The Knight Wants To Be in a Relationship

42. Cheonuimubong (4)

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I was afraid to bring up the word that I would use the name of the sword castle to dismiss the district judge, but the lord’s messenger appeared out of nowhere and escorted the two women to the lord’s castle.

From the back of the drawing room, Youngju looked at me with an apologetic expression.

“Sorry. Sword Master. Sword Saint, you do not have the authority to dismiss a district judge.”

“Hmm… ….”

“—But I have it. As the swordsman wanted, he was removed from office and imprisoned. Since he himself is aware of his sins, he will obediently obey.”

Listening to the lord’s words, I looked at him with a smile as if I was having fun.

“What crime did he commit?”

“Well, the biggest sin is, of course, going against the Sword Saint-sama’s heart, but…… If I had to ask for legal charges, they would be charged with abuse of power and bribery.”

“Oh, you know that.”

“I found out while inviting Swordsman. Sorry for not handling this earlier. We will investigate as much as we can to make sure nothing similar happens. I will also give compensation to the two people outside.”

The lord said that and bowed his head in apology. I wondered if it was that much, and I exclaimed as I watched the aristocratic lord apologize casually.

Aristocrats in fairy tales were all high-handed, riotous because they couldn’t hit the back of a hero, and greedy beings with a strong desire for power.

The Count of Bland, where the dragon appeared, and the Earl of this place as well— The nobles of this kingdom were of a different nature from the nobles in those stories.

“Good. That should be enough. I didn’t mean to kill anything either.”

“Thank you for grace like hahahahae.”

“By the way, is it okay to dismiss a nobleman for just such a crime? He said that he was the baron he gave with his own mouth.”

“It’s okay. A quasi-noble is something that can be saved at any time.”

Let’s show that we liked the lord’s ruling, the lord said as if he was relieved, drinking tea.

Listening to his story, I had a question about the difference between a noble and a quasi-noble. To simply attach it to beings before becoming a noble——I also had the title of a semi-count.

“By the way, what is that quasi-aristocrat? I am also a nobleman.”

“Ah- that’s simple. Did you know that in our kingdom, even the nobility is in a position to be given after undergoing a test?”

“I think I’ve heard it before.”

“After passing that test, I will take another test. It is the process of receiving the blood of His Majesty the Changwang.”

“Then that quasi-noble…….”

“Yes, it is. Those who could not accept the blood of His Majesty the King of the Kings. So, by aristocratic standards, they are weeded out and inferior seeds. —Oh, of course, Sword Saint-sama is an exception. In the case of Sword Saint, who obtained superhuman strength alone, it is a little different…….”

In the past, when a group of black magicians and hyena mercenaries attacked the county of Bland, the spear king appeared as the body of the deceased count at that time.

I wondered how that was possible, but the lord told me the secret casually.

‘But isn’t this a secret that shouldn’t be known?’

A secret that could not even be heard from Kanelli, a nationally certified alchemist. With a little thought, it was easy to see why he was keeping it a secret.

The reason why neighboring countries or superhumans do not attack the kingdom is very simple. Because I have to fight against the king of Chang, the superman who protects the kingdom.

The strength of the Changwang does not simply come from his strength. It comes from that ridiculous superpower that allows you to enter a body that is not your own and fight as if you were yourself.

But what if it turns out that the only condition for Changwang to exert his psychic powers is the person who ate his own blood, especially those with a high compatibility with his blood?

‘I can avoid the king of spears and attack the kingdom… ….’

I looked at the lord with eyes that seemed to ask why he told me this, but the lord, who had already started talking, was constantly talking.

“The vast majority of people who pass the exam are successful in receiving blood transfusions, but there are people who are often rejected. That was the case with the guy you caught this time.”

“Oh, yes.”

“Probably the reason why this happened was similar. The feeling of inferiority for not being able to accept blood was expressed in another way. Only the people of the kingdom are the best race, and the other races are inferior to him…… They were one of the few oriental people in the city, so they would have thought they would be good harassers.”

“… ….”

“—Ah. Hmmm, I said too long. I wasted Geomseong-nim’s precious time. Sorry.”

The lord belatedly noticed and guided me outside. Guided by him, I headed for the waiting room, where I could see the master looking around restlessly and the director crossing arms as if nothing had happened, but not hiding his trembling legs.

“—You two, let’s go now.”

“Evan! Are you done now? No, more than that, how did this happen…….”

“Don’t make a fuss. Daughter.”

“Father, you were the one who made a fuss just now, isn’t it?”

“Noisy. I never did.”

As I watched the two of them arguing amicably, I smiled brightly.

“Come to think of it, I couldn’t directly apologize to you two. I apologize for this. I promise it won’t take long to pay the reward.”

“No, the lord doesn’t have to… ….”

“Oh, that’s right! It is he who is bad, not the lord…….”

“My subordinate’s mistake is also my mistake. All because I am lacking.”

