The Villain Carries the Holy Sword – Chapter 73.2

Chapter 73.2: Spring Day in My Life (2)

This face would grow up to be a low-ranking mercenary, drift to the Great Wall, and become a warrior.

‘And stab his younger brother in the chest.’

If he had to find the beginning of all that tragedy, it would be Count Edmund Ethelred’s disappearance.

With his disappearance, the two marquises revealed their ambitions and used Abel to oust him.

From the fact that 『Four Seasons』 had sent time back to the day he had fought Abel on the cliff, the starting point of every turning point was that day.

And what made that day was Edmund’s absence.

‘I always cursed Edmund’s choice, calling it stupid.’

No matter how deep a wound is, it heals over time. The wound in Cain’s heart was like that.

It had now completely healed, leaving only a faint scar, but the immature Cain of the past needed someone to blame, and that someone was naturally Edmund.

But, it wasn’t a stupid choice.

He walked into the jaws of death to save Chloe?

It was as if he could hear the sound of the barely healed wound ripping open.

Oleciren, watching Cain lost in thought, brought up the story she had left unfinished earlier.

“The reason why they weren’t sure was because he was wearing priest’s clothes and was with people from the Holy See.”

“The Holy See?”

Cain abruptly turned his head.

Even if he made a hundred concessions, Edmund and the Holy See were a completely incompatible combination.

“They couldn’t see his face, but they said he was holding a longsword and taking a stance toward the forest. They said they almost wet themselves at the killing intent…….”

“It must be him.”

He could guarantee that in all of Airian, there were only two people who could handle a longsword that well: himself and Edmund.

The two were silent for a moment, gathering their thoughts.

At the moment when an unexpected past was being revealed.

Thud━!

“Your Highness, the commander-in-chief━.”

Count Garick and Count Digrid burst through the door. They must have come straight to Oleciren after the aristocratic meeting at Lindbloom Palace.

However, the two hesitated for a moment, not expecting Cain to be there.

“Has the commander-in-chief for this Northern Expedition, no, the Elf War, been decided?”

Cain asked with a leisurely smile. Count Garick cleared his throat and plopped down on the sofa.

“Yes. Your prediction was spot on.”

In fact, Garick and Count Digrid were puzzled when Cain suddenly said Olivia would be the commander-in-chief.

Until now, only members of the royal family could be the commander-in-chief, so Hybolt had always taken on the role.

No matter what the two marquises said, they had expected Hybolt to naturally give it to Oleciren.

The two counts shuddered at Cain’s ability to read the situation and make judgments.

Count Digrid also plopped down next to Garick. His eyelids were dark, as if he had been up all night.

“Second Princess Olivia has indeed been appointed commander-in-chief.”

Oleciren frowned.

“Olivia is only seventeen years old. She hasn’t even had her coming-of-age ceremony yet. No matter how important power is, how can you send a child to the battlefield…”

Count Garick shook his head.

“Many vassals tried to stop it, but there was nothing we could do after Marquis Ross and Marquis McLoud both supported it.”

It was only natural that the two, who would actually organize and operate the expeditionary force, joined forces to argue.

And the two counts looked at Cain.

“And if they reject Olivia’s appointment as commander-in-chief because of her age, then Cain, who is the same age, must also step down from the position of Lord Ethelred, which was tacitly recognized.”

“How vicious.”

Oleciren instinctively tried to bite her nails.

Cain stopped her by pulling her arm away and turned to face the two counts.

“You’re saying that you’ll make a duke to solidify the throne, and not only is Oleciren not able to do anything, but Olivia is going to take on the role of commander-in-chief and dedicate herself to the country by showing that she’s willing to shed blood.”

“That’s right. They’ll promote the idea that it’s only natural for Olivia to inherit the throne. The difference between those who shed blood and those who don’t is clear.”

Cain glanced at Oleciren for a moment and opened his mouth.

“Then Ethelred will move separately.”

As expected.

He had already made plans on how to move.

Count Garick raised his voice in surprise.

“The commander-in-chief’s orders are like the king’s orders. Disobeying them is treason!”

“Orders are orders only when they reach us.”

Cain’s short words.

The two counts and Oleciren looked at him in surprise.

Cain smiled faintly and said,

“If we enter a deep place where the commander-in-chief’s orders can’t reach us, the on-site command will be transferred from the commander-in-chief to Oleciren, who can give immediate orders.”

“That’s right! As a member of the royal family, she also has the authority to command!”

Count Digrid exclaimed, standing up.

“Yes. And if we act independently, there will be no problems in terms of legitimacy, and Olivia will be blamed for……”

Thud.

The door opened again.

This time, it was Abel and Vanderbilt who rushed in.

Seeing the two enter at this moment, Cain felt a strange chill. As Abel, who was in charge of communication with Ethelred’s main residence, hesitated, Cain waved his hand.

“It’s okay, tell me.”

“We received Commander-in-Chief Olivia’s first order to Ethelred. Since the Count is absent, we are to refrain from participating in this expedition and conserve our forces as much as possible…….”

Cain stroked his neck and laughed.

“Interesting, isn’t it?”

Because he realized that the chill he had felt earlier was not the chill of a blade, but the chill of politics.

“The ones sitting on the other side weren’t soft pushovers.”

Ross, McLoud, and even Glumiêm.

Two giants and a monster of Airian were watching Cain Ethelred.

Translator’s Blog

Blog

• Feeling like a lazy Naruto? This is How You Stop Procrastinating and Conquer Your To-Do List Like a True Hokage
• Chaoyang Masses: The Spy Games Your Aunts and Uncles Play
• Lost in Translation: When Your Brain Goes on a Tangent While Reading Light Novels
• My Inner Samurai vs. My Real-Life Chicken Heart: Why My Brain Thinks I’m Bruce Lee, But My Body Screams “Run!”
• How to Stop Your Friends From Thinking You’re a Weeb: A Guide for the Anime-Obsessed