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Star-Embracing Swordmaster Chapter 99: When the snow melts (1)

Chapter 99: When the snow melts (1)

Would​ it be like‌ this if the⁠‍ knights who lost​‌‍ the war gathered?‌​

The​‌⁠ priests gathered in​‌ the bishop’s office‌ were all cowed⁠‌‌ and unable to‍‍ open their mouths,⁠ as if they‌ had been defeated.‌

“…What‍​‍ are the chances⁠ of recovery?”

Nevertheless,‍‍‍ someone had to‌‌‍ report on the‌⁠ current question.

Otherwise,‌ Bishop Pedro’s cold⁠⁠ anger would explode.‍⁠

“For‌⁠⁠ more details, I will have to‍‌ send it to‌‍‍ the Vatican…”

The‍⁠​ white-robed priest, a trusted man of⁠​‍ Bishop Pedro, hesitated‌ to speak, but‍ he had no⁠ other choice.

“It‌‍ seems difficult.”

“…”‍‍

After‍‌ hearing the priest’s⁠​⁠ response, Bishop Pedro​ wiped his face‌ with a deep‌‌​ sigh.

Pedro​​ struggled not to‌ show his emotions,‌ but still, there‌‌ was one word​⁠‌ that he couldn’t⁠‍ help but let‌‌ out from the‍ depths of his⁠ heart.

“This‌​⁠ is ridiculous.”

Mirror​ of San Marello.‍‍⁠

The‌ Mirror of San⁠‌​ Marello, a sacred⁠‍⁠ relic donated directly⁠​ by the Vatican,​‌​ was a source‍‍ of pride for​ Pedro, but it‌⁠ was ridiculously broken.​⁠⁠

Just​‌‍ because he was​​‌ able to see⁠ the soul of‍​‍ a young knight.​‌⁠

‘…What‍‌ the hell is‌⁠ this guy doing?’‌⁠

Vlad‍⁠ of Soara.

A knight from the‍‌⁠ alleys.

His​⁠ unusual origin and‍‍⁠ young age clearly‌⁠​ gave him a unique personality, but‍‍ still, he could‍ never have imagined‍‌ that he would⁠⁠⁠ make such a leap forward.

“Has‌ anyone seen what‌​ was reflected in​⁠ his soul?”

The⁠ Mirror of San​‌ Marello is a mirror that reflects‌‌‌ the soul.

An⁠‍ ordinary person would​‌⁠ only have looked‍‍‌ at their own⁠ reflection, but in​​⁠ Vlad’s case, it⁠‍ emitted such a bright light that‍‍ it was difficult‍​‌ to look at.‌‍⁠

That⁠⁠‍ also meant that‌ there was definitely​​⁠ something inside the‌ boy.

“It’s​‌‌ not anything special.‍ If that were⁠‌ the case, it’s​​ impossible that we‍​ wouldn’t have noticed.”‌

“It⁠‌ is said that⁠ a lightning struck​​⁠ the roof of‌‍ the church. It‌‌​ could be a being strong enough‍ to affect reality.”‌‌

Bishop‌ Pedro became even‍​​ more confused after​‍ hearing what the​‍⁠ priests were saying.‌‍‍

“…I​ don’t even know‍​ what it is.”‌‍

Even‍‍ Pedro, who had​⁠ been an Inquisitor‌‌ of Heresy for‌​‌ a long time,​ was someone whose‌​​ identity was difficult‍​​ to determine.

Since⁠​​ it shines brightly,‌‌⁠ it must not‍‌ be bad.

However,​⁠ the energy it​‌ possessed was too⁠ strong to be⁠​ called a blessing⁠ from God.

“I‌ need to report‍‍​ this.”

It‍‌ was unclear what​ was inside Vlad,‌ but it clearly‌ had enough presence‍⁠ to destroy and‌ devour a sacred​​‍ relic.

Even⁠ if it does‍ not belong to​‍‍ evil, if it‌⁠⁠ is unique to⁠‍‍ this degree, the​ Vatican will definitely‌​ be interested.

Perhaps,​​⁠ being an unknown‍ entity, we can⁠ bring it to‌⁠ trial again…

Knock⁠ knock.

“Come‌⁠ in.”

