The Old Knight of a Frontier District

4.

The next day, the village made a fuss.

Because Gordon, Cars, and Quinta, who went out early in the morning to hunt, took out one spotted deer and one big red bear.

The men dismantled and transported this oversized prey almost in total.

Gordon, Cars and Quinta guarded and escorted during that time.

On the way to dismantling, five ear-length wolves appeared, drawn by the smell of flesh and blood.

The four heads were occasionally clamped by Cars again, and the last one was defeated by Quinta after a struggle.

The Cars had also laid down mountain birds and ravens the day before.

The whole village can eat a glass of meat for a while, and the fur is used.

With all that noise, Bardo, Taranca and Carla were in Tempel-Aid's room.

Kara changed the tea she had left pretending to have drunk.

"It smells and tastes like Krijiva poisonous grass.

Definitely. "

Taranka had contacted Tempel Aid.

"Tea was always brewed by the same people."

"That's right.

A man named Zinga.

This man served the Condora family, which is my home.

He was kicked out of Shesa's village because he had made a mistake, and he blurted out and reached this village.

I was surprised to find out I was alive.

I wasn't expecting to meet someone like this, so I was surprised.

It was two months ago.

Since then, he has served me, done things around me, etc. "

Bardo called the knight Garx and told him that Tempel-Aid's ill health was due to the poison, which was what Zinga had in her brewed tea.

"Let's call Zinga"

Jinga, who had been called by the knight Garx to come, was trembling.

Tempel-Aid released a straightforward question.

"Zinga.

Lord Carla here is a pharmacist.

They say my illness is due to the poison.

The tea you brewed contained a poisonous grass called Krijiva.

You poisoned him. "

Jinga cried when she was crumpled on the spot.

And confessed.

It was a lie that they kicked the Kondorua family out of the way.

In the seventh year since Tempel-Aid ran away, Tempel-Aid's mother found out about Tempel-Aid.

that there is a village called Agis in the north of the village of Shesa, near the Great Barrier.

that the identity of its lord Tempel-Aid is Ausa, his eldest son, who should have died.

Then he gave Zinga a bag of poison that dried the roots of Krijiva, and ordered him to go to the village of Agis and give Ausa a little drink of this poison.

He said there was no way he wouldn't have listened to that order if he'd been grateful for years.

"Right."

Tempel-Aid heard the confession while remaining in a position where he only woke up his upper body in bed.

And I said this to Zinga.

"Zinga.

I'm sorry I tormented you.

Don't worry, I'll settle this.

Back off and rest.

You can go back to Shesa, but it'll be hard to get home.

As always, serve me.

I won't tell anyone about the poison. "

And I lowered Zinga without even keeping an eye on her.

I closed my eyes and swooped into my thoughts for a long time, but eventually I broke myself and began to cry.

"Ooh, ooh.

Ooh.

Mother.

Mother.

I was your boyfriend.

I greeted you for filial piety.

You didn't love me, but at least I hoped you wouldn't have to hate me any more.

That's why I decided to give the governor over to my brother Philica, and I left the house pretending to be dead.

I threw everything away.

But you found out I was alive.

I wonder what kind of suspicious demon was good for your mind.

You couldn't leave me alone.

Did they even think that one day I would accumulate power and come back to take everything away from Philica?

You let go of the assassin to me.

Having made you, my mother, decide to kill my son, I am an infidel.

Oh, oh.

Mother!

Forgive me.

If I were alone, I'd kill you and that would do it.

I could reassure you.

But I am the lord of this village.

As a lord, I cannot forgive you your sins.

I must survive to keep the people of this village safe and happy.

Mother.

Mother.

Forgive this infidel. "

What a deep love.

This monologue, that is, the words of a confession addressed to the gods, is a vow.

The thoughts of Tempel Aid directed at my mother are transmitted with a hint.

But what does it mean to have to survive?

Bardo realized.

Tempel-Aid decided to kill his mother.

How about that?

We must not let this young man kill his mother.

Lord Tempel-Aid, said Bardo.

