Venting
“For now, let’s get some rest today. But don’t drink too much. You never know when contact will come.”
“okay.”
They do not engage in sparring in villages or cities. It’s because there’s no place to do it, and it can’t be seen by others. Hyeon-jun’s bizarre movements and talents should be avoided in the eyes of others. Even if you look at it, you won’t know it, but a guy with skills will notice that Hyun-Jun is a very dangerous guy the moment he sees it. Until the Marquis comes into contact, you must avoid being entangled in the flying flies.
The mercenaries entered a fairly large inn and took a room. There are two carriages, so you can’t stay in a small inn. It’s okay to leave it as it is in a small town, but in a city, if you leave a wagon on the street, you don’t know what will happen.
After unpacking, the mercenaries sitting on the first floor ordered food and started talking. There is still time until dinner, but there is nothing to do, so I ordered a glass of beer. La Hansen ordered a drink, and Hyun-jun also ordered a drink. Now, instead of drinking beer like cow urine, I’ll just drink water or other beverages. When the mercenaries saw Hyun-joon like that, they clicked their tongues, saying that he had lost his appetite because he fed him good food.
“I’ve eaten food you can’t even imagine. I’ve eaten food that costs… silver coins for a meal.”
Everyone clicked their tongues as Hyeonjun spoke while roughly calculating the value.
“I don’t even think about hiding it anymore.”
It’s not that I’m swearing at unbelievable words or boasting, it’s because I don’t seem to have any intention of hiding my birth. How would commoners eat high-class dishes that require silver coins to eat? Even Hakman, the president of a large trading company, didn’t pay that kind of money. In the first place, commoners cannot eat such food even if they have money. I can’t find the ingredients, and I don’t know how to cook. Even if you want to go to a restaurant, such high-class restaurants do not accept commoners.
“Anyway, yes. It’s not that I lost my appetite after drinking one such beer, I’m just barely getting my appetite back.”
“You are a very noble person.”
Everyone was giggling and talking. When I entered the city of innovation, which was my first destination, I was relieved and was able to relax. However, Hyeon-jun suddenly erased his expression and put the glass down. At that, the mercenaries turned to Hyeon-jun. Hyunjoon sighed and said.
“It looks like a guest has arrived.”
As soon as the words were finished, the mercenaries also noticed the sound of horses hooves coming from outside.
The mercenaries became tense, the sound of horses hooves stopped in front of the inn, and the door burst open.
A mature man strode into the inn, looked around, and looked straight at the mercenaries.
“Are you June and Gunther’s mercenaries?”
“Yes, that’s right.”
The man in luxurious attire did not appear to be a commoner even at a glance. When Hyeon-jun got up and answered, the man nodded and said.
“The deputy lord has invited you. Follow me.”
“yes.”
It was not a polite tone like Anton, who had come to the temple from Scanden. Because the position is different from then. At that time, he invited the adventurer Jun, who was in the arms of the temple, and this time, he invited the mercenaries who came to entrust themselves to the innovative faction. Each needs the other, but it is impossible to put the Marquis and the mercenaries on the same line.
The mercenaries left the food and beer they were eating and packed up their belongings. Then he pulled the wagon and followed the man. The man mounted the horse and walked at a moderate speed, but did not speak or look back.
After entering the castle, I moved all the way and headed straight to the Yeongju Hall. As I passed through the gates opened by the soldiers and entered the courtyard, those waiting for me approached and pulled the horses and carriages away. He didn’t even give an explanation, he didn’t even pay attention.
“Disarm everyone.”
At that, everyone silently took out their weapons and handed them to the servants. The face of the servant who received Hyeon-jun’s longsword wriggled faintly, but after accepting the sword, he walked away without a sound.
Hyunjoon smiled bitterly. Benting seems to want to show them the difference in strength.
“Follow me.”
The man said as he entered the yeongjugwan. Hyeonjun strode in with a confident step without hesitation, followed by Gunther after blowing out a snort and following without hesitation. La Hansen and the mercenaries went inside with a calm face. Only the youngest Ga-in, who has lived without contact with aristocrats all his life, reveals the tension that he has not been able to hide.
“Leave them to their room.”
When the man said that, the maids came and led the mercenaries. However, no one approached Hyeon-joon.
“Mercenary Captain Jun, follow me.”
“yes.”
