YnO 42

GDoc Here. I used to just use italics for spells, but due to the appearance of Elvish, I’ll use with <Angle brackets and italics> for spells…
Enjoy the chapter! I really enjoyed TLing this one! I think the arc is finally heating up!

Elven Village (Part 2)

“Please… don’t kill me… I’m begging you…”

The little girl cowered while sobbing in a weak voice.

Bewildered, Wynn turned towards Kelvin and Locke.

But they also seemed dumbfounded.

“…it hurts”

“Ah, So- sorry!”

Wynn realized that he was tightly clutching her right wrist, so he hastily let go of her wrist.

While rubbing her right wrist, the girl curled up tighter, as if to conceal her body.

“Umm, I’m very sorry. I didn’t mean to hurt you, uh, hey, I won’t do anything.”

With a stiff smile, he held his hands out and took a step backwards to show that he meant no harm.

Not expecting it to be a girl, Wynn’s heart was also pounding furiously.

“Your words… Are you… from the empire?”

Still crouching, she looked up at Wynn’s face. Her face still showed signs of trepidation.

“Umm…”

Wynn once again looked towards Kelvin.

Kelvin nodded in affirmation, and Wynn knelt down to meet the little girl’s eyes.

The little girl wore simple clothes, and tied around her head was a light-colored kerchief, acting like a scarf. Her clothes were somewhat dirty, but they weren’t dishevelled.

Although they were covered in tears, the girl’s large eyes were beautiful. She appeared to be around Wynn’s age. Her eyes were slightly swollen from crying, but she had an attractive face.

“We are from the Imperial Knight Order. I am Knight Cadet Wynn. That is the person in charge of our unit, Lieutenant Kelvin. And that is Apprentice Knight Locke. What is your name?”

“Sherry… Sherry Torc.”

“Sherry, is it? I’m sorry for scaring you. Is your wrist alright?”

Sherry nodded in response to Wynn’s question. Her kerchief, which was shifted when the blankets were pulled off of her, came untied and fell off when she nodded.

“Ah…”

“Your ears…”

The ears were longer than a human’s ears.

“No! Don’t look!”

Sherry shut her eyes tightly and covered her ears.

“A half-elf, huh?”

Her eyes were a dark brown. All elves had blue or light blue eyes. There were no elves with dark brown eyes.

Sherry curled up and began to tremble when Wynn said the words “Half-elf”.

“It’s alright, don’t worry.”

The three knights waited for Sherry to calm down. In any case, they couldn’t do anything else, and there was plenty of time.

After waiting a while for her to calm down, she eventually stopped trembling.

“Are you from Torc Village? Could you tell us what happened?”

Sherry timidly raised her head. Tears once again started to fall from her eyes. However, she was calmer than before.

She began telling them of how Torc village was attacked, and of the tragedy that happened that day.
“Hey, Rosefeld. Hey!”[1]
“What is it?”
“Is it fine to lock up the Imperial Knights there? If we end up clashing with the Empire, what will we do?”
“How would I know! Tell that to the elders!”

Rosefeld, the leader elf, spat out those words.

With an expression of disgust, he walked quickly as if to get away from the stone building where the humans were being held as quickly as he could.

Rosefeld’s feelings became stronger when he saw the girl who was already being held in that building.

It was hidden by the scarf on her head, but he could tell what she was from her distinctive magic power.

A Half-elf— or as the elders would say, a Tainted One.

The elves lived in the forest, but that didn’t mean that they spent all their lives in their communities. When they went out to hunt or forage, they would sometimes end up pretty close to human settlements.

Some of them ended up leaving the elven commune, yearning for the humans’ towns.

That was fine.

The news about the human world that they brought back was important.

But some people kidnapped the elves that wandered in the outside world.

Many elves were flawlessly beautiful.

That was because elves were closer to the divine than humans were. The ruling tribe of elves were High Elves.

That beauty would stimulate the lust of the humans, so elves were sometimes treated as sexual commodities. As a result, some of the captured female elves would give birth to unwanted children.

The result of a union between a human and elf would be a Half-elf.

The elves couldn’t tolerate their existence, since they were a mark of humiliation.

”Shit! I just can’t accept it…”
”Be it a debt we owe, or a retribution to be had, always settle one’s scores with others.”

That was the Elven Law.

That was why Rosefeld couldn’t hold back his irritation.

Due to the Elders’ old-fashioned thinking, they would repay kindness with hostility.

