The Bastard’s Way of Life of the Returning Swordsman - The Bastard’s Way of Life of the Returning Swordsman chapter 88

Episode 88

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“No matter what happens, this engagement ceremony must be a success. Because that would be the only way to prove your usefulness.”

“… … .”

Navan Bacchus quietly looked at the guardian knight attached to him by his family, or more precisely, to ‘watch’ him.

The sunken eyes.

Even the madness was young in his pupils.

It was easy to see that he was in an abnormal condition suffering from drugs.

“Kuh! It’s time for Bacchus to go too. No matter how much they treat you as an illegitimate child, you still sell your child to beg for money.”

“Do you want to die?”

The guardian knight’s face crumpled.

He brought his hand to the handle, saying that he would pull out the sword if necessary.

“If you’re going to kill me, why don’t you kill me?”

On the contrary, Naban only snorted.

“The lord of Ceres’ upper house must be very fond of his son-in-law, who has a head but is left with a chin. Oh, do you really want to like it? You don’t have to feed or sleep, so it will cost less money. I’ve heard that the upper class owners are stingy when it comes to spending money like that.”

“This guy… … !”

“Relax your eyes. drop your eyeballs Don’t worry, I know my subject better than anyone else. By giving all their allegiance, they scrape all the money from the Ceres Merchant and bring it to the family. Kuk-kuk!”

“… … .”

The Guardian Knight released his hand from the handle.

It was because it only bothered me to talk more.

Marriage between the Bacchus family and Ceres.

Both places were said to be vassals with Ragnar, but in fact, the two forces were incomparable.

The Bacchus family, which had a tradition and history that once led the Sixth Theory,

The Ceres Merchant, which is nothing more than a merchant group that has not been born for 100 years.

The combination of the two did not fit the ‘price’ to the Bacchus family in the first place.

Not to mention, the daughters of the Ceres merchant family were not the eldest daughters, but rather four daughters. He didn’t even have a stake in the inheritance, and even suffered the humiliation of having his right arm cut off by Theo a few months ago.

However, the fact that the wedding was promoted meant that the circumstances of the Bacchus family were not good.

‘Only this crisis… … If this crisis can be resolved, the family can rise again. I only have to endure humiliation this once.’

It has been talked about that the 4 daughters of the Ceres family will bring a considerable amount of dowry.

Currently, the Bacchus family, which is on the verge of bankruptcy due to a pile of debt, has reached a level where it can breathe freely.

‘Anyway, he’s also an illegitimate child from the family. It is said that the remaining life span is not even 5 years, so there is no turning back.’

Externally, Naban was known as the son of the first wife, but in fact, he was the child of a prostitute that the householder accidentally embraced on the battlefield.

If it wasn’t for the gray hair unique to the Bacchus family, they wouldn’t have recognized him as a child in the first place.

Therefore, he was able to proceed without hesitation in sending him to the Ceres guild.

He also had a fatal weakness of not being able to live for more than five days without taking medicine.

Therefore, I will get rid of the troubles as they are, and take the money according to the money and revive the family again.

The Guardian Knight was swollen with such a dream.

‘That’s stupid. Do you really think that will happen? That fast-calculating Quadrock and Ed don’t even know our true intentions?’

Naban, on the other hand, only sneered at the stupidity of the family members who only knew how to wield a sword and had no knowledge of the world.

I don’t know, but this marriage will be just bait.

A decoy crafted to devour the entire Bacchus family.

After biting?

When he came to his senses belatedly, he was already in the stomach of Quadrock, no, Ed Troyban.

In fact, it was Ed Troyvan who recommended this marriage to the family.

It was an act that seemed to be for them on the surface.

Navan knew Ed’s ambition all too well.

Most of the family’s assets have already been mortgaged by Ed Troyban’s fake group.

Only the direct line of the family did not know that Gasoldo had been conciliated there.

Even though Navan noticed it right away, he kept his mouth shut.

‘You don’t have to tell me, right?’

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Life less than 5 years left.

It would be fun to watch even if the family is burning in it.

‘In the first place, pushing a 15-year-old chick on the back to ask her to marry her was not something I would do in my sane mind.’

Kut!

That was when Navan burst out with a grotesque laugh.

“It is a message from the lord of Sangdan to invite them inside. Please follow me.”

The commander-in-chief appeared before he knew it and bowed his head.

Navan and the Guardian Knight quietly followed.

* * *

“I heard that a marriage alliance is being pursued between the 4th daughter of Ceres and the 2nd son of the Bacchus family.”

A sneer formed at the corners of Cleve’s mouth as he spoke of the secret he brought from the black snow.

“And at the banquet to celebrate it, the city is quite noisy as quite a few upper tiers in the north send envoys to congratulate them.”

“The Celes Merchant Corps is trying to swallow the Bacchus family, and further strengthen the solidarity of the ‘Northern Merchant Guild’.”

At Theo’s assessment, Cleve burst into laughter.

His ability to understand his intentions by only listening to simple information was truly amazing.

It’s not like you’re hearing other information from anywhere, so how are you able to unleash such amazing insights?

“hit. force and goods. It’s like having everything. It gives Ed Troyvan a very convincing new knife.”

“We will have to break it.”

“That’s how it is.”

“It must be difficult.”

“Contrary to what you say, you seem to be having fun?”

Theo laughed without answering.

Cleve shook his head.

“You look like a squirrel now, too.”

Theo scratched his cheek with his index finger, but said nothing.

Then I thought.

‘Was Ceres starting to swallow Bacchus around this time?’

Theo knew very well the context of this affair.

