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Star-Embracing Swordmaster Chapter 98: I forgive your sins (4)

Chapter 98: I forgive your sins (4)

Now​ it’s time to‌⁠‌ stand on his‍⁠‍ own.

The⁠​ sorrow of being​⁠ orphaned extended beyond‌ just the sadness⁠‌ of losing his‌ parents.

“Son‍‍‍ of a thief!”‌‍‍

“I​ didn’t steal it!”‍

Now‍​‍ there was no​‍ one to tell⁠‍⁠ the boy no.‌‌‌

The​​ reality of not‌‍‌ being able to⁠⁠ trust anyone wore⁠‌ down young Vlad‌‍ constantly.

“Good⁠ luck! That’s why‍ we don’t allow​​ people without parents⁠‌‍ here!”

The‍ world trapped Vlad‌ within its prejudices,⁠‍ and in the⁠‌⁠ end, the young​‌ man had no⁠ choice but to‍ cower and adapt‌​ to orphan life​ in the alleys.‍

Thus,‌⁠‍ Vlad lived a ruined life somewhere‌‌⁠ and had to⁠⁠​ look only an‍ inch ahead.

However,‌ there was someone‍ who told the‌ boy, now alone​ in the church,⁠‍⁠ that it wasn’t‍ his fault.

“From‌‌‍ now on, I’ll​ vouch for Mr.‍⁠ Vlad.”

Thus,‌​‌ he shielded the​​‌ hesitant boy behind‍‍ him.

He‌ was a man‌ who believed it‍‍ was never too‌ late to straighten​‌‌ out the child’s​⁠​ wrinkled soul.

***​‍

“Of⁠​ course, all his‌‍ actions will continue‍ to be accompanied‍​ by his voice.⁠ And I believe‌‍ that voice comes⁠ from God above.”⁠

Pedro’s⁠‍ question portrayed Vlad​ as a man‌‍⁠ with a sinister​‍‍ omen, but Andreas’⁠​ response portrayed Vlad‌ as a blessed​ man.

Though‌‌‍ it was the​ same person, he⁠⁠‌ looked very different​ depending on how⁠‍ one looked at⁠ him.

“I​‌‌ was born of⁠‍‌ humble origin, with‍‌⁠ a prostitute for⁠​ a mother. Do‍​‍ you know how‍‌‌ easy God’s blessing⁠ is?”

God’s‌‍‍ blessing for a simple alley orphan.‌‌

If⁠ God’s blessing had​⁠ truly been upon‍ a man named‍⁠ Vlad, he would⁠ have been born​‌ into a noble‌‍‌ lineage, not a dirty alley.

“Frausen,‍ the founding king⁠​‌ of the empire,‌ also experienced many‍⁠ hardships at the⁠ base as the‌‍⁠ son of a fallen noble family.​⁠‌ But what of‍​⁠ it? In the‌ end, he was​‍ blessed by God.”⁠

While​‌‍ the church bishop⁠⁠ looked at where‍‍‌ Vlad was born,​ the church priest‍‌ looked to where​‌​ the boy would​⁠​ go next.

Though​​‍ born in humble‍‌​ surroundings, Andreas was‌‌‍ a man who⁠ believed the boy​ had the potential​ to shine brighter​ than anyone.

“…Next‌ question.”

Not⁠​ only metal weapons‍‌‍ are sharp.

Though‍‍ not a sword,‍ here in the‌ church of Soara,‍ there were people‌⁠‌ wielding sharp weapons,⁠⁠​ stabbing and blocking⁠‍⁠ each other.

“Knight‍‌ Vlad grew up‌​‌ in the alleys‍‌‌ of Soara and‌ has committed numerous⁠ crimes since then.‌ Is this true?”‌

Stealing,⁠ taking, and sometimes​‍‍ killing.

