From a terminal Soldier to Monarch

‘Cruel Margaret’, I gave that nickname to the woman in front of me.

“Hoho.”

It's easy to get a smile out of a woman who likes me.

“Lady Margaret resembles the first white in winter. ”

“Yes? I've never seen white? ”

She blinks and asks. I answered with a soft smile.

“The first eye.”

Nigga, Nigga, Nigga!

I can't believe I just said that.

It's been too long. I just needed some time to adjust. If anyone had heard it, it would have been an itchy thing to say.

“I think you can write a poem. You don't sound like anyone else. ”

The crude Margaret, who was seducing me in the flesh, trimmed my clothes. People want what they don't have.

The word "first eye" would have been a compliment that the woman in front of her eyes did not usually expect, giving a pure and inviting feeling.

It's working. Fool, bear with me a little longer.

It's not the first time we've done this.

It was the morning after the banquet ended. During the banquet, I made an appointment with people who looked particularly light in their mouths.

There are a total of four people who met early in the morning. There are three women who have expressed their love for me, including a gentle Margaret, and one who covets my background as Baron Fraunmut.

I only asked one question after I stopped talking about it.

“Who is Baron Holden? ”

The answers were all different.

“I don't want to discuss that kind of cheesy greeting with my mouth. ”

“It's garbage.”

“Do you need money? Baron?”

I was able to hear the reputation of Baron Holden and what they had to say to me to figure out who he was.

Rumors often tell us that he is who he is. I don't think Baron Holden is very good at hiding himself, so I thought it wouldn't be any different from being a rumor.

Information gathering was enough. If you know who the target is, you can also figure out how to handle it.

After you left the burinake this morning, you found Agatha Yul Novan's house. I was going to take a silver coin to the wagon driver who brought her yesterday and take her to the wagon.

“Do you really like her that much? ”

I tried to borrow a horse from the wagon, but I heard a familiar voice behind me.

“You're not that pretty. ”

I smiled at the prince.

“How can a woman's glamour be everything she looks like? How charming she seemed to me. ”

“Well, different people, different things, different charms. ”

I don't know what to say.

“So you want to go to her house? ”

I looked at the prince and I thought, "This guy is bored."

“Would you like to come with me? ”

“If you ask me to. ”

The wagon glanced at me from behind and asked.

“Do you want to colonize the wagon? ”

“Bring me two horses. ”

The prince said first.

“Yay.”

The wagon untied the horse tied to the wagon. It was a handsome white horse because it was only for the prince. The prince was adept at speaking. I also rode beside him.

“Lead on.”

“My prince!"

The prince frowned as the escort knights and guards approached him.

“Don't follow me. ”

“How dare we! ”

The prince pointed at me and said,

“Vise Knight, who single-handedly beat twenty-eight knights and stopped two thousand men with four, is my escort. Do you think you can stop him if he kills me? ”

...... Sometimes I wonder if the prince is screwing up on purpose. The sharpness seen in the tone and content is like the fangs of a dragon.

The silent guards look at one person in distress. He was a knight of the Royal Guard who appeared to be in charge.

“I beg you, Prince. ”

Soon he approached me and gave me his sword.

“This sword will vouch for your identity and prove to be the prince's escort. ”

“Yes."

As soon as I grabbed the handle with my sword, I smiled at my mouth. It's a great sword. It starts at the center of its weight, and is undisturbed.

The Royal Guard is a difficult group to protect from the Fence Knights and their inferiority in the palace. The sword used by the Prince's Escort Knight can't be a prop.

“What are you smiling about? ”

“As a mere wearer, I was briefly happy with good armor. ”

Let's get this straight, the prince ‘huff’ and snorted. We went on horseback riding as a supplement.

Again, again, again.

I couldn't run in the palace, so I drove slowly. The prince kept his mouth shut in the unlikely event.

He walks silently through the surrounding landscape. Occasionally, the servant who had become the protagonist looked closely at the passers-by quickly lowered his head.

