How a Two-Life Scoundrel Lives - Chapter 27

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【Chapter 27】

“…It’s okay.”

Evangeline said in a slightly tearful voice.

“It’s nothing but trash just like Young Master said. Though it was precious to me…”

“I’m sorry, really sorry.”

Carlisle wanted to bite his tongue.

He had been mentally frazzled and sensitive, thoughtlessly blurting it out, but of all things, the bracelet had to be his grandmother’s keepsake.

“Looking at it again, it’s a pretty bracelet even if it’s simple.”

“…”

“Your grandmother must have had good aesthetic sense when she was alive, huh? Haha, hahaha.”

“…”

“Haha, hahaha…”

Carlisle gave an awkward smile and sent a pleading look to Maranello for help, but it was useless.

Even for Maranello, this seemed a bit too much to handle.

“Words, once spoken, cannot be taken back. Why do you think this old man nagged you until your ears were sore about being careful with your words and actions?”

“…”

Carlisle squeezed his eyes shut.

‘Ugh! Trash!’

He could almost hear the angry jeers of a crowd echoing in his ears like an auditory hallucination.

“I’m really sorry. I was just being sensitive.”

Though it might sound like an excuse, those words were true.

No matter how indifferent Carlisle was to worldly matters, it would be stranger if he wasn’t sensitive when he was about to go to a battlefield where people died.

For Carlisle, war was an unknown territory he had never experienced even once in both his past and present lives…

Perhaps his harsh words had become a habit from playing the role of a scoundrel.

“It’s okay, Young Master. I understand completely.”

Fortunately, Evangeline quickly composed herself and smiled brightly.

Of course, just because she looked fine on the outside didn’t mean the wound in her heart would heal instantly.

“But why are you suddenly giving me your grandmother’s keepsake?”

“Because I want to help Young Master.”

“Help?”

“I put my magic power into it.”

“Ah.”

Only then did Carlisle understand what Evangeline meant.

He remembered that spirit summoners or mages could create artifacts by imbuing specific objects with their magic power.

‘Ah, so that’s why she made it with her grandmother’s keepsake.’

Not all objects could become artifacts.

Of course, it wasn’t completely impossible.

For example, didn’t they create [Magic Scrolls] by imbuing parchment with magic power?

But artifacts made through such methods were at best single-use consumables.

However, objects that had been handled for a long time or very precious items could be made into artifacts that could be used multiple times, sometimes even permanently.

There was a reason Evangeline had created an artifact from her grandmother’s keepsake.

Ding!

[Whisper of Earth]

[Whisper of Earth]

An artifact created by earth spirit summoner Evangeline by generously imbuing her grandmother’s keepsake with her magic power.

Though crude, it contains the Divine Authority of the lower earth spirit [Gnome].

Grade: Mystical

Durability: 500 / 500

Effects:

– Memory of Earth

– Guide of Earth

– Mud Swamp

[Whisper of Earth]

An artifact created by earth spirit summoner Evangeline by generously imbuing her grandmother’s keepsake with her magic power.

Though crude, it contains the Divine Authority of the lower earth spirit [Gnome].

Grade: Mystical

Durability: 500 / 500

Effects:

– Memory of Earth

– Guide of Earth

– Mud Swamp

[Whisper of Earth]

An artifact created by earth spirit summoner Evangeline by generously imbuing her grandmother’s keepsake with her magic power.

Though crude, it contains the Divine Authority of the lower earth spirit [Gnome].

Grade: Mystical

Durability: 500 / 500

Effects:

– Memory of Earth

– Guide of Earth

– Mud Swamp

[Whisper of Earth]

An artifact created by earth spirit summoner Evangeline by generously imbuing her grandmother’s keepsake with her magic power.

Though crude, it contains the Divine Authority of the lower earth spirit [Gnome].

Grade: Mystical

Durability: 500 / 500

Effects:

– Memory of Earth

– Guide of Earth

– Mud Swamp

[Whisper of Earth]

An artifact created by earth spirit summoner Evangeline by generously imbuing her grandmother’s keepsake with her magic power.

Though crude, it contains the Divine Authority of the lower earth spirit [Gnome].

Grade: Mystical

Durability: 500 / 500

Effects:

– Memory of Earth

– Guide of Earth

– Mud Swamp

‘It has all the essential skills???’

