79 – Amelia Windsor(4)

Ruid had a dream.

-‘My sister hit me!’

Someone was crying in the hazy fog. It was Amelia’s childhood.

‘…… Is it the memory of ‘lazy Ruid’?’

It seemed so.

Victoria’s face was younger than Louis knew.

-‘Amelia.’

-‘Scold me. Punish me.’

Amelia at this time, perhaps because she was young, looked very different from her current personality.

-‘Don’t cry.’

Victoria said with an expressionless face. Amelia, who was crying, hiccupped as Victoria’s expression scared her, and she hiccupped.

But then the loud cries were heard again.

-‘My sister asked me to play with her, but she hit me, saying, ‘Oh, don’t bother me. It hurts here, Mama.’

In her childhood, Amelia was incredibly cute. She especially had a lot of meat in her cheeks, so whenever she spoke she mumbled.

She was watching happily, and that was it.

Wow!

Victoria slapped Amelia on the cheek.

-‘Amelia Windsor.’

Amelia’s pupils widened as she clutched at her cheek.

Victoria’s words fell sharply.

-‘You are not a child, you are Windsor.’

The Victoria Louise knew was a quiet but warm person.

But it wasn’t a line in her memory.

-‘Windsor has to take care of her own business.’

He was terribly cold. Amelia seemed deeply hurt.

She silently stared at her floor, swallowed her cry, then turned around and ran away. That ended her memory. Louis opened her eyes.

“… ….”

It was a quiet dawn. I could feel the chilly air. It was the middle between light and dark.

Ruid rubbed her eyes.

“When did you fall asleep?”

On a carriage coming to the mansion? I don’t know when, but I think I fell asleep on the way there. I don’t remember from there. Amelia must have brought it.

‘Anyway, this memory…… ‘

It was an unpleasant memory. Ruid woke up. Her wand tumbled.

A staff made by Amelia by roughly cutting off any tree. Naturally, I remembered what happened yesterday.

Just thinking about it was annoying. Louis pressed her own cheek with both of her fingers.

“Let’s not be angry, let’s not be angry.”

I was so excited yesterday. I was so excited, no magic came to mind. The only thing he could use right away was elemental magic, but he was so angry that he couldn’t control his strength.

If Damon hadn’t stopped it, the system would literally have been blown away overnight. Ruid said she didn’t want to be a mass murderer.

“… They say it’s the strongest knights, so there’s a reason.”

Teutonic Knights.

It doesn’t appear often in the original work. Because it’s outside the academy. However, in the final scene, there is a scene where Justin pulls time in a crisis situation and all the Teutonic Knights arrive.

There you can see the might of the Teutonic Knights. Perhaps, from Ruid’s memory, he expressed it as ‘the knights of light who do not back down even in the darkness that seems to swallow everything’.

In fact, the unfavorable war situation has changed 180 degrees just by their presence.

When I met him, he was a more demanding opponent. Although he said he couldn’t control himself properly yesterday because he was angry, he struggled quite a bit even though he would have been overwhelming in terms of specs. Of course, in the end, he would have won.

‘… What if it was ‘lazy Ruid’?’

Probably, I wouldn’t have gone to that situation in the first place.

Because Ruid in the original work really doesn’t do anything. But what if we assume they fought?

I would have killed him without hesitation. I wouldn’t have cared if the system was blown up or if tens of millions of people died. I don’t know Charon, but I’d have to use that much strength to easily subdue Shearer.

Ruid didn’t want to do that. It’s not normal to kill people just because you’re angry. Even if he struggled a little, he would win anyway over time, but he didn’t have to use such an extreme method.

But still.

‘… I wish I had thought of some magic beforehand. Then I could have made Charon a wreck before I left for the shear.’

There was something lacking.

“Where is it?”

Ruid pulled over the blanket and woke up. From now on, let’s be a good kid who will load at least one attack magic in advance.

– Wedge!

“?”

I heard the sound of cutting the wind artificially. Louis headed to the window. He stepped on the crate and poked her head out the window.

Amelia was swinging her sword in the air.

“… ….”

When did it start?

Amelia was drenched in sweat.

She looked exhausted, but she didn’t let go of the sword.

The reason for training so hard was clear.

Recalling the fact that she had been trying so hard to avoid, Louis hardened coldly.

It was Charon’s treatment.

‘I can’t forgive you.’

No matter how much he thought about it, Ruid couldn’t bear it because Charon was disgusting. She didn’t need help from the emperor or the house. She wanted to punish herself.

Since she ignored Amelia with her skill, she wanted to thoroughly slash his pride with the same skill.

‘But the best way.’

-‘Windsor has to take care of his own business.’

Amelia took care of it.

It was Amelia who was ignored for her skills.

So there is no better revenge than for Amelia to defeat Charon with her skill.

There is nothing more thrilling than winning against an opponent who ignored her with her skills.

‘Is it possible?’

Ruid closed her eyes.

Charon’s movements were vivid in her own head. She ran her simulation with Amelia.

…… Conclusions came quickly. If there were 10 fights, all 10 wins were for Charon.

