The Villain Carries the Holy Sword – Chapter 56.2

Chapter 56.2: A Chance Encounter (1)

Isoel let out a small exclamation. When Oleciren looked back, she was pointing at Qaclington.

“I knew it seemed familiar. I just remembered.”

“You knew about this place, Isoel?”

She shook her head.

“Young Master Cain told me this morning. He said he’s going there tomorrow.”

“…..Cain? Why?”

“I don’t know about that.”

Oleciren crossed her arms and stared down at the geography book for a long time.

Seeing that she was lost in thought for too long, Isoel carefully spoke up.

“If you’re so concerned, why don’t you go with Young Master Cain?”

“It would definitely be reassuring to go with him. But there’s so much work left here.”

Isoel spread her hand and estimated the distance between Crowl’s Ironheart and the Qaclington Mine.

It was about half a hand span.

“It’s a half-day trip there and back.”

“Is that so? It’s closer than I thought.”

“You’re troubled, and there’s nothing urgent right now. It might be good to go there, clear your head, and then come back to work.”

“Hmm.”

Oleciren hummed thoughtfully.

Isoel, knowing that the sound meant her heart was leaning towards agreement, smiled faintly.

🔹🔹🔹

That morning.

Crowl County’s training ground.

Crowl’s powerful forces and knights were scattered throughout the county due to Arian’s tyranny.

Although Garick issued a summons order after regaining consciousness, very few returned in such a short time.

Chaeng━!

Therefore, only three people, Cain, Vanderbilt, and Abel, were crossing swords in the vast training ground of Crowl.

Chang!

Like the flash of a sword, winter passed by quickly. But like the slow-paced spring, it’s still chilly.

Chaeng, Chang!

“Huff━.”

However, all three of them had taken off their upper garments, and thick drops of sweat ran down them.

It was a sight to behold how fiercely they were crossing swords as if in a real battle.

“Vanderbilt.”

Cain called him, lowering his practice sword.

Thud.

Abel, who had already exhausted most of his stamina, plopped down on the dirt floor and looked up at the two.

“Yes, My Lord.”

The elderly knight, who had lived three times longer than Abel, replied, showing muscles that seemed to burst at any moment.

Cain stared at Vanderbilt and asked.

“What kind of person was my father?”

“……Are you referring to the Lord Count Edmund?”

“Is there another father of mine?”

Vanderbilt scratched his head with an awkward smile at Cain’s blunt words.

Then, glancing at Abel on the floor, he said.

“He was a strong man.”

“I’m tired of hearing that. How could I not know when he’s called the strongest in Airian?”

“He was strong not only in body, but also in mind.”

“……?”

Cain, who had been expecting Vanderbilt to say what he always said, stuck his sword into the ground and looked at him at the words he had never heard before.

Abel smiled briefly and stuck his sword in the ground as well, and Vanderbilt shrugged and stuck the greatsword he was holding.

It meant the end of the practice.

Whew━.

Vanderbilt, who was closest, threw the towels that the maids of Crowl had dried softly to the two brothers and continued.

“I didn’t have a personal relationship with Lord Edmund, but I did have a chance to talk to him once in a while.”

“Well, he didn’t just tell you how to swing a sword, did he?”

Cain replied nonchalantly, and Abel looked at the elderly knight with sparkling eyes.

He was full of curiosity as he had never seen Edmund before.

Vanderbilt gave a slightly embarrassed smile.

“It was the day before he went on the 11th Northern Expedition. He visited me once when I was training at my hut outside the count’s castle.”

━I tried to protect Chloe until the end, but I have no choice but to entrust her to you again. Please, Knight Vanderbilt.

“So, my father was a romantic?”

At Abel’s words, Cain clicked his tongue.

“No way. He was probably just saying whatever came to mind.”

Vanderbilt’s embarrassed expression relaxed a little, and he said to the two brothers.

“I don’t know for sure because I haven’t had a proper conversation with him since then. After all, I was a knight from another family.”

Cain bluntly said why he was asking such a question.

“The Lord Crowl said he was friends with my father, but I couldn’t believe it, so I asked.”

Upon hearing those words, Vanderbilt clapped his hands as if he had remembered something and said urgently.

“Now that I think about it, I heard that there’s someone living in Crowl who used to be a butler in Ethelred.”

“If he left his territory, isn’t he some kind of criminal?”

“I don’t know the details either. I only heard a rumor that he settled down in some Carcle mine.”

“It’s the Qaclington mine!”

Abel raised his hand vigorously and said.

He tapped his head with that hand.

“I’ve memorized all the geography around here, so I’m sure. Besides, it’s not far from Ironheart.”

Cain gave a thumbs up to Abel and asked Vanderbilt.

“Good job. Then that butler would know my father from when he was young?”

“He probably would.”

“Since he’s close by, we might as well go meet him.”

Like Oleciren, Cain also paid a little attention to Count Garick’s words.

Since he said that there was someone nearby who could be the key, he decided to go and see him to clear his mind.

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