The Son-In-Law of the Magician Is a Transcendent Sword Master - Chapter 27

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Chapter 27

Life in the main house was a continuous series of adaptations.

“Have you awakened, Lord Reagan?”

When I opened my eyes in the morning, fluffy down bedding wrapped around my entire body, and beside the bed, Sheril, assigned as my personal maid, was waiting with steaming wash water.

“Please let me know when you finish washing your face. I will help you change clothes.”

“Sheril, my hands and feet are perfectly fine.”

“Yes. However, don’t you dress crookedly and poorly, Lord Reagan? If someone who will become the face of Benheim in the future wanders around the estate with an appearance worse than street ruffians, it would bring shame to the entire family, including Lady Renia. As a maid, I cannot stand by and watch such a sight.”

Even the simple act of getting dressed had maids clinging to me.

That wasn’t all. They even interfered during meals, telling me to follow proper etiquette.

“…This excessive kindness never gets comfortable.”

It was indeed burdensome.

From my perspective, having lived as a mercenary for over ten years and camping in wilderness and rough terrain, the luxurious life at Benheim didn’t suit me at all.

“You must get used to it. You are now truly Benheim’s son-in-law in name and reality.”

“…Tsk.”

As Sheril said, three months had passed since the official announcement of my engagement to Renia.

Even the retainers who had looked at me with suspicious eyes when I first entered the main house began to approach me little by little once they realized I wasn’t a suspicious person.

Of course, the person I encountered most often was Renia. She would come to me early in the morning and fling open my door without even knocking.

“Reagan, are you awake?”

Just like this.

Renia, who had burst through the door, smiled mischievously with sparkling eyes.

“You’re awake. Come out quickly. Flowers are starting to bloom in the garden, you know? It’ll be perfect for having tea.”

Renia grabbed my arm and laughed brightly.

Like this, Renia would take me around the Benheim estate almost every day.

There wasn’t any special meaning to Renia’s actions. She had always been impulsive, and if something she wanted to do came to mind, she had to do it immediately to feel satisfied.

“Oh, right. Sheril says this winter will have unusually heavy snow. Reagan, have you ever seen snow?”

“Well, I’ve seen it when I was bored.”

“I’m envious. It rarely snows in Benheim even in winter, which is disappointing. But this winter we might be able to play in the snow.”

Actually, the relationship between Renia and me felt more like close friends rather than fiancés or betrothed partners. Since we weren’t adults yet, well, it was natural if you think about it.

Of course, there was one person who viewed this unfavorably.

“Ahem! How noisy from early morning.”

Arno cleared his throat with his arms crossed from across the corridor.

Arno, who initially glared at me as if he wanted to kill me whenever he saw me, seemed to have gotten used to me after three months and no longer gave me any particular harassment.

However, he still consistently glanced at us with wary eyes whenever Renia and I spent time together.

“Renia, don’t hang around with that guy too much. People will talk.”

“Why would they talk? Reagan and I are in an engagement relationship, aren’t we? Everyone knows that.”

“Ah, you haven’t held the ceremony yet! You haven’t even come of age! You never know how things in the world might turn out!”

“Why are you getting angry, brother?”

“Anyway!”

Arno’s face contorted. Renia covered her mouth and giggled as if she found his reaction amusing.

Well, Arno acting like this was proof of how much he cherished his sister. I decided to think of it positively.

“So Reagan, what time will you come to the workshop today?”

“Let’s see. I’ll probably go after lunch.”

“I’ll wait for you first. I’m going to win today.”

Arno turned around sharply and disappeared.

“He’ll lose again today.”

Renia muttered while watching his retreating figure stomping away.

For the past three months, I had been training magic with Arno in the main house’s workshop.

Training in the main house was similar in nature to training with Brock, but the efficiency was on a different level. The study was lined with precious magic books that I had never heard of or seen in the separate residence, and the workshop was equipped with several top-grade magic stones.

Being able to use top-grade magic stones, which were hard to obtain even with money, as freely as water. For a mage, there could be no greater paradise than this.

“My brother is determined to reach the 4th circle before you. Recently, he’s been studying while reducing his sleep, even pestering the senior researchers at the Magic Tower. It’s the first time I’ve seen brother train so diligently. It’s all because of you, Reagan.”

“Really? That’s good news.”

It was actually good news.

Arno was destined to become the head of Benheim. The stronger he became, the more it would help Benheim’s overall strength.

I had no intention of standing still either. To serve as Arno’s catalyst, and furthermore, to defeat the Archmage King, I had to become stronger.

My current circle was mid-3rd circle. I needed to aim for the 4th circle. To do that, I could only repeat my training.

“Oh, right. Reagan, do you have time after training this afternoon?”

While I was lost in thought, Renia asked as if something had just occurred to her.