Vlad​⁠‌ clearly lived a life of sin.‌

“It‍ was like a tragedy that I had no choice​⁠‌ but to do‌‍ to survive. His⁠‌​ sins are like‌‍ emergency aid for‍⁠‍ his own survival.”​

Yet‌⁠⁠ the boy clearly‍ carried the coffin‍⁠ and drove it⁠⁠‍ for the poor​‌ woman and child.‌​‌

No‌ one approached them‌⁠‌ for fear of‍‍ curse; only the⁠ boy approached them⁠⁠‌ out of pity.‌‍‍

It‌ certainly wasn’t Vlad’s​ fault that he‍​ couldn’t live as⁠​ he was born.‍​‌

“Knight‌⁠‍ Vlad defeated an​⁠⁠ evil being and‍‌ killed a dragon⁠​​ within a year‍⁠⁠ after taking up​‌ the sword! Is⁠‍‌ this something that‍ can be understood‍‌ with common sense?”‌

In‌ less than a year, he awakened​‌‌ Aura, killed the⁠⁠‌ dragon, and defeated​​ the Western Knight.⁠

The‍⁠ boy’s growth, which‍ according to common⁠ sense makes no‍ sense, would certainly⁠ raise doubts when‍ seen from the‌ outside.

“…”‌‌

Andreas⁠‌​ remembered that day​​‌ for a moment‌‌⁠ before answering Pedro’s‍ question.

Though‌​​ only a mercenary,​‍⁠ the boy ran‍​‌ through the dark‍ night to fulfill‍‌​ his duty.

That‌‍ day, Vlad’s world,⁠‍ streaking through the⁠ night sky, was‍ dazzlingly white no​‍ matter who saw‍ it.

“…I’m​ not the only​⁠‌ one who has‌​⁠ seen Mr. Vlad’s⁠⁠ shining world. Bishop.”⁠

Andreas‍⁠ was not the‍‌​ only one who‌ saw Vlad’s world.⁠‍

“Here​⁠ are testimonies from‍‍ each family.”

Andreas⁠⁠ grabbed the papers‌​ Joseph had given⁠⁠ him and held​ them up.

The​ emblems of noble​‍⁠ characters engraved on‍‌⁠ each sheet of​ paper.

All​‍ the names written‍ there were people‍‌⁠ who clearly saw‌ Vlad’s potential.

“Duncan‍ of Hainal, Justia‍ of San Rogino,⁠​​ and even Valkov​⁠ of Baranov! All‌‌ these people are‌ testifying that all‌‌‌ his achievements so‌ far were achievements⁠​ of a child!”⁠

In‌​‌ the end, the⁠‌⁠ only person who​ can protect oneself⁠ is oneself.

Andreas​ was pulling Vlad‍⁠⁠ from Pedro’s clutches,‌‍ but the rope⁠⁠ he sent was⁠⁠‌ formed by the⁠ data the boy‍‌​ had been accumulating‍ all along.

Vlad⁠ had hellish doubts,⁠‍ but in the​⁠​ end, he was‍⁠ saved.

“…Testimonies⁠ of the Knights.⁠ Confirmed.”

Pedro’s​​ face hardened as‌‌ he looked at‌ the knight testimonies​​‍ handed over by⁠ Andreas.

Doubts‌⁠ about sincerity, humble‍‍ origin, dishonorable crimes,​​‍ and even doubts​​ about created possibilities.​

Pedro‌ had made a sturdy net to⁠ trap Vlad, but‌‍ Priest Andreas’ defense‍ was breaking the⁠‌‌ net he had⁠ made.

The⁠‍⁠ dagger called truth​‍ that Andreas held‍ was that sharp.​⁠​

“…”⁠

Pedro⁠⁠⁠ looked at the​ interrogators surrounding Vlad.⁠⁠⁠

The​‌ crystal balls dimmed‌​ with each question‌​ Pedro asked.

However,⁠‍ since Andreas arrived,​ not a single‍​​ crystal ball has‌​⁠ dimmed, and now⁠​​ only one crystal‌ ball remains in‍ the circle.

‘In‍ the end, should⁠⁠ I bring it‌ out?’

If⁠‌‍ there was ever⁠‍​ a time to​‍‌ gamble, now was​​ the time.

Pedro​ realized he couldn’t⁠​‍ put Vlad in‍‌⁠ a state where​⁠‌ he couldn’t recover‍ with a single​ question, so he‍ decided to use⁠ a contingency plan.‍

Joseph⁠​ and Pedro were‌ on opposite sides,‌ but they still‍ had one thing‌‍⁠ in common.

“Bring‍ what you’ve prepared!”‍

It‌​‍ means prepare for‍ the worst.

Following⁠ Pedro’s instructions, the‌​‍ Sacred Knights brought‍‍ a large seal⁠​ to the court.⁠⁠

An‍⁠ unidentifiable object brought⁠‌ directly by the‍‌ paladins, not by​‌ priests or maintenance⁠‍⁠ staff.