5

Tempel-Aid opened his crying, reddened eyes and looked more at Baldo.

Bardo asked.

I wonder how far there is from Shesa village to this village of Agis.

"Well.

It would be a long way off.

Isn't there a hundred minutes? "

In response to that word, Bardo said.

That's the first difference.

Sure, it's tough coming here from Shesa.

You can't come here without going through the woods where the trees grow, crossing mountains and rivers, and bypassing the fog valley.

But speaking of distance, it's only about forty minutes away at best.

Though the distance of forty minutes in the depths of the border is not so close, there are rumors that some claps can be heard.

Lord Tempel-Aid.

He pretended to be dead and abandoned his hometown so that his mother would not hate him.

The will is honorable.

Then I should have gone further away.

There is a misfortune there.

The fall made my mother decide to kill her son.

"Uhm.

Maybe so.

Okay, Lord Bardo.

What shall I do? "

It would be nice to move further away, Bardo said.

"I can't do that.

Only me and Garx can do it.

But even though it is small, there are sixty human beings in this village.

Places where so many humans can live in the depths of the border are rarely there.

It's close to a miracle that we found this place. "

So Bardo told me about Fusarion and made me listen.

That a new city is being built on the northern outskirts of the eastern border.

that there is a large, rich and safe land there, where salt, cloths and agricultural tools are available.

"At the foot of the Great Fuzza?

If it were that far away, it certainly wouldn't mean that Shesa would get rumors.

Garx.

What do you think? "

"I think it sounds like a good story.

Either way, life in this place is becoming impossible.

It just twitches and perishes as it is.

If there is such a rich place and it accepts us, we should emigrate.

Just ask the villagers for their opinions. "

So Garx brought in three men.

The three men heard Tempel-Aid's explanation and discussed it with the three of them for a while.

"Lord.

Dear Knight Garx,

We don't know how difficult it is.

If only you two had come, we would have died.

The two of you protected us, examined the village, and gave us hope.

If you two say you should move, we will follow suit.

There's just one thing that bothers me.

What happens to your lord when you move to a city called Fusarion?

We will not go there if someone other than Tempel-Aid can be your lord.

Our lord is none other than Tempel-Aid. "

Tempel-Aid also made a difficult face at this.

Fusarions have the order of fusarions, they have the luxury.

Unless we accept and obey it, we will not accept ourselves, and this bright young man thought.

But Bardo said.

That's a good idea.

Then you can move near Fusarion and create a new village of Agis there.

Fusarion will interact with and assist Agis, he said.

Exactly to this suggestion, Tempel-Aid was also surprised.

It is natural to suspect that there will be such a convenient story.

But after staring at Bardo's face for a while, I guess he decided to trust Bardo.

I got out of bed and thanked him deeply.

Both the knight Garx and the representatives of the villagers also thanked Bardo.

It will be a long journey from Agis to Fusarion.

Because we can't just go through the mountains, like the Baldos did.

We went west on Habel Street and were set to go for Fusarion from Himaya.

Bardo drew and gave a map, also because he sent letters explaining the circumstances to Jurchaga and Doriatessa.

Perhaps by the time the Tempel Aids arrive, the Baldos will be back in Fusarion too, just in case.

From now on, the Tempel Aids will begin to prepare for the move.

We need a lot of baggage trucks, and we have to keep food.

I can't leave unless Tempel-Aid's health has also been restored.

The departure is approximately two months later.

It would take as many days to get around.

The number of horses is also low.

That makes for a difficult journey.

But it's a journey of hope.

One Taranka had a hard look while everyone had a relieved look.

6.

After dinner, Bardo invited Taranca out to see the moon.

And I walked to the outskirts of the village and talked to Taranca.

Seems like you have something to say.

"Master Bardo.

What about welcoming Lord Tempel-Aid by the Fusarion? "

Bardo laughed in his heart.

It was still about that.

I wanted to hear exactly what Taranka felt and thought.

In the wake of Bardo's silence, Taranca overlapped the words even further.

"Lord Tempel-Aid is not a regular young man.

