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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: FusionX
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Quests popped up.
Two of them at that.
Both of them seemed to take my breath away as soon as I saw them.
But weren’t the difficulties swapped?
If I told Trie about her father’s passing right now, she would only throw a fit and absolutely refuse to accept it.
Still, I decided to give it a try.
Since I had no idea how to escape the forest yet, I had no choice but to attempt the first quest for now.
So-
“I don’t know the limits of magic, but I know the truth of the world. The dead cannot be brought back to life.”
“What are you talking about-”
“Trie. Your father is dead.”
It had come to this situation.
To be honest, even after saying it, I felt like I made a mistake.
This wasn’t delivering news of a passing, but more like trash talk.
I thought I should have considered the context a bit more, but…
Well, whatever.
No matter how I delivered it, Trie’s reaction would have been similar anyway.
“You. You misspoke just now. I’ll give you a chance to take it back.”
“It wasn’t a mistake.”
“You really meant it?”
“Yeah.”
“You really meant it…”
For a moment, chills ran down my spine.
Trie’s appearance was hidden by the bushes, but it felt like I could see her venomous glare.
If it weren’t for the situation where we were surrounded by mines, Trie would have run over and punched me right away.
“You’re contradicting yourself, Schlus. You said you wanted me as a comrade, but now you’re provoking my anger?”
“I didn’t mean to provoke your anger. It was to save your time.”
No matter how much you learn magic, your father Gawayn won’t come back to life, you bastard.
Because that man was stabbed to death by that damn Hertlocker’s dagger.
If you reach the level of an Archmage, it might be possible to briefly converse with Gawayn’s soul, but beyond that, resurrection is absolutely impossible.
Because that’s the truth of this world that I set while writing the novel.
The dead cannot be brought back to life.
So I meant to say give up on magic and pick up the sword again, but…
Listening to it myself, it sounded quite rude.
As Trie said, it ended up provoking her anger.
“Ha. Save my time? Did it seem like a waste of time to you that I was learning magic?”
“…”
“Did it?!”
“Yes, it did.”
“Don’t make me laugh! Who are you to say my father died?! Do you even know who my father is?!”
“I know. Gawayn von Shulzenburg.”
I couldn’t not know.
If you were someone living in the Empire.
“Yes! Gawayn von Shulzenburg! The strongest magic knight in the history of the Empire! My father has even single-handedly defeated hundreds of elite Kingdom soldiers! How could such a person die?!”
“…”
She was right. Conventionally speaking.
Because according to the setting, Gawayn’s sword energy could pierce through anything, and the barrier covering his entire body couldn’t be penetrated even by high-level magic.
But as long as Gawayn was human, there were things he couldn’t overcome.
Cold and hunger.
If he was isolated in a snowy mountain for a long period and starved, even Gawayn would inevitably become weaker and weaker.
Of course, even when he was weakened, he was strong enough to give Hertlocker a hard time.
Still, I couldn’t tell his daughter his miserable story of being killed by a Kingdom assassin in a cold and hungry situation.
“All humans die, Trie.”
“I know! But there’s no way my father died yet!”
“When he encountered a more powerful enemy. Even your father could fully die.”
“…”
Her shouting from beyond the bushes stopped.
I tried to express it in the most roundabout way.
Somehow, Trie seemed to have received some kind of shock.
Since I said so many rude things, I wasn’t sure which part shocked her.
“…Prove it.”
Trie said through gritted teeth.
Her voice was filled with malice.
If I wasn’t careful here and touched a nerve again, Trie seemed ready to rush at me, ignoring the mines and everything.
“I saw the deceased’s sword, Judgment Day.”
“What? Where?”
“In the underground warehouse of the Imperial Palace.”
“…?!”
It was a lie.
But it was true that Judgment Day was in the underground warehouse of the Imperial Palace.
The Emperor probably had it wrapped in bandages or something so I wouldn’t recognize it as Judgment Day, afraid I might see it.
I didn’t know about other things, but if that was exposed, the country would be turned upside down.
So I was conveying information to Trie that could shake the entire Empire.
“W-what do you mean? Why is Judgment Day in the Imperial Palace?”
“The Imperial Family must have retrieved it alone after a search.”
“There’s no way! If they retrieved it, they would have given it to me!”
“Then they would have to deliver the news of your father’s passing. The Imperial Family decided to make Gawayn a living legend. A legend who disappeared in a magnificent battle. Because that’s a better way to inspire the people.”
“N-no. That can’t be…”
It must be quite infuriating, but you still have to avoid making the Imperial Family your enemy.
“Well, I understand.”
What? Really?
This easily?
“I don’t want you to be in a difficult position, Schlus. Let’s postpone dealing with the Imperial Family for later.”
“…?!”
Chills ran all over my body.
It sounded like she was saying she would confront the Imperial Family later after parting ways with me.
I was amazed at how bloody her idea was.
It wouldn’t be strange at all if a civil war broke out in Edengard rather than the southern colonies soon.
I wondered if I made a mistake mentioning the Imperial Family.
“So are you picking up the sword again now?”
“Of course. I only put down the sword temporarily to focus on magic. Yes. This is your reward for giving me such valuable information.”
“…?”
“I will be your sword, Schlus Hainkel.”
It was a line that made my heart race.
I didn’t expect to hear such words.
“Originally, it’s what a knight says to his lord, but… Well, that doesn’t mean I’m completely pledging my loyalty to you! It means I’ll trust and follow you that much! Don’t get the wrong idea! You don’t have the right to order me around!”
“Heh. I understand. Then what about magic now…”
“Ah, right! There’s not much time left for you to teach me magic, right? The midterms are coming up soon!”
“What? Weren’t you going to quit magic?”
“What are you talking about? Why would I quit magic when I finally entered the Imperial Academy? And there’s a great magic teacher nearby.”
“…”
At Trie’s nonchalant voice, I almost grabbed the back of my neck.
She had no intention of giving up magic…?
Even with her overwhelming talent in swordsmanship, she was going to continue learning magic…?
My blood pressure suddenly skyrocketed.
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Thanks for the chapter 😁
Wasting time anyway after saying she will pick the sword up
“Rules I set”
Is this fucker really this dumb?