The⁠ large wooden boxes⁠‌‍ surrounding the place‌ clearly indicated that‍‍ what was inside‌‍ was unusual.

“To‍ Bishop Pedro, the‍ judge of this‍ trial, there is‍​ still one question‌ remaining.”

Pedro’s⁠ grayish eyes stared‍ at Andreas.

Things⁠‌ had become so‌​ troublesome because of​⁠ that priest who‍‍ dared to go‌​⁠ mad in front‌‍ of the bishop.‌​

“And‍‍ instead of asking⁠‍ questions, I decided‌ to clear your‍⁠ suspicions through direct​‌‌ action.”

At⁠ a signal from‌​ Pedro, the interrogators‌​ began to open‍ the large wooden‍‍‍ box.

People​ held their breath,⁠‌‌ and the interrogators‍ tensed.

“That…”‌​

When⁠ Andreas finally saw⁠⁠‌ the object revealed,‍ he couldn’t help⁠ but sigh.

“A⁠⁠​ mirror?”

“Why​‌​ a mirror all​⁠ of a sudden?”‍

The‌ object that emerged‌⁠​ from the large‍‍⁠ seal was a mirror.

And⁠ Andreas was familiar⁠‌​ with this mirror.‌‌

“Instead‌ of asking the‌‌‍ final question, I will order an⁠⁠ exorcism on Knight⁠⁠‍ Vlad.”

The‍ Mirror of San‌​​ Marello.

The⁠ Mirror of Marello,‌ an official holy‌ relic designated by⁠‌‍ the Vatican, was​‍​ a treasure known⁠‍ to reflect the‍⁠‌ entire truth of​ the person looking​‌​ into it.

“Mr.‍‌ Vlad, if you⁠ are truly honorable,‍‌ accept this.”

And‍⁠ there was only‍‌ one case in⁠ which the Inquisitors‍ used a holy​ relic.

It‌​‌ was a moment‌ to discover the‍ existence of hidden​ evil within the​ human soul.

“This‌‌​ is ridiculous!”

There‌‍ is a demon⁠‌ inside Vlad.

Pedro’s​‍ exorcism was an‍ act that assumed‌​​ that.

“You​ have proven your⁠‌‍ innocence with truthful‌‍​ answers so far,‌⁠ then why are⁠⁠ you trying to‌​ perform an exorcism​⁠⁠ on Mr. Vlad?”‍

And​​ the current exorcism‌ ritual will mark‌​​ Vlad as a stigma and follow‍‍ him as a symbol of dishonor.‍⁠​

“Priest⁠‍ Andreas. I have‍ a duty to‍ clarify even the​​ slightest doubt.”

However,⁠‍‌ Pedro didn’t bring⁠​ out the Mirror⁠‌ of San Marello‌​⁠ simply to stain‌ Vlad’s honor.

Vlad‍‌ showed great hesitation‌‍‍ when asked if‌‌ he could hear⁠⁠ voices.

Experienced​ Pedro didn’t miss‍‌ the moment the​‍⁠ witness shivered.

“But!”‌

“If‍ your soul is‍ pure, doubting is⁠ not enough.”

It​ wasn’t outright bad,⁠​ but it wasn’t​‌‌ good either.

It‍​‍ was clear that‌‍ the current action‍ itself was posing‌ a huge burden⁠ on Vlad.

“…”​⁠

Andreas‍ had no choice⁠ but to look‌ at the boy‌‍ behind him with⁠​‌ a helpless expression.‌

Pedro’s‍‍‍ last resort was​ a struggle, and​ even Andreas, who​‍‍ did his best‌‌ to defend, couldn’t‍ stop it.

“Don’t‌⁠​ worry. It’s just⁠​​ an object that‌​⁠ allows you to​​​ find something special‍ residing within him.”​⁠‌

Andreas‌‍ believed Vlad to⁠ be a faithful‍‍‍ person, so he‍‌​ thought that if⁠ he could overcome​‌ this attempt, the‍‌ trial could be‌⁠ safely completed.

“…”⁠‍​

Andreas⁠‌‌ was one of​‌​ the few people‌‍‌ who saw the⁠ boy’s true colors.However,‍​​ there was a side of Vlad‌‌⁠ that he had‌‍ not noticed.

The‍⁠ boy wasn’t the⁠ only one who‌ was alone.

