A Famous Traitor and Treacherous Genius

150 – Even if Everyone Becomes Your Enemy (5)

“Uh, hey, grandma?”

“…”

A training ground that only the Gibraltar family can enter.

“Pull out your sword.”

“You are the grandmother, right? Is it Apheria, the Platinum Lord? No, Apheria in Elvish?”

“Take out the knife.”

Two white-haired women are confronting each other in the training hall, empty-handed.

“I am a master swordsman sent by Platinum Lord Aiferia. Not your grandmother.”

“Ah, that’s it. Gray sometimes says ‘Anyway’, and this is just such a situation!”

“…I received a request and instructions from Gray to deal with you.”

“Accept it!”

“Write…”

Sylvie.

“Having said that she is your grandmother means admitting that your mother is Erwin Aiferia. Why don’t you know that?”

Baek Geum-gyeong confessed obediently.

“But this is not an empire, and no one will say anything if you talk like that!”

“Ha.”

“We may have to hide it from the person we want to hide from, but wouldn’t it be okay if we just be careful among ourselves?”

“Grey Gibraltar says, ‘You must be careful at all times and everywhere,’ and he hasn’t learned that from being around that kid.”

“So isn’t this a comfortable place where you don’t have to be careful?”

“The horse, Cheongsanyusu, takes after its mother.”

Platinum Lord looked Astasia up and down.

“No. Is it a little bigger than its mother?”

“What is it?”

“Mainly, breasts?”

“…”

“Most people with elf blood are like a tree that bears fruit and grows again, taking after its mother.”

Lord Platinum and Astasia are so similar that it is no exaggeration to say that they are her older and younger siblings.

“No matter how much the Habsburg Crown Prince is mixed with Thersian blood, he is bigger than that.”

“That’s right, because Gray likes big things!”

“This is my first time hearing this.”

“Well, it can’t be!”

Astasia screamed.

“Well, I raised Gray like this because I like him big! He often drinks strawberry milk and sleeps at 10 o’clock every day because I heard that going to bed early will make your breasts bigger!”

“…If you have been influenced by Gray Gibraltar since you were young, then it is definitely possible.”

Lord Platinum cupped her breasts with his hands and nodded his head once.

“Well, if she had grown up without Gray Gibraltar’s influence, she would have grown up just like her mother.”

“…”

“Except for her breasts, she’s just like Erwin. Really. Although she seems more lively than Erwin.”

Under the hand of Platinum Lord, the Auror Blade began to shine.

“Get rid of the pretense. If you win against me, then yes, I will at least draw you a picture of Gray Gibraltar naked.”

“…Do you think I would get away with something like that? It’s not even a photo.”

Under Astasia’s hand with a hard expression.

“I just want to show off my skills.”

Somewhere, auror blades sparkling in a gray color close to sky blue began to be created.

* * *

Before regression.

Gray Gibraltar had the skills of a senior knight until he entered the academy at the age of 17.

To be exact, it is at the level of a high-level knight hiding ‘master-level’ power.

“The Crimson Margrave of Gibraltar told you to hide it until you graduate, right? He even wore a seal that limited his magic power.”

“I’ve been wearing it since I was training, so there was no major problem.”

I had to hide my power from everyone.

Even to myself, I had to hide it, as if brainwashing myself into thinking, ‘You are not a master.’

“At my age, at this point. When I was crazy about Princess Naria, who was her first love. When I thought I would give everything for her at her academy, I gave everything for her at the level of her senior knight. “

“This is a bit uncomfortable to listen to.”

Bu-woong.

A slash is coming.

I put the sword in the scabbard and draw a diagonal line with the sword strike, a split-second strike passing my forehead.

“Are you jealous even though it’s only a dream?”

“Because I am the princess of the dream you created.”

“Yes, that’s right. That’s how a princess would react.”

The princess in front of me responds immediately when the conversation goes off topic or when she feels jealous.

“Three years. I tried again and again until I graduated, but everyone told me to give up, but in the end, she did not accept my feelings until the day I graduated.”

“Why? If it were me, I would have agreed right away.”

“I must have had my own reasons that I don’t know.”

Naria Geo Nostrum, who gave up upon graduation, once said something like that.

“If a man just like you appears in the world, I have no intention of falling in love with you as long as you are Gray Gibraltar.”

“What on earth is the reason?”

“I don’t know. “The princess of the ruined country and the current Naria are completely different people.”

“Well, that’s true.”

Unlike the princess of the ruined country who accused me of doing nothing and committed plunder and crime, the current Naria’s status is different

“Is it thanks to you? That she decided to become the student council president and step forward.”

“Isn’t it because of Saint Geonostrum? She realized that she could die if she stayed still, so she decided to move.”

It seems that the princess of the ruined country thought that she would move only after becoming an adult.

However, before Naria becomes an adult, she is doing the best she can in the body of a ‘child’ and preparing for when she becomes an adult.

“Really? I think I was able to change because I had a refuge called you.”

“Then that’s a good thing.”

10 years old.

“I never would have thought that pledging loyalty to repay the ‘favor for returning me’ would have been an opportunity to change myself from an early age.”

As soon as I met her, she pledged her alliance to me, thinking that in gratitude for saving me, she would make me her queen.

Thanks to that, when her own life she was in danger, she came to ‘me’rather than her mother or her maternal grandfather.