Rosefeld walked straight to the largest building in the village, where the Elders were, while recalling the day he had met with the elders. He thought of his brothers-in-arms from the past—

 

“Shit! Resist it! If we fall here, this front will crumble. The pride of us elves are at stake!”

Rosefeld cut down the spider monsters that were leaping at him.

‘There’s too many of them!’

He gasped for air as he looked around him.

His comrades had numbered almost a hundred, but only a third of them were left. Moreover, none of them, including Rosefeld, were unscathed.

It was a dismal situation.

Quite a long time had passed since the battle started. Elves had more magic power than the other races, but even that had its limits.

Rosefeld’s own magic power and stamina were already rock-bottom.

All of the other elves lined up with him were also breathing heavily.

Their enemy, spider-shaped monsters the size of a cow, had slowly cornered the now injured elves with their reckless leaps, and were closing in.

All the fatigue that he had ignored in the heat of battle came crashing down upon him as he rested.

The exhaustion he felt made it feel like his arms and legs were made of lead.

The spider monsters slowly tightened their encirclement, their fangs chattering. Their fear slowly intensified, like a silken noose around their necks.

The cause of it was—

‘No, I should worry about that later! We’re already lucky that that monster already left, since we would have no chance of winning against it. Instead, I should focus on the mess in front of us.’

He shook his head. The existence that led the horde of monsters was no longer on the battlefield. The monsters right here had nothing to do with that existence anymore.

They couldn’t hope for reinforcements.

The whole battlefield faced a similar crisis. Since the Demon Lord appeared on the battlefield, their allies were defeated one after another.

It was a hopeless war of attrition, a fight against despair.

Even worse, there was nobody near Rosefeld’s group to provide support. Rather, even if there were, they wouldn’t be able to help.

“Shit! So it ends here. Then I should take out as many as I can!”

Rosefeld gripped his tattered sword, and imbued the remainder of his magic power into it. Strengthening his body, he glared at the spider monsters that were about to jump at any moment.

”Let them come! Show them the resolve of the elves! Take as many as you can with you to hell!“
“““Yes Sir!!!”””

The other elves responded to Rosefeld’s rallying cry. They channeled the rest of their magic power into their swords, intending to fight to the end.

The spider monsters leapt off the ground, their fangs making an eerie sound.

They would fight to the death. Blood and flesh were scattered through the air. Another life, extinguished.

Rosefeld and his comrades desperately fought, but they were hopelessly outnumbered.

Completely overwhelmed, the number of elves still standing slowly decreased.

Time became meaningless to them. The seemed to have fought for an eternity.

Rosefeld lost track of how many monsters he had slaughtered.

The tip of his sword was already bent, but he still impaled the monsters through sheer strength.

“Behind you, Rosefeld!”
“Tch!”

He forced himself to turn around at his comrade’s warning— and his feet slipped.

‘Damn it!’

He didn’t know whether he slipped on the blood of his comrades or the fluids of the monsters. He lost his balance.

He tried to recover his footing, but all the strength left his legs due to fatigue, and he was pushed down by a monster.

‘So this is it.’

The monster’s fangs drew near.

The elf who had warned him was already occupied by other monsters, and wouldn’t come to his aid.

Rosefeld braced himself for death.

Then suddenly—

<Split!>

The head of the spider monster that had pinned Rosefeld down went flying as the gleam of a sword flashed by.

‘What?’

Crawling out from under the collapsed monster, what Rosefeld saw was—

“You elves! Get inside the wall I made! The medics will treat you with healing magic as soon as they can! Hurry!”

His saviour was a young man with long blonde hair tied behind him, and narrow blue eyes. Among the humans, a knight was giving out orders one after another to his subordinates in a clear voice.

”Humans? You humans… saved us?”

“Can you stand?”

Rosefeld realized that the knight held out his hand and called out to him to help him up.

”Ah, yes. Thank you.”

Saying his thanks, he took the hand.

The man who killed the monster that had pinned him down smiled gently.

Rosefeld questioned whether or not this was a dream.

”You might not be able to believe that humans had just come to your aid, but it would be bad if you guys fell here and we got attacked from behind. That’s why General Zaunas ordered us to support you.”

He judged that Rosefeld was the elves’ commander and spoke to him in Elvish.

“However, we were only able to spare two hundred men.”
“Thank you. This is plenty. You saved us”

Rosefeld bowed his head in gratitude. He had thought that there wouldn’t be any reinforcements.

He had believed that fighting alongside humans would hold them back, since the humans would squabble amongst themselves even in battle.

