Surviving as the Wife of the Swordsmanship Clan’s Troublemaker - Chapter 63

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Episode 63

 

Before I knew it, the wedding was only a few days away.

 

I made various things with the wool I bought with my living expenses.

 

[What are you making so diligently? Just do it roughly. Roughly.]

 

Junel was very dissatisfied with me knitting day and night. Because the time I spent petting him had significantly decreased.

 

“I made yours with care, didn’t I?”

 

Junel was already wearing the wool clothes I made. I made it in his favorite blue color, and even though Junel didn’t even know what cold was, he kept praising it, saying it felt like his body was melting.

 

[Of course you should put care into this body’s clothes. But I don’t care about the other guys’ stuff.]

 

“Oh my.”

 

I shook my head and continued moving my hands. I was already second to none in speed at the knitting circle, and my skills had improved even more this time.

 

[You’re really going to start a business with that.]

 

“I don’t know when I’ll have to leave this family. I should spend money freely before then. I’ll do everything I want to do.”

 

[What you want to do is buying trouble for yourself? With the traitor encounter coming up in a few days, can you even focus on that right now!?]

 

Junel looked like he couldn’t understand.

 

[And to think you spent the money you received on these little bundles of fur. Wouldn’t it have been better to spend it on military funds! Buy a sword or something!]

 

Then he shot off a lecture.

 

“Junel. Do you think the Bloodmere family will fall because they don’t have money?”

 

[Hmm. That wouldn’t be the case. Look at all the gold and treasures I’ve seen here and there.]

 

“Right. A sword snatched from the warehouse would be twice as good as a sword bought with 100 gold. Besides, there’s not much I can do until I meet the traitor.”

 

As I said, it would be nice if I could snatch a sword from the warehouse, but I was continuously under the maids’ care due to wedding preparations.

 

Starting with skincare, there was a mountain of things to prepare like accessories and whatnot, and whenever I tried to take even a little break, the maids would grab me and nag. It was better to knit in my room instead.

 

“This wool yarn. It’s too expensive to buy outside. It’s completely top quality.”

 

It was made by hand from real wool, so it would have been expensive even if I bought it in modern times.

 

I bought a whole bunch of it, so I feel like I’ve become rich, right?

 

“You saw earlier, right? May was so moved she even shed tears.”

 

May even wiped away tears and said she would protect me from now on. It wasn’t that much, but she seemed to really like the wool cardigan.

 

“I should give them all around to feel at ease.”

 

I made everything.

 

Cardigans too.

 

Hats too.

 

Socks too.

 

Scarves too.

 

Clothes to give as a gift to Michelle’s baby who would be born soon too.

 

And that’s when it happened.

 

[Huh? Huh? What’s this? This fresh and delicious sword energy that’s throbbing?]

 

Junel flapped his wings and flew around swiftly.

 

“Helbeorn must be swinging a sword or something.”

 

[I should go check it out first!]

 

“Have a good trip. And if you see anything useful, you should keep it well too!”

 

[I will!]

 

***

 

The direction where Junel had his sword energy radar fully raised.

 

A bird’s nest at the cliff edge that touched close to the sky.

 

It was the habitat of Azraheldra, a dragon with a blue tail.

 

“Ha.”

 

Docheop stood there, stepping on dry tree branches.

 

It was a mountain ridge far from Bloodmere Castle. He came out dragging his drooping body while wiping the sweat that soaked his entire body.

 

In one hand was the famous sword Phasma that Hallara had given him through Moldorf. Blue blood was heavily dripping down the sword.

 

And the golden aura flowing from his body.

 

“I should hurry up with the awakening.”

 

Six small lights that shone like starlight flickered once and then disappeared.

 

He had achieved one of his purposes for coming here today.

 

Although he had once reached the peak, his body that had just reached 6-star had many restrictions. It felt like the number of muscles and blood vessels had decreased.

 

He moved his fingers one by one.

 

On the surface, it was no different from the past, but his body was still stiff as if sealed.

 

“If I fought now, I’d be trampled to death miserably.”

 

Johannes.

 

The one who borrowed the demon king’s power purely to kill humans.

 

The person Helbeorn had captured was dead.

 

When Docheop went to find him later, he had already been murdered. Nikolai judged this as only the traitor’s doing, but Docheop was certain from the cut marks on the corpse that the culprit was from the Holy Church. They emit strange sword energy and use unique swordsmanship.

 

‘Helbeorn recognized that immediately.’

 

This was also something that didn’t happen before the regression. Neither the Holy Church approaching, nor this being discovered.

 

“Helbeorn getting the blood sword too.”

 

Many things had changed.

 

And Hallara was at the center of that change. There were many things he wanted to ask Hallara directly, but she seemed to know nothing about her own identity.

