Chapter 217: My Title Is… (2)
The ridgeline of breathtaking cliffs within the western continent.
There have been individuals who lived with bladed instruments from beginning.
The nomadic individuals of Silleya.
Initially dwelling on the foot of the northern mountains of the continent, they by some means ended up in such a rugged place. Nobody is aware of the explanation. Some stated it was to flee the flames of struggle in historical instances or as a result of it was higher emigrate to a hotter place, however nobody remembered such previous tales on this period.
The identical was true for the chief elder, the chief of the individuals.
Growth – Pop –
Fireworks adorned the evening sky. A grand competition celebrating an excellent achievement was in full swing within the Silleya settlement.
Everybody gathered in small teams, sharing meals and ingesting the saved liquor from the warehouse.
It was a stark distinction to the empire, which have to be in chaos by now. The [Chief Elder Kaijin] was immensely pleased with the perfect village scene.
Within the midst of this, a determine was seen hurriedly operating from afar.
Kaijin targeted his senses. Who may very well be operating round so busily as an alternative of having fun with the competition?
He tried to ship somebody to determine the individual, however Kaijin quickly realized who it was, whether or not he favored it or not.
“Who is that this, if not the proud warrior of our individuals?”
Kaijin welcomed the ‘spy’ who had climbed to the pavilion in the midst of the mountain in a single breath.
Panting closely, the spy couldn’t catch his breath to correctly greet the elder because of his hasty arrival.
“You need to have come extra leisurely. Right here, have a drink.”
“…Thanks.”
The spy drank the provided liquor, caught his breath, and took out a letter.
“What is that this?”
“The brand new emperor has issued a decree to shrink the borders. It is a copy of the decree despatched to every knight order.”
Kaijin listened to the spy’s phrases and opened the letter.
The content material was easy.
[The duration of expeditions will be significantly reduced from now on, and the Makal Mountains will no longer be the border. The empire will prioritize acting for the people and will no longer bear unnecessary sacrifices.]
“…Ha!”
Kaijin set free amusing.
The brand new emperor was stated to pursue each peace and prosperity, however he modified his stance as simply as flipping his palm after only one defeat.
“This may actually let the monsters into the continent. Is the empire making an attempt to eat itself alive?”
“It’s unusual. If that occurs, even individuals not dwelling within the cities will endure…”
“Haha. The brand new emperor is really a idiot.”
Kaijin considered the previous emperor [Iron-Blooded Franz].
A ruthless man who sought out and killed all the soldiers who completed nice deeds, sending extra troops if he couldn’t kill them the primary time…
However the present emperor was not solely the alternative of his father however was additionally making incomprehensible selections.
“Does he actually assume our individuals might be troubled by mere monsters?”
“…That’s an excessive amount of of a joke.”
Whoosh –
Kaijin emitted a pointy aura and incinerated the letter.
The Silleya individuals died if they didn’t grow to be warriors. Subsequently, many of the adults within the tribe had been top-class masters able to emitting aura. The one exceptions had been the households welcomed from ‘exterior.’
Kaijin wasn’t nervous that the tribe’s warriors would wrestle in opposition to mere monsters.
“Let’s see if such a cowardly stance can block future nice duties. Deliver the writing supplies.”
The shadowy figures introduced out a field with organized brush and paper. Kaijin wrote a brand new letter to his daughter, who was away from the village.
“It is a letter and a voucher for the princess.”
“Sure.”
“Take your time returning. We’ve got the sword; we simply have to swing it.”
Watching the respectful spy go away, Kaijin considered his daughter in a distant land.
A baby with abilities surpassing his personal, praised as the perfect jade.
Although she was simply previous her prime, the aura she emitted was calm and clear, unmatched by any warrior able to emitting dozens of auras. Her distinctive martial prowess was unparalleled.
He had heard that Hugo Prient was previous and now not as succesful as earlier than. Subsequently, the sword deal with would ultimately be held by their aspect.
He had additionally heard that Hugo Prient had kids, however Kaijin wasn’t nervous in any respect. These hothouse flowers would certainly be no match for Yoru, who had gone by many actual battles.
Nevertheless, he harbored a small ember in his coronary heart.
“…So long as it’s not the Sword Ghost.”
The Sword Ghost.
A reputation Kaijin gave to Glen Prient on a whim.
Kaijin considered the person he met in his youthful days.
-You continue to have a necessity to remain alive.
A mirage-like man.
A person who didn’t even appear human, whom he looked for 20 years to fulfill once more however hadn’t even heard the title of.
However the mirage was not a hallucination or a lie. Someplace on the continent, his actual type existed.
The person took his arm as if to make sure he would bear in mind his title, so even 20 years later, he remembered it.
“……Glen Prient can’t escape time both.”
Kaijin touched the stump of his arm, severed from the left shoulder.
“I can by no means thanks sufficient.”
Victor, sitting on the throne, stated with a smile. Nevertheless, her face, seeing her previous pal after a very long time, couldn’t disguise the troubles regardless of the smile, as she had gone by a significant ordeal.
Shiron replied with out smiling.
“It was one thing I needed to do. No thanks are wanted.”
“No, I have to thanks.”
