Chapter 29
Chapter 29
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Translator: Ruby
Chapter: 29
Chapter Title: Who Says There Can't Be a Third?
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The treatment room of the Siforeo Grand Diocese.
Klaus, a member of the Seven Knights Order who had recovered, slowly got up and prepared to leave.
Just as he was organizing the bedding he had been using.
Slam!
"Finally arrived!"
Suddenly, someone flung open the door without even knocking.
Klaus tilted his head and turned to look at the owner of the voice.
Along with the thought that it was a somehow familiar voice......
"Andrew?"
And at the end of his turned gaze stood a truly familiar face.
Andrew lightly raised his palm and greeted him.
"Oh! Uncle Klaus! It's been a while."
"Haha. Still full of energy, I see? Since you're here, want to eat an orange?"
"Are you going to make that lame joke about how it's been so long again? I'm not eating it, not eating."
"Tsk."
Klaus clicked his tongue.
His mouth pouted out because his gag didn't land.
In that state, he finished organizing the place where he'd been indebted and asked.
"If you're not even going to accept my jokes, what did you come for?"
"Do I have to accept your jokes to come?"
"It's killing two birds with one stone."
Andrew turned his head sharply and examined the inside of the treatment room.
"Sir Rohan came here, right?"
At Andrew's question, Klaus nodded.
"Sir Rohan? Mm. He came."
"Oh! Did you meet him?"
"Of course. Would I have just met him? He's the seventh member, right? He was definitely a friend who fit perfectly as the last piece. There's no one more suited to the reputation of the Seven Knights Order than that friend."
"How was it? Did he seem amazing even to you, uncle?"
Klaus stroked his beard, recalling the time when he faced Arcbiton together with Rohan.
"How could he just be amazing? A real person appeared. That scene where he even called down lightning......Kuh! It still flashes before my eyes, you know?"
That magnificent sight of crushing none other than the Evil Archduke Arcbiton.
The Rohan remaining in Klaus's mind now was not much different from the appearance of a mythological hero seen in famous paintings.
Meanwhile, Andrew's eyes, who heard that story, grew round.
"L-lightning too?"
Andrew was flustered.
This was content he was hearing for the first time.
'D-did he really completely go easy on me when I pointed my sword at him?'
The person called Rohan was someone whose limits simply couldn't be known.
But strangely......
A smile was rising on his lips.
"That's freaking cool!"
"Fr-freaking? Kids these days keep making strange words. Tsk tsk."
"Your jokes are stranger, uncle."
"What's wrong with my jokes! They land so well!"
"They only land on your subordinates."
"......This is why I really hate quick-witted kids."
Klaus seemed to be grumbling again, but it didn't enter Andrew's ears.
Because the sound of his wildly beating heart drowned out everything else.
He was at the point where he wanted to have a match with Rohan right away.
"Uncle! Where is Sir Rohan now?"
"Now? He already left here."
"Already? Ah, I'm late again!"
Andrew bit his lip and swung his fist in the air in regret.
"Then you don't know where he went either?"
"Sir Rohan? Mm, I did tell him to try going to Rezeta. There's a famous blacksmith there named Garun. I also used to be with that blacksmith before......"
As Klaus's words seemed like they would get long, Andrew waved his hand to cut him off.
Since he had already heard the important content anyway.
"Ah, ah! That's enough. Rezeta, you said? You're sure? Thanks!"
Andrew disappeared just like that.
"Hey. Close the door when you leave, man! Ah, he's already gone. That guy."
Klaus scratched his head.
"But, that was a month ago......"
He ended up shrugging his shoulders.
It seemed Andrew would still need a bit more time to meet Rohan.
"Whatever. I should train too. If I don't want to be a stumbling block for Sir Rohan. Heup-cha!"
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Around the time the sun was setting.
Clop-clop, clop-clop.
We moved forward steadily at a moderate pace to manage the horses' stamina.
Because the distance from Rezeta to the Kingdom of Baltras wasn't exactly short.
Thanks to that, I could buy some time to think.
Especially the biggest point was, as expected......the Thief playable character, Revarsen.
It was her.
'Is this the Thief-centered story line......'
Of course, I had also seen the ending with the Thief class.
And if you excluded the minor things here and there, the main storyline was the same even when playing with other characters anyway.
So it wouldn't be a big problem.
Rather, once I grasped the situation, there were many convenient aspects.
'The opportunities of characters other than Revarsen—I can take them without anyone losing out, right?'
What was most important above all was successfully blocking the Great Invasion.
No matter how important my growth was, if that great cause collapsed, I would have a hard time surviving too.
I could just leave Revarsen to grow well on her own......
'Mm.'
Just as I was retracing the Thief story.
'This......I'll need to help her once, won't I?......'
Because a section that was difficult to pass with the Thief class came to mind.
Just as the Jobaton section with lightning immunity was hard for the Paladin class, such timing existed for the Thief as well.
'Well, I still have some time left.'
Still, there was leeway for now.
For the time being, my growth was the more urgent priority.
