Chapter 12: I'm Back (6)

Chapter 12: I'm Back (6)

As soon as the words resounded, light rose on Ganien’s sword, and Cassion disappeared.

Carbena did not try to stop them like she would’ve done. After all, there were only two people.

2 against 100. The outcome was easy to imagine.

She sat comfortably on the side, watching the current situation.

However, as time passed, the situation was progressing to a more and more unexpected result, as Carbena watched the scene her face turned pale.

Each time the two swung their blade, lives were extinguished like candles amidst a storm.

It was someone’s feet, and someone’s head that flew away.

The chasing, bloody rain turned inside out.

The two weren’t human, they were monsters.

Badumpp... Badump!

Her heart was pounding. Everything in front her has become a grotesque mess.

“......blargh!”

She couldn’t stand the disgust and threw up whatever was inside her.

“Look right. That’s what you did.”

Unlike the staggering body of Ruel, his voice was steady.

He looked like an uptight tree, unmoved by the hellish scene in front of him.

His figure was so dissimilar to herself that Carbena looked up again at him.

“You sold out Setiria and I will claim it back.”

Ruel’s words shook her heart.

It was something she wanted to deny for a long time.

Because she was under influence and with her mind far from reality, reasons was something that had abandoned her long ago.

“I didn’t sell it! I have it! I’ve got the Setiria!”

“Then, what is that?”

Ruel pointed to the dead and dying littered on the ground. Speechless Carbena clutched her skirt tight.

It was a bloodbath. The blood and body parts were scattered all over the place. The dirty sight was difficult to behold.

“You don’t have Setiria.”

“I’ve got it, I’ve got it all! I have Setiria, the protectors of this land! It will be recorded for the first time in this country!”

“You failed. You’ve mistaken to rely on drugs for Setiria.”

“Shut up, shut that mouth of yours! Shut that mouth!”

Carbena screamed as she scratched her head again and again.

“Direct bloodlines, direct bloodline, damn the main branch!”

“Tsk, is the one I’ve been talking to degraded to her state? What a waste of time.”

“Don’t look at me like that! Don’t you dare look at me with those arrogant eyes!”

Jane walked out from behind the screaming Carbena. She looked at Mineta with disgust.

“Trash.”

And ran towards Ruel.

She brandished a dagger that was hidden under the folds of her skirt.

“It’s over if you die! Hehe, hehe!”

Ruel made a face. It was so cliche that he was worried that the laughter he was holding in would burst out.

“Why don’t you at least pretend to avoid it?”

Cassion, suddenly appeared in front of Ruel, swatted Jane away with a kick.

Grasp!

Jane flew away coughing, rolled several times and landed on the outermost of the training ground.

“I can’t run.”

“It’s too exhausting.”

The sound of the swinging finally stopped.

Ganien walked to Ruel side with his sword sheathed.

“......Ha, that was really boring, can’t even be called a fight.”

He sighed, longingly glanced at Cassion and quickly turned his head away.

What can he do even if he tried provoking Cassion? That guy doesn’t have any intention of competing with him.

“Tch.”

Ganien clicked his tongue.

Ruel passed Carbena and stood in front of Mineta’s chosen servants and thugs.

“What do you guys think?”

“Save me! Save me! Please show us mercy!”

It turned into a sea of tears at once. This got Ruel.

“Quiet.”

Everyone shut up without a peep.

They knew, for the strongest person here was the one in front of them, who was likely to collapse just by pushing lightly.

“I’m going to clean up this house first today. I’m sure there are some people who feel that this is unfair.”

Many pairs of eyes had a strange look at Ruel’s equivocal remark.

“So what?”

I felt my heart drop when I said it out loud.

“Are you dissatisfied? Then come out here in front of me.”

The sound of a coughing echoed.

No one could come forward because the sound was like a bell announcing their end.

Then, a woman walked out. There was flour and sauce on her apron.

Ruel smiled..

“It’s unfair.”