“It’s not mandatory.”
“Due to you, we had been in a position to act rapidly. No distinguished figures from different international locations died within the empire, and because of that, there have been no rumors that the empire responded inadequately and let neighboring international locations fall into chaos.”
“…Absolutely, there wouldn’t be such rumors.”
“There have been a number of such incidents prior to now.”
“…”
“For those who requested, I might even lick your toes… any ideas on that?”
Shiron answered by stepping again from the throne. Feeling a deep remorse, Victor tried to make a lethal joke.
“I’m kidding.”
“Reply rapidly.”
“No.”
“…I consider you. You aren’t homosexual.”
Shiron rotated, recalling the stable sensation that didn’t match Victor’s delicate face.
Regardless of Shiron’s intense hug, Victor’s decrease half didn’t get laborious in any respect.
Lucia lay on the mattress, staring on the ceiling. It was simply earlier than daybreak, and she or he hadn’t slept a wink for hours.
It was unusual.
She hadn’t but recovered from the journey fatigue, and she or he had unburdened her thoughts…
Although she pretended to not, she was positive Shiron, who was secretly variety, was exhausted from the aid actions…
Lucia determined to stand up. In spite of everything, going a number of days with out sleep was nothing to her…
“…When did you are available in?”
As she sat up, she noticed a well-recognized little one’s face. Since Latera was not human, it was laborious for even Lucia to sense her presence.
“Have you ever discovered your self?”
The angel, who resembled a pal who had died a whole lot of years in the past, smiled brightly.
“Discovered myself… Sure, I did.”
“What did you discover whereas wandering? Kyrie? Lucia? I’m curious.”
“…Properly.”
Lucia plopped again onto the mattress.
She thought-about chasing Latera out to attempt to sleep once more, however this wasn’t the primary time this had occurred, so she determined to let it slide ‘immediately’ as properly.
Only a month in the past, they’d talked about varied issues, resulting in a dialogue about id, prompting her to go to Daybreak Citadel to calm her thoughts.
Ignoring the feeling of one thing crawling into the blanket, Lucia opened her mouth.
“After I got here again, I assumed I used to be Lucia, however after returning, I really feel like I’m Kyrie…”
“Why is that?”
“Why do you ask?”
‘Even in the event you ask that…’
“…Possibly as a result of I’ve lived as Kyrie longer?”
“How previous was Kyrie when she died?”
“Why ought to I let you know that?”
Lucia turned her head in frustration. Latera laughed softly whereas going through her.
“Why not?”
“Why? As a result of…”
“Lucia, you’re a contemporary twenty-year-old now. You shouldn’t be involved about age.”
“Are you choosing a struggle?”
“Nope.”
“She positively died in her mid-twenties, okay? So let’s drop this matter.”
Though the dialog had veered off, Lucia felt a bit extra comfy.
“Anyway, did I let you know that Kyrie was from a northern nomadic tribe?”
“I believe I’ve heard that. Why?”
“…After I heard the phrase ‘barbarian,’ I felt dangerous for some cause. Although I’m now not Kyrie.”
Lucia recalled the phrase she hadn’t heard in a very long time.
Barbarian.
Listening to that derogatory time period made her really feel dangerous, identical to prior to now. Although she wasn’t a barbarian anymore, the time period appeared to bolster her fading id as Kyrie.
“It’s not simply that. It’s unusual to assume this manner, however I felt a bit resentful in direction of individuals who use the phrase ‘barbarian.’”
“Hmm…”
Latera, who had been joking round, set free a refined groan. Lucia’s face flushed pink.
“I-I perceive their emotions too. If one other tribe invaded our village, I might have cursed them too.”
“I perceive. Your id as Kyrie reacted to the phrase ‘barbarian,’ proper?”
“Sure! Precisely…?”
Lucia instantly sat up in mattress. There was a transparent signal of somebody approaching. It was Shiron.
Lucia rapidly sat on the dressing desk and started brushing her raveled hair.
“Want some assist?”
“Huh? Sure, please!”
Latera helped Lucia together with her grooming.
-Knock, knock.
“Are available in…”
Lucia responded whereas totally ready.
Shiron cautiously opened the door.
“Latera, you’re right here.”
“What’s occurring?”
“…There’s a spot we have to go.”
Shiron checked out Lucia with half-closed eyes.
“Sorry to trouble you early within the morning, Lucia. You need to get some relaxation.”
“…Huh?”
Lucia adopted Shiron out of the room. It was unusual. Normally, in such conditions, she was used to being taken alongside, however immediately Shiron didn’t appear to want her, so she moved involuntarily.
“W-what? Aren’t you taking me?”
“…You have to be exhausted from the journey. Go and relaxation. Latera and I can deal with it.”
Shiron checked out Lucia with ambiguous eyes. Usually, he would have used Lucia’s energy to seize Yoru, however this time he needed to let Lucia relaxation, feeling he had been counting on her an excessive amount of.
Simply as he turned to depart, Lucia grabbed the hem of Shiron’s garments.
“T-take me with you…”
“…Why.”
“I… I don’t need to go to highschool?”
Unable to give you a great excuse, Lucia blurted out no matter got here to thoughts.