Chapter 43 - Volume 1
Needs assistance on spell check again. There are many names this chapter which took a long time to TL, grumble grumble.
It kind of surprised me to see that ‘This series feels unique’ took first place for the previous poll. From a genre point of view, this book did not really bring anything new to the table. That “system” that Brendel has is common in JP WNs, dozens of Chinese WNs protagonists taking over bodies and “second chance time travel” (sort of).
The only thing that I feel is considerably unique is the portrayal of the characters that felt kind of western DnD fiction with a touch of asian vibe (?), which was kind of exactly how that poll before the current one showed (Many of you felt that it was a mixture of writing style). It even beat out the ‘story plot’ choice by a very thin margin, haha.
‘Brendel’s inner monologues’ was sort of a troll choice, so I can’t really guess if you guys are serious or not (lol). The least favorite poll choice was the ‘battles’, which is most likely the opposite of xianxia which is full of ‘crack’ fights. But I’m still glad that you read this series for the plot and unique writing style.
Chapter 43 – Not a highland knight?
The captain of the guards led them into the cells, then threatened Brendel’s group coldly with a few lines and left. Freya was fuming mad but Brendel sat leisurely in the darkness. He observed his surroundings with the torches’ ambient light.
[This is the second level of the prison’s location. 32 Rooms, with 4 wardens comprising of the 104th swordsman squadron’s light infantry. Hahaha, this reminds me of the PK that I did back then in the game. It’s not the first time I visited this place, and I was imprisoned in the third level. The players were terrible outlaws in the eyes of the NPCs.]
“Yes.”
Conjuration wizards was a type of generalist wizard, and they focused on Conjuration principles. The magic manipulates the line between the material world and the world of laws, with gems as a medium of power to create a spell.
There were nine different types of wizards in The Amber Sword. Conjuration Magic, Elemental Magic, Chord Magic, Shaman Magic, Sigil Magic, Holy Magic, Astral Magic, Necromancy and Leyline Magic. Each type represented a different set of magic, but majority of the people were unable to differentiate between them and classified them as merely wizards.
“Brendel, is someone talking to you?” Freya suddenly stopped and asked.
“Yes, it’s my attendant.” Brendel replied.
“Attendant?” The girl was confused.
Brendel took out the soul crystal that stored a ‘Silence Sound’ spell which affected ten feet of its surroundings and threw it at the youth: “Activate it.”
A warrior could not use a magic item but a wizard apprentice obviously could. Ciel caught the crystal and supplied 1 MP into it and the surface of the crystal should a little. Freya suddenly realized she was unable to create any sound, and her heart beat furiously in the presence of the mysterious magic. She reacted the same way a normal person would, especially so when she did not know it was Brendel who did it.
Ciel nodded to his owner.
Brendel turned to the wooden bars that were thicker than his arms and punched it. He had raised his Mercenary to level 8 and Militia to lvl 6. With his overall level of 15, he had 5.4 OZ of strength and with Power Break added to it — (TL: + 1 villager level)
The sturdy bars broke from the center and flew violently against the opposite bars, continuing its momentum and bounced twice without any sound. The two girls watched it break with splinters and dust flying everywhere. He walked out from the cell and Ciel followed behind him. He grabbed the steel chains from the other cell and pulled it like a rope. It changed its shape from the force and broke apart link by link, then he opened the door and waited until the magic’s effect was gone.
“Oh, do you ladies want to stay in here a little longer?” He stood outside the cell and looked at the surprised girls and asked cheekily.
“Y-y-you, broke out?” Freya could not believe what she saw, this was too lawless! And he was too skillful with this which was probably because it was not the first time he did this!
He only grinned. He escaped countless times in the game, and he even succeeded escaping from the harbor Ampere Seale’s prison fortress.
[Back then the forums were even roused by the players who managed to escape from Kirrlutz’s capital’s prison.]
“And who is he?” Freya noticed there was someone else beside Brendel.
“My esteemed ladies, I am Sir lord’s squire.” Ciel lowered his head and greeted the two girls.
“Squire?”
“Sir lord?”
They nearly failed to control their voices, what was going on? Was there a secret passageway, why did Brendel mysteriously became a lord and even had a squire?
Freya patted her face to check if she was dreaming. If that youth who stayed in that old mansion suddenly became a lord after a few months, then she should become a Goddess of War too right?
“H-how did you come in?” She blurted out in a hurry.
“Like you can see, I’m a magician.” Ciel answered without skipping a beat. Brendel greatly appreciated that, this bugger had a level of bullshitting that could compete with him.
“A magician” Freya was taken aback.
“Y-y-you are a Highland Knight, Brendel, you’re actually a Darnian!” She looked at him with disbelief. There was one place in this world where a magician would become a knight’s squire, the Karsuk’s region where the Highland Knights had allied with the wizards for more than three hundred years, forming Aouine’s strongest forces and known as the White Knights. They were legends in every household.
At this moment Freya believed that Brendel was a noble youth from a high ranking knight family.
[No wonder, no wonder he was so amazing. He was so calm in every situation because he was a knight.] She suddenly lowered her head.
[This bastard is a noble, yet he came to me and Romaine who are just commoners, he must be up to something bad!]
She immediately linked the bad deeds that she heard from her aunt and jerked backwards.
Brendel obviously did not know what was going on in the girl’s creative mind, and merely thought she could not accept the events that had transpired. In fact he thought that if they felt better with this explanation, he could skip the trouble of explaining himself. He shook his head and looked at Ciel, who also looked back at him.
Reality was always so troublesome.
“Alright, you two girls, it’s about time to go” Brendel looked at Romaine who was hiding in the dark with her bright eyes looking at him curiously. He shook his head and asked: “You are not going to plan to stay here till dawn right?”
“Brendel, are you really a knight?” She suddenly asked.
“No, I’m just Brendel.”
“Okay, then I’m coming out.”
“Please—“