episode_0268

I danced to the music. It was definitely Siriel who started, but when I came to my senses, I found myself walking along with Lucia.

The fact that I came to my senses means that there was a good reason.

“Isn’t it fun?”

Lucia, who was taking steps, looked up at Siron.

“Should I quit?”

“…The music isn’t over yet.”

Siron, who had been preoccupied the whole time, finally looked down and saw a slightly sullen expression and pale cleavage.

“Then, just have fun dancing.”

“Are you having fun dancing?”

“…Lie.”

Lucia is excited! He turned his head to the side. Her gaze was directed to the terrace where Glenn and Siriel were talking.

“How dare Siriel yield to me? It’s not because you dance mechanically like a golem.”

“I feel sorry for no reason.”

“…Why are you doing this?”

Lucia glanced at Siron’s legs.

“Is it because your legs hurt?”

“It’s not like that.”

“Then.”

“Just thinking about it.”

Siron raised his head towards the crowd of people. Because I was half a head taller than everyone else, I was able to see a couple dancing without filtering.

Victor smiles brightly and Louise smiles bitterly. Siron confirmed from them what they meant by dancing boringly.

Lucia also turned her head to follow Siron’s gaze, but she was short so she couldn’t see what was there.

“What are you looking at?”

“Are there a lot of questions you have today?”

“Woo, are we strangers now? Are we strangers?”

“Lower your voice. People are staring.”

“…Anyway, I’m still worried even after going on an expedition. Didn’t you just kill two apostles and take a breather?”

“That’s right.”

Siron sighed and turned Lucia around. He held my shoulders tightly and pulled me closer so that my face was pressed against my chest.

I was flustered by the active movement, but this was to tell a secret story. An invisible wall was erected around the border of the body.

“Hey.”

“…Well, what are you trying to say.”

Lucia blushed and asked cautiously. I knew there was a magical effect happening around me, but once I found out what was in the area around my solar plexus, I started getting excited regardless of the atmosphere.

“What should I do if the empire falls?”

“…What?”

But soon the excitement subsided. Lucia frowned, wondering if Siron was joking, but when she looked up, her face was serious and not at all playful.

“What is it? Did you make a prophecy?”

“Not really, but I felt it today and it felt like the empire was about to collapse.”

“Woah, why are you being so scary?”

Lucia trembled and then swallowed her saliva. Siron thought carefully and chose his words. Even if the opponent is Lucia, it is shameful to openly slander a friend.

“You know when you were with Louise last time?”

“Are you talking about when you were in the labyrinth?”

“Oh, but the relationship between the two was unusual.”

“…”

“At first, I thought it was just jealousy blinded by love or a lack of affection, but it turned out that it wasn’t.”

‘What is he talking about again?’

Lucia tilted her head. I thought it was because of the resurrection of an apostle or demon god that I hadn’t dealt with yet, but when someone else’s love story suddenly popped up, my pulse suddenly relaxed.

But I knew what Siron was talking about. Over the past month, Lucia had spent a lot of time with Louise, who was locked in her room, and she had seen for herself the core of her heart the other day.

“Is Victor the problem?”

“Do you think so too?”

“…It seemed like Victor didn’t like Louise very much. Seeing as I don’t have any children yet, I don’t know if I’ll fail, but I’m sure the price will be cut off.”

“Oh, it’s sharper than I thought?”

“Aren’t you ignoring me too much?”

Lucia laughed and stabbed Siron in the side.

Just then, the performance ended, and the banquet ended with Victor’s well-wishing words.

Although he had little experience with banquets, Siron felt that this banquet was the most boring.

*

Siron returned home and immediately lay down in bed. He always had to wash before going to bed to feel at ease, but it was okay because he wasn’t trying to sleep.

“…”

A thought for a moment. Siron took out an old notebook from his pocket.

It was a note I made when I was young and passed out after being beaten by Lucia.

It was a note I wrote when I still had vivid memories of my past life, so I have no reason to open it now that my fate has been twisted in many ways.

But still, Siron unfolded the paper. Parak – The page that was turned eventually stopped at the place where it described [Holy Flame Emperor Viktor].

[While the 1st and 2nd princes were fighting, the 3rd prince, Victor, held his breath and increased his strength.]

‘Not like this.’

[After Hugo’s death. Either Lucia or Siriel will become the Empire’s First Sword.]

‘Not this either.’

[Either the 1st or 2nd prince becomes emperor. The man who lost in the power struggle assassinated the emperor, and Victor took the place left by the assassination.]

[The prince, who had no doubt that he would become emperor, killed his father, became an apostle, and burned down the imperial palace…]

“…Ah.”

An exclamation of exclamation bursts out while looking at the note. Flashes in Siron’s mind! And lightning struck.

“Why are you doing that?”

Latera quietly approached and asked, but Siron did not bother to answer. The future has changed anyway, so what’s the point of talking about it?

In the first place, Reincarnation Swordsman did not shed any light on Victor’s private life. There was no need to bother the emperor, who provided funds and equipment as a helper.

…I thought so until I looked at the notebook.

The burned down imperial palace.

The reason why Siron heard the name Louise Visconti and thought she was just the daughter of a Korean-American family had a more complicated background than expected.

‘He’s dead.’