“Well, I always have time. Why do you ask?”

“There’s a place I want to go with you.”

“I think we’ve already been to all the places worth visiting.”

Over the past three months, we had visited every facility in the estate.

Through that process, I could see how deep Renia’s affection for Benheim was.

Her blind hatred toward the Archmage King who had burned down the estate in my previous life was probably all because she loved this family called Benheim.

“There’s a place we haven’t been to. I’ll wait for you on the garden bench this afternoon. Don’t be too harsh on brother.”

Renia said this while grinning broadly and waving her hand.

* * *

The workshop prepared in Benheim’s main residence.

Crash-! With an explosive sound, Arno tumbled across the floor.

“Ugh! Tomorrow! We’re doing this tomorrow too! I’ll definitely beat you!”

Arno shouted while breathing heavily.

Contrary to his bold declaration that he would win this time, he had lost to me in sparring again today. Nevertheless, I quite liked how he didn’t give up and was determined to beat me next time.

So I decided to impart some of my teachings to Arno.

Of course, it was to tease him.

“First, let me give you some advice…”

“Don’t!”

“You’re using magic too nobly. No one will fall for such obvious techniques.”

“What are you talking about?”

“To win, you need to become shameless and cunning. You have to use everything you can.”

Arno glared at me with a disgusted expression.

More precisely, he was glaring at the blue sword in my hand.

“You monster, did you finally complete that thing?”

“Not quite complete, more like one step away from completion.”

It was a sword created by imitating Rucen’s sword creation magic. However, it was on a completely different level from the crude result I had made during the Hunting Festival three months ago.

Now it wasn’t just about feeding it aura.

I had engraved Benheim’s runic characters into the mana circuits that formed the sword’s framework, dramatically increasing its durability and power, and compressed the aura to its limit to maximize cutting power.

With this level, unless it was a famous sword, anything that clashed with it would be cut in half immediately.

Ting.

I flicked the blade with my finger. Despite being a sword made of mana, it rang with a clear metallic sound.

“Well, this is quite excellent.”

A sword made with magic, yet harder than steel and sharper than aura.

A patchwork that added Benheim’s formula to Rucen’s form, and infused it with my energy.

However, its power was the real deal.

“I just told you, didn’t I? You have to use everything you can.”

“Stealing another family’s secret techniques and modifying them. Where did you sell your pride as a mage?”

“Well. Unlike someone, I don’t have memories of being raised as a mage.”

“…Argh! That shameless bastard!”

Arno burst with frustration.

He wanted to argue back, but since I was the winner of the sparring match, Arno had nothing to say.

“Just wait and see. No matter what outrageous things you do, I’ll show you that orthodoxy ultimately wins.”

“Yeah, yeah. I’m looking forward to it.”

With that, I left the workshop with a mocking smile on my face.

I had an appointment with Renia in the afternoon. When I went out to the garden bench, Renia was already there with a genuine smile, having apparently heard about the outcome of the sparring match.

“How was my brother?”

“He was grinding his teeth, saying he’d win next time.”

“Same as always. Let’s go now.”

“I’d like to hear at least some explanation of where we’re going.”

“Outside the estate.”

At those words, I frowned.

Just a few months ago, Renia had recklessly crossed the family’s boundaries and ventured outside the estate, nearly getting kidnapped by black mages.

“Is it really okay for us to just go out like this?”

“Of course not. Father might be one thing, but Allet would foam at the mouth in opposition.”

“Then how exactly are you planning to get out?”

“There’s a doghole I use frequently.”

I let out a deep sigh and rubbed my face.

So she was planning to sneak out after all.

If Stern found out, it would be cause for alarm.

“Don’t worry. I’ll make sure we don’t get caught.”

“…That doesn’t seem to be the issue here…”

“I’ll take full responsibility. And if it gets dangerous, you can protect me like you did that time, right Reagan?”

“…”

When I looked at Renia with narrowed eyes, she seemed pleased with my reaction and giggled while covering her mouth with her hand.

Well, the Renia from my memories was like that too. She was a woman who preferred wild forests over well-manicured gardens.

“Fine. But if we get caught, you’re taking all the blame.”

“Ahaha! How heartless!”

Renia giggled and pulled my hand along.

“So, where are we trying to go?”

“You’ll know. It’s where we first met.”

“First?”

After my regression, when I arrived at the Benheim estate, I had followed Renia and reunited with her.

That place was…

“…The graveyard?”

It certainly wasn’t suitable as a date course.

* * *

We crossed over Benheim’s fence. Renia, wearing her robe pulled up, walked without hesitation as if such transgressions were very familiar to her.

Eventually, following Renia, we arrived at the graveyard.

“Here it is.”

The place where Renia’s steps stopped was exactly the same as last time.

