The Son-In-Law of the Magician Is a Transcendent Sword Master - Chapter 74

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Chapter 74

And so my recovery began.

It seemed that Benheim’s carriage would need about eight days to arrive.

During that time, I had no choice but to spend my time confined to Arcamen’s infirmary.

I thought it would be unbearably boring since I couldn’t move my body…

“Reagan.”

Seeing the two women who visited my room that evening, I had no choice but to change my mind.

“…”

It was Renia and Sheril.

Most fortunately, Renia seemed to have somewhat composed her emotions during the two days I was unconscious, and as Iline had said, she didn’t look to be in bad condition.

“How’s your condition? You’re really okay, right?”

“As you can see, I’m alive.”

I lifted my limbs that were wrapped tightly in bandages. When I grimaced from the sharp pain, Renia’s expression also hardened.

“I should be able to get back on my feet quickly after resting for a few days. Arcamen’s potions are quite good after all.”

I tried to answer as nonchalantly as possible since I didn’t want to cause worry, but it seemed to backfire instead.

As soon as she heard my words, Renia’s face contorted and her shoulders began trembling violently.

Bang!

Renia slammed the table with both hands.

“Is that… what someone who spent two days hovering between life and death should be saying right now?”

“…”

“What were you thinking when you pulled such a reckless stunt? Are you in your right mind?”

Renia’s voice rose. Sheril, standing beside her, wasn’t stopping her but was even sending silent agreement.

“And your opponent was a 7th Circle mage! Why did you insist on charging in alone!”

“Renia, you said you’d stay too.”

“I said we should fight together to win, not that you should charge in by yourself! There’s a limit to being reckless…! I thought you were… going to die for sure…”

Renia’s shoulders trembled for a moment. Her voice, which had been full of anger, was now becoming wet with tears.

“I really… thought you were going to die. The bleeding wouldn’t stop, your breathing kept getting weaker… I was, I was so…”

Renia, exhausted by her own emotions, collapsed into a chair.

As if her tension had finally released, she buried her face in her hands and began sobbing.

When I looked blankly at Sheril who was nearby, she let out a deep sigh and gestured with her chin.

She meant, are you just going to watch?

“Renia, I’m… sorry.”

I apologized, but only sobbing sounds leaked through the gaps between her fingers.

“…”

Before my eyes, Renia was crying.

That fact… was surprisingly shocking.

The Renia from my previous life never showed tears.

She was consistently calm.

Even when losing comrades, she would only stand upright.

Yet that same Renia was now crying out loud like a child in front of me.

‘…Does this mean she’s opened her heart to me?’

Seeing Renia, whom I had always thought of as upright, in such a shaken state, strangely made a corner of my chest ache.

Honestly, it didn’t feel entirely bad either.

But right now, comforting Renia was the priority.

I reached out with my relatively intact left hand and gently placed it on Renia’s golden hair.

“Renia.”

“…”

“There’s no need to cry. I may look like this, but I’m pretty tenacious when it comes to staying alive. I won’t leave you behind and go first.”

Instead of answering, Renia just gripped my wrist tightly.

The body heat transmitted through our touching fingertips was quite warm.

“…”

Renia gave me a second life.

And I’m using that second life to protect her.

“…Thank you, for everything.”

I couldn’t quite tell which Renia I was thanking.

* * *

Renia only stopped crying after several minutes had passed.

Right after she stopped crying, Renia hurriedly left the room.

It seemed she was embarrassed because her makeup had smeared.

“…Hmm.”

And so only Sheril and I remained in the infirmary.

Sheril, who had been quietly looking toward the door, let out a small breath and looked at me.

“Well, it wasn’t a perfect response, but I can give you fifty points.”

“That’s a harsh grading.”

As I was chuckling, Sheril straightened her posture with a stern expression. I knew well from experience what Sheril was like when she made that face.

It was the face she made when about to lecture someone.

“Lord Reagan, first I must discuss several things about this incident.”

“Another lecture? That doesn’t seem good for recovery.”

“I still have to do it.”

Sheril approached my bedside with a resolute expression.

“What were you thinking when you did such a thing?”

“Renia already said it. I thought we could fight together and win.”

“That’s not the issue. I clearly told you and the young lady to run while I bought time.”

“Right. I heard you.”

I answered matter-of-factly.

“If we had run away, you would have died helplessly to Markel. But now no one died. I actually saved your life, so shouldn’t you be thanking me?”

At my words, Sheril obediently nodded.

“That’s correct. I owe you my life. I’m truly grateful beyond words for that.”

Sheril briefly expressed her gratitude.

However, her eyes soon turned coldly serious.

“However, Lord Reagan, you are Benheim’s son-in-law. You’re also Lady Renia’s fiancé.”

“…”

“Therefore, Lord Reagan has a duty to protect Lady Renia.”

Sheril said firmly with her hands neatly folded.

