The Villain Carries the Holy Sword – Chapter 73.1

Chapter 73.1: Spring Day in My Life (2)

“Sigma Ross Aegir.”

“If her middle name is Ross, then she’s a knight from the Marquis Ross family?”

Oleciren readily nodded at Cain’s question. Then, she picked up the document and showed him Sigma’s picture.

“Knight commander, to be exact. She has green hair. She’s been a knight commander for quite some time, but she hasn’t aged a bit.”

“The possibility of an ordinary human having green hair is extremely low. And the possibility of a knight who fights outside every day not aging for decades is also low.”

Oleciren turned to the next page and pointed to the conclusion written in one line.

━The Knight Commander, Sigma of the Marquis Ross family is presumed to be an elf or a half-elf.

━No clear evidence found.

Oleciren, who had already examined the document, summarized it briefly.

“Unknown birth and past, tremendous skills despite her young age and appearance, and excessively beautiful looks. Our Royal Intelligence Service thinks there’s a high probability.”

“Except there’s no clear evidence?”

She smacked her lips and tapped the ‘clear evidence’ part with her finger.

“You wouldn’t think an elf would be integrated into human society, let alone the marquis’s family, so we don’t even know what to look for as evidence.”

Cain nodded, arms crossed.

“Still, I think this is enough. There might be some individually, but if it’s the Marquis Ross’ knight commander, then it’s certain.”

Oleciren glanced at Cain.

He was always eager to jump into action as soon as he drew his sword, but before that, he was as cautious as someone who would tap a stone bridge before crossing.

However, it was strange that he was making a decision so quickly about something related to the Marquis Ross family.

“Do you know something I don’t?”

“You saw it too.”

Oleciren recalled what Cain had explained to her before.

“Ah! The vision of the forest!”

What she remembered was the color of the aura of the knights sent by Marquis Ross.

“Yeah. It’s not clear how the color of the aura emitted by a knight is determined, but it’s usually divided by the person’s disposition.”

“And the disposition changes depending on what you learn?”

“Not usually, but the aura of an elf unifies the disposition of the one being trained.”

“How?”

Cain stroked his chin for a moment.

He wondered whether he should tell her or not, then opened his mouth.

“I’ll tell you the details when we get to the forest. Hearing it and experiencing it firsthand are definitely different.”

“…….”

Cain, who had only been in Count Ethelred’s territory, wouldn’t have been to the Northern Forest, but he spoke as if he had been there himself.

Oleciren glanced at Cain for a moment.

Cain asked, touching his cheek.

“What, is there something on my face?”

“……It’s just that you look so shameless with your smooth skin.”

“Thanks for the compliment.”

Cain grinned, seeing right through her intentions, and Oleciren pouted.

Then she asked Cain, who seemed to know a lot about elves, something she was curious about.

“I’ve never heard of elves hiding their ears and disguising themselves as humans.”

Cain replied indifferently.

“That’s because other ordinary elves aren’t at war.”

Kill or be killed.

No matter how much the front lines had been stalemated for nearly three hundred years, the Kingdom of Airian and the elves were at war.

No matter how much elves considered it disgraceful to disguise themselves as humans, they would do it a hundred times over to win the war.

“Besides, even the queen is a witch, so what can’t they do?”

“That’s true.”

Flip━.

She turned the page.

Erasing her playful expression, she looked at Cain seriously. Cain also hardened his face.

“Actually, this is the main point.”

“Why are you being so serious?”

“I found a record that Count Edmund and Knight Commander Sigma contacted each other two days before Lady Chloe’s death was announced.”

Clench━.

Cain instinctively clenched his fist.

The fact that the two, who were more incompatible than water and oil, had met sent a chill down his spine.

“And two days later, they announced that Lady Chloe had died, but…….”

“Even I, her son, couldn’t see the body.”

“Many people in the Royal Intelligence Service also seemed to think that Chloe wasn’t actually dead.”

“So they tracked her.”

Oleciren nodded and showed him the next page, which was a table.

The names of all the regions in the central and southern parts of Airian Island were written on it, and next to them were X marks.

“Even within the church, you would have heard rumors somehow, but she’s really nowhere to be found. That means…….”

“She’s either really dead and buried in secret, or she’s in the Northern Elf Forest.”

Since those were the two places where the Royal Intelligence Service couldn’t reach, Cain easily guessed what Oleciren was going to say.

“And a few days ago, there was information that the church also tried to contact Count Edmund in secret.”

“Is that for sure?”

Oleciren shook her head.

“I wish I could say that, but it’s not. It wasn’t information gathered from close range because of Edmund’s senses.”

“So it’s just circumstantial evidence.”

“Yes.”

Cain rested his arm on one armrest and rested his chin on his hand.

Whoosh━.

The spring wind blew through the open window. The acrid smoke from Ironheart was faint, and only the sweet scent of flowers wafted between them.

Thud.

A pink petal fell onto Cain’s tea.

Cain picked it up with a golden teaspoon and opened his mouth.

“So, Count Edmund took my mother to the Northern Elf Forest to escape the church, who noticed she was a witch?”

“And there must have been a negotiation with Sigma for the escape.”

Clatter━.

Cain frowned, recalling the scene he had seen when he fought Ballam.

He didn’t know the exact truth yet, but he thought about it based only on the objective facts he could.

In other words, if the above assumption was true, he could also guess what Marquis Ross had asked of Count Edmund.

“I thought Count Edmund was simple and politically blind, so he went into the dungeon because of the two marquises’ plot, but that might not be the case.”

Oleciren sensed a strange bitterness in Cain’s tone.

It was the taste of his past, where he had misunderstood his father.

“Actually, it doesn’t make sense for an ordinary count to just enter a dungeon like that.”

“To save his wife, he entered a dungeon, not knowing if he would come out alive.”

Cain looked at his face reflected in the tea.

A fair, white, young face.

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