The Son-In-Law of the Magician Is a Transcendent Sword Master - Chapter 5

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Chapter 5

It was some time ago.

During the period when the war was intensifying, it was just after we had finished a battle.

The resistance soldiers under Renia’s command were so exhausted that not one of them could move properly, and I too was in a state of complete exhaustion after just fighting the Archmage King’s personal guard. There were no major injuries, but my body wouldn’t listen to me because I had used mana beyond my limits.

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– Ahaha. Your legs have completely given out.

– If you know that, why don’t you cast some healing magic?

– Why should I? What a waste of mana.

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In contrast, Renia was perfectly fine. A mage who had crossed the barrier of the 8th circle was physically superior to most swordsmen.

In that situation, Renia grinned and said this to me.

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– Looking at you, Reagan, reminds me of my father.

– I’m not that old. I don’t even look old for my age.

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At my words, Renia scrunched up her face as if asking if I was serious.

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– No. You look plenty old, you know? With just a little exaggeration, you’re like my father’s age.

– …You should be grateful that I can’t move right now.

– Anyway. My father, you see, was quite an interesting person despite being rigid.

– Bragging about your parents in front of an orphan?

– If you keep acting like that, I’m going to get angry.

– Sorry.

– Getting back to it, my father was a rather unique person. Rather than someone who was perfectly polite and formal, he preferred people who were somewhat rude but bold. He was quite playful too.

– So that’s why you’re so rude?

– Hmm… I suppose so? Anyway, if father were still alive, he would have really liked you, Reagan.

– That sounds like you’re saying I’m a rude person.

– You heard correctly.

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A fragmentary memory with Renia that remained in a corner of my mind.

It was just a brief memory, but now that I had returned to the past, it held different meaning.

Because I could now see with my own eyes the father that Renia had told me about.

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“You, what’s your name?”

“It’s Reagan. I don’t have a family name.”

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Renia’s father.

That is, the head of the Benheim family.

Steren von Benheim was a man with a peculiar impression. Unlike a typical mage, he wore a neat suit instead of robes, and had a monocle over one eye.

Unlike the guard who had been protecting the family’s entrance, it was impossible to gauge Steren’s level from his appearance. At first glance, he seemed to have no mana at all.

However, that was actually proof that he was a great mage. Excellent mages perfectly control their mana so it doesn’t leak outside their bodies.

I concentrated my consciousness to check the density of mana surrounding his body.

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‘He must be at the end of the 7th circle. He’s a monster.’

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The human limit was the 7th circle.

And among those, he was at the peak.

It was a level sufficient to represent a corner of the Empire’s magical world.

The elderly butler who seemed to be assisting Steren at his side was also a mage, and he too appeared to be at least 6th circle by rough estimation.

So this is what they call a great magic family. I was inwardly impressed.

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“So, Reagan, was it.”

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Meanwhile, Steren von Benheim pulled a chair in front of the iron bars and sat down, examining the pendant from various angles. Every time his head moved up and down, his seagull-shaped mustache twitched.

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“I won’t ask twice, Reagan. This item, where did you get it.”

“I was lucky.”

“Speak in detail. I’m not in the mood for jokes right now.”

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Steren spoke firmly. The way he looked at me was unmistakably the gaze one gives a thief.

Well, it made sense. A person connected to his daughter’s attack incident was also carrying a lost family heirloom, so suspicion was a natural course of action.

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‘…What should I do.’

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I pondered.

Should I tell the truth after all?

Telling the truth wouldn’t be difficult.

That I had returned from the future 10 years hence, and that 7 years from now a black mage called the Archmage King would set the continent ablaze with war, and that I had come to Benheim to prevent this.

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‘No, it’s too early.’

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Let me postpone revealing the fact that I had regressed.

At this point in time, there was a high possibility that the Archmage King was already preparing for war.

If a kid who hadn’t even created a mana core yet went around blabbing about future events, it would be perfect for getting killed.

Being in front of the Benheim family head was no exception. It would be better to reveal it when I had become strong enough to take care of myself.

So I chose appropriate words and opened my mouth.

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“I received it from someone.”

“Someone?”

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At my words, the elderly butler beside Steren reacted.

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“In detail. What did this person look like? Did they say anything else? Quickly! Tell us everything you remember!”

“Allet, that’s enough. Am I not currently having a conversation with this boy?”

“…Ah, my apologies.”

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The old man called by name, Allet, bowed his head and stepped back two paces to the side.

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“Sorry about that. Our chief steward is obsessed with catching the thief.”

“I understand.”

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I nodded.

Steren gestured with his chin.

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“So. Who exactly did you receive that pendant from?”

“It was a mage. They wore a pointed hat and robes.”

“A mage… An interesting story. To think there’s a mage going around in such old-fashioned attire these days.”

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Before my regression, Renia, unlike her father, used to go around wearing typical mage clothing.

Robes and a pointed hat. And lastly, even ridiculous boots. It was anachronistic attire.

When I asked why he wore such cumbersome clothes, the answer I got back was quite something.

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– Isn’t it pretty? I look like a mage.

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In any case, Stern, the head of the family, also wanted to catch the thief who stole the relic. He took the bait I threw completely.

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“So, Reagan. Do you remember that person’s appearance and clothing?”

“Since they wore a pointed hat pulled down low, I couldn’t make out the detailed facial features. But I do remember that it was a woman with golden hair and violet eyes.”

