The Blue-Eyed Knight (3)
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A word that can resonate even with a boy rolling in the mud in a back alley.
There was a person who opened the door to the world of knights, a world that seemed impossible to reach even if you crawled all your life.
He was a person with a blue world who did not lose his presence even under the moonlight.
And the boy lost his nest by the world he wielded.
Jorge’s eyes wavered emptyly at his fingertips.
Tough pieces of meat fell on my head.
The Knight of Blue Moonlight, who showered the boy with pieces that were both salvation and insult, spoke.
‘A knight always receives only fair compensation.’
The third discipline of the Sword Master.
A knight must always be honorable.
Therefore, you should always receive only fair compensation.
“I am here to pay you fair price for your handkerchief. Lady Alicia.”
And now even the boy knows the rules.
The boy’s toes, struggling to crawl through the mud, finally touched the blue moonlight.
The boy, who could now confidently hold out his hand for a fair reward, raised his head towards the noble Lady.
“For that price, I will put my knightly honor on the line.”
The world I dreamed of, the world I longed for.
And the world that I swore to destroy.
Vlad quietly shouted in front of the Blue Moonlight Knight.
I finally have the right to stand in front of you.
“With my name endorsed by Bayezid.”
Knight of Bayezid, Vlad of Shoara.
“······.”
“······.”
Blue and Blue were quietly looking at each other.
The boy’s twinkling eyes resemble his world.
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“Vlad. Vladra of Shoara…”
A living room provided by Alicia for guests from the West.
There, Stephen was sitting on a chair and eating his appetite.
I thought things would proceed easily, but Bayezid came with an unexpected move.
“Is this your first time hearing this name?”
With those words, Stephen turned his head towards Godin sitting next to him.
A man who always has a smile on his face.
However, today, the man was smiling with a disheveled expression rather than a neat smile.
“Do you know each other?”
A normal Stephen wouldn’t have even paid attention to the northern knights.
Born with blood in his blood, his bold personality quickly pushed trivial beings out of memory.
However, the kid from the north was different.
“He seemed very cocky.”
“······Is that so.”
I thought we ran into each other, but we didn’t.
Vlad’s eyes were only glaring at Godin, who was standing behind him, not at Istvan.
Stephen felt a fresh sense of insult as well as curiosity at the sight of Vlad easily ignoring him.
“······If you know each other, you can say you know each other.”
Godin answered Stephen’s question, but he was still unable to get out of his thoughts.
The intense gaze the boy sent was still making Godin lost in the rose’s smile.
“I never imagined we would meet in a place like this.”
What saved the boy that day was not just a matter of sympathy.
The boy’s potential shone brightly and made us root for him.
Even if there is a possibility that it may come back later in the future.
‘I’m so proud.’
A boy crawling on the bloody floor.
The boy who was crying loudly behind him.
But the boy from back then is no longer there.
The boy in front of Godin today was Vlad of Shoara, the knight of Bayezid.
‘I never thought it was that guy.’
Godin leaned back against the backrest, remembering the blue eyes looking at him.
It was an unbelievable result, but the Vlad of Shoara whom she had only heard about was really the Vlad she knew.
“What should we do now?”
“······.”
Godin opened his eyes at Stephen’s blunt question.
Now that he was out of his thoughts, he became aware of his position and quickly calculated what action to take next.
“It’s not that there is no way.”
A knight named Godin was also a man who could cut off old, precious relationships with his master’s orders.
Although it was a wasteful possibility, there would be no reason to hesitate if it was blocking your path.
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“It is a law that applies everywhere that the winner takes everything.”
The boy was holding a handkerchief with a noble name engraved on it, and that was the only justification for stopping Stephen from making a false marriage proposal.
“Challenge the boy to a duel.”
“A duel?”
An honorable battlefield where only the worthy can ascend.
Now that the boy has become a knight, he will be able to ascend in his own name without having to borrow someone else’s honor.
“Isn’t it true that young people in love sometimes fight to win the heart of a noble lady?”
Godin was smiling while looking at Stephen.
His expression was the same as usual, and it was also an expression that Sigmund, the loser of the West, trusted.
“good.”
Stephen laughed along with Godin’s smile, which had finally found its original place.
The West will do whatever it takes to get what it wants.
Stephen smiled fiercely, recalling the blue eyes that had ignored him.
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“Thank you for coming. “The knights of Bayezid.”
A place where you can see a tree rooted on a low hill outside the window.
Xayar and Vlad, who entered Alicia’s office as guests, bowed their heads once again to her greeting.
“Joseph said he would prove that the alliance between Bayezid and Haynal is strong.”
“I guess I should send him a letter thanking him.”
Alicia listened to Jayar’s answer and nodded with a trusting smile.
For this mission, Josef selected knights who were competing for the top not only from Zayar and Vlad, but also from Bayezid, and sent them to Hainal.
It was also proof that the value of the land called Deermar had increased in an increasingly urgent situation.
“Here is a letter from Josef.”
Alicia accepted the letter Josef handed her.
“Even though Lord Vlad has Alicia’s handkerchief, he said that it would not be easy for him to reject the marriage proposal from Gaidar.”
After receiving the letter from Alicia, Josef put aside his work in Shoara and quickly went up to Sturma.
It was a move to expedite preparations for the boy, which had been prepared for a long time, but it was also a move to prepare a more certain number for this task.
“this is?”
“Let’s read it.”
After listening to Zayar, Alicia tore open the envelope with Bayezid’s emblem engraved on it.
Josef’s message written in the letter inside.
Alicia’s eyes began to tremble slightly as she read the letter.
