My Villains, Chapter 300
, 54. Paladin (8)
It was midday when I received Boonie’s letter, but I had to postpone opening it for a while. It is because the small lords and knights who brought troops at the call of the priest Marcel asked for a meeting.
In response to the church’s request for support, there were five nobles who had their estates and manors close to Seteniora Monastery, such as ‘Antrum’ and ‘Odenlock’.
There was no need to feel embarrassed about meeting them just because they were nobles. Two of them were only barons and the other three were knights like me.
All of them were not powerful nobles, so their troops were insignificant.
Each brought about 20 to 40 soldiers, and all were conscripts except for a few privates and servants. However, ‘Baron Sempi’, who was said to have come from a fortress in Odenlock, brought about 120 well-trained spearmen and archers
.
However, the priests of the monastery were not at ease with the ragtag army of less than 300 men. It was clear from the fact that I had asked to stay at the convent a little longer without even mentioning it.
The meeting with the five nobles ended without much nutrition. In the first place, I didn’t ask for a meeting because I had a specific business, but I came to see my face.
However, the topic that Baron Sempi brought up at the end of the conversation was very interesting.
“I wanted to visit Gyeong’s lord one day and express my gratitude, but since the fate reached me like this, I’d be grateful if Gyeong conveyed it.”
“What do you mean thanks?”
“About the recapture of Oduenne by His Highness the Three Princes. Thanks to you, the Abiden region has regained peace, and I am also relieved. My last name is close to Abiden.”
Audouine? Port of Auduenne?
“It’s the first time I’ve heard of it. Has Oduenne been taken away from you? To whom?”
“It seems you don’t know anything about this news.”
Baron Sempi clicked his tongue and then elaborated.
“Didn’t the fish-man army led by the ‘Witch of Praise’ finally swallow Oduenne?”
“The fishman army…
“Originally, what they were aiming for was the Vitian Harbor to the southeast, but they seem to have given up quickly.”
Baron Sempi shrugged his shoulders, holding the accusation.
“Well, what are these guys going to do?
The Iron Scales Fleet of the ‘Fresh Blood Baek (鮮血伯)’ has entered Vitian.”
blood white? Scale Fleet?
I unconsciously looked to the side. Heila, who sat next to me and helped me with the conversation with the nobles, was sipping tea with an expressionless face as usual.
“Are you sure you don’t even know about blood? The first blood knight of Ireland, His Excellency Count Akele.”
“Oh, I know. I’ve heard it a few times… He smiled at the end of his words.
As someone who mixes Kim Seung-soo and Phoenix, I don’t know how to react whenever I hear the story of Phoenix’s father.
“What good. Then the story must be quite comfortable.”
As if not noticing my awkward expression, Baron Sempi continued talking with an amused expression.
“From what I’ve heard, the King of Blood came with over forty blood knights. Apart from the fleet.”
“…forty?” The Blood Knights are an elite force group that the twin royal families are proud of, and they are rare beings with fewer than 100 members in the entire Duchy of Ireland. By the way, Count Akele brought half of them to the continent?
“It must include seeds.”
It was none other than Heila who spoke softly.
Immediately after sitting in this seat, the five nobles were persistently glancing at her outstanding beauty. But Haila either didn’t notice the gaze or didn’t pay attention, just blinking languidly.
“Iland is an island rich in copper, silver and iron. Thanks to that, I heard that not only blood knights and soldiers, but also servants and regular soldiers are equipped with high-quality equipment.”
“Um, is that so?”
“Yes, sir. Perhaps the well-armed servants looked like blood knights in the eyes of the public.”
“It could be…. You must be a girl with a lot of insight.” Instead of answering, Heyla slightly lowered her head and sipped her tea again, and Baron Sempy cleared his throat.
“Anyway, the Blood Knights and the Blood Knights have even come to the fleet, so the Witch of Hymn and the Sea Giants are no match for them.”
“Ugh. I guess so.”
“That’s why the fishmen’s offensive is concentrated on Oduene Port.”