Pedro‌‍ was momentarily brought‌⁠⁠ out of his‌‌​ thoughts when someone‍ knocked on the‍​ door.

“…Bishop.”‌​

“What’s‌‌‍ going on?”

A priest carefully opens⁠ the door and​‌ enters while numerous​⁠ eyes watch in‌⁠‍ the office.

In‍ his hand was​⁠​ a small piece​‌ of paper.

“This​ is a letter‍ from San Rogino.”​‌‍

“From​‌​ San Rogino?”

Pedro⁠​‌ made a puzzled‌⁠ expression at the‌ priest’s words.

As‌ a member of​‍‍ the Vatican, it‌⁠ was rare for⁠ the northern diocese‍​‍ of San Rogino⁠⁠‌ to send him‌‌‍ a letter.

“Give‍​⁠ it to me.”‍‌⁠

Pedro‍​ didn’t know why,​ but he took​‌⁠ the note from‍​ the pale-faced priest’s⁠‍ hand.

After‌ a crisis comes​‌ an opportunity.

Conversely,⁠​⁠ a crisis can‌‌ arise after an⁠​‍ opportunity.

Pedro‌‍ put Vlad in​‌ danger by setting‍‍​ a trap, but​ he ultimately failed.‍⁠‌

“San‌‍ Rogino…”

The​⁠⁠ tide has now‍ shifted from Pedro‍ to Joseph, and⁠‍ the rightful mayor‍​ of Soara did⁠⁠ not miss the⁠‌ opportunity that presented⁠‍‌ itself.

“Damn‍​​ northerners!”

The‍ women lying in​ a fog-filled village‍ testified with tears⁠‌‌ in their eyes.​‍‍

That⁠ a person named‍⁠⁠ Black Bear is‌‍ someone who will​⁠ never go unpunished.‍⁠

And​ San Rogino accepted​ their tears.

[Bishop‍ Pedro of Soara⁠​‍ will explain the‍​ relationship between Black​ Bear and the​‌ witches.]

Mayor‌‍ of Soara and‍ San Rogino.

An‍‍ arrow shot from‌⁠ the north coldly‌ pierced Pedro’s chest.⁠

***⁠‌

The‍​ name of the⁠ young deacon accompanying‌ Andreas was Christian.‍

The‍‍​ young man, who‍‌ had built a relationship with Vlad‌‍ since the monster⁠⁠ subjugation battle in‌‌ Varna, had just​​ arrived in Soara‌⁠‍ with Andreas, whom⁠ he served.

“Are‌‍‍ you okay, priest?”‍

“You⁠‌​ might need to⁠ lie down a bit more.”

A young deacon carrying⁠‍ a large bucket‍ of water up‌ to his waist,‌ groaning.

Vlad‍​⁠ felt sorry for​​⁠ him and instead‌​ lifted a bucket⁠⁠ of water.

If‌⁠ it weren’t for‍‌ him, he’d be‌ living comfortably in​ Varna.

“It⁠⁠‍ was tough moving‍‍‍ around in the‌⁠​ cold weather, but​‍​ you had a round with the‌ bishop as soon​⁠​ as you arrived.”‌‌​

“…Yes.”​

Not⁠​⁠ only did he‌ feel sorry for‌‍‌ the young deacon.⁠⁠

The‌​‍ priest Andreas lay‌ on the bed‌ panting.

As‍‍‍ the young deacon⁠‌⁠ explained, he did⁠​‌ everything he could​​‌ at his young‌⁠ age, so it‌⁠ was impossible not⁠⁠ to get into‌​ trouble.

“Do‍ you need anything?”⁠⁠‌

“No,‍⁠ Mr. Joseph is‍‌⁠ already taking care⁠ of everything.”

Being⁠‌ in debt to‌ someone generates complex‌ and subtle emotions‌ that are difficult‌‌‌ to explain in‍⁠ a word.

And⁠⁠ Vlad always felt‌⁠ that way whenever‌ he saw Andreas.​​

From​⁠ the moment I received my name​ until now.

I’ve‍⁠‍ always been grateful⁠​ to Andreas.

“But​‌ is it real?”​

“What?”⁠

The​ eyes of a child who must‍‌ have been only‌‌ ten years old​‌​ gleamed as he‍ looked at Vlad.⁠‌

“I⁠​ heard you received⁠⁠ God’s blessing?”

