Chapter 161
Woke up as a Worthless Swordsmanship Genius
Episode 161:
The Marquis of Eastonâs office was simpler than expected.
In a space of just over 1 pyeong, there is a desk, a chair, a small sofa to welcome guests, and even a bookshelf full of books.
Considering that the offices of barons and viscounts are at least 3 pyeong in size and filled with all kinds of fancy items, looking at the Marquess of Eastonâs office, you can see how frugal he lives.
âThe Marquis is still the same.â
Count Warrug looked around his office and smiled bitterly.
It was true that the marquis had a frugal personality.
Aside from that, however, there were reasons why he had no choice but to become frugal.
Because he lives in the South.
The southern part of the country was famous for being harsh.
Even merchants did not visit and the doors were only open once every three months, so no matter how much money you had, it was difficult to spend that money.
And even if he had money, he couldnât use it for himself.
Not only did they have no means of making money, but running the estate was also difficult.
If it were not for the tax exemption and supply from the royal family and the support of several nobles, the Marquis of Easter would not have gone bankrupt.
Having a strong military and having a lot of money were two different things.
âFor things to remain the same, there has to be something to change.â
The Marquis of Easter patted Count Warrug on the shoulder with a kind smile.
âHow is it that you seem to be feeling better every day? âDid you eat something good without me knowing?â
âha ha ha. I wish there was such a thing. âI canât think of a better elixir for me and the knights to make my body feel better just by eating it.â
âI guess so.â
Their conversation was quite pleasant.
Earl Warrug and the Marquess of Easton had known each other for quite some time.
They became friends when Count Warrug rushed to the southern front to test his strength.
And the Marquess of Easton also opened his heart to the actions of Earl Warrug, often helping and providing support.
After that, I met and talked with Count Warrug, who was coming to the supply unit.
âThank you for coming to my request.â
âno. âItâs the Marquisâs request, so of course you have to come.â
However, Count Warrug has been so busy recently that he has been unable to meet with him at all, but it is said that things have calmed down a bit and he has been able to move around.
âBut who is behind it?â
âah. Say hello. âThis man here is the Marquess of Easton, who has been protecting the South for decades.â
âItâs an honor to meet you.â
âAnd the Marquis will know this place well. Millenniumâsâ¦â
âAh, that bastard!â
He pretended to know, banging his fist against his palm.
But what he knows is reallyâ¦
âMarquis.â
âOh, right. Iâm sorry. âI said nonsense in front of the person involved.â
He scratched his head and apologized to me.
Still, he couldnât hide his curiosity as he glanced at me.
âInformation would have been almost cut off here.â
It was clear that the available sources only told us very important information, excluding me and other minor rumors.
I knew that the information here was three months old rather than the latest, so I just assumed that was the case and moved on.
It was a matter of showing through direct action that I was not incompetent.
âNow then, letâs sit down and have a chatâ¦â
âCommander, weâre in big trouble!â
The Marquisâ face hardened at the words of the soldier who burst through the door.
***
Puuuuu â
The sound of the trumpet rang out in all directions.
In the distance, a barbarian with visible tattoos on his upper body was blowing a trumpet.
Seeing this, the vassals of Easton who rushed towards him frowned.
âWhat on earth is going on?â
âHave the barbarians ever been like that once or twice? âI guess this time, Iâll go crazy for battle like usual.â
âHow long do I want to die this time?â
They were sighing deeply.
The battle with the barbarians was an exhausting one.
The number of barbarians was endless.
Even if dozens of people were killed each day, as if they were born again, the next time, more barbarians would come out than the number of people killed.
It was as if he was born for a battle of death and death.
âHaha, fortunately, supplies arrived today.â
âokay? I asked when he would come, and it looks like he came this time. Fortunately. âThe last supply was cut in half because we were attacked by monsters in the middle.â
âWow, itâs scary to even think about that time.â
Whenever they think about that time, they say they are sick and tremble.
For them, supplies were like a lifeline.
As supplies dwindle or fail, their lifeline also dwindles.
No matter how strong a knight is, he needs to eat to gain strength.
Therefore, they were very sensitive to supply.
âI heard that there was no loss in supply, so we could have expectations.â
âIâm really looking forward to that!â
âBut who was in charge of supply this time? âIf they come without major damage, it means that they are quite strong.â
âI heard that Lord Bane is responsible for this supply.â
At his continued words, the bodies of the retainers who were accompanying him stiffened.
He screamed, grabbing the manâs shoulder.
âIs that really true? âLord Bane is here?!â
âThatâs right. Itâs true. âBut why is this happening?â
âAre you saying you donât know who Lord Bane is? âThat Lord Bane!â
âWhat the hell is that Bane⦠huh? No wayâ¦â
âYes, no way! âThe sword master who single-handedly defeated Reid!â
âMi crazy! run!â
They hurriedly ran into the command tent.
Then, as he glanced around the tent, his eyes stopped on a man with a majestic physique.
