“Something scary?”
“Yes. He must have hated getting hit, because he made such a fuss the moment he raised his hand.”
"He was crazy, really. He'd tell us not to hit him unless we wanted to be eaten by the monster, and he'd run away whenever we saw him."
“Oh, really? ...A monster?”
Mario tilted his head with a strange smile.
It was common for beggars who wandered around the village begging for a long time to be stoned.
Something that could have happened before.
Maybe even in the village that the beggar man passed through before Guintz...
“You guys just left him there? You didn’t even try to kick him out...?”
When Mario asked, one of the village men pouted.
“Oh, so on the last day, we decided to go find that beggar, but some big guy came in and stopped us...”
“That’s right. Wow, I still can’t forget that big guy.”
“You said that guy took him?”
Mario, who was listening to the conversation, was startled.
"Hey, he took him? Who? A beggar? That big man?"
“Yes. It was my first time seeing him. He wasn’t from our village... I think he had a daughter.”
"Daughter?"
"Yes. Maybe it was because the beggar had a pretty face, but when we were about to kick him out, his daughter came first and stopped him. I don't know what happened after that, but when I asked at the restaurant later, I heard that the woman even fed the beggar."
“What do you mean by taken?”
"Ah! That woman must have literally left Guintz with the beggar. Oh, here he comes! Ron!"
The man gestured to someone.
He was a coachman in a village called Ron, and he often took travelers to nearby places.
"I remember. They said they were going to Rome. We didn't go all the way; I dropped them off halfway."
Mario had several conversations with Ron. He also stopped by the inn where the group that picked up the beggar man had stayed.
And... based on their impressions and the fact that their destination was Rome, he learned some surprising facts.
'Wow, what is this?'
It was an unexpected point of contact.
Mario remembered exactly that time.
Because his second-oldest brother, Elliot, who had been to Rome, told him something.
“I met the youngest in Rome.”
The 'youngest' that Elliot speaks of was the youngest of the direct descendants of Wassenberg.
He is someone he's never seen before, but he knows something about.
The fifth son was excommunicated from the family.
Ryan Wassenberg, the incompetent one.
"You're as big as a house? Ha, you punk. When you're out, you should just live quietly. Instead of bothering me by coming all the way to Rome to do some work..."
Will Mario ever meet Ryan, his incompetent brother whose face he doesn't even know, in his lifetime?
So he wasn't interested at the time... but what if it had something to do with 'Ratan', the guy he's chasing now?
The story changes.
Mario unfolded the map and spoke to the soldiers.
“Belzer! Let’s go to Belzer!”
The day I left Belzer.
Me, Revan, Merchen, Alex, Emma, and Ralph, along with Kali, who is going with us as our escort, and three Cerberus mercenaries.
Three carriages are waiting to take everyone out.
Ryan and the rest of the mercenaries remain in Belzer to participate in this Demon Suppression.
"Father, take care! I'll be going! Sister, get in quickly!"
“Yeah!”
“I’ll just say goodbye to Dad and be on my way!”
Alex, now accustomed to his father's voice, got into the carriage. He was excited to go out and play with his friends.
“When are you coming in?”
Based on our house, Ryan heads up to Schacht, and I head down to Koenig.
We have to be apart for at least a month.
“The others went first, and I went with Max... around the 25th.”
Max is from the same Rotschild tribe as Kali among the Cerberus, and he also knew the face of Revan.
Thanks to that, he became the closest to Ryan among the mercenaries.
No, but.
“Why are you going so fast?”
I heard that the mandatory summons date for the punitive force is February 1st.
Of course, since the demon doesn't kindly tell us when he'll appear, some of the punitive force members have been stationed there for quite some time...
“You said you were going to make yourself as comfortable as possible before you go?”
Since our house and the cursed land are close together anyway, Ryan said he would hold out at home as long as he could.
If you go early, you'll have to sleep uncomfortably in the barracks.
“I was going to do that, but I felt embarrassed.”
“Who’s watching?”
Ryan sighed deeply and said awkwardly.
"They're not sending any soldiers from Wassenberg this time. No, they won't be sending any soldiers to the east anytime soon."
“What does that mean?”
I was surprised.
When forming a force to subdue the cursed lands, the lords of neighboring territories must provide their private soldiers. That is imperial law.
Of course, even at this very moment, Wassenberg is committing a crime as if they were breathing...
'But at least you're paying attention?'
It doesn't mean that they refuse to do what everyone else does. It means that they don't openly go against the state and show off their courage.
They may secretly sell drugs under the table or evade the law to monopolize medical services, but they will not engage in public conscription.
Because that's an open crime, an openly shameful act.
“Legally, conscription into the Wassenberg private army is no longer mandatory.”
“So what the heck is that... hickey!”
I realized something while I was talking and grabbed my head.
“No way, no way…”
“That’s right!”
“Because Belzer is no longer their land, they won’t send soldiers?”
"Yes."
Well, Duke of Wassenberg...
How can a person be so lethal?
Of course, Belzer is a dead land.
It is not a typical fiefdom where money comes from the people.
My father had originally considered Belzer a plaything, something he simply 'had', and since he had handed over ownership, he had even thrown away his obligation to conscription.
