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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: Ruby
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Dawn Revolutionary Group.
Leader’s office.
A woman with red hair.
Casiella, the leader of the revolutionary group, was staring intently at a piece of paper.
It was an article from the Imperial newspaper.
The Arkan guards unanimously said that a man with ash-gray hair saved their city and vanished mysteriously.
It was reported that Belrak, the drug dealer known as the Underground King who led the rebellion, died instantly at the scene.
Belrak was known for spreading his influence by distributing drugs throughout the city…
It was a newspaper published two days ago.
Casiella was certain that the ash-gray haired man mentioned in this article was Yuma, whom she had encountered on the magic train.
Yuma, who had introduced himself as the First Princess’s sword.
His words still vividly echoed in her mind.
– “Your revolution is wrong, Dawn Revolutionary leader.”
“…Sigh.”
A deep sigh escaped from Casiella’s lips.
“I understand why you said that now.”
She had dreamed of a misguided revolution.
A revolution that could involve innocent people.
Yet this man had demonstrated justice for all to see.
If the First Princess Brigitte ascended to the throne instead of the First Prince Schwarze, that in itself could be called a revolution.
Revolution.
Unlike her, this man was trying to achieve a real revolution.
Casiella felt a shiver run through her.
“…Can I follow your revolution?”
Casiella asked herself.
And after making some decision, she summoned all revolutionary group members to the conference room.
A total of 32 revolutionary group members.
All were talented individuals with skills or other abilities that could be recognized anywhere, but who had chosen to raise the flag of revolution because they were dissatisfied with the current empire.
They were people with blind faith in Casiella.
This was because half of them had been saved by Casiella’s hand from lives of oppression.
The gender ratio was about half men and half women.
All the revolutionary members were staring intently at Casiella.
Step.
Casiella walked from the center of the conference room towards the door.
She pulled out the huge flag inserted right next to the door.
It was a flag with a red background and a golden circle representing the sun.
This flag had been the symbol of the Dawn Revolutionary Group until now.
Casiella took that flag and…
Rip─!
She tore it apart.
The eyes of all the revolutionary members widened in surprise.
It was natural, as she had suddenly torn apart the flag that had been the symbol of Dawn.
Casiella’s low, beautiful voice settled over the conference room.
“We will make a new flag. One with a golden sword on a red background.”
Casiella placed the newspaper containing the article she had just been reading about the hero who saved Arkan on the table.
Casiella continued speaking.
“This person is Yuma, the First Princess Brigitte’s sword, who stood in our way on the Halo magic train the other day.”
The members started reading the article in turn, surprised.
“From now on, the revolutionary group will carry out justice like this person. Clear justice that no one can deny. And we will also make it our top priority to place First Princess Brigitte on the imperial throne.”
The members were bewildered.
The goal had suddenly shifted towards the next imperial power.
One member spoke in a low voice.
“Will the empire change just because the First Princess sits on the throne? This corrupt empire, as mentioned in this article…”
“I think that’s an issue to consider after we put the First Princess on the throne. We’ll increase our stake somehow. We’ll build up enough influence to be able to confidently propose something to the First Princess.”
Ambition was blooming in Casiella’s eyes.
‘I will follow you.’
The Princess’s sword.
Yuma.
Her mother’s friend.
So that someday she could face him and ask about the times when they were friends.
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Yuma was staring at the scenery outside from the shaking carriage.
And Cloney was staring at Yuma.
Yuma recalled the advice of Ermelle, the inspector from the 3rd Knight Order whom he had met yesterday.
– “Now that the First Prince Schwarze’s side knows you’re here, there’s a high possibility they’ll send someone to the Count Rubelt’s territory to kill you.”
It was a very plausible hypothesis.
Clop clop─
The carriage stopped in front of Count Rubelt’s territory.
Yuma paid the fare and got off the carriage with Cloney.
Yuma and Cloney gazed at the sky tinged with sunset.
The sky in the southern part of the empire wasn’t particularly different.
“It feels like our real journey is starting now, Yuma-nim!”
“Yes, that’s right.”
To exclude what happened in Arkan from the journey… the events they had experienced were too tiring.
‘It’s going to get even more tiring.’
Yuma walked nobly. And approached a guard of the Count’s territory.
Clang!
The guard raised his spear high.
It was a movement to prevent Yuma’s approach.
“State your identity.”
