Chapter 234 – Chapter 234 ― It’s Already Been a Year (1)
Episode 234 ― Already One Year (1)
It was a very disastrous end for a nobleman to say the least.
Perhaps the baron couple could not have imagined
An ending I wouldn’t have hoped for.
The servants they had were busy taking care of valuables in the mansion. Since the Baron Lars family was suddenly rented right after the war, there were no servants who had been loyal to it from generation to generation.
Even if he hadn’t had any complaints against the baron by stepping back, he wouldn’t have dared rebel against Roan or Helen, who made the baron like this.
In the end, with Roan’s connivance, they decided to take all the valuables in the house, except for the jewelry that Roan ordered the butler to bring. Among them was a lot of food. Isn’t it a time when food is as precious as money?
By the time Baron Lars and his wife, who had struggled and screamed in pain for a long time, were exhausted.
Roan quietly rose from the sofa.
“Baron.”
Approaching the baron wriggling on the floor bleeding like a bug, Roan quietly reached out.
A warm aura like the mercy of a goddess passed over his hand. Roan concentrated his powers.
To stop the blood and reduce the pain.
However, severed wrists and ankles never grow back. It had already become food for dogs chained in the backyard.
Blacksmith Kruber, the technicians who were attacked by them. All of them silently paid attention to Roan and the baron couple despite the noise of the cluttered mansion.
Complex emotions boiled over as if boiling in their eyes.
Some of them may not have wanted Roan to heal the baron. But I know that I have no right to discuss it with myself.
Anyway, it was Kruber who got the right to avenge from Roan, and because he was silently watching this scene.
“Why why…”
Panicked, Baron Lars looked up at Roan in a hoarse voice and asked. Perhaps he couldn’t decide whether to be relieved by his current treatment or saddened by the disaster.
“Do you want to ask why they make and heal things like this?”
The half-dead-eyed baron stared blankly at Roan. However, Roan responded kindly as if he were in a different space.
“Power is not forever. If you’ve stolen someone’s life, you have to be prepared to have it stolen. What you did just came back. Still better than those people who lost their son or their own life.”
Helen realized that Roan’s use of holy power had grown a lot, and she smiled with satisfaction.
The saintess’ smile was so heartwarming that she couldn’t match the current scene. However, she seemed to be more pleased with Roan’s skill improvement than the baron’s suffering as he healed.
“You have a title, and you have a mansion. It would be difficult for nobles to reach out to you first when her ugliness is revealed, but you don’t know, do you? Someone might help you if you’re of value.”
With Roan’s treatment, the Baron’s pain gradually disappeared. As the wounds healed, the baron’s expression, which was full of confusion, began to grow more and more angry. But Roan continued to speak calmly.
“Do not worry. Goddess is fair to all her life. Maybe I too will pay this price someday. So live hard. Don’t give up easily.”
The magic faded.
Roan, who had closed his wounds enough to heal naturally, tapped the fallen Baron Lars lightly on the shoulder as if to encourage him.
Roan nodded, and Helen stepped out.
After tending to the wounds of the baroness who had been lying next to her, Helen returned to the technicians sitting behind her.
Completely different from when I dealt with the two nobles,
Helen spoke in a warm saintly voice.
“It is regrettable that bodily functions that have already been damaged are difficult to reverse. Instead, I’ll take you to a facility where you’ll recuperate for a while. After that, you can do whatever you want. Because both the goddess and my master who preaches her words are merciful.”
And she turned her head to Kruber.
“Kruber. Are you okay?”
He kept his mouth shut like a rock, and looked at Helen only after a long time.
“… Yes.”
“How did you decide to keep them alive? It must not have been easy.”
“Goddess… Didn’t you say you were watching?”
She looked at him, as Helen admired.
“Is it because of that? Do you think it would be embarrassing to the goddess?”
“Originally, I intended to kill him, but… I wanted to make living more painful than dying.”
Helen looked at Kruber with a light smile. Rising from the baron, Roan also listened to the old blacksmith.
“But if you leave it intact, it will harm people around Bona Mana and then again… He’ll find someone to feed him, like my son or Victor here. So, I did this.”
Rumors among users are fast.
It would only be a matter of time before the story of the present incident reached the ears of the nobles and their servants.
Bad rumors have been confirmed, and there is no other noble to lend a hand to the noble whose limbs have been cut off. This is because in an aristocratic society, honor and word of mouth are important. It is different from the world of knights, who are ranked by strength, and the world of merchants, who can bury everything with money.
“Are you okay?”
Their conversation was interrupted by Anmut’s voice entering the mansion. Anmut, after grasping the condition of his employers Roan and Helen, saw the baron’s face and frowned at him.
Urtellia, who had followed, was horrified to see the sea of blood.
“Oh my God! No, what happened… !”
And she was worried about the least concerned person here.
“You’re not hurt anywhere, are you? If you feel uncomfortable or if something splashes on your clothes… If you need anything, I’ll search the mansion and get it for you!”
The three technicians who were sitting in her eyes didn’t seem to exist. Roan gave an order to Anmut and Helen after smiling slightly at Urtellia.