“…Who‍ said that?”

The‍​‍ more a rumor​​​ spreads, the bigger‍‍‌ it gets.

Apart⁠⁠​ from influential people‍‌⁠ in the city​ who were directly‌‌ involved in the‌‍ trial, the white‍‍ and pure cloud⁠ that flowed into‌​‌ the church was​ one of the‍⁠‍ miracles that everyone‌⁠‍ in Soara could⁠⁠ see.

“It’s⁠ not that important.”‍‍

“Really?”‍

Christian⁠⁠‍ said yes with‌‍⁠ words, but his​ facial expression suggested‌ that it probably​ wasn’t true.

Because⁠​ I also saw⁠‌ the young deacon.⁠

A sword of pure​⁠⁠ white that cut‌‍‌ down a woman⁠ who was like‌‌ a nightmare under⁠ the night sky.‌⁠

“Still,​ he liked it.”⁠‍‌

Christian,⁠‍ who arrived in​‍‍ front of the⁠​ room where Andreas⁠ was staying, took​​ a bucket of​ water from Vlad’s‍ hands and said.‌​‍

“Did‍ he like it?”‍

“Sure.”‍‌⁠

A young mercenary rolling‍ on the ground⁠‍‌ became a full-fledged‍‌ knight under his⁠⁠ security.

As‌‍‌ if that wasn’t​‍​ enough, it was⁠⁠‌ something Andreas could⁠ be happy about⁠‌⁠ as he was​‌ with a being⁠​​ with auspicious energy.​‍

“Can⁠ I brag to‌‍ my fellows later?‍​‌ I’ll say I prayed with Mr.‌ Vlad.”

“…If‌⁠ you want to,​​⁠ go ahead.”

Though​​ it was a tepid response, a big smile was‍ already etched on‍ Christian’s face.

He​‍​ was a knight‍‌​ who might have‌⁠⁠ been blessed by‍ God.

Simply‌‌‌ having a relationship​⁠ with such a knight would be‍ something to boast‍‌⁠ about among the‌ young deacons.

“See‌‌⁠ you later.”

“Yeah.”‍

He⁠ at least wanted​​ to wave goodbye,​ but it wasn’t⁠ possible as he⁠‍ lay sick.

Since⁠‌‌ it’s someone who⁠‌‌ came for you,⁠‌​ it would be‍ right to be⁠‌ as considerate as‌ possible.

“Why⁠ are you bragging?”‍‌

Vlad‍⁠‌ turned in front⁠ of the door​ and scratched his⁠​‍ neck, recalling Christian’s‌​‌ words.

In​ my whole life,⁠‌‌ I’ve never been​​ anyone’s pride.

“….”‍

Vlad​‍‌ stopped in an​ empty hallway and‍‍‌ looked out the​​‍ window.

Whenever‌ the surroundings grew‌‌⁠ quiet, there was‌‌ a voice speaking‍​ to me as⁠‌‍ if it had​⁠⁠ been waiting.

But⁠ now, in the​ empty hallway, all‌​‍ I could hear​‍ were my own​ murmurs to myself⁠‌ without any response.‍⁠

“I’m‌ not used to‍‍​ this.”

If​​ the voice were‌⁠​ here now, would⁠ it have been​ proud of itself⁠‌⁠ and said so?⁠‍

However,‌ the voice that⁠ would have responded​‌‍ to those words​⁠​ had disappeared, leaving​‍ only small traces‌⁠⁠ in its world.‍

Feeling⁠​‍ alone for the⁠​​ first time in​‌ a long time,​‌ Vlad simply stood‌‌‌ still and swallowed‍⁠⁠ the silence.

***⁠‌​

“They‌‌⁠ say a letter​ was sent from‍⁠ San Rogino.”

“That’s⁠⁠‌ fast.”

Joseph,⁠​ looking out the​⁠ window while holding⁠⁠‍ a glass of‍‌‍ wine, smiled faintly⁠ at Jager’s report.‌‌

“It‌ seems like there​​​ was a lot⁠⁠‌ of pent-up excitement,‌‌​ right?”