“······There was also a method like this.”
“I did my best for Deirmar.”
After reading the letter, Alicia’s eyes were looking at Bayezid’s knights with a different light than before.
It was a look that was colder and more subdued, a little more noble than before.
“Because I am also a person of the same blood as Oksana. “It is quite possible.”
Duncan, who was standing next to Alicia, realized that her reaction was unusual and quickly picked up the letter and read it.
‘······this.’
It was something I was prepared to do, but as expected, there was no one anywhere to help Deermar out of pure kindness.
Duncan read Josef’s intentions in the words written in the letter and put the letter down with a sad expression.
Like all nobles, Alicia Hainal was born with many noble bloodlines through a marriage that had been going on since her ancestors.
Among them, Alicia had the blood of the Oscar family through her grandmother, and this blood continued through the family of Josef’s mother, Oksana.
“······If Countess Bayezid becomes my godmother, I’m sure I can easily get rid of the current marriage proposal.”
“That’s right.”
Alicia’s problem is that she has no parents.
Therefore, the problem was that she had no choice but to be immediately shaken by Gaidar’s marriage proposal, but the story would be a little different if Oksana became her godmother.
If Stephen really wants to marry Alicia, he will have to get Oksana’s permission.
“I am afraid that I may be daring to burden the Countess.”
“Oksana said Alicia is always welcome.”
Godmother or godfather.
The relationship between an adult and a child is bound in a religious form through the notarization of the church.
In the worst case where the bloodline is threatened, it would be the only way to protect a child who cannot protect himself yet, but everywhere responsibility comes with authority.
“Do I have to decide right now?”
“no. “We also know that this will be a burden for Alicia.”
Alicia, the one and only Hainal.
and Oksana Bayezid, who could become her sole guardian.
If Alicia accepts Josef’s proposal, Bayezid’s intervention in Haynal will have a solid justification.
“······It’s been a while since I saw you. “Lord Vlad.”
Gaidar approaches a pure girl under the pretext of proposing marriage.
Bayezid uses protection as bait for a parentless orphan.
For the powerless Alicia and Deirmar, there were few people they could trust anymore.
“How about this? “Aren’t you feeling burdened by your current job?”
The boy in front of me is also Bayezid’s knight.
Therefore, it is natural that he will be more loyal to Bayezid than to himself, but the boy will still be a little more trustworthy than Josef in that he has a duty to fulfill.
“I will do my best for Alicia. That’s what I was ordered to do, and I want to do that again.”
Alicia smiled weakly, looking at Vlad’s eyes as he spoke without wavering.
I knew well from the duel that day that the boy was someone who always did his best.
I also knew that he was a boy with an unaffected and faithful attitude, as I saw him praying under the family tree.
Even though it was due to a misunderstanding.
“thank you so much. “Lord Vlad.”
Alicia said with a smile, extending her hand to Vlad.
“Please show me my handkerchief. Since you’ve been carrying it around for so long, wouldn’t it need some maintenance?”
I have no doubt that the boy kept his handkerchief safe.
However, since it would have been carried around for over half a year, it would have been appropriate to clean it at least once before taking it out in front of people.
“yes.”
Alicia felt proud as she watched Vlad place his hand deep inside the breastplate, as if he had kept it very carefully.
Even though she was still under pressure between the two families surrounding Deermar, seeing the boy showing his pure side seemed to heal her a little.
“Here it is.”
As expected, the handkerchief the boy took out was neatly folded and stored just as he had given it to him.
If it weren’t for the other handkerchief that came with it.
“······.”
Vlad looked at another handkerchief that came with it and tried to pick it up again as if nothing had happened, but Alicia’s hand was faster to stop him.
Sometimes the woman moved faster than the knight.
“I don’t think this is the handkerchief I gave you?”
Alicia picks up a handkerchief she has never seen before, as if asking Vlad to look here.
The back of Duncan’s neck turned red as he saw the terrible sight right next to him, and Xayar covered his only remaining eye with his palm with a small sigh.
“It’s nothing special, it’s a handkerchief my friend gave me. “It’s actually a handkerchief that I use…”
Vlad didn’t know why, but he thought what he said sounded like a sloppy excuse.
It felt similar to the excuses made by men whose wives caught them going to a brothel.
But he is different from them.
There is nothing to be ashamed of because you are confident.
Wasn’t it originally received by accident and not exchanged to check each other’s feelings?
“It’s such a trivial handkerchief…?”
Vlad’s voice is gradually becoming quieter, contrary to his confident feelings.
Although he had received a thorough education from Oksana, the boy, who still did not know the inner world of aristocrats, simply looked at Alicia with distant eyes.
“Lady…Jemina.”
The boy said it was an ordinary handkerchief, but Alicia could sense that the handkerchief with her name engraved in fine thread was not that kind of item.
Alicia wanted to keep her composure as much as possible, but today was very difficult for her.
Therefore, I could not help but be momentarily shaken by emotions that were difficult to express.
“Do you think your friend is a girl?”
“yes. “We have grown up together since we were young.”
“aha.”
Vlad smiled as he saw Alicia nodding.
‘Be quite. If you say one more word, I will kill you.’
However, he closed his mouth when Zayar poked his side.
The boy looks around at Xayar’s sudden warning.
A Baroness with an exaggerated smile.
An old knight with a face so red it felt like it was going to explode.
Xayar looked pale.
The atmosphere around was unusual.
‘······ah.’
Although his knowledge of the aristocratic world was not deep, the boy who had a keen sense of insight realized this.
That I have now committed something again.
Not even the white snake hugging the tree outside can do anything about my current mistake.
