Sword Pilgrim

Episode 183

A long rectangular dining table.

There, two men were sitting at the end of the table, looking at each other.

The expression of staring was more accurate.

clap clap.

Only the sound of cutting meat with a knife echoes.

a piece of meat. A glass of wine.

After fully savoring the taste, Callius put down his wine glass and said,

“Please refrain from unnecessary words.”

The way Colleas spoke indifferently while keeping his eyes on the food was very arrogant in Elverton’s eyes.

seal.

Elverton, whose cheeks were shaking as if convulsing, rubbed his fingers between his deeply sunken forehead.

“It is useless. The current head of the family speaks like a northern savage.”

Northern savages.

A word used to describe orcs.

To the northerners, orcs were worse than beasts.

In the North, there was no greater duality than this.

Hearing that he looked like an orc, Callius also squinted one eye.

“Why did you say useless things to Emily and the saintess?”

“I just did it because it was useless.”

Now, he is polite at the end of his words, perhaps because he intends to completely pass over the northern gajuri.

“Why is it not useless?”

When asked, Elverton also answered as if it were natural, shaking the wine in his wine glass.

“It is not true.”

15 years ago from now.

Elverton investigated the child abandoned in front of the castle gate.

Who abandoned it and who are the parents of the child.

I have thoroughly researched and there is nothing unclear about it.

“I guess you don’t want to let people know that Emily’s mother has become a saint of the Empire. Wouldn’t it have been nice if you had made fun of him while covering his lower part?”

It was Elverton who raised the corner of his mouth at what was funny, and the young Colius.

“Did you say that? What would Emily think if I told her that my mother was a saint from an enemy country? He’s a kid with a lot of thoughts, so wouldn’t he just get more confused?”

Most of Carpe is like that.

The Empire is the enemy.

The one with the spear is the one to kill.

Calling prostitutes prostitutes, they consider them things that would be no problem even if they were chewed to death.

Emily is the daughter of Zervan, one of the four nobles in Carpe.

Can one of the parents of such a child easily accept the fact that he is also a saint of the empire?

Even if they accept it…

“The saintess is a prisoner. He is a person who will be used politically.”

Among the prisoners of war of the enemy, nobles are useful.

Prisoners are money.

Besides, if it was a saint, it could be used as a political factor.

To put it simply, he is a person to return to.

to the empire.

“I am the one who will return anyway. He is a person who will become an enemy again, but there was nothing good to say about him.”

Then Elverton’s knife stopped.

He put down his fork and knife and wiped his mouth with a napkin.

“Callius. Emily is Emily.”

“….”

“Emily is a child who has lived well without you, finding her own way. It’s stronger than you think, and the conviction that dwells in the sword is firm. He is a better kid than you.”

Elverton’s voice gained strength.

Colliers couldn’t deny it.

As he said, Emily is a strong child.

right. however.

“I am fifteen now.”

Still, a child is a child.

A child who grew up without a mother.

A child who grew up without parents.

Colleas didn’t raise Emily either.

That’s why Callius felt sorry for nothing.

However, I didn’t want it to be known that my mother was originally a Carpe aristocrat and had defected to the Empire.

This is because it is as if the authors of the parents did not take care of the children and left them alone, only training their spears and swords.

Besides, neither he nor Eilea had any memories of that time.

It’s no different from other people, but now it’s a joke to be a parent.

“If you’re so worried, wouldn’t it be okay to make a mother for the child right now?”

“…are you sane? The saintess cannot even remember the past.”

“If you don’t remember, you can tell me. Colliers.”

Elverton’s eyes looked straight at him.

“There are things in the world that you can’t hide even if you want to. I know how much you care for Emily, but she also has a right to know.”

“…but.”

“Besides, I often heard the saintess’ story. He possesses great spearmanship to the extent that he can occupy a castle with single-handed force.”

“What do you mean by that?”

“I was a little puzzled that someone with such skills had been captured by you. I don’t know if she really gave in.”

It is said that he was deliberately captured.

But he shook his head.

“The saintess had her own circumstances.”

“Anyway, that’s none of my business. because it’s your decision But I am curious about your heart.”

Callius’ heart rather than Emily’s.

That was the sound of curiosity.

in other words.

“We’ve already mixed our bodies once, so there’s nothing strange about mixing them together again.”

bang!

“what…!”

Callius, who hit the table, jumped up from his seat.

“What are you so surprised about? Isn’t it between the birth of a child? Whether it’s a saint from an enemy country or an old friend, first of all, she’s a mother to a child and mixed her body through her mind.”

Elverton was asking.

If that heart is still the same, wouldn’t it be okay to just live with it?

“It makes sense…”

“Anyway, the saintess became Carpe’s pawn. Perhaps Carpe wants to keep the saintess for a long time. The longer you keep her, the more the time of war can be delayed and the more you gain.”

That’s not wrong.

Because that’s why they took the saintess hostage.

“Besides, the reason you’re not getting married seems to be because of her now, so why don’t you just reveal everything and do something like a family?”

“I have no intention of remaining complacent.”

“Callius. You are now the master of the North. He is the head of Zervan.”

He is the head of the great nobility.

“Now that you have reached your age, I hope you will soon get married and start a family. Until now, I let you do as you please, but I can’t let you do that anymore.”

