Chapter 160 : Chapter 160
Chapter 160. There’s No Other Way (2)
This is a bit of a random story, but….
Marquis Robski was once hit by a carriage in his childhood.
He wasn’t hit head-on, but rather at a slight angle, so he wasn’t seriously injured, but the memory of that time remained clear even after he became an adult.
A physical impact that was impossible to withstand.
The feeling of his body flying up into the air afterward.
It was an experience that was not easily forgotten.
‘Why the memory of that time….’
That was the last thing Marquis Robski thought.
Kung! Degururu.
A person was sent flying for more than 20 meters.
And as if that wasn’t enough, Marquis Robski’s body rolled a few more meters after falling to the ground.
And seeing him not moving a single finger, the spectators held their breath.
“Is… is he dead?”
“No way….”
“This isn’t going to become a serious international issue, is it.”
“It was a formal duel, why would it become an international issue….”
“No, but still….”
Amidst the concerns of the spectators, the knights of the Marquis Robski family hurriedly ran to their lord.
And after checking the marquis’ condition….
“Thank goodness. He’s breathing.”
“Ooooh….”
The knights were relieved.
They thought he might be dead, but the marquis was breathing properly.
And he didn’t seem to have any serious external injuries either.
“Call a cleric! Hurry!”
“Yes!”
Seeing them helping Marquis Robski, the spectators were relieved.
“Looks like he’s alive.”
“That’s a relief. The matter didn’t get bigger.”
“I know, right.”
It was a shocking blow, to the extent that the spectators thought like this.
Fortunately, Marquis Robski was alive.
And Patrick….
“What a fuss…. As if I wouldn’t have controlled my strength?”
What Patrick was good at next to beating people up was controlling his strength while beating people up.
Even in the Jianghu, he had never caused a fatality in over a hundred duels.
That way, he could avoid unnecessary trouble and….
‘If you beat them lightly, you can beat them for longer.’
We forgot about this bastard’s personality.
In any case, the duel was over.
Patrick approached the bustling knights and said.
“Hey.”
The knights flinched and looked at Patrick.
To them, who were full of fear and wariness, Patrick smirked and said a word.
“When the Marquis wakes up, tell him.”
“What….”
“Thanks for the food and fun.”
“……”
“Then, I’ll be off.”
And Patrick turned his back with a bright smile.
Behind him, the stunned knights just stared blankly at Patrick.
“Wh… what do we do?”
“What do you mean, what do we do?”
“Do we let him go like this?”
“That’s… umm….”
The knights were conflicted about whether to stop Patrick from leaving like this.
Is it okay to let him go?
Should we stop him?
If we do stop him, how?
Mobilizing the knightly order and soldiers to stop Patrick was the worst move.
If they were to commit such an act in front of all the spectators, the honor of the Marquis Robski family would fall to the ground….
No, it would be buried deep underground.
‘There’s no other way.’
The knight let out a deep sigh.
He realized that there was nothing they could do.
In the end, the knights of the Robski family could only watch Patrick’s back with regret.
And Patrick, taking Matthew and Isabella with him, calmly walked away.
The Double Dragon, victorious against the Spear of Decator, Marquis Robski.
Now, it would only be a matter of time before this fact spread throughout the continent.
* * *
Patrick and his party rode their horses and completely left the Fiefdom of Marquis Robski.
Once there was no one around to listen, Matthew opened his mouth.
“Did you plan to do this from the beginning?”
“Huh? What?”
“That cheap act of taking the money and then completely crushing him in the duel.”
“Wow, so are you saying I should have lost because I took the money?”
“……”
“A person shouldn’t live so cheaply. Tsk tsk tsk, what a personality….”
“You shouldn’t have taken the money in the first place. You bastard!”
As the boiling Matthew shouted, Patrick shrugged his shoulders and said.
“I can’t help it. Refusing money that’s given to me goes against my beliefs.”
“What kind of belief is that?”
