948 Your son and visitor (below)

The next day, the Knights of Genos left Seth's territory early in the morning.

A cavalry of 100 runs east along the street. After all, I thought that I should refrain from entering Jagal territory, and I decided to continue on this path towards Genos.

"But let's refine at the end. If you continue on the street for only seven days, you will be at a crossroads, so you will go south there. Beyond that is the Free Border Zone, we will take two days to cross it and let you spend one night in Jagal's stadium town, then head north and you will arrive in Genos in about six days."

That's what Camuer-Josh said last night.

If you go down the road, you'll arrive in ten days, so you'll still have to travel around for about five days. And once again, we have to step into Jagal territory.

However, Melfrid decided to accept the proposal.

I decided to trust the volume of Kamur-Josh.

(I don't suppose these guiding men have any fear of the Earl of Turan breathing... otherwise they wouldn't name themselves Cycleus.)

If even that was a bluff to tease Merfrid, it would have to be cut through with a sword. It was a decision to think so far.

However, Melfrid also believes that the potential is extremely thin.

It was because of that glance that Camuer-Josh glimpsed last night.

Kamur-Josh feels something unknown. That's what Merfrid thought: that a man of that size would never be held hostage by the Rapists of the Earl of Turan.

(Besides, if you were a member of the Red Beard family, you wouldn't be talking about it yourself.)

It was an incident in which Melfrid himself was secretly suspicious.

Approximately eight years ago, the leader of the escort militia was killed by someone. In order to crush the bandits who were ravaging nearby territory, we took 200 elites on an expedition and returned their souls in just a few raids.

The identity of the thieves is unknown, but they sneaked up to the crusaders who were camping, killed only the captain and his closest associates, and then vanished like smoke. It was an amazing craftsmanship.

It was then Syruel of the Earl of Turan who became the next chief of the escort militia. There seemed to be a number of other candidates suitable for the new captain, but the strong backing of the Count of Turan, Cycleus, led to his decision.

However, that alone would not have surprised Melfride until now. It is natural for the most powerful house to win the seat, as the quest for honorable status is not confined to the Earl of Turan.

Thus, Merfrid became suspicious, as was the case with the subsequent escort militia.

First, Sil 'er decided that it was the Red Beard that attacked the previous chief of the escort militia and the banana's mission, and he crushed it. We found the Red Beard party that had been disturbing the neighboring territory for many years, and tried to lock him up.

It may just be that Sil 'el was extremely competent. But Melfrid felt something that didn't fall into his heart.

In the first place, there was no evidence that the Red Beard attacked the previous chief of the escort militia and the banana mission. As Kamur-Josh said last night, the Red Beard Party was called an immortal thief. Melfrid heard that the Redbeard party was being executed for assassination and suspicion was spreading in the city.

Of course, Red Beard is a clean bandit. From the act of attacking all the nobles and distributing their wealth to the poor people, it seems that there was a tendency to be a hero in the city well - no matter what kind of ideological act, it is a great sin to take away the money and goods of others. It is by no means permissible.

But that's why I had to be judged correctly for my sins.

Was it really the Red Beard that killed the chief of the escort militia and the banana mission? I couldn't convince Melfrid of that.

And the inner affection of the banana.

Bananas were preparing to make deals in Fuwano and Mammalia that were different from Genos. Bandit raids have thwarted the plan.

When it comes to Fuwano and Mammalia, they are the key to the richness of the Earl of Turan.

If the banana merchandise sweeps through Genos, it will hurt the Count Turan family a lot. Moreover, since it was a deal between the Marquises' current masters, the Earl of Turan could hardly bear a bull.

(Various events are connected to the interests of the Earl of Turan. Are they all the product of coincidence?

Melfrid spent a long time with such suspicion.

- That Kamur-Josh has revealed his suspicions about the Earl of Turan as if he had peeked into Merfrid's head.

Melfrid has become more aware of Kamur-Josh's presence than ever before.

"Captain, may I have a moment?

And Camuer-Josh sent Toth to Merfrid again.

"It's about Jomtien's meal, but I'd like you to shift it forward or backward for about two minutes. Would you mind asking Housekeeper Genos which one of these is appropriate?

