Elf Slave Knight 294

Chapter 294 – 294. Blade Hidden in Fragments (2)

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The Elf Maid informed Heinkel that the 11th seat of the Liberia Elf Country’s warrior leader, ‘Liana Reinhold’, was requesting a meeting.

I don’t know why she asked to meet me,
She dared to ask for an audience with the Sword Saint, Reinhilder, despite his rudeness.

“The maid has gone to inform, so she will be back soon.”

The drawing room of Valencia Castle.

In the drawing room, not only Liana,
A silver-haired man the same color as Liana was sitting on the couch with her anguished expression on her face.

She lowered her head, covering her mouth with both hands. It was as if he had mixed emotions in his heart, and it seemed that tears filled with emotion would pour out of his reddened eyes any moment.

“That, the Sword Saint is finally coming back… !”

The silver-haired man sitting on the sofa in the parlor with Liana was her father.

Benbeth Reinhold.
The reason why Liana asked her to meet with the Sword Saint Linehilder, who had only seen her face once in the kingdom of Valois, was her father’s strong desire.

‘Grandpa, Father…. Finally, I will meet the hero of the Reinhold family.’

A hero who became the origin of the surname ‘Reinhold’ passed down from his great-grandfather. A human male who saved the elves of the continent who crossed over to the Liberia Peninsula with the first priest.

Benbes saved his grandfather from the brink of death, and also to meet the family hero who saved his father so that he could be born into the world… He had come all the way to Valencia Castle to express his gratitude.

“You asked me to meet you, Reinhold?”

The door opened and a middle-aged human male appeared.

Benves, who witnessed this,
His legs gave way and he fell to his knees as if he had lost his balance.

Leaning on the floor with his two hands, he trembled as if he would set an extreme example of fighting spirit. He bowed his head to the benefactor who saved the lives of his grandfather and his father in the form of a confidant who met his old master.

“Reinhold’s Benbeth dares to meet the swordsman.”

Heinkel, who had come into the drawing room, opened his mouth after seeing Ben Bass treating him politely as he knelt down.

“Benbethra…. Then you… He must be Areth’s son.”
“Yes that’s right… !”
“To think that the infant who was babbling in my arms would become an inspiration to have a grown-up son and granddaughter.”

In response to Heinkel talking about his father, Ben Bass nodded in succession.

Right! It must have been!

This man, this man!

It must be the hero of the elves who dared to use the great name that our Reinhold family had been waiting for so long!

“Meet the Sword Saint!”

Liana, who had been listening to the conversation between her father and Heinkel right in front of her, also hurriedly knelt on the floor and bowed her head to the benefactor who saved her great-grandfather’s and her grandfather’s lives.

Liana couldn’t have known either.
It was because her father had been listening to her since she was a child.

It tells the story of a hero who rescued his great-grandfather and great-grandmother from demons and monsters who crossed over to the Liberia Peninsula to escape the oppression and oppression of the humans, and helped the great-grandmother who was pregnant at the time to give birth to her grandfather safely.

‘Ah, I thought the story my father told me was real, not a bluff… !’

It was only natural that she looked startled, as Liana had always thought that the hero in her father’s story was a fictional character.

The hero who saved the elves who came to the Liberia Peninsula with the first priest was a human oath.
He was also a benefactor who saved his great-grandfather and grandfather, and a human who became a member of the Reinhold surname.

“First, sit on the sofa. Because it seems like we have a lot to talk about.”
“Yes, I understand.”

At Heinkel’s beckoning, Benbes and Liana, who were kneeling on the parlor floor covered with red carpets, sat down on the sofa again.

Heinkel looked at the Reinhold couple sitting next to each other on the sofa and opened her mouth again.

“I’m glad you seem to be doing well. Velod, Kirin and Aret… And Ben Beth and Liana. I am glad to hear that you, the Reinhold clan, who begged for my name, are living peacefully on this land.”

Because of a long-standing relationship,
Heinkel smiled softly, perhaps because he was glad that he could remember her long past through the relationship he met.

Upon learning that the old hero remembered all the names of his grandfather and grandmother, and the name of his father, Benves bowed his head in tears as if he could not hold back his emotions.

“Bellod and Kirin must have left in the end according to the prescribed order, but Aret is still alive, right?”
“… He passed away 10 years ago.”
“Is it.”

The infant I met then also,
Upon hearing that he had departed from the world according to the established order, Heinkel let out a sad sigh.

“My father strongly hoped to see the Sword Saint again at least once in his lifetime. I am fortunate to have made that wish come true for me.”
“Sorry. I was too indifferent to you guys.”
“Oh, no… ! I’m sure my father never resented the Sword Saint.”

Looking at her father with her weak expression on her sword and her father with a deep emotion, Liana stayed in her seat, listening to the conversation.

Meanwhile,
As Heinkel glanced at Lianna for her, she asked Ben Vess.

“Surely your grandfather and father had no ties to the martial arts… Your daughter seems to be very good at martial arts.”
“Riana is my pride.”

