【The Old Man of the Expelled Inn Unwittingly Dominates Today Too】Although I Want to Lead a Slow Life, for Some Reason the Strongest Beauties Who Hold Important Positions in the Country, and Were Once My Disciples, Gather Around Me Asking to Be Hired – Even Though I Only Taught Them a Little~ - Chapter 14: The Old Man Somehow Gets Dragged into a Duel
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- 【The Old Man of the Expelled Inn Unwittingly Dominates Today Too】Although I Want to Lead a Slow Life, for Some Reason the Strongest Beauties Who Hold Important Positions in the Country, and Were Once My Disciples, Gather Around Me Asking to Be Hired – Even Though I Only Taught Them a Little~
- Chapter 14: The Old Man Somehow Gets Dragged into a Duel
“Ha-ha! What’s wrong, all you generals of Natol! You’re all stunned! You must be speechless from my ultimate general aura!”
Ugh, some weird general has arrived.
Is everything okay? Everyone is totally backing off.
“Hmm, so you’re the reinforcements from Fridania? You seem very confident. Did you bring a large army with you?”
The atmosphere is awkward, but the king decides to inquire.
The general walks over to the terrace, points at the castle’s courtyard, and laughs loudly.
“Ha-ha! Behold my elite force of 100 soldiers!”
Indeed, there are soldiers in the courtyard.
Are they neatly lined up? Not exactly.
In fact, some aren’t even standing.
More accurately, some are sitting cross-legged and even dozing off.
— This is a mess!
What is this? Is this the regular army of the Kingdom of Fridania?
To be honest, they don’t look any different from me.
“Only 100 people!?”
“What does this mean? Is Fridania taking its alliance with Natol lightly?”
The room starts buzzing. Indeed, 100 is far too few.
It’s said that about 10,000 troops from North Mania are invading Natol.
Natol could only muster 3,000, including reservists like me.
Fridania couldn’t send only 100 men just because they lost in the last war.
What are they thinking? If they don’t help Natol, Fridania will be in danger, too. According to a recent communication from Princess Mariicia of Fridania, Prince Genus of Fridania is focusing his main force on the mountainous regions.
“Ha-ha, my elite force should be more than enough. Do you have a problem with the decision made by the representative of King Genus of the Allied Kingdom of Fridania?”
Natol and Fridania are allies, but Fridania is the alliance’s leader.
In essence, Fridania has the upper hand. But this treatment could be better.
“Hmm… fine. General Nuketel, work hard on the day of the decisive battle; you’ve traveled a long way.”
“Ha-ha, as long as you understand. Huh? The Sword Saint?”
General Nuketel’s gaze falls on Alesia.
He strode right up to Alesia and opened his mouth again.
“Ah, if it isn’t the Sword Saint. Ha-ha, so you’ve taken refuge in this little country. I heard you were wandering around looking for your old Master.”
“General Nuketel, it’s none of your business.”
“Ha-ha, don’t be so cold. Despite being just a young girl, you’re getting quite arrogant. To throw away the title of Sword Saint, how foolish.”
“Shut up! My Master means far more to me! Let’s go, Master!”
Alesia grabbed my hand, trying to exit the audience chamber.
But General Nuketel quickly appeared, blocking our path.
“Nuketel! What is the meaning of this?”
“Heh, so this old man is your master, huh?”
General Nuketel leered down at me with a grin.
“Come on, you’ve got to be joking. An old man like this as the Sword Saint’s Master?”
“Enough. My Master is far stronger than me. He won’t even consider you as an opponent!”
Hmm, things are getting complicated. There’s no place for an old man in this mess.
Let’s leave as quickly as possible…
SWISH~
The general suddenly took off his cloak.
Hey, he’s not some kind of exhibitionist, is he?
“Ha-ha! Behold my equipment!”
He wasn’t an exhibitionist. He just wanted everyone to admire his armor.
Sure enough, the general’s armor shone brightly. It didn’t look like copper or steel. His shield was equally radiant.
“Wow! That’s Mithril armor! And it’s full mithril!”
“Amazing, I’ve never seen full mithril armor before!”
“The shield seems to be made of mithril, too!”
The surrounding nobles and soldiers started buzzing.
It is solid armor. It’s clearly luxurious and must be expensive. How many months’ income would it cost me?
“Ha-ha! Impressive, isn’t it? This is my ‘Mithril Series’! It cost me 10,000 gold coins!”
—Whoa! That’s not just a few months; I couldn’t afford that even if I worked my entire life… So expensive.
“I invested all the taxes I squeezed out of my subjects to purchase this masterpiece!”
“Hmph, acting so high and mighty with money you stole from the people’s efforts! Any equipment is meaningless in front of my Master! Even if it’s made of mithril!”
Alesia, wait to stir the pot so much… What are you expecting from an old man like me?
But that armor… It certainly does look expensive…
“Ha-ha! Then how about a duel! If I defeat that old man, you’ll become my woman, Sword Saint! Guhihihi~”
“Ha! Fine, I accept your challenge! Nuketel, you’re not even worthy of being at my Master’s feet!”
No, this is not fine at all…
How did it come to this?