The Villain Carries the Holy Sword – Chapter 36.2

Chapter 36.2: Anytime, Anywhere (1)

The only Master on Airian Island.

And the strongest swordsman in the kingdom.

It was widely believed that if Edmund had a knight order to match him, they would have already conquered the ‘Northern Elven Forest’, a thousand-year-old ambition.

As a companion to such a monstrous Edmund, a witch was a perfect fit.

But not all of his questions were answered.

“Why didn’t you kill her? It would have been easiest to kill her and silence Arian.”

“Tedley said he would kill himself too if Arian was killed.”

“He pushed his daughter off a cliff instead of his son. Now I understand why Lamaring was cold to Ethelred.”

Cain nodded.

It was a stance to use as an excuse if they were ever caught by the Holy See.

Brediol looked at Cain again. Then he gave an apology, whether it was directed at Cain or Chloe, who was no longer there.

“I’m… sorry.”

A letter with no destination cannot depart.

“I don’t think it’s something I should hear from you.”

Shing━.

He sheathed Agweska at his waist. And he thought of Baron Moliot, who had come to him and told him the difference between Brediol and Tedley.

As he said, Brediol was a man worth risking his life for.

Thud.

He opened the prison door.

Bright light suddenly poured in.

Brediol raised his hand to shield his eyes. Through the gap between his fingers, he could faintly see Cain bathed in light.

Cain turned and left a word.

“Take good care of the Lamaring estate, Count Brediol.”

It was a greeting to the next Count of Lamaring.

Brediol got up, feeling the dark floor. Then, stepping into the light, he replied.

“Yes, Lord Ethelred.”

Any more words were superfluous.

This was because the two men knew that only time and action were the right answers.

🔹🔹🔹

Cain, Oleciren, and Vanderbilt.

Isoel, Oleciren’s escort knight, was away for a while, so only the three of them were sitting around in the drawing-room. She picked up a fork, dipped it into the white cake, and asked,

“So there’s nothing more to chase.”

Oleciren, unlike a princess, gobbled up a large piece of cake, and cream smeared all over her mouth.

Cain chuckled and pointed to her mouth with his finger.

“I did wipe down the chessboard of the princess who can’t even eat a piece of cake neatly, so that’s reason enough to come all the way here.”

The name of the chessboard was the Kingdom of Airian.

Oleciren nodded slightly, wiped the cream off with her finger, and this time picked up the whole plate.

“You don’t know anything. This is the way to eat cake to make it taste better.”

“…….”

Cain pressed his temples firmly.

“Why? What? Any complaints?”

Oleciren’s eyes were sharp.

Cain spoke as if it were nothing.

“I was just wondering how I ended up sharing my mother’s secret with someone like you.”

Oleciren was a witch, and Vanderbilt told her everything he had heard from Brediol, the knight who had sworn his life following Chloe.

They became the two people he could talk to most comfortably on this island of Airian.

Oleciren smirked.

“That’s because you’re in love with me, the most beautiful woman in the kingdom.”

“Your mouth is for eating, not for shitting.”

“What a dirty thing to say when someone is eating bread. Anyway, I’ve looked into the Royal Intelligence Service, and they have no idea there’s another force on this land.”

Of course they didn’t know, they were people who didn’t know Cain from the future or the hero who defeated the Demon King.

Thump━.

Oleciren placed a heavy bundle of papers on the table.

Whirr━.

Cain, who was glancing through it, picked up the cover, and the first thing written on it was ‘Cain Ethelred’ himself.

It was a meticulously written and comparative document about his past and present self.

He turned the page.

Most of the information was about people from the Seven Great Noble Houses, but there were also occasional references to lesser noble families of some renown.

When Cain looked at her questioningly, Oleciren shrugged.

“People don’t change easily. But Tedley Lamaring has changed from a good-for-nothing to a decent second son.”

“By meeting Arian.”

“That’s right. That’s why I brought it. It’s a record of the unusual movements of the nobles over the past thirty years. The trail for Arian has gone cold, but if they’re moving as an organization, there’s bound to be a similar pattern.”

People who suddenly changed.

People who were mysteriously killed.

Cain had been inwardly underestimating Airian’s Royal Intelligence Service, but his mind changed as he read through the documents.

It was easier to read than the Empire’s documents because they recorded even the smallest suspicions and organized them chronologically and by event.

Cain, who was flipping through the pages, stopped his hand. Then he showed the open page to the two of them.

“This is too sloppy.”

「Edmund Ethelred

Characteristics: Strong」

Unlike the others, which were written in great detail, there were only one lines about Edmund.

Oleciren picked up her teacup calmly, as if she had expected it.

“They said there was no other way to find out. No matter what they tried, they said they were caught by his senses.”

“Well, if it’s Edmund, that’s to be expected.”

Cain, who was about to turn to the next page, stopped for a moment. Then he turned to her, who was sipping her tea.

“What was his detection range?”

He knew the master’s range well, but he asked again to be sure.

She replied nonchalantly.

“Exactly Ethelred castle. Occasionally outside of that.”

Cain immediately turned to Vanderbilt, who looked a little depressed.

“Would that cabin be within the detection range, or not?”

He instantly realized why Cain was asking this question and exclaimed in surprise.

“It would be! It’s much closer to the south gate than the center where the Lord Count is.”

“Then he must know about the murder on the snowy day.”

“……!”

Both of their eyes widened for a moment.

Cain lowered his head with the document that only had the word ‘Strong’ written on it.

‘Did she really know that my mother was a witch?’

His mind was filled with curiosity.

He thought of Edmund, the closest person in the world to him, yet the furthest away, and turned to the next page.

The corners of Cain’s mouth turned up.

“I was just about to move on to the next one, and a perfect place just came up.”

Oleciren came to Cain’s side and looked at the same document.

「Arian Crowl.

Characteristics: From a certain barony, the new wife of Count Crow, no past records.

……

……

Currently the real power of Crowl.

Further investigation needed.」

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