Unlike her ancestors, who were ordinary men with no qualifications in their martial arts, Liana excelled in her swordsmanship from an early age, and she demonstrated her mettle as an elf to rise to the rank of her warrior chief. Threw up

A genius of the sword born in the Bumbu clan,
Even though she excelled in swordsmanship, Heinkel couldn’t spare his admiration for Liana’s hidden potential.

“I dare to ask the benefactor of the Reinhold clan… , Can I ask for one thing?”
“Of course. You don’t have to worry about it.”
“Make my daughter her servant! And I dare you to ask… , Please give my daughter a chance to study under the Sword Saint.”
“Well….”

As she closed her eyes,
Heinkel swallowed his saliva for a moment, perhaps embarrassed by Benbes’s request.

She vowed not to accept disciples.

She decided that she would not take anyone as her disciple except Yushin Gilead.

She was to prevent the tragedy of Shangjan, where her disciples, whom she taught, might fight each other.

‘It would be unreasonable to reject the request of the Reinhold clan who have waited for me for a long time for three generations…. But that doesn’t mean she can’t cancel her decision to never accept disciples again….’

When Heinkel drooled and showed signs of trouble, Liana, who had been silent for a while, opened her mouth.

“Boo, please! I know it’s just selfish coercion, but…. I want to fulfill the long-cherished wish of the clan to repay the grace received from the swordsman.”
“I know you want to return the favor to me, but you don’t have to go that far.”

At Heinkel’s answer, Benbes opened his mouth again.

“But my grandfather and my father… Until the end of his life, he spoke in return for the grace he received from the Sword Saint.”
“Whoa.”

As if there was no room for compromise,
Heinkel recalled his grandfather from Benves’ stubborn appearance.

The stubborn side is the same.

Even the moment we said goodbye, I shed tears of gratitude, saying that I would repay the kindness I received.

For a moment, Heinkel recalled the silver-haired elf man from the long past. He sighed as he looked at Ben Bass, who stubbornly insisted while pressing his temples, and Liana, who had a resolute expression like her father.

‘Looks like a virgin who hasn’t been married, but I want my daughter to be her attendant…. I’m grateful for the willingness to repay the kindness you’ve given me, but I want you to consider the other person’s point of view.’

With her arms crossed,
Heinkel, who showed a thoughtful reaction, looked up and said to Benves and Riana, as if he had a good idea.

“I have decided not to have any more disciples. Even if you are a servant, not a disciple, you cannot break a decision once made. However….”

In time, Heinkel began to explain to the Reinholds how he could learn his swordsmanship without teaching him himself.

* * *

The enemy of ten thousand demons,
There were countless numbers of people chasing the demon king.

This was the case with countless swordsmen on the continent burning with ambition to obtain the title of Demon Lord Slayer, and adventurers who recklessly explored to uncover the secrets under the shadows of the six Demon Lords.

However, a very unusual and heterogeneous entity was involved among the people who were chasing after Savnak, the demon lord of the heat wave.

“Princess, it seems that there is no more news that Savnak has appeared in Liberia’s elves.”
“Fuck. Where did this bitch disappear to?”

At the report of a man wearing a black hood, a woman with reddish dark blonde hair up to her waist spat out abusive language with a ferocious voice.

Biting her nails,
He burned his hatred towards the red-haired demon lord.

A woman in a rococo dress with a lot of frills kept urging her men, her golden eyes sparkling with splendor.

“If that bitch is sane, she can’t stay in the country of the elves who consider her their enemy. That’s why you wouldn’t have the southern continent. You must be in this country!”

The woman, who was called ‘Princess’ by the man in the black hood, asserted that Savnak must be hiding in this country, the Kingdom of Valois.

Then she stretched out both of her hands.
A dazzling golden glow emanated from her outstretched hands in the air, forming a magic formula.

Bum hunt. It is a magic that instantly detects even the smallest traces and tracks the target stored in the spell. The woman followed the traces of Savnak in Maherit, the capital of the Valois kingdom.

‘I’m sure the skein continues to be caught….’

A tiny skein of thread caught in the pinky finger.

Obviously, that bitch is in this country.
It must be hiding in the gutter like a rat, hiding its true identity.

I thought that the handsome heat wave would lose its place and become a rat hovering around.
It’s funny.
When I met her, I felt like I wanted to laugh at her, calling her a ‘slut-like bitch’.

“Brother, I’m sorry…. I think it will take a little longer.”

Women, said Laurel Daupe.

At her sister’s apology, her brother, Maximilian Dauppe, shook her head.

“The way… Have….”
“Way?”

Laurel tilted her head at her brother Maximilian’s answer.

Do you have a way?
I couldn’t find it even though I used all the tracking techniques.

It was hard to believe her brother’s answer that there was a way even though her exit was blocked by an invisible maze, but Laurel, who sincerely trusted and respected her brother, convinced her that there was a way. Listened to the words of

“The heatwave, the magic core….”

Maximilian said while making a boiling sound.

As if she had come up with an answer to those words,
Laurel nodded her head as she smiled in contemplation.

“Aha!”

No further explanation is needed.

Because our dope brother and sister, the demon king of tyranny, have always been of one mind, one heart, one heart.

We were able to understand each other’s hearts.
It was a whole body born of the same parents, an individual divided into two, yet a single body.