I Became an Immoral Child in the Game - I Became an Immoral Child in the Game chapter 25

25 – 6-Holy Son, Holy Son.

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There was nothing more comfortable than watching the scenery outside the window leisurely in a wagon traveling down a well-paved road.

It feels like it has nothing to do with me, whether it’s ashes or wind and rain outside.

I slept in the rocking wagon until I got tired of it, and when I was bored, I took out a book and read it.

Ah, this is the life of an aristocrat.

Long live the identity system, long live.

Currently, I finished all my business in Lighthouse Village, and was on my way to the northern capital, Stemwind, along with the Humanity Lighthouse Corps supply procession.

When I was in the lighthouse village, I was busy looking around, probably excited by the Jindo journey that I had been attached to all day.

Suddenly, she found out that Jin was a woman, so it was rather awkward to deal with.

In the midst of taking a break after a long time, enjoying the journey leisurely like a scholar who enjoys art and time alone after a long time, the carriage stopped.

The coachman opened the carriage door and said.

“Bjorn de Jejecz, the procession is behind schedule, so it looks like we’ll be camping here today. Would you like to have your meal in the carriage as before?”

“Well, it’s frustrating to stay here all the time. I’ll go out and eat.”

The further down from Lighthouse Village to Stemwind, the more ashes fell.

After wearing a clock and going out of the wagon, people were busy preparing meals.

Is this the heart of the officer who had the soldiers work and watched while drinking coffee?

Is it more thrilling than you think?

I want to see your troubled face.

Correcting my distorted mind, I moved to the food distribution area.

“Huh?”

“Oh.”

At that time, Barton Wigner and I met eyes.

As if I had run into my ex on the street, I hurriedly averted my eyes.

Oh no, I shouldn’t have gotten out of the carriage.

“Bjorn, de Jejitz, sir. Are you comfortable in the carriage?”

“Huh? Uh…, Yeah.”

After the rather coherent tone, the sound of teeth grinding followed.

“Thanks to Mr. Bjorn de Jejeitz’s arrangements, I am enjoying my journey comfortably.”

A strong fishy smell came from him.

I implicitly plugged my nose.

It was a mistake.

“Oh, it seems like my body smells good. Huh?”

Barton Wigner.

The second-ranking rider this time, and now the official knight of the Humanity Lighthouse.

A newcomer, but a rookie with two nicknames: the deer knight and the witty knight.

The noble man who saved all of his riders from the brink of death by using his quick wits against Qarha, the archdemon of plague, and who was willing to sacrifice his life for that, was currently in charge of managing fish meat.

“Didn’t I tell you that a deer calf like that should just be put in a barn?”

I heard Amber Cutter’s voice behind me.

This jockey who will remain as a legend, she who shines as her chief was also not a horse.

She was serving stew to the people wearing an apron she had obtained from an unknown source on top of armor that was only supplied to great knights such as humanity.

Her clock, which symbolizes seniority, looked especially shabby today.

“It’s just that you’re pretending to be hard while drying fish meat, so you’re shuddering?”

“Then would you like to change?”

“I have a weak stomach.”

“Hey, you b*tch.”

The two were terribly bickering before their eyes met.

Looking at that scene, I wondered if I had just gotten out of the carriage.

There was a terrible reason why the two of them took on chores that did not fit their status as knights.

On the day of the initiation ceremony, Amber Cutter and Barton Wigner tried to return the seats of the senior and second seats in protest against injustice.

When something unprecedented was about to happen in which both the senior and second seats were vacant in one jockey, the lighthouse commander Ragnar, who was in trouble, asked me to stop the two.

I stopped the two of them from going out of their way with the mindset of making at least one more debt to him.

Thanks to my persuasion, Amber and Barton were able to keep their grades, but since they became knights, they had to accept the crime of protest.

The punishment was to take on chores for the supply procession heading to Stemwind this time.

It was something a servant could do, but it was also a light sentence compared to the nature of the crime.

It was a highlight of how much effort I put in for the two of them.

“Rather than that, when are you going to pay me back my 10,000 libra. You bastard.”

“Where’s the crazy b*tch who really wants to get that!”

“If you hand over that sword, you’ll get a cut?”

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With greedy eyes, Amber reached for the damask sword hanging from Barton’s waist.

Drool dripped from her eyes and seemed to wet her apron.