Then I turned around and walked to see if the interest disappeared again.

It was when I arrived at a shabby mansion outside the resistance. Agatha Yul Novan and Lois Yul Novan lived right here.

“Good thing there aren't any ghosts. ”

The prince evaluated the mansion in one word. The mansion was old and shabby and the vines covered the walls where it grew up, making it look even darker.

“Agatha Unovan! ”

And just as Baron Holden stood at the door of the mansion, calling out to the owner of the mansion. Behind him stands three grumpy little nuts.

“What is that? ”

The prince asked.

“Baron Holden. ”

“Who's that? ”

... I heard he's a highborn fundraiser. He's not interested in this world. This jackass didn't seem interested in the throne, even though he was beaten to death.

“Just like that. ”

The prince lost interest in Holden, looked around as he had come all this way to observe the strange vines on the wall.

In the meantime, Agatha Yul Novan emerges from the mansion.

“Are you here?”

“You've got some nerve. Lady Agatha.”

Me and the prince were watching them from outside the mansion, beyond the wall. I was fortunate to have brought the prince here to see that. Well, nothing would be too much trouble.

“Aren't you forgetting you gave me that embarrassment yesterday? ”

“Yesterday was such a dreamy day, I didn't want to forget. ”

You pretended to be innocent and turned the bottle upside down and beat Baron Holden's head.

By the way, he doesn't match his insides.

They don't seem to notice us outside the walls at all.

It was cold, but it felt like cold air was landing in the mansion.

I couldn't see Baron Holden's face, but I could easily tell what was happening when I saw his side face change.

“I think you've waited a long time. Right now, I need you to repay all your debts. ”

Baron Holden said.

You cheeky son of a bitch is persecuting people with money.

“Hmm.”

The prince stepped down from his horse and looked at the vines, shining his eyes.

What's wrong with this guy?

“…… you know that. We don't have any money. ”

Agatha's words get shorter.

“I know. ”

I even heard Baron Holden's voice. I didn't want this dramatic moment, but I didn't want to miss out on the opportunity I saw.

“Prince, I'll be back in a moment. ”

“Yes."

Again, again.

I rode pure white horse into the mansion. Their gaze naturally turned toward me.

Again, again.

Agatha looks at me and shakes her eyes. What is she expecting now?

Baron Holden turns his head and looks at me, his eyes wide open in surprise and he stares at me. It was fun just to watch my eyes change at the same time and my face change.

“May I help you? ”

Without saying hello, he spoke first. An aggressive verb.

“I came by to check on you. ”

I rode a white horse, approached them with the horses, and got off the horse. I looked at Agatha, expressed my respects, and said,

“Welcome back, Lady Agatha. ”

“…… Yes. Baron.”

She just chased me with her eyes.

I was powerless in my previous life, so I tried to be powerless in my life. And that powerlessness led to the background of the wretched prince and the consolation of the baron.

At this time in my past life, me and my present were very different people. The essence was the same, but the outside was clearly different.

The background, power, and baron's status were together, and the power I didn't have then, the power of the name 'power’, was now with me.

Weiss Knight, the hero who ended the battle and called himself a knight with the baron's throne in the background. That was me.

I opened my mouth to Baron Holden with a gentle smile.

* * *

‘Mother. Father. ’

Agatha wanted to see her parents. Even in this situation, I did not resent the family who inherited the castle called 'Yul Novan’. That's why Agatha tried to make a living instead of grumbling.

Even though it ended up being sold for money to become the slave wife of an unwanted person, she had no intention of giving up her life.

I just wanted the hard time to pass somehow.

Instead of giving up, there was no hope. He was dying of illness, and he was incapable of doing this.

“Welcome back, Lady Agatha. ”

Why, is this the kind of man who helps himself?

The man who refused Sercado's most beautiful and danced with his hands.

A war hero called a hero of the Wall.

Twenty-eight knights, called knights, have been defeated by taxpayers.