For those humans to have saved him—

“Hey, Kelvin, how long are you going to play around? You can’t do anything but fight, so clean all those things up in one go.”

The knight who was giving out orders a while ago walked over. To even an elf like Rosefeld, he was good-looking.

“Don’t say such an unreasonable thing, Sir Royce. I certainly do like fighting, but even I can’t defeat all those monsters in one go.”

“If you have the time to object, then just hurry up and go!”

“Okay, okay.”

Despite his reluctant sounding words, the young man called Kelvin wore a joyful expression as he leapt into the horde of monsters.

He must have used a unique magic. Every time he swung his sword, a section of the monster the blade hit went flying.

He was strong.

Even Rosefeld could tell that Kelvin was a better swordsman than he was.

Those monsters’ body fluids sprayed onto Kelvin. He didn’t bother wiping it off and instead leapt at his next prey with glee.

“Sheesh, what a battle maniac…”

Royce watched Kelvin fight for a moment, then turned to face Rosefeld, who was still slightly dazed.

”Are you the elven commander? I am attached to the Remulshil Empire’s Northeastern army, Colonel Royce. I came to support you under Commander Zaunas’s orders. We were told to come under your command. Currently, we are treating the wounded and allowing the troops to recover their stamina, but we will obey your orders.”
“…You human knights are under my command?”

He couldn’t believe it.

All of the races cooperating with each other to defeat the monsters was one thing, but one race taking commands from another race was completely different.

However, Royce smiled boldly while closing one of his eyes.

“That way, there will not be any confusion. If there are two commanders in this small battlefield, it would cause confusion. Since you have the positional advantage, and there’s no time for you to completely recover your magic power, you elves will stay back and give us orders and provide support. That is the most efficient option.”

The elves treated their wounds and recovered any stamina and magic power they could while they devoted themselves to providing command and support from the rear as the human knights fought with Royce and Kelvin at their center.

From a section of the battlefield, the army made of both humans and elves, at a cost, fought the weakened monsters until dawn and were able to prevent the collapse of the defensive line.

 

‘We always repay our debts. Especially a debt to our brothers-in-arms.’

Returning to the present, Rosefeld smiled as he arrived in front of the building where the elders were.

A bright flash came from the roots of the World Tree’s sapling.

‘I’m sorry, Kelvin. I’ll get you out of there as soon as I can. That little girl as well. What taint? There isn’t any such thing. That girl is innocent. I’ll get you out of there quickly, and then treat you guys to good food and drink!’

He smiled at the chance to finally be able to repay his old friend.

 

In the World Tree sapling’s roots, many layers of elaborate patterns from magic formations emerged in mid-air. The formations spun and shone in a bright light.

As the light faded away, two people were in its place.

“Hah, Thank you for bringing me here, Tiara.”

“No problem. More importantly, I look forward to meeting your cherished person, Leti.”

“Onii-chan probably hasn’t arrived. This sure is convenient though. Can we really go anywhere the World Tree’s roots reach with this?”[2]

“Well, not anywhere. ”

“I have to thank Prince Alfred for allowing me to meet Onii-chan.”

“I can’t understand human society. It’s so weird that you can’t move freely even though you’re the Brave.”

“Isn’t it a bit cold?”

“Transfer magic takes time. It must be night already.”

Leticia shivered slightly.

“Well, the sun doesn’t even shine here during the day, so the nights are cold. Should I get you something else to wear?”

“No, it’s fine.”

As they spoke, Leticia and Tiara walked towards the center of the commune.

Noticing the light from the transfer magic, a handful of elves had gathered.

“No way… The Princess!?”
“Why would she come to such a remote place like this?”

The people greeted the Great Sage Tiara, and a well-known member of the elven royalty, and Leticia the Brave. Tiara raised her hand in response.

”I am sorry for coming so late in the night. I had thought that guests from the Empire arrived, but…”

The elves looked at each other.

Four elves stepped out from the crowd.

”Ah, Princess. You must have come a long way. We extend to you our most sincere welcome. What business brings you here today?”
“There should be knights from the Empire here. Have they not arrived?”
”The… knights? If it’s about the knights that invaded our territory, then they were brought to the jail.”
“Jail!?”

Leticia, who had been silent as Tiara and the elves conversed, interrupted them.

“What do you mean by jail?”
“Princess, who is that?”
Brave Mavis.

The blood instantly drained from the elders’ faces.

 

“Onii-chan!”

The doors to the magic sealing holding cell were flung open with a bang.[3]

“L- Leti?”

