Chapter 25
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Chapter 25
Nersarn wet his throat with liquor, his gaze sweeping over Ian from head to toe.
His features stood in stark contrast to theirs white skin, blond hair, and green eyes. And what about the bone structure? It was as if he was looking at a different species, his eyes filled with fascination.
From the letter you sent, I thought youd be younger.
This misunderstanding was caused by the childlike handwriting of the letter. Although the man before him couched his words in politeness, Ian could decode the implied message.
I still have much to learn. Im striving not to become a burden to the Cheonrye tribe, so please bear with me.
Nersarn had initially deemed Ian insignificant. He raised an eyebrow and exchanged glances with his comrades, a bemused smile dancing on his lips.
Your mother was the second wife, wasnt she?
Yes, thats correct.
Dergha had crafted a narrative to mask Phileas existence, claiming she had died. The backstory depicted that Ians birth mother had passed away when he was a toddler, and he had been residing in the mansion ever since.
But they were oblivious to the fact that she was very much alive, deprived of her child, without the title of a concubine.
It seems like youve inherited a lot from your mother.
Yes, its quite astonishing how the count produced such a face
Soo! Hold your tongue.
Oh, Im sorry.
The youngest-looking woman in the group, Soo, awkwardly raised her hand in apology. From their disparaging remarks about the count, it was evident how they perceived the Bratz family.
Thats Soo, my niece, and this is Gansha, and Mujurun.
No apologies were offered. Nersarn casually introduced his companions, steering the conversation elsewhere. Unless any unforeseen circumstances arose, if Ian managed to cross the border alive, these would be the individuals accompanying him for the rest of his journey.
I bet its disappointing having to leave your homeland sooner than anticipated.
Considering it from a celebratory perspective, hastening our union through marriage would indeed be an honour. It is regrettable, though, that Chief Winchen is unwell.
Nersarn failed to append his thoughts to the tail end of Ians statement, due to Ians crisp and tactful choice of words. Despite his tender years, Ian exuded the typical elegance of the nobility, the distinctive eloquence of the empire glaringly evident.
But, did Chief Winchens ailment struck abruptly?
Given the chiefs advanced age, abrupt might not be the most fitting description, but it certainly is all-encompassing.
I hope theres no misunderstanding. Since youve come all this way, if you wish, I can call the attending physician.
Surely, the Cheonrye tribe must possess their own medicinal practices. Yet, what could they possibly accomplish within their tribal unit? At most, their methods might encompass folk remedies and herbal concoctions. Even though remotely located, they could not match a physician of the Bratz family, which was part of an imperial family.
Thank you for the offer, but I must decline. We have our own way of doing things.
It meant they had traditions that had been carried on for hundreds of years. Initially, they had bodies that wouldnt easily be injured, and underlying their perspective was the belief that even death was part of Gods will.
Or, lord Nersarn. What about asking for that? The Red Grass.
A man named Gansha interjected, only to be silenced by Nersarns stern glance.
Red Grass? What is that? Ian pondered over the term with a composed look but drew a blank.
Anyway, I am grateful for your hospitality in light of my unexpected visit. Please extend my gratitude to the Count as well, Nersarn expressed his thankfulness with an underlying suggestion of wanting to depart.
But Ian did not recede. After all, there was still a pressing matter at hand.
Certainly. The reason for my visit, in fact, involves a request.N♡vεlB¡n: Where Every Word Sparks Wonder.
A request?
In fact, if these people hadnt come, it would have been somewhat annoying. To cross the border with Beric, he had to take on the role of an informant and watchman to win Derghas trust.
But the main problem was with Beric himself.
With his limited understanding of manipulating people, earning Derghas trust was a daunting task. It almost seemed as though he would have to traverse the desert alone and instruct Beric to head to the Cheonrye tribes garrison.
I have a friend who wants to go across the desert with me.
Do you mean the servant and the redhead who were with you earlier?
The one who saw Ian with Hannah and Beric was Mujurun.
At the mans words, Ian shook his head, Just the redhead. Hes an orphan with no family.
Everyone loses their parents as time goes on.
I didnt mean hes pitiable. I meant that since he has no lingering attachment to Bratz, he could work for the desert.
Nersarns face turned cold.
Desert life was not merely challenging climate-wise but also demanded a harsh way of life. Mere survival and enjoyment were unattainable tasks.