“Isn’t⁠⁠‌ the Vatican’s negligence​ towards the northern‍​ diocese already well-known?”‌‍

The⁠​ center of the⁠​​ continent is the​⁠⁠ central region, and‍‍⁠ the discrimination and⁠‍‍ jealousy sent to​ other regions discriminate‌ against no one.​‌

Everyone‍‍ knew that the‌ northern diocese of‍ San Rogino was‌ being ignored by⁠ the Vatican in‍⁠ the center.

“Not‍ bad.”

The⁠‍‌ timing was good.‍⁠

It‌‌​ wasn’t easy to‍‍ gain San Rogino’s‌ support on a political matter, but​ the quickly reorganized⁠‌‌ balance of power‌ made it possible.‍

The⁠‍​ alliance of San‌ Rogino with the‍ northern lords.

This‌ was supposed to‌⁠ be confirmed at‌ the upcoming Northern‍⁠‍ Conference, but if⁠⁠ there’s a clear‌​ opportunity like now,​​ it wouldn’t be⁠‍ a bad idea‍ to act in​ advance.

“Bordan.‍ Take care of‍ Priest Andreas. If⁠⁠ possible, I hope​‍⁠ they won’t send‍‌ him to Varna.”‌‌

“Okay.”‍‌‍

Although⁠‌​ he came for‌ the boy as‍​⁠ an excuse, Priest​‌​ Andreas was someone​​​ who could pressure⁠⁠ Bishop Pedro with⁠‌ just his presence.‌​

He​​ was a well-known‍‌ priest, and it‍‍‌ wouldn’t be strange​⁠ for him to⁠‍ soon become a bishop somewhere.

Joseph​ was already forming‍ the next plans‌ for Pedro in‌ his head.

“Mr.⁠⁠ Joseph. I’m here.”‍​

“Come‌‍ in.”

Joseph⁠​ stepped away from‍​ the window and​ looked at Vlad‍⁠ entering the office.​

It⁠‍ was right after​ something big happened,​‌ but when he‍‍‌ saw his face,‌⁠⁠ he couldn’t find‌ anything to say.‌‌

“What⁠‍‍ should I do‌ with you?”

“I’m‌ sorry.”

Joseph’s⁠ expression as he​‌⁠ looked at Vlad⁠‌‍ was truly subtle.‍​​

“You’re‌⁠‍ always so unpredictable.‍⁠‍ From start to‌ finish.”

“…”‍‌‍

Joseph⁠ was someone who​‍‍ preferred to achieve⁠‍ results through careful​‍⁠ planning.

And⁠‌​ the boy in​ front of him⁠‌⁠ was someone who‍ had a special‍ knack for ruining‍‍‌ Joseph’s plans.

In‌‍ terms of compatibility,‍‍ they were the​​ worst, but the‌​ results they produced⁠‌⁠ were always better‍​‌ than expected, so‍​‍ even Joseph was‍ confused.

“The​⁠ priest said you‍ may have God’s‌ blessings within you.”‌⁠⁠

“Probably​​ not.”

“It⁠‌‌ doesn’t matter if‌⁠​ you don’t. I’ll‌‌⁠ make it happen.”‌‌

Joseph’s‌ dark eyes looked​‍‌ at Vlad.

Sedition‌‌ and fabrication were⁠‍‍ the specialties and‌​‌ essential knowledge of​‍ nobles.

“…Bishop⁠‍​ Pedro and the‍‍ Vatican behind him‍ will watch you.​⁠‌ Though it wasn’t​‌ my intention, you⁠⁠‌ interfered with their‌ work.”

Joseph‍⁠ let out a small sigh as‍ he watched Vlad⁠‌‌ bow his head‍⁠⁠ in silence.

The⁠​⁠ young knight, who⁠ was difficult to⁠​ handle and even‍ harder to raise,‌ still gave Joseph⁠‍⁠ a headache.

“Take⁠​‍ it.”

“Yes?”‍‍

Vlad‍‌⁠ suddenly caught the‌⁠ bag flying towards​​ him.

It‌‌ was a bag⁠‌​ that jingled and‌ felt heavy.

“…This.”⁠‌

“This⁠ year is coming​‍ to an end.”⁠‌

The​‌ year ended with‌‍‌ snow falling.

Although⁠⁠⁠ it was a year that ended‌​‌ in accident, no‌​ year in Joseph’s⁠‌ life was as⁠ successful as this​‍‍ one.