“Huh? Lady Leticia?”

There stood Leticia, who should have been in the Remulshil Empire, panting in the doorway of the cell.

Startled, Wynn threw off the blankets and got up from the floor as quickly as he could.

“Wh-why are you here?”

“Are you alright, Onii-chan? Did they do anything to you?”

“Nothing happened to me. Well, I was locked up here, but…”

“That’s good…”

Leticia hugged Wynn with a relieved expression.

Wynn’s heart started to race as he was hugged.

“Wh-why are you here, Leti?”

“Of course, I’m going to help you, Onii-chan!”

“Eh? Lady Leticia is going to get involved!?”

Locke also jumped to his feet in shock.

“With Lady Leticia on our side, there’s no way we’d lose! Right, Wynn?”

Leticia looked up at Wynn with a wide smile.

If Leticia, who could destroy the Demon Lord and hordes of monsters, were with them, then no matter how many people were part of the Petersian army, they would be no match for her.

“Could it be that you are one of Captain Royce’s ‘tricks’!?”

Locke looked at Wynn with a cheer, but—

Wynn put his hands on Leticia’s shoulders, and gently separated himself from her hug.

“You can’t, Leti. You can’t come here. Return to the Capital.”

Leticia widened her eyes, and Locke became speechless.

The room was dimly lit, and Wynn was looking down, so she couldn’t see what expression he was making.

“Why…? Why can’t I go with you?”

But Wynn didn’t respond, and turned to Kelvin.

“Vice-Captain Kelvin. Was Captain Royce’s ‘trick’ to use myself to involve Leti— no, Brave Leticia van Mavis— in this affair?”

Kelvin did not answer. His silence was a deafening affirmation.

“You wanted to use Leti through myself— through me? Leti is strong. If Leticia fights with us, what about Petersia? Even if all of the Petersian Knight Order were to attack, Leti could singlehandedly defeat them. That’s why the Empire desires her power so much! But this isn’t Leti consenting to get involved after being asked. This is just dragging Leti in using me. HAVE YOU NO HONOUR!?”

Wynn clenched his fists, seething with anger, and bit on his lips hard enough to make them bleed.

Wynn had become aware of it. He knew that he was Leticia’s weak point.

As the Brave, and as a Duke’s daughter, she couldn’t just leave for the battlefield for his sake.

Society would— never allow it.

The Empire would want to use Leticia’s power. However, nobody should be able to use her power against her will.

If only Wynn, himself, weren’t involved.

Because Wynn was involved, Leticia prioritized him.

He might even have been locked up for that purpose.

Leticia couldn’t be free.

On the other hand, if anybody wanted to control her, the only existence that could truly keep her in check was Wynn.

Royce took advantage of that.

Wynn was used to summon Leticia.

“Leti, go back to the capital. You mustn’t participate in this.”

Glaring at Kelvin, Wynn walked past Leticia.

“I am very sorry, Vice-Captain. It is true that if Leti— no, Brave Mavis became involved, our victory would be certain. That’s why I can’t acknowledge this way of doing things.”

Kelvin sighed.

“Leti, come here for a bit.”

Wynn saluted Kelvin, took the stiffened Leticia’s right hand, and led her out of the cell.


Translator Notes

  1. Well… googling the katakana keeps autocorrecting to Roosevelt. Wikipedia says that Roosevelt is actually derived from Rose and Field… mangle it a bit cuz Roosevelt is a surname, and I got a nature-ish name! — back
  2. Onii-chan is now Big Brother. I’m gonna go full localization because of how this is a Western World. (I wonder if you readers have noticed when I started dropping honorifics? I don’t even know…) For now, I’m backpedalling, and going back to Onii-chan… I agree that Big Brother isn’t the best TL… I haven’t completely given up on localization, but it has to be “perfect”, or it won’t beat Onii-chan… — back
  3. poor Rosefeld… he was gonna be a badass and repay his debt and all that… then… — back


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This was the best chapter I’ve TLed in a while… So much character development! Some reactions below!