"... before you do, let me ask you why you have to shift your meal time."

"That's because if we keep going smoothly, we'll have Jomtien in the most dangerous position."

That's what Camuer-Josh said, laughing with a big mouth.

"The place has a large cliff on one side. This is a great place for thieves to shoot arrows while hiding behind their backs. I think it's the place to run through without stopping your feet."

"... shouldn't we have gone north on the same road as the outbound road?

"It's everywhere, where bandits hide. If you think we're on the same street as we are, the bandits will be hiding there."

Keeping the same smile, Kamur-Josh repeated his words.

"But if they had let go of the scourge, they wouldn't have been able to avoid the raid on any street. If you can't avoid it, you can't avoid it, and I want to do my best."

"... I understand. Let me ask the Holy Father of Genos in the next little pause."

A few moments later, when Melfrid asked the father of the Toss car, he had a pleasant smile back from there.

"If that's the case, let's eat ahead of time. It's hard to get through dangerous places on an empty stomach."

"I understand. Now, if we run Totos for another minute, we'll eat there."

"Hmm, I asked you.... that Kamur-Josh really seems like a distracted man."

Melfrid decided to leave Malstein without saying much.

As Kamur-Josh saw, Malstein has no sense of crisis against the Earl of Turan. The Earl of Turan's ambitions are such that he observes them with indifference.

Indeed, Malstein is also an unimpeachable person. Even if the Earl of Turan tore his teeth off, he might be able to deal with it the way Martin did.

However, Melfrid wanted to be more proactive. If the Earls of Turan are really guilty of evil in the shadows, I don't think we should leave them alone.

Melfrid doesn't have as much vision as his father. Therefore, he valued the law and justice. We know that if we deal with the evil and sins before us one by one, we will have the right end. Therefore, it was a sexual nature that could not leave behind evil and sin that had been left unattended because there was no proof.

(As long as the Earl of Turan seeks great wealth by legitimate means, it is not my concern. But if you are working for a great sin - you will never be able to see it.)

With that in mind, Melfridge returned to duty.

And after an hour, he shall rest again, and there shall he take a little bread. On the spot, we were to fly the boat to 100 nearby guards.

"Soon, we will pass through a suitable place for an ambush," advises the guide Guardians. Stay more alert and prepare for an outlaw assault. "

Soldiers are listening to Melfrid with a tight look.

Although it is true that there will be fatigue in the long journey, there is no weak student who speaks a weak voice. They were the best of the Kinsai Corps, chosen by Melfrid.

"Now, cover your car Totos. We'll leave as soon as the work is done."

On Merfrid's orders, several soldiers rushed into Toth's car. Cover your head to protect Toth, who pulls the car. The front was made of thick leather, and it should have been possible to play arrows at close range.

Once again, the Knights of Genos run along the streets.

On that journey, Camuer-Josh talked to Merfrid again.

"This will be your first long journey, but morale seems to be enough. Should we withdraw last night's phrase that we feel at ease at the end of our journey?"

"Mm-hmm. But if your body gets tired, your attention gets distracted. I think your suggestion is never wrong."

"I hope you say so. Once we get through this area safely, we should be able to spend some time safely."

Eventually the right-hand side was blocked by a steep cliff, as Kamur-Josh had warned.

On the other side is the jungle. If you can shoot an arrow from the top of a cliff, there's no other way to escape or return to the street. Naturally, the attention of Melfrid et al. was directed overhead.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa."

And Camuer-Josh snapped low.

The face is facing the front. Melfreed, who turned his gaze in the same direction, took a sharp breath.

There are many logs rolled on the street.

If you're a cavalry Totos, it's easy to step over, but now you can't drive. Obviously, it was a trap in anticipation.

"Dear Commander, once this is..."

"All troops, stop! Turn around and turn back the street!

At the same time as Merfrid ordered it, an arrow was fired from above his head.

After all, there was a bandit lying on the cliff. The soldiers who had stopped in front of the logs had to cut it off with their waist swords.

"Turn around and turn back the street! Watch out for raids from the jungle!

Melfrid himself shook his dagger and kept raising his voice like that.

