Surviving as the Wife of the Swordsmanship Clan’s Troublemaker - Chapter 59

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Episode 59

 

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A border region not far from the war zone where the Duke was stationed.

 

The very place where, just a few days ago, there had been a battle between Helbeorn and knights emanating a strange aura.

 

An investigation team sent by the Emperor of the Western Empire had arrived there. They thoroughly searched the area to find traces of the Holy Knights mentioned in the letter they had received from Bloodmere.

 

“Hmm. What do you think?”

 

After hours of examining the desolate village in the border region, the investigation team began to gather one by one.

 

“There’s nothing here.”

 

“It’s a wasteland itself.”

 

The investigation results were exactly as they said. Dozens of knights had accompanied the investigation team to prepare for any possible situation. Additionally, a historian who could verify the existence of Holy Knights was also with them.

 

However, there was nothing there. They couldn’t even find the corpses of the knights that Helbeorn and Nilson claimed to have dealt with. As if nothing had happened at all. It was just a village swept away by war long ago, with no traces left behind.

 

They returned to the Imperial Palace empty-handed and stood before the Emperor.

 

“How strange.”

 

The Emperor, having received a detailed report of the entire situation, rested his chin on his hand.

 

“A prince of Bloodmere wouldn’t spout nonsense.”

 

Helbeorn was an 8th-class knight.

 

A knight of that caliber couldn’t have failed to properly assess his opponent’s abilities. Yet Helbeorn, who had roamed battlefields following his father, couldn’t discern anything about his enemies?

 

“Hmm.”

 

“I suspect they encountered a band of defeated soldiers turned bandits. The Northern Empire has particularly many remnant defeated soldiers.”

 

In the Northern Empire, defeated soldiers were expected to take their own lives to preserve their honor as knights. Because of this, those who lost in battle were notorious for hiding along trade routes and turning to banditry.

 

“He specifically mentioned suspecting them to be Holy Knights. Since it was a knight of Bloodmere who said this, not just any family, there might be something only they could recognize.”

 

“But since the seal, no one has seen traces of Holy Knights. Even ancient historians couldn’t find a single drop of their blood or strand of their hair.”

 

The subsequent report deepened the furrow in the Emperor’s brow once again.

 

If it had been anyone else’s request, he might have ended the investigation here.

 

But the one who sent this urgent report was none other than Francesca Bloodmere.

 

He couldn’t carelessly investigate and dismiss a request made directly by the Empress’s younger sister.

 

“Dispatch an investigation team to ‘Seraphim’s Paradise.’ Form a new investigation team with part of the Imperial Army and send people there.”

 

The Emperor issued his command.

 

Johannes’s place of confinement, ‘Seraphim’s Paradise’ located at the center of the four empires—north, south, east, and west. He would have that place scouted.

 

“That place is currently under the Northern Empire’s jurisdiction.”

 

“The Northern Empire? That works out even better. Those who lost the war can’t make much of a fuss about it.”

 

The Emperor was more afraid of his wife nagging him every night for half-heartedly fulfilling his sister-in-law’s request.

 

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Meanwhile, the three hero families located in various countries were abuzz with unexpected wedding invitation news.

 

“A wedding invitation came from Bloodmere?”

 

It was an invitation Francesca had sent to the three ducal houses.

 

“Oh ho. I heard they won the recent war, so they must be marrying off their eldest son.”

 

“That’s what I thought, but oh my, it’s news of the second son’s wedding.”

 

“The second son? That prince called a wastrel?”

 

Having already stirred things up, she was determined to make a proper spectacle of it by sending invitations to the three families beyond the borders.

 

Naturally, upon hearing it was about Docheop’s wedding, reactions quickly became lukewarm.

 

“Hmm. Bloodmere… We’d have to cross two borders to get there. Should we skip it this time?”

 

In the Eastern Empire, farthest from the west, the lady of the Tierphol Ducal House was hearing the same news. It was a family that belonged to the four great hero families along with Bloodmere.

 

“My lady, wait a moment!”

 

The maid shook her head as she spoke to her mistress, who was having her nails prettily manicured.

 

“They say the bride is a commoner?”

 

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After being tormented by Miss Coco Dior for a long time getting fitted for dresses, I finally returned to my room and sprawled on the sofa.

 

Even while preparing for the wedding, only my conversation with Nikolai kept coming to mind.

 

Now that the final boss-level villain called the Holy Church had shown its tail, I couldn’t just sit idle.

 

‘I sincerely hope it’s not true, but there’s a high possibility that Hallara and the Holy Church were involved in Bloodmere’s destruction.’

 

I knitted while turning things over in my head.

 

When thoughts filled my mind completely, nothing beat knitting.

 

‘First, the most important thing.’