He didn’t use informal speech as Yuma and Cloney’s appearance was close to that of nobles.
Yuma took out a circular identification badge from inside his clothes.
A golden badge.
“Yuma, the Princess’s representative.”
The guards’ left knees bent down in unison.
“W-We greet you, Yuma-nim!”
There was no doubt.
The news that the Princess’s representative had been active in the neighboring transit city
“Please enter.”
Yuma nodded.
“Thank you.”
Step step!
Yuma looked steadily at one guard who naturally followed him and Cloney.
“Is there something?”
“Count Rubelt himself ordered us to guide you to your lodgings when you arrived, Yuma-nim.”
“I see.”
Yuma didn’t refuse the guard’s guidance.
It meant he didn’t have to bother with troublesome considerations.
“Th-This is the place.”
The guard guided Yuma to the front of the most magnificent inn in the Count’s territory.
The name of the inn was Hof.
‘There’s no separate hotel.’
The guard hastily added,
“Ah, you don’t need to pay. All expenses have already been covered by the Count.”
“I understand.”
With those final words, the guard bowed deeply and disappeared.
Yuma entered Hof with Cloney and received the key at the counter.
Then they went to unpack their luggage and headed back to the first floor for dinner.
6 o’clock.
It was prime dinner time, so people were gathered at various tables.
A savory smell stimulated their noses.
The menu was spaghetti.
Yuma didn’t pick up his fork first, but looked at Cloney’s golden eyes that were steadily gazing at him.
“Eat.”
“Ah, yes!”
Cloney started eating the spaghetti with a bright smile.
‘It’s fortunate that she doesn’t seem to have a personality that tires easily.’
Why does she keep watching me like that?
Yuma thought this as he grasped his fork.
He still didn’t realize that Cloney wasn’t just watching his reactions, but was constantly staring at him intently.
Was this really an inn where the Count had paid in advance?
The taste of the spaghetti was quite impressive.
Both of them were satisfyingly filling their hungry stomachs.
But suddenly, there was a commotion near the entrance of the inn.
“I’m telling you my sister disappeared! Overnight! I just want to put up one missing person poster!”
“We just want you to leave.”
The one shouting was a woman wearing a deeply pulled down robe.
Long crimson hair was visible inside the robe.
“No! You, you know me! We did a guard mission together before!”
At the woman’s loud voice, the inn’s security guard grabbed her shoulder.
“I’m talking to you because we’re acquainted, instead of using force. Hestia.”
The guard continued speaking to Hestia.
As if giving advice.
“You know, don’t you? That they don’t like people making a fuss about disappearances in the Count’s territory.”
“N-No! Then what do you call it when someone really disappears if not a disappearance?”
Shing!
The guard finally drew his sword.
“Go. This is the last warning.”
Yuma had turned his body towards the entrance and was staring at Hestia.
‘Never seen her before.’
Feline.
Probably, cat ears characteristic of the feline race were hidden under that robe.
‘As expected, the races existing in this world seem to be almost identical to Loop Blood.’
By confirming the existence of the feline race, Yuma could be certain that he could obtain ‘engravings’.
If an opportunity to find out arose, he intended not to miss it.
Crash!
The feline swordsman, Hestia, finally unable to completely suppress her anger, kicked the inn’s wall once before stomping away from the Hof inn, fuming.
Yuma and Cloney, having finished their meal, went up to their lodgings.
This inn had rooms divided into two, in a 2-person room style.
“If you have anything you want to talk about, call me anytime.”
To ensure Cloney’s safety first if anything happened, they decided that Cloney would use the inner room.
“Yes!”
Cloney answered energetically before entering the room and closing the door.
Yuma stared at the red bird visible from the window.
A crow that looked utterly filthy, as if made of blood.
Slide─
Yuma opened the window.
He faced that ominous red crow perched on a tree.
Along with a chilling cry in his ear, a voice was heard.
– “This is Kailon, Imperial 3rd Seat. I’ve come to this Count Rubelt’s territory personally to kill you.:
Yuma spoke indifferently.
“Is that so.”
This couldn’t possibly be the real body.
“Where are you?”
Perhaps surprised by his completely unflustered response, Kailon, speaking through the crow’s mouth, continued after a brief silence.
– “…It’s the Bane Forest nearby. I’ll be waiting for you there.”
“Understood.”
Yuma stood up.
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