Chapter 173

My Villains Chapter 173

42. Bond (5)

Dionea accepted the proposal brought by Sir Langvolt and Sir Ariad. He was given the opportunity to protect Longville by swearing allegiance to Clarissa, the heir of Count Tristan.

However, the crisis did not end immediately.

“However, it will take some time for Lady Clarissa to take action.”

“...how much?”

“If it’s short, it’ll take five days, if it’s long, ten days.”

At Lord Ariad’s explanation, Dionea quietly sank. In place of her silence, scribe Veldin let out a deep sigh.

“Whoa, it’s the same as having to endure in the end...

Sir Ariad’s wrinkled gaze turned to Beldin, who was grumbling.

“It is the same. A serious young man, Loguman”

Beldin closed his mouth at the words of an old knight who was reputed to be Prince Ulkar’s confidant and staff member.

“It will take more than three months before the royal capital’s chief justice responds and dispatches an agent. But Lady Clarissa’s support will probably arrive in a week or so. How can you say the two are the same?”

“...Uh, what I said with bad intentions”

“It’s a situation where the enemy is right in front of you. Whatever your intentions, refrain from your words and actions.” Would it be a little overkill if Sir Ariad’s words sounded like ‘it’s already been decided, don’t talk about it, shut up’?

And it seemed to me that those quiet shouts were directed not only to Beldin, but to all of Hall.

what. That’s it anyway.

Training leader Chester opened his mouth with a stiff face.

“If what Doyle said is true, more than 1,000 soldiers will attack. There are even saboteurs mixed in there, so it won’t be easy to endure.”

Destructionists are wizards with roots in the ‘Linhow of the Mountain’, a school of magic located in the Empire. They are sorcerers who deal with pure power and force fields, and they are specialized in combat, befitting their name as saboteurs.

If I recall my experiences while playing the game, the saboteur used to be the main cause of sudden death because he had many powerful bamboo spears. Do you want to do the same in real life?

“If we defend ourselves from now on, we should be able to withstand the magic of the destruction magicians to some extent.”

“What number are you talking about sir?”

At Chester’s questioning glance, Sir Langboldt tucked his mustache in reply.

“You can dig a trench.”

“...the trenches?”

“exactly. We are used to this situation, so leave the preparations to us.”

After saying that, Sir Langboldt turned to Sir Ariad and me.

“We are experts.”

...Sir Ariad Even if you say so, why am I?

Ulkar’s knights and friendly soldiers joined in the defense preparations.

Perhaps it was thanks to Prince Ulkar’s name value, but a small hope began to spread in Longville, which was bleak.

In other words, the atmosphere of ‘We’re all fucked up’ is ‘Worth a try?’ I guess it has changed to an extent.

Sir Langboldt was in charge of leading the soldiers and digging the trenches, and Sir Ariad supervised the overall defense preparations with the help of Chester, the training commander.

Utequai and Amias’ gang decided to help train the conscripts as they were. A few of the prince’s own soldiers also joined, so there seemed to be no shortage of hands.

Because the role division was so good, I had nothing to do.

It means that my short knowledge of war and my lack of experience are no longer sharp. It’s fortunate.

Of course, if Phoenix uses the things he learned in his seed days, it might be useful somewhere.... Or isn’t it?

Well, how helpful would the knowledge of a 20-year-old kid who had never been through a war be?

However, it is difficult to utilize Kim’s knowledge. It was a military service, but what would a guy who never wore epaulettes know about tactics?

Amias or Cole would be much better than me when it comes to rolling conscripts. It’s because they’re guys who’ve lived as soldiers.

For one reason or another, what I ended up with was a very important, but not at all important, assignment.

“Whoup!”

Dionea, covered in sweat, stabbed her training sword. I pushed my left foot back and at the same time swung my sword to push her sword away.

earth!

“O uh” —= 〒

While moaning at the impact of the sword strike, Dionea did not let go of the sword.

I clicked my tongue inwardly as she staggered and swung the knife.

“I don’t want to wield it so recklessly.”

A pair of training swords stuck together.

“Stand back and take your stance.”

A knife that was shaking uneasy bounced off and flew to the side. Of course, it was Dionea’s sword.

“Ah—”

She was embarrassed for missing the knife for a moment, but she straightened her posture and rushed at me. It is very admirable to see him stretching out both hands and aiming for the wrist and elbow holding the sword.

However, apart from being admirable, Dionea’s attack was lousy.

“Ugh”

I somehow managed to grab hold of my arm, but she got tangled in her own feet and fell forward.

“this.”

I quickly helped her, and she slumped as if her legs had lost strength.

“Are you okay?”

“Yes, yes”

I feel very sorry for him to clatter as if he is going to run out of breath at any moment, to have his wet hair cling to his pale face, or to grab hold of my wobbly legs hanging from my forearm.

“...enough for today.”

“Yeah *hehe* thanks-”

As I sat her down on a chair on the side of the backyard, a maid came quickly. Two large water glasses were holding up a tray.

I lifted my share of the cup and drank it all the way, but the young maid’s gaze was not very nice.

“...drinked well.”

“Give me this.”

Saying that, he accepts the cup, but it seems polite and cool.

I know why I’ve been harassing my mistress day and night for three days already.

“Whoa- thanks Julie.”

After drinking in the water, Dionea let out a deep sigh and stroked the maid’s red hair. The young maid, named Julie, had a dark, concerned expression on her face.

“Are you okay, madam? Dark under eyes. It looks like you’ll collapse any minute...

“I’m going to collapse. are you okay.”

“Shall I help you to the bedroom?”