Even‍ now, in his‌‌‌ soul, there is⁠‌‌ a voice that⁠​‌ has gone through‌⁠‍ trials and tribulations‍⁠ together.

Mirror​​‌ of San Marello.‌⁠​

Vlad’s⁠‍​ eyes trembled as‌‍‍ he looked into⁠ the mirror.

“…”‍‌

Pedro,‍ who had been​‌‍ silently observing the​‍‌ situation, also looked​​ at Vlad’s trembling​‍ eyes.

Perhaps‌‍‍ he really is‌‍ hiding something.

His​‍ expressionless eyes gradually⁠ gleamed as he​​ looked at Vlad.‌‌

***⁠

It⁠​‍ was a moment‍​‌ of crisis where‌‍⁠ his identity could⁠ be revealed, but‍⁠‍ the sound he​‌⁠ heard was calm.​​

Because​ from the moment‌​ this trial began,⁠‌‌ his voice was​ prepared.

[…It’s‌‍‌ okay. Go ahead.]⁠​​

I remembered the voice.‍​

The​ old blacksmith who‌‍​ gave the sword​ to the boy.‌

He‍​⁠ hoped his humble‌⁠ sword wouldn’t fail‍‌ him, and although‍‍⁠ they had never​‍​ spoken, his voice⁠​ reflected a deep‍⁠ affinity with him.‍‍‌

‘But.’‌‌‍

[So​ far, I have‍ taught you everything‌ you need to​​ know.]

Vlad’s‌ steps paused for​‍ a moment at⁠​ the sudden response​‌ from the voice.​

However,​‍ the piercing eyes‍ of the interrogators​‌​ didn’t forgive Vlad’s‍‍‍ hesitation.

[To⁠ avoid being reflected‍⁠ in that mirror,‌ I have to‍ dive into a deeper world.]

Once⁠‍‍ before, the voice‍ had deepened to​​ avoid Andreas’s gaze.​⁠

However,‌⁠​ what you have‌​‌ in front of‌⁠ you is a holy relic that​‌ the Vatican is‌ proud of.

To​ avoid the eyes‌ of that great‌‌ sacred object, you’ll‍ have to dive‌​ into a world⁠ incomparably deeper than​ before.

‘In⁠ that case…’

[The‍‌​ world of knights‌‌​ is as vast‍ and deep as​​ the ocean. So⁠⁠‌ far, the world‍ you have explored‍ has barely scratched​‌‌ the surface.]

Rutiger‍‍‍ swung his sword​‌ and Gregory struck‌⁠​ with his body.‍

Pablo,⁠ the knight who​⁠ led Vlad’s world,⁠‍⁠ clashed swords and‍​​ shields.

All‍⁠ those actions were⁠⁠​ like keys to⁠ elevate the world‍‌‌ from a deeper‌ level.

[Now‍ that the foundation​ has been laid,​‍⁠ it’s time to‍​ advance to a higher place.]

Vlad​ had just entered⁠ the world of‌ knights, but there​ were still many‍‌ stairs to climb.‌

However,​​ from now on,‌‌ being informed wasn’t‌ the way forward.‌

The​‍ voice knew that‌‌⁠ now was the‌‍ time for the⁠ boy to defend⁠⁠⁠ himself.

“Knight‍‍‍ Vlad, open your‍‍​ eyes! And look‌‍ into the mirror​⁠ in front of​‌​ you!

“…”⁠‍‍

Vlad⁠ finally approached the‌‍⁠ mirror with heavy‌‌​ steps, but he⁠⁠‍ couldn’t easily look⁠​‍ into it.

Because‍ he knew what​​ would happen if‌‌​ he opened his‍ eyes now.

‘I’m‍​‌ still not good‍ enough to reach​​‍ that world.’

[Yet‌‌‌ someday you will.]⁠

‘It​ will take a long time. Perhaps⁠‌​ I may never‌ be able to⁠⁠‌ do it for​​‍ the rest of‍‍‌ my life.’

I didn’t know it​​ when I looked‍​ at it, but‌ I knew it​⁠ when I finally⁠‌​ got there.

What​​ kind of world​‍ are you dreaming‍⁠‌ of, and what‌ high wall do⁠ you have to⁠​ overcome to reach⁠​⁠ that world?