“What…?”

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Golden hair and violet eyes.

These were the physical characteristics that had been passed down through generations in the bloodline of the great magic family Benheim. I nodded and continued speaking.

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“Yes. That mage had the same hair color and eyes as you, my lord.”

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There was only one thing this could mean.

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“So according to your words, a Benheim mage stole the family treasure and delivered it to a kid like you with no connections? You’re asking me to believe that?”

“Even if you don’t believe it, there’s not much we can do about it. However, that mage told me to deliver these rune characters to Benheim.”

“…Wait.”

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Stern’s eyes widened as he listened to the story. After hearing my words, he seemed to have realized something strange.

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“You just said rune characters. How did you know that fact? That there are rune characters written inside the pendant… that’s a secret known only to the family’s high officials, including the captain.”

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Of course it would be a secret.

If I hadn’t heard about it from Renia, who was the last head of Benheim, I wouldn’t have known about it in my dreams either.

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“I heard it from the mage who delivered the pendant to me. The fact that there are still uninterpreted final rune characters written inside the family treasure.”

“…Did that mage really say that?”

“Yes.”

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My words were undoubtedly the truth.

I had just condensed some information and added a little embellishment.

Fortunately, Stern seemed inclined to believe my words.

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“…If that mage told you that, then you should also know what domain this rune deals with. Tell me. What is this rune?”

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With his face turned pale white, Stern threw the pendant through the iron bars.

I received the pendant without changing my expression and fell into thought.

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‘What could the true identity of this rune be?’

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Long contemplation wasn’t necessary.

The effect of the rune inside the pendant. Though I hadn’t heard the details from Renia, having returned to the past, I could now roughly guess the identity of this rune.

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“It’s a rune that deals with time, isn’t it?”

“…”

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It seemed to be the correct answer.

Captain Allet covered his mouth, and Stern raised his trembling hand to remove the glasses from his eye socket and place them on the table.

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“It’s undoubtedly the truth. That you… met a Benheim mage.”

“Didn’t I say it was the truth?”

“Reagan, was saving my daughter Renia today also at that mage’s request?”

“Yes. The mage who gave me the pendant informed me that an attack would happen today. It’s all thanks to that that I was able to save Miss Renia.”

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I hadn’t considered that far, but since Stern was conveniently misunderstanding on his own, it made the story easier.

It wasn’t even a lie. The one who told me about being attacked by a dark mage was Renia herself, who had given me the pendant.

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“Hmm.”

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Stern let out a thoughtful sound. He turned his head to exchange glances with Captain Allet.

Soon Stern cleared his throat and looked at me. The wariness that had been on his face had long since melted away like snow.

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“You met a Benheim mage and received orders to deliver this pendant. In the process, you also saved my daughter. That means… that mage essentially guided you to our family.”

“I think so as well.”

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I nodded and continued speaking.

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“By the way, the mage who gave me the pendant said I had talent.”

“Talent?”

“Yes. They said that if I learned magic, I would surely achieve great success.”

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At my words, a smile appeared on Stern’s lips.

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“Should I understand that as meaning they want us to accept you into Benheim?”

“I merely conveyed that person’s words to you. The decision would be yours to make, my lord.”

“Haha. Then… as the head of the family, I’ll ask. Reagan, do you have any thoughts about becoming a mage at Benheim?”

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To think Benheim would make the offer first.

I smiled with satisfaction and nodded.

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“Gladly.”

“Good. Captain Allet will guide you to a place to stay. Since the night is deep, for today first rest from your journey and…”

“I’m sorry, but there’s one more thing I’d like to ask.”

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I interrupted Stern’s words and brought up my business.

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“Naturally, all work should come with appropriate compensation.”

“…Speak freely.”

“Is there no reward for me?”

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At my direct words, Stern blinked.

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“Bringing you within Benheim’s protection, isn’t that sufficient reward?”

“That’s entirely thanks to the mage who entrusted me with the task and your excellent judgment in recognizing it, my lord. What I want to talk about is compensation for my achievement in bringing this relic back to Benheim. According to the public notice posted on the streets, you promised to open Benheim’s treasure vault and give substantial rewards to whoever recovered the relic. And I believe that the Benheim Count’s family has always been a trustworthy family that never breaks its promises.”

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Upon hearing my words, the head of Benheim smiled slightly. Meanwhile, Captain Allet’s face behind him turned red and blue.

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“How dare you flap your mouth about what safety! Just because it was breached doesn’t mean everything was breached! My lord! Please punish that foolish boy immediately…!”

“Enough, Allet.”

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It was none other than Stern who stopped Captain Allet’s roar.

What appeared on his face was clear curiosity.

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“You’re right. Not giving promised compensation would tarnish the honor of our Benheim. Very well. What do you want?”

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Yes. This is how it should be.

As Renia said, the lord does like bold people even if they’re rude.

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“…Hmm.”

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I paused for a moment.

A reward.

I had already decided on it. It was also the reason I came to Benheim.

Whether it turns out well or badly, it would be better to at least say it once.

A pleased smile naturally rose to my lips.

I slowly spoke.

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“Please give me your daughter.”

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Stern’s eyebrows shot up.

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“….”

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To put it simply, Renia’s words were half right and half wrong.

The lord liked bold people, but that didn’t mean he also liked rude people.

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“This damn bastard…!”

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That day, I couldn’t get out of prison.

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