When I saw the two women who were at a loss for what to do after receiving the lord’s apology in person, I could see that the two were more naive than I thought.

I couldn’t imagine the old days when they ran with their swords to adventurers because their swordsmanship was taken away, or glared at the district judge as if they were going to kill them.

‘To harass these people… ….’

I couldn’t understand racism or anything like that.

You mean the people of the kingdom don’t carry swords?

In a world where even dragons are killed by swords.

* * *

“I can’t do this, I can’t do this… ….”

Stupid-.

The chains begin to drag on the floor. Seeing the handcuffs hanging from his wrists, Ruschwaldz gazed at his wrists with a distraught expression.

Seeing that, the knight clicked his tongue and looked down at him.

“Why did you do that? It wouldn’t have happened if I had just done my job fairly.”

“This, release this! I am the district judge of the kingdom! It’s Ruschwalds! An aristocrat who received the title of baron!”

“All of the offices and titles you held have been recalled. Let me remind you that the reason I still respect you is not because you are still a judge or noble, but because I respect your ability to do the job.”

“Yes, yes! I am an elite who took the second place in the judicial exam! Are you saying you’re going to blow up a talented person like me just because of two monkeys like that!”

“—Kyung is a person who can be replaced.”

At those words, Ruschwaldz put on an enlightened expression and fell into tears. Yes. A talented person who took second place in the judicial exam?

There is no doubt that he is an outstanding talent—but even so, the second seat appears unconditionally once a year.

Compared to that, superhuman and swordsmen don’t appear that easily, nor can they be replaced by someone else. His ruin was only because he touched those who were under the protection of the Sword Saint…….

“Damn, damn…… ! What the hell, why is there such a swordsmanship dojo…… !”

I couldn’t understand. If the swordsman had learned from that dojo and became a swordsman, word would have spread right away, and the dojo would have made its name throughout the continent as the dojo that nurtured the swordsman. If so, Ruschwaldz would not have touched the seal.

However, the swordsman completed the sword himself. I haven’t heard from anyone that he bought a sword.

─Who the hell would think that a swordsman would enroll in a dojo to learn swordsmanship from those less powerful than him?

“hahahaha, hahahahaha- crazy. All superhumans are crazy…….”

“I’ll pretend I didn’t hear it.”

The knight sighed, closed the door, and left the prison. Ruschwald’s murmur echoed throughout the cell.

* * *

“I never thought Evan was a swordsman… ….”

“I will. Why didn’t I know…….”

“I didn’t tell you because I thought you knew everything.”

“Hmm, that’s right. Then it’s our fault! hahahahaha!”

Returning to the dojo, Mukcheon celebrated the fact that all problems had been resolved and opened the bottle. It was a very precious Seonju (仙酒) that he brought with him when he came over to the kingdom from the east.

Befitting a liquor that is said to be brewed by Shinseon, the bright smell of alcohol filled the inside of the stamp as soon as the cap was opened. A smell that makes you intoxicated just by smelling it.

Evan gulped down his drink, throbbing at the thought of drinking for the first time, and immediately began to vomit.

“Kek- What does this taste like?”

“Ha ha ha! You should drink it that way!”

Evan, frowning at the taste that was no different from medicine, refused to drink more, and Mukcheon, who was drinking alone, stopped at one point and looked at Evan.

“We intend to return to the East.”

“Yes?”

Evan listened to Mukcheon’s words and tilted his head, as if asking what he meant. However, Mukcheon said with a bitter smile.

“I knew this was not a place for us to be. It was an arrogant idea to spread our advanced swordsmanship to this continent…… Wherever people live, it must be the same.”

In a way, it wasn’t even like swearing at Ruschwaldz. Mukcheon also came to me thinking that the people here would be inferior to those of the East, and that their swordsmanship would not have matched the skill level of the East.

Actually, it wasn’t. This was also a place where people lived, and their swordsmanship never lags behind their own.

Even, didn’t Evan, who is called the swordsman, realize the secret of his swordsmanship that even they did not realize in just one month?

I was arrogant.

Unconsciously, they thought they were inferior to themselves, and that thought attracted another sense of inferiority.

“I see.”

Evan nodded and respected Mukcheon’s opinion. It’s a pity that he leaves, but it’s not sad enough to stop it.

Mukcheon looked at Evan and carefully suggested it.

“So, Evan-kun. Won’t you come with us?”

“…… Yes?”

“To the east. Come with us You look better there than here.”

Evan lowered his head for a moment, lost in his thoughts. There was a proposal to go to the east together, and there were questions about what the east was like.

However, it wasn’t enough to leave the place where I was born and raised just out of curiosity.

When Mukcheon shook his head and rejected Mukcheon’s offer, Mukcheon muttered a pity.

“If you come now, I will give you my daughter and your stamp.”

“…… Are you not going?”

Evan hesitated for a moment, but he was never regretful.

Yeah, I’m absolutely not sorry.