Surviving as the Wife of the Swordsmanship Clan’s Troublemaker - Chapter 38

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Episode 38

 

“Aren’t you going to ask why I went to the border?”

 

“I’m not curious.”

 

“Hey! It was because of you?! I stopped you and that scoundrel from being kicked out immediately. I prevented my brother from seeking father’s permission.”

 

It seemed Nikolai had sent an urgent message to the Duke who was at the battlefield. And Helbeorn had stopped it.

 

“I see.”

 

“What’s with that reaction? Aren’t you going to thank me?”

 

“Did you do it to receive thanks?”

 

Absolutely not. Everyone in this family knew that Helbeorn disliked Docheop. For him to go all the way to the border to stop it, there must be a clear ulterior motive.

 

“No. I said it was because of you.”

 

One corner of Helbeorn’s mouth rose menacingly. Then he staggered toward me.

 

“The ribs you hurt are still aching.”

 

“What power could I possibly have?”

 

I pretended not to know.

 

The one with real power isn’t me, it’s Junel!

 

“I’ll find that out by dissecting you piece by piece.”

 

But Helbeorn would never believe my words.

 

Don’t come closer!

 

“Wait! Let’s talk from there.”

 

As I waved my hands and stepped back while looking at the crazy man, Helbeorn moved even faster.

 

“We can only talk here if talking actually works.”

 

He seemed to have a lot built up. Being overpowered by my strength must have constantly wounded his pride.

 

“I told you I don’t know about that wind! I fell down too. It must have been a gust of wind.”

 

“Don’t be ridiculous. Do you think I’m an idiot who can’t distinguish between wind and sword energy?”

 

“I can’t distinguish them. I don’t know!”

 

There was nowhere left to retreat.

 

As soon as my back touched the wall, Helbeorn came right up to my face.

 

He, as tall as Docheop, looked down at me contemptuously.

 

“I’ll find that out by revealing your true identity completely.”

 

“How will you reveal it? I’m just a commoner with nothing.”

 

Are you going to dissect me or something?

 

I kept my mouth shut since he might actually do it if I asked, and Helbeorn rolled up both his sleeves. Blood vessels bulged menacingly over his muscular arms.

 

“There are plenty of ways to do it.”

 

“Wh-what. Are you going to hit me?”

 

“Torture? It’s a classic method.”

 

Crazy bastard!

 

“Are you really sane? I may look like this, but I came in as your sister-in-law!”

 

“Sister-in-law my ass. Do you think I consider that scoundrel family?”

 

“Even if you don’t consider him family, he’s still your blood brother. Besides, the Duchess told you not to lay a hand on me last time.”

 

If Docheop doesn’t work, I have no choice but to use Francesca as a shield.

 

“Hah! Mom would be much happier without you. A commoner daughter-in-law? Do you think mom keeps you around because she likes you?”

 

That’s true, but.

 

“Then she wouldn’t have brought me in at all. Mother said she liked that I truly love Prince Docheop?”

 

Back then I didn’t even know Docheop’s face so I was just spouting nonsense, but anyway, Francesca did value this point highly.

 

“Love? Looove?”

 

But somehow it seems to have the opposite effect.

 

“How dare you talk about love in front of me?”

 

Helbeorn glared with bulging eyes. His hands trembled as if he couldn’t wait to crush me right away.

 

“You could do it too, young master!”

 

“I’m going to?”

 

“Should I introduce someone to you?”

 

“…Introduce?”

 

I just said it casually, but Helbeorn’s tone lowered. He became serious.

 

“Hey! Are you going to introduce someone or not?”

 

“Huh? Oh, that’s…”

 

Oops, I thought.

 

Come to think of it, that’s not something I should say.

 

I don’t have anyone to introduce, but even if I did, it would be perfect for cutting ties with any acquaintances I’d made.

 

Rather than lying about introducing a non-existent woman and continuing to be tormented, it’s better to nip it in the bud.

 

“If, if there is someone. If someone who matches you appears, young master.”

 

Someone slightly crazy, for instance.

 

Someone with a saint-like personality who could fully embrace him, someday…

 

“Damn! Are you changing your words right away? Do you want to die?”

 

He clenched his fist again.

 

Unlike before, murderous intent was radiating from him. He seems really angry this time.

 

‘Shit. How do I get rid of this guy.’

 

At that moment, something flashed through my mind.

 

“Instead, there’s something better.”

 

“Something better? Are you finally going to show me the power you used?”

 

“I told you I don’t have power. I found something much better than some unknown power.”

 

What I thrust forward was the blood sword I’d been holding in one hand.

 

[No! How can you give the awakened blood sword to such a guy!]

 

Sorry Junel, I need to survive first.

 

“What is it? That looks kind of strange?”

 

“It’s a sword I found here.”

 

“A sword? What sword?”

