Chapter 41 – 4. Gynecology and Rare Earths (1)
It’s a crazy world.
I don’t know how things got to this point. It could have been just riding a certain flow and becoming that way. Because the capricious spirit of the original era can never be known unless it is a person living in the next generation.
The wise god’s owl only spreads its wings when dusk falls. That’s why, in the eyes of Nogisa of Dongto, justice was nothing more than a good excuse.
“It is clear that Madame Lemoyn has lost her mind! Who, the Marquis, has fought for all his life, dare to ally with them?”
“Kamag has been a people without discipline since ancient times. I don’t think these barbaric strangers are seriously considering improving relations with us.”
“The rebellion of the vice-count and the four barons is too sudden. The fact that it ended without us even having time to participate is also true. This is my personal opinion, but I am very concerned that some foreign force may be intervening in the frozen land.”
Mathieu Peltier, the knight who had roamed the cold land the longest, closed his eyes. At the checkpoint in front of the citadel, his party, who were confronting the issue of returning weapons, was feeling increasingly annoyed at the sudden news of the soldier who went to report the situation.
“Sir Peltier, say something. You can’t stay still like this, can you? How many years has it been since the Marquis died, and does your wife see government affairs like this?”
The number of knights gathered at the table was close to thirty. Among the knights who served in the Marquis, all those who were in charge of the fortress and the suburbs of Abre were gathered. The leader was, of course, Mathieu, a man who had been serving since his ancestors’ predecessors.
An old man with impressive gray hair and eyebrows. Muscles that don’t match their age his, and armor that’s too old and the color is peeling off. And even the unusualness that can be felt at a glance.
“Let’s say you’re all right.”
Mathieu, who was sitting on a large rock and was resting on his chin, opened his mouth. The soldiers who were at a loss, not knowing what to do against their superiors, and the knights who glared at them fiercely to relieve their anger drew attention at once.
“What say do we who have done nothing in Corbin’s revolt have any say?”
“It was force majeure! Doesn’t the Lord know that a sit-in was the answer as the numbers were clearly outnumbered!”
“You’re right. Yeah, I didn’t expect even your baron to join the rebellion, but strictly speaking, that’s not our business as knights. It is a matter that the wife should have considered.”
The two relatively young knights responded in turn. Mathieu frowned slightly and nodded. Because it wasn’t wrong. In the first place, he, who had been recovering for a while in Saint-Buch due to health problems, also doubted his ears when he heard the news of the conspiracy between the vice-count and the four barons.
“Of course, the traitors of the frozen land are the five retainers, including Kovin. That fact is beyond doubt. But wasn’t it your wife who handed over the army to the vice-count in the first place?”
“Nobles are just nobles. The masters of war are our knights. If your wife continues to make misjudgments while forgetting that fact, how can you forget her advice to her?”
Certainly, like the vice-count, it is up to the ruler, the lord, to notice any signs of rebellion by his vassals. So Mathieu Peltier was in agony at this moment. While both the knight and the lord failed to fulfill their roles, they wondered if they would be able to regain trust in each other.
“You have to change. First, we must drive the Camag envoys back out of the snowfields and leave allies behind. Second, we need to abolish the Sea Prosecution Order so that even non-duty drivers can always prepare for injustice. Thirdly, we have to dig up that bastard knight from the center.”
One of the courtiers’ young knights appealed in a powerful voice. Others shouted loudly that it was indeed right. For the soldiers who sent the news and remained at the checkpoint, it was to the point of death. After all, it was like a group of men who could be called the masters of war, fully armed.
I was very worried that this might lead to a second rebellion.
“Are you talking about the hero of Limousin by the knight?”
“Who else is there? Dior, a famous house in the center, is a family that listens to the sound of the wise king’s guard dog, but no matter how you look at it, isn’t it a picture of the center trying to gulp the Marquis with him as the vanguard?”
“Lord Dupuy is right. We’ll have to figure out the details later, but I think we need to look into the context in which the vice-count and four barons rebelled.”
