< Chapter 59 - The Feast of Swords #4 >
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In the Pleiades there were several titles that were used in common throughout the continent.
The term “geomho” refers to a prosecutor who has reached a high level.
Archmage, meaning a wizard of 6 stars or higher.
There were ten swordsmen in the Kingdom of Seilun.
The name is Ten Swordsman.
The sword masters that the Kingdom of Seilun is proud of.
They were all strong. Considered as tactical weapons in war, it would not be an exaggeration to say that they were superhumans who went beyond the normal human level.
But that doesn’t mean they were all the same.
There was clearly a hierarchy among the Ten Swordsmen.
‘But that doesn’t really prove the superiority.’
The reason was simple.
Because the use of the most reliable verification method was prohibited.
‘Ten swordsmen cannot fight each other.’
Because each and every one of the Ten Swords were valuable tactical weapons.
If we lost even one of them, the loss would have been truly great.
‘The Ten Swordsmen are superhumans.’
If they go into a showdown where they each give it their all, one side will inevitably be destroyed.
It breaks down.
‘Because of this, direct ranking among the Ten Swordsmen is impossible.’
But people didn’t give up because of that.
It is no exaggeration to say that ranking who is stronger is a human instinct.
‘Black.’
A term referring to swordsmen who are particularly outstanding among swordsmen and have reached the so-called state of unification of the divine sword.
Among the Ten Swordsmen, only three people had the title of Sword Master, and the number of Sword Masters on the entire continent never exceeded ten.
‘Rune Proud.’
The Sword of Light.
A sword monster who rose from the rank of swordsman to the rank of swordsman at a young age of early thirties.
He was the strongest swordsman in the swordsmanship, the pride of the Spencer Dukes, and was therefore called the first sword of the swordsmanship – the first sword.
‘Some say he is the strongest among the Ten Swordsmen, but······.’
That was something unknown.
Because confrontations between the Ten Swordsmen were forbidden.
‘In the original work, there was no fight between the Ten Swordsmen.’
And if you want to add a little selfishness to this, that is, if there is a reason you want to think that you won’t know until you try.
‘Because my father is also a swordsman.’
Count Bayer.
A swordsman called Geomjang.
Yuder, who had been laughing without realizing it, looked back at reality.
Before I knew it, the distance between me and Rune Proud had narrowed considerably.
‘The Sword of Light.’
He had long, dark blue hair and was a handsome man, as if he were drawn in a painting.
However, he did not have a face as beautiful as the swordsman Kamael, who could be mistaken for a woman. Nor did he have a bold and handsome face like Landius.
If I had to describe him, I would say he is a sharp and handsome man.
However, he was basically a smiling face and had a playful look in his eyes, so he didn’t give off the impression of being cold at all.
Rather, it was Rune Proud who was armed with the familiarity of a neighborhood older brother.
“Open.”
As expected of a neighborhood boy, he approached them with a rough and tumble manner, raised his hand slightly, and spoke, which made everyone’s eyes, which were scattered here and there, focus on one place.
“Nice to meet you all.”
The prospects from the North and South tilted their heads at the unexpected appearance and greeting of Jeilgeom, but the prospects from the Wangdo were not like that.
This is because he already knew very well that the man who had just appeared before his eyes was none other than the Sword Saint of Light, Rune Proud.
“Meet the Sword Saint of Light.”
“Meet the First Sword Master.”
As the central hopefuls bowed almost simultaneously, the northern and southern hopefuls also quickly stood up and bowed.
For those who walk the path of the sword, all of the Ten Swordsmen are objects of envy, but the First Sword is especially special.
‘Because I’m young.’
Not only did he earn the title of Swordsman much earlier than others, he also rose to the position of Sword Master.
Young genius.
A shining being with a nickname like the Sword of Light.
But what if he’s also handsome?
All the promising singers’ eyes lit up and their faces flashed like young fans who had met their idol singers, and some of them even felt dizzy.
But Uther wasn’t like that.
The same was true of Cordelia.
And that fact once again piqued Jeilgeom’s curiosity.
Lucian, who was hesitating and not knowing what to do, was contemplating whether or not he should talk to her, and she passed by him and then smiled brightly.
‘Coming.’
The best sword.
The key card needed to prevent this royal family massacre.
‘We need to become friends.’
There was no need to control the first sword.
All you need is one thing.
The first sword is brought to the National Foundation Day celebration. In the original work, he is somehow kept in the palace when he does not attend the ball.
That was enough.
‘Of course it would be better to go further.’
The best scenario would have been to defeat the Guardian King with the First Sword.
Because of that, Yuder had a friendly smile on his face, but it only lasted a moment. Soon, without realizing it, he ended up making a cold expression on his face.
