Kelvast was by no means a small city, but the news that the lord was urgently leading an escort to the Wall quickly spread throughout the city.
Usually, when the lord moved, stories related to the orcs flowed out, so it was natural for the citizens, and thanks to this, the incident also spread quickly and drew attention.
The story that an unknown adventurer not only showed up with Lord Dubert’s two-handed axe, but also cut a knight in half, but the lord politely took him away spread much faster than the story that he headed for the wall, and the servants working in the lord’s castle Information was updated from time to time.
There was only one story that the city could cheer in the information delivery made like that.
Finally, that cursed orc cub died.
Other than that, there were only things that were questionable, inconsistent, or something I didn’t like as a citizen of Kelvast.
Some say he’s an unknowing adventurer, while others say he’s as polite as an aristocrat, someone says a fledgling who doesn’t even feel like coming up is lucky enough to get away with an axe, and still others say how incompetent a person who splits armor in half is. refute
Rumors that can only spread overnight have spread so many different stories that one wonders if they are true, and the adventurer quickly became a celebrity in Kelvast. either in a good or bad way. Even though his name was not known, the fact that he became so famous led some to dismiss the story itself as a rumor.
And such rumors made some knights staying in the lord’s castle uncomfortable, regardless of the intentions of the person concerned.
“You must get the ax back at all costs!”
While the Margrave of Kelvast was busy trying to ascertain the authenticity of what the adventurer had said, one of the knights who were gathering in twos and threes and discussing the seriousness of the situation struck the table and enthused.
If it had been shouted out by a young, high-spirited average knight, he would have been forced to laugh it off, but the owner of that cry was a middle-aged knight who had been protecting Kelvast for quite a long time among knights, and there was no way to stop his obvious but pointless protest-like complaints here. The articles that were there were counted in one hand.
“How can the remains of Sir Dubert, who sacrificed his whole life for Kelvast...!”
Unfortunately, among the knights on that hand, those of the highest rank were in a meeting with the lord, and those of a similar rank agreed with him.
Thanks to this, the knights who followed the lord to the western gateway to escort them were on the verge of death.
‘What can I do with an orc-like guy who splits people and armor in half with pure brute force?’
They were trainee knights at the time Sir Dubert was active, so their feelings were understandable, but reality was different from that. The middle-ranking knight started preaching to the adventurer, who had no honor at all, that he had to reclaim the ax by requesting a sacred duel, but the escort knights knew very well that even if they died soon, they could not win against that human.
Outwardly, it didn’t even feel right. Apart from the difference in rank, it was just insignificant. However, the uncleaned blood grease remaining on the axe suggested that the adventurer had killed the knight with the axe, so it is said that the horror was caused entirely with muscles.
If they hadn’t lived to hear about Sir Dubert’s feat and what kind of ax was, they would have considered it a magic axe. If so, I would have been caught up in that frenetic atmosphere by now.
“That’s right! How can a Kelvast knight, who protects the border between humanity and civilization, suck his fingers while being robbed of such an honorable adventurer!”
It was a very natural and calm attitude, but the other knights, led by the middle-ranking knight, gladly took the lead, glad that they had just created an excuse to get the ax back. As if escorting adventurers back and forth. Or, some of the knights who moved as if they were encircling them to prevent them from escaping laughed at the adventurers in a very low voice.
“It seems like you think you only need to deal with one person.”
“Haha, how could they be so ignorant? Surely Lord Haxen correctly said ‘the knights of Kelvast’. Even a commoner would know the difference.”
“If you knew, wouldn’t you have politely declined the duel?”
“Hmm, that makes sense.”
It was a remark that would make even the three knights who became escort knights from commoners only with hard work look fat, but since they were not the people to be considerate of such things, the escort knights just quietly followed. While the knights who arrived at the training ground drew attention and circled around them, medium-sized knight Hak-sen stood in the center of the training ground and faced the adventurer who was still looking around with a cold attitude, drew his sword and adjusted his posture.
“I, Haxen Stroud, knight of the fortress city of Kelvast, swear in front of the gods that I will take ownership of Sir Dubert’s double-edged axe in a holy duel right here and now!”
At the same time, the aura that had been well stored inside her body began to radiate. Among the knights who reached the Aura Expert in the castle, the aura that he intimidated and spewed out was certainly unusual, but the adventurer who looked at it did not show any change as if he did not feel anything.
I just took a half step back, bowed my back, bowed, and drew my sword in a clean, undisturbed motion.
“uh?”
The escort knights exchanged glances without saying who came first, watching the perfect action without any superfluities that reflexively leaked questions from the knights who were watching.
“I am Eldmia Ega. The son of Radan Ega and Ebisher Ruina, an apprentice who learned the sword of Ogatorp and walked the path of a knight, and later swore to walk the path of wandering for the peace of the kingdom and the peace of the people. It’s a sword.”
Somehow it seemed like this.
“As the knights of the fortified city of Kelvast claim the rightful spoil I have won on the battlefield, the double-edged ax called Lord Dubert’s Legacy, I will not engage in a duel until they pay me for their disrespect and their wishes. I swear in front of all gods.”
Confusion arose among the knights, who understood that the situation was about to turn out of the ordinary, but the adventurer, who identified himself as Eldmia, just concluded the conversation while taking a posture at the top.
“I lost my honor in this place, so I will regain my honor in this place and receive the price. Until then, I will neither reap the sword nor open my mouth.”
Among the bewildered knights, only the escort knights tightly closed their eyes.
Don’t you know honor? Outlaw? savage? If that was a savage, everyone here was a savage.
‘As expected, none of the words of the lord were wrong.’
That day, as soon as Margrave Kelvast came out after a long three-hour meeting, he heard that all seven knights under his command had been broken by an adventurer from Itthiel and paid a ransom, and he had to hold his back.