 

He shook off the blue blood dripping from the tip of Phasma.

 

Seeing how she casually restored the famous sword, it seemed like she knew something. But seeing her cooking and fiddling with yarn in the manor, it also seemed like she knew nothing.

 

“Will I finally be able to find out what her identity is?”

 

Docheop stabbed the center of the dragon’s eye with Phasma. Blue blood splattered everywhere. And finally, he pulled out something like a jewel that shone brilliantly from the center of the eye.

 

Azraheldra’s eye.

 

Meaning the eye that sees through everything, it had the ability to see through anything.

 

To accurately investigate Hallara’s identity, Docheop had sought the dragon’s eye.

 

Since asking directly wouldn’t get a proper answer anyway.

 

Docheop arrived at Bloodmere Castle, changed his clothes, and immediately walked to the annex where Hallara was staying.

 

He happened to encounter the dedicated maid who was near the entrance.

 

“Oh, young master. Good day to you.”

 

“Guide me to Hallara’s room immediately.”

 

“Pardon? What’s the matter?”

 

May asked in surprise.

 

Since Docheop always waited outside the annex, she became suspicious at his sudden request to be guided to the room.

 

“Hurry.”

 

But Docheop didn’t give a reason and led the way into the annex.

 

***

 

While Junel went out saying the delicious sword energy suddenly disappeared and he would scout the area.

 

I took out cleaning tools to tidy up the room that was messy with wool scraps.

 

May might get angry if she found out I had hidden a broom.

 

“I can’t tell you to clean up after I gave you a gift.”

 

It was right for me to do the cleanup.

 

And I was just sweeping up a clump of yarn with the broom.

 

“Is it here?”

 

There was commotion outside the door.

 

Hearing a man’s voice, I thought Chef Hotsen had come with something to say, so I was about to straighten my back from sweeping.

 

“Is it Chef Hotsen? Please wait a moment.”

 

“What are you doing here?”

 

The door opened and the person who appeared was Docheop. Even I, standing far away, could tell that his eyes were quickly scanning the room.

 

“Young Master. What business do you have in my room?”

 

He had visited the annex before, but this was the first time he’d come to my room.

 

“Who’s Hotsen again?”

 

“The head chef here.”

 

“A man?”

 

“Yes.”

 

“What were you planning to do with that guy here.”

 

He asked.

 

“I heard a man’s voice from outside, so I thought it was Chef Hotsen. As you can see, I was cleaning.”

 

“Madam! Why are you cleaning? Where did you get that broom?”

 

What popped out in response to my answer was May. May jumped over like a startled otter and grabbed my broom, struggling to take it away.

 

I didn’t give in and put strength into holding it.

 

“May, wait a moment. I’ll just clean up what I messed up.”

 

“No! Are you really doing this again? Last time you were mopping and I caught you too!”

 

“I was just going to clean this up. I’m telling the truth!”

 

May looked like she didn’t believe me. It seemed like May was getting sharper by the day.

 

That’s when it happened. Docheop reached his arm between us two who were struggling over the wooden broom. The moment he grabbed the broom, it snapped in half.

 

“Why did you break it? It was a perfectly good broom.”

 

At that question, his gaze that had been lingering around the room turned to me.

 

“Have you been staying here from the beginning?”

 

“Huh? Yes.”

 

“There couldn’t have been any decent rooms in the corner of the annex.”

 

“That’s right. It was a room that looked like ghosts would totally appear in it.”

 

It was like that back then.

 

“It was reborn anew under my touch. When I first came, there were so many spider webs you could have made nets with them!”

 

Docheop’s gaze now turned to May. Rather than his sharp gaze, May gasped at my words.

 

“Y-you cleaned this room all by yourself, Madam?”

 

“Yeah. Wiping and sweeping and dusting. Oh, this sofa was originally gray. But when I dusted it off, guess what, it was light green!”

 

Haha.

 

But why is the atmosphere like this?

 

Docheop’s face was coldly hardened, and May couldn’t close her mouth.

 

“Am I the only one having fun right now?”

 

Feeling awkward as I fidgeted with my hair, Docheop grabbed my shoulder.

 

“Let’s go.”

 

“Huh? Where to?”

 

“Moving.”

 

“What? Where to! Leaving behind a perfectly good room!”

 

Docheop didn’t give me a detailed answer and commanded May.

 

“Maid. Pack up all the belongings.”

 

“Oh, yes! I’ll finish the moving preparations right away!”

 

And Docheop left the room with me without looking back. I came out to the annex entrance half-carried by him.

 

“Where are we going!”

 

A few steps away from the annex, clear sunlight poured down.

 

Only then did Docheop exhale as if he could finally breathe and answered.

 

“My room.”

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