Baron Sempi, who was clearing his throat, moistened his lips with wine infused with herbs and spices.
“It may not be comparable to Vitian, who appeared with fresh blood, but Oduenne wasn’t too easy. Not only the lord, ‘Viscount Cirillo’, but also the subordinates of His Highness, the 3rd prince stationed there, are all outstanding people.”
He pointed out each name and counted on his fingers.
“I heard that the mercenary commander from the north, called the ‘Shield Maiden’, is an outstanding person in his own way, not to mention Sir Liam, the arrogant knight of Prince Silver.”
…Shield Maiden?
I scratched my eyebrows and asked.
“Do you know the name of the mercenary commander, the Shield Maiden?”
“name? What was that…
“Isn’t it Grania by any chance?”
“Yeah, I guess that was the name. Do you know each other?”
“yes. Because we were once comrades.”
“Ah, it’s only natural that they’re both the youngest of the three princes.”
Grania is a mercenary you met in South Harbor and went with for a while.
He was a warrior with an amazing sword and shield. He was also the teacher who laid the foundation for my swordsmanship before I regained Phoenix’s memory.
It feels like it was yesterday that we were lying together in the backyard of the Boathouse Inn, but you have become a famous mercenary captain before you know it. Feelings are new.
“There is also Atalanta, the leader of the Nudan warrior group ‘Hareskith’.”
It is a familiar name again after Sir Lyam and Grania.
“She is called ‘Nafidat al Nouvoa’, which means ‘daughter of salvation’ in nude. As befits that grandiose nickname, three nudein clans are following her.”
A couple of months ago, when I first entered the ‘Dream Territory’, I don’t know what happened, but I met Atalante.
At that time, I remember hearing the news that I was stationed in Auduenne while sharing the current situation.
“Despite the resistance of such outstanding people, Auduenne fell into the hands of the Witch of Hymn and the fish-men for a while.”
Noticing that the nobles gathered around the table were suddenly focusing on him instead of Heila, Baron Sempy smiled slightly.
“However, around Viscount Cyril and Sir Lyam, the army has gathered strength again. And finally, a week or ten days ago, they finally drove out the Witch of Praise with the help of a mysterious sorcerer from the far west meadow.”
“…that’s what happened. I am hearing it for the first time.”
If you say ‘the mysterious shaman from the far west steppe’, you’re referring to Utequai’s sister-in-law and spirit shaman, ‘Kanzai Iofya’.
Arrogant Lord Liam Shield Maiden Grania Daughter of Salvation Atalanta Soul Sorcerer Iofia.
All of them are names that you want to meet or reunite with.
“Auduenne. Auduenne Port.”
It is so close that you can reach it in one day by boat after traveling south along the mountain road for three days.
It’s not like I can run right now. However, I have a hunch that I will be able to meet them all in the near future.
It was late afternoon as the sun was setting when I finally opened Boonie’s letter.
– This is Naribuni.
Are you healthy? I heard that Guistol arrived well. I’m so sorry to hear rumors about you everywhere.
I’m not far away now. It’s called a one-armed coffin bunny.
“I used to write.” A smile comes out of the writing written on the development of a monster.
The ignorant Buni learned to read by my instruction immediately after being appointed as the governor. I can still see him struggling to learn how to read despite being scolded by Beldin, a scribe in Longville.
The handwriting and spelling are still poor, but even so, if you write a letter like this, you can roughly guess how much effort you have put in and it warms your heart.
Looking at the letter again with a smile like that, I could easily understand the beggarly handwriting and bizarre words. What a strange thing.
-Originally, this is Gunjuk, the Crown Prince of Lavalton. Son of the old coronation taker. Te Ker was appointed 30 years ago during the time of Prince Aloth. Gunjuk leads a group of thugs to harass the residents of the manor. In addition to the crop, they receive 30% of the price of the land. It’s a net dog.
It’s a story I once heard.
Among the six mercenaries I met at Longville’s tavern, ‘Golden Sword’, the fierce Steedman, the docile Jenessa, and Boonie were from Lavalton, so they often talked about their hometowns.
