episode_0247

Frien’s matriarch, Glenn Frien.

Caught tying things up haphazardly. Dressed in shabby clothes. When I first saw him, I thought he was a beggar, but when I met him, I couldn’t even think of the word beggar.

Golden eyes that don’t seem to belong to humans.

At first glance, you may be tempted to be friendly with it because of its sad eyes, but if you face it for a long time, you end up feeling like a prey standing in front of a wild beast.

That is why Glenn Frien meets alone with the emperor behind tight security.

Even Viktor, the most powerful man in the empire, sends shivers down his spine when he looks into his eyes, so I wonder if the guards who were dealing with him in front of the main gate must be appalled.

…But this is largely thanks to her two childhood friends. Glenn’s golden eyes looked exactly like Lucia’s and were familiar, and his thick eyes resembled Victor’s dearest man, so he couldn’t dislike them at all.

“Hmm, it suits you well.”

Victor gazed at Glenn with a satisfied smile. He, who had been kneeling a moment ago, was groping his chest, and every time he did so, the insignia symbolizing the imperial family flashed blue light.

“Is that so?”

“Of course. As expected, it’s much better than before, probably because the original version is good.”

“Um…”

Glenn changed into his uniform and looked around his body. Rotate your shoulders widely, and try sitting and standing up in succession. Rather than checking the fit of the clothes, the action seemed more like checking whether they were appropriate for the upcoming activity.

“…If you swing the knife once, it will explode.”

Glenn said, looking down at the emperor who was much smaller than me.

“Do knights of the empire fight wearing things like this?”

“Of course you wear armor when fighting.”

“Hmm, that’s because the guards who were showing hostility just now were wearing similar clothes.”

“Isn’t it just a stomachache? In the end, it is the guard captain who moves in an emergency situation. He’s prepared for a proper fight. Didn’t you see it too?”

“It certainly seems like that was the case.”

Glenn rubbed his clean chin and smiled.

“I thought you were fighting wearing cumbersome clothes like this too. But I’m glad it wasn’t.”

“That can’t be possible.”

Victor, who was also laughing, took a step away and looked at Glenn.

‘I think it would look good on Shiron, right?’

Only the hair color and eyes were different, and Glenn looked completely shorn of his hair. No, is it the opposite? It would be more accurate to say that Siron resembles Glenn.

“Then what should I do next?”

Glenn fixed the holy sword, Rigil, that had been placed on the floor.

” After tidying up my appearance, changing into my uniform, and completing the knighthood ceremony.”

“Hmm, would you like to at least spray some perfume? There are a few things the imperial family has in store…”

“If spraying perfume is a knight’s duty, I’d like to quit right away.”

Whenever I ask to be made an article, I clearly say that I will quit right away.

A very capricious claim. It was quite a rude thing to do in front of the emperor, but Viktor nodded as if he didn’t really care.

“Do you want me to send you to the battlefield?”

“That’s right. But it doesn’t have to be a battlefield. A place where I can demonstrate my power is enough. And I think it would be even better if it was something ‘only I’ could do.”

“This is something only you can do…”

“To put it more simply, there is probably no swordsman stronger than me on the continent. I have never lost since we crossed swords.”

“It’s ironic that such a proud person falls under someone else.”

Glenn tilted his head and looked at Victor, who smiled.

“Why are you smiling? If you think what I’m saying is false, you can prove it right now.”

“It’s not like that.”

“What?”

“Such a proud person. That’s because I don’t understand the idea of willingly putting yourself under someone.”

“…But I heard that your brother is also working for the empire. While I was here, I heard rumors about the Empire’s First Sword. Isn’t that such a strange thing?”

More than 20 years ago. I could hear the story of my older brother, who ran out of the castle during the head of the family inauguration ceremony and never saw his face even a few times, all the way here to the imperial palace.

“That’s not the story.”

“Then?”

“I heard that even when circumstances made Sir Hugo his own person, Sir Hugo never bowed his head to anyone.”

“…”

“It means that I did not fall under someone else of my own will.”

“…I just needed someone to lead me. It’s not that I don’t like being under someone else.”

Glenn sighed and unclenched his fists. At some point, the hands that had been exerting strength had deep fingernail marks.

‘that’s interesting. The appearance is the same as Siron, but the inside is similar to Lucia.’

Victor also clearly saw the traces. The apparent mental confusion left her with many emotions.

“Okay then. I would like to ask you to deal with the man who is coming here now.”

Among the comments was also about Glenn’s treatment. How can you ignore the continent’s best swordsman asking you to use him? Viktor waved his hand toward the open door of the throne room even though he had not been specifically ordered to do so.

‘There are a lot of easy-going customers today.’

Siron Prien. A black-haired friend approached me with a graceful step. Glenn raised an eyebrow at the emperor’s 180-degree change in attitude.

