The Master of the Brave - Chapter 72
Chapter 72 – Banquet (III)
Conrad Heisenberg, a former court magician from the Kingdom of Thane.
In terms of the amount of magical power, no other wizard would compare to Leticia, while Tiara would be unrivaled in terms of the number and control of magic she could use. However, he was a wizard genius who was said to be comparable to Tiara, the renowned Great Sage, in terms of his knowledge of magic.
The woman who was his best disciple was Sarah Ferrule.
“If I remember correctly, she was one of the three who survived the fall of Thane almost forty years ago.”
Leticia nodded to Alfred’s words.
“Sarah Ferrule… that’s a name that brings back memories.”
Did she mean the woman’s name? As soon as she heard the name come out of Raul’s mouth, Leticia, who had been in a good mood until then, narrowed her eyes. Then she opened her mouth when she saw that both Wynn and Cornelia didn’t seem to know anything about the person named Sarah Ferrule.
“Onii-chan, when we went to see a play together the other day, I told you that the Devil King descended using Melvick IV, the king of the Kingdom of Thane, as a vessel.”
“He was the ‘Sword Saint’ of an earlier generation.”
Wynn remembered the tragic story that happened in the Kingdom of Thane, the one Leticia had told him a few days ago.
When the Demon King emerged from the body of Melvick IV, the hero king of the Kingdom of Thane, miraculously only three people survived: a court magician, a servant and the granddaughter of King Melvick IV, who was still only a baby.
“When the Demon King arose, there were those who were and survived in that place when it happened, and one of them was Conrad Heisenberg, who was the court magician. And one of those who survived under his protection was Liara’s mother, who was the princess of the Kingdom of Thane, and the other was a servant, Sarah Ferrule.
(TN: I’m a little confused, in some parts it said Tiara was a baby, while here it says it was the mother).
“As I remember, the ‘Apostate’.”
Alfred added to Leticia’s explanation as if he remembered.
“That’s right. Did you know that already, Alfred?”
Alfred nodded at Raul’s words.
“Well… as expected. A mad woman who was granted the title of ‘Saint’ by the Great Temple of Emerdia, the third person in history to receive it, while she sacrificed a great number of her followers behind their back.”
“Now that I think about it, I heard a similar story. As I recall, the story of how the brave Mavis defeated the pagan priests who offered sacrifices every night and rescued the people who were captive.”
Cornelia interrupted as she listened to the story of Raul and Alfred. That story was one of the most famous episodes in the history of Mavis the Brave, so well-known that even Wynn had heard it.
“Was Sarah Ferrule, by any chance, among those pagan priests?”
“That’s the story. It would be a scandal if one of the saints to whom the High Priest bestowed such an honor were to perform sacrificial rituals, wouldn’t it?”
“It was at a time when the forces of the Continental Anti-Demon Alliance were outnumbered. Emerdia, who was in control, covered up the incident caused by Sarah, who was named a Saint by the High Priest himself, also carried out by a group of people who believed in paganism. If the church is good for one thing, it is to hide facts that could harm them.”
Raul said with a sneer as he picked up Alfred’s story.
“And by the way, if Letty was supposed to have defeated the pagan priest, one could expect much more faith in the Brave and in the temple, as well as many more donations.”
“As long as it’s in God’s name, it’s worth anything,” Raul spat.
“But what made you bring the name of that Apostate, Sarah Ferrule? Since she is…”
When Alfred asked Raul, Leticia opened her mouth and did not let him speak. Without saying anything, she turned to Wynn and hesitated. When he realized this, he looked at her face and nodded without saying any word either. Leticia nodded and opened her mouth as she looked ahead.
“I killed Sara Ferrule. I crushed the group that was following her, and I killed her, as she was the leader. That day, in that place…”
The Tip of the Coat, carved by the waves, had become a precipice. There lay peacefully a small stone sanctuary. It was not known to which deity it was consecrated. An old priestess dressed in a simple white sacred robe was praying silently in the sanctuary.
“We give to the church and pray to God, but what have they done for us? Nothing, they have done nothing…. Not the people, not the army, not the country, not God. They took away the family I loved, and I lost the home I was born in. I cannot find words to relieve those who have lost their reason for living. The truth is that I am just like them. I have lost my reason to live in this world. But there are people who listen to my words, shed tears and trust me with their lives. That is why I fight, even if it is in an unforgivable way. Because that is the reason I live for…”
The elderly priestess Sarah Ferrule had been praying to the God she believed in, then she stood up in silence and spoke to Leticia, who was waiting for her to finish her prayer.
Had she not known she was a psychopath who had sacrificed hundreds of believers to an evil god, her gentle smile would be a vision worthy of being called a saint.
If she closed her eyes, she could still vividly remember the scene of that day and her image.
“Lately, I had the feeling that some remnants were moving in my country again.”
“Actually, Conrad Heisenberg’s legacy has been stolen.”
“The leader was crushed, but it seems the organization was still active. I didn’t realize they were still gaining power, and very quickly, until it was too late.”
“It’s my fault, I’m sorry,” Raul said, bowing his head. Leticia’s expression was one of concern as she looked at Raul.