She looked at Ruel, trembling but confident.

“Why?”

“I was called here to make a pie.”

“Is that so... What kind?”

“It was a meat pie.”

“Why?”

She glanced at Cassion.

“A knight never goes back on his words. You couldn’t have sold it to the wrong place, and the more your name is known, the better. That’s why I allowed it.”

Ruel asked him in a favourable tone, as he glowed like a protagonist.

“Am I still weak in your eyes?”

“It’s strange that you’re getting far from that term.”

“Then you’ll help me a lot in the future. Because you’re a knight.”

“I’ll help you as long as you don’t veer off the right track. As a close friend.”

Ruel laughed, satisfied.

Ganien was a man of his words.

“Ruel.”

He said in a heavy voice.

“Your actions are like that of a true Lord.”

It was something of an embarrassment but it didn’t feel so bad to be complimented.

“I’m a knight, so I only know how to fight. I respect the fight because it is an honor for a knight to uphold justice.”

Ganien was a man of the righteous but he was ruthless in combat.

“Your battle, it wasn’t wrong.”

That’s how much Ganien could see.

Such Ganien admitted to acknowledging Ruel’s action.

Ruel’s eyes grew hot. A lot of people died at his word.

He remembered those eyes engulfed in blood and resentment that were aimed at him.

If only he had made the wrong choice.

He was afraid to even bring up such a thought.

“Get some rest.”

Ganien turned around with a smile.

“Thanks.”

Ruel whispered as a choked whimper escaped from his chest.

Click.

The door closed and Ruel wept, silencing all noise.

***

“Thank you.”

Cassion bowed to Ganien.

At this Ganien quickly brushed him off.

“If that’s what you’re talking about, cut it out. I’m just saying what I truly meant.”

“That’s why I want to thank you.”

Ganien looked at Ruel’s room. As a close friend, he felt sorry for him.

Wouldn’t it have been better if his body was normal?

“He’s not used to watching people die yet.”

“That’s right.”

“Stay tuned, people like Ruel will burn their body to protect something they care about.”

Cassion sighed deeply, signaling that he knew enough.

“...... not much time left.”

“What do you mean?”

“Don’t pretend you don’t know. You know Ruel’s life is numbered.”

Cassion laughed inside.

I shut up because there was no reason to let him know that Ruel had the power to recover.

“It’s a year at the most.”

“Why do you care so much? To be honest, if this place goes under, it’s good for you.”

“Who cares if there’s a man who wants to protect this place for the rest of his life?”

“Is it because you’re a knight?”

“Yes, I made up my mind when I became one. I will only follow my code of honor.”

“That’s a very rigid way of thinking.”

Instead of answering, Ganien patted Cassion’ shoulder and walked away.

‘Everyone has their own worries.’

Cassion shook his head shaking while looking at Ruel’s room and Ganien alternately.

Knock, Knock.

“I’m coming in.”

“You’re already done......?”

Cassion pretended not to see him as he hurriedly wiped his face.

“I recharge fast.”

There was no reason to waste his time when there were many people under him that could do it.

Ruel glanced at him with an inquisitive expression.

So what if you doubt it?

Cassion sat next to Ruel with an impassive face.

“Cassion, what do you want me to do.......”

“For you to get well soon.”

“Don’t you want to claim the heirloom early?”

Isn’t life supposed to be tiring?

Cassion smiled kindly.

“It’s simple.”

“Say it. I’ll be right there.”

“Tell Minart to find out where those who originally worked in this mansion are.”

When he saw Ruel already thinking about what to do next, even though his body was still a ball of fire, he remembered what Ganien had just said.

-Watch closely. People like Ruel will burn themselves out to protect something.

‘Even if you have the strength of recovery, isn’t it useless if you burn out too fast first?’

Cassion briefly agonized between seeking the heirloom and handling his butler’s work.

Since I already gathered one, it’s okay to get the next one at a slower pace.

“No, I don’t want to.”