Chapter 100: The smartest man in the world

Chapter 100: The smartest man in the world

After flying for a few minutes we arrive at Weissland Village.

It is a beautiful place where all the buildings are made of wood with rocks.

It is a tourist place where people come to rest and spend some time locked up, away from the capital.

I discovered it yesterday while carrying Lily back.

Leila's eyes sparkled as she admired the place.

"Master look! This place smells good for being built out of wood, it's amazing!"

I replied "Well, they keep this place clean and fresh" as we walked.

The main street was crowded with people.

This place served dishes that were brought in from the county, they had their own hot springs and mostly nightly activities to enjoy as a couple.

I said to Amy "I'll go check out a free inn" due to the fact that this place may have the whole place full.

I hope that's not the case.

I walked away from them a while ago and searched every inn and couldn't find a free one.

"At this rate we'll have to use her magic to get back to the hotel, but I want to spend here with her... and play with Leila like the good Master I am in passing."

I was staring at the ground deep in thought and didn't realize I bumped into someone.

"Kyah."

A cute voice rang out. It came from a girl who fell to the ground.

Seeing that she was on the ground I immediately gave her my hand.

"I-I'm sorry. I was thinking about a free inn that I didn't realize."

The girl in front of me was very beautiful, her skin was pale, snow white hair pulled back in two long pigtails, beautiful red eyes.

She wore a similar outfit to Celia. A small blouse that perfectly showed her large breasts, exposed her belly, short skirt with asymmetrical stockings, and a red coat.

On her head she had a pair of sunglasses and in her mouth a lollipop.

The girl in a cheerful tone said to me.

"Yo~ho~! I'm Anjie-chan~, a pleasure~."

Her personality was energetic like her gaze.

"M-Much pleasure."

I returned her greeting, she didn't seem to mind that I made her fall.

"Onii-san~, you're looking for an inn right, what a coincidence! I just came out of one."

"Really!"

"Yes. Just keep going long to that alley. There are many that are hidden."

"Thank you very much."

"You're welcome~. Bye bye~."

The girl went off in another direction singing.

I immediately went to where she told me and found the inn.

I asked the woman who was listening to music on a device similar to a music player if there were any free rooms.

She said there was only one left and I booked it for the three of us.

I immediately ran to Amy and Leila.

This is going to be a great day.

-Pleven Household Mansion-

In a huge garden full of flowers not normally seen in plain sight sat a man reading a book.

The sunlight was beating all over his face, but because he was an expert with magic he activated a light repelling spell so only the necessary amount of sun touched him.

He was wearing casual clothes, he was a tall, stocky, but overall very old man.

This man was not like other retirees. He was still working despite his old age.

"Grandpa."

He noticed a young man called out to him.

The old man stood up from his comfortable chair and went to hug his grandson.

"Oscar, what a pleasant surprise."

This man was the grandfather of Oscar's capture target, Brian von Pleven, known to all as the wizard god.

Oscar approached his grandfather with a bag of desserts.

Both of their favorite was there.

They went to a nearby table and while a maid was preparing the dishes, Brian asked him.

"What brings you back home?"

Oscar smiled as he imagined savoring his favorite dessert.

"I finished my magical training. I came to rest until I go back to school. I promise I'll try really hard this year."

Brian remembered last year's dueling trouble where his grandson and other important young men were involved.

They were all beaten up and punished severely.

At first he punished his grandson for losing by using magic.

Brian, as the member of the holy magicians with the most renown and authority, felt angry for his grandson. He felt he was a disgrace to the Pleven family name.

But then he understood that this behavior of his influenced his grandson.

He did wrong too, he recognized it too late.

(Oscar, since you went on that mission with the dukes. You have changed.)

(You even try to rely on the help of others since you returned from the Rosenbergs' war game against the second prince.)

(You've grown up, my grandson.)

Brian smiled. Oscar noticed this.

"Why the smile Grandpa, did you remember anything from the past?"

"You could say so. Oh, speaking of the past, I remember something similar happening when I was young."

"Similar?"

