prepare for civil war
On the way back to Benting, Hyeon-jun trained the mercenaries harshly, as always. But now everyone has a lot of stamina, so I didn’t go out and fall like before. Of course, as the ritual training was added, everyone was on the verge of death.
“Gunther, you’re the captain, so you have to set an example.”
“… You can do it after the civil war.”
“No, we should do better in civil war.”
That was true, so Gunther could only helplessly nod his head. Jesik was assisted by soldiers led by Gallion. It is Hyun-joon’s job to help the June & Gunther mercenary group, which is the captain. Of course I want to do it. Galion’s permission was there, but there was nothing to hold back.
Lahansen is also learning this and that from Gallion’s squire, and that’s what Gallion himself said. Even if you can’t swallow Hyeon-jun in one gulp, it’s not bad to build a suitable friendship. Because success is already guaranteed. Even if Hyun-joon doesn’t hold power, he has crazy connections and great power, so he has no choice but to have influence. There’s absolutely no reason to be like a dog to a guy like that.
Lahansen isn’t even a squire, but he’s very passionate about learning how to act as a squire, so Hyeonjun sighs heavily.
“You were also a servant before. Didn’t you learn everything then?”
“It wasn’t long before I became a seed, so Bester did most of it.”
“… Do I really need to learn it?”
“Do what you do when the civil war is over and your worth is certain. And when I become a knight, aren’t those things I have to teach my servants?”
“Um, that’s right.”
In that sense, Hyeon-jun was not even a knight, but he used La Hansen as a servant, and at the same time did not properly teach him the things he should have taught.
‘I really must give you a knighthood. He’s talented, and since I teach him well, Turaion won’t refuse him.’
Galion’s attitude has also changed considerably, as he has shown great power as a mana knight on the front line, holds tremendous influence, and does not need to play tricks with politics to Hyun-joon, who has no power and cannot swallow it.
He was able to lightly bring up trivial conversations that were not as important as before. Hyeonjun laughed inwardly as he talked with him.
‘Yes, it’s exactly what I wanted.’
Now, if Thurrayon became a baron, showing greater strength in the civil war, who would dare to do anything to him?
‘…with the exception of Wilhelmina and Albert… .’
We became closer than originally planned, so we are casually chatting with noble people. Lahansen, who had been following him, saw it and sat down in a state of dizziness.
Anyway, I need to talk to Thurrayon quickly.
***
Arriving at the venting, Hyeon-joon could feel the atmosphere different from before.
A civil war is approaching, goods come and go, and people move endlessly. What is surprising is that everyone is full of energy. I thought there would be a lot of people worried because of the civil war, but everyone has bright faces.
Surprisingly, even the commoners thought they would win the civil war. It is also because the Marquis did not enlist supplies and soldiers even though the war was approaching, so money was circulating. A marquis who embraced Wilhelmina and sharpened her sword for a long time. Preparations for civil war had already been made.
Hyeonjun, who entered the inner room, smiled.
‘Oh yeah. Now you’re a celebrity.’
Aristocrats and attendants saw him and hurriedly walked. It seems that no one knows him. Unsurprisingly, on the first day I came to Benting, I rode alongside the Marquis, and received the flag the next day. After that, he worked like crazy on the front lines. Even a guy who is completely isolated and has no influence has no choice but to know about Hyeon-jun.
Entering the Yeongju Hall, Hyeon-jun was immediately led to a room with the mercenaries. Entering the room, Hyeon-jun politely bowed.
“Rivetran-sama, Lord Devan, long time no see.”
“… Yes, long time no see.”
Rivetran said in a slightly tired voice. Devan was silently looking at Hyeonjun. The room was full of Tureion knights and privates.
It’s hard to believe that one family of knights who lost their influence had it. It also means that he did not do politics and only raised articles. But now, just before the civil war breaks out, it’s the best composition.
In the meantime, Hyeon-jun saw a young girl sitting on the maid’s lap next to Rivetran, holding Rivetran’s hand tightly. He had long curly red hair that hung down. That child must be a prinion.
“Did you speak with His Excellency the Marquis?”
“No, not yet.”
Devan approached and held out his hand to Hyeonjun. Hyeonjun firmly held that hand, and hit Dvan without avoiding or blocking the fist he swung with all his might with his gauntlet-clad hand.
puck!
“Aww!”
Prinion screamed in surprise. Rivetran quickly took the child into her arms.
“You did well.”
“It’s a way for everyone to get what they want.”
Hyeon-joon turned his head, which had only slipped back, and spoke calmly. Even though the knight hit the face with the steel gauntlet, all it did was a little bit of blood from a slight scratch.