The [Whisper of Earth] that Evangeline gave him contained as many as three core skills that spirit summoners with Earth Spirit Contracts could use.

Moreover, its durability was considerable, guaranteeing up to 500 uses.

‘This might be comparable to a decent legendary grade item.’

The item grades in the game [Overlord] were Common, Mystical, Legendary, Epic, Mythical, and World.

Of course, grade wasn’t everything, but this could be considered top-tier among Mystical grade items without exaggeration.

“Thank you so much. I’ll use it well.”

Carlisle smiled brightly and expressed his gratitude to Evangeline.

“Really?! You’ll accept my gift?!”

“Of course. An artifact made from your grandmother’s keepsake. That’s something precious to you. I’m not sure if I should accept something like this.”

“You absolutely should accept it! Please take it! I made it for you, Young Master!”

Evangeline smiled brightly as if she had never been hurt.

The bright smile of the Northern Region’s greatest beauty wearing a military uniform was enough to heal wounded hearts completely…

* * *

The departure ceremony was simple and modest, without unnecessary formalities.

However, Carlisle, the protagonist of the departure ceremony, looked absolutely magnificent.

He hadn’t particularly dressed up extravagantly.

He simply wore Decaron’s military uniform and donned the black cloak that only direct blood relations of House Sigmund could wear.

But that alone was enough to captivate everyone.

‘Is he only a genius when it comes to his face?’

‘Being the Northern Region’s greatest beauty, he does carry himself differently.’

‘Tsk. He is handsome though.’

‘God is truly unfair. Giving such a good-looking face to that scoundrel.’

Even those who usually viewed Carlisle unfavorably couldn’t help but secretly admire him.

Thus, Carlisle stood before the ruler of Decaron, receiving everyone’s admiring gazes.

“Never die. But if you must die, kill at least one more like a true Sigmund and die honorably.”

The Grand Duke spoke these words as he sent his son to the battlefield.

“Yes, well. If I’m going to die, I’ll take at least one bastard with me. That way I’ll feel less wronged.”

“…That wasn’t quite what I meant.”

“I know. You’re telling me to show a ‘good’ way of dying even if I die. Regardless of my inner thoughts, what matters is the outward appearance.”

A cold silence descended.

Everyone held their breath.

‘That, that crazy bastard.’

‘His time to die has come, so he’s completely lost it.’

‘He’s really not in his right mind.’

The Sigmund family blood relations, retainers, and knights were shocked by Carlisle’s statement.

No matter how much of a scoundrel he was, to dare speak such harsh words to the ruler of Decaron.

Swoosh, Grand Duke Guntram raised one hand.

The onlookers were certain that Grand Duke Guntram would slap Carlisle across the face.

Even Maranello squeezed his eyes shut.

But unfortunately, what they expected didn’t happen.

Pat pat, Grand Duke Guntram’s hand tapped Carlisle’s shoulder.

“Yes, you’re right.”

“…!”

Everyone was surprised by Grand Duke Guntram’s words and actions.

Only one person.

Only Carlisle stared directly at his father who was patting his shoulder.

“Even if you’re afraid and want to cry, cry inwardly, and even if you want to live, don’t beg for your life. If you’re going to die anyway, die honorably and magnificently. Gloriously enough to be remembered for generations as a proud member of Sigmund.”

Grand Duke Guntram spoke these words with a bright smile.

Rather than being displeased by Carlisle’s irreverent harsh words, he seemed rather pleased.

Perhaps it was because Carlisle had accurately grasped the essence of a ‘glorious death.’

“I’ll try my best.”

“That doesn’t mean I’m telling you to die.”

“That doesn’t seem like something a father sending his son to war should say.”

“That’s also true.”

Grand Duke Guntram didn’t deny Carlisle’s words this time either.

“But you know, don’t you? That even as your father, I have no choice.”

“That’s true.”

“So stop grumbling and go now.”

“Yes.”

Flutter, the hem of Carlisle’s cloak swayed as he turned around.

“Don’t ever forget what I asked of you.”

“Yes, Young Master. Don’t worry about it.”

Maranello recalled the request Carlisle had made.

‘Please take good care of Frey and Evangeline. Never take your eyes off those two.’

‘Yes, Young Master.’

Frey was a key figure who would later become one of the main characters in [Overlord] as the ruler of Decaron, and Evangeline was a talent coveted by the Royal Family.