“Excuse me… what exactly is this legacy of Conrad Heisenberg?”
Cornelia asked Raul, raising her right hand.
“It is an experimental record of summoning magic written by the former court magician of the Kingdom of Thane, Conrad, and stolen by the apostate Sarah Ferrule. When we killed Sarah, it was entrusted to me.”
“Did you say summoning magic?”
“I had never heard of it.”
“Well, the four of us hid it.”
Raul looked at Leticia. He continued talking, without taking his eyes off her, who was reflecting instead.
“Letty, Tiara, Liara and I. When we killed Sarah, the four of us talked and decided what to do with this legacy of Conrad’s.”
They couldn’t trust that same temple that was handling the war affairs. Many of the high elves, who were the “Guardians of the World Tree”, also had knowledge of magic, so there was a possibility that some would accidentally open the seal.
Therefore, it was decided that the one who would keep it safe would be the Sword Saint of each generation, who would only follow the path of the sword, but…
“I kept it under strict control with good, trustworthy people…”
Knowing that something was wrong, Raul rushed to the place where he hid the legacy and found the bodies of his men lying in front of him, cruelly massacred.
It was the work of someone considerably skilled.
“Raul, this legacy of Conrad, what is this summoning magic?”
“Well, I don’t know how to explain it…”
Raul crossed his arms and bowed his head.
“Conrad relied on information known only to the royal family of each country, or to important people, that the Demon King descended using the body of Melvick IV, Thane’s Hero King, as a vessel.”
If the Demon King could use human flesh as a vessel, he could bring in other higher beings doing the same, couldn’t he?
Conrad kidnapped Liara Thane, who was protected by the Great Temple of Emerdia and had become a priestess. Using Liara, who inherited the blood of Melvick IV, who was even called the Hero King, as a vessel, he would bring in a higher god or spirit and use his power to destroy the Demon King and save the soul of the Hero King.
After many human experiments and verification, Conrad was about to perform the ritual by sacrificing the daughter of his bloodline, but was stopped by Leticia, who appeared just in time.
When Conrad learned that the Brave had appeared to oppose the Demon King without resorting to any sacrifice and that her name was Leticia von Mavis, he decided to seal the summoning magic he had created, but…
“It was Sarah Ferrule, the maid whose life he saved, who killed Conrad and stole his research.”
Sarah and the princess who was still a baby took refuge in the Great Temple of Emerdia, where she dedicated herself to her faith and studied magic as Conrad’s main disciple. At the same time, she traveled to the regions affected by the demons and saved many people.
Finally, the Great Temple of Emerdia recognized her achievements and granted her the title of Saint before she died, but…
“Sarah’s real purpose was to study demons and magic in order to get revenge.”
“And to get that revenge, did she kill Conrad, the man who saved her life and was her mentor in magic?”
Cornelia, who had been quietly listening to Raul’s story, asked, and Raul nodded.
“To the light, the darkness. For every demon, there is a spirit. And just as there is a hero against a demon king, everything has its counterpart.”
Wynn and Cornelia listened intently to Raul as he spoke, closing their eyes and choosing their words.
“Then surely there is something that would serve as the counterpart of the goddess Anastasia, who is said to have created this world. The opposite of creation is destruction. In other words, Sarah Ferrule thought that there could be a god who would rule over destruction.”
“Sarah tried to summon this god of destruction.”
Leticia, who had been pondering Raul’s words until then, took the floor.
“But if a god of destruction could be summoned, would he even be willing to listen to what we have to say?”
Cornelia interrupted in a somewhat uncertain tone. When that God of destruction was summoned, just from the sound of it, she didn’t think it would be something humans could handle. More than that, another similar existence would be added to that of the Demon King. Leticia answered Cornelia’s question.
“Many of the people who followed Sarah were from the north or refugees. Sarah saw the desperation of the people in the northern countries who had been destroyed by the demons. She listened to their wishes and tried to make hers come true. The people who lost their birthplace, their loved ones, their families, and everything they had ever beloved, believed that a new world would be born after the current one was destroyed by the God of Destruction.”
“I guess they lost everything, they lost hope of living and were desperate to live in this world.”
Raul said as he let out a sigh.
“But did everyone want that? I don’t think it’s right to try to destroy the world by involving people who didn’t want it too.”
Leticia nodded at Wynn’s words.
“Yes. So, I crushed them. I killed Sarah.”
“Well, with just a human as a vessel, I don’t think they can summon something as big as a God of Destruction that can rival Anastasia, the Goddess of Creation, and I think the God of the Family was the best they could do, but it’s a threat that could destroy the world. Although it is not clear if the God of the Family would also have the power to destroy the Demon King.”
Raul said and shrugged his shoulders.
“In other words, the idea of Sarah Ferrule’s followers was that, if they were going to be destroyed by the Demon King anyway, it would be better to be destroyed by the God of Destruction so that there would be no aftermath and the world would be reborn. They were a group with that kind of thinking.”
“So, believing in the God of Destruction… It’s a hard story to process.”
Looking into her teacup, Cornelia let out a heavy sigh.
A lesson of salvation that begins with destruction. It was a difficult idea for anyone present to accept.