“Last time, I couldn’t even greet her properly.”

“…”

It was where Renia’s birth mother was buried.

Renia skillfully pulled out the weeds around the tombstone and brushed off the dust that had accumulated on the grave marker with her robe sleeve.

“Aren’t you curious why our mother is buried in an outside graveyard instead of the family mausoleum?”

“…Well, if it’s a difficult reason to talk about, there’s no need to force it.”

“It’s not like that.”

Renia smiled bitterly as she stroked the tombstone.

[Lillian Isilia von Benheim]

After staring at that name for a while, Renia opened her mouth.

“Actually, our mother was from a commoner background. She wasn’t even a mage.”

“…That’s quite unexpected. I thought a great magic family would naturally be connected to other mage families.”

“Right? Usually that’s true. But apparently our father fell for her at first sight. He forgot his dignity and courted her passionately.”

Imagining that noble Stern passionately courting a woman of commoner origin made me chuckle.

Renia seemed to have the same thought as she giggled and continued.

“So when our mother gave birth to me and passed away, the elders flew into a rage, saying she couldn’t be laid to rest in the family burial grounds. Something about how mixed lowly blood would muddy the mana vein. Father was grinding his teeth, saying he’d turn the Council of Elders upside down… but in the end, he held back because of mother’s last words.”

“…”

“She said she didn’t want to listen to those rigid people’s nagging even after death. She said she’d rather be in an open place. At least here you can see the sky better than in that dark mausoleum, right?”

“…That’s true.”

“Actually, the family members don’t like me coming here either. They think our mother is Benheim’s shame. That’s why I used to sneak out before.”

“I can see why your father dislikes the elders.”

I silently helped Renia pull the weeds that had grown around the gravesite.

Lowly blood. Commoner origin.

Perhaps the reason Renia had opened her heart to me, a mere mercenary, in my previous life was because we had such common ground.

“Say hello, mother. This is my fiancé.”

After cleaning the grave like that, Renia spoke brightly toward the tombstone.

“He’s a bit blunt and speaks roughly… but he’s still a pretty decent guy. He even fell for me at first sight. Funny, right?”

When my expression twisted, Renia saw it and laughed.

“Reagan, you say hello too.”

“…Mm. It’s nice to meet you.”

“Haha, what’s that? That’s funny.”

Renia kept hitting my back. The feeling wasn’t entirely unpleasant.

In my previous life, Renia had never once told me stories about her mother.

That was probably because to the Renia of my previous life, I was a comrade, not a lover.

Now it’s different. In this life, I stand by her side as Renia’s companion and Benheim’s son-in-law.

I muttered quietly toward the tombstone.

“…In this life, I will definitely protect her.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“It’s something like that.”

I regressed because of Renia. Various circumstantial evidence supports this fact.

I don’t know why Renia sent me to the past instead of herself, what her true intention was. But I had no intention of wasting the second chance she gave me.

No matter what happens, I will kill the Archmage King.

And I will protect this girl who is beside me now.

I engraved that single-minded determination deep into my bones once again.

“Let’s go back, Renia. The sun will set soon.”

“Okay.”

When we left the graveyard and returned to the Benheim estate, the surroundings were already growing dim.

When Renia held her breath and opened the front door…

“I was waiting.”

“…Ugh.”

We came face to face with Stern, who had been waiting for us behind the door.

Right. With so many watchful eyes within Benheim, how could we not get caught?

In the end, we were caught red-handed.

“Renia, where exactly have you been?”

“…Th, that is…”

Renia, who had been desperately trying to think of an excuse, gulped when she saw Stern’s stern expression.

Then, as soon as Stern’s sharp gaze reached her, she quickly hid behind my back.

It seemed she had long forgotten her promise to take responsibility herself.

I let out a deep sigh and opened my mouth.

“…Actually… I enticed Renia to the town square…”

I tried to make an excuse, but Stern raised his hand to stop my words.

“Enough. You must have gone to see her mother. When a child wants to visit their mother, I can’t stop even that.”

Stern’s gaze lingered on the tips of Renia’s shoes, which were covered in dirt. I expected to be scolded, but his eyes were surprisingly calm.

“First, since it’s late, hurry inside and wash up.”

Stern waved his hand. Renia let out a sigh of relief and left as if fleeing down the corridor. Just as I was about to follow her, Stern called me back.

“Reagan, you stay for a moment.”

“Is there some problem?”

“Yes. I have something to discuss with you separately.”

Stern confirmed that Renia had entered her room before opening his mouth.

The gentle eyes of a father looking at his daughter from moments before had completely vanished, replaced only by the cold, sharp gaze of a family head.

“The whereabouts of the black mage Markel have been identified.”

Renia’s uncle, and the black mage who betrayed the family.

Finally, we had caught his trail.

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