âItâs an honor to meet you Lord Bé Bane!â
They shouted at Bane at the same time.
Their faces were filled with excitement as they placed their fists on their chests.
âOh yeah.â
Count Warrug waved his hand and made them return to their seats.
âIt looks like everyone is here, so letâs start the meeting.â
The Marquis opened his mouth while looking at the retainers standing in place.
I watched their meeting with Count Warrug from a corner of the tent.
âThe scouting party has received information that the barbariansâ movements are unusual. âTheyâre probably trying to get behind us first.â
âThen I guess all those actions are meant to steal our attention.â
âyes. So, we need to create a raid team to deal with their advance party in the middle and block their plan.â
As he said that, the Marquis looked this way.
To be precise, he looked at Count Warrug, who was watching the meeting with his arms crossed.
âAnd the raiding team is Lord Bane. âI think that alone is enough⦠Do you have any other opinions?â
âLord Bane is enoughâ¦.â
âIs there any way he could fail to step forward?â
There was not a single person who opposed the Marquisâ words.
Because they also know the power of Count Warrug.
Itâs impossible not to know.
Whenever he visited the South, he would solve the problems they were unable to do.
On the contrary, there were some who considered it an honor for him to take on this task.
âWhat do you think, Bane?â
âItâs an order, so I have to do it. âI just have one favor to ask.â
âask?â
âyes. Iâd like to take this guy and a few other people with me. âIt will help.â
âHmmâ¦â
At his words, the Marquis of Easton passed him and looked at me.
He glanced over my body and then nodded.
âI guess thatâs the case if you are. Iâm sorry to send you alone. âOkay.â
âthank you.â
Count Warrug lowered his head, and only then did I hear the muttering sounds of his vassals who saw me.
âWho is he?â
âSeeing you with Lord Bane, you donât seem like an ordinary person.â
Their views were not negative.
They were looking at me with favorable eyes, as if I had won a lot of points just by Count Warrugâs recommendation.
âThen, hereâ¦â
The
entrance to the barracks fluttered, and the thick smell of blood irritated my nose.
I thought they were enemies, but the faces of the vassals and the marquis were very calm.
It was as if he was facing a familiar situation.
Boom boom!
The ground is shaking.
A head so large that it made the spacious command barracks feel stuffy came inside.
And next to him, a man slightly smaller than his head placed his head on the ground.
âMid-level warrior Lanos. âI would like to inform you that I have just returned.â
âOkay, good job. âLetâs leave that head to the rangers and listen to it later.â
âinsect!â
He knelt on the ground and slowly stood up.
Then he looked around as if he was looking for something.
âomg!â
His head stopped at Count Warrug, and his body stiffened.
After moving his stiff body for a moment, he approached and bowed his head towards Count Warrug.
âMeet Lord Bane!â
He was so nervous that his voice was distorted.
Even I, who was next to him, frowned for a moment at the sound.
He must have acknowledged his mistake as he quickly covered his mouth and lowered his head again.
âIâm sorry! I will pay for this sin with death!â
Then, Count Warrug placed a hand on his shoulder as he was about to pull out his sword.
âWhy are you trying to kill me with something like that? Itâs been a while. âItâs good to see youâre stronger than before.â
âThis is all thanks to Lord Bane!â
It was like a huge fan looking at a celebrity.
His lips trembled as he looked at his shoulder, where Count Warrugâs hand was resting.
Although it is as big as a bear, it acts like a child.
âYou have a handsome face⦠but why does it look so familiar?â
He had red eyes and masculine appearance, and even though it was my first time seeing him, he seemed familiar to me for some reason.
While I was tilting my head, not knowing why, the Marquis spoke.
âOkay then, this concludes the meeting. âLord Bane, you just need to select people to accompany you and report to me.â
âAll right.â
He looked back and forth at Count Warrug and Marquis Easton, who were nodding, and shouted in haste.
âWhat does this mean? Companionship! Are you saying Lord Bane is going to the front lines?â
âIf the raid is also a front, that can be said.â
âThen please include me in that unit!â
âyou?â
Count Warrug tilted his head as he spoke while pounding his chest.
Then he hurriedly began listing the benefits of using himself to change Count Warrugâs mind.
âHmm, but I was supposed to go here with Raymondâ¦â
ââ¦!â
At his words, the red-haired man turned to me.
His eyes staring at me are very harsh.
I was extremely embarrassed to see him as if he had been robbed of his celebrity.
I just followed Count Warrugâs request, and even now, without saying anything, the decision was made automatically.
What can I do in such a situation?
âI am confident that I can do better than that guy! Please take me with you!â
âLanos! âWhat kind of disrespect to the guests who came for us!â
The Marquis behind him shouted at his shout.
While the Marquis was apologizing and saying he was sorry, my eyes sparkled as I saw him glaring at me.
âWhat, was this Lanos?â
I could see why he seemed familiar.
He was someone I knew.