How to Live as a Knight After the Ending - Chapter 90



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Episode 90. Raid (1)

Ossian left the mansion, promising to deliver the reward later by car.

Dyke stared quietly out the window.

Since he had also sent away his trusted confidant Dustin, the only one left to guard him was the third son, Delon.

It was then that Dyke suddenly opened his mouth.

“Your eye for people has improved a lot. You chose a really good guy. He’s a rare person. Don’t let this request end with one request, but let’s continue our relationship in the future.”

“I thought so even if you didn’t say so.”

I see.

Dyke nodded slightly.

“Delren. Do you still resent me?”

“How can I put the word ‘resentment’ into my mouth?”

“Of course. You are the child who resembles me more than anyone else.”

Dyke said after taking a moment to collect his thoughts.

“Money, you know. It’s so ugly.”

“… … .”

“People fight, swear, and kill each other for this money. There are many who would lick the street filth if they could just earn this money. Even those who pretend not to care are different in degree, but in the end, they want money. I have seen people like that for a long time… too many.”

That’s why Dyke became the standard by which the world was judged by money.

The Industrial Revolution took place and the world became a better place to live in than ever before.

But ironically, despite this abundance, the world has become more extreme.

The rich became endlessly rich, while the poor became so poor that their stomachs dried up and rotted away.

The harsh working conditions did not discriminate against children.

Children were burned to death, suffocated, or burned to death while cleaning chimneys.

Maybe chimney sweeping would have been better.

Because the child who was dragged into the coal mine had even less hope.

A long, narrow, dark coal mine path that is difficult for adults to pass through.

Children were pushed into it simply because they were small and could move around easily.

6 days a week.

12 hours a day.

Children were forced to work in damp, dark, suffocating, and lightless conditions.

He died like that.

The scene was still vivid in Dyke’s memory.

A shaking tunnel. A collapsing ceiling.

My close friends who I worked with were crushed to death, and there were red stains of blood underneath.

Only Dyke survived in the collapsing tunnel.

It was something I could almost say was a stroke of luck. There were a few injuries, but they weren’t bad enough to be a handicap.

Maybe it wasn’t just luck, it was fate.

Inside a collapsing mine tunnel.

When you are stranded in a place without food or water until someone comes to rescue you.

He saw it.

A gold vein discovered by chance in a coal mine.

That splendid golden color that shines like starlight in the darkness.

A child who did not know the ways of the world captured such beauty in the midst of a life-threatening crisis.

At that moment, the child became an adult.

That’s how the gold madman was born.

“I didn’t meet my current wife because of love. When I started making money, I got matchmakers from all over the place, and at the time, I just met the girl from a family that was the easiest to invest in for a new business.”

In the end, the current mistress’s relationship was also formed simply out of a desire for money.

There was a reason why Dyke thought everything in the world was about money.

“But your mother was different.”

“… … .”

At the mention of his mother, Delon, who had been wearing a blunt mask, flinched.

“I thought everyone in the world was greedy for money. Back then, I was much more arrogant and confident than I am now. Yes. To put it bluntly, I was a brat. A brat who only grew older.”

“How did you meet your mother?”

“I just happened to find a potential new gold mine and went to explore nearby. I happened to meet her in a town I stopped by. I guess she was very beautiful for someone in such a remote place.”

But Dyke met her and fell in love with her.

“Even though I was arrogant, you treated me kindly without saying a word against me. And yet, you were so greedy. Even if I was offered a huge amount of wealth, you refused.”

“That’s amazing. My father loved my mother.”

“I realized it too late. At the time, I was hot-blooded and didn’t know it was true love. Looking back, I realized that he was a precious person. How stupid.”

Dyke smiled bitterly.

“When I left, you hid the fact that you were pregnant, and you didn’t spend a single penny of the money I left you.”

Delran’s mother raised Delran solely on her own.

I worked in a factory, did sewing for pay, and helped with housework.

Even though I had enough money to live off of for the rest of my life, I never touched it.

It was Dyke’s money, not his own.

Eventually, she collapses and dies from overwork, and Dyke belatedly learns of her death and of Delran’s existence.

“It was the only light I’ve ever encountered in my life. A light more precious and beautiful than gold. That gentle smile, yes… …it was like the moonlight teasing the night sky.”

That may be why he kept the moonstone nearby after seeing it.

Because the light of her that I truly loved came to mind.

And the blood she left behind.

The child version of himself, with the beast in his eyes, who resembled him even more than the ugly first and second siblings.

“I thought I would never meet someone like her again. But the world is really big. Today, I met another one.”

Dyke recalled the image of Ossian.

Eyes that did not waver even when he offered gold.

Eyes that reveal their beliefs in a detached manner even in the midst of desire.

If the woman I loved was like the gentle moonlight.

What should I say about Ossian? It was like starlight. A splendid starlight that aroused admiration.

“Delren. You are my son. You are her last and only gift to this world.”

“… … .”

“I didn’t say I would show you fatherly love now. Just think of it as life advice from the previous head of the family to the next head of the family. You can just listen to it and ignore it.”

Dyke looked away from the window and looked straight at Delran.

“Never let go of someone like that. It’s okay if you bow down a little. A relationship with someone like that is more precious than gold.”

“That’s quite normal for someone who’s a gold madman to say that.”