“Is that the kind of thinking you have when you lose everything?”
Wynn looked at Leticia, who was sitting next to him as if by reflection. He was an orphan. However, he was fortunate to have been welcomed into the “Wandering Bird’s Nest” and to have been able to meet her.
He and Leticia were once separated, but now they were side by side, as they were then. The most important person to Wynn. If he lost Leticia, would he have those same thoughts?
“I don’t know, but at least at that time, the people who lived there, in the northern countries, were desperate to such an extent. It made them want to destroy the world and start over. But I don’t think the people who are doing this now have that kind of desire. It’s just a hunch I have.”
When he said that, Raul drank the rest of the tea in one gulp.
“But as far as Conrad Heisenberg’s legacy, which Raul and the others have been hiding, it’s a big problem. It’s an international issue.”
“There’s no excuse for that.”
“The Empire needs to take immediate action. You owe me big time, you understand? Raul-kun.”
“I know. I knew it, and I had to let you know. We’ll talk about it later. In the meantime, Letty. If they’re really trying to do what Sarah tried to do, you and I should probably get in their way.”
After leaving Alfred’s private quarters, Wynn and Leticia were invited by Cornelia to visit her private quarters at the back of the Imperial Palace. On the way to the room, you could still hear the sounds coming from the Great Hall. It was late enough in the evening, but the banquet was still an event.
“The Sword Saint Raul Orto Lyon, right? I wish I could have seen him.”
Mary, the maid who prepared the tea and baked goods for the three, said in a somewhat cheerful voice when she heard about Raul from Cornelia.
“When Leticia-sama made her triumphant return and Raul-sama came to our country, Cornelia-sama was sick, so I could not go to see the return ceremony.”
“…I am sorry.”
Mary’s tone of voice was accompanied by deep disappointment, so Cornelia apologized to her. Leticia and Wynn laughed. They wanted to brighten up the dark atmosphere after hearing Raul’s story earlier.
“At first he used ‘Lowe’ as an alias. And then he asked me to duel with him, so we did, and it was really Raul-sama. I was very surprised.”
“Raul learned about Onii-chan during the ceremony, and all the time he was in the Imperial Capital he kept saying that he wanted to meet him and fight against him. Even when it was time to return to Lyon, he insisted that he would not leave until they fought. In the end, Liara forcibly dragged him by the neck and took him back.”
The image of Raul being dragged by the neck by a woman appeared in Wynn’s head. For Wynn, the image of the Sword Saint, the strongest man on the continent, was falling apart.
“I am sure there are many people who yearn for Raul-sama, the only male of the group, since the Brave, the Saint and the Great Sage are women. Also, he is the prince of the great country of Lyon, he is tall and thin, and has the appearance of an intelligent man.”
“Yes, I’m sure Mary is right, with eyes that combine dignity and sweetness, he has the air of a hero.”
When Cornelia said that, Mary raised her voice and said “I knew it,” regretting that she couldn’t have seen her fascinating appearance with her own eyes. To one side, Wynn and Leticia were bowing their heads.
“What…? How come?”
At their side, Wynn and Leticia said something confused. Wynn’s first impression of Raul was stronger when he saw him as Lowe than when he saw him at the banquet. He was tall and thin, and had a well-trained body, though with the hair of someone who doesn’t care about his appearance and an unkempt beard.
“There are many women who admire Raul-sama, including me. I would also say that there are many people who secretly have a portrait of him. Now that I think about it, a portrait of Raul-sama was presented to Cornelia-sama as a candidate for her husband earlier. Would you like to see it?”
“Huh. That guy, although he already has Liara, also Cornelia-sama…”
“Well, well, he is the crown prince of a great country.”
Leticia said, who had put on a flat voice, while Cornelia made a worried expression.
Meanwhile, Mary hurried out of the room and returned a moment later with a framed picture.
It seemed to be one of the paintings Wynn, Leticia, Cornelia, and Locke saw when the four of them had tea together a long time ago.
The impact of Royce’s portrait was too strong at that time, compared to the other spousal candidates, and it seemed that Raul’s portrait was included in that list.
“This is it.”
Mary presented a portrait on the table and everyone looked at it.
There was a cold look in his eyes, and a well-groomed appearance. A young man was drawn with a straight nose and a generous smile on his mouth.
“Indeed… it is Raul-sama.”
“Well… he would certainly be popular with girls.”
They weren’t sure what to say. In the case of the portrait being drawn this way, one could see the style of a hero reflected in the “Sword Saint”.
Afterwards, they had fun talking about the portrait of Count Royce Elstead that had been shown before (unlike that time, it was easy to talk about him now that he was their boss, and they knew him) and learned about today’s banquet from Leticia and Cornelia. It was a good time.
Meanwhile, in Alfred’s private office, a secret agreement was made for a military alliance between the Crown Prince of the Lemmrousell Empire and the Crown Prince of Lyon.
It was decided that Crown Prince Alfred would soon visit the Kingdom of Lyon to sign the agreement, and that Crown Princess Cornelia would pay a courtesy visit to the Kingdom of Lyon to promote friendship between the two countries.
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