Mathieu clicked his tongue. It is true that he, too, did not like the behavior of the Marquis Marquis. However, that did not mean that she could enter the citadel where she was staying with thirty knights fully armed.
Because that was on a completely different level.
So, if possible, this protest should end on an accidental level. It would be appropriate if the soldier who had just sent the news gave permission to come in armed, or if not, these bloody men decided to take a step back and went to argue with their bare hands.
“Can you afford it? Speaking of Dior’s Romuald, he is the best swordsman among knights.”
“It’s not that I have n’t heard of his prestige. However, even if Amman’s individual performance is excellent, it is a different story from being active in the real battle. Above all, we are not against him. I’m just trying to point out a questionable corner.”
“Sir Peltier, what are you hesitating about?”
“We are ready. Now, all that remains is your courage.”
“… Hmm.”
Mathieu, lost in thought with his chin still on his chin, openly fidgeted with the hilt of his sword. His loyalty to Lemoang Dongto and the Marquis is unchanging. And that’s probably the same for the articles here.
The problem is the intention of Oriane, Lemoang’s wife.
I dare not compare to the dead Marquis, but she has led the land well for the past few years. But why do these alterations happen continuously? Also, why do you choose to take an adventure that puts the previous steps to shame?
Unfortunately, I didn’t have much time to think. It was because the soldier who had left the fort’s porch was returning through the snowy eyes. Mathieu stood up, using the sword in his scabbard as a staff. Her eyes narrowed as she fixed her gaze on the soldier approaching.
“… ?”
However, there was one strange thing. Besides the messenger who had gone to convey our wish to enter and exit armed, someone had appeared at the front door. With as many as 10 soldiers, all of them were fully equipped with equipment while riding horses.
Mathieu tilted her head. The other knights were also dumbfounded. They probably didn’t intend to subdue themselves with that. It actually did.
“Sir Peltier, I have conveyed the demands you have made to your wife!”
The soldier at the checkpoint, who acted as a messenger, shouted and ran. In the meantime, the eleven soldiers, who seemed to be on other missions, grabbed the horse’s reins and started running.
Damn dag dag dag dag.
The shattering horse’s hooves soon drew closer. He overtook the messenger, passed the knights in front, and finally passed all the knights in the rear, including Mathieu. Only the few who drew their swords just in case were very embarrassed.
“What kind of bastards are those again?”
Fabien Dupuy, the young knight, fired as if it were ridiculous. He, who was one of those who hurriedly drew his sword his, spat out curses as if he was embarrassed.
‘He was a friend I’d seen a lot…’
Mathieu was lost in thought. It was because, unlike Fabian, he caught it clearly. The fact that it was the soldier under my command who stood at the forefront of the ranks of the steeds that were rushing forward.
‘The name must have been Antoine…’
The northern chief never forgets his comrades. Even if he it is a subordinate. He could n’t understand the situation in front of his eyes, so he waited for a reply from the soldier who belatedly approached them.
“Sorry for being late, Sir.”
“It took a lot of work to get there.”
“It took some time because your wife is very busy with her official duties to her.”
“Okay, what did you say?”
“You expressed regret. Other than that, he didn’t say anything else.”
It was more of a boring answer than I thought. If you translate it, it means that you won’t stop it. It was also implied that they believed in the loyalties of the Marquis including me, the so-called Knights.
“It sounds like you’re saying you won’t stop it if you insist on doing it.”
“It doesn’t look like this either. What would a knight do to disobey the will of his lord?”
“Hmm, maybe your wife has something in mind too.”
That’s why the morale of the knights who had just been dissatisfied had softened even more. After all, which ruler of this continent will tolerate dissatisfied forces who will come armed to their homes?
“Come now? It’s too late!”
“I agree. And what if all this is deception?”
“But Lord Dupuy, Madame Lemoang does not like slander.”
“Isn’t that something you don’t know?”
“How! It is absurd that the lord shows his trust his first and does not reciprocate as a knight!”