“Pick them up. Let’s go to the orphanage.”
And Roan wrapped himself around a technician who couldn’t walk. It was a young man named Victor who seemed to be an acquaintance of the blacksmith.
“Thank you thank you. Agent.”
Kruber bowed his head repeatedly.
Anmut and Urtellia, unaware of the situation, gave a puzzled look at the unexpected title, but they were cautious enough not to ask about the situation here.
“As you said, there was a book!”
Yurteria took out something wrapped in cloth in her arms and showed it.
“It wasn’t good, but… I thought I could restore it with magic if I took some time, so I brought it carefully.”
Then Roan moved out of the mansion and said.
“Can you tell me when the restoration is finished? It’s not my thing, so I have to give it to the person who needs to go.”
“… Yes? Then who… ?”
Roan’s gaze stopped at the blacksmith. After completing his revenge, he now had a depressed face as if he was looking for something that would not return.
If you pass on the remains of his son,
At least it will comfort him to clear his mind.
**
One of the good things to soothe the empty mind is to be immersed in work.
The old blacksmith came to Evir Geo with another crippled blacksmith, Victor, who was said to be his son’s friend.
One of the technicians was a carpenter, and he stayed in the orphanage with Sermo. The other remaining engineer, a stone craftsman, had moved to Basel with dozens of other people coming to Evirzio this time.
Those who moved this time were also shocked to see Roan’s true identity and seeing the demons for the first time in their lives, but soon got used to the demons. Seeing the people of Basel mixing with the demons every day seemed to help.
Arriving at the Imperial Castle in Basel, less than a week later, the old man started holding the hammer again.
It was the wheelchair that he started making in consultation with other human engineers.
“You can just calm down and get to work.”
“No. Your majesty. I just want to thank you for allowing me to make such a private object in advance.”
He is now the blacksmith of the imperial castle, but Roan steps forward and encourages him to make a wheelchair for Victor. He thought that if he could do something for his son’s friend, he would be comforted.
“Once I finish this, I’ll start working on Helen’s sword next.”
“Hmm. It’s good to make a good sword, but I hope you teach the people of this place your skills well. You were invited as a teacher.”
“I will do as you say.”
Kruber bowed politely and went back to the workshop.
Back at Evirzio, Helen presented her sword to the blacksmith. A sword said to have been made by Kruber’s son while he was imprisoned. His legacy.
In the future, Kruber will create many wonderful things not only for Helen but also for the people of Evirgio, and will teach the demons many things.
Meanwhile, Anmut and Urtellia, who remained in the human world, had a task.
“… What is this, Your Majesty?”
Roan held out a container of astor powder to Urtellia. Upon opening the lid, Yurtellia’s magical energy was slightly sucked into it.
“A little, um, uncomfortable.”
“It’s called asto powder.”
Roan also handed over the Count’s report with details on it.
Anmut and Urtellia were surprised to see that what had been like dust in front of them was transformed into a bright and transparent color by receiving Roan’s holy power.
“Is this used for farming?”
“Hmm. And I plan to find some other uses.”
“What about other uses?”
“A tool of defense against demonic powers.”
“… Are you talking about demons of demonism?”
For Urtellia and Anmut, this must have been very out of the blue. However, Roan only nodded lightly.
“The power contained in Astor Powder is divine power. Jim intends to use that power in many places, so I want the powder to be made into a form that is easy to carry.”
“Portable, easy… Like jewels or stones, for example?”
“Hmm.”
It’s a little funny that the crystal makes the original Astor powder hard again, but the fact that the nature changes in the process has no choice but to follow the words of the wizard who does not know magic.
If it is powder, it is convenient to scatter it somewhere. However, it is not appropriate to leave it in the castle or to carry it around like I said to Urtellia.
It’s not even suitable for gifting to Erennier.
“I wish I could process it if possible.”
“Um, I see. Anyway, here we are just waiting for Fiora and gathering information. I’ll give it a try!”
To her employer, Urtellia is friendly.
While Roan was at the ruins to bring out Kruber and other humans, Urtellia waved her hand several times to see him off.
The number of people who left the orphanage this time was thirty-seven.
Including Kruber, Victor, and Helen, there are only forty people. Twice as long as last time.
Still, the ruins moved this amount of people at once. It was a very surprising result. If the number of people who enter the circle of the waypoint, can he move at once?
There were two carts prepared in advance near Basel, but it was tight. From now on, I think I need to prepare more carts and demons.
“… If this amount of people increase at once, it seems that Elenia-sama will get news sooner or later, Your Majesty.”
Grunent, who had left work at the upper level, greeted Roan as he entered the castle with the humans.
Unfortunately, relocating humans to Erenia is still a secret.
The same human, Grünent, runs the guild and manages human affairs, so I thought that if Grünent was involved, it would act as a smokescreen to some extent for the increase of humans…
“Hmm. I guess so.”
“There will be more people coming next time than this time, right?”
“… Maybe.”
“Ugh… , All right.”
Grünent is troubled, with a finger to his lips.
“I have to think of a way.”
However, Roan and Grunent’s troubles were resolved in an unexpected direction.
