Episode 106 Return of the Hero (2)
“Clap your hands! Clap your hands too! Now! Like this!”
“We always clap like this towards the statue of Bikir at night.”
“The reason we were able to survive the flood that day was because he stopped the monsters!”
“Uh-huh, my friend. What a young person is, he has no energy! More vigorously! Clap! Let’s sleep!”
It is said that the guards of the Red Fang Castle applaud the statue of Bikir twelve times every hour on the hour.
To the extent that passers-by can guess the time by the applause of the guards?
Bikir looked at the faces of the guards who were forcing them to clap.
Two years ago. Sea of red and black mountains. The faces that ran away from Madame Eight Bridges.
Some of them looked just like the soldiers I saw back then.
The hairy man who gave Bikir milk chuckled.
“Anyway, if you don’t know Lady Vikir’s name in this region, you’re a spy. Of course, it’s a little exaggerated to say that the rumors reached the other side of the imperial capital. But it’s true that the rumors are full. If you’re very grateful, the Morgue family won’t give you that much gold either. Would you like to honor his achievements?”
It is even more spectacle that politicians and aristocrats from nearby provincial cities come every year in front of that huge golden statue to pay homage and even hold ancestral rites.
Bikir sighed, pressing the hood even deeper.
Of course, it’s true that he played an active part in the flood two years ago… but most of his achievements are severely exaggerated.
Not only did he kill thousands of natives with a single stroke and rescue the allied forces of the House of Morgue and the House of Baskerville, but also rescued the weak (?) House of Morgue’s golden jade leaf.
To clarify the facts, the most active person that night was, of course, Morgue-Adolphe.
Vikir just advanced the time a little so that he could chase even at night.
‘…It’s true that I fought hard against Madam at the end.’
Bikir sipped milk and recalled the past.
anyway. It was clear that all the achievements made by Morgue-Adolf and the combined forces of Morgue and Baskerville that night were wrapped in the credit of one Bikir.
When Bikir is thinking about how to understand this situation.
Creak –
Suddenly the tavern door opened.
The sound of boiling fish soup, the smell of skewers being cooked in salt, the heat radiating from boiling lard, and all these misty auras disappeared in an instant.
The night breeze clears away the hot and dirty air of the pub.
Those who brought the night wind were three women in long robes.
The three women, with thick eyebrows and cat-like eyes and beautiful looks, seem to be twin sisters.
The guards who saw them all stood up from their seats and saluted.
“Loyalty! Meet the fort leaders!”
Their change of attitude even caught Bikir’s attention.
Bikir looked at the three women entering the tavern.
“……!”
They were familiar faces in my memory.
The three flowers of Morgue or the three flowers.
It was the three sisters of Highsis, Middlesis, and Lowsis.
Specialized in grass, earth and water type magic, they walked over and sat down at the table.
The men’s eyes widened for a moment at that beautiful figure, but they still couldn’t say they were making a mistake.
That’s right, because the personalities of these triplets were truly terrifying.
“What stories were you having so much fun doing?”
“It’s obvious. It’s midnight. They must have been clapping again.”
“Were you talking about Bikir-sama?”
The guards responded loudly to the triplets’ questions.
“Yes that’s right!”
Then, the eldest sister, Hisis, grabbed the cold beer glass that came out in front of her and laughed.
“Ho-ho-ho- it’s worth it. His achievements are amazing. In fact, I still can’t stop my heart beating when I think of the feelings I felt when I saw his face that day.”
The new guards’ eyes twinkled at Hysis’ words.
“1Have you ever met him, Captain?”
“of course.”
Hysis and the other two sisters narrowed their eyes and laughed.
“When I first saw him, I thought he was just a pretty boy. But while living together in the fortress, I got to know his true character, infinitely caring and full of charisma.”
Bikir, who was right next to him, was speechless and almost burst out laughing.
It was because I remembered that my first meeting with them was not very pleasant.
But for some reason, the Highsis Middlesis and Lowis sisters seem to be remembering the memories with Bikir as something really beautiful.
“He’s really nice. To be honest, I’ve been busy spying on him the whole time I’ve been living in the fort.”
“We only ran into each other a few times in the cafeteria.”
“Still, we saw each other for a while at the border of the cotton field. Although we couldn’t have a long conversation because the three mutts of the Baskervilles interrupted us. If we had known this was going to happen, we would have talked a little longer then.”
They put the guards aside and started chattering.
The waitress, who had been unkind until now, pays attention to them and politely serves drinks and snacks.
Bikir sat alone at a table far away, listening intently to the stories of the triplets.
It was in order to hear even a little bit about how things were going in the House of Morgue or the Baskervilles.
The triplets were still very talkative, and Bikir was able to glean quite a bit of information.
The changes since Bikir’s disappearance and death two years ago have been quite surprising.
Unexpectedly, Hugo Les Baskerville visited the Rue Morgue several times in a fit of rage.