 

Nothing was more important than Docheop awakening as a 9th-class knight.

 

For him to demonstrate his true power, four more steps remained.

 

‘If he had his companions, they would be his strength.’

 

But Docheop’s companions were scattered across all four empires. One was even a slave who had been passed between slave traders in different empires. To meet them, he would have to leave the family estate at the very least.

 

“Junel. You’ve been hard to see lately?”

 

I grumbled as I watched Junel flutter in.

 

He was the one who said he’d stay here to protect the family, yet I was doing all the worrying alone.

 

[Huhu. Hallara! This body feels like it has returned to its youth. My sword energy is absolutely brimming.]

 

“I feel like I’ve aged these past few days.”

 

[Tsk tsk. Look at this skin. It’s all cracked and dry. You’re being too complacent, trusting in your face.]

 

Tsk, Junel clicked his tongue.

 

I was dumbfounded.

 

“You used to call him ‘that guy, that guy’ all the time. Now you’re head over heels for Helbeorn, is that it?”

 

[Even if I like him, I won’t die. This body is an immortal spirit.]

 

“Right. You won’t die, but I will. And soon this family will be destroyed and Helbeorn will die too. You’ll be alone again.”

 

I’m the one who got involved here because of someone, yet I’m the only one working myself to the bone, is that it?

 

[What are you talking about! Didn’t this body find all the legendary swords until recently? Moreover, I wrote down in detail how to restore the legendary swords. You’re the one who gave the blood sword to Helbeorn, Hallara.]

 

“Listen here, Mr. Spirit. Can a few legendary swords prevent destruction? If they could, would this solid Bloodmere have fallen?”

 

[This girl has such a nasty way of speaking.]

 

“You say you’ve been sticking with Helbeorn, but doesn’t Helbeorn talk about it? About catching someone like those from the Holy Church.”

 

[What?!]

 

Only then did Junel unfold his crossed arms.

 

[Those wicked bastards? At Bloodmere? Is that true?]

 

It seemed Helbeorn had caught them and then abandoned them, pretending not to know anything.

 

Given his personality, that was entirely plausible.

 

“I’m not certain they’re from the Holy Church yet, but the possibility is high. And that’s not all? Not only did they enter the dominion, but they were looking for me. They had grabbed our neighbor Madam Michelle as if they were going to kill her, and Helbeorn barely rescued her after discovering them.”

 

[What?! Hallara, you?!]

 

He’s going to lose his voice at this rate.

 

When did Madam Michelle even come here…

 

“Come to think of it, where have you been all this time? Are you going to keep making me feel neglected like this?”

 

[Well, that’s…]

 

Junel rummaged in his pocket and pulled out something.

 

Then he slathered a cream with a yellow glow all over my face.

 

“What’s this, all of a sudden. Are you going to do this during a serious conversation?”

 

[What’s a serious conversation?]

 

“A serious dialogue.”

 

[Apply this first! This body, you see, raided the cosmetics of the lady of this house. Her face was glowing, so I wanted to apply it to you too. It means this body always thinks of you wherever I go, you ungrateful girl.]

 

“Should I be grateful for this or not?”

 

[Of course you should be grateful. Always and everywhere, you’re my number one priority.]

 

If only he couldn’t speak.

 

Still, the cream that smelled nice and instantly moisturized her rough skin made her feel a little better.

 

“Anyway, I decided to become the bait myself, so you have to protect me.”

 

[What? What bait? How dare you make such a decision without consulting me!]

 

“That man Helbeorn captured was murdered. It means there’s a traitor in the family. And since that man’s target was me, I decided to lure them out.”

 

A traitor definitely exists.

 

If I had remembered that name from the original story, I wouldn’t have to go through this trouble.

 

Am I already getting old?

 

It’s my fault for having poor memory.

 

[Sigh… Hallara. Listen carefully. Actually, those Order bastards who were supposed to be sleeping in history. They’re still alive. Just because they’ve been quiet doesn’t mean they’ve all disappeared.]

 

Junel became serious.

 

“How did you know that?”

 

[You believe me?]

 

“Of course.”

 

In the latter half of the novel, those Order bastards who were thought to have disappeared make their full appearance. I didn’t see it to the end, but my ten years of experience as a fantasy reader pointed to them being the final villains.

 

“Though I don’t know if they’re what destroys Bloodmere.”

 

Not seeing the ending is my eternal regret. Because of the main family’s ancestral rites, I spent several days just preparing for the ceremony…

 

“But how do you know about this? Did you see them?”

 

[Spirit eyes can distinguish them.]

 

Junel said this while unusually lowering his voice.

 

[Because we don’t die. That’s why Brinihanta was exterminated. Those vile creatures needed to eliminate Brinihanta, who could see spirits, in order to rise again.]

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