Toth's car is having trouble flipping because it is not a wide street. And some arrows were already stuck on the front of Toth's head and the roof of his car.

(The impetus of the car makes it possible to play arrows. As it is, the Totos of the car will be the first to get hit)

That's what Melfridge thought, but now it's all about defending itself.

At that time, one Toth approached the car like the wind.

It is the Toth of Kamur-Josh. As he approached the car, Camuer-Josh jumped onto the roof, and Toth, who had lost his rider, dived into the jungle.

Standing on the roof, Kamur-Josh gently throws an arrow over himself and Totos' car.

Kamur-Josh was long, and his sword had a long sword, so it seemed possible to defend the front.

Around Melfridge, several knights fell to the ground unstoppable of arrows. Toth, who lost his rider, also threw a giant body into the jungle. By instinct, you knew the place was the safest.

(However, arrows alone are difficult to capture people in the car. Goodbye...)

As Merfrid thought so, the arrow rain finally subsided.

At the same time, a raider appears from the jungle. They are all thieves with their swords in their hands at first sight.

"Protect the car! Stay away from the bandits!

Suffice it to say, Melfrid had Toth run too.

All enemies are on foot. He waved his dagger from Toth's back, knocked his enemies down, and Melfrid walked up to the car.

Other knights have responded around, so the Totos car is stuck on the spot. Then we had no choice but to destroy the enemy while protecting the car.

And on the spot, Camuer-Josh was showing the lion's work.

Every time the long dagger flashes, cloudy screams and red blood scatter.

It's an unimaginable way of doing things, from the usual slender trifles.

But that didn't surprise Melfridge. From the beginning, Melfrid knew that Kamur-Josh was a swordsman above himself.

Kamur-Josh retreats his enemies one after the other, behaving as if he were graceful. Moreover, the sword was aimed not at the enemy's neck or torso, but only at his arms and feet. Without taking the lives of our enemies, we are effectively disabled. That was the remarkable demonstration of his unparalleled skill.

("The northern whirlwind" and that's what Zashma called it.)

Kamur-Josh was as beautiful as the wind. However, avoiding the opponent's attack and turning the dagger with a smooth behavior is more like a breeze than a wind. Even though he was in the middle of a battle, Melfridge was about to be taken away by his sword moves.

The knights around you are doing wonderful work, whether they have gained courage in their appearance. We had a lot of enemies, but we would never have outnumbered them. He was not the enemy of Genos' Knight if he survived the first confusion. In addition, although I didn't see it well from Melfrid's position, Zashma, who was guarding the sarcasm, also appeared to be showing no shame in the name of the Guardian.

(All right, let's settle this all at once.)

At that time, the sound of thunder echoed through the wipe.

"Melfrid! Over my head!

Melfrid shook his dagger almost unconsciously.

Again, an arrow like rain was fired from above my head.

Some of the knights fell on the ground again, but Melfrid bounced back all the arrows.

And not only the knights, but also the thieves who were on the street were shot through.

"... it looks like you've finally run out of arrows."

After a while, Kamur-Josh snapped like that.

Looking up at the cliff, there is no shadow of man. And no new enemies emerged from the jungle.

"Hmm. Looks like the guys who shot the arrows and the ones who fell down here were different thieves."

After ordering the rescue of his wounded compatriots, Melfrid turned to Kamur-Josh.

"What does that mean? You think another bandit just happened to be attacking at the same time?

"No. Perhaps these bandits were spoken of in sweet words. I can't believe we never dreamed of shooting arrows at ourselves."

Speaking like that, Kamur-Josh looked sadly around his feet.

All the thieves he retreated returned their souls with arrows from above.

"Look at the number of arrows, 100 or 200, right? Ordinary bandits will never shoot this many arrows, even though they have no chance of recovering them. Arrows aren't just arrows."

I mean, that's...

"Yes, someone with the right assets is lurking behind the thief. It's not a swallowing story at all."

That's what Camuer-Josh laughed at Merfrid.

The purple eyes are also filled with a strange, clear light.

"Please love yourself, Commander. I wish you a lasting relationship with the Marquises of Genos.... of course I'll do my best until I get back to Genos."

