The battlefield in the West was brutal.
It was a continental melting pot where one empire and seven kingdoms competed for supremacy, and it was a demonic world of royalties that used humans as firewood.
It burns with the blood spewed out by so many people, and devours the blood of even more people. Wouldn’t the severity be a bit terrible? Also, there must have been many stories of those who were burned as firewood.
There were also people who came from the battlefield living very strange lives.
A noble spirit whom Elric met was like that.
-This is Elbus Greiman. Are you Kasha?
I had just turned 17.
At the time, Elric was a promising mercenary who was adapting to the battlefield, and he was the third child of a family that led territory warfare.
The two were in a relationship of employer and employee, and the battlefield that day was a castle wall guarded by a hundred matchlock troops.
Elric and Yeongsik were on the siege side that penetrated the castle wall.
-We have to break through that gate. We, the knights of House Grayman, will charge on horseback. The soldiers will then proceed with the siege. Mercury’s troops will flock towards us. You take the time to sneak inside.
At that time, Yeongsik was only 20 years old.
It’s an old memory now, so I don’t remember what he looked like at the time, but his young, gun-like eyes are still vivid.
Elric was curious as to why a young master from a noble family who was only 20 years old was leading the battlefield, but Elric did not ask.
Because the qualifications of an employee were to do as much work as was paid.
-Turn around!
There are always things floating around on the battlefield.
A cool fishy smell intertwined with the scent of iron and blood, ocher-colored clouds with scattered dust, and shouts and roars that disperse them.
Elbus Greiman was right in the middle of it all.
He participated in the battlefield as a knight, not a commander, and attempted to break through the enemy’s walls.
His struggles were so desperate that they could be seen even through the dust.
Elric watched the scene from a position one step away from the battlefield.
-Kasha, let’s get started soon.
-Okay.
As for the result, the war was a victory.
This was because Elric cut off the enemy general’s head and captured the castle lord’s bloodline.
However, it could not be said to be a complete victory.
Youngsik Elbus Greiman became a cripple who could never stand on the battlefield again.
That kind of thing happens.
Were there one or two people who were maimed on the battlefield? It would be fortunate that no life was lost. Also, since he is a noble, his life will not be very uncomfortable.
It was a day when I went to the Grayman family’s mansion to receive the promised compensation.
There, Elric was able to overhear the strange life of Elvis Grayman.
It was from the people who used the mansion.
The servant class enjoyed provocative stories to relieve boredom.
-What should the third master do now? Poor thing.
-Ugh, what’s the crime of being born as a concubine and being driven to the battlefield… .
-Did you see it? Even though he couldn’t walk again, he came in smiling. He went straight to the duke and submitted a report.
-Still, the duke wouldn’t blink an eye… .
Everyone has a point where it hurts when they are stabbed.
Even the brilliant Yeongsik must have felt the same way.
Elric had drawn a rough picture.
Perhaps Yeongsik was born a spy and went to the heart of the battlefield to escape the persecution he faced.
If he was not going to inherit the family, perhaps he dreamed of making a name for himself as a general.
Or maybe he just wanted to get the attention of his father, the Duke.
The reason why he could not escape from his thoughts about his true feelings was probably because thoughts of sympathy for his illness came to mind.
17-year-old Elric hated his father very much, and was someone who could talk all day long about how unhappy he was as a child who did not receive parental attention.
Elric, who was born with a tendency to be impatient, asked that question as soon as he met Elbus Graham.
-That doesn’t make sense. She has suffered a lot because of her poor father.
-Oh, are you here?
-Don’t you resent your father?
-hmm?
I wanted to swear as much as I could together.
However, the answer that came back was unexpected.
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-Well, I didn’t go to war to win the attention of the matriarch.
Sometimes humans encounter people who are on a very different level from themselves.
As a person living in a completely different world, I should say that I felt a sense of alienation in my human existence, and that was the case that day.
Elbus Graham was a man half-sitting on a bed, looking haggard and showing off his shiny firearm.
He resolutely denied Elric’s words without any doubt in his eyes.
