Chapter 68: CH 68

68 - The Old Man From The Countryside Catches Up

“Ah, crap… I don’t know the way…” I muttered.

I managed to defeat Spur, but I overlooked the most vital of the basics.

I don’t know the layout of the North District. Since visibility is poor at night, I could even get lost in the worst-case scenario.

I’d like to prevent such a situation, but I can’t afford to waste time here. Yeah, I have no choice but to move.

For the moment, Bishop Lebios started running again in the direction he fled earlier.

“Maybe he didn’t get that far…”

I thought since I caught up to him once, Bishop Lebios still wouldn’t be that fast. And that’s just his physique, not the stamina that allows him to keep running.

Thyssel, on the other hand, is young and an active swordsman and sorcerer. I didn’t think Thyssel would lag behind with this simple athletic ability.

Besides, she also has sword magic. The magic that she can easily adjust the power from a long distance even if there’s a significant distance is convenient.

“… Oh, it’s over.”

In the end, it seems that my worries were for nothing.

After running for a while, I found a shadow that looked like Thyssel and a shadow that looked like Bishop Lebios.

“Master, are you alright?” Thyssel asked as I approached.

“Yeah, I’m fine. I see you did well, Thyssel,” I said.

Yeah, Sir Spur was a strong enemy. I think I would have had a harder time with a normal longsword. Or rather, I doubt I would have been able to win unscathed. I’m really grateful to Valder, this sword is wasted on me.

“Did Spur… lose?” Lebios asked. “Damn it, he’s worthless.”

“…”

Lebios seemed to just throw Spur aside.

He was a good man. I’m about to punch Lebios. Spur was Spur, and I wonder why he was trying to help such a man escape from the law. If he were still alive, could he stand to hear that?

By the way, Bishop Lebios had his hands tied with ropes and looked completely like a criminal. This rope was probably prepared by Thyssel.

To put it the other way around, it is something that you couldn’t prepare ahead of time unless you knew from the beginning that it was a target capture operation. I think Lucy had Thyssel move with that intention. It doesn’t make any sense to poke the subject now, but come on.

“Master. Where are you going?” Thyssel asked.

“Hmm? Oh, that’s right…”

Sure, Ibroix asked me to catch Bishop Lebios, but he didn’t say where to take him.

I can’t even bring him to the inn where I’m staying. Will this be the Knights’ jurisdiction? It’s almost midnight, but somebody will be there.

“I’ll take him to the Knights HQ,” I said. “I leave the directions to you.”

“Understood,” Thyssel said. “It’s a bit of a walk, is that alright?”

“I can gauge how far away it is, it doesn’t matter,” I said.

Now then, the destination has been decided.

Normally, I would like to use a horse-drawn carriage, but I feel that it is not possible to get on a horse-drawn carriage in this situation. So I decided we’d be walking.

All you have to do is take Bishop Lebios to the Knights HQ and hand him over to them. If possible, I would prefer Alexia who would know what she was doing, but she’s unlikely to be in at this time. She probably has a few people on duty.

“You cannot understand,” Lebios said. “The sublime nature of unraveling the abyss of miracles.”

“That’s not something you should preach, and for that matter, it’s not a comfort for the victims of your experiments,” I said.

Bishop Lebios is still speaking, but did he really know what he was doing?

In the first place, no one complains if they simply study the miracles in the scriptures. Even Lucy isn’t that devoted to research when it starts to harm people. No, I was a little annoyed, though.

The only unforgivable thing with this guy is that he planned to be a criminal and used innocent people for human experimentation. Without that, he would have been able to continue his research.

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No matter how noble the miracles of Suphinism are, there is no reason to sacrifice human life. Bishop Lebios misread that one point. That’s how it was, there’s where it will be.

“What a regretful moment,” Lebios moaned. “You have destroyed our research.”

“Is that so?” I said.

Bishop Lebios complains like usual.

It’s useless just to talk to this person. Is he delusional about his justice, or what?

Even if there was a witness invitation, he might have just talked about his own justice in the same manner. That’s why he may have chosen to run away, not decline the invitation.

I still have something to worry about. The supplier of those knights.

As far as the equipment is concerned, it’s natural, but they’re not the Knights of Rebelio. However, the equipment and ability were too well-equipped to be called mere bandits or thugs.

Perhaps the suspicion Ibroix had him roping in the Knights of the Faith fits best. I’ve never met a knight from that order, so I wouldn’t know exactly.

Well, that area will be cleared up if the Knights of Rebelio inspect the scene. My job is to capture Bishop Lebios and take him to the Knights’ HQ. From that point on, it’s the work of Alexia and Henblitz.

“What’s wrong with dedicating worthless people to the Great One? You are a foolish person who cannot see the value of things, gah…!?”

“Shut your mouth and stop talking, if you don’t want to get hurt,” I said as I clutched Lebios by the chest.

The words he just spilled made me sick.

“Master, calm down,” Thyssel said, surprised.

“… Oh, sorry,” I said.

This guy’s a lowlife. I’m not wrong at all.

But I must not be the one who makes the judgment.

Then, it’d just be a lynching. I, who teaches swordsmanship and preaches the ethics and philosophy of the sword, cannot do that. There’s also the matter of what the state and the judiciary are for.

I know it in theory, but you can find some disgusting people in those places.

I slowly unclench my fist.

“… Unhand me. You are not worthy to touch me,” Lebios spat.

“…”

It’s useless to argue with this guy.

Hmm, what should I do with this unfocused anger? It’s a bit unpleasant to beat this guy up. Even if he’s rotten to the core, he is a Bishop of Suphine.

“Shut up. You shouldn’t talk anymore. Also, your breath smells,” Thyssel said, clearly angry and irritated, too.

“… Hmph, you’re just a little girl,”

The words, “And what does that make you, the person caught by a little girl?”, came up my throat but I managed to swallow them.

I don’t want to be exhausted by this guy. Ignore this one. Ignore it. Take it silently and hand it off. This is fine.

“…”

My hackles rose in a hurry but I managed to exercise my self-control and walk the nighttime road. Bishop Lebios is tied up with me and Thyssel. The time for the three of us to walk silently through the city at night stretches on.

It’s a rare opportunity to walk slowly in Baltrain at night and in the North District, but unfortunately, the situation wasn’t casual enough to sightsee. With that in mind, I should go touring again when I have time, I’ll continue to walk for now.

However, there is a suspicion that cannot be solved.

I arrested Bishop Lebios. Does that really close everything in a complete circle?

Even if I think about it, there’s something still fishy.

Ah, whatever. I don’t know the details. After that, I can hand it off to the likes of Alexia, Lucy, or Ibroix.

For the time being, let’s turn this guy in.

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