The Returned Sword King Decided To Become a Tyrant - The Returned Sword King Decided To Become a Tyrant chapter 105

commotion (1)

“… … .”

George began observing Roel in a circle around him in a strangely familiar motion.

However, if there was a difference this time, it was that Roel’s eyes were also following him in circles.

Soon, the boy’s footsteps stopped abruptly.

“what the. It’s embarrassing, really.”

Even though they hadn’t met for a while, it was just as absurd that the truth they believed in was denied.

He looked at me while muttering the same thing, ‘Somehow he was the size of a rat’.

Rarely did he seem agitated.

“But since when did you know His Highness?”

“From the time I first taught swordsmanship.”

“Then it was five days ago.”

“It will be like that.”

One of my shoulders, which had been resting on my chin, was lifted gently.

Neutral body with neutral appearance. It wasn’t me who could tell the gender just by looking at it.

However, the moment I saw him wielding the sword, I definitely realized it.

The fact that the movement is not a man’s at all.

‘The small secret that the Master of the Magic Tower said must have meant this.’

The meaningful laughter that I heard at the end seemed to linger in my ears.

George asked with a dissatisfied look on his face.

“But why didn’t you tell me?”

“Would it make any difference if I told you that?”

“… … It is, though.”

There was no way that the work they were doing would change just because their genders were different, and it did not interfere with their training.

Above all, it was not to my liking to talk about such facts.

“So, stop being silly and focus on education.”

“Yes.”

The boy put his protruding lips in and replied crookedly.

At that time, the baron, who was equally astonished, asked George with a puzzled expression.

“By the way, George. I think I saw it on your resume, but didn’t you have a sister too?”

“Yes, what. I’m sure there are.”

“Heh heh, isn’t that fortunate? As far as I can remember, they should be around the same age, so shouldn’t they be familiar with education?”

Then George put on a look of regret.

“no… … I’m talking about this… … .”

“Uh huh, am I not also helping with education? Let’s do our best together and respond to Your Highness’ will.”

“Okay. What does Your Highness mean… … .”

George scratched his head like that, as if speechless. It’s because they say it’s like a little sister, but in reality, it’s almost the same as the first time.

Then he gave up and let out a deep sigh.

“… … I’ll get it right now.”

That’s how he left the office with Roel again.

Tick-tock-

After that, the boring second hand that beeped regularly passed by several times.

I opened my mouth leisurely only after a moment of silence.

“Then let’s continue the report soon.”

“Yes, I understand.”

With a serious expression on his face, the baron put something wrapped in a bundle on the desk.

… … It was a gray object made of smooth metal and looking like a heart.

A thin tube apparently serving as a blood vessel. And a purple magic stone that can be seen at the center of the metal.

Whenever waves of magic power flowed from the magic crystal, the heart-shaped object vibrated, and magic was being transmitted through the tube with the recoil.

Looking at it, the baron deliberately whispered in a low voice.

“This is an item that just arrived at the royal castle.”

“Right.”

I touched it on the desk and pulled the corners of my mouth.

The grotesque appearance, as if the heart was wriggling, was a mystery even to me, who could sense the flow of magical power.

At the moment, what principle is it to read the waves of magical power? And how the flow of the wave was induced into the pipe.

So the more I looked at it, the more curious I got. Also very satisfied.

Because I knew better than anyone what the result of that heterogeneous liveliness would be.

‘Is this the correct answer you guys came up with?’

Magic Engineering.

The essence and flower of the advanced technology handed down to the Dwarves.

In this short time, it was as if they had presented me with a blueprint for the distant future.

The beginning will be born from nonsensical and bizarre parts.

“… … this is. It will be an irreplaceable factor that will accelerate Esteban’s development.”

“yes.”

“And in the past and in the future. I will give you a unique power that no one can touch.”

I was brainwashed like that.

There is no change. I believed that it would happen, and there is no room for error in that statement.

The baron smiled heartily at that firm confidence.

“Then, I will send a letter to the Plain of Galderde saying that Your Highness has been very satisfied with it.”

“No, there is no need for that.”

I got up from my seat and looked at the scenery outside the window.

“Summon the Dwarf who brought this to the office right away.”

The right way without a little trial and error. I already knew what it was.

Then, from now on, all you have to do is let them walk the royal road.

* * *

“Wow… … .”

Ellie opened her eyes wide as she saw the splendid palace.

It was to the point where it felt as if the light would radiate from those smoky eyes.

“… … This is the royal palace.”

To be honest, Esteban’s palace just feels simple and noble, but it’s not that fancy compared to other countries.

However, even so, to this 15-year-old girl now, there was nothing short of a place that seemed like a dream.

Like the castle of a prince that appeared in your favorite novel… … .

gulp-

So Ellie, with excitement and tension at the same time, moved into the palace.