-Prince Alot became a traitor in 735. Three years ago, this area became the domain of Prince Ulkar. And now Lavalton is the Lord’s land. I am the new governor appointed by the former ruler.
However, Gunjuk does not believe the letter of appointment given by the ruler. I bought 5 mercenaries with the money I gave and gathered friends from my hometown. Killed 6 thugs during combat. Gunjuk ran away. I bet many times
with gold coins .
Booney’s writing was not smooth, but it was rather easy to understand because there were no superfluities.
I could also know the story of the letter that contained five gold coins and fifty-six silver coins, a sum of money for a rural manor. After adding up the crops of the last few years and the property collected by the plundering of the army, he deducted a portion of the manor’s budget and sent all the rest.
-154 silver coins spent on lavalton. I bought 1 ox, 4 pack horses and 2 boats to float on the lake. I also bought 15 goats and 7 pigs. I didn’t buy a lot of chicken.
If I free myself, I will build a watchtower, fix the fence, and pave the way. When money is collected, the forge is expanded. You just have to collect it for 3 years.
There are no trees in the forest. Dogs or cows gather fruits, kill animals, and cut down trees. A ban must be issued. Please allow me…
“I really wrote down all sorts of things.”
The seven-page letter was filled with similar content to the above.
There are a total of 570 people living in the manor, and 181 of them are strong men. Information related to the population, such as how many died this year and how many were born. News that a priest has been appointed to the nearby manor. up to rumors.
It was a letter that felt a desire to tell everyone about Lavalton, even the smallest call.
– I heard that there is still a lot of fighting. We have to recruit and send soldiers, but there are few people and there is a lot of work.
This is Dylan, the night watchman who sent you this letter. It is the most business in Lavalton. It’s only one person, but I hope it helps.
If you need anything, write a letter and be healthy. Tell Steedman that the trout is still delicious today.
I read the carefully written letter over and over again. While immersed in an unknown sentiment, the end of the letter keeps getting stepped on in the eyes.
“…Stidman isn’t here.”
It reminds me of the guys who left for La Palais through the dimensional door.
Tight Steedman and Archer Cole Freckled Mira and One-Eyed Simos.
and Ellen.
“Whoa.”
After erasing the bitter smile with a sigh, I leaned back on the backrest. I knocked on the letter on the table and looked back at the man standing in the doorway.
“Your name is Dylan? You said you were a night watchman?”
“Yes Nari.”
Dylan, the night watchman, was a very muscular man compared to the average farmer. According to Boonie’s letter, he was the biggest business in Lavalton.
Besides, having traveled alone for a month and a half from Lavalton to here is an unusual ability in itself considering the security situation in this world.
“There was a battle?”
“Gunchuk attacked with a knife along with the thugs. If Booney hadn’t prepared in advance, it would have been a big deal.”
“Right.”
Besides that, after talking about the letter a few more times, I didn’t ask any questions about it.
“Did you come here on orders from Boonie?”
“Half of it.”
Dylan continued with his blunt expression.
“I am useless in Lavalton.”
“Useless? why?”
“My father and older brother are both watchmen. The father is old, but the brother is young. You don’t have to have two watchmen in town.”
“okay? So, do you want to do mercenary work?”
“You mean a mercenary?”
he asked with a bewildered look.
“I am a citizen of Nari. Not a mercenary, just a soldier.”
“…is it.”
I scratched my eyebrows and burst out laughing.
“You know what? I’ll call my subordinates and set up a place for you, so wait.”
Before he could finish his words, a veteran conspirator opened the door and entered in a hurry.
“Oh Confir. I was just about to call you.”
“yes? What’s-”
“Here’s a guy named Dylan, and I’ll be staying with you from now on, so get me a bed and gear.”
“Ah yes. I see. Rather…
Confir, who came closer, lowered his voice, pointing with his thumb behind him.
“Princess Theodora is here.”
“A princess?”
“yes. I hear you have something to tell me.”
“……okay?”
Looks like you’ve finally made up your mind.
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