍‍ there were deadly‍ worms that burrowed⁠ into the earth,‍‌ in the north‌​⁠ there were the‌ Lindworms that lived‌‌ in blizzards.

The‍ coldest and fastest⁠ dragon.

The‍ death worms did​‌ not attack humans⁠‍ except for the​ damage caused by‍​‌ their enormous size,⁠‌‌ but the dragon‍​‌ called Lindworm was‌ different.

The‍ Lindworms, which reached‍⁠⁠ human territory every⁠‌ few decades after​‌‌ the cold weather,⁠⁠ were fierce creatures​ that destroyed two‌‌​ or three villages​ each time.

The⁠⁠‍ remains of fallen⁠ dragons were like‌‌ natural disasters for​ humans.

“Where‍ is it going‍ to come down?”⁠‍​

“I‌​⁠ don’t know. It’s⁠ hard to find‌‌ traces because it‌⁠ moves very fast.”‍

After‌‌ finishing his tea,⁠ Rutiger spoke to⁠​ his half-brother with⁠‌ a serious expression​ instead of his‍‌ usual relaxed smile.​‍

“So⁠‍ my father ordered⁠‍ me to defend‌‍ and subdue Lindworm.”‌⁠‌

“As‍‍ mayor of Soara,‌​ I will spare‌​‌ no effort to‍‍ support you as​ much as possible.”‌

Joseph‌ responded to Rutiger’s⁠ words with an‍⁠ orderly stance.

His‌‍ brother did not​ come with a simple request, but‍‌ with a solemn‌‍ order from Count‌⁠​ Bayezid.

The‍‍⁠ two brothers competed⁠‍⁠ for the position​‍ of the next‌‍ head of the‍⁠​ family, but they​⁠ would have to‍‌ join forces in‍ this crisis situation.⁠⁠

We​ must not forget‌ the purpose for⁠‌ the sake of‍‍‍ the means.

What⁠ the two brothers⁠⁠‍ wanted was not⁠‍⁠ only the position‍ of head of⁠ the family, but‌​ also the strong‌ Bayezid.

“Can​‍⁠ I help you‌ with something?”

“We‌⁠ request the dispatch‍ of knights along‍‍‌ with reliable reconnaissance‍‍ from Soara.”

Joseph‍‌‌ nodded as if‌ he understood what⁠‌ Rutiger said.

This​ was because this‌⁠ level of demand​‍‌ was not only‍‌‌ common sense, but⁠‌ also already expected.⁠⁠

“How‌⁠⁠ many knights…”

“I⁠​ only need one‍‍​ person.”

Even⁠​ Jager, who was⁠⁠‍ standing next to⁠‍‍ Joseph waiting for‌⁠‌ Rutiger’s response, looked‌⁠ at him with‌​‌ a hint of⁠⁠⁠ surprise.

You’d‍‌ need strong swords⁠ to face the‌⁠ dragon.

Rutiger⁠ was only asking​ for a single​ knight, even when‍‌⁠ he could have‌‍‍ requested all the​⁠ knights in Soara​⁠⁠ and still wouldn’t​ have enough words​ to say.

“Can​‍ it be just​ one person?”

“Lindworm‍ is different from‌​ Death Worm. It’s‌‍‍ an opponent that⁠ the sword can⁠ handle well.”

Rutiger⁠⁠⁠ was right.

Lindworm‍​⁠ wasn’t the type‌ to hide in​‌ the ground like‌‌ a death worm,​‌‌ and he had‌⁠⁠ successfully subdued him⁠‌⁠ before.

So,‌ this time, you‍​ can do it​ too.

As‌ long as the‌ sword can reach‌⁠ Lindworm’s swift movements.‌‍⁠

“Who‌‌‍ do you need?”‌‌​

Rutiger⁠​ responded to Joseph’s‍​​ question with a sly smile.

“The‌⁠⁠ blond one you‌​ care so much⁠⁠‌ about.”

“…You⁠‌ mean Vlad?”

Joseph‌​​ furrowed his brow⁠‍ for a moment​‌ as he looked​‌​ at Rutiger, who​⁠ was asking for‌ Vlad instead of​​ Jager or Gregory.‍

Although⁠ he was a boy with unique‍ strengths, strictly speaking,‍⁠‌ he had only⁠‌ just begun his⁠‌‌ journey.

“Yes.​ That guy.”

Rutiger​ remembered him.

The​‍​ boy who proudly‍‍ shouted against the⁠‌‌ death worm in‌‌ the meadow on‍​ a summer day.‌‌⁠

“Because‌​ he’s the best​‌ Dragon Slayer I know.”

The‌‌‌ boy from that⁠ day with the​⁠‌ black horse shone⁠​ brightly.

With​‍‍ a presence of​‌ that magnitude, even⁠ Lindworm, who had‌‌‍ a heart like‍​‍ ice, couldn’t help‍‍ but pay attention.‌‍‌

Just‍ like the death‌​‌ worm that unknowingly⁠‍‍ emerged from the⁠⁠ ground to attack‌ the shining boy.​‌

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