"Ha."
I was the one who forced Ryan to transfer ownership of Belzer. In fact, this disaster was caused by me.
‘Is this the first time I’ve been hit in the back of the head by the consequences of changing the past...?’
There will be no help from Wassenberg on the Eastern Front for the foreseeable future.
The punitive force could have volunteered with good intentions, or they could have just sent the troops out of inertia.
You're saying your hands are sharp like this?
“Oh, my head hurts. This is crazy...”
“What’s new?”
All of the Wassenberg soldiers are high-level personnel.
Moreover, Nike, the commander of the punitive force, would have naturally planned the punitive expedition with the strength of the Wassenberg soldiers in mind...
Ugh. I asked, covering my face.
“Then, did His Highness the Third Prince already know that the day you stopped by our house?”
"Wassenberg fell behind? Of course, he knew. I heard the Third Prince was the first to review the list of punitive forces and decide on a base."
It's amazing. Nike's personality.
The power loss will be enormous because we have transferred ownership of Belzer.
Even though he couldn't hit me once, he came to me personally and told me to run away before the monster came out.
“It’s understandable... I guess.”
It would have been worth it for Ryan to have been at the base beforehand, keeping an eye out.
“I’ll pay for their meal, you know.”
“...”
I felt sorry for Ryan.
In fact, even if the same situation arises, Belzer can never give up... so there is no way to avoid power loss.
“Don’t get hurt, Dad.”
“Is that up to me?”
A month, that's a long time. It felt a little strange, like the first time I'd been away from Ryan for this long since I met him.
“It’s dangerous, so don’t run around and just stay in your quarters.”
“What are you worried about when you have Kali?”
“Eat well.”
“Dad, don’t get hurt.”
“Don’t jump out, don’t get kidnapped.”
“Don’t jump! Don’t get kidnapped.”
“...”
“...”
We looked at each other silently.
The greetings were over, but my feet still didn't move.
Ryan, who had been laughing, stretched out his arms, and I approached him and hugged him.
“Oh my gosh...”
Revan, who was passing by to board the carriage, cheered when he saw us being so friendly.
"I'll kill all the monsters, and who knows? I'll rescue the Third Prince and bring you the meaningful results you desire."
“Don’t overdo it.”
Ryan seems to want to somehow save Nike and become friends with him, but it won't be easy...
I left my regret behind and slowly walked away from Ryan.
“...I’ll go.”
“Yes.”
Somehow, my steps didn't move... but I still had to go.
I kept waving my hand from inside the departing carriage, and Ryan watched me from that spot.
“Yes. He must have hated getting hit, because he made such a fuss the moment he raised his hand.”
"He was crazy, really. He'd tell us not to hit him unless we wanted to be eaten by the monster, and he'd run away whenever we saw him."
“Oh, really? ...A monster?”
Mario tilted his head with a strange smile.
It was common for beggars who wandered around the village begging for a long time to be stoned.
Something that could have happened before.
Maybe even in the village that the beggar man passed through before Guintz...
“You guys just left him there? You didn’t even try to kick him out...?”
When Mario asked, one of the village men pouted.
“Oh, so on the last day, we decided to go find that beggar, but some big guy came in and stopped us...”
“That’s right. Wow, I still can’t forget that big guy.”
“You said that guy took him?”
Mario, who was listening to the conversation, was startled.
"Hey, he took him? Who? A beggar? That big man?"
“Yes. It was my first time seeing him. He wasn’t from our village... I think he had a daughter.”
"Daughter?"
"Yes. Maybe it was because the beggar had a pretty face, but when we were about to kick him out, his daughter came first and stopped him. I don't know what happened after that, but when I asked at the restaurant later, I heard that the woman even fed the beggar."
“What do you mean by taken?”
"Ah! That woman must have literally left Guintz with the beggar. Oh, here he comes! Ron!"
The man gestured to someone.
He was a coachman in a village called Ron, and he often took travelers to nearby places.
"I remember. They said they were going to Rome. We didn't go all the way; I dropped them off halfway."
Mario had several conversations with Ron. He also stopped by the inn where the group that picked up the beggar man had stayed.
And... based on their impressions and the fact that their destination was Rome, he learned some surprising facts.
'Wow, what is this?'
It was an unexpected point of contact.
Mario remembered exactly that time.
Because his second-oldest brother, Elliot, who had been to Rome, told him something.
“I met the youngest in Rome.”
The 'youngest' that Elliot speaks of was the youngest of the direct descendants of Wassenberg.
He is someone he's never seen before, but he knows something about.
The fifth son was excommunicated from the family.
Ryan Wassenberg, the incompetent one.
"You're as big as a house? Ha, you punk. When you're out, you should just live quietly. Instead of bothering me by coming all the way to Rome to do some work..."
Will Mario ever meet Ryan, his incompetent brother whose face he doesn't even know, in his lifetime?
So he wasn't interested at the time... but what if it had something to do with 'Ratan', the guy he's chasing now?
The story changes.
Mario unfolded the map and spoke to the soldiers.
“Belzer! Let’s go to Belzer!”
***
The day I left Belzer.