"Hmm. I wonder if it was the Western gods who were in love with you. As a guide, you have shown only one flaw so far."

"Oh? Did I do something wrong?

"Hmm. I told you not to call my name in front of me."

Camuer-Josh laughed happily after a moment.

"It was an emergency, so I'd appreciate it if you could spill your eyes.... and when I get back to Genos, I want to call you by your name."

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That was the end of Merfrid's story.

At some point, the bedside Odifia fell asleep. Melfrid, who was on duty, had to leave the bed with his smiling companion.

"Well done, you. This will help Odifia sleep better."

"Hmm... but I don't suppose it was a good idea to put him to sleep. I hope you don't have bad dreams....."

"Don't worry. Odifia was listening with so much sparkle."

During the reception, the candlestick was still lit brightly. Setting his hips on the bench, his partner Eurifia closed his eyelids as she felt.

"I heard it interesting, too. Kamur-Josh is truly a remarkable swordsman."

"Hmm. If it weren't for Kamur-Josh, we wouldn't have suffered the same damage."

"Two knights returned their souls and a dozen knights were wounded. What a terrible plot... Was that, after all, a plot by the Earl of Turan?

"I couldn't prove it, but the Black Wind of Death, which the Earl of Turan secretly possessed, must have guided me."

The Wind of Black Death was already arrested about a year and a half ago and sentenced to hard labour. Unlike Sil 'el, who escaped, they should still be in harsher hardship than death.

Since we met four years ago, Melfrid has secretly communicated with Kamur-Josh to uncover the great sins of the Earl of Turan.

Some tactics were attributed to blisters, but the last tactics allowed us to hunt down the great sinners. Cycleus and Sil 'el, the masterminds, have already returned their souls, and Rifreia, the orphan of our Lord, is working hard with Torsto, his guardian, to rebuild the Earl of Turan. It was an undesirable result.

(And it's all the credit of Kamur-Josh... a totally immeasurable man)

Of course, there were many people involved in the case. Porcus, who was dragged by his comrades along the way, and Zashma, who did all sorts of chores, would not have had this result without the courage of the people around the forest. Besides, Balsha and Jeddah, the hunters of Masala, Welheed of the Banner Marquis, and even the people of the Count of Saturas and the town of the stadium, were very much involved in this case.

And that's what Melfrid thinks it was Camuer-Josh who tied them together.

Different humans, by connecting different edges, have completed a net to trap the Earl of Turan. I think it was Kamur-Josh who spinned the yarn.

Kamur-Josh himself was also an important yarn for spinning it.

I am willing to stand in front of the arrow while having a bright sense of seeing everything. That should have been the true identity of Kamur-Josh's strength.

(At the time, I thought Kamur-Josh was more aristocratic than I was... but I wasn't. Even the aristocratic society is cramped for Kamur-Josh to live. It's not like it fits in such a vessel.)

When Merfrid thought that way, Eurifia gave a dull laugh.

"Next time, can you tell me what happened when you captured the great sinner near the forest? Even my chest would pop when you disguised yourself as the Guardian. The puppet play didn't mention your presence, so Odifia would be delighted."

"It'll be a rough story again, but I'd like to give a little more peace of mind to a seven-year-old child...."

"But the feast in King's Landing seemed boring to Odifia, right? He must have a temperament for a bloody play.... because I'm your daughter."

That said, Eurifia laughed again.

"Isn't that what you are? You look like you're having a lot of fun when you're talking to Camuer-Josh about brawl."

Hearing too many unexpected words, Melfridge was stuck in words for a moment.

Eurifia repeated her words as she looked at her daughter's sleeping quarters.

"Besides... if I knew you had a strong bond with Kamur-Josh, would Odifia be even happier? It would be more pleasant for this child to have such a strong bond with a non-aristocratic father."

I don't recall Melfrid making that deep bond with Kamur-Josh.

But there was also no doubt that that strange man was the only one for Melfrid.

(... I wonder why such a strange man doesn't exist, not just in the castle town)

Thinking like that, Melfrid laughed.

Eurifia laughed at me with joy.