Chapter 69: CH 69

69 - The Old Man From The Countryside Returns To The Knights’ HQ

How long have we been walking?

It feels like we’ve been at it for a long while. Thyssel is used to it and I’m fine, too, but Bishop Lebios is pretty out of breath. Well, I don’t think he exercises normally, though.

“Master, I’ve been waiting for you.”

“Alexia? Did you stick around?” I asked.

We’d arrived at the Knights’ HQ.

It wasn’t the Knights on night duty that welcomed us, but the Knight-Captain Alexia.

My voice rises a little at the surprise.

Normally, this would be when she’s already gone home. Even then, I wonder if she was waiting for my arrival to welcome us. With Kuruni and Thyssel having been my reinforcements, it means that everything had been planned.

It seems that Alexia knew about Lucy and Ibroix’s plans.

This all worked out fine in the end, but I wonder what they were going to do if I failed.

I think both the Knights and the Magic Division were already planning this before the witness invitation. What does it mean that they had to ask me through Ibroix?

“Honestly… these kinds of things make my liver go cold,” I said.

“Hmm-hmm, I thought it’d be fine if it was you, Master,” Alexia said.

I tried to complain, Alexia returned her unconditional trust.

Stop, stop, I’m just an old man.

“Captain. What do we do with this person?” said one of the Knights around Alexia.

“Take him to the basement. I will take appropriate measures from tomorrow onward,” Alexia said.

“Ma’am!”

The Knights take Bishop Lebios. As far as I can he’s not willing to comply and makes unnecessary resistance.

Fuu. I wonder if this completes my request for the moment.

Yeah, you know, that knight named Spur was a strong enemy. It might have been dangerous if my weapon wasn’t this sword.

“Thank you for your hard work, Master,” Alexia said. “And you also, Thyssel.”

“Oh, thank you Alexia,” I said.

“No…” Thyssel said, shrinking a bit. “This is also my duty.”

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She’s such a sweetheart.

“Well then, I’m going home,” Thyssel said. “Till the next, Sensei.”

“Yeah, be careful,” I said.

The hand-off of Bishop Lebios complete, Thyssel leaves.

Thyssel has also become stronger. I think it’s only recently that I’ve begun dealing with magic, but I still think that it’s well integrated with her swordsmanship, looking at it as a third party.

That sword magic is quite troublesome to fight against. Thyssel’s sword handling is also considerable, and it’s rather dangerous if various spells fly off with the point of her blade.

In that respect, she’s got a different strength from the total rearguard-type like Lucy.

Perhaps Lucy is stronger in terms of raw magical output, but considering the actual battle has numerous factors, there may be a scene where Thyssel beats Lucy. I think it’s she’s a warrior with excellent flexibility and responsiveness.

“Will you also be going home, Master?” Alexia said.

“No, I have some things I want to report, so I wonder if I can borrow some of your time,” I said.

“Sure, I don’t mind,” Alexia said.

I stopped my pondering. I’m not trying to predict a match between Thyssel and Lucy.

It was late at night, and I thought it would be okay to report tomorrow, but I wanted to tell her what bothered me right now. I think we need time to think about what to do with that information.

“By the way, how’s securing the site going?” I asked.

“We are dispatching troops after receiving a report from Kuruni,” Alexia said. “There will likely be no problem.”

“I’m glad to hear it,” I said.

Seems Kuruni was able to get the word out in time. I wonder if she went back to the scene again because she wasn’t here now.

“… You seem extremely tired,” Alexia said.

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“Yeah, well… it’s as you said,” I said. “Some of those opponents were pretty skilled.”

Apparently, it’s visible on my face.

Yeah, I was dead tired. My opponents were so strong.

I don’t think I’d be able to see that kind of skill. I’m glad that the longsword that Valder forged was so sturdy. I was able to win because I was able to brute force it with the weapon’s edge.

“Were they skilled enough to make you struggle, Master…?”

“Not at all, not at all, that’s an exaggeration,” I said.

There must be enough swordsmen in this wide world to make me struggle. It would be a problem if I made them out to be as one of the masters. It’s rather embarrassing.

“Well, they were strong, but…” I said, “the knight-like men who were with Bishop Lebios dressed in full plate armor and used estocs.”

“Estocs…”

It’s probably a rare specialization in the Kingdom of Rebelis. After hearing my report, Alexia started muttering to herself sank into the sea of her thoughts.

“As far as we know,” Alexia said, “among the large organizations operating in the kingdom of Rebelis, only the Knights of the Faith use estocs.”

“So it’s just as I thought…” I said.

This is almost certain. Ibroix also said that he would call the Knights of the Faith if he had the opportunity, but the sect of Bishop Lebios had an influence inside them, too.

In that case, it seems unlikely that Bishop Lebios will be caught and convicted. It would be great if the Lebios faction could lose its influence and collapse naturally.

Yeah, is that okay?

Even though it’s my country’s next-door neighbor, there’s no reason or connection to poke my head in the business of another country. It’s a matter that has nothing to do with me. Let’s have Mr. Ibroix do his best.

“There will be some Knights on the scene, so if you ask about the situation, I think you can get a rough idea,” I said.

“I see,” Alexia said. “For now, let’s comb through their background thoroughly.”

If the Knight Order of another country were committing crimes within their state as well, this no longer needs to wait for the international affairs process. However, the investigation must be done carefully because it is only an incident.

You can’t just toss blame around. Be careful and swift, and make a national statement when it is certain. That would be the way to go.

“And by the way… the Bishop used a miracle,” I said. “I had to cut down what looked like moving corpses.”

“That’s…” Alexia said, troubled.

What should I do to explain this to Miu? Rather, I think it’s better not to talk about it at all. It would be better for her mental health to bring it to my grave.

Yeah, I’ve decided. I’ll keep this fact my secret. It may be a pitiful conclusion, but it’s best to bury it in the dark as I couldn’t help otherwise.

Telling the truth of a matter does not always lead to the best results. Taking into account the circumstances, times, cases, and limits, I thought it was better not to talk.

It is not possible to impose an extra psychological burden on Miu, who was already unstable. Keeping silent won’t be for the better but it also won’t worsen things.

After that, time will tell. Time is a medicine that is prescribed equally to all humankind. It’s hard to say when you get older, but for a young girl like Miu, the best solution is time.

“Miu’s older sister, I seem to have also had to cut her down,” I said.

“I, see…” Alexia said.

However, this secret is a little big for me to shoulder alone.

It’s a pitiful story, but I felt it should be told to those who know the situation. Alexia was also concerned about Miu.

“You shouldn’t tell her… all of it, at least,” Alexia said.

“I think so, too,” I said.

However, it seems that Alexia’s conclusion was similar to mine.

“… Well then, I’ll leave the clean-up to the Knights, I’ll be back to the inn soon,” I said.

“Yes, thank you very much, Master,” Alexia said. “Please leave the rest to us.”

It’s okay to report to Lucy and Ibroix tomorrow. In the first place, I don’t even know where Ibroix is usually. Well, if I tell Lucy about it, I think she’ll do the rest.

I’ve received encouraging words from Alexia, and I’ll leave the rest to the Knights. The title of Special Instructor was useful at times like this.

So, no matter what the details, that’s it for this case. From my point of view, I have no choice but to do this.

Today, I have nothing left to do but to hang out alone in the city of Baltrain when the sun has already set and return to my inn.

“Kuaah…”

Shortly after leaving the Knights Office, a yawn leaks out before I knew it.

I’m exhausted from today. I want to go back quickly and rest in my bed.

It’s hard for the elderly to stay up late.

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