Chapter 351 - Volume 3
Chapter 130- The group of ambassadors from Aouine
[What are they doing here?]
Brendel watched the nobles from Aouine slow down as they approached his camp. It appeared like they were studying him as well. The leader amongst them was a middle-aged man. His face was gaunt and he had a gait with an unsteady limp.
[If I recall correctly, that’s Count Austin, a high-ranking military officer in the north. The six men and two women behind him….. I don’t recall their names, but they should be members of the royal family, except they don’t wield any real power. ]
They were members of the Royal Faction or at least from a neutral party.
[But I feel something is odd here…… Ah, I see. Members of the Royal Faction appearing in Randner’s territory. Isn’t that strange? I should be seeing Randner’s men here instead.]
Brendel did not realize his actions had been recorded by Lord Oberbeck ever since the siege on Fortress Riedon. Oberbeck directly observed the battle between Ebdon and the youth, and he had been tracking the movements of the latter closely ever since.
But the nobles sent to the Dark Forest did not know who Brendel was, because they were tasked to search for the Lionheart.
The female noble originally intended to speak, but her expression turned into one of disbelief and she stared at him instead. Surely there was a limit to exaggeration.
“Ah, I even offended the Knight of Flowers, Count Cullens. That man had the reputation of becoming a master swordsman of his generation. It is most unfortunate that I smashed his face in with a magic spell. I’m not sure if he’s awake from his injuries,” Brendel paused for a moment before laughing good-naturedly, “I hope there’s no permanent scar on his face.”
Brendel brought his hands together as he tilted his head and closed his eyes, fiddling with his thumbs.
“Ahh, there’s another batch of knights that came after Count Cullens. My goodness, these people are the elite Imperial Knights in the capital. I think they won’t forget the beating I gave them. Oh dear, I think this naughty pair of hands of mine, I slipped up and nearly killed their Battle Alchemist. That poor fifteen-year-old genius…… I heard that the Kirrlutz emperor regards him favorably.”
Then he nodded: “But the worst thing that I probably did was to go against a lady called Veronica. My, my, my. The commander of the Azure Skies, you might have heard of her? It’s one thing to have a duel with her, but for me to threaten the life of the Duke of Mottled Leaves’ daughter to force her to back off….. That might have been a mistake.”
He gave the nobles a pleasant smile: “If the ambassadors from Kirrlutz told you all these things, are you still going to tell your guards to arrest me by force? Oh, if you do succeed in capturing me, who amongst the people I offended are you going to hand me over to?”