In‌⁠ a way, it‌ could be said​‍ that it was‍‍⁠ all the boy‍​​ in front of​ him.

“It’s‌‍ a special allowance.⁠​ It’s a reward‍⁠​ for performance, not⁠​‌ a salary.”

As‍⁠​ Bordan said, Vlad​⁠‌ was also paid‌⁠‍ special benefits.

As​‍ the year was​ coming to an​ end, Joseph made​⁠​ a clear calculation⁠‌ for Vlad.

“It’ll‍‍⁠ be more than‌ 300 gold coins.”‍​

“…!”​‌

Vlad​​ had been tilting‌ his head apologetically‍‌​ a moment ago,‍‌ but his eyes​ widened when he‍​ saw the amount​‌⁠ of money flowing‌​ from Joseph’s mouth.‍​​

He​ wasn’t sure, but​⁠ 300 gold coins‍ was a huge​ amount of money​​ that could buy​‍ land for farming.​

“Why,​ why… like this.”​

“I’ve⁠ also calculated the⁠‌​ achievements I’ve made​​ since you were‌‌‍ a squire. It’s‌​‍ a lot of​⁠‍ money, so use​ it well.”

The⁠⁠ boy always performed‍​‌ better than Joseph‍ expected.

In‌⁠ a way, it‌⁠‍ was a complicated‌ process, but the‍‍​ result was dazzling,‌ so Joseph felt‌​ obliged to compensate‍ him.

“Now⁠ you’re a knight.‌‍ You’re entitled to‍ claim your achievements.”​‌

“Thank‍ you!”

Joseph⁠ silently looked at‍ Vlad, who was⁠⁠​ thanking him with⁠​ a happy face.​‍

It‍‍‌ wasn’t easy to⁠ say this seeing‍​‌ that happy face,‍ but he had‌‌‌ to.

Because‌⁠⁠ he was responsible‌​⁠ for Vlad.

“Keep⁠ in mind. Now​‌ that you’ve become‌ a knight, you’re‌‍‍ in a position⁠‍ of responsibility.”

It’s‌‌ not possible to⁠ overwhelm an opponent⁠‌‍ with just weapons​​ and strength.

Vlad‌ felt the presence‍ of Joseph, who‌‌‌ was now standing​​⁠ with his back‌‍‍ to him, overwhelming‍ him.

“Do​ you understand what​ I said?”

“Yes.”‌⁠‍

“Well‍‌​ good night.”

Vlad,‌​​ who is 17‌ years old, will‍ turn 18 at‌ the end of⁠‌ this year.

The‍⁠‍ boy should know.‍⁠

Now⁠‌⁠ that this year⁠ passes, he won’t​​⁠ be able to⁠ be a child‌⁠ anymore.

“Knight‍​ Vlad ignored God’s‍ indulgence. This is​⁠⁠ his mistake, which​‍⁠ Bishop Pedro clearly​ revealed.”

In​‍‍ yesterday’s trial, Vlad⁠‍ claimed he killed​‌ Black Bear in‍ his own words,‍‌ so he was‌ exonerated.

This‌ was a mistake​ that Joseph recognized‌ and Vlad must​​‍ take responsibility for​ it.

“We’ll​ hold him accountable⁠⁠​ and I’ll expel‍​‍ Knight Vlad from‍‍ Soara.”

“…Yes?”‍

The⁠ blue eyes facing‍⁠ each other began⁠⁠ to tremble greatly.​

Still,‍ I can’t help​‌‌ it.

If​⁠​ even the slightest​​‌ mistake persists, the‌ justification will be​ left to the‍ bishops and the‌ Vatican.

“The‌ deadline is until​⁠​ I call you⁠‌‌ back.”

A squire may be‍⁠⁠ behind, but a knight must take‌​⁠ the lead.

The‍⁠​ boy may be​​ forgiven, but the⁠‌⁠ adult must take‌​⁠ responsibility.

And‌‌‍ Vlad is now‍‍ at the age‌⁠ where he should‌⁠ know about responsibility⁠ and duty.

Outside‌⁠ the window, white‍ snow was falling,‍‍ covering the whole‌ year.

When‍​‍ the time comes​​‍ for the snow‍​‌ to melt, Vlad​​‌ will also become​‍ an adult, not‌‌​ a child.

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