How to Live as a Knight After the Ending - Chapter 92



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Episode 92. Raid (3)

“What if you don’t like it?”

“I gave you enough warning.”

As soon as Balud finished speaking, the mafia under him appeared behind him.

With a solemn expression and a suit that looked like a bald head.

It was a completely different atmosphere from that of Kursha’s free-spirited subordinates.

Even in an atmosphere where a fight could break out at any moment, Kursha did not back down.

“Why. Are you just going to do something here? Hey, Director. Can’t you see what I’m trying to do? This is clearly a vendetta to protect our organization’s reputation. Even you have no right to stop it.”

“It is my job to carry out that vendetta. I was the one who suffered the humiliation.”

Balud said as he glared at Ossian.

But there was no great hostility in that action. What Balud was concerned about right now was not the individual Ossian, but the Kursha family.

“Huh. This is true. As a fellow colleague, you offered to help me out, but you’re blocking me like this? Do you know how embarrassing it is right now?”

Ossian was also confused.

At first, I thought Balud had shown up to help Kursha, who was also a member of the North Blinders.

But judging from the conversation they share, their purpose is quite the opposite.

Kursha’s reaction wasn’t very good either.

On the outside he was smiling and sly, but his eyes showed nothing like that.

‘Are they rivals who are hostile to each other?’

This was rather fortunate for Ossian.

Even so, the situation was not favorable for dealing with all of the subordinates that Balud had brought.

“Hey Balud. Does it have to end here?”

“The die is cast. It’s your choice whether to accept it or not.”

Balud spoke coldly throughout. Kursha frowned at his blunt voice that showed little emotion.

“Oh. Really? What if you don’t accept it?”

At those words, Kursha’s men readied their weapons.

“Then we must end it here.”

Balud’s men also aimed their weapons and glared at them with chilling eyes.

The atmosphere is tense. The moment someone pulls the trigger, a fight breaks out.

At that moment, Kursha twisted his lips and burst into laughter.

“Hahahaha! Everyone stop. Put your weapons down.”

Despite the sudden order, Kursha’s men lowered their weapons.

Their expressions were reluctant, but they had no choice but to follow Kursha’s orders.

“Just kidding. Why are you taking it so seriously? If you want to do a vendetta yourself, I have no intention of stopping you. In fact, I would even support you if it were for the sake of the organization’s reputation.”

As Kursha shrugged, Balud adjusted his glasses and nodded to his subordinates.

Balud’s men lowered their guns in a measured manner and hung their weapons on their waists or backs.

“Still, it’s surprising. I didn’t think you would be this nervous. I guess the first failure is painful. There’s nothing more unsettling than the feeling of your position being in danger after having just barely crawled to it.”

Kursha laughed out loud.

Several of Balud’s men were about to explode at those words, but they held themselves back desperately.

Since Director Balud was in charge, it was impossible for them to step in instead.

When he didn’t give in to the provocation, Kursha shook his head with a look of disinterest.

“Well, I guess I’ll stop here for today. Our Director Balud is coming in big strides, so I guess I’ll have to give him some ground.”

Kursha lowered his sunglasses slightly and stared at Balud with sharp eyes.

“Because now is not the time for us to see the end.”

Kursha left his position, leading his men, leaving only that warning behind.

Ossian laughed inwardly at the sight.

‘Oh, really. I ended up being the intruder.’

It seemed like he was going to fight Kursha, but Balud got involved and the main stage shifted to their relationship.

The remaining Balud family also seemed ready to leave.

As Ossian was quietly watching Balud like that, his eyes met his.

“Don’t be thankful. I didn’t come here to help you.”

Who said what?

Ossian stared at Balud with a puzzled face.

“It is my job to carry out the vendetta. Be careful, we will be enemies next time we meet.”

At those words, Ossian let out a snicker.

“Well, that’s true.”

I don’t like saying it, but I can’t help but get help.

Just then, I felt a sound coming from afar.

Balud must have felt it too, as his gaze turned to the direction where the footsteps had come from, and soon his expressionless face slightly collapsed.

oh?

Ossian looked at Balud with a look of defeat on his face.

The intruder has finally made his appearance.

“Balud! This is too much! How can you just disappear like that all of a sudden!”

The one who spoke with a lively voice that did not fit the ominous atmosphere of this abandoned building was a woman who appeared to be in her early twenties.

Her waist-length brown hair swayed like waves with every movement.

From her flawless, clear skin that looks like she grew up well to her expensive-looking dress.

She stood proudly in front of Balud, not paying any attention to Balud’s men, who had a fierce expression on their faces.

“Isn’t that too rude to the lady! You should have escorted her until the end!”

“miss…….”

What was even more surprising was that Balud’s subordinates bowed their heads to the woman, and Balud himself seemed to be at a loss.

“Hmm? More importantly, what about that person?”

The woman found Ossian and asked.

“Well, we just know each other.”

“Ah! Again! I know that, right? Right? You mean you’re putting it in a drum?”

what?

Ossian doubted his ears at what the woman said.

How can you mention something about a drum can in such an innocent and cheerful voice?

Only then did Ossian realize the woman’s true identity.

“You don’t have to come all the way here, Miss. If you do, you won’t have the face to face the boss.”

Yes, that bold-looking woman was the daughter of the leader of the North Blinders.

That must be why he could easily ignore Balud’s subordinates and even take out his grievances on Balud, the director.

‘However, it seems a little closer than a relationship between a boss and a subordinate at work.’

Especially the eyes of the woman looking at Balud. I would say that they are filled with affection somewhere.

Balud was the same. The man who always seemed as cold as ice was unable to hide his agitation in front of that woman.