If you became the owner of the northern part in name and reality, it was also your duty to give birth to offspring.

He has a child named Emily.

The seed of Hoi An bestowed by God is transmitted only through men.

“Son.”

“…”

“Bernard died with honor. However, the fact that he is dead does not change. people will die someday That’s why I leave it.”

“Is it a rumor to have a son?”

“Even if that’s not the case, I wish I had a wife who would welcome you.”

He’s probably saying this because he really thinks of him.

Colliers had nothing more to say.

“It doesn’t matter if it’s a saint or not. If you like it, live with it. Whether it’s giving them medicine to erase their memories or cutting tendons, whatever they do, they can hide it and live together.”

Did you even think of that?

It’s ridiculous, all the laughs come out.

Perhaps, Elverton seems to think that the woman Colius had a heart for was a saint from before.

‘It’s worth thinking so.’

Even when he had a marriage talk with Helena, he made a fuss.

“Not many people know about this yet. I can help you if you want.”

“…I can’t.”

It couldn’t be.

The saintess lives with her own duties and responsibilities.

Besides, Callius doesn’t have a woman he likes.

‘At least in this world.’

drooling.

“Then marry someone else. house owner.”

Elverton got up and left the restaurant. Soon after, Callius sat down and sighed as he turned his wine glass.

“It’s bothering me.”

Callius sighed, leaning back against the back of his chair and tilting his head back.

There was a maid looking down at him and smiling.

“How was your meal?”

“tell. Did you do it yourself?”

“yes. We roasted a very small amount of special cuts for a long time.”

“It was great. The deep taste of the steak went well with the sauce. It was the best meal I had in a long time.”

After wiping his mouth with a napkin, Callius stood up.

“tell. What are Emily and the saintess doing?”

“Are you talking about the Saint of the Spear?”

“okay.”

“Are you two having tea time together?”

It’s already night outside the window.

As soon as I wake up, I see and receive this and that, and it is already night.

What kind of tea time this late at night…

“…I don’t want to go near it.”

“I’m sorry, but you two are waiting for Mr. Carliers.”

“I guess so.”

Maybe.

It just seemed like it would be difficult to get over.

“Tell, do you know?”

“yes. At that time, I was the one who listened to the order of the former head of household and investigated.”

“Well, there’s no way you don’t know what’s going on inside Zervan.”

I think we should go together.

“What are the others doing?”

“The shield saintess and the beast tribes have left for their own land.”

“Where are you?”

“It’s near the northern border.”

“It’s not bad there. The land is fine, but it must have been a plain uninhabited by many demons.”

“yes. Considering the characteristics of the Beasts, it is a land where there is nothing bad for them. All you have to do is pay for the initial material support and it will reap the harvest on its own. There are many forests nearby, so procuring food won’t be bad. They are also excellent at hunting.”

Due to the previous Orc invasion, I heard that even the villages that were there were all in ruins and no one lived there.

‘The Beasts can come and check it out later. With Junice, I’ll take care of it.’

“What about Serena and the others?”

“Each one is helping to rebuild the wall or rebuilding the village.”

Aldu and Philo are rebuilding the wall, while Serena is clearing the nearby demons. It seemed that there was no need to worry too much, as his arrow skills were excellent and he was highly praised.

“Tell me to where Emily is.”

* * *

Late night.

Emily and Ailee were looking at each other with a few candles and a cup of tea that had cooled down in the moonlight.

The strangely darkened surroundings made the atmosphere bleak, but the thoughts they had were a little different.

‘They look alike.’

‘It looks like it.’

Resembles.

The hair color and eye color were also different, but there were many similarities in some way.

If the hair colors were so different, but if they were similar, no matter who looked at them, it would not have been different even if they were mother and daughter.

“Do you have any points here?”

“Where are you?”

“here.”

Ailee took off her clothes and showed her side.

between the left ribs.

There was a small spot, but Emily tilted her head and saw her side as well.

“I don’t have one.”

“Then where is it?”

This time below the collarbone.

“…there is.”

“that’s interesting.”

“…really? Did you give birth to me?”

“…well. I’m fine…”

“You don’t remember?”

Ailee shakes her head.

Seeing her laughing and scratching her head, she looked more like a nerd than a saint.

Emily couldn’t believe that such a woman was a saint.

“I will tell you when he comes.”

“My father seems to be avoiding something.”

“You must have been upset. Or maybe it was just nonsense… Maybe he didn’t even know.”

If he didn’t know either.

Either it’s bullshit, or maybe he’s also a person like himself.

Just when you’re thinking like that.

jump.

The door opened, and Colius appeared in the moonlight.

“hmm.”

As Colius looked at the mother and daughter sitting side by side, his thoughts entangled.

But soon he said.

“Emily.”

“Yeah no. yes.”

“Do you need a mother now?”

Emily’s body twitched.

I never thought I would be asked such a question.

However, contrary to embarrassment, he began to devise an answer to his question.

Do you need a mother or not?

Emily thought, then answered.

“no.”

there was no room

When I was young, there were countless times when I envied my mother’s existence.

But not now.

Emily has grown up and is long past the age of needing a mother.

Emily’s spiritual support has long been Colius. Now I don’t need anyone else.

“Then no. This story ends here. Emily, you come with me.”

“…yes.”

Emily glanced at Ailee, then shook her head and followed Colius.