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“I learned a lot.”

The shape of a man visible as the storm clears.

Although he had lost to the girl he had treated as his daughter not long ago, Glenn’s voice was extremely calm.

Was it because it was just sparring? Because it was a prank without an attempt on life?

“As expected, it’s Kylie.”

“…Didn’t you remember to call me Lucia?”

no.

This is because the nature of the girl he was dealing with was so special that Glenn took defeat for granted. Lucia picked up the sword that had fallen on the ground and approached Glenn.

“Yes. Even though you still have Kylie’s memories, you said you would live as a girl named Lucia. Of course I remember it.”

Glenn got up from the dirt floor and accepted the sword Lucia handed him.

“But isn’t it okay? I was showing off all the time, but there was no one around. For now, I just hope you enjoy your victory.”

“…You’re not happy at all if you win against a sick person, right?”

Lucia sighed and kicked the stone.

A sparring that happened out of nowhere.

It all started when Glenn approached Lucia and made a suggestion to Lucia, who was waking up around dawn and walking around the training grounds.

The appearance of an outsider who knows his identity.

A grudge that kidnapped me when I had no idea what the world was like.

Lucia had bad feelings toward Glenn for various reasons, so she tried to reject the unwelcome sparring request.

-Shiron asked if there was anything he wanted to do before he died.

If it weren’t for the words I heard just as I was about to turn around. He would have refused coldly.

-Is the head of the family dying?

-well. What’s important is what I thought when I heard that sound, right?

-…

-I’ve been thinking about it all night, and one of them is sparring with you. Please don’t let me become a vengeful spirit and wander this world.

There was no sense of seriousness in talking about death. However, Lucia did not think that Glenn was lying.

Lucia was the one who felt death closer than anyone else, and she could smell death clearly in Glenn’s somewhat detached attitude.

‘It’s one of the wishes I have to fulfill before I die… If I refuse, I’ll just be a bad bitch.’

In the end, Lucia granted Glenn’s request.

I thought he was an emotionless and hard person, but as expected, you can’t judge people based on appearances alone. As I gradually learned, Glenn had a sinister side just as much as anyone else.

‘You look as shy as an adolescent girl.’

“It is true that my military power is not as good as it used to be, but how can even my skills fade?”

Glenn laughed at Lucia’s distress and sheathed the sword.

“It was a sparring where only physical abilities were used instead of using strong energy. If that’s the case, then it certainly means that Kylie’s swordsmanship is at a higher level than mine.”

“…Don’t you feel resentful?”

Lucia felt embarrassed by the outpouring of praise and changed the topic.

“Even though I’m Kylie, I died before I turned 25.”

“Is that so? This is a fact that is not mentioned in the great people exhibition.”

“It’s a book and a bundle, anyway!”

When Lucia screamed, Glenn blinked.

Lucia’s face was rapidly turning red, perhaps because the word “Great Man Battle” came out.

“Please tell me.”

“The head of the family is well past her 40s and looking towards her 50s. It means that the number of years I held the sword, even if I combined all my previous lives, would be less than that of the head of the family.”

“Hmm, do you want me to harbor an inferiority complex?”

“That’s not necessarily the case, but let me just say that the matriarch’s attitude is not typical.”

“I am aware that I have different sensibilities than others, but… I don’t know.”

Glenn stroked his chin for a moment and then burst into laughter.

“I definitely feel a little warm inside my chest, but I don’t know what that feeling is.”

“…What do you mean?”

“Because I have never lost in my life.”

“Are you bragging?”

“I wonder if the hot energy in my heart is a sense of inferiority or resentment. This means that you can’t tell whether you were excited by the glory of crossing swords with a warrior 500 years ago.”

Glenn raised his head as if recalling the distant past.

What comes to mind right now is Hugo losing in sparring when he was young.

shaking fist,

Reddened eyes.

His brother’s easy-to-understand reaction was so confusing that even young Glenn could understand it.

The humiliation of losing to a much younger sibling.

The humiliation of losing even though I swung the sword for much longer and practiced a lot.

How is Glenn doing now compared to Hugo?

My fists don’t shake, and my teeth don’t grind. A strange excitement did not leave my heart, but it remained pure, unmixed with other emotions.

‘Looking back, maybe it was an opportunity to understand how my brother felt.’

“Someone is coming.”

Glenn, who was ruminating on his emotions, raised his lowered head. From afar, Siron was approaching with an elf wizard.

“Don’t use polite language anymore.”

After speaking, Lucia shook off the dust from her body and lightly washed her face with magic. The corners of Glenn’s mouth rose slightly at the action of being concerned about his appearance.

“No problem. I am not a heartless person who would reveal a girl’s secret. That’s enough to dress up in front of a man who cares…”

“You’re saying you shouldn’t be polite?”