When Hyeon-joon gently wiped his face with his non-clasping hands, the blood was wiped off and his skin was clean without any scars. just recovered Devon’s face twisted slightly.
“I’ll move on to this.”
The two held hands tightly and backed off. Devan sat down and pointed to Hyeon-jun on the other side. Hyunjoon took his seat with a confident step. Lahansen squeezed through the knights and soldiers and stood behind him, and the mercenaries also took their positions.
“Excellent.”
“thank you.”
Hyeonjun answered Rivetran’s words. The guy who left alone just a month ago, as if he was running away to live, raised such stalwart soldiers and created a force. Don’t underestimate the fact that there are only 15 of them. He is the most elite, comparable to that of an aristocratic private.
“Jun, I heard a rather interesting story on my way here…”
Hyeonjun nodded at the words Dvan said as he carefully stroked Prinion’s head.
“yes.”
“I heard from Sir Anton that he has risen to the level of mana knight and steals swordsmanship like a ghost?”
It seems that Anton, the sword of the Marquis, went to meet Turaion himself.
“That’s right. I also make swordsmanship. I’ve already tried Benting’s swordsmanship for negotiations with the Marquis.”
“… Benting’s swordsmanship?”
“And I also made Her Highness’s swordsmanship.”
“.under.”
The momentum of the knights shook slightly. When Devan smiled and gestured, a teacup was placed in front of Hyeonjun. Hyeon-jun smiled and nodded at the maid who poured the tea for him, then elegantly raised the cup. Deban also drank tea and looked at Hyeon-joon with sharp eyes and said.
“Surely, there must be a lot to talk about.”
“yes.”
The Marquis took care of Turaion quite a bit. He deliberately allowed Hyun-joon and Turaion to talk, even though he could use his hands while talking to Turaion without Hyeonjun. Maybe it’s because of Wilhelmina.
“Explain the situation first.”
“We made a big contribution on the eastern mountain range front. Not only the military camp where the mercenary corps belonged, but also spread very far.”
“good night.”
Rivetran smiled contentedly. Still, she values honor more than title or politics.
“I’ve made friends with the commanders of the Outer Wall. I won’t be directly out for Turaion right now, but I’ve created a base from which to put my influence.”
“Excellent. And?”
Hyeonjun also smiled at Devan’s question with a grin.
“I became Her Highness’s swordsmanship teacher, and I developed and taught Benting’s swordsmanship to Albert Benting, who was to become the head of state.”
“Ha, yes. Are there more?”
Devan smiled thickly and stroked his sleek chin. As the atmosphere of Devan, who had been punching, improved, Prinion also turned his head and looked at Hyeon-jun. Hyeon-jun smiled softly at her without knowing it, then looked at Devan and said.
“The priest of Karios has arrived.”
“A priest?”
“Ah, the Inquisitor.”
“…okay.”
“He confirmed the assassination case and said he would contact Daeshinjeon. Have you not heard the story?”
“I haven’t heard. It looks like you haven’t chosen in the Great War yet.”
Devan burried himself deeply into his chair and thought for a moment, then sighed and said:
“Tell me about Benting’s swordsmanship. What negotiations are you talking about?”
“It’s a negotiation to cancel my becoming a swordsmanship instructor.”
Dvan, as well as Rivetran and the knights all frowned.
“What are you talking about?”
“Sir, calm down. Isn’t the lady here?”
“…….”
As the atmosphere turned violent, Prinion buried his face into Rivetran’s arms again. Devan took a breath to calm his excitement for a moment.
Siscon child, younger sister is more important than politics. But don’t admit it. That’s what a brother should do.
“It is an important promise to connect Turaion and Venting.”
“Sir, are you married?”
“… It is still.”
“It’s perfect. I heard that there are about 7 candidates.”
“Ha, so now… Are you saying you want to sell me out?”
“Yes, that’s correct. Instead, I’ll give Benting a swordsmanship.”
“Okay, since I have skills, His Excellency must have agreed. But what can I give to Turaion?”
Hyeon-joon lazily put down the teacup and slowly leaned against the back of the chair.
And when he laughed softly, everyone except Prinion felt a terrifying thrill.
“You will have me. Of course, all the martial arts of Turaion will be reborn through my hands.”
“… … Very, very confident.”
“Yeah, now I’ve come up to where I can.”
As Hyeonjun swiped the longsword’s permal with the thumb of his left hand, an eerie sensation lingered around his neck, as if a blade was scratching. Rivetran hardened his face, but Devan grinned.
“What do you want?”
“I want freedom.”
“… freedom?”
“Yes, I’m just a noble belonging to the Turaion, and as a master it’s often enough to teach others.”
“Are you saying you won’t even be knighted?”
