Chapter 313 – Chapter 313 ― Second Day (2)
Episode 313 ― 2nd day (2)
Helen was focusing her attention on an imaginary enemy, waiting for Roan’s map to finish.
As for the light and flexible sword, Fiora taught me how to move the sword.
Helen as a paladin who uses her holy power is perfect, but in the end, when it comes to the swordsmanship she wields with that power, Fiora and Roan are far superior.
In her spare time, Helen received guidance from Roan and Fiora and refined her swordsmanship.
At the end of Roan and Anmut’s conversation, Helen also wiped off her sweat and caught her breath. The top of her chest rose and fell lightly under her thin training suit.
“We will also continue yesterday’s training, Master.”
[It’s inconvenient to contain holy power. I can still feel the traces of Laurecia. Is the new sword far away? No, that hurts my pride a bit…]
Fiora mumbled, but Roan just laughed.
The sword, Fiora, contains the power of her life. That’s why she is both a magic sword and a treasured sword.
However, in order to utilize her holy power, it is better that the sword does not contain magical power.
In fact, Fiora hoped that Roan would get a proper sword and practice her properly.
It was the reason why her complaint was only cute.
“Instead of the sword skill the master used, you should only use your holy power.”
Roan frowned at Helen’s point and slightly twisted her forehead.
It is not a familiar sword technique, but it must be maintained throughout with holy power. It wasn’t easy.
Even in the game, in order to raise the main character into a character similar to a paladin, it is necessary to train swordsmanship with holy power.
The more you use it, the greater the amount of holy power you can put into the sword and the more stable it becomes.
The problem is that that power is different from the sword sword that Roan has carried throughout his life.
In terms of sword skill, Roan is superior to anyone else, but as a priest and paladin, Roan is just beyond beginners.
“There is still not enough time. Master.”
“Hmm.”
As if embarrassed, Roan briefly agreed to Helen’s point.
If the amount of holy power contained in the sword increases, or if the time spent swinging the sword increases, concentration is disturbed.
Roan’s swordsmanship deserves to be said to be the best on the continent. As much as that, a lot of calculations were put into a single stab or swing that seemed simple.
Adjusting posture, worrying about which muscles to apply strength to, how much and at what timing, and coping with variables felt through the five senses.
In addition, the power of holy power was quite different from the energy that Roan had in his body.
Much softer and kinder.
Therefore, it did not match the aggressive power of Roan.
This was the reason why those who learned other swordsmanship could not receive the title of paladin in the church. I had to forget the existing technique and start training again. Time is running out.
“You have definitely grown a lot. The duration of the holy power has noticeably increased.”
“Sorry.”
It was an incomplete ability.
As if something was ambiguous, I couldn’t catch it.
Loading invisible ‘energy’ into a sword is a different area from training muscles or skills.
‘I need a specific image. It’s not what I’ve been using when dealing with sword skills, but it’s suitable for holy swords.’
Roan slightly frowned.
Even seeing the corners of her eyes lift in the wind, Helen breathed her joy.
“Your majesty. Were you here?”
A calm voice is heard in the distance.
The emperor’s troubles stopped there.
Roan turned her head to her.
“Empress.”
Erenier was standing at the entrance of the training ground, looking at him. Helen lowered her head nervously.
Anmut also stopped moving and lowered her head, and Erenia passed the two of them lightly greeting each other.
Surprisingly, there was no boundary in her eyes like before.
Elenir had already been watching Anmut and Helen at the training ground for over a month.
“Let’s go to the small meeting room, Your Majesty. I also have some news to tell you.”
A small smile appeared on Erenia’s face.
She is also an elegant beauty by nature. Several of the attendants saw her expression and smiled in tandem.
They were the guardians of her castle even before she became her empress.
For them, who knew how vicious she had been and what she had done before, the Empress now was unfamiliar to them, but it was nice to see them.
One could only guess that her marriage to the emperor had a wonderful effect on her empress.
“Okay.”
Roan captured Fiora.
In the vacancy, the two courted each other.
It’s as if the two of them don’t exist anymore.
It was also a look that made the aged Aranya even more pleased.
As if the emperor and the empress were more proud than anything else, she would give them compliments over and over again.
As soon as he finished eating a simple breakfast, Erenia brought up the story of Swinho. She was on her way to the small conference room.
“It is said that Rumbe, the Southern Dark Lord’s deputy, has arrived at the lord’s castle.”
As soon as the Grand Duke disappeared on the wedding day, he immediately summoned Rumbe, his chief secretary. At the time, Rumbe was taking care of Swinho on behalf of the Grand Duke of Darkness, but he had no choice but to follow the specific orders of the emperor.
It was a commandment to accompany his daughter.
In less than two weeks, as soon as he arrived in the capital in a hurry, he was caught by the Central Knights with shocking news.
Highlord’s treason.
Naturally, there is no choice but to question how much Rumbe knew and how involved he was.
However, contrary to the expectations of others, he was released from the castle sooner than expected, and even returned to Swin Lake.
The nobles, who had doubts about his sincerity, were convinced only when they heard that Rumbe’s only daughter, a golden jade, had remained in the capital city.
He is weak and can’t help it even if he dies, but his only child. Aren’t they rare and valuable hostages for demons?
“Starting today, I will clean up the remaining family in Swin Lake on my behalf.”
Rumbe returned to the great lord castle of the Southern Dark Spirit with Turko, the vice-captain of the Central Knights. The nobles of the Southern Dark Spirit, including Swinho, would either tremble in fear or sympathize with him.