Lucia blushed and kicked Glenn in the shin.

“What are you two doing? It’s covered in a lot of dirt.”

Siron came closer and spoke bluntly. Is it because we sparred a lot? The relationship between Glenn and Lucia seemed much closer than what I heard from Yuma.

“Are you really planning on meeting your uncle like that?”

“I heard that Big Brother is currently on a mission in the southern grasslands. Aren’t you going to take the airship anyway? To remove dust, you can use the simple bathroom on board.”

“I will not take the airship.”

“Then?”

“This wizard will deliver it to you.”

Shiron pointed at Seira, who was preparing magic with wide-open eyes.

“I can’t tell if it’s a magic tool or a colleague.”

The elf in a nun’s uniform mumbled and waved her wand. Glenn, who was looking at this, tilted his head and pointed at Seira.

“Who is that person?”

“Just ignore it. Even if I tell you, you probably won’t remember anyway.”

“What is that…”

“It’s too long to explain, so please wash up quickly and come back. Since he’s an excellent wizard, it doesn’t take much time to prepare.”

“…If it doesn’t take long, I won’t wash it. I got new clothes and they are clean enough.”

Glenn shook off his dusty uniform and smiled brightly.

[…What did I just hear? Is that messy tail clean?]

Latera, a girl in her prime, was shocked by Glenn’s remarks.

‘I don’t know. Let’s just assume that’s the case.’

I think I understand why Hugo hates Glenn. Siron, who had lowered his evaluation of Glenn a little, stared at Seira, who was equally astonished.

“Did you hear that? He wants me to send it right away.”

“Uh… I understand.”

After Seira moves away to a distance where she can see Siron and Glenn at a glance. The ceremony has come to an end. I knew in advance where the coordinates were going.

Altai steppe… Next to the bank of the Amur River.

Since Seira’s teleportation can only go to places she has been to, Siron ordered the place closest to the prairie among the places she remembered.

You may be dissatisfied with the fact that it doesn’t arrive right away, but if you travel by airship from Lien to the Prairies, it will take an extra week.

Even if you follow the river, it would take several days to reach the prairie, but Siron was confident that he would reach the prairie within a few hours.

Siron glared at Lucia and opened his mouth.

“Lucia.”

“Uh, huh?”

“I’ll be there first, so go wash up.”

“Of course!”

“Father, please close your eyes. Because you might feel upset.”

“…Okay.”

Glenn silently followed Siron’s words.

I felt floating for a moment, and the warm spring air was replaced by the dryness of the meadow.

Glenn opened his eyes to feel the wind tickling his earlobes.

‘It’s great magic.’

Pure evaluation.

As far as Glenn knew, only those with the rank of an apostle could use magic that allowed them to travel a distance that would change the seasons and environment in an instant.

The wizard brought by Siron must have reached a great level, so naturally…

‘Wizard?’

I was embarrassed as my mind became cloudy. Glenn’s consciousness no longer focused on Seira, but only on the young man in front of him.

“What is that?”

Glenn asked, pointing to Siron’s hand. In his hand was a black figure that had not been there before, and Glenn could easily figure out what it was.

Needle-like hair.

Two pairs of horns on the head.

Corpse aardvark. Although it was a magical beast, it was a species that a skilled swordsman could deal with skillfully.

“Wasn’t it the demonic beast seen near the mountain range?”

“Yes, Viktor got a little too angry and ended up like this.”

Siron spouted holy flames and burned the corpse of the demon beast. Then I raised my head and saw a plain lined with rivers.

Black dots spread across the ground. All of them were similar types of magical beasts to those caught by Siron.

‘The thinning seems to be working properly.’

“Let’s go.”

Siron ran along the river with Glenn. On the way, many demons attacked the two, but Siron did not kill them but kicked them away.

How many hours did it take to run like that? Siron could see a cluster of shiny silver instead of black dots.

Armor sparkling in the sunlight. It was unfortunate to see dozens of flags fluttering, but they were not Siriel’s flag.

He could have passed them by, but Siron dared to block their direction.

“There, stop right now.”

“…Who are you to stop the knights of the empire?”

A man on a horse approached and asked.

“Get out of the way. There is a wounded soldier here. We must return to the camp quickly.”

“Poetics. They seem to be busy with a long way to go, so why not hurry up and get out of the way?”

Glenn tilted his head at the inexplicable confrontation. Siron chuckled and crossed his arms.

“Who are you, impersonating knights of the empire in droves?”

The man in front was clearly speaking Imperial, and his pronunciation was clearer than Glenn’s. But there was something he couldn’t pay attention to. It was the presence of knightly conquest that Glen wore.

“Tell me where it came from before I kill them all.”

Outsiders dressed in the guise of knights. There is no particular reason to save it. Siron said seriously, pointing to the armor.