080 Knight’s Honor and Middle Age Romance (4)
As soon as I got off the wagon, I lost my mind.
The crowd that caught my eye seemed to be close to a hundred people.
Through the hustle and bustle of the crowd, I greeted Marquis François Duheme.
“Hello, Marquis.”
“Prince! You’re doing well. How are you feeling right now?”
First of all, I felt like I wanted him to let me go.
The duel had not yet begun, but the marquise’s pale pink eyes flashed with excitement and joy.
He did not know why the person who was supposed to take care of the southern estate was still in the capital.
“I do not know. I hope there are no major accidents.”
“You have the attitude of a royal priesthood. However, the cost of insulting the Crown Prince’s honor will not be light! Welcome, Princess Christel. The hat looks cool.”
“Thank you, Marquis. I also like the Marquis jacket. Are you watching today’s society?”
“sure! We cannot miss this opportunity.”
Why is it that a marquise or so wants to run every event in the empire?
While the two drinking friends were having a friendly conversation, Benjamin and Canael, who got off the wagon in the back, approached me.
Sir Johann Haynes was with him.
The nobles who sat on the tiered seats watched me constantly flapping their fans, and I tried not to be conscious of them.
There were also a number of great aristocrats I met at the ‘Winner Celebration’, but many of them were people I had never met.
“Is this a dedicated space for duels?”
When I asked, Benjamin nodded.
“It is precisely the battlefield of the royal family. The imperial palace could not use magic except for the dance hall, so a place like this was prepared on the outskirts of the palace. This is because the gymnasium is dedicated to the imperial family, and a duel in the imperial palace can feel like a great threat to the opponent.”
“That’s right.”
I wanted to do the same.
It was burdensome to compete with the royal family, but if the stadium was the royal family’s home ground, I felt like I was going to die before the fight started.
I carefully looked into the battlefield.
The battlefield was to the northwest of the imperial palace, that is, a part of the mountain behind Juliet’s Palace, which stretched out.
Large trees overgrown with leaves provided adequate shade and walls behind them.
To the left was a huge terraced seat, decorated with expensive mosaics, making it difficult for non-nobles to sit.
To the right was the outer wall of the Imperial Palace.
‘Are you that good at fighting? If ‘Rooftop’ in ‘Follow me to the roof’ was an imperial palace, it seemed to be here.
“Let’s go, prince! I will take you to your seat.”
“thank you.”
Even though there were servants from the Imperial Palace, the Marquis went out to escort Hansako herself.
I didn’t even want to defeat a power celebrity, so me and my party silently followed after him.
Upon closer inspection, the VIP seat in the middle of the seat was empty.
I hate to accept it, but that was probably our place.
“Marquis, is the duel of the Empire usually this many spectators?”
I asked.
The duels I’ve seen in books and movies so far seem to have been enough for the two parties and a few members, but today there were too many spectators.
“This is the first duel of the royal family in more than 20 years. Most of the aristocrats lined up to serve from dawn to visit.”
you’re mad I groaned thinking about it.
I was fortunate not to bring the red pandas to such a distracting and scary place.
I couldn’t stop the perseverance because I was a newcomer.
“Is the Duke Blanquer strong?”
“Yes, it’s level 8, so it’s the highest level in the Empire. Where would the Blanquer lineage go? But you will never be able to defeat the Prince.”
He winked and wiggled his fingers. The dramatic gesture was still there.
“Of course I am not going to die. Your Majesty is not the one who will take your cousin’s life, and the Duke of Blanquere has been blessed with divine blessings from generation to generation. Longevity is the hallmark of that family.”
what?
“A new thing?”
I questioned my ears.
There were a total of four gods of the Empire, two of which were owned by Kristel and Prince Sedric.
The ‘Ark of Biryom’ in Evelyn did not choose an owner and remained in the bell tower.
Then there is one left
‘There is also a sickness in the northern and eastern empires.’
Cardinal Bootier’s voice ran through his head. Among them, the northern part was Evelynn.