Naturally, a crack occurred between the 30 knights who had been united.
“Refrain from the word! The master of this Fabian Dupuy is only Gerard Lemoant!”
“That’s right, we’re just serving his wife in accordance with his wishes!”
At the same time as Madame Lemoang’s soft statement, opinions were exactly divided.
‘Hmm, it can’t be helped.’
Mathieu stroked his chin. In this case, there are usually two outcomes.
Either it’s completely torn, or it doesn’t work either.
From the perspective of the oldest knight in the frozen land, it was clearly the latter in a case like today.
“Everybody stop.”
Finally, unable to bear it, he opened his mouth. Anyway, the old knight’s position was that if it was an alliance with the Camag Tribal Alliance, it would not be very reliable. Even if he did n’t know about abolishing the Haegomryeong, he had to listen to any answer from his wife her, who was trying to completely overturn the direction of the territory established by her ancestors her for generations.
If it’s the wrong way, I’ll give you advice, even at the cost of my life. Because the existence of a knight exists for that reason.
“Take your swords. I am going to see my wife like this.”
Mathieu said as he fastened the hilt to his waist. Then, the knights who had been arguing loudly widened their eyes and mumbled, and only after meeting his sharp gaze he began to follow one by one.
“Never pull it out in the citadel. We’re talking straight, not rebelling.”
“Ancient!”
“The sound is low, okay!”
“Yeah!”
Those who shouted for the sky to leave followed the Marquis’ Noh Knight. In this way, knights in their 30s, led by the soldier who had served the longest in the frozen land, advanced toward the entrance to the fortress and the front door.
Cheeks, Cheeks.
The sound of the armor meshing, like thousands of ironclads moving, was very daunting. Soon after entering the castle walls and moving toward the office where the wife was staying, they found someone far away in the hallway.
A large scar across the face. The attire was impressive with a wavy carpenter that would be worn by aristocrats. Also, in his hand was the sword of the male Marquis Baek, whom they had sworn to follow in the past.
“Nice to meet you, knights of the frozen land.”
“Who are you?”
Mathieu asked. It was a meaningless ritual. Because he knew at least who the man in front of me was.
“I am Romuald Dior, the knight of Madame Lemoyn.”
Rom introduced himself. It was just as Nogisa expected. Fabian and several young knights exclaimed. One after another, he chanted modifiers referring to him.
“The hero of Limousin!”
“Dior’s invincible knight!”
However, despite such a heavy title, Rom, who had a friendly smile on his face his, was stunned.
“As you all know, behind this is the office of the Marquis Marquis and the living space for the Lady of the North, who is the Winter Seat of the North. Therefore, those who wish to pass through this corridor from now on must disarm.”
“Why are you guys blocking my way to my wife!”
Sure enough, Fabian, Sir Dupuy, who was full of blood, shouted. Rom laughed and pulled out the sword in his hand and plunged it into the ground. Contrary to what others thought he was going to do, he threw pebbles all over the place.
And, dig!
“Kek!”
Kang! The knight Fabian, who was wearing a steel helmet, let out a ridiculous scream and collapsed. The fact that a stone was attached to the distorted forehead his made me guess the cause.
“… !”
It was rom He literally threw a stone fastball and knocked out the seasoned knight with a single blow. He then repeated the same with those who argued or shouted at the action with resentment.
“Look, Lord Dior!”
Kang!
“What kind of bullshit…!”
Kang!
“No, just listen to us… !”
Kang!
“Wait a minute! I didn’t say anything… !”
Kang!
So, all that was left was Mathieu and other real men of old age. Even though they were old, they were strong people who could chase and catch a flying stone with their eyes. Rom, scattering the pebbles in his hand on the floor and drawing his sword again, opened his mouth.
“Does anyone want more?”
“… It doesn’t seem like there right now.”
The old knight replied with a bitter smile. As he said, those who remained were not idiots who couldn’t even grasp the opponent’s skills like fallen idiots.