Olgren with his shoes off, his feet covered in mud, blood and leaves walked to the door.

"Open the door! I know you're in there! Open it please!"

He knocked on the door with a rock so that the noise would wake the owner which Olgren knew was inside.

Olgren's arms had no strength, but his spirit urged him to knock.

After ten minutes of knocking, the door opened.

Olgren showed an expression of joy, but no one was there. The door opened by itself.

"Why, an unwanted guest. How did you get through the barrier?"

A male voice spoke to him from the back of his neck.

He felt something suffocate him and within seconds he passed out.

Olgren opened his eyes.

He was inside the castle, but in a dark smelly room.

He panicked at the thought that he was captured by his pursuers, but suddenly...

"You took your time waking up. I had to heal your wounds as you were indeed unwell. You could have died the instant I knocked you unconscious rarara."

A man speaking in a strange tone similar to the people of the Kansai region spoke.

The man approached and placed a chair in front of Olgren.

A small lamp illuminated the area around Olgren.

He could see him at last.

Wearing black clothes just like a Chinese martial artist, but with a rebellious touch because his left sleeve was torn off.

From his arm and build it was obvious that he was muscular, tall and, above all, a joker.

"It's pitiful to see a man like you, what must you have done to have ended up like this?"

Looking at his face, she glimpsed his short blue-black hair, half of his face, starting from his forehead to the middle of his nose was wrapped in a red cloth which was tied from the left side covering his ear.

He had a black Chinese dragon design over his eyes.

The man introduced himself.

"My employer is a busy man so he hired me to be his bodyguard for a season. Nice to meet you, I'm Judal the Quiet One, part of the twelve candidates to be the next sword saint."

Olgren's eyes widened as he saw an unexpected man in front of him.

He answered him.

"What are you doing here? No, more importantly, call your employer! He knows me and I came to ask a favor."

Judal stood up and began to walk around Olgren.

"Bring my employer in front of a mysterious man who came out of nowhere. He somehow broke the spell that covers this place and most of all he was escaping from someone."

"Your prank is high level, I'd like to do one like it, but I wouldn't know how to end it."

Judal moved closer to Olgren's face.

"Pitifully that won't happen. Now tell me what I want to know nicely as I am not a man of little patience."

*Open*

A door was opened. Footsteps could be heard coming down a staircase.

"What is this commotion?"

The voice of a young man, possibly in his twenties spoke.

He approached to the point where his feet were visible.

"Judal, you reported an intruder. I came to see it with my own eyes since it is impossible for anyone to break through my barrier."

Judal stepped aside to point to the man in front of him.

"But here he is. You can see for yourself."

Olgren raised his head and shouted.

"Linhard! It's me, Garrett! Your benefactor!"

The man moved closer until his body was touched by the light.

He was a scientist apparently by his white coat.

Black gloves on his hands and slim build.

His face was visible to Olgren when he got close enough and leaned in as he saw his face.

An attractive man with long dark blue hair pulled back in a ponytail with a metal piece holding it back from the nape of his neck.

Through his thin, thick glasses, his gray eyes sparkled.

His expression was subdued because he felt no interest in this man.

He even told her.

"Is that your Garrett boy? You sure have aged."

"Careful with those words Linhard! You forget that thanks to me you were able to do your research because of my funds!"

"I appreciate that. But you are talking about something that happened thirty years ago. You're old now, what's wrong with telling an old man he's old?"

Olgren got angry.

But not because of his brash attitude, he was angry because of his appearance.

(Why does he look young? He certainly was older than me, but he's totally different now. What did you do?)

"Release me... please."

Olgren was forcing Linhard to release him, Linhard sighed and said.

"Judal, release him."

"On command~."

Judal heeded him and with one motion cut the ropes binding Olgren.

Then he went to bring him a wheelchair.

"We have a lot to talk about, but not here. Let's go to the surface."

"You're right."

The three of them went up the stairs straight to the visiting room.

This castle was not that of a king or a prince. It was the abode where a certain person resided.

Linhard Weissman was his name, and he is the smartest man in the world.

The one responsible for implementing all the advances of the empire.