Returned Lord Wants To Rest - Returned Lord Wants To Rest chapter 53

Episode 53.

One thing has changed for me since the first match at the Coliseum.

“Uh, Cassias? A challenge to the champion. I will cheer you on!”

People on the street started recognizing me.

It seems people have high expectations of me.

That would be too.

“It’s the first time I’ve ever heard a word of expectation come out of a champion’s mouth.”

“is that so.”

said the man with the mustache.

“Seeing you beat Drex so lightly, the title of champion would be in danger.”

The man next to the man with the mustache slapped the man with the mustache on the arm.

“Yonseok-ah, you’re still a champion. It’s showmanship!”

“Heh heh heh, is that so? Anyway, Cassias, just know that I have high expectations from you.”

Many times people would talk to me, say their own thing and leave.

A few people took my autograph as if they were trying to leave a mark.

“I’m sorry, I’ll have to cover my face or something.”

I immediately bought a robe that could cover my whole body.

If this is the case, people won’t even notice.

Time passed and the next match was scheduled. Messiah explained to me the next opponent.

“The next opponent is a man named Toner. He is in his early twenties, and his weapon is estimated to be two daggers.”

Toner in the early twenties.

‘Two daggers?’

Usually it was the assassin who used the dagger. The reason is that it is easy to carry and easy to hide.

“Is your opponent a former assassin?”

Messiah shook her head.

“It’s just an ordinary family that lived hunting in the mountains.”

“It’s an ordinary family, but they use two daggers.”

what could it be

“How is the state?”

“It’s my first time participating and I don’t know because I don’t have any previous information.”

It’s a pity.

But just because your opponent uses a different weapon won’t affect your win or loss.

If there is, if the person called Toner is a sword master level, I might lose.

‘Well, that’s not going to happen.’

If you lived in the mountains, you would be good at hunting, but you can’t excel at dealing with people.

‘Because I have no experience.’

And lack of experience means that you cannot become a sword master.

This is because the path to becoming a sword master requires fighting numerous opponents.

“Um…well, I don’t really care.”

Even if I use two daggers, I will not have enough reach to deal with the sword I am using.

“It should be rather easy.”

The direction the opponent would take was also easily predictable.

“Surely he will throw a dagger at me. Because I did.”

It reminded me of when I used two swords in my academy days.

The advantage of having two swords is that when one is blown, the other remains.

“If it really comes out that way…”

It seemed like it could be done at once. Furthermore, isn’t the opponent a newcomer who is thought to have little experience?

***

Before the match at the Colosseum, I accidentally ran into Toner.

“Are you Cassias? I am toner.”

Contrary to what I thought, Toner didn’t look like she just came down from the mountain.

He looked very young, not even in his early twenties.

By comparison, he looked like a young boy from an aristocratic family who had never experienced anything outside of his family.

“nice to meet you.”

“It’s the first time I’ve been with someone other than my father, so you’d better be careful. I am still immature in controlling my strength.”

“I will keep that in mind.”

It was obvious that he was still young. It even got rude.

The proverb of being the goblin chief of the village suited him.

‘In the goblin village, the chief is the number one, but there are many monsters stronger than the goblin chief among the monsters.’

It was Toner, who warned me and left proudly.

I think it is necessary to let Toner know that the world is wide.

“The game… I’m looking forward to it.”

While I was resting in the waiting room, the Messiah came to me.

“Messiah, what are you doing here?”

“We have received new information about Toner. No, the information was hidden.”

For a moment, I wondered if I had heard it wrong. Messiah referred to Toner as Nim.

“Are you Toner?”

“Toner was a son of a nobleman.”

“The son of a nobleman…?”

“He is the son of Marquis Matarna, one of the great nobles of the Mycenaean Empire.”

I have heard of the Marquis of Matarna.

But I had never heard of the Marquis of Matarna wielding two daggers.

As far as I remember, Marquis Matarna used dual swords.

“The son of Marquis Matarna is a genius.”

Seeing him so arrogant, it was easy to infer that he was a genius.

“Toner-sama created his own swordsmanship based on the Matarna family’s two-sword style.”

Genius is right. Even if there was a foundational swordsmanship, creating a swordsmanship was not an easy task.

“Contrary to the information I know, he is also 15, not early 20.”

At fifteen, you are two years younger than me.

“And it is said to be the advanced level of sword expert.”

If you’re 15 and a senior… you’re sure to be a genius.

But what does it have to do with me that Toner is the son of the Marquis of Matarna?

“It has nothing to do with me, right?”

Even if the toner is at the highest level, I am at the highest level.

Toner is said to be a son of a nobleman, but I am also a son of a nobleman. In addition, he is also a black rank mercenary.

“No matter how much Marquis Matarna my opponent is, the princess is also on my back.”

I had nothing to shy away from.

“He… the Marquis of Matarna said he would make a request to you.”

This was a rather absurd story.

“The Marquis of Matarna commissioned me?”

“That’s right.”

Could it be that you want to lose? If so, I will reject this request at once.

“What is the request?”

“That… You asked me to win overwhelmingly.”

“…?”

did i hear it wrong Obviously, a request came in that was the exact opposite of what I thought.