[I‍ think it’s time​​​ for you to‌‌ do it alone.]⁠

However,​ the voice was‌⁠‌ resolute, and now⁠‌‍ was the time⁠​ to do it.‍‍⁠

Just⁠ as the sword⁠​ that had finished‍⁠⁠ its work had​​ broken, it was‍ time for the‌⁠‍ voice to also‍‌ leave its place.⁠‍

[Until​​‍ then, farewell.]

The‌ audience was noisy.⁠‌

The⁠⁠ sound of the​ interrogators’ prayers grew‍​‌ louder and louder.​​‌

But‍‌‍ even then, Vlad⁠‍‌ heard clearly.

The​​ voice bidding farewell.‍​​

“…It’s⁠​ okay.”

Standing⁠‌ in front of​ the mirror, Vlad​​‌ lowered his head.‌⁠

Because‌⁠‌ he could feel‌⁠ it, because the⁠ worlds were touching.‍​‌

That‍‌ the world that‌​‍ had always protected‌⁠⁠ him was sinking​⁠ as if collapsing‍‍⁠ into the depths.‍

“What⁠‌​ are you doing​‍ now?”

Pedro’s​​​ eyes began to‌‌ gleam as he​‍ watched Vlad hesitating.‌⁠

Perhaps​​‌ there really was‌‌‍ something about the‌​​ boy that he​‍ couldn’t help but‌ hope for.

“Open‌ your eyes and‌ look ahead! Vlad!⁠‍‍

Now‍ he was so⁠ low that he⁠‍‌ couldn’t feel it,‍⁠ but Vlad remembered​ it.

What​⁠‌ kind of world⁠‍‍ was the world​ that formed the​​ roots of one?‍​

The⁠‍ voice’s world.

His‍‍ world was full‌ of storms and‍ thunderstorms. And it‍‍​ was a world‍⁠​ full of intense‌​ whiteness.

“…!”‌‌⁠

He‍ finally found the‍‌ Mirror of San‍ Marello.

Facing⁠​ it, Vlad opened​‌ his eyes proudly‍‌ and saw the​ remnants of the⁠​‌ world that was‍ in contact with‍​‌ him.

It​‍‍ was a white‌⁠ world that the‍‌ voice had left‌ behind for the‌​ last time.

“That’s…”‍​‌

“The​ mirror… is it‌‌​ glowing?”

The​‍​ mirror that the​⁠​ boy was looking‍‍ at was glowing.​​‌

Pure‍​‍ white, as if​‌ it were about⁠​⁠ to burst.

“Oh‍​‍ my god…”

The​​ faithful priest rises,​ and the inquisitors‌ don’t know what​ to do.

And⁠​ even Pedro is⁠⁠‌ surprised by the‌ unexpected results.

The​‍‌ boy’s world, which​ began with the‌ relics of San​‍ Marello, was leaving⁠​ the courtroom as⁠ if about to‌​​ explode.

“…You‍ can’t see anything‍ I did wrong.”‍‌

Lightning​‍ is created from‌ the clouds and‍ begins from the‍​‍ sky.

White​ is a noble⁠‍‍ color and a color that only⁠ those without a single trace of​ shame can have.​‍

The‍⁠​ boy’s world, which‌‌ formed the roots,‍​⁠ started in the‍ sky.

“…But‍⁠⁠ why are they⁠ playing like this?”​‌

Huge‍ worlds always crushed⁠ the boy.

In⁠ the past, I would collapse without⁠‌ even being able‍‍‍ to scream, but​‌⁠ now I can‌ shout loudly at​​ least once.

“They​‍‍ said I didn’t⁠ do anything wrong!”‍

Kwang!⁠ Boom!

Along‍ with the boy’s⁠‌⁠ anger, a lightning‌⁠⁠ bolt began to​‌ fall from the‍‌‍ sky.

The​​ white clouds that​‌ had suddenly gathered​⁠‌ hurled a bolt‌​⁠ of lightning at‌​⁠ the highest point​ of the false⁠⁠​ church.

Dong-ding-dong‌

The‍⁠ boy did nothing⁠‍ wrong.

He⁠​ simply survived and‌ did what he⁠⁠ had to do.⁠

And‍‍ the final witness​‍‍ who proved his‍‍‌ innocence was the‌ voice that had‌​​ always been with‌‍‌ Vlad.

In⁠⁠​ the city of​‍ Soara, the bells⁠⁠​ announcing Vlad’s innocence‍ began to ring‌‍‍ loudly.

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