“Even if it’s okay. Just sit down and rest for a bit.”

Dionea smiled lightly as Julie still looked concerned.

“You said you met Haramel this morning?”

“Ah yes!”

Julie, her pale green eyes shining, clapped her hands softly.

“They said they needed wood that could be used as a support, so I gave them away because there were a few chairs that just fell out of use.” “Good job. Would you be happy?”

“Nice to meet you, ma’am. I see them every day at home... well, I haven’t seen them for the past few days.”

When Julie muttered softly and lost her spirits again, Dionea quickly spoke another word.

“Okay, how about zucchini? Did you grow well this year?”

“sure! Some of them have already grown this much.”

Julie stretched her arms forward and made a beautiful circle.

“My mom liked it too, saying it seemed like it would grow bigger than last year.”

“Suddenly, what do you mean?”

“That is how I feel.”

“......How does it feel?”

I looked at her and shrugged.

“You know all the names of the people who live in Longville, don’t you?”

“...not all.”

“It seems to me that it is almost everything. Besides, your wife has a weak character, so it’s not right for you to be a bad lord.”

“What do you know about me-”

“I know enough to know.” Her tightly pursed lips trembled. When Dionea’s eyes became moist, I smiled broadly.

“Can I walk you to your bedroom, ma’am?”

She immediately nodded.

As I left the bedroom, leaving Dionea, who had fallen asleep as if fainting, I felt the presence of courtesy again.

As I tried to rouse my senses and survey my surroundings, I heard the sound of imposing footsteps with no intention of hiding.

“you’?”

It was Phoenix’s cousin and fiancee, Heila, who appeared on the other side of the hallway.

“hi.”

“...What are you doing here?”

“I’m on my way back from seeing Selma’s grandmother.”

Grandma Selma? Did someone like that live here?

“...Are you talking about the butler here? That nasty old woman?”

“I don’t have a bad temper, but I’m a butler.”

“No, how about that grandma?”

Heila blinked quietly as if something was wrong.

Looking back, she was wearing a loose dress with thin cotton pants, and a light green gown over it. On his feet, he wore something like luxurious wool slippers, and a maid was accompanying him behind him.

Is this someone else’s house? Why do you look so comfortable, boy?

“Where are you from?”

“...Taking a quick talk with the Baroness.”

“I see.”

Now Heyla is posing as my relative- no, she is. Anyway, as a relative of mine, he stayed at Yeongju-gwan.

So, it means that she is an ordinary eater who does not reveal her identity as the younger sister of the duke or the conceived child of the Balouin family.

“Could you step back for a moment, miss?”

“huh. Go to your room.”

“yes.”

The way the maid greeted her was very natural. Come to think of it, the comment of the freckled mummy suddenly comes to mind.

– On the outside, he seems to be very picky, but he’s a very broad-minded person. Strangely, people follow me well...

As I stare at her, Heila stands still and stares at me like a mannequin. If I don’t open my mouth first, I feel like I’ll be standing there forever.

Was he originally such an unusual kid? It’s a bit different from Phoenix’s memories.

...No, it’s nothing else.

In the first place, Phoenix knew almost nothing about Heila except for her name and gender.

I don’t know how she was so indifferent when she was a fiancée and a rare beauty in the world.

She remembered every little thing about her older sister, Ayla, including her favorite food, her favorite walks, and her habit of sniffling.

I touched my lips for no reason and then spoke.

“Are you going to stay here?”

“huh.”

“...You know, since you have ears, but Count Tristan’s army is right in front of you.”

“doesn’t care.”

“Uh......”

S.......

A short answer that felt even resolute.

It’s a bit embarrassing.

“Won’t the blood knights outside be worried?”

“I won’t.”

“What is it?”

Heila slowly opened her mouth, probably noticing that I was speechless.

“Originally, conceived people are one body. It’s only natural that we’re together.”

“...I’ve said it before, but I have no intention of becoming a conceived child.”

“It is our destiny and the family’s decision. You have to accept.”

In my heart, I want to say ‘It’s okay, the family register group!’...

but if I do, I hesitate, not knowing what the two idiot families like Zahakar and Baluin will do.

This time, it was only Heila and the Eight Horsemen, but if I continue to force her, Phoenix’s father, Akele, might come with an army. Even with about 50 blood knights accompanying them.

“I’ll go if you don’t have anything to say.”

“uh? Oh yes...

“And poi.”

Heila’s black eyes flickered open and closed, and her momentum changed for a moment.

“be careful.”

“......what?”

“It’s true that Zahakar and Baluin are famous for their precious hands, but you never know what will happen in the world.”

I looked at her quietly.

” under.”

Suddenly, laughter came out. He conveyed the emotions that rose from his chest to his mouth.

“What are you?”

“Watch out for anyone, Mara. Did you think I would hang my head and marry you if you suddenly appeared and said it was fate or a family decision?”

Heila’s eyelids blinked three or four times quickly. The colorless white face seems to have shaken at first glance.

why do you do this Even that change feels somehow hateful...

“If being a conceived person was so important, I shouldn’t have let Ayla die.”

“To be honest, even if I don’t exist, there aren’t many people who could be the next conceived child, right? How many men use the surname Zahakhar?”

“no.”

she opened her mouth Maybe it’s because he’s in the midst of shaking his face. Why does he look clumsy when he speaks?

“I have no intention of having children of such monsters.”

“okay?”

It is felt.

The way the mouth rises crookedly.

“So do i.”

Leaving behind Heila, who was stiff like a mannequin, I moved on.

Huung.

Did you leave a window open somewhere?

The candles on both sides of the corridor swayed wildly.