“As you get older, things change. Well, I don’t know about the other three crazy old men.”

*

Ossian traveled in a vehicle.

The Goldilocks family sent us the latest model car, complete with a chauffeur.

‘In the case of the tax accountant, I think they said they would send it separately later.’

As he stared at the scenery passing by outside the car window, Ossian recalled what he had gained from this commission.

‘I succeeded in my request, learned how to reduce my taxes, and made a solid connection with the Goldilocks family.’

He even became the benefactor who saved the life of Dellon Goldieren, the next head of Goldieren.

There is nothing as heavy as the debt of one’s life.

At least in Ossian’s judgment, Delran was not the type to ignore debt.

‘I’ve gained the most solid support that a problem solver lacks.’

Although the troubleshooters work with brokers, that doesn’t mean they are a tight-knit camaraderie.

Violet Fox was an odd one out. Basically, their relationship was cold business.

When a problem arises with a problem solver, the broker often cuts off the relationship and ignores it.

The broker association also does not protect the problem solver.

The problem solver was thoroughly individual.

‘It would be a good idea to get problem solvers together and form a union, but the funny thing is that it’s actually the problem solvers who are freelancers who have a hard time getting together.’

Normally, to form a union, you have to be someone well-known in the industry, but if that’s the case, there was no need to form a union.

A world where each person lives for himself.

Sometimes we would work together on a mission, but it was also common for us to meet as enemies the next day.

A harsh world where yesterday’s comrades shoot each other today.

Working in such a place, the troubleshooters desperately wanted a ‘backer’.

‘That’s why renowned problem solvers are affiliated with some company or employed under some organization.’

What is the most solid support among them?

Big business? Tirna’s civil servants? The military?

Everyone has different preferences, so the answer will vary greatly, but Ossian would say this:

A very wealthy person.

It is not a relationship where you bow your head to him, but a relationship where you owe him your life.

‘But I gained something more important than that ideal relationship.’

It was the power of the moon scar.

The power to take charge of a part of the knights of the sky along with the starlight.

Unlike the monotonous Seonggwang, it has the ability to respond in a variety of situations.

‘The power of the moonshine. And I also confirmed in what form the moonshine remained in this world.’

The moonstone remained under the name of Moonstone.

So, do other fragments of power also remain like these stones?

Ossian didn’t think so.

‘In the case of Seonggwang, he developed even more while spending time with Princess Orlea. That means that the fragments of power do not simply remain in a material form like a moonstone.’

Power can also be strengthened in the bonds between people.

‘In other words, it is possible that a fragment of power may have been embedded in the person.’

There may be some people who live without knowing it.

But on the other hand, someone who can handle that power will surely appear.

‘There’s more work to do.’

Although he didn’t know where the power was, Ossian didn’t think much of it.

This time, the ghost incident was also like that, and it was because of his intuition as a knight. It was because his senses guided him.

‘It’s a bit surprising that the senses have improved so much. I don’t remember the original Sky Knight having this kind of trait.’

Before Princess Orlea was assassinated, I saw something red in the gun aimed at her.

It was also the case that I saw a dangerous place as a sight of something red and fluttering.

I don’t know if it’s because I’ve become a knight’s body, but my ability to sense danger has increased to the point where it’s almost like foresight.

Although it was difficult to see danger to others, it was possible to clearly sense danger to oneself.

For example, right now, the interior of the car is filled with red energy.

Kwaaang!

The car flipped over violently and rolled along the ground with an explosion.

The cause was a mortar shell that flew in from outside.

It was a surprise attack while passing through an undeveloped area between districts, so the driver didn’t react or anything.

Moreover, as a state-of-the-art vehicle, it had bulletproof performance that made it impervious to most bullets, but the power of the explosion far exceeded that.

“Whew! It’s killing the performance!”

Shadows began to appear one by one among the buildings that had not yet been built.

They whistled as they watched the abandoned car engulfed in red flames and spewing black smoke.

“It’s true that you get what you pay for. No matter how expensive the car is, one shot of gunpowder is enough to destroy it! Isn’t that right?”

“The guy riding inside must have died right away.”

“That’s what I told you to do. It’s such a shame. There was a rumor recently that he had an excessive amount of money for a troubleshooter, but it was all gone before he could use it properly.”

“With this level of power, even a mutant with enhanced body would be reduced to charcoal.”

The raiders laughed heartily.

Even though he killed a person, he didn’t seem to feel any guilt.

It was then that a voice was heard from above my head.

“It was a surprise attack targeting me.”

“Who are you!”

The raiders turned their heads to follow the voice.

Osian stood on top of the shabby rebar, looking down at them.

“Uh, how?”

It was a surprise mortar attack. There would have been no time to notice the attack or respond.

Ossian didn’t bother to answer.

As soon as he saw the ominous red aura, he kicked the door open and ran outside, and shortly after, the car exploded.

Distracted by the explosion, the attackers failed to notice that Ossian had escaped unharmed.

His life was saved, but unfortunately the driver did not.

“It was a car I liked, but it’s too bad.”

They say that when you work as a troubleshooter, you build up a grudge somewhere, but I never imagined that I would be ambushed in broad daylight so quickly.

“We’ll have to slowly figure out whose orders you guys were working under.”

The sword that Ossian drew from his waist was wrapped in bluish frost.