Chapter 343

My Villains Episode 343

59. Gowon (3)

To be honest, I like Ruyan.

At the young age of thirteen, he struggled to become a lord and acted uncharacteristically shrewdly.

I also liked the fact that I could feel the warmth in his chest just by looking at it.

A boy who runs after his ambitions and aspirations. Even though I am a blood knight in my shell, I unconsciously support them as I am only a petit bourgeois.

So I cast a longing glance over Ulkar’s shoulder.

In your eyes, Ulkar will look like an enemy. yes you can think so

Shut up anyway please.

If I brought that up out of my mouth, it could be seen as supporting my father, who was a traitor.

“......Whoa.”

The young baron, whether he felt my gaze or managed to regain his senses, extinguished the flames in his eyes with a sigh.

“I heard that the past three princes swore to become a champion of all the weak.”

“Fighting against powerful enemies on this plateau is also to keep that noble oath. If I dare to evaluate it, I would say it is a nobility befitting the name of the royal family.”

Lu Yan managed to suppress his anger in front of the enemy. He straightened his back in front of Ulkar’s silent gaze and continued to speak in a loud voice.

“Now, according to Your Majesty’s command, I know that those guarding the western frontier are from the South and the East and the North. As much as I know about honor, I know what is shameful. So, as a man from the West, I am ashamed to say these things to Your Highness.”

“It’s a long rush.”

“Then let me be direct. Unlike your noble hero, we are mere men. It is a human horse governed by desire, instinct and emotion.”

“I am no different from the case. I too am only a human being.”

“Then it will be easier for you to understand.”

“What do you mean?”

“That’s why those gathered here can’t sincerely follow Your Highness.” The prince’s straight eyebrows twitched finely. However, the boy’s gaze was already on the soldiers, not him.

“If we follow Your Highness and confront the Elector Counts, we will lose more than we gain, so it goes against our desires. Since we lost more than 300 comrades in a single battle three days ago, no one can guarantee survival if we start a full-scale war. It goes against your instincts.”

I could see Antrum’s soldiers making eye contact with each other and nodding. Ruyan wet his lips and lowered his voice.

“And most of these people lost their families and friends ‘in that case’ to You and the troops you led. Like that Baron Toset.”

Damn this guy ended up...

just before the subdued atmosphere froze, the boy’s voice continued.

“Of course, everyone knows that we shouldn’t resent Your Highness. They lost their lives in vain because of the instigation of my father and other disrespectful nobles, not because of Your Highness’s valor and mercenary skills.”

hey I thought my liver was falling.

“But knowing and feeling are two different things. Even I, who received orders directly from the Marquis, are reluctant to entrust my life to Your Highness, so what about the soldiers?”

“It goes against your feelings.”

“Exactly. For the sake of honor and duty, I will follow Your Highness in the end. But you will never earn a sincere following, as your desire, instinct, and emotions reject it.”

...I’ve felt it before, but the young guy is very eloquent.

It was easy to notice the omission at the end of the speech. ‘So don’t forcefully drag us along, just go by yourself’.

Whatever his intentions, Ruyan maintained a respectful demeanor, even demeaning his dead father. Since he had drawn the line between treason and treason, there was no room for issue.

Well, if I had to find fault with it, there would be nothing I couldn’t catch, but Ulkar has such a thing as saving face, so he won’t be able to hang on to his horse’s tail. It’s not like that in the first place.

Did I worry about this guy for nothing?

Ulkar looked down at Ruyan and smiled.

“Thank you. Heed my lord’s advice.”

“...That wasn’t advice, but thank you for saying that.”

“Then now it is my turn to convince you.” ” yes?”

Instead of answering, the prince turned around waving his cloak. And it was to step on top of the wagon loaded with supplies such as oak barrels and arrows.

“I promise in front of the good Lord, the six kings, and you!”

“......then.”

Ulkar rebuked Os with a faint smile on his lips.

“It is only up to the Lord’s judgment.”

“O”

“5三

“No one will argue with that decision. The Marquis of Eavon must have entrusted the army because he believed in the Lord. So, if you are moved by my promise, go west, otherwise go east. That’s all.”

The prince seemed serious.

At best, he was eloquent and said that he could go back if he wanted to, even after capturing the soldiers.

Is he just a good-hearted gentleman or does he have other plans?

I’m not sure either.

“That’s...

Osse was speechless, his lips parting.

Could it be because the concentration on Ulkar has shifted? The boy just swallowed dry saliva in front of countless stares directed at him.

As the hesitation grew longer and a murmur erupted here and there, Count Osse finally opened his mouth.

“General Mae McNeill.”

“Yes sir. Please tell me.”

The general answered with strength on purpose, as if cheering the young count.

Oss smiled vaguely at McNeil’s upright posture and asked in a crawling voice.

“The messenger sent that dawn... Could I possibly be bitten?”

“...a messenger?”

“Oh can’t we?”

Earl Oss added to General McNeil, who was trying hard to hide his troubled expression.

“Now that I think about it, I don’t think the Marquis would be very happy if he received that letter.”

“There is nothing impossible if we hurry up and send a rider to catch up, but I can’t guarantee that it will be possible-” “

I will go, sir.”

At that time, it was Sir Xavier, who was an escort for Earl Os and had a high position in the Golden Age Knights.

“I will run with all my might and catch up with the messenger before he reaches Lianwell.”

“Is that possible?”

“yes. I will risk my life.”

“No, I don’t think so...

Osse, who was speechless, shook his head at Sir Xavier’s firm gaze.

“okay. I beg you please.”

“I will follow your orders.”

The middle-aged knight rode off immediately, as if he had no time to delay.

Os, who was looking at the back, looked back at Ulkar.

“Did you say overflowing victory?”

“exactly.”

“...Then could you share some with me?” The haggard-faced boy looked sideways at Baron Lu Yan for some reason and smiled awkwardly.

“I really need it.”

“Good.”

Ulkar grinned and held out his hand.

“I’d be happy to give it to you. Victory.”

Another brief hesitation.

Finally, the count’s handsome and plump hand held the prince’s hand with scars on every thick bone.