“Where would you sell a basilisk’s heart and set your eyes on someone else’s, you idiot!”

“It’s already become my blood and flesh. Do you want to touch it?”

“Shut up, just.”

Seeing Amber stroking her own stomach, Barton became disgusted.

Is there anyone who can handle Amber’s charm that makes people sick of it?

After the meal was over, Amber sat next to me while she was eating and started talking to her.

“Bjorn, I have something to tell you.”

I became serious again with a rather serious face.

“What’s up?”

“There are bad rumors going around about Bjorn because of us.”

“What?”

“We believe and follow it, but the eldest son of the de Yewitz family couldn’t even protect it properly.”

“So what do you think?”

“What bullsh*t?”

Amber looked at me giggling.

She laughed because I was dumbfounded by her appearance.

I don’t know who the source of those rumors is, but they’ll freak out if they find out what favors I gave to Amber and Barton.

Originally, Amber Cutter, who occupied the top jockey position, and Barton Wigner, who was the second jockey, had the privilege of choosing where they would like to work.

There are a total of 4 locations where the Humanity Lighthouse Team is assigned.

Lighthouse Village, the forefront of protecting mankind from evil.

On the coast of Nagang, the only link between the Gray Mountains and the North, Keldarin Fortress defends the Northern Territory from monsters.

Handar Castle is located on the road connecting the central and northern parts of the continent of Esteria.

And the northern capital, Stemwind.

As long as there is no special event, a total of 8,000 Knights of the Lighthouse of Humanity did not deviate from these four assignments and worked on a rotational basis every five years.

As with all things in the world, the quality of these four assignment sites varied greatly.

Keldarin Fortress, where monsters attack at any time, was the first target to avoid, and even if there was less ash, no knights preferred Lighthouse Village, a remote area in the north.

Unexpectedly, the first priority of the knights was Handar Castle, not Stemwind, but since it is close to the central part of the continent, it is quite civilized for a rural northern part.

Amber and Barton, who joined with excellent grades, were able to go wherever they wanted.

For those two, I offered much better terms.

Using the power of the de Yewitz family, I gave them the task of protecting me.

Workplace rotation is suspended during special missions at the Lighthouse of Humanity.

In the meantime, I worked in Stemwind without consuming rotation, and later went to Handar Castle.

No matter how senior or second, it was not a benefit that a newcomer who had just become a knight could enjoy.

Of course, I didn’t do them a favor without thinking.

Because Helga Sentle, who was originally my teacher and bodyguard, became a senior knight and couldn’t properly carry out her bodyguard duties, she had to treat Amber Cutter, who swore allegiance to me, as well.

Barton Wigner was just a bonus.

“I’m just saying this to let you know that there are people out there who will poke at someone if they seem less important than they thought. They usually go after the weak spots first.”

“It’s about Barton Wigner.”

Through the long stretched clock, I saw the bruises all over Barton’s arm.

The covered part must be worse.

It must have been the traces of harassment by the Knights of the Lighthouse of Humanity, who looked down on me.

Now that I have Barton under my command, this was a problem I had to deal with.

“I’ll take care of the Barton case myself. More than that, is your study in the North going well?”

Since she became such a great human being, she also needed to know about the North.

If you want to play an active role as my assistant, you need to go into even more detail.

“I thought it was a heterogeneous place, but I could roughly understand what the cause was. It could be said to be the crystallization of the manure that the first emperor packed generously.”

Amber poured out harsh criticisms that would have nothing to say even if she was immediately executed for contempt of the imperial family.

“Dealing with national merit is a very troublesome issue. There is a lot of merit, so you have to congratulate, but that’s all an act of gnawing away at the imperial authority. If you miss the time to retrieve it, you’ll end up at this point.”

“It sounds like the de Yewitz family ate away at the power of the empire.”

“Exactly.”

“You do know that there are a lot of contributors to the founding of the country who died while saying the right thing, right?”

“It doesn’t matter since I didn’t open the country or make any contributions. And the lord who wants to get rid of the caste system would behead me for insulting my family.”

How did he survive the demonic invasion with such a personality?

If she didn’t know she had her talent, I think she’d be the first to cut me down.

Still, I don’t have anything right to say.

As Amber said, the only vassal of the Oxburg Empire that exists in the north, the Northern Reserves Territory was a nuisance created by the first emperor from the perspective of the empire.