 

“A famous sword.”

 

A famous sword that you guys had stored away.

 

“What are you talking about? Do you think we’d store a famous sword in a warehouse like this?”

 

“That’s what happened.”

 

“Even if that were true, how would you recognize it?”

 

“I saw it in a book.”

 

The answer was clear.

 

Here, I had no intention of using the cheat keys that possessors commonly use, like having the vision to see the future or being a pioneer.

 

I need to size up my opponent before attacking. If I used that on Helbeorn, I’d become a fugitive again.

 

“I saw it in a book, and I happened to discover it while hiding from you, young master. Honestly, I was going to tell our prince first. Here, I’ll specially give it to you, young master, since you’re single.”

 

“What kind of famous sword is it?”

 

At the mention of a famous sword, his fiery temper calmed down a bit.

 

[Hallara, this really won’t do. How can you give away the sword we found!]

 

It was originally theirs anyway.

 

I gave that look, thinking I’d appease Junel with sweet snacks later.

 

“I saw it in a book called ‘I Am a Legendary Sword.’ The pattern was unique so I remembered it. It’s a book I read long ago, so my memory is a bit hazy.”

 

“Hmm.”

 

“At least take a look at it. And please stop looking for me. I’m begging you.”

 

“What if it’s not a famous sword?”

 

He asked skeptically.

 

“Young master, let’s make peace now. I really don’t know about what happened that time, and there’s no way for me to explain it. I’m giving you this precious sword first instead of Prince Docheop, so please let it slide just this once.”

 

I handed the scabbard to Helbeorn as if passing it off and forced a smile. If it weren’t for Helbeorn, life here wouldn’t be too bad.

 

He took the sword.

 

I quickly moved far away, waving both hands as I said goodbye.

 

“Well then, have a good day!”

 

Hoping desperately that I wouldn’t see her again.

 

***

 

A legendary sword?

 

‘That tiny woman is really playing with me.’

 

The warehouse where Hallara had hidden was a storage for the trophies of past dukes.

 

It meant that anything useful had already been taken out and sold multiple times.

 

There’s no way a legendary sword would be left in such a warehouse.

 

“That woman is properly making a fool of me.”

 

Helbeorn spat out curses as he picked up a sword that was within reach.

 

Even knowing this, he had played along because of the strange sword energy that had been weighing heavily on his body. His body trembled finely at this sword energy he was feeling for the first time.

 

His body was already injured, and this bizarre sword energy made even his tongue feel sluggish.

 

He had actually followed this sensation here, but there had been a woman inside. He was just thinking that she was definitely a woman with something fishy about her, but even after the woman left, this sword energy continued to press down on him.

 

A strong gravity pressed down on his shoulders. Unable to endure it any longer, Helbeorn fell to his knees.

 

“Damn it! What the hell!!”

 

He was barely supporting his body with the scabbard that Hallara had shoved at him while spouting nonsense. At that moment, a sword at his eye level, the strange pattern on the sword that Hallara had mentioned.

 

It was the moment his eyes met the unfamiliar pattern modeled after an eye.

 

The sword resonated.

 

Helbeorn drew the sword from its scabbard with a feeling of disbelief.

 

He saw a bright red sword he had never seen before in his life.

 

Fwaaaash-!

 

At that moment, the red sword energy that flared up wrapped around his body, then transformed into sharp arrows that pierced his body from all directions.

 

“Aaaaargh!!”

 

Helbeorn writhed in pain that penetrated his entire body.

 

He tried to let go of the sword, but his hand, which had become entangled like red veins, was stuck to the sword as if they were one body. The crimson sword energy pouring from his fingertips pierced through his body without stopping.

 

“Damn iiiiit!!”

 

His body was battered, but the sword showed no intention of letting him go. It would have been nice if someone discovered and rescued him, but the warehouse where Hallara had hidden was in a secluded part of the manor where no one came and went, so only his voice echoed.

 

“That woman… I won’t let her get away with this!!”

 

In the midst of it all, only Helbeorn writhed in pain for a long time.

 

***

 

[How could you hand over that sword!]

 

Junel’s nagging continued sharply after losing the sword.

 

“We can just find another legendary sword. I’ll actively help.”

 

Since Docheop needs a sword too.

 

It was frustrating to have it taken by Helbeorn, but it was an unavoidable choice.

 

[The Blood Sword isn’t just any legendary sword. It’s a sword that came alive by drinking your blood, so if someone who can’t handle that bloodlust grabs the sword, they’ll be devoured alive!]

 

“Devoured?”

 

[I’m saying they could die! If a swordsman without the ability to handle it tries to tame the sword, they’ll have all their sword energy drained by the sword and die.]

 

Wait a minute.

 

“So you’re saying Helbeorn could die?”

 

[If he can’t handle it, then yes.]

 

That might not be so bad either…?

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