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Breton Empire (10)

The ship the Cadral Church had secured was a large sailboat.

Although the Breton Empire is making steamships, they are still being used only for military purposes due to the low quantity.

Chris nodded in satisfaction as he stood on the dock, looking at the large sails and well-maintained cannons.

This can be said to be the best for a private cargo ship.

Tyrone, who was about to cross the sea in a small fishing boat, avoided his gaze with his head lowered.

In front of the cargo ship anchored in the harbor, numerous porters were loading and unloading.

When Chris and the others quickly board the ship, a man who appears to be the owner of the ship appears.

The richly dressed man bowed his head and greeted the priest of the Cadral Church.

The port of Rondanium was so busy and noisy that it seemed relatively safe.

The church priest thanked him and sent Chris and his party into the cargo hold.

“Rejoice. You and your family members have been promised to go to heaven because of this.”

“thank you. It is always a pleasure and reward to serve the Church.”

In the corner of the cargo hold that was vacated for Chris and his party, the guest who arrived first was seated.

The man who covered his armor with a large cloak was a holy knight with a strong impression.

He recognized Chris and stood up to shake his hand.

“This is William who helped with the punishment of the black flag. Others will join locally.”

“i look forward to.”

Chris held his hand, paying attention to the ghost horse behind him.

Fortunately, the paladin did not recognize the identity of the ghost horse.

Because he is quick-witted, he will run away on his own when a situation arises where he is likely to be found out by others.

While the Elroms and Tyrone found a suitable spot to rest, Chris quietly inspected William’s equipment and hands.

Taking a closer look at the person with the weapon was an occupational disease acquired while living as a mercenary.

As someone who was mobilized for the critical mission of tracking down the black flag, William seemed quite capable.

His trained hands are almost glove-like calluses, and the armor underneath the cloak is moderately faded.

I don’t know if it’s Chris who uses the status window, but I’m sure he can easily defeat Tyrone.

When Chris seemed to feel William’s gaze on him, he hurriedly looked at Tyrone and spoke.

“Now tell me. Where do I go to meet the spy hiding in the black flag?”

“There is a secret laboratory of the Black Flag in the southwest of the continent. Because the Queen of Death swept it away a few months ago, people’s eyes shrunk.”

“aha.”

It’s something Chris knows all too well.

As for the black flag that fears people’s eyes the most, there will be no other place like that.

Tyrone, who gave the approximate location of the lab, asked Chris again.

“So, how are you going to plan the movement line?”

“After sailing for about a day on this ship, we will board a small boat and land near the Kingdom of Basilonia. Let’s exile the Elom family from there and go down south.”

“uh… The Kingdom of Basilonia?”

Only then did Elom hear of his place of exile and muttered in a stupid voice.

As a matter of fact, as the commander of the Blue Lions, he defeated the forces of the Kingdom of Basilonia several times.

It is absurd to go straight there when it is not enough to avoid Basilonia and go round.

But Chris was confident in his choice.

“Since they’ve fought against you, they will definitely accept your asylum.”

Elom’s military talent is real.

As a mercenary, Chris had met numerous commanders, but he had never seen anyone with a talent comparable to him.

It would be better to take up military service in an old enemy country than to go to another kingdom and be misused.

Of course, I couldn’t help but feel like I was going into the jaws of a tiger, but they were accompanied by the Holy Knights of the Cadral Church.

No matter how much they had a grudge against Elrom, they would not let go of their swords against the group including the church’s paladins.

As Elom nodded anxiously, the freighter they were on board finally set sail.

The mast, which received a favorable wind, stretched out and pushed the huge ship with all its might.

The group, who were locked in the cargo hold, were able to get out on deck as the ship left the port.

Elom and the others watched the island slowly receding, giving off a gloomy atmosphere.

Even if you are escaping as if you are being kicked out, you will not be able to help but regret it as it is a place where you have lived your whole life.

The captain of the cargo ship made a very uncomfortable expression when he saw Eltina appearing on the deck, but looked at William next to him and saved his words.

Chris spoke to avert his gaze.

“How long will it take to reach the vicinity of Basilonia?”

“It will reach well enough before dawn tomorrow.”

The captain with a long beard looked up at the horizon and said.

Chris, who nodded gratefully, took Erom and his crew to the cargo hold, unable to see the uncomfortable expressions of the crew.

“Is it windy? Let’s go in now. If you stay on deck, you might get caught by the patrol boat.”

“All right. Eltina, let’s go in now.”

Elom and Edgar, quick-witted, entered with their immature little sister.

Fortunately, the sailboat’s voyage went smoothly without any major problems.

The party took a nap in the shaking cargo compartment.

* * *

Early the next morning, the party got off the temporarily docked boat.

Holding the star symbol attached to the necklace, he greeted the captain on behalf of William’s party.

“Thank you again, Shinto. I will pray for a peaceful voyage.”

“Please also take a look at the Holy Knight.”

Chris and his party climbed on the horses they had prepared in advance and headed for the Basilonia Kingdom.

As they ran non-stop through the battlefields Elom and Chris had lain together, by lunchtime they could see the capital of Basilonia.

“Um… … .”

Elrom seemed uneasy about Chris’ plan, swallowing his saliva as Basilonia drew closer.

But now I can’t turn my head.

He trusted Chris and followed him with a corpse-like face.

Although Basilonia may hold a grudge against Elom, this was still the best place for Chris to see.

Basilonia is a country that boasts a long history even if it is not big.

It is much more reliable than some emerging powerhouses.

With the status of a mercenary and the armor of a paladin, the party passed through the castle gate and headed straight to the palace.

From now on, you have to pick and choose the words and hope for some luck.

