I Became an Immoral Child in the Game

Chapter 3

3 – 1-Daily life there

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Stemwind, the main hall of the de Yewitz family.

When mankind first built this castle, this huge synagogue was originally a space for the king and his vassals.

The first king, who was the last hope of the human kingdom at the time, was sitting on the chair on the podium, which is now used as a permanent seat.

However, the present Great Hall lost its original purpose and was used as a meeting place, so tables were always laid out.

Today, silence descended upon this Great Hall, which was filled with warm lights, the luxurious scent of grapes, and the songs of musicians.

The table for the banquet was set in a corner, and the people in the north who were condescending to take a seat one by one lowered their eyes as if you were guilty.

“I can feel the chill.”

Helga muttered as she took off her hood.

All terms related to coldness are used negatively by the people here.

All demons live in cold places.

Right next to the lord’s seat, at the seat of honor for the de Yewitz family, I answered Helga’s words with a sad face.

“Yes, the devil is coming.”

I glanced at my adoptive mother, Eileen de Yewitz, who sat at the opposite end of the family stone.

Eileen de Yewitz, originally named Haenrel, her family is the second most powerful in the North after the De Yewitz family.

In terms of family history, it was rather an older family than De Jejitz.

They boasted pale skin and green eyes as they mixed blood with the Aryans, who were the natives of the continent of Esteria.

How can the family’s age be older than that of De Yeevitz even with Aryan bloodlines, and how the De Yeevitz family can still stand as a powerful family now that they have become the kings of the North? .

Anyway, the important thing is Eileen de Yewitz, this b*tch.

When she was young, when her memories weren’t complete, her teeth trembled when she recalled what had happened to her.

She said that a 5-year-old spilled her food. She wouldn’t give her a sip of water in the stable and she would leave it there for three days.

There was a time when I broke her wrist because she didn’t like my sword training.

In the 21st century, it was going to prison.

No matter how woolly he is, how can he be so ignorant?

From the moment I became a sword user, I was not allowed to physically bully, but I was still a b*tch who scratched people’s nerves like crazy with behind-the-scenes work.

She said with a grin, not paying attention to my sharp gaze.

“Bjorn, no matter how much you hate me, I’m your mother. I have many eyes on you, so please don’t look at me harshly like that. I’m fine, but I’m someone to the head of the household.”

“If you twist it, hit it.”

“……Yes?”

But I was different from before.

I had no memories of my previous life, and since I was young, I was still intimidated by the fact that I was a mother, but not anymore.

Currently, I have fully recovered my memories of my previous life of 25 years, and have reached the lower level of Sword Expert.

I had no reason to be nice to the b*tch who wanted to slit my throat.

“That’s a habit…”

“f*ck it’s buzzing at me, flies.”

I ignored her words, waving her arms to pretend to catch her flies.

Eileen’s face was red, but her eyes were wide open.

I had nothing to hold back, and she had a lot.

I had no reason to stay in this family for long, and I didn’t need to look good.

But she wasn’t.

So, it was Eileen who was embarrassed.

It seemed like it was difficult for me to adapt to my appearance, which had changed overnight.

During the war of nerves between me and my foster mother, the central gate of the Great Hall was wide open.

The vibrations of mana swept through his body.

It was a man who opened the door and entered.

Huge body and an inverted triangle body that cannot be covered by clothes.

Prominent cheekbones, well-developed jaw muscles, a harmonious hooked nose on an angular face, and 300 eyes raised up in slanted eyes.

The black clock of gray feathers swayed along with the shimmering mana as much as the intense impression.

The Oxburg Empire in Esteria, the land of ashes.

The Marquis who guards the northern part of the Empire.

The head of De Yewitz, a family of eternal light.

The king of the North, who inherits the lineage of the first king, and the commander of the Humanity Lighthouse.

The castle lord of Stemwind, the star-shaped fortress.

Sword Master, the realm of one person and ten thousand people.

A crouching griffin.

And my father.

Kaniel de Jejeitz.

He kept his mouth shut and walked slowly towards President Young.

The space seemed to be distorted every time I stepped on the Great Hall.

I gasped when he passed me and sat on the lord seat.

“Human Lighthouse! Bring the sinner!”

Helga shouted as Kanniel de Yewitz sat in the lord’s chair.

A prisoner tied to a rope was dragged and knelt down in the center of the Great Hall.

Even though they were far away, their foreheads gathered because of the sour salty smell of the sea.

Kanniel glared at the prisoner with cold eyes.

Said Helga.

“Tell me the name of the crime.”

“This person crossed the red line without permission.”

The humankind lighthouse knight who brought the prisoner recited the crime of the prisoner.

Red line.

A line clearly drawn by the temperature difference between turbulent and cold air currents over the northern sea.

The demarcation line dividing the territorial sea of demons and the territorial sea of humans.

Crossing the enemy line meant that you might have encountered the devil.

The noise grew louder around him.

“You crossed the enemy line?!”

“Are you conspiring with the devil!”

“You disrespectful bastard! You must beheaded immediately!”

The murmur spread to shouting.

Then Kan Niel opened his mouth, which he had been holding tight.

“Stop.”

Magical power rippled like a wave and spread throughout the arena.