After saying that, the man went up the stairs, and Hyeon-jun answered and nodded with a wink at Gunther, then walked along without hesitation. Gunther secretly gritted his teeth, but there was nothing he could do. La Hansen also felt uneasy when he saw Hyun-joon following the man alone.
Hyeon-jun doesn’t know much about nobles, and he doesn’t know what mistakes he might make. When things go bad, not only Hyeon-jun but them are at risk. If that happens, what will Hyeon-jun and their captain, who doesn’t hesitate to shed blood and death for them, choose?
Hyeon-jun, who followed the man into the room, narrowed his eyes. Inside the room was a woman in her thirties with brown hair and a knight in full plate armor. The man escorted Hyeon-joon to his room and quietly closed the door and left.
“Certainly, it handles mana.”
The knight moved a little at the woman’s words, and the sound of armor clashing echoed. Hyunjoon looked at the woman silently. The moment he entered the room, he could tell that the woman was handling mana. is a wizard
“Sit down.”
“yes.”
At the woman’s words, Hyeon-jun sat down across from them. The knight moved one step and took his place in an exquisite position. Hyeon-jun has no weapon, but he knew that he was dealing with mana. The entire room is Hyun-jun’s distance, and killing a wizard is not a job.
“… I heard they use magic, but it’s strange.”
Hyeon-jun did not respond at all to the woman’s words. Because that’s not what he’s talking about. I wasn’t embarrassed to even notice he was using magic. He is a marquis who also built a mansion in Scanden. There is no way that Taxis does not have eyes and ears.
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At the woman’s words, the knight tapped the scabbard with his left hand and said,
“Um… have you reached the level of Mana Knight?”
“yes.”
Chunk!
In response to Hyeon-jun’s plain reply, the knight stood between the woman and Hyeon-jun, barely blocking his face. Then he pushed up the sword with his left hand and lightly gripped the hilt with his right hand.
“Understand. Against the Mana Knights at this distance, you can’t show a gap.”
“it’s okay.”
The knight’s momentum stood sharp, but he respected Hyeon-jun and politely asked for his understanding. For knights, mana knights are like that. The woman tilted her head to the side and said, perhaps feeling frustrated that the knight was blocking her view.
“I am Demerian Benting. Say your name.”
“I’m Kang Hyun-jun. Kang is my last name, and Hyun-jun is my first name. Please call me Jun.”
Hyunjoon said calmly. Benting’s name stabbed him in the back, slapped him in the shoulder. However, Hyeon-jun did not show any signs of faltering, and looked straight into the eyes of the bear lineage that guards the mountain range.
Demerian buried her body deeply in the chair with a calm face and sat with her chin resting on the armrest.
She looked at Hyeon-jun through the article and said.
“According to Sir Anton, he said he couldn’t handle mana, but he got used to it quickly. When was that?”
“About a month and a half ago.”
“Ummm…”
One of Demerian’s eyebrows rose slightly. Seemingly intrigued, she straightened up and sat down. Then, he grabbed the knight’s waist with his hand and pushed it aside.
The knight hesitated. It was because he couldn’t expose Benting’s veins in front of Mana Knight. Demerian raised her eyebrows and said.
“You’d better draw your sword and step aside.”
“Whoa… yes.”
The knight reluctantly backed away and drew his sword. Looking at the knight’s attitude, it was clear that he was no ordinary knight. Demerian now sat cross-legged, tapping his fingers on the armrests, not hiding his interest.
“I heard that you stole Sir Anton’s swordsmanship. How is it?”
“Everything I saw that day was mine.”
“under.”
The knight laughed, not Demerian. Because it is impossible.
Demerian even grinned now, then took a sip of the teacup gracefully from the table. The young bear guarding the mountains has a sense of intimidation that weighs on people’s shoulders even if they don’t show off their momentum.
Hyeonjun definitely felt that this room was her space. To be honest, Kurman, the powerful fire mage who was with her when she killed Tantares, would feel like a child in front of her. In Hyeon-jun’s eyes, she is a magician of the highest level, and at the same time, she is a warrior worthy of the Bentinga’s name.
“Jun, tell me why you came to Benting.”