But with a woman?
If you underestimate her, youre in big trouble. Shes the person who came to Bratz with the Chiefs brother. She looked quite strong.
It was clear that Gansha and Mujurun were intended as escorts. Their martial aura was palpable, and theyd probably survive even if they were thrown into a lions den.
However, due to the nature of this mission which required as rapid movement as possible, if there was a problem, they needed to move faster than anyone. It was the certainty that a light physique could give.
Rubbing his face on the cushion, Beric mumbled, Its not a race, what does speed have to do with anything? If caught, its over.
It would be a relief if we could catch her.
Huh?
Ian looked out the window and thought for a moment.
Yeah, if we could catch her
Beric, listen closely. Ill teach you how to win.
Ian sat opposite the sofa and shared all possible tactics. Until the sky turned a little darker, and the torch of the mansion lit the red flowers by the window.
* * *
After having their meal in the room, Nersarn and his companions continued to stay there. They couldnt move recklessly due to the soldiers guarding outside the mansion.
Of course, physical limitations were not a problem for them.
***
How is she going to escape?
In the backyard, a little away from the annex, human figures flickered in the lit window of the fourth floor. As all the soldiers of the mansion were guarding the annex, the backyard was eerily quiet.
Huh?
At the opening of the window, a figure abruptly plunged down. Beric was caught off guard, but Ian raised his head as if he had anticipated it.
Then he began counting. One, two, three
Hello!
The figure popped out from the bushes. She had covered a fairly long distance in about ten seconds. It was almost beast-level speed.
Hmm. Its nice here. Its been a while since Ive smelled grass.
The others?
Resting in the room. We have to leave early tomorrow. This is why being the youngest sucks.
With no one else listening, she started talking freely to Ian. This was exactly what Ian would face when they crossed the border. The position where even the youngest of the group would lightly treat him.
Beric stole a glance at Soo before turning his gaze back to the annex.
Did you jump from that window?
Yes. Why?
How will you climb back?
Same way, I suppose?
Soo stared back as if there wasnt a problem. Beric laughed lightly and nodded in satisfaction. Yes, as expected of the Cheonrye tribe.They should be capable of this!
Youve got 5 minutes. If you knock me down within that, I accept my defeat.
5 minutes? Isnt that too short?
If you cant do it within that time, you wouldnt be able to do it even if given a day.
Hah, ridiculous. Can you even fight?
It was absurd that they were talking so casually without having seen each other fight. Ian crossed his arms and slightly stepped back.
In fact, the absence of other spectators meant that they were completely ignoring them. Yet, this created distinct advantages for Ian and Beric.
Beric. Come here.
Swoosh.
Ian grabbed the back of Berics head and infused him with his power. The golden radiance of his eyes would be hidden by Berics head. Magic activation was relatively simple here, and most importantly
Remember what I told you earlier.
It allowed them to employ strategic maneuvers.
Soo flicked her ears as if asking when they were going to start.
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Chapter 25
Nersarn wet his throat with liquor, his gaze sweeping over Ian from head to toe.
His features stood in stark contrast to theirs white skin, blond hair, and green eyes. And what about the bone structure? It was as if he was looking at a different species, his eyes filled with fascination.
From the letter you sent, I thought youd be younger.
This misunderstanding was caused by the childlike handwriting of the letter. Although the man before him couched his words in politeness, Ian could decode the implied message.
I still have much to learn. Im striving not to become a burden to the Cheonrye tribe, so please bear with me.
Nersarn had initially deemed Ian insignificant. He raised an eyebrow and exchanged glances with his comrades, a bemused smile dancing on his lips.
Your mother was the second wife, wasnt she?
Yes, thats correct.
Dergha had crafted a narrative to mask Phileas existence, claiming she had died. The backstory depicted that Ians birth mother had passed away when he was a toddler, and he had been residing in the mansion ever since.
But they were oblivious to the fact that she was very much alive, deprived of her child, without the title of a concubine.
It seems like youve inherited a lot from your mother.
Yes, its quite astonishing how the count produced such a face
Soo! Hold your tongue.
Oh, Im sorry.
The youngest-looking woman in the group, Soo, awkwardly raised her hand in apology. From their disparaging remarks about the count, it was evident how they perceived the Bratz family.