“I’m not asking you to look at me, I want you to win overwhelmingly?”

“Because Toner-nim was praised as a genius by the people around him, his arrogance began to skyrocket.”

“It’s not good when arrogance pierces the sky.”

Messiah nodded as if agreeing with me.

“So, Marquis Matarna said that you should take this opportunity to punish Toner.”

“is it···.”

It didn’t matter because I was thinking of scolding him anyway.

“I will accept that request.”

“All right. Here is the advance payment from Marquis Matarna.”

Messiah handed me the advance payment for the commission as if he knew I would receive the request.

“Did you know I would get a request?”

“I thought you would receive it if it was Cassias-sama.”

It seemed that the Messiah had already grasped me.

Time passed, game time approached.

“Then the Marquis of Matarna must have come to see it?”

“Perhaps. Or they would have sent a butler.”

Right.

I went to the place where the game was to be played.

While moving, I encountered Toner.

Toner still has a lot of strength on its shoulders.

“toner.”

“…?”

Toner turns her head and looks at me.

“I will defeat you with a single sword.”

“what!”

Looking at the toner that started to blush, it was clear that the mentality was not a genius.

“See you at the stadium!”

I headed for the stadium as if running away. I heard Toner say something behind me, but I ignored it.

And after the previous match, it was my turn to start the match between Toner and me.

The moderator introduced the gladiators to compete. Toner entered the arena first.

“It’s hard to find someone who uses two daggers. One of those hard-to-find ones is Toner!”

I almost laughed at the introduction of the moderator. The explanation of the toner was so meager.

Did the Marquis of Matarna give money to that host?

It was very different from when I first introduced myself.

“Toner’s opponent is Cassias, the greatest divinity of all time, who declared war on the champion!”

I also entered.

Toner’s gaze at me was burning.

He seems very angry.

“Now, say hello to both sides.”

Following the moderator’s words, I held out my hand.

A toner that shakes off my hands. The crowd booed Toner.

“I will cut you down with a single sword.”

“That is scary.”

As the toner and distance spread, the host announced the start of the match.

The moment the match started, Toner kicked off the ground and ran at me.

And threw a dagger at me.

‘It’s just as I thought.’

In fact, what made Toner angry was that he wanted him to do his best from the first move.

If you use two weapons with usually short reach, the number of trumps is obvious.

Throw one and attack the opponent who blocks it with the other.

But more than expected, this is a handshake.

“Isn’t that too shallow!”

I lowered myself to avoid the flying dagger.

Then, he swung his sword at Toner, who was about to lunge at me and stab the dagger.

I deliberately swung my sword at the tip of the dagger.

“Ugh!”

Toner’s dagger bounced off the moment it collided with my sword. It was the difference in mana.

The recoil threw the toner backwards.

Toner passed out in an unsightly position.

“Cassias!”

“Cassias!”

“Cassias! son!!! You look so good!!! Cassias!”

I heard strange words in the midst of the cheers of the crowd, but I decided to pretend I didn’t know.

That there was a Marquis of Matarna in the crowd shouting as if he had forgotten about the dignity of nobility.

“You worked hard.”

In the waiting room, Messiah was standing with a towel soaked in water.

Obviously, when I went out to play, there was no wet towel in Messiah’s hand.

Apparently, it was prepared the moment I left.

“Here, take it.”

Messiah handing me a wet towel.

“No, I think it will be fine.”

I shook my head and declined the wet towel.

There was nothing difficult about dealing with toner.

“All right.”

Messiah put the wet towel in her bag.

“Kasias-sama, please wait here for a while.”

“why?”

“The Marquis of Matarna said he would like to see Cassias-nim.”

“ah···.”

You mean the one shouting in the crowd?

Before returning, I didn’t know that he was such a person.

Outwardly, he appeared to be a serious person.

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No, did the toner rot that much?

“Is it true that Cassias is here?”

The door opened and a man with striking sideburns entered.

It must be the Marquis of Matarna.

“Hello, Marquis Matarna.”

“nice to see you. My name is Cassias.”

The Marquis of Matarna approached me at the words that Messiah and I had spoken.

Then he grabbed my hand and said.

“Thank you very much! Thank you so much!”

“It was nothing.”

wait for a sec!

I thought it was a bit rude to say that the toner was nothing in front of Marquis Matarna.

Fortunately, Marquis Matarna didn’t mind.

“I was also worried because my son, who doesn’t have a big deal, was too mean! You solved that problem!”

From nob le mt l. co m

No, rather Marquis Matarna was saying that. Toner doesn’t matter.

“But why is your son fighting gladiators here?”

It was a question I had heard before.

“I tried to punish him through sparring several times to teach him humility, but he ended up running away.”

It was more of a story than I thought.

The Marquis of Matarna, who was impersonating her son in the midst of it, took out a money bag from his bosom and handed it to me.

The money bag was heavy.

“thank you!”

“If I ever have to rematch, I’ll ask again.”

“yes!”

Suddenly the door opened. It was Toner who burst through the door.

“It must have been a trap set by my father!”

Toner’s eyes were wet as he spoke in anger.