Lady Gemina (1)
Josef handed over the teacup and looked at the nun sitting in front of him.
An elderly woman wearing shabby-looking clothes that were neatly ironed.
The head of the convent spoke while drinking the tea that Joseph had provided.
“I understand that the mayor is thinking of growing that seed, but you will have to be careful.”
The prioress of the convent was making eye contact with Joseph with her head held straight.
Her simple posture was evident just by her sitting posture.
“From what I personally observed, he was very impatient and vicious, perhaps because of his lowly social status. “This kid will definitely cause trouble.”
That day, Vlad dragged Jemina out of the convent without going through the proper procedures.
If I had thought about the future at all, I probably shouldn’t have done that, but in life, there are times when emotions take precedence over reason.
“I told you this because I was worried that it might damage the mayor’s reputation.”
“……Is that so.”
Josef already knew that Vlad had committed some indiscretions at the convent.
However, it was quite intentional to now question that behavior and issue a warning.
There must be a good reason why the superior nun does this to the boy who has received the approval of Priest Andrea and San Logino.
“Joseph.”
“What’s going on?”
Just as Josef was thinking about who would be behind the nun, Zayar knocked, opened the door, and entered the mayor’s office.
Although Zayar had no permission to come in and knew that he was interviewing a guest, he had good reasons for doing so.
“The stablekeeper I sent with Lord Ramund has returned.”
Josef narrowed his eyes when he saw that Zayar’s expression was unusual.
“I came back alone.”
“The reason is?”
Josef looked at Zayar’s eyes and nodded.
“Let them in.”
The Mother Superior was sitting right in front of her, but Zayar’s attitude was one of urgency.
“Hey Josef. “There was a big problem.”
With Jayar nodding, Goth, who had been waiting outside, walked in with urgent steps.
The face covered in sweat and dirt showed how urgently Goat had moved.
“Tell me.”
Goth swallowed his saliva at Josef’s permission and quickly began to say the words he had been thinking about.
“The barbarians have appeared.”
When the word barbarian came out of Goth’s mouth, the nun covered her mouth without realizing it.
Because she had lived for a long time, she knew well the fear brought by barbarians.
“……where.”
“It is a road connecting Shoara and Varna. “They were attacking people there.”
It was an impossible situation, but the man named Got was a person with a certain amount of trust, based on his past experience.
His report is worth listening to.
“The Young Master told me to bring someone.”
Goth opened his mouth, licking his dry lips with his tongue, perhaps feeling burdened by Josef’s gaze looking at him or because of an urgent situation.
“You and Vlad are holding on to the barbarian leader hostage.”
“…….”
Goth was saying.
Ramund and Vlad are holding a sit-in, holding on to the leader of the barbarians to protect the people who were attacked.
Just the two of us.
“……Xayar. Gather your cavalry and move out right now. “You do it yourself.”
“yes.”
“Goat. “I feel sorry for you who just returned, but I have to be a guide for Zayar.”
“All right.”
“Go and see. “Move quickly.”
Josef, who had sent the two away, was lowering his head with both hands on his forehead as if praying.
But Joseph did not bow his head to pray.
He was suppressing his anger, thinking of the barbarians who dared to pollute Bayezid’s land and of someone warning him.
“…Isn’t it truly amazing?”
Josef slowly raised his head towards the nun who was sitting in front of him.
“Even though I am of humble origin and impatient, don’t you say that I am protecting the lambs according to God’s will?”
“…That’s right.”
The Joseph seen in the Mother Superior’s eyes had a more dangerous look in his eyes than the boy she saw that day.
The look in his eyes made it seem like if he was going to cause trouble, it would be him rather than the boy.
“Please tell him my words. Mother Superior.”
The city of Shoara is moved by two hands.
Josef Bayezid, the legitimate mayor of Shoara, recognized by blood.
“Thank you for worrying about me.”
The Bishop of Shoara, who cares for humans according to the word of God. By these two people.
“And that I will come see you soon.”
Although they belong to different realms, the two people moving in the same city were destined to meet at least once.
Ultimately, both human power and divine power come from people.
Outside the window of the mayor’s office, the sound of horse hooves as cavalrymen galloped loudly.
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If it were an ordinary bandit group, the leader would have run away the moment they were caught.
However, these were not magic bandits, but warriors from a barbarian tribe called Budayatra, and Age was the son of the tribe chief and their leader.
“Don’t you think there are more and more of them?”
“…Quite a number of them moved south.”
Ramund nodded heavily at Vlad’s words.
The barbarians did not give up their captain.
He continued to follow them down, putting pressure on Ramund and Vlad, who were leading the people and slowly heading south.
Even now the walls of Shoara are faintly visible.
“It looks like the guy named Goat has arrived in the right place.”
However, this tiresome standoff, which lasted more than a day, is over from this moment.
Ramund held his sword to Agee’s neck and looked at the dust rising in the distance.
They were soldiers from Shoara.
“…We’re a little late.”
“Do not forget that this is Bayezid’s land.”