“Think about the weight on your shoulders. Please never again gamble with your life like throwing away an old shoe. To protect the young lady, Lord Reagan must also stay alive.”

“That sounds like something you should be saying to yourself.”

“I am an attendant and a guard. I have a duty to protect you both with my life, and I was educated to do so. And if the same situation comes again, I will take the same action without hesitation.”

Sheril’s expression was so serious that I couldn’t even make a joke.

“If something like this happens again next time, then you must abandon me without mercy and escape with the young lady. Please promise me this as a favor.”

“…”

I silently stared at Sheril.

I don’t know why Sheril remains loyal to Benheim despite being a covert mage. Perhaps she too has circumstances that make her willing to sacrifice her life for Benheim.

“Sorry.”

But those are Sheril’s circumstances.

“I can’t promise you that.”

“Lord Reagan, please think of Benheim’s…”

“I did what I had to do. And abandoning my people and running away doesn’t suit my temperament.”

My previous life.

During my wandering mercenary days, during my resistance army days, I lost far too many comrades. Including Valen and Brock, countless resistance members, and ultimately even Renia.

This is a precious second chance I’ve obtained.

In this life, I didn’t want to lose anyone meaninglessly.

Above all, I had an intuition while looking at Sheril.

“Sheril, when danger strikes, think about how to survive first rather than thinking about sacrificing your life.”

“….”

“Don’t make grand excuses about loyalty or duty. You just have no attachment to your own life, don’t you.”

Perhaps because I hit the mark.

As if my words were quite bewildering, Sheril’s black eyes trembled finely as she stared at me intently.

“How did I know? I’ve seen countless guys with empty eyes like yours in the mercenary world. The type who wanders around looking only for a place to die. But Sheril, I absolutely can’t stand watching my people get consumed like tools before my eyes.”

“….”

“So remember this. From now on, figure out how to survive stubbornly no matter what.”

Sheril moved her lips as if to argue back, but unable to find words, she only clenched her fists tightly.

She seemed to sense that no excuse would work now that her true feelings had been exposed.

After a long while, Sheril let the tension drop from her shoulders as if giving up.

“Really… you’re so unreasonable.”

“That’s right. I’m unreasonable. So stop resisting and adapt to my way, Sheril. You’re an attendant, so you have to follow orders, right?”

“Haah….”

Only then did Sheril close her mouth, feeling that persuasion was meaningless.

When Sheril spoke again, it was around the time Renia returned after fixing her makeup.

“…Yes. Since Reagan-nim is unreasonable, I’ll take that into consideration from next time.”

Her tone was much warmer than before, so she didn’t seem to feel too bad about it.

“Sheril, how should I put it. You’re really not honest.”

“….”

Sheril turned her head sharply, and Renia tilted her head.

“What? What were you two talking about?”

“A story about living life.”

* * *

And so Renia and Sheril chatted by my side until late at night before returning to their lodging.

There wasn’t anything particularly remarkable about it.

“…Father will definitely be angry, won’t he…?”

“Well, we chose the land route on our own and got attacked… This incident probably brought news of the commotion we caused at the Ochre Tower to his ears too. He must have found out about extorting the elixir from the Mage Tower Lord as well.”

“Ugh….”

Renia’s shoulders drooped.

Even she, formidable as she was, seemed to fear her father Steren’s scolding.

Sheril lifted the corners of her mouth as if pleased by that reaction.

“He will definitely be angry. Especially much more so with Reagan-nim.”

“Could… could Sheril speak well of us somehow?”

“I’d like to, but I’m also scheduled to get quite a scolding myself….”

That was roughly the feeling of the conversation.

Perhaps due to the relief of surviving a life-threatening crisis and confirming that I was safe, Renia’s face was full of smiles.

After chatting like that for a while, night deepened, and Renia and Sheril returned. I too knew that sound sleep was important for recovery, so I obediently closed my eyes.

“H-hey, Reagan.”

And so the next morning arrived.

Early in the morning, the hospital room door opened and Iline Arcamen entered.

“How’s your body?”

“Yes. I can move around. It’s all thanks to Arcamen’s alchemists.”

“To be precise, it’s thanks to Grandma Isobel’s special potion. Save your thanks for her.”

Iline joked as she approached me and placed a small bundle about a span wide on the bed.

“What is this?”

“Items our Arcamen mages collected from the scene. Probably Markel’s personal belongings. We thoroughly verified them in case any black magic was inscribed, but there were no dangerous items.”

“Why are you giving this to me?”

“Well, you’re the one who defeated Markel. Then it’s only right that you take the spoils of war.”

I examined Markel’s belongings in front of Iline.

Most were clothes or daily necessities.

I checked carefully hoping there might be some clue to catch the Archmage King’s tail, but no such items were visible.

However, in that process, I discovered something particularly eye-catching.

“This is….”

A small pendant woven with a crude silver chain.

Surprisingly, its appearance was familiar to my eyes.

“Hnir’s Heart?”

Why is this here?

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