He went up to the capital and went through hardships, and his daughter was held hostage, and the Central Knights watched him on the way back.
Even in place of the empress, who became the head of the family, she had to purge the lord’s family and nobles herself.
A task no one wants to do.
No one could have imagined that Rumbe himself was willing to accept this, even thanking the Emperor.
‘Because the disease has been cured.’
The Emperor mentioned his daughter’s endemic disease, which he had not been able to tell anyone about. Rumbe was stunned to the point of collapsing. When he confirmed that the ‘touch of the star’ had made the disease he had been agonizing over for years as if it never existed, he actually sat down halfway.
No longer could he fear that her daughter would have a seizure and lose her life.
Besides, if he returned to Swin Lake with his daughter, he might be threatened or even lose his life by someone who followed the Grand Duke of Darkness.
He was more willing to help her benefactor, the Emperor, alone in his affairs, than to have her precious daughter become her instrument of negotiations, while hiding her in the safety of her imperial castle.
Elenir is already acquainted with his daughter. Erenia personally promised to keep Rumbe’s daughter by her side as her handmaid.
“I have no doubt that at the small meeting we will deduce the suitable next great lord, but if you permit, I will also recommend the next great lord.”
“I will allow you. The small meeting will be delighted.”
“Thank you. Your majesty.”
The empress lightly bowed her head.
There was no humiliation or ploy in the smile that came to her face.
Eleanor’s attitude in discussing personnel selection was indeed modest and careful.
“There is a new corrections officer, so I hope I can be of help to the meeting. It will ease His Majesty’s worries a little.”
With that last word, Erenia shut her mouth. It was because she announced the arrival of the emperor and empress inside the attendant who was guarding the small meeting room.
“Are you here? Her Majesty the Emperor, Her Highness the Empress.”
Four nobles, including Aranya.
A stranger is among them.
Green skin, short stature, sharp eyes through glasses containing intelligence and a little coldness.
This is the new corrections officer appointed last week.
“This is the list I received from the Southern Dark Spirit Master.”
As soon as Rumbe arrived, she seemed to have sent a list of those to be punished and those to be punished through the magic orb. Minoreus handed over a wad of paper.
Roan quickly skimmed through the text. Minoreus’ report continued.
“In addition, we are conducting training for troops to be sent to the enemy camp according to intelligence.”
Suddenly, Roan raised his head.
Intelligence.
Because I understood the meaning behind it.
It seems that new news has come from the human land, Spross.
There is no need to sacrifice many people and push those who have to protect their lives to the front line.
Only those who have been trained for combat are enough to clash swords.
It was after Roan made up his mind to infiltrate the capital directly with the elite.
“I get it. Let’s check separately.”
“This is a report from Seohyeolryeong.”
The next topic was delivered by a new corrections officer. She is younger than Shikvienna, but her eyes are sharp.
She is a goblin who assisted the former correctional officer’s work closest to her.
“Humans appeared. It is as Your Majesty has said.”
Seeing the farmland prepared in West Blood and the humans working with the demons, it is a report that the humans of Merde are crossing the border.
Slightly faster than the previous car.
It must be proof that the story is spreading little by little in the capital.
Moreover, the story of the land of demons trying to accept humans is not only circulating in the capital.
There are ‘new’ apostles of the Goddess who roam the regions bordering the West Blood and the South Dark Territory, treating the sick, distributing food, and telling them to abandon their prejudice against the new land.
Humans who could no longer expect anything from the king turned their backs on the country and started moving eastward, forgetting their fear of the demons.
“The preparations for the facilities to accommodate humans have been completed to some extent, but the Great Lord of the West asks for the opinions of His Majesty and the other great lords regarding the humans to be sent to other great territories.”
“I get it. Tell him that we will talk tomorrow.”
“I will take action.”
The corrections officer bowed his head.
“According to the corrections officer recently, humans have brought items to offer to His Majesty.”
The chancellor smiled and held out a large object.
A long bundle wrapped in soft silk.
Hearing that, the corrections officer shook his little shoulders. It was a completely different spirit from the sharp tone of the moment before.
“… It’s no big deal.”
“Oh my goodness. Weren’t you very nervous before His Majesty came? I have to suddenly speak to His Majesty without rehearsing.”
She said in a laughing voice to the correctional officer that Aranya was having fun.
Roan unpacked the package.
A small ring, a knife in a scabbard, and a small, square metal box.
There must have been a lot of weight, so there was a loud sound when you put it on the table.
“… I received it from a human in the castle before entering the meeting.”
Unlike humans, the goblin’s skin color is much darker and has a green tint, but you can still see her cheeks flushed.
Until last month, she had not dared to have an audience with the Emperor in person.
Handing over her papers, her report, would require her to keep her eyes on the paper, but talking to her otherwise was still a big challenge for her.
I mean, I’m ashamed.
The corrections officer tried hard to hide his appearance. Aranya seems to have a fun and cute appearance as a correctional officer. She said that she was a granddaughter to Aranya. It deserves it.
“Among the humans who are still undergoing training and are in quarantine, there are those whom His Majesty ordered the production of… I heard. They are sincere… Will.”
“Hmm.”
To her words, Roan responded in a low voice, then without a word raised his sword and gripped her handle.
Suddenly, a strange echo began to flow from the pure white sword. Everyone in the conference room’s eyes widened.