The voice that had been whispering disappeared due to the pressure.

“What is your name?”

“Kuuu… My name is… Hodan, and I’ve lived in Lighthouse Village for a long time… I’m a fisherman.”

Kaniel asked, and the prisoner answered.

“Why did you cross the red line?”

“I hit drift ice…The ship was wrecked. Except for me…All the crew members died…And I was the only one who leaned on a wooden plank…And was swept away by the waves.”

“That’s how you crossed the enemy line.”

“Yes, it is.”

Kaniel got up from the throne and approached the prisoner.

“What did you see?”

“In the drift ice… I saw demons. I saw their legion. They are ready to descend!”

The prisoner foamed at his mouth and shouted.

“Demons! The demons are coming! They will kill my family… Everyone!”

He was already insane.

He lost his boat and wandered the sea, witnessed a demon, was caught by the Humanity Lighthouse, and was brought to Stemwind as a prisoner.

It has already exceeded the limits of what people can endure with their mental strength.

Kaniel raised his sword.

In an instant.

The fisherman’s neck fell first, and blood gushed out later.

There wasn’t a single drop of blood on the blade.

There was no other skill like this in the world.

I glared at my father Kaniel.

Later, I had to fight a monster like that.

“Helga, is it true that drift ice floats over enemy lines?”

“Yes. It is not large, but drift ice has been observed periodically during patrol voyages at the Humanity Lighthouse recently.”

“Are there any other signs?”

“The enemy lines are fading.”

Drift ice is washed up to the human sea, and the enemy lines created by turbulence and cold air currents are blurred.

That means the temperature in the north is dropping.

It was said that demons who live only in the cold could go south.

And in reality, the demons were preparing to move south.

The next 10 years, when the ashes completely cover the northern sky and no sunlight shines through.

Riding the frozen northern waters, the demons smell rotten and set foot in Lighthouse Village, the northernmost tip of the continent of Esteria.

“Summon all the northern lords to Stemwind!”

Kaniel said.

The vassals moved busily to deliver the news to their lord.

In this way, the prelude to the 「Last Meeting」, Which splits the crossroads in the north, has risen.

But this is a later story, so let’s put it off for a while.

The important thing now was the political offensive rushing towards me from Stemwind.

“Shouldn’t we put Aidan in this seat soon?”

A brief break.

Without missing the timing, Eileen launched an offensive.

Just the other day, a fisherman who had accidentally crossed the enemy line had her throat cut, and even though she was wriggling right in front of her eyes and spitting her blood, she seemed to be living a normal life.

Aidan is her son.

He was just a 12-year-old kid.

Making Aidan involved in his family’s affairs is an expression of his will to push that child into a battle for succession with me.

Putting a knife to my throat.

“What does a 12-year-old know now?”

“Bjorn has been helping the family since he was 12. So should Aidan.”

“Aidan is Aidan, and Bjorn is Bjorn. Lately, it seems Marjorie has been harassing Margaery all night for studying magic. Let’s focus on that.”

In reality, Eileen was using Aidan to stir-fry the court wizard Marjory, a member of the magic brigade under the direct control of the emperor, in order to establish a connection with the imperial family.

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“What do you think of Bjorn? Wouldn’t it be nice if there were more helping hands?”

When Kaniel was stubborn, Eileen stabbed me.

If you answer yes here, you idiot who smiles and says it’s okay to have a knife in your throat.

If you say no, she is trash that discriminates against you for being your half-brother.

Seeing her casually hanging out with her, her annoyance surged.

“Aidan doesn’t seem to be interested in that. She’s still young, so wouldn’t it be better for her to do what she wants to do now?”

‘You son of a b*tch, don’t bully the 12-year-old and leave him alone!’

I forced myself to swallow the words I wanted to say.

If it wasn’t for Kaniel, she would have cursed like she was talking to herself.

Even though he was a father, he had no courage to do that in front of a sword master.

Because my life is more precious than anything else.

“So you’re saying I’m forcing Aidan?”

Eileen grabbed the horse’s tail like a hungry hyena and rushed at it.

“No.”

I shrugged.

What can I do?

When I threw out the words in a way to scratch the inside, an immediate response came.

“Bjorn, you talk a lot to me these days. I think your mouth has become rough after rolling around with knights for learning swordsmanship. No matter how talented this mother is, I can’t see Bjorn grow up crookedly.”

“That’s strange. I learned more from my mother than from Helga. So isn’t my mother the problem?”

“It doesn’t take long for the muddy water to stain the fabric. Bjorn is still young, so I don’t know much about it.”

“Does that mean the lighthouse is muddy water? Then you must be the commander of the muddy water. Eileen, cover your mouth.”

Even if I’m at a disadvantage in my political position right now, it wasn’t a snout.

Where else should you hold the horse’s tail?

The more you do it with a 14-year-old, the uglier you’ll be.

I smiled at Eileen.

“Did you become arrogant because people around you cheered you up?”

However, at Kaniel’s intervention, I immediately put my tongue back.

“The devil is moving south. Shouldn’t we shake the family with nonsense at a time like this?”

Her eyes were cold to look at her son.

The creepy piercing eyes reminded me of my school days.