Ceres, who was reborn as a ‘swordsman’, was one of the places where Ed and Axion’s rebellion took the most action.

Ceres, who swallowed the Bacchus family and supported the funds of the Northern Merchant Guild, was that strong.

‘If I can cut it off beforehand, it’s like having Ed Troyban’s left arm cut off.’

Theo thought that this opportunity, given by chance, went very well.

‘Maybe I’ll be able to see ‘Short-lived sword’, that friend.’

Short-lived sword (短命幽劍).

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Literally meaning ‘the sword of the short-lived ghost’, it was the nickname that Navan Bacchus, who performed a great role as Ceres’ son-in-law, would receive.

Navan Bacchus accomplished great feats that will remain vivid in Theo’s memory.

As a result, the leader of the Windstorm was killed, and quite a few troops were damaged.

However, due to a congenital disease, he died suddenly shortly after.

To put it bluntly, before Ceres’ head of household, Quadrak, died, ‘How good would it have been if the son-in-law had lived half a year longer?’ Did he leave a lamentable will?

‘Maybe I can take this opportunity to attract them to me.’

By the time Theo’s eyes shone sharply.

In the distance, the city where the main group of Ceres was located began to be seen.

As Cleve said, the front of the main altar at the upper level was crowded with many people.

Each one led several wagons or carts, and the workers had large packs on their shoulders.

I had no idea how many flags were flying overhead.

Northern Merchants Guild.

It was a combination of upper merchants and merchants from the north with Ceres as the center.

Originally, it was a simple social gathering to exchange information, but at some point it became an interest group.

Enough to even care about Ragnar.

“You are very determined to show off your prestige.”

Hazel’s gaze looking down at those guys made her look very disapproving.

Cleve nodded.

“Why don’t you know that being able to sit in that position and being able to enjoy prestige would have been impossible without Ragnar’s power?”

“Originally, when people do well, it’s easy to mistake it for their own skills rather than counting it as luck.”

Theo replied with the same cynicism.

Cleve was right, she laughed and shouted loudly.

“Then everyone descends!”

Following Cleve’s orders, Theo, Evelyn, and Hazel all threw themselves to the ground.

-Uh, uh… … ?

-What is that?

– Something falls from the sky!

-Sah, is it a person? But why are you coming this way!

– Blood, damage!

The people of the Northern Merchant Guild, who were standing in line in front of the main altar, lifted their heads up, then scattered in confusion as one.

bang! bang! bang! bang!

Among those people, Theo and the others land with a roar,

Chae Chae Chae!

“Who are you guys!”

“Reveal your purpose!”

The soldiers and mercenaries who were guarding the main altar all pointed their swords at them.

“Theo.”

“Yes!”

Following Cleve’s order, Theo took out the dagger he had received in advance and swung it wide.

Then, the lock on the single rod was released, and the rod instantly grew much taller than his height.

The fabric, which had been rolled inside, fluttered in the wind, revealing the drapery.

Pearl- Luck!

The mark of a nine-headed dragon holding a sword.

It was Ragnar’s insignia.

-That, that… … !

-Ra, Ra, why Ragnar suddenly!

Ragnar!

Although it is a face representing the north, it has appeared as a place that is no different from a grim reaper to northerners.

The merchants’ faces became contemplative in an instant.

Kwak.

Theo’s hand gripping the flagpole was full of strength.

The flag is the authority of the great family.

It was also the face of the great family.

Entrusting such things directly to Theo meant that Cleve and the others trusted him.

under the flag,

Cleves let off the lion’s roar.

“I will start the Ragnar event from now on! Anyone who tries to hinder, stop, or interfere with this will be judged as challenging Ragnar’s authority and will be summarily executed!”

I will execute… … I will execute… … I will execute… … .

Her voice boomed, echoing everywhere in an instant.

Merchants, weighed down by the prestige, took a backward step,

The commander of the Ceres Merchant, who was welcoming the guests at the main gate, jumped out and bowed in contemplation.

“Dae, what the hell did the great family do to be so shabby, even to the point, to go on a parade…” … !”

Cleve said while looking down at the top of the commander’s head with a cold face.

“Are you the head of Ceres?”

“Oh no! I-I’m the general of this place… … !”

“Does a mere Gasol, not even the upper lord, dare to deal with the executioner who has come to carry out the stern order of the head of the family-! Since when was Ceres so arrogant?”

“… … !”

The commander-in-chief’s face became so pale that he wondered if he was out of breath.

-When the northern dragon moves, the surrounding area becomes a sea of fire.

It was a proverb well known to all northerners living in the north.

A maxim meaning not to incur Ragnar’s anger.

Even more so, it’s an event for an executive officer with the ‘name of the head of household’!

“I can understand well how Ceres views the great family. Get out of the way right now because you will have to see the face of the top lord myself.”

“Now, for a moment… … !”

As Cleves was about to move on, the commander-in-chief tried to urgently tell him to wait, but

Spark-

Fuhuaak!

Before him, Hazel, who was standing next to him, jumped out and sharply blew his neck.

The blood fountain was sprayed.

“You must have made it clear that anyone who tried to disrupt Ragnar’s event would be summarily executed?”

“… … !”

“… … !”

“… … !”

The crowd, who did not know how to wield a sword so relentlessly, did not even dare to approach them.

The same goes for Ceres’ private soldiers and mercenaries.

Cleves commanded.

“Open the door.”

“Honorable name!”

“Honorable name!”

“Honorable name!”

Evelyn and Hazel jumped forward and blew the entire front door down along with the wall.

Kwaaang-

Above them, Theo’s flag fluttered vigorously.

It was Ragnar’s entry.