Thats Soo, my niece, and this is Gansha, and Mujurun.
No apologies were offered. Nersarn casually introduced his companions, steering the conversation elsewhere. Unless any unforeseen circumstances arose, if Ian managed to cross the border alive, these would be the individuals accompanying him for the rest of his journey.
I bet its disappointing having to leave your homeland sooner than anticipated.
Considering it from a celebratory perspective, hastening our union through marriage would indeed be an honour. It is regrettable, though, that Chief Winchen is unwell.
Nersarn failed to append his thoughts to the tail end of Ians statement, due to Ians crisp and tactful choice of words. Despite his tender years, Ian exuded the typical elegance of the nobility, the distinctive eloquence of the empire glaringly evident.
But, did Chief Winchens ailment struck abruptly?
Given the chiefs advanced age, abrupt might not be the most fitting description, but it certainly is all-encompassing.
I hope theres no misunderstanding. Since youve come all this way, if you wish, I can call the attending physician.
Surely, the Cheonrye tribe must possess their own medicinal practices. Yet, what could they possibly accomplish within their tribal unit? At most, their methods might encompass folk remedies and herbal concoctions. Even though remotely located, they could not match a physician of the Bratz family, which was part of an imperial family.
Thank you for the offer, but I must decline. We have our own way of doing things.
It meant they had traditions that had been carried on for hundreds of years. Initially, they had bodies that wouldnt easily be injured, and underlying their perspective was the belief that even death was part of Gods will.
Or, lord Nersarn. What about asking for that? The Red Grass.
A man named Gansha interjected, only to be silenced by Nersarns stern glance.
Red Grass? What is that? Ian pondered over the term with a composed look but drew a blank.
Anyway, I am grateful for your hospitality in light of my unexpected visit. Please extend my gratitude to the Count as well, Nersarn expressed his thankfulness with an underlying suggestion of wanting to depart.
But Ian did not recede. After all, there was still a pressing matter at hand.
Certainly. The reason for my visit, in fact, involves a request.N♡vεlB¡n: Where Every Word Sparks Wonder.
A request?
In fact, if these people hadnt come, it would have been somewhat annoying. To cross the border with Beric, he had to take on the role of an informant and watchman to win Derghas trust.
But the main problem was with Beric himself.
With his limited understanding of manipulating people, earning Derghas trust was a daunting task. It almost seemed as though he would have to traverse the desert alone and instruct Beric to head to the Cheonrye tribes garrison.
I have a friend who wants to go across the desert with me.
Do you mean the servant and the redhead who were with you earlier?
The one who saw Ian with Hannah and Beric was Mujurun.
At the mans words, Ian shook his head, Just the redhead. Hes an orphan with no family.
Everyone loses their parents as time goes on.
I didnt mean hes pitiable. I meant that since he has no lingering attachment to Bratz, he could work for the desert.
Nersarns face turned cold.
Desert life was not merely challenging climate-wise but also demanded a harsh way of life. Mere survival and enjoyment were unattainable tasks.
But with a woman?
If you underestimate her, youre in big trouble. Shes the person who came to Bratz with the Chiefs brother. She looked quite strong.
It was clear that Gansha and Mujurun were intended as escorts. Their martial aura was palpable, and theyd probably survive even if they were thrown into a lions den.
However, due to the nature of this mission which required as rapid movement as possible, if there was a problem, they needed to move faster than anyone. It was the certainty that a light physique could give.
Rubbing his face on the cushion, Beric mumbled, Its not a race, what does speed have to do with anything? If caught, its over.
It would be a relief if we could catch her.
Huh?
Ian looked out the window and thought for a moment.
Yeah, if we could catch her
Beric, listen closely. Ill teach you how to win.
Ian sat opposite the sofa and shared all possible tactics. Until the sky turned a little darker, and the torch of the mansion lit the red flowers by the window.
* * *
After having their meal in the room, Nersarn and his companions continued to stay there. They couldnt move recklessly due to the soldiers guarding outside the mansion.
Of course, physical limitations were not a problem for them.
***
How is she going to escape?
In the backyard, a little away from the annex, human figures flickered in the lit window of the fourth floor. As all the soldiers of the mansion were guarding the annex, the backyard was eerily quiet.
Huh?
At the opening of the window, a figure abruptly plunged down. Beric was caught off guard, but Ian raised his head as if he had anticipated it.