And that the House of Morgue had given a huge diplomatic reward to the House of Baskerville.
Nevertheless, Hugo Les Baskerville did not let go of his anger.
Finally, it was said that Morgue Camus had personally led a search party in search of the enemy and the waters of the Black Mountains just a few weeks ago.
Bikir accepted all of this calmly.
Well, Hugo’s anger at the news of his disappearance must have been due to the loss of a useful hunting dog.
And the reason why he still hasn’t calmed down is probably because he thought the reward from the House of Morgue was small.
The only surprising thing was that Kamu had not forgotten Bikir even two years later.
Until just a few weeks ago, she led a search party steadily and searched for floods, but one day, she suddenly disappeared.
……According to popular rumors, he hid deep within his family and went into closed-door training?
well anyway
The triplets told the story of Bikir and secretly boasted of their experience and connections to the guards.
“By the way, the golden statue standing over there doesn’t even capture half of Vikir-sama’s real beauty. Ah~ it’s a pity. If he were still alive, he would have made a good pair with me by now.”
“Who’s paired with who? It’s funny. If he was alive, I would have seduced him.”
“Don’t fight, unnies. All three of us can get along. What kind of man would reject the three of us?”
However, soon all the triplets are depressed at the same time.
“Ugh, what are you doing if we fight like this? He’s not there anymore.”
A gloomy atmosphere pervades the tavern for a while.
Around that time, Bikir got up and climbed the stairs to the second floor.
It was because I wanted to quickly go to my room and lie down.
I was tired of hearing my own story that made me feel embarrassed.
at that time.
As luck would have it, Hysis, who was looking away, caught Bikir’s hood.
“You there! Your outfit is suspicious. Come here!”
Since he just wanted to make a fool of himself, Hysis immediately used the fortress commander’s authority to conduct a random companion and body search.
Bikir stopped walking up the stairs for a moment.
It seemed that if I took off the hood here, the atmosphere would really rise to the point where I couldn’t handle it.
I pretended not to hear and went up the stairs, but that only fueled Hysis’ dirty temper.
“Hey! Stand up! Can’t you hear me!?”
Then the guard man next to him said in a panic.
“Captain, I’m the kid I bought you a glass of milk earlier… He’s not a suspicious guy.”
“It’s noisy! What’s going on in this situation! The natives outside are also strangely quiet, so we need to be more vigilant!”
Hysis jumped up from her seat.
And he stretched out his hand towards Bikir.
A powerful flow of mana swirled around Vikir.
“Bind!”
The wooden handrails of the grass magic staircase, which is the pride of Hysis, creaked, and long vines grew to entangle Vikir.
however.
Whirik-
Bikir blew himself away so easily that he avoided the knots of the vines.
Highsis who saw it, and Middlesis and Lowsis, who were making faces from behind, widen their eyes.
Of course, I was so surprised that the guardsmen next to me spit out the alcohol they were drinking.
I never thought I could easily avoid the magic of Morgue’s Samhwa, who has a sorcery level approaching class 3, and Highsis, who is the best among them.
“……this.”
Bikir had a hunch that things were bothering him.
I tried to hide myself in the dark, but Morgue’s Samhwa was not such an easy opponent.
The three sisters, Highsis, Middlesis, and Lowsis, quickly rose from their seats and raised their magical powers.
The guards, who had been laughing and chatting just before, also drew swords, bows, staffs, and magic books and surrounded Vikir with sharp momentum.
“Who are you! Take off your hood and reveal your identity!”
Hysis shouted sharply.
Bikir sighed lightly.
You may have to get out if you want to get out, but the whole castle will be turned upside down.
I didn’t even have the confidence to get out without seeing blood.
And in the first place, it was not necessary to wear a hood to hide one’s identity.
‘I’m on my way to tell the Baskervilles that I’ve returned anyway…’ Whether
Baskerville knows first or Morgue knows first, it’s just a matter of order.
Eventually, Bikir stopped obediently and raised both hands.
Then, in everyone’s wary eyes, he slowly flipped the hood back.
…
The moment Bikir’s hood comes off and his bare face is revealed.
“……oh.”
“…Oh my God.”
“……Oh my God.”
The triplets admired in unison.
It is not a reaction to meeting a familiar face, but a reaction to seeing purely Bikir’s appearance itself.
and soon.
Those who realized that Bikir’s face resembled something began to appear one after another.
Several of the guards slowly turn their heads to look at the golden statue’s face outside the window.
“……?”
Then I turn my head again and look at Bikir’s face standing on the railing of the stairs.
“……!”
And those who become stiff.
The shock was all the men in the guard. Everyone in the tavern. And furthermore, it spread to Morgue’s three twin sisters, Highsis Middlesis and Lowsis.
Soon, everyone who recognized Bikir’s face opened their mouths and raised their index fingers and trembled.
“B-B-B-B-B…”
Kirvan Baskerville. The missing hound of the iron-blooded swordsman.
The hero of the red awl has returned.