Impromptu TL reactions:

  • Wait a minute… so that portrait wasn’t photoshopped? The Princess and the Toad?
  • Wynn gets angry!? Interesting… I can predict mixed reader reactions…
  • I’m done! I wonder what the next chapter title is… Oh! fufufu…

EDIT: Localization survey to respond to TL note #2

Oh, I forgot to mention that I put the more pertinent random Google surveys I’ve been asking on a page of it’s own. Right here! Feel free to answer these any time! Would more people answer them if they realized it was anonymous, or are people just too lazy to click the extra links? who knows…

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So after thinking long and hard about the meaning of life the week following April 1st, I decided that MTLing was too hard… Happy April to all of you! sorry I couldn’t get this done sooner…

TN: Terminology change: if anybody has been paying close attention, the social classes in the world are:

  1. Leticia
  2. Royalty (lol)
  3. Nobles
  4. Knightly families → Chevaliers
    • Chevaliers related to cavalier or cavalry. an entomology tidbit.(xkcd)
  5. Commoners

 

Camp (Part 2)

AN:This chapter is shorter, since it is the continuation of the previous chapter.(TN: or something like that)

After five days, the Imperial Army’s advance party of 500 knights arrived at the area where the enemy was reported to have appeared.

Much less than coming into contact with the enemy, they weren’t even able to find any trace of them.

Rather, every time the small scouting platoon discovered traces of the enemy, when they rode their horses to the place, no trace of the enemy remained.

No matter how quickly they moved after receiving the scouts’ reports, they never found anything.They repeated this day and night, but no matter how high the morale was and their zeal, weariness inevitably spread throughout the army.

Originally, the advance party was made up of knights taken from the Knight Order’s main force. Compared to the main body, their morale was already a problem to begin with.

“…Hey, this time, signs were found to the east.”

“Wasn’t it to the west last time? What the heck are those scouts doing?”

“Could they have made some sort of mistake again?”

Each time a mobilization order was passed down, people started to complain.

However, they couldn’t disobey the mobilization order.

Leaving the transportation corps to pack up their tents, they set off on horseback immediately. However, unsurprisingly, when they arrived at the location, there was no enemy army to be found, only what seemed to be traces of an army there.

They blamed the scouting unit who had discovered the traces, but since they did actually found traces of the enemy, the scouting unit sent a messenger back to the main unit to report their findings.

 

“…The army’s tension has decreased significantly.”

Royce and Kelvin were in their tent.

Kelvin had come back from inspecting the whole camp, while Royce pored over the papers strewn all over his simple work desk, not touching his food.

“It must have been hard for you to quell the commotion last night.”

Kelvin shook his head, shrugging off Royce’s words of appreciation, and set his sword on the wall of the tent.

“If the expeditions keep coming to nothing, it probably can’t be helped.”

As the war-weariness spread, the discipline within the army slackened.

No matter whether they set off day or night, it all ended in a miss, so they began grumbling in discontent, and the knights of noble or chevalier[1] status began to criticize the commoners again.

Within the army, they began bullying the weaker commoner students and knights, and quarrels broke out. Members of Royce’s platoon were also involved in one such incident the previous night, but Kelvin, like before, had intervened.

“As you had feared, the morale has lowered. And their discontent becomes targeted at the weak link. The reason is the deep divide between the nobles and chevaliers, and the commoners.”

“Especially since all of the officers of this advance party, from the Commander to us lieutenants, are not mainstream nobles. It’s full of weak nobles with inflated egos. Well, I had expected this, but…”

Royce offered Kelvin a seat, then wiped the sweat on his forehead with a handkerchief while arranging the papers strewn all over his desk, and took out a small piece of crystal from his breast-pocket.

“Were you in the middle of a call?”

“It’s fine. I just finished the call.”

Magical Communication Crystals were crystals imbued with magic, then broken into two pieces. People who held the corresponding pieces would be able to speak to each other. It was a top secret item, but was also very expensive, so it wasn’t widely circulated. Normally, only the commanders of armies and the country’s VIPs would be allowed to possess such tools.

“The negotiations went well. To the other party, this discussion must have been a windfall for them.”

“I see. With this, You have obtained a trump card.”

“I will use whatever I can use. It is natural to aim for their weaknesses.”[2]

Royce took a sip from the cup of tea that Kelvin offered him, and then took a bite of the piece of bread that was his dinner, which had gone cold.

“This is unpalatable. Military rations aren’t meant to taste good, but this is disgusting.”

Grimacing, Royce soaked his rock-hard bread into his cold soup, then chewed into it.

Seated in front of him, Kelvin smiled bitterly, and ate a spoonful of his bowl of cold soup.

The soup was made of chicken and beans, but it was only lightly seasoned.

“It seems that the military supplies are being traded illicitly. There is no way that there aren’t injustices in the current Capital.”

It was also doubtful whether even the amount of rationed food met the army’s standards.

Royce and Kelvin sat there, eating in silence, when suddenly, an angry shout was heard outside the tent. Yet another quarrel had probably broken out.