I was surprised at the depth of that love.

Moreover, you are prepared to sacrifice even that love before your service as lord.

At that time, Lord Tempel-Aid seemed determined to confront his mother directly and, depending on how he did it, even kill her.

The decision to be ready for that is not a big deal.

Besides, I came to this village later, but I hope I was begged to become a lord.

I've never even heard of that.

Plus it's admired by the people that way.

Lord Tempel-Aid is exactly what you should be called Yingjie.

Such a calf comes by the fusarion.

And keep the lord's seat.

That means having an independent territory, albeit small, and not being a minister of the Olgazard family.

I honestly don't understand Bardo's sarcasm when you admit it. "

Bardo asked what would happen if Lord Tempel-Aid came.

"Isn't that obvious?

It's that much.

There will also come out among the people of Fusarion who will be drawn to that virtue.

That would threaten the authority of the Olgazard family.

There must be no two suns in one country. "

Bardo asked if you thought Jurchaga and Doriatessa were inferior to Lord Tempel-Aid.

"I'm not making that a problem.

The problem is after the death of Lady Jurchaga and Lady Doriatesa.

Lord Tempel-Aid is much younger than both of you. "

After that, Bardo asked if you meant Afraenok.

"I don't know if it is Master Afraenoxillin, but after the death of Master Jurchaga and Master Doriatessa, he will inherit the Olgazard family."

Hehe, and Bardo laughed.

Interesting.

Talanka is really funny.

Bardo redirected his body and looked more at the woods.

The forest in the depths of the border is surrounded by deep darkness.

Night mist surrounds the folding mountains, and the vague hemline overlaps and blocks sight.

It is an unknown world filled with rough life, incredible creatures.

Baldo snapped as he turned his back on Talanka, saying the border was a "kura".

Ugh, Taranka.

The border is tight.

To illuminate this darkness, two lights are better than one, don't you think?

It is also good to almost protect one light.

However, it is good to note that the two lights become large as they incidentally (let it happen).

Don't you think so?

I haven't heard back from Talanka.

I'm guessing you're bluffing Baldo's words.

Slightly, in a small, but clear voice, Taranka asked.

"But is there enough weight to compete with Lord Tempel-Aid to carry on the traces of Olgazard?"

Amazing words.

That's as much as you can say as a subordinate, or beyond.

Bardo looked back and face-to-face with Taranca.

Talanka is looking up at Bardo's face directly from the front.

There is a strong light in its eyes.

Bardo said as he looked into Talanka's eyes.

If not, work out.

Talanka's eyes were opened.

And on that face, there was joy.

Next thing I know, it floated.

And finally, a determination came to mind.

Talanka thanked Bardo and went back to his quarters.

With a resolute foothold.

Bardo turned again over to the woods, grinning deeply as he landscaped the edge of the night.

Interesting.

Talanka is funny.

That boy sees thirty, forty years ahead.

The shape of the development of the fusarion is visible.

As a knight of the Fusarion, as a minister of the Olgazard family, I have a firm vision for the future.

After those who are now supporting and guiding the Fusarion are gone, I am thinking about what I can do.

The joy that came to my eyes was with the word, "Build up".

Talanka is prepared to serve and wield his power over the person, whoever the successor of Olgazard may be.

The opponent should not be invaded by Taranka.

That is, nothing more than that Taranka is grasping the point of loyalty as a knight.

But Bardo ordered Taranca to work out his opponent.

You can work out, Taranka took it.

Bardo ordered him not only to follow his life as a subordinate, but also to watch him grow, scold and ablate.

So the joy of the command came to my face.

The next thing that comes to mind is whether you have enough content to train the person.

I don't.

I can't say I do.

Still, Talanka today is only half an obedient, with no knowledge, no power, no experience, nothing.

The next decision that came to mind was a vow to train yourself first.

Suitable for the role ordered.

so that I can play the role I was commanded to play.

You have to train yourself hard first.

Yes, Taranka made up her mind.

Bardo laughed unexpectedly.

It was delightful.

The border is tight.

But there is light in that future.