If anything happened to either of them, it would be a tremendous blow to Decaron.

So it was only natural for Carlisle to earnestly entreat Maranello.

“Please return safely, brother.”

Frey wished Carlisle good fortune in battle.

Selena had already left for the front lines and couldn’t participate in the departure ceremony.

“Right.”

Carlisle nodded slightly, accepting Frey’s greeting.

The relationship between the brothers was too awkward to expect warm brotherly affection.

‘There is a way to gain some benefit though. Hmm.’

Even when the sky falls, there’s always a hole to escape through.

Carlisle recalled the strategy for conquering the Blood-Soaked Land and moved forward with the escort unit.

* * *

The reason Kuberin came to be called the Blood-Soaked Land was due to its geopolitical characteristics.

Kuberin was geographically a very important strategic stronghold.

Thanks to the vast and densely grown primeval forest, large-scale troop movements were impossible, but movements of forces ranging from dozens to hundreds of soldiers were possible.

Barbarians regularly used the Blood-Soaked Land to invade Decaron’s territory, engaging in plunder and disrupting rear operations through military provocations.

Decaron did the same, occasionally dispatching special forces to attack the barbarians.

However, the most decisive reason Kuberin became the Blood-Soaked Land was none other than [Magic Stones].

Magic stones, mysterious minerals, were very important resources in this world, and Kuberin had enormous deposits of these magic stones.

There was so much that there was no need to even dig into the ground.

Large and small magic stones clustered together by the hundreds and thousands among the rocks and tree crevices in the forest.

Therefore, Decaron and the barbarians had been engaged in fierce battles over the important resource of magic stones for hundreds of years.

It wasn’t for nothing that Kuberin recorded enormous casualties and came to be called the Blood-Soaked Land.

[Bowden], a small fortress located deep within Kuberin.

The soldiers of the [Angry Claws Scout Unit], a unit responsible for search, reconnaissance, and combat at Bowden Fortress where engineers mainly stationed for mining magic stones resided, were maintaining their respective military weapons today as well, preparing for the next battle.

“Breaking news! Breaking news!”

[Stinky] Russell, the youngest member of the scout unit, shouted urgently toward the veteran soldiers.

“What’s got you making such a fuss?”

[Ball Crusher] Marder asked Russell while pausing his maintenance of the bowstring.

“It seems like a new commander is coming to our fortress!”

“…!”

The faces of the scout unit soldiers contorted with displeasure.

“Damn it!”

“Kyaak! Ptui!”

Russell tilted his head, unable to understand the veterans’ reaction.

“Why, why are you all acting like this?”

“Kid.”

[Barber] Wilson scolded Russell as if he couldn’t believe it.

“How is it that after six months, you’re still so clueless?”

“Huh…?”

“Do you think someone coming as commander to a tiny outpost like this would be normal? Nine times out of ten, it’ll be some greenhorn who just became a Knight. Do you want to take orders from someone who doesn’t know anything?”

Nod nod!

The soldiers nodded their heads as if agreeing with Wilson’s words.

For soldiers who had been through hell in this Blood-Soaked Land, a new commander was inevitably an uncomfortable, unpleasant, and troublesome existence.

No matter how much of a Knight they were, if they were newly commissioned, they lacked experience and were bound to make mistakes.

The problem was that in Kuberin, small mistakes led directly to death, so it was natural for soldiers to feel resistance toward newly appointed commanders.

“Heheh.”

Russell smiled triumphantly.

“How much experience do you think I have under my belt that I wouldn’t know that! You can put those worries to rest!”

“What kind of nonsense is that?”

“The new commander is none other than, none other than!!!”

Russell paused for dramatic effect, then shouted as if making a declaration.

“A Sigmund! A Sigmund!”

“…!”

The soldiers’ eyes widened as if they might pop out at any moment.

No matter how much the soldiers disliked rookie Knights, if it was a Sigmund, that was a different story.

Even a hatchling is still a dragon, isn’t it?

With a Sigmund, even a newly commissioned Knight would typically display tremendous combat power and leadership.

“If a Sigmund comes, those Barbarian bastards will be…”

Russell was speaking excitedly when.

Whack!

Wilson smacked Russell on the back of the head.

“Ow!”

“Hey you! Is a Sigmund your friend or something!”

Russell bristled with anger.

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