Kelvin was about to get up, but Royce held his hand up and stopped him.

He judged that, by where the sounds of the commotion were coming from, their subordinates were not involved.

Not long after, they recognized shouts from other lieutenants, and the uproar gradually subsided.

“Frankly, I am also against commoners becoming knights.”

Royce muttered.

“Wars should be fought by us nobles and experienced knights, not by the civilians. The people should just work and live happily with their families, spending their time in peace.”

“Are you referring to Knight Cadet Wynn?”

“I am truly happy that the populace admires knights so much. Likewise, he had always admired these knights… but commoners don’t need to be involved in killing people as knights do.”

Putting down the bowl of soup, Royce left the tent, and looked in the direction of his subordinates. Although campfires were lit all over the camp, Royce was unable to see the tents that his subordinates occupied.

He had checked on their tents a few times, and even though he had seen the surrounding knights grumbling in discontent, he had seen no such signs from his subordinates.

They must have endured so much abuse and backbiting from the other knights.

Even though the atmosphere was tense, Wynn and Locke still remained calm. Even at the point Kelvin was forced to step in and defuse the situation, they remained calm.

The other commoner knights and student knights reacted to the knights’ provocations, but since Wynn and Locke had survived battles against other humans in that coup d’état incident, it gave them more composure than the other rookie knights.

“I will end up using him. Even though he should be one of those who just live in peace, since he aspires to be a knight, I will use him.”

When he noticed Wynn’s name in his unit roster, Royce was struck with an idea. He then thought of a plan.

“It is inevitable if you want to achieve success.”

Royce responded to Kelvin with a cynical laugh.

“If the Brave finds out what I’m thinking, then I will be killed by her.”[3]

He recalled the time he met the girl who was the Brave in the palace.

Believing that Royce had unfairly picked a fight with Wynn, her wrath had erupted.

“Success, huh…Only when we manage to protect a country where its people live in happiness, will I consider it a success. That is why I will use all the pieces that are available to me.”

The Empire had not yet realized Wynn’s true value.

Rather, the empire’s nobles and chevaliers, who looked down on commoners, refused to accept his value.

The words the Brave, Leticia van Mavis, had said that day:

“I will return to my Master, Wynn Byrd’s side.”Anybody would be interested in the person who taught her both swordplay and magic.

The name that “Divine Sword Princess” Leticia van Mavis, who was recognized as the Brave of legends, was spread all over the continent by the ambassadors in attendance.

Unlike this country, they were enthusiastic about it.

A fraction of the prominent nobles who controlled the country disliked the fact that a commoner threatened their position, under-evaluated him and never publicized his name.

Despite clearly having played the most significant role during that coup d’état by anybody’s reckoning, because of the precedent, and the emphasis on the Knight School’s grades, he remained a Knight Cadet. The merit-based system had been twisted by that faction of nobles.

However, the other countries were different.

The name Wynn Bryd was well-known.

However, the people of other countries had no influence at all on the nobles of the Empire.

How would he be treated in those other countries? There would probably be nobody who didn’t know of him.

Royce will make use of this fact.

Even if he faces the wrath of the Brave, Leticia van Mavis, in order to achieve success, as a noble who aimed to protect the peace of the people, it was Count Royce van Elstead’s duty to carry it out.


Translator Notes

  1. Credit to Solistia for suggesting the word! Think of it as an honorary noble status for the knight families — back
  2. This seems really vague… I will have to edit it when I figure out what Royce is plotting — back
  3. Royce has guts. And has atypical reasons for his opposition. I like him. A complex character… more complex than Wynn? Maybe… orz — back


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Hello! Sorry for not getting this chapter out sooner! Anyways… Happy April! I’m not sure why I’m trying to speak in circles here, but I’ll keep circumlocuting what I want to say about April…

Anyways, I have test days and a lot of work to do this coming week… Though the workload subsides at the end of the week. I will try to get a chapter out this weekend (or else my release rate has effectively become 1 chap/2 weeks…)

I have an unfounded conspiracy theory. The telephone crystal Royce has? He’s a spy. He also wants to purge this rotten empire from the outside. That’s why he knows that Leti would kill him if she found out what he was planning. That’s why he spent the end of the chapter talking about how foreign countries recognized Wynn’s worth.
Completely random conspiracy theory. I should set up a paypal account for each and every one of you readers to give me a penny if I somehow get that completely right… (not really)

Good night… I’m feeling drunk on sleep deprivation…