This is because the first sword that was striding towards Uther suddenly turned towards Cordelia.
“Truly a rose of beauty. I am Rune Proud. What is the girl’s name?”
The first sword lightly kissed the back of Cordelia’s hand and smiled softly, and Cordelia blushed slightly without realizing it.
It was not only Jeilgeom’s handsome face and sweet voice that made even the most mundane lines so wonderful, but also because it was the first time she had received such a greeting from a man other than Yuder.
‘Come to think of it, why is this your first time?’
I, too, am the daughter of a countess.
It was when Cordelia continued her Cordelia-like musings.
“My name is Jude Bayer of the House of Bayer. This is my fiancée, Miss Cordelia Chase.”
When Uder, who was standing next to Cordelia, naturally answered for her, Cordelia blinked and smiled brightly.
“I am Cordelia Chase of the House of Chase. It is an honor to meet you, Sword Saint of Light.”
Because Uder said that you absolutely must become friends with Jeilgeom.
Cordelia herself thought it had to be that way.
When Cordelia responded with a bright smile, Jeilgeom smiled brightly again, then rolled his eyes at Yuder and burst into a hearty laugh.
“Sorry, sorry. I heard the rumors too. I wanted to tease you a little, you know? Of course, Miss Cordelia is so beautiful… I really thought she was like an angel descended from heaven, so I wanted to talk to her.”
The promising candidates also laughed lightly at Jeilgeom’s words as if they found it amusing, and Yuder also laughed and thought.
‘It must be hard.’
It’s hard to become friends.
No, I think it’ll be easy to become close, but it’ll be hard to like someone.
“Haha, forgive me. The love between these two is so great that it’s even spread throughout the capital. I’m really impressed, too.”
“thank you.”
“Hahaha… Thank you.”
When Uther and Cordelia answered awkwardly one after another, Jeilgeom took a step back instead of pressing on.
As expected of a swordsman, he knew well the importance of controlling speed.
“Actually, there were many other reasons to be interested. Since it’s come to this, why don’t we start by opening the cards? Then we won’t have to go through something like today again.”
He finished his speech with a wink and turned to the prospects before Yuder and Cordelia could reply.
“Young friends, all of you gathered here are promising young swordsmen, except for Miss Cordelia. By most standards, this is a bit strange.”
At Jeilgeom’s words, several of the promising candidates let out a dumbfounded sound.
Because when I thought about it, it was true.
Those invited to the Sword Banquet were all swordsmen – and among them, only the promising ones with recognized talent.
There was no such thing as being invited just because she was the fiancée of a promising man, and the Spencer Dukes were not the type to accept uninvited guests without saying a word.
“Then why did this happen? Why was Miss Cordelia invited to the Spencer Duke’s house?”
The promising candidates looked at each other as Jeilgeom’s words focused everyone’s attention like a storyteller on the street.
Lucian’s fiancée, Lorraine, was a prosecutor.
It was said that she was also a promising swordsman who was invited to the sword banquet.
Then why Cordelia?
As the first swordsman said, why is she a magician?
“Miss Cordelia, have you started training in swordsmanship?”
When Lucas asked with wide eyes, the surrounding prospects looked at Lucas as if he was talking nonsense.
That would be the case, since Cordelia was a sorceress.
‘Is the sword banquet funny?’
‘I’ve known for a long time that Prince Lucas was a bit of a jerk, but this is a bit······.’
Everyone gave him negative looks, but Lucas was serious.
‘Because Miss Cordelia is a genius at fighting.’
It was her talent that had already been witnessed in the Witch’s Forest.
With that level of talent, it would be possible to become successful in swordsmanship as well.
“Miss Cordelia?”
“Oh, no. I haven’t learned swordsmanship yet.”
If it’s martial arts or unarmed fighting, I’m learning it from Yuder.
When Cordelia denied it, Lucas went back to his thoughts, and Jeilgeom smiled and clapped his hands, drawing everyone’s attention.
“I also want to see Miss Cordelia become a beautiful female swordswoman and be active, but that’s a story for later. First of all, there’s another reason why she was invited.”
After saying that, Jeilgeom suddenly turned to look at Yuder, and Yuder nodded.
Because I expected what Jeilgeom would say.
“Now that the parties involved have given their permission, let’s talk. Uther and Cordelia here have done a great job.
Thanks to the seven-colored candles that the two of them saved, His Excellency the Duke of Spencer was able to recover from his long-standing illness. In other words, Prince Uther and Miss Cordelia are His Excellency the Duke of Spencer’s guests.
They are also friends of Princess Darian. And, as a side note, His Excellency the Duke of Spencer is also considering personally sponsoring the two of them.”
The promising players couldn’t laugh and chatter like before because of the playful story.