Then he began counting. One, two, three
Hello!
The figure popped out from the bushes. She had covered a fairly long distance in about ten seconds. It was almost beast-level speed.
Hmm. Its nice here. Its been a while since Ive smelled grass.
The others?
Resting in the room. We have to leave early tomorrow. This is why being the youngest sucks.
With no one else listening, she started talking freely to Ian. This was exactly what Ian would face when they crossed the border. The position where even the youngest of the group would lightly treat him.
Beric stole a glance at Soo before turning his gaze back to the annex.
Did you jump from that window?
Yes. Why?
How will you climb back?
Same way, I suppose?
Soo stared back as if there wasnt a problem. Beric laughed lightly and nodded in satisfaction. Yes, as expected of the Cheonrye tribe.They should be capable of this!
Youve got 5 minutes. If you knock me down within that, I accept my defeat.
5 minutes? Isnt that too short?
If you cant do it within that time, you wouldnt be able to do it even if given a day.
Hah, ridiculous. Can you even fight?
It was absurd that they were talking so casually without having seen each other fight. Ian crossed his arms and slightly stepped back.
In fact, the absence of other spectators meant that they were completely ignoring them. Yet, this created distinct advantages for Ian and Beric.
Beric. Come here.
Swoosh.
Ian grabbed the back of Berics head and infused him with his power. The golden radiance of his eyes would be hidden by Berics head. Magic activation was relatively simple here, and most importantly
Remember what I told you earlier.
It allowed them to employ strategic maneuvers.
Soo flicked her ears as if asking when they were going to start.
Chapter 25Nersarn wet his throat with liquor, his gaze sweeping over Ian from head to toe.His features stood in stark contrast to theirs white skin, blond hair, and green eyes. And what about the bone structure? It was as if he was looking at a different species, his eyes filled with fascination.From the letter you sent, I thought youd be younger.This misunderstanding was caused by the childlike handwriting of the letter. Although the man before him couched his words in politeness, Ian could decode the implied message.I still have much to learn. Im striving not to become a burden to the Cheonrye tribe, so please bear with me.Nersarn had initially deemed Ian insignificant. He raised an eyebrow and exchanged glances with his comrades, a bemused smile dancing on his lips.Your mother was the second wife, wasnt she?Yes, thats correct.Dergha had crafted a narrative to mask Phileas existence, claiming she had died. The backstory depicted that Ians birth mother had passed away when he was a toddler, and he had been residing in the mansion ever since.But they were oblivious to the fact that she was very much alive, deprived of her child, without the title of a concubine.It seems like youve inherited a lot from your mother.Yes, its quite astonishing how the count produced such a faceSoo! Hold your tongue.Oh, Im sorry.The youngest-looking woman in the group, Soo, awkwardly raised her hand in apology. From their disparaging remarks about the count, it was evident how they perceived the Bratz family.Thats Soo, my niece, and this is Gansha, and Mujurun.No apologies were offered. Nersarn casually introduced his companions, steering the conversation elsewhere. Unless any unforeseen circumstances arose, if Ian managed to cross the border alive, these would be the individuals accompanying him for the rest of his journey.I bet its disappointing having to leave your homeland sooner than anticipated.Considering it from a celebratory perspective, hastening our union through marriage would indeed be an honour. It is regrettable, though, that Chief Winchen is unwell.Nersarn failed to append his thoughts to the tail end of Ians statement, due to Ians crisp and tactful choice of words. Despite his tender years, Ian exuded the typical elegance of the nobility, the distinctive eloquence of the empire glaringly evident.But, did Chief Winchens ailment struck abruptly?Given the chiefs advanced age, abrupt might not be the most fitting description, but it certainly is all-encompassing.I hope theres no misunderstanding. Since youve come all this way, if you wish, I can call the attending physician.Surely, the Cheonrye tribe must possess their own medicinal practices. Yet, what could they possibly accomplish within their tribal unit? At most, their methods might encompass folk remedies and herbal concoctions. Even though remotely located, they could not match a physician of the Bratz family, which was part of an imperial family.Thank you for the offer, but I must decline. We have our own way of doing things.It meant they had traditions that had been carried on for hundreds of years. Initially, they had bodies that wouldnt easily be injured, and underlying their perspective was the belief that even death was part of Gods