“Yes, it is forbidden to get involved in troublesome matters.”
“What am I going to do with you?”
“Isn’t that up to Lord Rivetran and Sir?”
Devan glanced at Rivetran for a moment. She nodded and Devan opened his mouth again.
“What are you planning to do?”
“I will establish the most brilliant feat in the civil war. No one dares to complain.”
“hmm…….”
“Thuraion, just throw me into the most dangerous place. I am the enemy…”
Hyeonjun glanced at Prinion and hesitated.
“… knock it down, um, build the ball anyway.”
I have a child, but it’s hard to talk about killing him.
“The mercenary corps can be joined with Tureion’s soldiers.”
“Aren’t you in command?”
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“If I move to set the ball, no one will be with me.”
At those words, all the mercenaries gritted their teeth. It’s embarrassing, but it’s true. If Hyeon-jun moves with determination, not even the mercenaries, knights, or even mana-knights can follow.
On the one hand, it is also laying the groundwork for inserting them into Turaion’s enlisted men.
Devan looked at it silently and said.
“So you… are to be thrown like a siege weapon?”
“Yes. If you put it on the front line, it will break the opponent’s front line. If you put it on the wing, it will smash the opponent’s rear. If you throw it on the wall, it will climb up the wall and open the door. Throw it where you need it.”
“…….”
Devan silently glared at Hyeonjun. Seeing the burning ambition in those hot eyes, Hyeonjun grinned. Yeah, what can’t you do when you have a madman who can actually do that?
“Jun, you need to be sure.”
“I’ll show you that later. It’s something I have to show the Marquis as well.”
“good night.”
Dvan nodded coolly and said with burning eyes.
“If you really do it, I’ll give you freedom. But I can’t keep doing it. As a Master, you definitely have to do your part.”
“One month a year, as long as I am Turaion. How is it?”
“Yes, I promise.”
Indeed, nopakku is a real man-like deban. There is nothing bad from Hyun-joon’s point of view. Because you can work for a month and get a year’s salary.
Rivetran let out a small sigh and shook his head. It seems that they decided to leave all complicated stories to Devan. Well, that would be good for each other.
“It reminds me of the past.”
“Isn’t it something people don’t know about?”
Hyeonjun and Devan met their eyes and smiled. I killed Tantares and traded swords and balls like this. Right now, freedom and power are being traded with a civil war that hasn’t even started.
Both got on the plate for what they wanted. Hyeonjun is free, and Devan is a baron.
Contrary to that time, Devan grabbed what Hyeon-jun put on the board without hesitation.
Dvan gave his sword to a mere adventurer in order to gain influence in Taxis. But if they were given the title of baron, why would they refuse it?
“Ah, lend me your armor until the civil war is over.”
“Yes. If there is something that suits you, use it as much as you like. No, if you need it, take it.
Hyeonjun smiled at those bold words. The breastplate, gauntlet, and sabaton he was wearing now belonged to Jerdu. It is the first thing to start a civil war, and now it has to be taken off. However, if Turaion gives you armor, there is no problem.
‘You can use it according to the situation by going back and forth between light armament and full plate armor.’
Climbing a castle wall, ambush, assassination, or fighting in an open space is lightly armed as it is now, and when smashing enemies in the front line or entering a side-rear strike with wings, you will have to wear full plate armor.
It is difficult for even Hyun-Jun to fight without full plate armor on a battlefield where hundreds or thousands of people are tightly packed.
“Now I must prepare for negotiations with His Excellency the Marquis.”
Devan’s words sounded like a sigh, and everyone looked troubled. It was the same for Hyunjoon. The previous negotiations took 5 hours. I have no idea how long it will take to prepare it.
“We’re just…”
“Looking at it now, you have quite a bit of political insight. Bring more tea. It will take a long time. Oh, the mercenaries can leave.”
“…….”
Hyeon-joon, who was caught immobilized, gnashed his teeth, but there was nothing he could do about it. Here, if Turaion gets into trouble because he is on a leash, Hyeon-jun gets into trouble as well. Do you know what the Marquis can do there?
‘Oh sh*t. Shouldn’t I be at the negotiating table anyway?’
Hyeonjun let out a deep sigh and drank the tea powerlessly. Devan grinned. Where are you going to get me?
Rivetran, Prinion in her arms, Dvan, the butler Kshadgen, and an unknown maid took their places and prepared. Hyeonjun also covered his forehead with his hand and calmed himself down, while La Hansen stood silently behind him.
All the others dispersed and went into their rooms. Gunther secretly went into the room laughing at Hyeonjun. My fists are full of strength, but I can’t help it.
Yes, it’s not over yet, but with a little more effort, you will be able to get out of this complicated situation.