A feat established by Uther and Cordelia.
Friendship with Princess Darian.
Added to this was the personal patronage of the Duke of Spencer.
The Duke of Spencer was famous for being a man who remembered neither kindness nor enmity.
Either way, it was he who had to pay back tenfold.
If Duke Spencer felt indebted to Uther and Cordelia, then the story was almost over.
‘I touched the wrong thing.’
‘Isn’t it better if it breaks?’
The promising young men of the royal road looked back at Lucian, and Lucian and Lorraine, whose faces turned pale, also had similar thoughts.
If the Duke of Spencer had killed the guest he had brought as his benefactor – if he had stabbed him in the face as he had originally planned –
“Isn’t it fortunate that Prince Yude is strong?”
The first swordsman spoke with a smile, but his eyes were not smiling.
Lucian barely nodded with a pale face, and Jeilgeom looked back at Yuder.
“Okay, it seems to be clearer now.”
“···thank you.”
When Yuder answered with a slightly tired face, Jeilgeom smiled again.
“Cornwell said that a really great talent had appeared. So I asked if he had seen the fight, and he said no, so I kicked the guy’s butt. But now I know why Cornwell said that.”
The first sword’s eyes did not smile this time either.
Intelligent-looking brown eyes set beneath dark blue pupils.
Just as Landius recognized Yuder’s talent at a glance, he also recognized Yuder’s talent.
Moreover, unlike when he faced Landius, the current Yuder had opened the door and had completely transformed.
“I can’t believe that he was groaning like a snail just half a year ago.”
The first swordsman, who spoke as if he was talking to himself, spread his arms wide as if he was the first to do so before Uder and Cordelia could respond, then turned around in an exaggerated manner and continued speaking.
“Anyway, the Sword Banquet is just beginning. The Sword Banquet was originally intended to broaden the horizons of young promising players. Don’t waste your time on useless things, and focus on gaining as much as you can from the tournament tomorrow. Do you understand?”
“Yes! I understand!”
“I accept the words of the First Sword.”
As the promising players answered with a loud voice, albeit somewhat discordantly, Jeilgeom, satisfied, looked back at Yuder.
“Thanks to His Majesty the Duke’s recovery… This is the first sword banquet in years. Furthermore, this time, nobles from all over the country have gathered thanks to the National Foundation Day celebration. In terms of scale, this is probably the largest sword banquet in history. That’s why I heard they’ve prepared some great tournament prizes.”
It wasn’t just the promising young talents in this place who attended this sword banquet.
There were some prospects who had yet to arrive, and others who were resting in their rooms instead of enjoying a tea party.
“It’s such a good item that I want it too, and it’s not just the first prize, so don’t give up in advance. Got it?”
“Yes! I understand!”
First Sword nodded as if satisfied with the answers coming in a more unified beat than before, then looked at Yuder again and spoke.
“See you tomorrow, Super Rookie.”
“See you tomorrow.”
“See you tomorrow.”
As Uther and Cordelia responded reflexively, Jeilgeom smiled again and turned around to leave the garden.
He was a man of light, but he gave off a more whirlwind vibe.
‘This is crazy.’
‘I know.’
Uther and Cordelia looked at each other briefly and the tea party came to a close amidst the chaos.
And that night.
All the promising candidates attending the sword banquet gathered together for dinner.
It was a truly luxurious event worthy of the name banquet, but everyone except for a few promising prospects with big appetites ate just enough and returned to their rooms.
This is because I was nervous about the tournament between promising players that would begin tomorrow, which could be called the highlight of the Sword Banquet.
“Then I’ll see you tomorrow.”
After greeting Lucas, Uther and Cordelia headed straight to their quarters like everyone else and finished bathing with the help of the maids.
So after eating and bathing.
The two maids politely bowed before Uther and Cordelia, who had even changed into their pajamas.
“Good night.”
“Uh… You two sleep well too.”
The maids, who were perfectly polite as expected of a duke’s maids, smiled softly at Cordelia’s greeting and quietly left the room.
And a few seconds.
The door closed with a bang, leaving only Uther and Cordelia in the room.
Sitting side by side on a large sofa.
‘What is this, what is this atmosphere?’
I ate well and even took a warm bath, so now all I have to do is sleep.
Just say good night like you always do and go to bed.
It was strange.
Strangely, my mouth did not open.
Why is that?
Why is that?
No, why is it so awkward in the first place?
It’s not the first time we’ve been alone together.
Even in the wild lands, I slept in the same room every day, even on my way to the royal capital.
Cordelia swallowed dryly without realizing it, and Uther responded to her sound.
“Cordelia.”
“Huh? Oh, huh?”
Cordelia answered flusteredly, looked back at Uther, and realized why she was feeling awkward.
