Chapter 400

The swearing-in ceremony ended really neatly without even having a simple party.

Bondi, in general, the party was supposed to go on to show off the person who was awarded the medal or to make a connection with the person in question, but this time it was possible because it was really close to one-way notification from the royal family and the imperial family.

I suddenly became an unplanned duel wandering knight, but there was no problem for me.

‘When you really want to become a knight, our entry door is always open.’ Because it had some meaning. Some people said that there was a voice of shame, asking why the Empire was spitting on the man of Ethiel, but no one dared to argue because the title of saving Esmue was so fierce.

It was a natural result, as it was a feat that would not be strange at all, even if strange threats such as putting him in an imperial post or giving him a title if he twisted it were out of the ordinary. Later, I heard that friendly voices began to emerge, saying that it must have been a compromise as a wandering knight for the sake of the royal family’s face. After a long time of deliberation, the proof of this is that the schedule was adjusted to this royal event?

I don’t know if even that was included in Esmuier’s plan, but from the perspective of the royal family, who had to receive support from the empire anyway, the anti-imperialist atmosphere flowed and they were satisfied just that they didn’t go against the empire’s heart, so it was a win-win result. .

But it wasn’t all good things.

“You’re going into preparations to reclaim the territory?”

“It’s exactly at the end. We’ll go on the offensive in February.”

Since he hadn’t had a chance to see his face properly recently, what Ragnis said while setting up a place to talk was very surprising.

Recapture of the Marquis of Levien.

It would come as no surprise that a plan was being conceived to avenge the last recorded disastrous defeat in the midst of the ongoing war with the demon king’s army, but it was completely different that Ragnis was directly involved in the battlefield rather than being in the rear command. .

“It hasn’t been long since you started training with Sir Radnell Vandes, right?”

“Maybe close combat, but I’ve been steadily receiving magic? Master also acknowledged it to some extent. So he said he would agree with my decision if I passed one condition.”

“...oh my god.”

Unless the old man is going senile or intends to kill Ragnis, it is correct to assume that her skills have risen to a level that is far from screaming... “You wouldn’t believe it, would you?

”

“I’m not ignoring you, but to be honest, I am.”

Even if I’ve been told that I have talent from time to time, even I, who can use magic, has taken more than 7 years to get to this point.

On the other hand, no matter how much Ragnis displayed his genius after entering the capital, it took less than two years for her to start learning combat-related things properly. There were too many things I had seen and experienced so far to sincerely believe that the magic and spearmanship I learned in my spare time amidst all sorts of political issues and aristocratic duties would work in the area occupied by the demon king’s army.

“Of course, that doesn’t mean you’ll be at the level of going directly to the forefront. If you get ambushed on the battlefield, you’ll be able to survive until your allies come to your aid.”

“I don’t quite understand that much.”

“I know. Actually, because of that, I want to ask you something this time.”

“ask?”

Radnell Vandes, who smiled once again, gestured moderately, and the pouring eyes decreased considerably. Although there was a lot of regret left at the end of it, I had no intention of mingling with him because today was just about Ragnis’s business.

In the basement that followed him down, there was a sparring arena with a fairly high ceiling and an appropriate size. Judging by the strange feeling of déjà vu upon arrival, it was clear that there was magic that distorted space, just like in Seneran’s Magic Library.

As soon as he came down to the arena, Ragnis went to the corner with a familiar step and started preparing for battle, kicking back and forth with the equipment prepared in advance. The appearance of skilfully wearing armor and checking fasteners seems more skilled than most adventurers.

Next to it are the spears and shields that I briefly saw during the last orc subjugation. Just in case, I used the magic time, and I was able to confirm that the magic was flowing subtly.

As I was pondering what kind of enchantment these equipments might have, Radnell Vandes standing next to me quietly opened his mouth with his gaze on Ragnis.

“I’m sure you know this to some extent, but you are the driving force behind that child. The sudden explosive increase in my magic skills, and everything I followed through my physical training classes are all for you.”

I didn’t forget that she said that we would go to the battlefield together in the carriage, so I nodded my head in affirmation.

“Now he’s more precious than my own blood, but I don’t intend to wrap it up too much. But I can’t tell if he’s too big or not.”

“It’s a war.”

“That’s right. So please take good care of me.”

Radnell Vandes’ touch on my shoulder was gentle. His eyes were soft enough to believe that he was really a grandfather watching his granddaughter. But I know what he asked of me was the exact opposite of that attitude.

Bring him down to the bottom of Ragnis and see for yourself his capabilities.

Perhaps, what Radnell Vandes put forward as a condition of sparring with me was not for her or him, but to show me her growth.

No, that would definitely be the case. There is no way that the person called the Grand Battle Mage in the world could not grasp the abilities of the disciple.

“That means that Ragnis really grew so fast that he didn’t die in such a short period of time...”

I muttered quietly as I entered the arena, and Ragnis sat across from me with a very nervous face. There was no Ragnis, who was wearing a dress and maintaining graceful movements.

Only a freckled female warrior with red hair tied up in a ponytail stood there.

“I’ll tell you in advance, I didn’t bring my Leica today.”

After lightly loosening his shoulders and holding the axe, Ragnis smiled and lightly asked back.

“What are you trying to say that it’s not perfect?”

“No. I’m saying he won’t. He’s clever, but he gets in the way when I’m moving.”

I haven’t been fighting hand-to-hand lately, so it must be worse.

The smile on Ragnis’ lips disappeared at my calm reply.

“...that’s what I hoped for.”

Finally, without any warning, the flag on her spear burst into flames.