Chris, who applied for an audience as the Countess of the Elrom family, was able to meet the king and grand dignitaries with unusual expressions.

It is an issue that even the king of a country cannot easily overlook when the general of an enemy country goes into exile.

However, Chris and his party were not allowed to speak directly to the king.

It was the king’s servants who had a conversation with them.

“With what face did Breton’s servant stand in the king’s presence.”

One of the king’s knights let out a voice full of rage, and Elom took a step forward.

Chris’s role ended when he made room for it.

From now on, Elom, the person involved, has to deal with it on his own.

“I am no longer a Breton.”

“What do you mean? You would have sworn allegiance to your queen, and now you’re going to turn it down?”

“The Queen of Breton tried not only to take away the titles of the nobles she had been loyal to, but also to take innocent lives. But how can I remain loyal?”

“what?”

Elrom briefly explained what he had been through with Eltina.

Upon hearing the news that Breton’s nobles were shaking, the people of Basilonia became angry.

However, there was one of them, a man who snorted at Elom’s words.

The elderly general splashed cold water on the visibly agitated people.

“The nobles of Breton have already been deprived of everything. If we come and dispose of them now, nothing will happen.”

“It is the same with Gwain’s thoughts. Sir Frederick, can I trust the general who once betrayed me?”

The king, who had been silent until now, asked the general under the throne.

It was only then that Chris was able to realize the identity of the gray-haired old man.

If it was Frederick of Basilonia, even a few generals would take care of it.

It was because of him that the weak Basilonia was able to withstand Breton’s invasion.

Frederick said while glaring at Elrom, who was kneeling in front of him.

“Soin once fought against the Blue Lions led by Lee. The cavalrymen bestowed by His Majesty were all consumed in breaking the momentum of this one.”

Elom and Chris naturally recalled that time and bit their molars.

I couldn’t believe it, but I thought the commander at the time was Frederick.

It is no exaggeration to say that the fate of the Elrom family now depends on the old man’s mood.

The king sought the opinion of his favorite old man more clearly.

“Then, should we behead Lee Ja to console the spirits of the dead?”

“Your Majesty’s knights are already dead. Even if you sacrifice his head, he won’t return from the warrior’s paradise. I’d rather grow this guy properly.”

Elrom’s complexion changed at Frederick’s words.

Before he could react, the knights next to him protested violently.

“Sir Frederick! What nonsense is that in front of His Majesty!”

“Right now, putting them in the basement and raising them properly when it’s not enough to torture them? nonsense… … .”

Whatever the circumstances, it does not change that Elom killed the men of Basilonia.

It is strange to be as bold as Frederick here.

Frederick, however, held his own.

“So-in is fifty-three years old this year. I still have the strength to put on my armor and mount a horse, but unfortunately I haven’t been able to find a worthy successor because I don’t have any children. If Your Majesty permits it, the dwarf will adopt Lee as his adopted son and make him a citizen of Basilonia to stop Breton’s invasion even after the dwarf’s death.”

It was Frederick, who had been supporting Basilonia so far, so he was able to bring it out.

Chris sighed inwardly when Elom was rated much higher than he expected.

Of course, Elrom, the person in charge, looked like he was going to die from the pressure.

The king thought for a moment, then nodded slowly.

“It can’t be helped if Sir Frederick goes that far.”

When the king’s permission was given, the aides who raised their voices and protested had no choice but to shut up.

Frederick raised Elom from his seat and made him swear a new oath of allegiance to the King of Basilonia.

Having received more than expected, Elom willingly bowed his head and offered his sword.

Because he was Elom, who received glare in many ways, he was unable to hold a banquet.

Chris, Tyrone, and William, who had to move busy, decided to part ways with the Elrom family around that time.

There was no need to worry about cutting my throat right away, and they did everything they could.

Elrom, who broke up with Chris in front of the palace, showed a very complicated expression.

Even though the relationship started with Chris’ blackmail, he saved the lives of the family and even helped them get into exile.

Elom, restless right in front of the ghost horse, hesitates for a moment, then takes out two small rings from his bosom.

“Chris, please accept this.”

“huh?”

Chris took it at random and took a closer look.

Rings in the shape of two dragons intertwined like snakes.

It was not an ordinary thing to feel magical energy just by putting your finger on it.

Elrom smiled and added an explanation of the gift.

“It is our family heirloom. It’s the ring of the demonic dragon that protects… It’s not a great thing, but it’s better than nothing.”

“You want to go? Why would you give me something like that? I just have it.”

Chris had said no out of courtesy, but his fingers were already gripping the ring.

Elrom shook his head in a serious tone.

“It’s useless in the hands of a weakling like me. I’d buy the other generals’ greed for no reason and get stabbed in the back.”

Certainly, considering Elom’s current situation, such a magic tool is a treasure beyond measure.

If I can’t even use it properly because I’m afraid of the thief’s eyes, I’ll hand it over to Chris.

Elrom thought so and presented his heirloom.

Chris hesitated for a moment, then pretended not to win and accepted his gift.

Tyrone, who was watching the two from the side, showed a collector’s interest.

“But why are there two rings?”

“This was made into a wedding ring a long time ago… The remaining one belongs to the spouse.”

“no way… … .”

Tyrone, who was about to ask Chris to share one, frowned at Elom’s explanation.

No matter how famous he was as a collector, he had no intention of asking a man for a wedding ring.

Chris put one on his finger, put the other in his bosom, and parted ways with Elrom.

“Then have a good day. Don’t get hurt by coming out on your own.”

“Chris, take care of yourself too.”

Chris, who had shook hands with Elom for the last time, turned around and headed for the gates.

Elom remained silent until he disappeared.