The name of Baron Suppon is also a formality, and all of that huge territory is a Benting. When other nobles cling to the names of their estates after their family surnames, Benting’s heirs do not put such cumbersome things on their names. Since the establishment of the Benting estate, only Benting has been the owner of the land. Even the marquis does not attach his barony to his name. Venting. Because just one is enough.
“There was an assassination attempt from the orthodox, and I’m here to join the Reformation and wield the cause.”
“ha ha ha!”
“…….”
While Demerian is big and small, the knight seems to be troubled by this absurd situation.
Even while the throne of the Southern Kingdom changed hands several times, Benting maintained its purity, and those who reigned as Benting’s owners, no, monarchs, would cheerfully pass over trivial and annoying things. Because no one dared to play tricks in front of Benting’s name.
“Is that the end?”
Demerian asked calmly, and Hyeon-jun closed his eyes and nodded quietly before speaking.
“Promise me that my comrades will remain my comrades, and that I will not intimidate them.”
“good night.”
The knight now clenched his fists and trembled. It would be disrespectful even if he killed him by cutting his throat right away. But Demerian accepted, but he can’t come forward.
“I embraced the assassin sent by Situban of Lucan. I also killed the knight sent by Situban and took the armor.”
Even Demerian couldn’t take it lightly. Hyeon-jun, who is protected by the temple, was almost assassinated, which is a big cause, but to take the evidence while embracing the assassin himself! Demerian burried herself deeply into the chair with pleasant thoughts.
“what do you want?”
“I want a family name.”
Demerian raised an eyebrow slightly and thought it through.
“I will give you Benting’s blood.”
Chunk!
At those words, the knight was startled and turned around at Demerian. It’s too much to give to a guy without a single base, and it’s because the decision about it must be made by the marquis. However, what Hyeon-jun said made the knight even more amazed.
“I will not marry.”
To reject Benting’s blood! What a madman!
“Why?”
“Because I don’t want to get married.”
“Then I can’t give you a family crest.”
Hyeon-joon is a mana knight who uses magic even if he thinks aside from justification. In addition, the physical condition is also very good. Moreover, the boldness of not being shaken at all even in front of Benting, straightening his back and looking straight ahead. Even if it is not a direct lineage, it is possible to mix blood with a collateral line, or to make Hyun-jun himself the progenitor of a collateral line.
Hyunjoon closed his eyes for a moment and organized his thoughts. Demerian took another sip of tea leisurely and looked closely at Hyeon-jun.
“What does it take to raise a family?”
“Base. A ball that can only be understood by anyone else.”
These are things Hyunjoon doesn’t have now. Ironically, you need a ball to build a foundation, and you need a foundation to build a ball. How many chances do you have to give credit to a guy with no foundation?
Dozens of thoughts rushed into Hyeon-jun’s head, then were erased at once, and endlessly countless things were erected and erased again and again. Hyeonjun, who was silently looking at the table with half-open eyes, opened his mouth.
“I’ll head to Venting.”
“good night. Rest today, head to the heart of Venting tomorrow.”
“yes.”
“Go away.”
Hyeon-jun stood up, bowed politely but not servilely, then strode forward with his back, opened the door himself, and left. Even a guy who doesn’t know the etiquette of a noble would know that it was rude, and killing him right away would be a fair punishment.
However, Hyeon-jun jumped into a huge battle for the throne of the southern kingdom with his stake, and he knew his worth well. In order for his value to shine, he must belong to a faction, and whether he is a nobleman or a knight, he must get away from commoners. Until then, the value of Kang Hyeon-jun, a commoner, continues to rise. His actions now will determine the value of Kang Hyeon-jun in the family.
And the moment he becomes a noble or a knight, Hyeon-jun can’t ask for anything. Because he belongs to Benting as a vassal.
Hyeon-jun must serve Benting as a vassal, and Benting must protect Hyeon-jun by paying his salary as a lord. Even if Benting doesn’t give anything for him, Hyeon-joon has to fight for Benting with justification and sword.
Then that’s it. If you can’t hold anything and go under the vent, you can’t hold anything and just crawl on the bottom. Didn’t you come here to escape that hell?
Hyeon-jun went down the stairs without guidance, constantly refining his thoughts. He is not here to discuss politics. He’s just fighting with an invisible sword to get out of the abyss.
Hyeon-jun, who entered the battle, is truly a shining treasured sword, and those with eyes to see cannot help but covet it. Even if it’s a reigning venture.