Me, Revan, Merchen, Alex, Emma, and Ralph, along with Kali, who is going with us as our escort, and three Cerberus mercenaries.
Three carriages are waiting to take everyone out.
Ryan and the rest of the mercenaries remain in Belzer to participate in this Demon Suppression.
"Father, take care! I'll be going! Sister, get in quickly!"
“Yeah!”
“I’ll just say goodbye to Dad and be on my way!”
Alex, now accustomed to his father's voice, got into the carriage. He was excited to go out and play with his friends.
“When are you coming in?”
Based on our house, Ryan heads up to Schacht, and I head down to Koenig.
We have to be apart for at least a month.
“The others went first, and I went with Max... around the 25th.”
Max is from the same Rotschild tribe as Kali among the Cerberus, and he also knew the face of Revan.
Thanks to that, he became the closest to Ryan among the mercenaries.
No, but.
“Why are you going so fast?”
I heard that the mandatory summons date for the punitive force is February 1st.
Of course, since the demon doesn't kindly tell us when he'll appear, some of the punitive force members have been stationed there for quite some time...
“You said you were going to make yourself as comfortable as possible before you go?”
Since our house and the cursed land are close together anyway, Ryan said he would hold out at home as long as he could.
If you go early, you'll have to sleep uncomfortably in the barracks.
“I was going to do that, but I felt embarrassed.”
“Who’s watching?”
Ryan sighed deeply and said awkwardly.
"They're not sending any soldiers from Wassenberg this time. No, they won't be sending any soldiers to the east anytime soon."
“What does that mean?”
I was surprised.
When forming a force to subdue the cursed lands, the lords of neighboring territories must provide their private soldiers. That is imperial law.
Of course, even at this very moment, Wassenberg is committing a crime as if they were breathing...
'But at least you're paying attention?'
It doesn't mean that they refuse to do what everyone else does. It means that they don't openly go against the state and show off their courage.
They may secretly sell drugs under the table or evade the law to monopolize medical services, but they will not engage in public conscription.
Because that's an open crime, an openly shameful act.
“Legally, conscription into the Wassenberg private army is no longer mandatory.”
“So what the heck is that... hickey!”
I realized something while I was talking and grabbed my head.
“No way, no way…”
“That’s right!”
“Because Belzer is no longer their land, they won’t send soldiers?”
"Yes."
Well, Duke of Wassenberg...
How can a person be so lethal?
Of course, Belzer is a dead land.
It is not a typical fiefdom where money comes from the people.
My father had originally considered Belzer a plaything, something he simply 'had', and since he had handed over ownership, he had even thrown away his obligation to conscription.
"Ha."
I was the one who forced Ryan to transfer ownership of Belzer. In fact, this disaster was caused by me.
‘Is this the first time I’ve been hit in the back of the head by the consequences of changing the past...?’
There will be no help from Wassenberg on the Eastern Front for the foreseeable future.
The punitive force could have volunteered with good intentions, or they could have just sent the troops out of inertia.
You're saying your hands are sharp like this?
“Oh, my head hurts. This is crazy...”
“What’s new?”
All of the Wassenberg soldiers are high-level personnel.
Moreover, Nike, the commander of the punitive force, would have naturally planned the punitive expedition with the strength of the Wassenberg soldiers in mind...
Ugh. I asked, covering my face.
“Then, did His Highness the Third Prince already know that the day you stopped by our house?”
"Wassenberg fell behind? Of course, he knew. I heard the Third Prince was the first to review the list of punitive forces and decide on a base."
It's amazing. Nike's personality.
The power loss will be enormous because we have transferred ownership of Belzer.
Even though he couldn't hit me once, he came to me personally and told me to run away before the monster came out.
“It’s understandable... I guess.”
It would have been worth it for Ryan to have been at the base beforehand, keeping an eye out.
“I’ll pay for their meal, you know.”
“...”
I felt sorry for Ryan.
In fact, even if the same situation arises, Belzer can never give up... so there is no way to avoid power loss.
“Don’t get hurt, Dad.”
“Is that up to me?”
A month, that's a long time. It felt a little strange, like the first time I'd been away from Ryan for this long since I met him.
“It’s dangerous, so don’t run around and just stay in your quarters.”
“What are you worried about when you have Kali?”
“Eat well.”
“Dad, don’t get hurt.”
“Don’t jump out, don’t get kidnapped.”
“Don’t jump! Don’t get kidnapped.”
“...”
“...”
We looked at each other silently.
The greetings were over, but my feet still didn't move.
Ryan, who had been laughing, stretched out his arms, and I approached him and hugged him.
“Oh my gosh...”
Revan, who was passing by to board the carriage, cheered when he saw us being so friendly.
"I'll kill all the monsters, and who knows? I'll rescue the Third Prince and bring you the meaningful results you desire."
“Don’t overdo it.”
Ryan seems to want to somehow save Nike and become friends with him, but it won't be easy...
I left my regret behind and slowly walked away from Ryan.
“...I’ll go.”
“Yes.”
Somehow, my steps didn't move... but I still had to go.
I kept waving my hand from inside the departing carriage, and Ryan watched me from that spot.
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