“It arrived sooner than expected? Still, I thought I would rest at home for a few days.”

“Can we talk about work later? Because I’m a bit busy.”

“…Anything.”

Siron, who looked exactly like Glenn in terms of height and face, passed by Victor. Victor, who took a step back, felt that the atmosphere of the father-son reunion was not very friendly.

“Matriarch.”

Siron never called Glenn father.

“Let’s go home. My family is waiting.”

“…Family? All you had to do was mention your older brother. I can’t say that my relationship with you is very good.”

“Isn’t Yuma a member of the family? What about the guardians of the Dawn Castle?”

“You are.”

“Of course I go… I’m a member of my father’s family!”

“…”

“Let’s go. Victor is also a busy person with a lot to do. I don’t have time to leisurely deal with you.”

Siron pulled Glenn’s hand and stared at Victor.

“Right? Victor.”

“No, I’m fine…”

“What? I can’t hear very well.”

“…Keuhum. Now that I think about it, it seems like I’m busy? My father came to visit me while I was giving the afternoon sermon, so I think you came at the right time.”

“Right? Well, I’ll come back later and see you then. I was rude a lot today.”

Siron patted Viktor on the shoulder and hurried his steps. Victor sighed as he watched Siron roughly leave the throne room.

As for the dawn of Prien, Viktor is aware of its existence through a small amount of documentation, but now that the eldest brother and second brother have been dethroned, the entire related department has disappeared. Victor knew his friend’s personality, so he didn’t even take the trouble to find out.

However, I couldn’t help but pay attention to the complicated family life that was revealed on the surface.

‘Maybe it’s because I grew up under Sir Hugo, but I always hesitated to call him father.’

You may think this is pointless nonsense, but Victor also has an unusual family history. So I couldn’t help but be interested in the misaligned relationship between father and son.

*

“Did Yuma order it?”

Inside a running carriage. Glenn said with his eyes fixed outside the window. Shiron sighed heavily and rested his chin as he stared at Glenn.

“What is that sharp reaction? Did you ever fight with Yuma?”

“…If leaving the castle on your own and not returning was a fight, then it can be said that you fought.”

“You didn’t fight.”

“…”

“Yuma didn’t order it. He said I stopped him from even going to see my father.”

In short, it was a dogmatism of poetry.

As soon as Siron heard of Glenn’s location, he prepared to go to the imperial castle. Yuma was horrified and suggested he think again, but since he knew where he was, why couldn’t he go catch a middle-aged man who ran away from home?

Glenn’s eyes widened as if he had heard an unexpected answer.

“Why? Do you think I’m lying?”

“…There must be a reason for Yuma to visit you. This is a guy who doesn’t even come out of the castle for fear of interfering with the secular world and twisting providence. I probably didn’t leave the castle just to see your face.”

“I’ll tell you exactly.”

Siron straightened his back and stared at Glenn.

“Yuma was worried about his father.”

“Me?”

“Yes. I heard that you have been skipping meals for a while… and that you have gone to the devil’s palace a few times to drink.”

Yuma stopped Shiron and told him many stories. He also said that it was heartbreaking to see him wandering around as if he had lost his purpose, as if he were seeing his old self. It seemed like a milestone had been reached at the end of his wandering actions, so he told everyone that he didn’t feel comfortable blocking Glenn’s path.

Yuma’s voice was wet as he told Glenn’s story.

The devil shed tears because he was worried about the safety of humans.

This doesn’t make sense.

This is especially true for humans who are no better than tools, who have spent their entire lives seeking revenge.

“Why did you run away from home?”

Since he knew Yuma’s situation at least roughly, Shiron had no choice but to take action immediately. There was no hesitation when I asked Glenn.

“Are you shocked to learn that Prien is not a descendant of a warrior?”

There was no hesitation in taking out the card. Glenn opened his eyes and stood up.

“Is it the power of prophecy?”

“It can’t be.”

“Then…”

“Yuma told me. You are asking me the favor of a lifetime.”

The one-horned devil.

The woman I saw before leaving the house could not possibly be considered a devil. Although she hid her horns in order to function in the human world, at least in Siron’s opinion, Yuma was a woman with warmer maternal love than anyone else.

“What favor do you ask me…”

Glenn couldn’t meet Siron’s eyes directly. Until now, he had never acted like a father, nor had we even spoken to him a few times. Glenn was even more unfamiliar with poetry than Lucia.

“Find the meaning of life and soothe it.”

“…”

“Not only my father, but everyone in Yeomyeongseong.”

The carriage stopped. I opened the door myself and looked at the front door of the mansion. Eldrina and… Lucia were there. Lucia saw Glenn get off the carriage and hid behind Eldrina.

“I don’t know if that’s even a request, but would you like to eat together first?”

“Umm…”

Glenn’s eyes widened as he looked at Lucia.