Time flew by like an arrow.
It had already been six months since I came to this place.
Now only two years and six months remained until the Great Invasion.
'Time is fast.'
At a glance, it seemed like a lot still remained, but to me with my life on the line, it felt strangely insufficient.
Even while having such worries, the journey was quite smooth.
Until that incident happened.
As we neared the Kingdom of Baltras, a man wearing a deeply pulled robe brushed past us.
But.
'This smell is quite foul......'
I stopped my horse and turned around.
"You there. Wait. Stop."
Flinch.
The robed man paused for a moment.
Then without even looking back, he started running away frantically.
I immediately gave instructions to Diaz.
"Block the right side!"
The left was a cliff anyway.
If he jumped down, death would be certain.
Diaz, who grasped my intention at once, answered and turned her horse.
"Understood! Hiyah!"
As expected, the robed man who tried to hide in the forest.
"Hieek?"
Startled in shock, he changed direction and just ran along the road.
An enemy fleeing in a straight line.
For me, it was easier than eating cold porridge.
Fwash!
I created a golden spear.
With a slight leap.
"Hup!"
I threw the spear.
And.
Thunk!
The trident struck precisely into the guy's ankle.
"Kyaaaaaaah!"
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By then, the sun had already disappeared.
Night in the mountain foothills arrived quickly like this.
But I didn't care and searched through the guy's belongings.
And quite a lot of things came out.
"This is like a treasure goblin or something."
"Pardon? What is that?"
"There's such a thing."
"......"
All sorts of things popped out from inside.
Especially the most noticeable thing was......
'Why is this name appearing here?'
It was a letter.
Surprisingly, it was addressed to Viscount Moden.
I tore open the letter right there.
The time has come. Perform the ritual. The legion will come soon.
"......!"
I felt a chill run down my spine.
The legion?
It clearly meant the Great Invasion.
Moreover, as you know, Viscount Moden was already a dead person.
A demon had taken that position and only pretended that Viscount Moden was alive.
Furthermore, someone from another country ordering around a viscount of another kingdom like this and that?
This clearly meant that the person who sent this letter knew that Viscount Moden was actually the demon Haviaton.
But regrettably, the sender's name was not written.
I wanted to shake down the demon's minion I just caught to get some information, but......
'He turned to powder and died as soon as I approached.'
The guy had already left not even a corpse behind.
Probably some kind of suicide magic was set up to leave no traces when captured.
'Phew. I'm seeing demon minions more and more frequently.'
It must be proof that the time of the Great Invasion was approaching.
Meanwhile, Diaz's expression, who read the letter with me from the side, also hardened.
"Lord Rohan. What are you thinking of doing?"
That's what I'd like to know.
I was also pondering now.
After rolling my eyes for a moment.
I decided to slowly organize the information I had.
"If it's this quality of letter paper. Surely the sender must also be a high noble, right?"
"Ah, yes. Now that you mention it, it seems so. The quality of the paper is extraordinary, it's not a common quality."
I nodded and searched through the messenger's belongings more.
'A little money......food. And this is, herbs? Emergency medicine? Hmm. Also......mm?'
A cold sensation was felt in my hand.
But strangely, I couldn't quite grasp it.
I frowned and felt around the bag in detail.
Then.
'Mm? What's this? It's a bit strange......was it hidden?'
This bag had a double structure.
Generally, when you opened the entrance, there were the things I just took out.
And there were also items that could only be taken out by tearing the bag.
I immediately took out a dagger from my bosom and cut open the bag.
Then.
Thud.
Exactly one item fell to the ground.
Diaz picked it up.
"A key?......isn't it?"
"Mm."
It looked that way to my eyes too.
Diaz held it out to me.
I received the key and slowly examined it.
Because it had gotten dark, Diaz lit it up with a torch.
At that moment.
My thoughts stopped for a moment.
'Wh-why is this appearing here too?......'
At first, I wasn't sure.
But the more closely I looked, the more certain I became.
This was a key I knew.
'Definitely this is the underground labyrinth in the slums......'
It was a quest item that the Monk class progressed through.
Because of that, I couldn't take my eyes off this key.
'If I just clear this......'
The Monk's exclusive skill.
I could get my hands on it.
'This is quite tempting.'
But the problem was, as expected, that it was a specific class exclusive skill.
I currently had two classes.
'The first is the Mythic? class. Hmm. I still don't really know what this is, but......'
There was also the second class, the Paladin class.
I gripped the key tightly.
'Right. I already have the second class, Paladin.'
Who says there can't be a third?
Besides, it had already been determined that this story line was the Thief class anyway.
The rest were things without owners, weren't they?
Grin.
I traced my memory.
The Monk class.
The starting point of that tutorial was Gilad, the slum on the outskirts of the Kingdom of Baltras.
And when entering the Kingdom of Baltras, the first place you would encounter was also Gilad.
"Let's go."
"Yes."
Diaz and I didn't stop moving despite the late night.
And finally.
"So it's here......"
We set foot in Gilad.
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