Ah, so that’s what it was.

Ossian nodded as if he understood.

Balud glared at Ossian with sharp, stinging eyes, as if he had discovered it.

“Consider yourself lucky.”

“You’re surprisingly romantic.”

A self-made northern barbarian is in a romance with the boss’s daughter.

Doesn’t this picture look just right?

Of course, Balud did not take at face value Ossian’s words, which were purely meant as admiration.

“Let’s go now. The guards must be getting anxious.”

“Since I’m here, I want to play a little more.”

“No.”

“Chi. Balud seems like a very rigid person.”

Balud, tired of the woman’s chattering, lowered his glasses slightly and stroked his eyelids with his fingers.

Today, too many tiring things happened to him one after another.

“Let’s go.”

“Okay, okay.”

Balud left, taking the boss’s daughter with him.

As Ossian watched their backs moving away, he felt that he would eventually meet them again.

*

It was nearing sunset when Ossian arrived at Violet Fox.

Daughter.

When he opened the door, Ronan greeted him from where he usually sat.

“Huh huhu. You’re here.”

“… … .”

It was a smile and face that was no different from usual, but maybe it was because of the time zone.

As the long sunset glowed bright red and decorated Ronan’s background, he transformed into the appearance of the leader of a secret society who wished for the end of the world.

Even though he knew it wasn’t true, he couldn’t help but have suspicions that Ronan might have passed his information to Kursha.

Ronan was also quick-witted, so he immediately picked up on the subtle mood in Ossian’s unchanging expression.

“No. I don’t know what you’re mistaken about, but that’s not me.”

“… … Ah, okay.”

There was an awkward silence between them for a moment.

“Haha. So it looks like what you were doing went well.”

“Have you heard already?”

“Yes. Congratulations. You’ve now established a relationship with someone who will become your most reliable source of income in the future.”

“Well, that won’t help right away.”

“Haha. That’s right. It’ll take time to sort out the internal issues within the Goldilocks family. There’s also the issue of succession.”

“You still know it well.”

“I’m glad that Mr. Ossian got what he wanted from this request.”

“Does it look that way?”

“Yes. You seemed happier than usual.”

Ossian grinned and shrugged.

Ronan’s words were not wrong at all. It was only natural that he had obtained the moonlight.

“There’s something else I’m curious about.”

“Yes. Go ahead.”

“Do you know about madmen?”

Ronan’s squint widened further than before.

“Ah. You’re not asking about the literal meaning of the words, are you, Mr. Ossian, curious about the Four Great Madmen?”

“okay.”

“You may have already met one of them, the gold miner, Dyke Goldilocks.”

The story of the four great madmen was quite famous even in the city, so there was no need to not explain it.

“The people commonly referred to as the four madmen are literally people who are crazy about something.”

“But why are they grouped into groups of four?”

“I have a lot of money.”

“ah.”

So the reason the four madmen were famous was because they were crazy people with a lot of money.

When an ordinary person goes crazy, he’s a crazy person, but when a rich person goes crazy, he becomes a named madman.

“The most modest of all is the gold-mad Dyke Goldilocks.”

“The other three don’t seem to be like that.”

“They are famous for many reasons. The other three are called the Star Madman, the Fairy Tale Madman, and the Book Madman. They all have one thing in common: they are all very wealthy people.”

“Hoo.”

Among them, Ossian was quite attracted to the name Star Madman.

It was a natural reaction, considering that the Holy Light Sword he used was powered by starlight.

“It seems like everyone is doing something out of the ordinary.”

“Of course, that’s just the information and rumors going around, I don’t know if it’s actually true. But if it wasn’t, there wouldn’t be any smoke coming out of the chimney.”

Goldie, a gold miner, was famous for discovering and developing gold mines and tenaciously amassing money.

So what about the other three?

Stars, fairy tales, books.

It didn’t really feel like the word “money tycoon” fit. Maybe that’s why he was given the title of madman.

“I wonder what kind of person he is.”

“Haha. They are not people you can easily meet just because you want to. Some of them have a lot of money, and some of them are also CEOs of companies.”

“enterprise?”

“Yes. Among them, James Earhart, the star nut, is the godfather of the aviation industry. He is the chairman of Shalahi Mountain, one of the airship manufacturers. He is a person with a lot of influence in Tirna.”

“Why is that person called a star madman?”

“He said that his goal was to reach the stars with the airship he had developed. He said that he would do whatever it took to achieve that goal. It is a famous anecdote that he boasted that he would definitely finish it before he died.”

“He deserves to be called a madman.”

Although science has advanced considerably since Ossian remembered it, it is still lacking in many ways compared to the 21st century Earth.

What James Earhart was trying to create seemed to be at least a manned spacecraft.

To achieve that, science would have to advance by at least 40 years more than it does now.

Even if the period was shortened by magic or other mystical powers, it would be difficult for James, an old man, to achieve this while he is still alive.

But you didn’t give up and kept challenging until the end.

It was natural that I looked like a madman in the eyes of others.

‘Why is he so obsessed with stars? Is it perhaps connected to other constellations?’

It was when Ossian was so troubled.

The door to Violet Fox’s shop opened with a jingle.

The one who opened the door and came in was a large man with a fierce expression.

An appearance that is intimidating just by looking at it.

He was also someone who remained particularly memorable in Ossian’s memory.

“Jonathan?”

Jonathan, a large man.

He was a mutant with enhanced body strength, and was also a troubleshooter who fought alongside Ossian during the incident involving the Blood Brotherhood.

Jonathan looked at him, probably because his original purpose was Ossian, and then he quickly approached him.

He bowed his head deeply.

“Please accept me as your disciple.”