Arc 5 – 17, 'That Ever Present Armor”

Arc 5 – Chapter 17, “That Ever Present Armor”

—Fully recovering the meal’s original atmosphere was now impossible.

After hearing Felt’s sharp words, a satisfied Priscilla had left the hotel with Al in tow. It could probably be said that she was delighted at having achieved all of her goals there.

Considering the damage she’d wrought, she really was selfish.

Everyone had soon returned to their meals, unable to chat as happily as they had before.

The impact she’d left was incredibly hurtful to everyone present. In particular, the feelings of both Reinhardt and Wilhelm must have been unimaginable to outsiders.

Even so, the fortitude of those two men was strong enough that neither would allow any of their anxiety to show in their expressions.

Of course, the imminent reconciliation of grandfather and grandson could only be postponed. Just that was enough for a hard knot to take root in Subaru’s heart.

Otto: “We’re incredibly lucky that Garfiel wasn’t present.”

Those were the words left by Otto as he’d departed for the Muse Chamber of Commerce following the meal.

As he’d said, it would have been a serious matter if Garfiel or someone else who was prone to rage had been at the meal. It wasn’t difficult to imagine Garfiel flying at Heinkel in a rage and causing a violent tragedy.

Everyone at the breakfast had, for the most part, calm and rational natures. Maybe Priscilla had even factored that into her satisfaction.

Subaru: “...how could that be? That’s really a coincidence among coincidences.”

The luck which Priscilla arrogantly prided herself on was next to impossible.

It had only brought them the worst of results. Although irrefutable, it was painful to admit. Emilia and Beatrice’s worry surely hurt more than any indignation Subaru had felt.

Even Felt had been acting reasonably, leaving Subaru the only one who let his emotions get the better of him. To both foe and friend, Subaru wanted to give apologies for his lack of consideration.

Emilia and Beatrice had returned to their rooms for a short break before accompanying Subaru on their walk.

Subaru took the time to try to walk off his frustration, his footsteps harder than usual.

The inside of his shoe pressing against his foot felt rather like a reflection of his frustration.

Landing on that train of thought, Subaru began to apply more and more pressure in his steps, trying to relieve his feelings, until,

Julius: “Don’t step so hard on the floor, Subaru. You’ll cause trouble for inn’s staff.”

Subaru, who had been gazing down at his feet, turned his head toward the sound.

He had apparently unknowingly walked into the corridor facing the courtyard. Standing in the courtyard was Julius, who was bathing in the wind.

His hand swept his purple hair back in a practiced gesture, and it withstood the cool breeze with a dramatic image.

Julius’s handsome face, as always, inspired envy in Subaru, who clicked his tongue at the other young man before taking a seat next to him in the corridor.

Julius: “Emilia-sama and Beatrice-sama are not with you, correct?”

Subaru: “That’d be the case. Neither of them are children. They’re at the age when they want some me-time, and I have the delicacy to respect that right. I’ve set up a time and place for a date later.”

Julius: “Although I’m unfamiliar with some of the phrases you’ve used, it seems that even you have learned to better understand the thoughts of others.”

Subaru: “Ugh, you...!”

In a breach of convention, Julius was the one who spoke the first instigatory words of a quarrel. However, after seeing Julius’s expression, Subaru’s annoyance dissipated.

Julius shook his head slightly,

Julius: “Apologies. If you were truly one who was incapable of being considerate of others, you wouldn’t have been able to so loudly denounce the deputy commander in front of everyone... I should offer you my gratitude.”

Subaru: “That sounds like a thanks, so please don’t give me one. That guy just rubbed me the wrong way. Compared to everyone else who maintained their cool, I must have looked awful.”

Julius: “No such thing happened. It was precisely because of your rash manner that others could calm down, even myself included. Your impulsive reactions were helpful, it seems.”

Subaru: “You, you weren’t planning to praise me from the start, were you?”

Subaru frowned at Julius’s genuine tone.

Julius was always subtly taunting when he spoke to Subaru, although it came from both sides, so Julius wasn’t solely at fault. In any case, it was nigh impossible for the two to speak to each other honestly.

Subaru: “I know. I should be more calm and collected to be like a knight. Even holding the position of knight, I still can’t consciously keep a cool head, even though all would be outlined in a schoolboy’s book of manners.”

Julius: “That’s right. Indeed, from a knightly perspective, your behavior was by no means commendable. However.”

Facing the uncomfortable Subaru, Julius fell silent. His next action led Subaru’s eyes to widen in surprise.

Subaru: “What are you doing?”

Julius: “It’s as you can see.”

Subaru: “All I can see is you bowing at me.”

Julius bent down and inclined his head to Subaru.

This was not a knight’s courtesy. Nor was it a ceremonious ritual. There was no formal inspiration of his motion at all. This was completely unlike Julius.

Julius: “Thanks. Thank you. Thank you for showing the indignation that I could not.”

Subaru: “...I have utterly no idea what you’re talking about.”

Julius: “Valuing a knight’s honor means that, no matter the occasion, you must act with virtue. Even if your own friend is being disdained, even if your own friend is treated with inhumane words, you cannot indulge in behaving according to your own feelings. But you are not like that.”