Age nodded as he looked at the troops running from Shoara.
If the warriors he had brought with him had gathered even a little earlier, even the two who used Aurors would not have been able to protect everyone here.
If so, at least I could have been released.
“That was a good decision. “Old man.”
The decision to hold on to oneself and put pressure on oneself while at the same time leading the people and returning to Shoara.
Concerned that he might be caught up, he calculated the appropriate distance and timing and sent Goth to Shoara.
If either of the two had gone wrong or had not been attempted, the party would have been surrounded by unfamiliar barbarians instead of seeing Shoara.
“Why on earth did you come here? “Why did you go this deep?”
Ramund, who had finally achieved his intention, began to raise the questions he had been harboring.
However, rather than the tip of the sword threatening him, Age’s eyes were only focused on the boy in front of him, riding a pitch-black horse, glaring at his comrades.
“We needed a son of the prairie. “That’s why I followed you here.”
“Are those who followed the horse plundering people?”
“I guess that was a way to earn pocket money as well.”
Even though Age was thrown to the ground by Vlad, he did not lose his confident attitude.
“But I didn’t know that the son of the plains would choose the boy of the empire over us.”
Although he was alone, the boy did an excellent job holding back the barbarians’ charge on the way here.
Although he didn’t want to admit it, there must have been a reason why Meadow’s son chose the boy over him.
“…I’ll have to explain this in detail.”
It seemed like there was some story behind it, but the tip of Ramund’s sword did not waver.
In any case, since these were the guys who entered Bayezid’s land without permission and plundered it, there would be no need to look into the situation.
“Go back! “Everyone go back!”
Age, who realized that the situation was now over, shouted loudly to his colleagues.
“Stay still!”
Due to Age’s sudden action, Ramund’s sword penetrated his neck and bright red blood was forming, but Age did not stop shouting.
“go back!”
The barbarian warriors who heard Agee’s voice hesitated for a moment, but nodded as they saw Shoara’s soldiers running from afar.
Their leader failed and was captured.
Since we cannot have a head-on collision with the soldiers in Shoara’s front yard, we will have to wait for a later date.
“See you later. Leader!”
Savages turning the reins with a sharp neigh.
The people who ran as if running away, dragging their bodies without help, were only able to breathe a sigh of relief when they saw that sight.
“thank you. Sir!”
“Thank you for saving us!”
People falling to their knees with sobbing sounds.
No one here thought they would be able to return to Shoara with their lives preserved.
The pressure from the barbarians was intense and threatening, and the situation was hopeless.
However, there were men who led them here, blocking out those barbarians.
“…It’s over.”
As the boy watched the barbarians moving away, he bit his tongue and said that it was finally over.
Vlad’s blonde hair was blowing in the wind as he looked back at the people.
His name was Vlad of Shoara.
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“What happened?”
“I don’t know. “Suddenly the barbarians came out.”
When Vlad said that he was a party to the incident but did not know the inside story, Xayar quietly nodded.
“……Good work.”
As they approached Shoara, the group of barbarians that Age had brought numbered nearly 40 people.
Since only the two of them were holding them back, it was a situation that Vlad was exhausted from.
“But where did that saying come from?”
Xayar’s gaze landed on the pitch-black horse carrying Vlad.
Even at a glance, it looked unusual as it was large compared to other horses.
“Oh, this guy?”
A smile appeared on Vlad’s lips, as if he had been waiting for that question.
“This is the guy I saw when I was dealing with Death Worm back then. “How did you find me?”
“hmm.”
The boy looked tired, but shrugged his shoulders and said that he could finally ride a horse.
Especially since it was in front of Jayar, he seemed desperate to be more condescending.
“Stop acting so proud.”
“As soon as I get back, I’ll have to get the saddle fitted first.”
“…….”
Vlad is extremely excited, ignoring his own words.
Seeing that, Zayar wanted to kick him, but since there were still people behind him occasionally shouting the boy’s name, he decided to endure it for now.
“Now you know that you are paying for food.”
I just growled a little in a whisper.
He saved people from barbarians and also revealed the identity of the ghost horse that had been rumored.
Vlad was nodding his head, thinking that this was enough to recover the points he had lost to Josef, but the work was not over yet.
“huh? hey. Come on.”
Hehehe –
It was a pitch-black guy who had been following Vlad’s words just a moment ago, but as soon as he got close to the gate of Shoara, he started to lash out and refused to get any closer.
“huh? huh?”
Vlad began to panic at the man’s sudden strange behavior, and the soldiers around him began to hurriedly flee the scene.
“They said they would fit the saddle first.”
“Why is it like this?”
Xayar narrowed his eyes and began to notice the strange behavior of the pitch-black horse.
For some reason, the guy seemed uncomfortable from the moment the soldiers got closer.
“…The one who rides the horse hates them, and the one who rides them hates humans, so they really came together.”
Looking at the jet-black guy who wasn’t enough to step back and now raise his front paw and glow, Xayar thought that they were a really good pair.