Amelia has the upper hand in strength and magic, but skill and speed. In particular, experience was overwhelmingly superior to Charon.

Ruid opened his eyes.

I saw Amelia’s figure.

Even though her arms were shaking, she was training with her teeth clenched.

‘… Let’s trust my sister.’

But what if the simulation results are not good even the day before the duel?

Charon was strong. Strong enough to break through her own barrier.

Amelia is still lacking. No matter what she does, she can’t break through her barrier.

Will that gap be easily bridged? Louis didn’t know. Because he doesn’t know the sword.

‘… Let’s believe.’

Ruid decided to believe.

If she can’t prevail in her own simulation, she renders Charon incapacitated before the duel.

That was Ruid’s conclusion.

**

Irene went into the arsenal humming her tune. Her destination was the place where all the swords of Windsor were gathered.

Windsor’s sword is special. Every time a child is born, a craftsman who has inherited generations makes one exclusively for him.

It was the same with Irene, and it was the same with Amelia. But it wasn’t Louis.

Ruid was bestowed with the Winter Sword, the most powerful of all Windsor swords.

Winter has many names because it has so much history. Among them, the most frequently called title was the sword of winter.

Otherwise, it is called this. ‘The sword of blessing.’ Like the nickname of the sword, Ruid was a child of blessing in the Windsor family. Irene still remembers the moment when Louis was born when she was 10 years old.

She was a very small child herself, but Louis was much smaller. Her hands and feet were so small that Amelia would still look at her palms and think of Louis back then.

Her first meeting was in Victoria’s room. Around Victoria, her priests and doctors were fighting an uphill battle.

Victoria looked happy as she hugged her Louise after giving birth. She and she said to Irene:

-‘You protect me.’

Even if Victoria hadn’t said that, Irene already thought the same thing. The birth of a great life that her own lineage was born with was such a shock to young Irene.

The little child grew up very quickly and she turned 12 years old. Ruid was a slow kid in everything. Although she has a natural aptitude for magic, she was just a child in Irene’s eyes.

She still has to take her handkerchief with her when she eats, and she messes up her room and never cleans it up, which gets her Irene in trouble.

She used to admonish her every time, but Louis hated being scolded so she always ran away.

So, it was Irene’s daily routine to find Louis, who was hiding somewhere in the northern snowy mountains. She felt good when she walked through her snowfields with the little child at her side.

However, when Louis entered the academy, one important part of Irene’s daily life disappeared.

Irene was bored and missed Ruid. So, ever since Louis went to her academy, she has been directly managing Winter. Originally, she had a blacksmith in charge of her, but when she took care of Winter, she felt like Louis was by her side, so it felt good.

Taking care of her winter clothes like that became Irene’s important daily routine. After all her work is done, she always comes back to the armory to finish her day by tidying up her winters. So that she can take it out at any time.

By the way.

“… Huh?”

Irene noticed that her winter was slightly displaced. She did and she found that she had some stains on her.

There were traces of use throughout.

Of course, only Ruid could handle Winter. This meant that Ruid used Winter.

-‘When do you use this? I’m a wizard.’

-‘No matter what kind of magic you use, there will be no magic stronger than Winter. If you think you’re going to be in danger, use it anytime.’

She never had such a conversation. The use of this meant that Ruid was a dangerous opponent in his judgment.

“Did a black magician appear?”

-‘But keep in mind. However, that doesn’t mean you should use it for just anyone. Winter is the symbol of Windsor. Using the symbol of Windsor on a lowly person, no matter how much Louis De, will spank her in the ass.’

“Do I have to spank him? If that’s not the case…… “

Irene tilted her head in horror.

“Maybe they are Teutons.”

In the Empire of Peace, knights are just scarecrows. Power rather than sharpening the sword, practicality rather than protecting honor. The article has been corrupted. There was no way Ruid would have brought out Winter against the degenerated knight.

But some minorities are different. There was an order of knights ready to break this era of peace at any time. It was the Imperial Knights.

And among the Imperial Knights, only the Teutons can even compare with Ruid. If it wasn’t for the Teutons, there was no reason to use Winter. I’ll be on the verge of death with just one gesture.

An anti-magic task force. The Teutons had one rule on the battlefield. Intercept the wizard, the flower of the battlefield that poses the greatest threat.

Did His Majesty train him? Could it have been a fight? Did Louis do something?

“Um.”

Actually, it didn’t matter. Irene silently wiped her winter with a white cloth.

“I will have to kill you. Everyone involved is-“

Irene’s blue eyes sparkled with life. A mysterious smile hung on her lips.

No matter what the purpose was or what the story was, it didn’t matter to Irene. The fact that she wrote Winter meant that it was an actual combat situation, and no matter what the situation was, the fact that she touched Louis didn’t change.

“Ah, because I am like this…… I told my mother that we should discipline the empire once.”

Irene stood up after finishing Winter’s grooming. She still moved her steps slowly, with a subtle smile on her face. Her destination was the end of the snowfield.

From there, Nodani intended to catch a word of griffin and head for the islands.

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