“It was probably thanks to you that I realized that it was you who could protect me when the blade entered my throat.”

Suddenly.

“Okay, this is the end.”

The blade containing the aura digs deep into my neck.

Although the pain of her death she is not felt, the feeling in her fingertips that formed her her aura her her she disappears.

“This is already your 6th ‘death’. Do you plan to continue? Or just not talk?”

“It’s the same anyway.”

As the princess retrieved the Auror blade that was halfway lodged in her neck, feeling began to return to her body.

“But isn’t it better? I couldn’t even say things like this before I returned.”

“If it were me, I would think you’re amazing!”

The princess smiled and swung her Auror blade.

“A person who became a master with a sword that was not suitable for use reached that level as soon as he learned the single-edged sword!”

“You should have died instead.”

“Oh my, what are you talking about? Who would think that I beat you to death every time I trained?”

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“I didn’t kill him, but my father plunged his sword into me to the point where I just let him go.”

“Would you please say swordsmanship instead of sword?”

“Isn’t it true that you learned it by being beaten with your own body? From the person who inherited the empire’s strongest swordsmanship.”

“…”

The princess grins, placing her finger on her own blade.

“I am your memory, but at the same time, I am a being who knows your ‘present’. Therefore, the information and knowledge you know in the present acts as a contradiction or a sense of discomfort to me.”

“…”

“Mother, Erwin Aiferia. And my grandmother, Platinum Lord Aiferia. I inherited the progress of the two indirectly, but in the end, all of their ‘mana’ was transferred to the Habsburg Emperor. I didn’t know it, and you didn’t know it either. , That’s the situation.”

The princess points her sword at me.

“So all I can give you is to keep showing you, fighting against, and sparring with this sword in your memory.”

“That alone is enough.”

I aimed my sword at the princess and pointed behind her.

“It’s so hard to deal with that person over there.”

“…Really. You can practice swordsmanship sparring anywhere else than the training hall.”

The princess puffed out her cheeks and looked away.

“Hey~ Father! Don’t you have something to say?”

“…”

At the end of the training hall, a chair.

There is a red being reminiscent of a hungry and emaciated wolf.

I don’t know whether to call it a person or a monster, but it is clear that it is a well-forged ‘blade’.

“It looks like he’s not there. No. Is that what your father looks like in your memories?”

“At least in reality, isn’t it so different from the current Crimson Gibraltar that it can’t even be compared?”

“Strength?”

“…Sounds obvious.”

Time difference?

Does it get weaker over time?

“The father’s love for his mother is growing weaker as the number of children increases. He hugs his daughters when they are practicing swords, and when he is conserving mana, he radiates love and energy to his mother.”

Wrong.

“It never happened before the return. After the declaration of treason and my father holding that bloody cup. My father only sharpened his blade no matter what my mother did for revenge.”

Since I know the ‘author,’ I can confidently say that my father is weakening.

“When the Habsburg emperor brought him to the execution site, he broke his spirit and broke his heart before finally revealing himself. He was afraid that he might point his sword directly at himself.”

“The emperor who destroyed Nostrum and absorbed mana for seven more years.”

“He was afraid. Even until the last moment, he thought there was no one who could kill him.”

“…”

“And even the one remaining person was killed.”

After putting down my sword for a moment, I walked towards the princess and placed my hand on her neck.

“Why did you die?”

“You probably know the answer better, right?”

“Why didn’t you resist at the execution site?”

“The answer will be the same for you as well as for me.”

“…I’m not sure about that.”

Ultimately, this is a dream world I created, so the words I interpret and imagine as I like flow from their mouths.

“For me, we didn’t die because we gave up everything. We died obediently to protect the last remaining loved one.”

“…”

“You feel the same way, right? Now.”

“…Yes.”

“If you could die and save Astasia von Tersian, what would you do?”

The princess asks, placing her hand on my chest.

“Are you going to die meekly?”

“Even if the opponent is Saint Geo Nostrum, I will willingly sacrifice my neck.”

“Yes. That’s my heart.”

“… It cannot be said that this heart is the same as that of the executed princess or her father.”

There is no way to check.

Just as I cannot know why the princess of a ruined country rejected my love, I cannot say with certainty that the reason they chose to die instead of resisting was to save me.

“Before, I became strong just because I had to. I learned swordplay from her father to become Margrave of Gibraltar, and I learned swordsmanship to strengthen my relationship with my lover.”

Still.

“Now I will become stronger to protect the people I love.”

Although I realized it late, I was given a chance to make up for my regrets and mistakes.

“If I were to say that Princess Naria brought me back, changed the harmony of her family, and created a loving, humane family.”

Regression.

The power to control time.

Perhaps a powerful power given only to the Nostrum royal family.

That opportunity allowed me to change.

“You can die for the one you love.” If you realize that and still stay silent, you are not a human, you are a beast.”

You can’t repeat the same mistake.

“I will become stronger.”

The purpose is to kill someone.

The basis is to protect something.

“You. And.”

For the future.

“For our child, who was never born before.”

Pick up the sword and swing it wide.

Suddenly.

“Is this my delusion?”

Before my eyes, my eyes sparkle beyond the flowing silver hair.

The purple eyes with a subtle blue tint that I’ve always seen in my dreams.

“I don’t know. Did you reach it?”

The princess raised her sword towards the sky.

“Not yet.”

With a cold expression.

“Three years is too early.”

He lowered his sword towards me.