-I’m doing my duty. There is no other reason.
he said
It is said that those born as nobles have due responsibilities and duties.
Since you are in a position where others look up to you, you must set a suitable example.
This war was just an opportunity to fulfill that responsibility and duty.
There was a question that Elric inadvertently asked in response to the incomprehensible words.
When I think about it again, it was such a stupid question that I had nothing to say even if everyone ran away.
-… Aren’t you a spy? Half of them are commoners.
Despite those words, Elvis Graham responded with a smile.
-In other words, half of them are nobles. And by carrying out half my responsibilities and duties, I have lost half my body. Well, okay. It would be nice to live the rest of my life leisurely.
In fact, he lived like that from then on.
He took a step back from the boiling furnace-like battlefield and enjoyed what he had as a nobleman, and a few years later, he even got married.
The reason Elric knows that fact is because they have met several times since then.
Elbus Graham, a strange and unusual spy, was one of the few friends Elric had made while living as Kasha, and a man who inspired him as a young man.
… Anyway, there was a reason why Elric was reminded of the past.
-My name is Tyria Portman.
This was the answer left by Tyria when she was asked why she kept her legacy instead of returning to her family.
Her complexion was calm. She didn’t even have a hint of disbelief, as if she was saying something so obvious.
Extremely aristocratic.
That’s why I think about it without thinking.
Responsibilities and obligations.
About a certain weight they naturally carry.
Suddenly, suddenly-
Elric was sitting at the desk in the room.
In his hand, the dagger he always had in his arms was pulled out and scratching on the desk.
It was a dagger with all its blades dead. It wasn’t something to sharpen.
The dagger was simply a talisman that Elric carried to suppress his anxiety.
Suddenly, suddenly-
Even though it was cut with a dagger, dozens of long scars were left on the desk.
The scar deepened the more time he spent worrying about it.
Elric looked at it and repeated the same words.
‘Responsibility and obligation.’
Isn’t that what she meant when she said, ‘I am Tyria Portman?’
As Elric, who didn’t know her well, he couldn’t help but associate the answer with her noble attitude.
So what are the responsibilities and obligations she bears?
Ask questions one after another and seek answers.
‘As a nobleman’s wife.’
What are they doing? .
As far as Elric knew, the owner of a noble house was someone who strengthened the interior while taking care of the exterior.
They were the ones who supported the center of the family and kept order.
If so, wouldn’t Tyria’s answer be the same?
‘Portman.’
As Tyria Portman, she has preserved what remains of Portman.
Not for personal satisfaction, but to fulfill responsibilities and obligations.
The answer given as if she were saying something so obvious must be a reference to the morality she has maintained.
Shame began to torment me once again.
Responsibilities and obligations were all things that Elric ignored and ran away from.
Of the two, she was the only one who maintained her morals and faithfulness as a human and a noble.
Wow, I grabbed the dagger.
Elric continued his thoughts as he looked at the day he died.
We can’t compensate for the 10 years she sacrificed.
Elric had no ability to turn back time.
However, that doesn’t mean there isn’t much that can be done.
‘There will be another letter.’
A letter asking for an inheritance.
There was no way that something that had been coming consistently for a year would not come now.
A related point to consider is that the Yubin family did not come here to ask for a response.
It would be correct to think that it cannot come.
It could have been his father’s will, or it could have been Tyria’s will.
‘Even if I ask, they won’t answer… .’
If she was that kind, she would have already told me about the letter.
From what I’ve observed, they don’t show anything in the first place, so they won’t complain.
But fortunately, there is no way to find out.
Elric stood up.
I left the room, holding my cane.
“Rdio.”
“yes.”
“Could you prepare a carriage for me?”
“hmm? “Where do you plan on going?”
Elric grinned.
“I want to go to Weibin Street.”
It was a small help, but if the letter was really causing Tyria trouble, it could have been resolved. Just tell them to stop sending letters to the Weibin family.
Even in the opposite case, Elric was able to solve the problem. If she cannot communicate with her family due to her father’s will, it is okay to reconnect with her.
Head-on breakthrough.
It was Elric’s favorite word.
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