Siron put away his notebook.

‘Did Victor live his entire life as a single person in the first place?’

The story of Reincarnated Swordsman did not continue after he killed the demon god. So, I had no choice but to know what happened to the supporting characters who were not the main characters.

Siron turned his head and met purple eyes.

“Latera.”

“Yes, warrior.”

“Can homosexuality be cured with divine power?”

“…What else are you going to do?”

Latera stared at Siron with wistful eyes.

“Would you like to have physical therapy like last time? ‘Gayslash!’ While shouting, slam the holy sword into the gay emperor’s stomach!”

“…”

“That’s the end of the joke, I fully understand the warrior’s feelings.”

Huh-

Latera, who cleared her throat, smiled brightly and brightened the mood.

“If we improve the relationship between Louise and Victor now, the store will skyrocket, even if we don’t know about the hero’s achievements.”

“Does a couple’s clinic also include a warrior’s duty?”

“It’s just that there is a path like this. Wouldn’t it be a lot better than throwing a loaf of bread to a beggar?”

Prestige is not a system that increases simply by doing good deeds. It is a fact that even Shiron knows up to that point.

Latera spoke next.

“Of course, the best way to climb is to stand tall in the world as a warrior.”

“I think a couples clinic would be good.”

“…Are you serious?”

“Because I’m a bit shy.”

Siron headed to the bathroom with a smile on his face. It was time to become the cupid of love.

*

The next morning.

Siron put on his hood and went down the stairs.

I felt refreshed, perhaps because I had made up my mind or because I didn’t have trouble sleeping and slept soundly.

Maybe it was because he had a conversation with Seonghwang, but the important thing was that he was in a good mood.

“Master Siron? Are you not eating?”

I ran into the maid in the separate building. It wasn’t Encia or Ophelia. They are now in the Dawn Castle with Yuma.

“I’m going out today, so tell Lucia and Siriel.”

“Yes, I understand.”

“What about your father?”

“You are in the main building.”

After hearing the answer, Siron set out to find Glenn. But his purpose is not for Glenn.

In the distance, I saw two middle-aged people and a silver-haired nun.

-yes? Are you opening a bakery?

-Now that I can no longer hold a sword, I was wondering how I would make a living in the future. No matter what, it seems obvious that they depend on their children.

-But Glenn, with your swordsmanship skills, there will be many places that will call you.

-Don’t you know, too? Just looking at a sword makes me vomit.

-Oh my goodness.

Siron tapped Seira’s shoulder while she was chatting happily.

The three, including Seira, stared at Shiron at the same time.

“Shiron, what happened?”

“Unclefather. Sorry for the conversation, but I have some business to attend to.”

“Business?”

When Seira turned and asked, Siron motioned for her to get up.

“Hey. Let’s go somewhere with me.”

“Where do I go?”

“Night Rail.”

“Brother, where is Night Rail?”

“…It’s like a gutter where bad guys roam around.”

Hugo said with disapproval, but Glenn’s eyes sparkled with interest. He approached Shiron, who was stretching.

“Poetics. Can you take me too? Take a look at how bad people are running around…”

“No.”

“…”

Glenn sat down next to Hugo, as if hurt by being rejected so bluntly.

“Even if you act so pitiful, I won’t take you away.”

Siron spoke to Glenn with a sour expression.

“Because it’s not a place for adults to go.”

“Adults? Then what about Siriel and Lucia?”

“It’s not a place for kids to go either.”

“…?”

Seira absentmindedly put on the hood that Siron gave her. It’s not a place for kids or adults to go, so what about me?

*

There are bad guys running around on Night Trail. And it was a neighborhood where bad things gathered.

Among them, there was a place where particularly bad things were gathered, and people called this place a brothel.

An alley with an acrid smell. It took a while before I entered a store with Seira’s guidance.

“Master, the performance is certain, right?”

Siron stared at the generous middle-aged man with a very serious expression. The skin is dark and the nose is large. He had gold rings wrapped around his fingers, making him look like the worst person I’ve ever seen.

“No problem, Confucius.”

The generous man seemed to recognize that Siron’s status was unusual and rubbed his hands together. Skilled customer service. Apparently, there were several nobles among the guests stopping by here.

“The moment you inhale it, you feel dizzy with a strange feeling, you undress yourself even if you don’t take off your clothes, and even if you don’t threaten, you swear to be a sex slave… It’s a super-strong potion that drives women crazy.”

“What about men?”

“…Yes?”

“I asked if it would be effective for men as well.”

What is this guy? The pot-bellied middle-aged man took a step away from Siron. The hair on my arms stood up and cold sweat broke out on my back.

Sometimes there are guests like this. A pervert with special tastes who lusts after men even though he is a man. However, regardless of the underlying disgust, it is impossible to drive away customers. The middle-aged man opened his mouth as he felt his buttocks gaining strength.

“Of course, it works for men too…”

“I will buy everything.”

Siron nodded with a smile.

“…Who are you using it for?”

Seira stared at Shiron with a terrified face. I did guide them at first, but I regretted it later.

Siron answered with a satisfied face.

“Don’t worry, it’s not you.”

“Then?”

“I will use it to save the empire.”

Seira had no idea what Siron was talking about.

I pulled out an illustration of Siron!