“…… Yes, Baron. ”

Agatha was not naive. However, it could not be pure. If she were just such a noble spirit, she wouldn't be able to live here until now.

I saved my money to look out for my brother, pushed and pulled with that scumbag, Baron Holden.

“Baron Holden, how much does she owe you? ”

“…… why do you ask? ”

Holden looks like a ruined pig.

“Why would I ask? ”

Baron Holden looks blue with just one question.

“Well, who's going to be a part of the baron? You have no idea how scary the world is. ”

Along with the horse, one of Baron Holden's thugs steps forward. Baron Fraunmut watches it, not swinging his fist.

“My name is Chris Fraunmoont. I'll accept a duel if I want to, or a duel for my life. I hope it's the latter. ”

Then I showed a sword with a slight waist dance. I saw a gorgeous grip and pommel.

The scoundrel's eyes widen. It was funny how it looked.

“You have nothing to fear from the world. ”

I wanted to roll the floor holding the boat to the horses added by thugs. As a nobleman, I endured a burst of laughter.

“Stay out of this! ”

Baron Holden looks at it and scolds his men.

“Will you repay me for this? ”

Then he looks at the baron Fraunmut and says, "I'm going to kill him."

Ten Platinum Coins. Ordinary nobles were unable to pay their dues, and what she still owed was interest.

“How much?”

Agatha couldn't help but look at the beautiful knight.

“Ten Platinum Eagles Overview."

Can you ever repay me? ’That's what Baron Holden looked like. An amount no one can afford to rest.

“I do.”

Baron Chris Fraunmut said:

“What did you say? ”

“I said I'd pay you back. ”

“…… why! ”

Baron Holden gives a loud shout. Baron Fraunmut looks at him for a moment and says,

“With a beautiful woman to be the wife of a humble man like you, I can't hide my sorrow. I'm the kind of guy who can't take a break from this. ”

Cadduk.

Baron Holden grits his teeth, chewing iron.

“You can pay me back right now? ”

“I'll use a charter. I will repay all her debts, or her family's, for that matter. ”

“Believe what? ”

“What if I vouch for you? ”

Then a boy entered the mansion. He had blue eyes with blonde hair, and his cheeks were full of grudges. He wanted to say he resembled a handsome frog.

“Prince Edik! ”

Holden is startled and surprised.

“Yeah, you know me? If you don't like the guarantee, can I get it for you? ”

The prince said.

“You don't have to. I'll fix it.”

Baron Fraunmut nods as he speaks.

“I heard.”

I heard he's a wretch. Why would he help himself? Agatha gave up understanding a series of events.

Baron Holden's expression distorted. Then he took the paper out of his arms and used it as an borrower.

Beneath it, Baron Fraunmut signs and turns away.

“Lady Agatha. ”

He calls himself. However, his appearance was strangely blurry.

“Crying is beautiful, but smiling is even prettier. ”

He speaks. Agatha nods, feeling the tears running down her chin.

“Oops."

Instead of saying thank you, there was a groan that held back my tears.

Tongue!

And at that time, the door of the mansion opened and someone rolled forward.

“Cough! Cough! My sister, cough! ”

Cough half, cry half.

Sometimes the bard sings a song with half the air, half the sound.

I was energized by the combination of the screaming and coughing, so there was really no bulge.

“No one's cool! Take him! * Cough * I can't!”

His complexion was flickering and his eyes were pale, so he looked like a sick man. If it wasn't for the old steel sword in his hand, it was hard to guess who he was.

“What's that? ”

The prince mutters.

Agatha approaches her sister from the ground and says it's okay.

“Lois.”

She called out her sister's name.

Lois Yunovan.

The man who was going to be my first squire had lung disease and was rolling the floor. The prince asked if my face was wide.

“You smile like you did when you got the sword. What's so funny? ”

As a wearer, like he was happy to see good armor.

As a group leader, it was natural to be happy to see a great talent.