will.Or, lord Nersarn. What about asking for that? The Red Grass.A man named Gansha interjected, only to be silenced by Nersarns stern glance.Red Grass? What is that? Ian pondered over the term with a composed look but drew a blank.Anyway, I am grateful for your hospitality in light of my unexpected visit. Please extend my gratitude to the Count as well, Nersarn expressed his thankfulness with an underlying suggestion of wanting to depart.But Ian did not recede. After all, there was still a pressing matter at hand.Certainly. The reason for my visit, in fact, involves a request.NvlBn: Where Every Word Sparks Wonder.A request?In fact, if these people hadnt come, it would have been somewhat annoying. To cross the border with Beric, he had to take on the role of an informant and watchman to win Derghas trust.But the main problem was with Beric himself.With his limited understanding of manipulating people, earning Derghas trust was a daunting task. It almost seemed as though he would have to traverse the desert alone and instruct Beric to head to the Cheonrye tribes garrison.I have a friend who wants to go across the desert with me.Do you mean the servant and the redhead who were with you earlier?The one who saw Ian with Hannah and Beric was Mujurun. At the mans words, Ian shook his head, Just the redhead. Hes an orphan with no family.Everyone loses their parents as time goes on.I didnt mean hes pitiable. I meant that since he has no lingering attachment to Bratz, he could work for the desert.Nersarns face turned cold.Desert life was not merely challenging climate-wise but also demanded a harsh way of life. Mere survival and enjoyment were unattainable tasks.But with a woman?If you underestimate her, youre in big trouble. Shes the person who came to Bratz with the Chiefs brother. She looked quite strong.It was clear that Gansha and Mujurun were intended as escorts. Their martial aura was palpable, and theyd probably survive even if they were thrown into a lions den.However, due to the nature of this mission which required as rapid movement as possible, if there was a problem, they needed to move faster than anyone. It was the certainty that a light physique could give.Rubbing his face on the cushion, Beric mumbled, Its not a race, what does speed have to do with anything? If caught, its over.It would be a relief if we could catch her.Huh?Ian looked out the window and thought for a moment.Yeah, if we could catch herBeric, listen closely. Ill teach you how to win.Ian sat opposite the sofa and shared all possible tactics. Until the sky turned a little darker, and the torch of the mansion lit the red flowers by the window.* * *After having their meal in the room, Nersarn and his companions continued to stay there. They couldnt move recklessly due to the soldiers guarding outside the mansion.Of course, physical limitations were not a problem for them.***How is she going to escape?In the backyard, a little away from the annex, human figures flickered in the lit window of the fourth floor. As all the soldiers of the mansion were guarding the annex, the backyard was eerily quiet.Huh?At the opening of the window, a figure abruptly plunged down. Beric was caught off guard, but Ian raised his head as if he had anticipated it.Then he began counting. One, two, threeHello!The figure popped out from the bushes. She had covered a fairly long distance in about ten seconds. It was almost beast-level speed.Hmm. Its nice here. Its been a while since Ive smelled grass.The others?Resting in the room. We have to leave early tomorrow. This is why being the youngest sucks.With no one else listening, she started talking freely to Ian. This was exactly what Ian would face when they crossed the border. The position where even the youngest of the group would lightly treat him.Beric stole a glance at Soo before turning his gaze back to the annex.Did you jump from that window?Yes. Why?How will you climb back?Same way, I suppose?Soo stared back as if there wasnt a problem. Beric laughed lightly and nodded in satisfaction. Yes, as expected of the Cheonrye tribe.They should be capable of this!Youve got 5 minutes. If you knock me down within that, I accept my defeat.5 minutes? Isnt that too short?If you cant do it within that time, you wouldnt be able to do it even if given a day.Hah, ridiculous. Can you even fight?It was absurd that they were talking so casually without having seen each other fight. Ian crossed his arms and slightly stepped back.In fact, the absence of other spectators meant that they were completely ignoring them. Yet, this created distinct advantages for Ian and Beric.Beric. Come here.Swoosh.Ian grabbed the back of Berics head and infused him with his power. The golden radiance of his eyes would be hidden by Berics head. Magic activation was relatively simple here, and most importantlyRemember what I told you earlier.It allowed them to employ strategic maneuvers.Soo flicked her ears as if asking when they were going to start.