Maintaining his posture, Julius repeatedly gave Subaru his share of thanks. Subaru could only feel puzzled at the unexpected reaction.

Julius: “Caught between my knighthood and my emotions, I quickly repressed my anger. However, seeing your passionate rebuttals, I felt ashamed of myself. So I want to thank you.”

Subaru: “Instead of venting your anger, huh...”

Julius: “——”

Subaru uttered a sound of understanding, and Julius finally looked up.

With just one sentence, Julius had finally revealed his genuine feelings, which were reflected in his gaze. Seeing him, Subaru could only give him a snarl.

Subaru: “What a stupid thing to say. Really, stop kidding around.”

Julius: “...stop kidding around, huh.”

Subaru: “Of course. Why should I be angry in your place? I was angry purely because I’d personally been ticked off, not because there was someone else who wanted to snap at that bearded guy. I could never do something as clever as express someone else’s anger.”

As if misunderstanding the matter, Subaru spoke these genuine thoughts to Julius.

Subaru didn’t consider his anger some kind of noble indignation. After all, only Reinhardt and Wilhelm could understand their own feelings.

Subaru was an outsider who had simply been angry that such an atmosphere had been defiled. His anger was purely for his own sake.

Subaru: “If you were angry, why didn’t you say something? I couldn’t have calmly dealt with the old man alone but if you’d been backing me up then we might have fazed him.”

Julius: “No matter what, he’s still the deputy commander of the knights. It’d be fairly troublesome if I made an enemy of a commanding officer.”

Subaru: “This doesn’t have to do with your rank. Not to mention, you just blurted ‘no matter what’, don’t be so narrow minded. You’re constantly thinking about behaving like a knight, or acting with a knight’s demeanor, or whatever. Is even your heart coated in a knight’s armor?”

Julius: “——”

Facing a silent Julius, Subaru rested his elbows on his knees and with his cheeks in his palms, gave an exaggerated sigh.

What a stupid quarrel! Subaru had not only rejected Julius’s gratitude, but had also been enraged by him.CHeCk for new stories on no/v/el/bin(.)c0m

Thinking of the cause of the incident, including Heinkel, made him more angry.

Julius: “Even my heart is coated in a knight’s armor... ah, that’s pretty harsh.”

Subaru: “Although I think my wording was pretty artistic, just ignore it. I was only kidding.”

Subaru: “How’s Reinhardt’s relationship with his father? Aside from the obvious blood one.”

Julius: “There was a period of time when Reinhardt gave Heinkel-sama his complete, utmost obedience. That might seem natural since they’re father and son, but... that time exceeded the bounds of what it should have been.”

Julius averted his eyes from Subaru’s, as if speaking regretfully.

The relationship that he’d said “exceeded the bounds” of a typical parent-child relationship. His words were vague enough that it was difficult to know what he’d meant. However, Julius didn’t look eager to elaborate, and returned his gaze to Subaru.

Julius: “As Reinhardt grew to be more self-reliant, that attitude should have disappeared. But, without decisively knowing whether or not Reinhardt would still listen to Heinkel-sama’s words, those doubts cannot dissipate.”

Subaru: “...so, to keep Heinkel from giving Reinhardt an order to turn against the kingdom, Heinkel was shown favor, right?”

Julius: “Perhaps it’s even worse. Although this is still a rumor that is considered hearsay, I’ll tell you, since you’re also Reinhardt’s friend, and you felt anger for his sake.”

With that troubling opening remark, Julius looked over their surroundings with a sweep. Confirming that there were no eavesdroppers, he stood close to Subaru’s side.

Then,

Julius: “The deputy commander was a suspect in the investigation of the abduction of the princess fourteen years ago.”

Subaru: “——!?”

Julius: “There is no conclusive evidence. However, he has been repeatedly questioned about his suspected involvement.”

Subaru: “If that’s true, then, the abduction was...”

Julius: “The truth of that is no longer relevant. Such a suspicious character holding one of the kingdom’s highest positions of power, that’s the crux of the problem now.”

The glorious blessing following the title of Sword Saint.

However, as more and more of the situation came to light, Subaru began to think that the title was more curse than blessing.

Subaru: “However, if he really was related to the abduction, then Heinkel is the reason why his father and mother couldn’t meet face to face one last time.”

Julius: “...that’s not all. I’ve also heard that it was Heinkel-sama who recommended that Thearesia-sama, who’d already set her blade aside, be the one to take his place against the White Whale.”

Subaru: “He actually sent his mother to the battle with the White Whale!?”

Julius: “There is an accurate record of this. The deputy commander refused to battle with the White Whale and instead recommended that his mother do it.”

Utterly speechless. —Subaru could not find it in himself to formulate a response.

Unlike the unfounded rumor before, what Julius had just said was backed up by real evidence. Records and witnesses meant that this was fact.

Heinkel sent his own mother as his replacement to the battle with the White Whale.

That is to say, his mother subsequently died in battle, and his father took up the blade of revenge when he could not be with his mother in her last moments. However, rather than face any punishment, he used his son’s talent as a shield which protected his comfortable and stable life.