‘The Duke of Blanquere is a venerable wizarding family in the eastern part of the Empire.’
…and the duke’s estate was located in the east. do things happen like this?
“Are you saying that the Duke of Blanquere is protecting the gods?”
“Yes, my prince. It is called ‘The Shrine of Trees’. He is known for his ability to extend longevity to those who serve him.”
That’s what I knew from reading a children’s book written by Archduke Evelyn, ie Alexandre Gukseo.
However, there was no explanation anywhere that the Shinmul was located in his hometown, the Blanquere family estate.
The Shinmul Atlas was also not very helpful as it only illustrated the location of the Shinmul.
‘Sarnez’ was a place name before it was a duke’s castle, so it had large letters embedded in it, but it wasn’t another territory.
shit. Is it okay to have a bad relationship with a family like that? development okay?
“Then, I hope you enjoy watching.”
After guiding us to an empty seat, the Marquis smiled brightly and went down the stairs again.
Benjamin and Ganael began to open picnic baskets.
Kristel looked at me without taking a snack from the two of them.
“Prince, you look very serious. Do not worry. No one will die.”
She smiled as if to comfort me and gave me a basket the size of the palm of my hand.
There was the smell of fragrant popcorn. When I bit the corn kernels, my eyes became clearer.
I remembered the conversation I had with Kristel on the carriage a while ago.
‘right. I’d like to see the rest of the new things.’
…is it a coincidence? Can I just pass this on?
When the protagonist is curious about the rest of the new things, is it a positive trend for the heir of the family that protects it and the ‘main male protagonist’ to collide?
“All the major guests have arrived. Then, let the sacred duel begin!”
As soon as Marquis Duem’s words fell, gentle applause and the pounding of fans rang out.
It wasn’t a violent reaction like in the ‘Great Subjugation of Beasts’.
However, the atmosphere surrounding the space was tense as if it would tear at any moment.
Soon, a man walked out from the left side of the battlefield.
By all accounts, he was the Duchess of Robert Blanquer. I watched the man carefully.
Eunseo had said something like that before.
‘Little brother, if you’re handsome, it’s an important role. You should watch it when you read it.’
‘It can be an important role even if you’re a little weak.’
‘No, ugly people are often extras.’
‘right.’
‘But a handsome kid can’t be an extra. He’s a do-it-yourself guy.’
It didn’t seem like a very false hypothesis. Just look at Kristel and Sir Haines sitting next to me.
Kristel was the main character of ‘Toegye Gong’, and Sir Haines was a mercenary who moved on the request of the Crown Princess.
I frowned.
“…you’re handsome.”
The Duke of Blanquere was like a prince, but he was tall and slender and had a smooth face.
If Eunseo Jung saw it, it would be ‘So what’s your name, where do you live?’ It was a face he would have done.
At least it wasn’t something that would cause serious injuries or logout.
While I was immersed in anguish, the audience roared.
“My God, your Majesty the Crown Prince is ecstatic today.”
“I thought the sun was rising from the south. The prince told me.”
All kinds of praise poured in from behind the fan. Then the man in question appeared on the right.
His black hair was swaying in the wind like dawn just before dawn.
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Orange eyes shining like jewels stared straight ahead.
Just by looking at the faces of different classes and the intimidation that they exuded, it seemed that this guy had already won.
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One sword, two, three…
“No, why do you have four swords?”
“Isn’t that what you’re going to cut off limbs one by one, Prince?”
A nobleman sitting behind me whispered. I turned back with a bitter smile.
“Thanks for the explanation, Madame.”
“It is an infinite honor. See you here.”
“… Sir Beliard?”
my eyes got bigger
The old man, elegantly set with gray hair and dressed in a dark jade dress, must have been the editor-in-chief of Biweekly Lister, Sarah Beliard.
It was a reunion after about two months. At my reaction, the group turned their heads and looked at this side.
Everyone except Benjamin looked a little surprised.
“You have to see this precious duel for yourself.”
“You’re going to write an article.”
