The Villain Carries the Holy Sword – Chapter 37.1

Chapter 37.1: Anytime, Anywhere (2)

〈Ross de Kaerot〉, the knight order of Marquis Ross.

Knight orders of noble families were usually filled with those who prioritized connections and influence over actual skill.

However, this one was different.

Marquis Ross, a man of integrity, prioritized strength above all else, making the most highly regarded order after the Royal Knights.

So when the Marquis appointed a woman as the new commander of 〈Ross de Kaerot〉, even the nobles under his command, who usually agreed with him on everything, expressed their concern for the first time.

She was too young to be the commander of a knight order, and she had no prior reputation or achievements.

Marquis Ross, wiping his signature shiny head with a cloth, said,

━Actions speak louder than words, Sigma!

‘Sigma Ross Aigree’, the new knight commander strongly supported by Marquis Ross.

Her origins were unknown, as if she had fallen from the sky. Her mysteriously beautiful appearance and green hair were enough to make people uncomfortable.

If her patron weren’t the Marquis himself,

If her ears weren’t rounded, she would have been mistaken for a spy from the ‘Northern Elf Forest’ and torn limb from limb. She resembled an elf to that extent.

━Yes, My lord.

━Prove to them whether you’re worthy of being my knight commander or not.”

Sigma nodded silently, and Marquis Ross, as if he had been waiting, set the stage.

An unrestricted melee.

Marquis Ross announced that he would give the position of the next commander of 〈Ross de Kaerot〉to the one who survived the melee. From that moment on, the entire Marquis’s territory was on fire.

The nobles sent their strongest knights to the melee without exception.

Even if they didn’t win, if they caught the eye of Marquis Ross, it would be a gain. In their eyes, the delicate Sigma seemed easy to deal with.

However, there was a condition to participate.

━The loser becomes the winner’s subordinate.

The thought of commanding the elite knights of the noble families under Ross’ influence further fueled their desires.

And so the melee began.

While everyone watched with bated breath, only Marquis Ross watched comfortably.

Even when a knight two heads taller than Sigma appeared.

Even when a knight with arms as thick as Sigma’s waist appeared.

Even when a giant weapon that could easily crush Sigma’s thin sword appeared.

The last one standing was her.

With a strange smile, she cut off the knees of those taller than her, cut off the arms of those with thick arms, and

Clang━!

Broke all the weapons of others.

It was like a storm.

A green storm.

Marquis Ross, looking down at the blood-soaked melee ground swept by the green storm, asked,

━Anyone still opposed to her becoming the knight commander?

━…….

No one dared to object after witnessing her obliterate the best knights from each family.

Still, a very small question popped up.

Why did she cripple the other knights when she could have spared them to be her subordinates?

Sigma wiped the blood off her face as if washing it and smiled brightly.

━It’s different.

Marquis Ross chuckled and clapped.

The nobles, who had lost their knights overnight, desperately invested all their cultivated political power in their smiles, barely managing to lift the corners of their lips.

It was praise for Ross’ sharp, green blade.

It had already been ten years since Sigma, taking ‘Ross’ as her middle name, had been living as the knight commander.

Even after enough time for the world to change, her beauty remained unchanged, like a true elf. Of course, her swordsmanship had become even sharper.

“Hmm.”

Sigma was looking up at the giant map of Airian hanging in the lobby of the Marquis’s castle.

The north was painted black, the ‘Northern Elf Forest’, a place unknown to the world.

To the west of the center was McLoud, and to the east was Marquis Ross’ territory, the ‘Marquis Belt’, which blocked the elves from advancing south.

And in the south of Airian Island were the territories of the five Counts, and between the south and the center was the royal capital, ‘Lindbloom’.

“Humans wouldn’t understand the beauty of the forest.”

Next to her, standing alone in the vast lobby.

Flutter━.

Green leaves, appearing from nowhere, began to fall.

Sigma leisurely stretched out her arm and caught a leaf.

“I didn’t know the guys I sent to Lamaring would die so easily…….”

Sigma, staring at the leaf as if listening to someone’s voice, gave a bitter smile.

“Ethelred is Ethelred. The father was a monster, the son is a little monster, and even the dirty half-breed’s mongrel is something.”

Fizzle━.

As if it had served its purpose, the leaf lost its color like a fallen leaf and withered.

Sigma started walking and went to find Marquis Ross, who was in his office.

She was the only one who could visit Marquis Ross at any time, so her steps were light.

“All the ‘early model Elveknights’ we lent to Lamaring have been lost.”

Marquis Ross took off his glasses at the surprising news.

“It seems Ethelred brought a whole army of knights.”

“Cain Ethelred took care of them all by himself.”

He frowned.

Tap, tap━.

“Even if they were early models…….”

There was no one he liked among those who used the name Ethelred.

Edmund, who had been the biggest obstacle, had been dealt with by being thrown into a dungeon that was impossible to clear, but he was having a headache figuring out how to deal with the younger Ethelred.

He pondered a little longer and then turned around.

A map, smaller than the Airian map in the lobby but more detailed, was hanging on the wall.

Marquis Ross rested his chin on his hand and carefully examined the map. His gaze finally landed on Count Crowl’s territory.

“I guess Crowl is next.”

He immediately figured out Cain’s next target.

“That’s right.”

“If he sticks out like a sore thumb like Edmund did, I’d get rid of him, but he’s ambiguous. I’m not sure if he’ll be useful to me or not.”

Sigma lifted one corner of her lips at Ross’s concern.

If an obstacle arose, Ross would find a way to use it to his advantage, and Sigma.

“Shall I eliminate him?”

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