But it didn’t take long before he regretted that choice.

than expected. No, it was because the structure of the capital was wider and more complicated than it seemed right away.

“here is… … .”

I have already walked around the same spot several times.

It could have been a different place, but at least it looked similar to her.

“Daddy, I have to tell you what you left quickly… … .”

With hasty steps, he wanders aimlessly inside.

But didn’t they say that people’s field of vision gets smaller the more they are in a hurry?

It was a long way to find a path that I couldn’t find even when I looked around with a fluttering heart, without even a handful of spare time.

“… … !”

In the meantime, I saw knights in fancy armor coming this way.

Unknowingly, Eli hid himself with a pillar in the palace.

There was no particular reason. However, to her, a knight with such a solemn atmosphere felt very awkward.

“… … did you go?”

Brown, wavy hair swayed between the pillars.

After confirming that the knights had gone, she let out a sigh of relief.

That moment.

“… … .”

“Kyaaak!”

Quadang!

She was startled and fell over by something that suddenly approached her.

Something creeping behind your back like a ghost.

However, Ellie confirmed its existence and blinked her eyes.

“… … kid?”

From noble mtl dot com.

“… … .”

For some reason, a little child wearing a robe even inside the palace.

I thought he was a man because of his quietness and his short hair, but upon closer inspection, it was a girl’s body type.

In that long silence, the two eyes crossed.

* * *

“under.”

George’s lips, as he looked at Roel, let out a smirk as if liberated.

… … Perhaps the baron used to make this expression when he saw me.

George asked in the calmest voice possible, suppressing his unbearably rising doubts.

“What else is that?”

“maybe. missing child… … .”

“Now I will live and listen to all the absurd sounds.”

Roel was dragging the hand of a girl who looked 20 cm taller than me.

Yes, even if you gave in a hundred times and looked like a lost child, this place was the royal palace.

What is the probability that a lost child will occur in the alternative royal palace?

‘It would be more persuasive to say that I lost my way and entered the palace.’

Even more so, the other person looked like a noble lady. It would be annoying to bring someone along, but if it’s a noble, now it’s a headache.

George took off his glasses and wiped his eyes bitterly.

“Go and throw it away.”

“… … .”

“Who taught you to bring anyone like that in the first place?”

“The Baron.”

“You said you had to help Mia?”

“huh.”

“Hi and my God.”

It’s up to you when it comes to work. And manners and court life are taught by Baron Vidor.

That was Roel’s segmentation of the field for effective education.

However, if it was the baron who taught ‘property’, he should have predicted that something like this would happen someday.

Etiquette that the right living aristocrats will teach, it must be there.

“… … i’m crazy I took on this to entrust you with some work.”

Of course it was too late to regret it.

Rather, Prince 1 might have expected this situation.

No, I was sure. Somehow, I was so calm, I was just watching him hand over his work.

‘… … But who would you blame?’

In the end, he was the one who brought this situation upon himself.

George let out a puzzled sigh.

“so. Where were you going that way?”

“ah! Actually, I was looking for someone, Dad… … .”

“dad?”

“… … I want to tell you what my father left behind.”

An envelope was pulled out from the girl’s arms.

George looked at it, frowned, then erased his expression and said,

“If that’s the case, shouldn’t we have someone send it? Why did you come in person?”

“That, well, there is no one to deliver the documents to the manor… … ?”

“… … .”

What’s the big deal about delivering papers?

It was enough to order one passer-by.

‘It’s just an excuse.’

In the end, I wanted to come and play.

‘… … It’s annoying, but I have to deal with it quickly and leave, Won.’

George gave up on thinking any further.

“Is your father a nobleman working in the royal castle?”

“ah! yes!”

“Then I will deliver it to you, so please go back.”

George’s hand stretched out and swayed as if to quickly hand over the papers.

However, the girl shook her head as she hurriedly held the documents in her arms.

“Oh, no. It could be an important document. I have to give it to you directly.”

“If it’s an important document, it’s a document, what do you mean it might be important?”

“Actually, my father is working as an aide to the prince… … .”

… … Prince? who?

George’s eyes widened as he listened to the story. It was an attempt to gauge the identity of an unexpected opponent.

But suddenly, I felt something strange and my face twisted.

‘Come to think of it… … .’

That ordinary, uncharacteristic brown hair. Fifteen to six faces.

Above all, the way he came here without an attendant and said that he had no one to deliver the papers to.

“… … no way.”

“Ellie?!”

From somewhere, a familiar voice was heard.

I knew it.

George guessed that his anxious premonition was correct, and turned his head in the direction the voice came from… … .

“under.”

There, I was able to find the man who was the culprit behind all this.

An expression full of surprise and two eyes revealing bewilderment.

… … It was Baron Vidor.