Because something like that happened today.
Because there was an issue that was too big to just pass over.
Cordelia looked at Uther’s cheek.
As always, her cheeks were smooth and white. Thanks to her transformation, her skin was clear and transparent, like a baby’s skin.
Our lips touched there.
How did it feel?
I couldn’t remember well.
And then, as if on fire, a hot sensation came to me.
The lips of the yudder.
And Cordelia’s own forehead.
‘Ughhhh······.’
What on earth was Yuder thinking?
Cordelia herself had to support Uther. She had to live up to other people’s expectations.
Well, there must have been various reasons, but why on earth did Yuder do that?
Impulsively?
To show off to others that we are so in love?
‘ah.’
It was just a landmine.
Dear Sirani.
We’re not that kind of relationship.
We’re not that close yet.
Cordelia’s head began to heat up, and she once again continued to daydream without even knowing what she was saying.
Why is that?
Why did you kiss my forehead?
Could it be that, as I briefly thought during the day, Uther likes Cordelia herself?
‘Should I just… ask?’
If you don’t want to say anything, just look at me and I’ll be fine.
Then I will understand it perfectly and give you an answer.
‘But what if I say no?’
Is there anything more ridiculous in the world than that?
‘That’s right, it’s none other than Yuder.’
How much did we tease each other every time the rankings were revealed?
It was obvious that the teasing would continue on a daily basis.
‘Ugh… Is there no way?’
There is some way to check.
A way to catch a feeling that feels like a feeling!
‘Should we try again?’
Maybe if we try it one more time we’ll know?
But with what excuse?
‘Well, sleep well?’
It seems like an irrational number.
This doesn’t seem right.
“Cordelia.”
Something different, something more natural······.
“Cordelia.”
“omg?!”
Right in front of your nose.
Cordelia, startled by Uther’s face that was approaching her, took a big step back, and Uther spoke with a worried look on his face.
“Are you okay? Your face is red.”
“Huh? Uh… Yeah. It’s okay. Haha, I just got a little feverish.”
Cordelia smiled awkwardly, thinking that since she had already opened her mouth, she would say good night and quickly escape to the bedroom.
But the problem was meeting Yuder’s eyes.
Uther, who had figured out Cordelia’s thoughts, smiled and started a new game.
“Cordelia.”
“huh?”
“Would you mind picking my ears for me after a long time?”
“Huh? Right now?”
“Oh, now. And it’s still a little early for you. I have to talk about the First Sword. And of course, there’s also the Sword Banquet that’s going to happen tomorrow.”
“That’s right.”
The reason I came here in the first place was to make contact with Jeilgeom.
“You said the tournament prizes were great? I’m looking forward to it. Since it’s a sword banquet, I guess it’ll be sword-related? What swords were there that were related to the Spencer Dukes?”
When Cordelia, whose game brain had started working, spoke with enthusiasm instead of shyness, Uther couldn’t help but laugh. After all, it was Cordelia after all.
“Anyway, I have a favor to ask.”
“Hmm, okay. Because I promised.”
Cordelia answered coolly, used her telekinesis to retrieve the bag on the table, and took out her earplugs.
He patted his thigh until it made a thud-thud sound, then said:
“Please lie down.”
“Yes, ma’am.”
Uther answered right away, lying down on his side and resting his head on Cordelia’s legs.
A posture that has been taken several times already, a posture that is so familiar that it is almost familiar.
But today was a little different.
Not only Cordelia, but even Uther felt that way.
That’s why the subtle atmosphere was created.
Something that cannot be simply expressed as awkward.
Uther and Cordelia swallowed at the same time.
Without anyone saying anything, they opened their lips to say something.
And that was the moment.
“It’s really dripping with honey, dripping. I want to stab it.”
A muffled voice was heard from behind.
Uther and Cordelia, who had been focusing on each other, looked back in surprise, and Uther jumped up from his seat and took a fighting stance.
The one sitting in front of those two people.
A red-haired woman wearing the utmost polite maid uniform of the Spencer Dukes, but somehow possessing a strangely sexy aura.
“Scarlett?!”
Cordelia said in surprise, and Scarlett grabbed Cordelia’s cheek and said, tugging at her cheek as she caught her off guard.
“Yeah, Pink Bomb. It’s Scarlett.”
Why is she here?
No, how did you know that Cordelia was a pink bomb in the first place?
Even Uther could not hide his surprise, and Cordelia was so shocked that she could not even think of what to do with her cheek.
That’s why Scarlett felt deeply satisfied.
He said with a mischievous smile.
“Because I’m the Log Master.”
Still a candidate though.
She laughed again and began to tell her story, squeezing Cordelia’s cheek.
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< Chapter 59 - The Feast of Swords #4 > End