“It’s okay. Didn’t the three of you immediately leave for the Imperial Palace during the Great Defeat of Demon Beasts? How sad it was.”
She answered, stirring her opera glasses.
At that time, as soon as the subjugation was over, she came to the emperor to avoid her persistent request for coverage.
At that time, there was no one who knew that Sir Beliard had personally descended to the Marquis of Duhem.
I quietly swallowed dry saliva.
The media giants were watching, the prince was eager to make a super corpse, and the opponent was the family with the last god of the empire.
In addition, the main character has been steadily building a relationship with the gods.
I don’t know about her, but I too had absorbed the gods in the ‘Temple of the Boundary’.
“The inductees are coming in. As rumored, Your Majesty’s witness is Lord Rimless.”
Sir Beliard said it was funny and leaned back.
I looked straight ahead again.
Sir Elizabeth, dressed in her own suit, not the uniform of the Imperial Guard, stood next to the prince.
It was a calm face.
I’ve never read Ropan, but this doesn’t look good for anyone.
Even if it was impossible to stop the duel, it was necessary to give the prince a word.
Even if the duke was seriously injured, something was going to go wrong.
“Mommy, who is that over there? Healing Priest?”
“I am Princess Eva Blanquer, the little duke’s younger sister. He said he would be ordained a bishop next week.”
The aristocrats who were seated in front nodded. I followed their gaze and averted my eyes.
A woman in a priest’s uniform, who still looked like a teenager, was tying her scarf to the hilt of the little duke.
That’s it.
“Princess Sarnez, lend me that handkerchief.”
“Again?”
Kristel opened her eyes wide and took out a sky blue handkerchief and handed it to her.
Come to think of it, I had borrowed it from the Imperial Archives the other day. Sadie ate Holadang on fire.
“thank you. Please claim both from the prince.”
I got up.
I could feel the eyes around me gathering, but I took a deep breath and pretended not to know.
“I will.”
As if he had read my intentions, the main character answered with a smile.
I nodded my head once and quickly went down the stairs.
Again, a sudden thought came to mind that I might not be doing it for nothing.
But the ominous premonition was not wrong. There was nothing wrong with being careful.
*
“What are you doing?”
“It’s a level of encouragement.”
I stared intently at the swords hanging from the prince’s sword, and started tying the handkerchief to the ‘Martian Spiritual Sword’ that I saw often.
His hands moved as slowly as possible to buy time.
Above my head, I could feel the prince being absurd.
Without hesitation, he brought up the subject right away.
“You must not seriously injure the duke.”
“The reason is?”
“As you may know, Lord Beljar is here.”
“I don’t need to look him in the eye.”
The prince replied sharply.
Sir Elizabeth, who stood guard by our side, was looking at me with interest.
“I know. But the Dukes of Blanquere do not share a border with the New Kingdom in the eastern part of the Empire. Someday, the little duke will take over the role. Do you really need to inflict irreparable injuries?”
‘The loss of the empire.’ ‘ he added, and his eyes narrowed.
“You’re talking like you’re a Lister.”
To be honest, I didn’t think it was wrong.
“The Duke has insulted you and your father.”
The low-pitched tone subsided. I frowned slightly.
Not my father, but it was definitely the Duke’s fault. The soul must be me.
“As the owner of Romero, I don’t just pass on it.”
“Can you finish it quickly without bothering me? You say you’re overwhelmingly strong.”
I said.
No matter how slowly I tried to tie it up, my hands never slipped thanks to the jjambab that was in charge of little Jung Eun-seo’s hair every morning.
Christel’s initials ‘CS’ embedded in the handkerchief were clearly visible. It was perfect.
“Thank you for requesting a duel on my behalf. But I want you to deal with it in moderation considering the future. I’m speaking for the two of you.”
“Two minutes?”
He questioned like a ghost. Alas, we shouldn’t be talking about Kristel here.
I immediately came up with an excuse.
“The Little Duke is the one who guards the border, and the Prince is my friend. It means that I hope there is no backtracking.”