How could it be? How could there be a human who was capable of this?

Subaru: “There has to be a mistake somewhere, right...?”

He didn’t want to believe it.

It wasn’t about wanting to believe in Heinkel’s humanity. Subaru had already accepted him as the worst kind of person, and anyone who spoke to him could instantly tell.

However, he was reluctant to admit that such evil beyond evil, such immorality, such depravity even existed.

He hoped to believe in ethics, or honor, human nature, and had thought there was a limit to how much evil human nature could permit.

However, things that would be a sin even in imagination could happen in reality.

Julius: “...sorry. That’s not something I should have told someone who hadn’t fully prepared themselves.”

Julius whispered to the speechless Subaru, his voice shrouded in gloom.

Subaru could fully empathize with the feelings which Julius’s tone had given away, something which was entirely unlike the always calm Julius.

Subaru: “It’s... it’s not your fault, I was the one who wanted to hear. Although it would be a little easier if I could blame you.”

Julius: “I’m not in a position to accept your words. Obviously, what I relayed to you were just rumors about another family’s business, but I still spoke of them as if I’d witnessed them myself. No matter how you look at it, I spoke without thinking of the gravity of those rumors. As a knight, I really should be ashamed.”

Subaru: “But you witnessed it, didn’t you? Since you’re Reinhardt’s friend.”

Subaru replied to Julius’s self-deprecation.

Julius again lifted his head toward Subaru, who nodded back at him.

Subaru: “Although I don’t know the specifics of your friendship with Reinhardt, I can still see that you’re worried about him. So I won’t condemn your anger or call it too aggressive. I don’t think it’s right to just step out of something like that solely because it’s not your business.”

Julius: “...then, what would you do?”

Subaru: “Is it wrong to interfere if you hear others around you crying? If I saw my friend feeling hopeless, I’d certainly call to him. If you care about Reinhardt, doing so would be completely natural. Especially since your feelings aren’t like mine.”

If Julius were to interfere for nothing other than his curiosity, Subaru would regard him with contempt.

However, Julius’s feelings, as proven by both his attitude and his words in their exchange, were nothing so shameful.

Subaru: “Didn’t I just tell you? There’s no need to adhere so rigidly to you knightly honor or whatever. Even if there were, occasionally taking off your armor and becoming ‘Juli’ wouldn’t be so bad. Who’s to say that acting casually wouldn’t lead to a better situation?”

“Juli” was the pseudonym Julius had given during the battle with the Witch Cult.

Due to his position, Julius was unable to join any mercenary group, so he’d elegantly hidden his identity with a slight falsehood. It was a name that everyone had eventually given up on using, even Julius himself. However, that Julius was the one who’d been least like a knight.

Julius: “Juli, huh... that name really came from out of the blue!”

Subaru: “It was from so long ago, and it was only used once. I’m pretty impressed with myself for remembering it.”

Julius: “Don’t adhere so rigidly to your knightly honor or whatever.’ You’ve really said some difficult things. I’m sure you know what they all call me.”

Subaru: “It’s because they’ve been calling you the greatest and what not that you’ve become so physically and mentally stiff. You should shed that armor when you bathe, and do some stretches with me before putting it back on.”

Subdued bent over, affixing his palms to the ground as if showing off his newfound flexibility. Although his body had been quite stiff before he’d started learning parkour, he’d learned to move with more softness and pliability.

Then, to the Subaru who was showing off his flexibility,

Julius: “If you’re trying to show me up, I really can’t do anything but sigh.”

Subaru: “Oh!?”

As he spoke, Julius spread his legs apart and reached toward the ground. Subaru couldn’t help but admire his control over his slender legs and the suppleness of his hips as he lowered himself to the ground.

Was that to say that Julius could easily surpass Subaru in any area?

Subaru: “Gah... but, but! If it were playing a lute-lyre, or sewing, I’d definitely win...!”

Julius: “Although I can’t see the merit in triumphing in hobbies, I’ve also taken up playing musical instruments. Although I’d have to say that tailoring is fairly difficult.”

Subaru: “Grrr! You said it! Hobbies! A hobby held by a guy like you can’t be anything but superficial. I’ll never form a band with you. My lead singer role will be taken away!”

Julius unwound his feet and stood with a flourish.

He suddenly flicked his bangs at Subaru, then smiled at the sky as if boasting a victory.

Julius: “I see. As ‘Juli’, gazing at the sky and bathing in the wind feels like this.”

Subaru: “Eh?”

Julius: “In retrospect, the sky I saw back then was also somewhat different from how it usually was. So this would be the reason, then.”

Subaru: “You keep getting more and more unreasonable. You fake bastard.”

Subaru shrugged his shoulders in annoyance and flopped onto the floor of the corridor. Julius narrowed his eyes at him as if still dazzled by the sun.

At last, the uncomfortable air surrounding their conversation had dispersed.

Of course, what they’d discussed was still lodged in their memories, and knots still remained in their chests. But, even so, they could at least work through their frustration together.

—Looking at only that image, those two seemed like a pair of ordinary friends.