It was the most absurd belief Matthew had ever heard in his life.
“Tsk tsk, this is why you’re a rich young master…. You’ve never earned a single penny with your own hands, so you don’t know the value of money.”
“You son of a bi—.”
Before Matthew could shout again, Patrick quickly asked Isabella.
“Senior, you’re on my side, right?”
Isn’t she his fiancée, after all?
Here, she should naturally take his side….
“Swindler.”
At his fiancée’s single word, Patrick turned his head and grumbled.
“Life is truly bitter. I have no one on my side. No one on my side.”
“Who is this money-grubber pretending to be a victim?”
“Swindler. Swindler. Swindler.”
“Ah! I don’t know. Stop grumbling about something that’s over!”
Looking at his friend who was shamelessly putting on a bold face, Matthew let out a sigh.
‘Anyway, this bastard is…’
In fact, this was not the worst-case scenario that Matthew had imagined.
If Patrick had really taken the money and lost the duel, he had seriously considered cutting ties with his friend.
Of course, Patrick was violent, had a strong swindler-like nature, was ridiculously fond of money, had a dog-like usual demeanor, and when drunk, became an even crazier dog….
‘Why am I friends with this kid?’
In any case, despite being that kind of Patrick, there was a line he never crossed.
He didn’t bully the weak, and there was a line he kept, even while grumbling, such as not breaking promises he made with his own mouth.
It was not a clearly visible line.
Rather, it was a loose and strangely ambiguous line that went back and forth a little.
But what was clear was that Patrick had never crossed that line himself.
Matthew, who had watched him as a friend for several years, believed in that line that Patrick kept more than anyone else.
But this time, if he had taken a bribe and engaged in match-fixing for a duel?
That would have been crossing the line.
If that had happened, Matthew would have been genuinely disappointed, cut ties with Patrick, and returned to the Academy on his own.
‘Fortunately, I’ve avoided that worst-case scenario. It’s fortunate, but…’
Still, it was a fact that he had taken the money.
That remained in a corner of his mind and bothered him.
‘He makes a person feel uneasy. Damn bastard…’
As a result, Patrick had scammed Marquis Robski.
This was a fact that no one could deny.
The more Matthew thought about it, the more he regretted that part.
‘I heard the Schneider family is also making some money now.’
The Schneider silk sold through the Elbador Merchant Guild was selling out without any stock, despite its considerable price.
He didn’t know how much profit was returning, but the Schneider family was definitely no longer a poor rural noble family in need of money.
But was there really a reason to accept this kind of shady money?
Just as Matthew was sighing at such thoughts….
“Young Master. I have returned after completing all the tasks you instructed.”
The person who would act on Patrick’s side even if the sky fell had arrived.
It was April.
She had been separated from the group for a while and had just rejoined them now.
As if prepared in advance, she came out with her own and the group’s luggage perfectly packed on her horse.
“Oh, you did well.”
As Patrick said indifferently, April rode her horse and joined the side of the group.
Then Isabella said.
“What kind of work were you doing?”
“Hey, why ask something like that. The kid has her privacy too.”
At Isabella’s question, Patrick cut her off appropriately.
But Isabella didn’t just let it go and said.
“If you act carelessly in a foreign country, it could become a diplomatic issue.”
“It’s nothing. Don’t worry about it.”
“I should at least know what you did.”
“Just let it go.”
Patrick tried to gloss it over ambiguously, but….
“On the Young Master’s orders, I went to distribute money to the poor people in the slums and to the orphanage.”
April said it.
At that, Matthew and Isabella’s eyes widened, and they looked at Patrick.
Patrick avoided their gazes and looked at a distant mountain.
And April continued to speak….
“The funds received from Marquis Robski were distributed without exception. I distributed it secretly, so no one will know who gave it.”
At that, Patrick shouted out.
“Ah, that’s enough. Stop talking. If you did it, then that’s fine. What’s with the detailed reporting.”
“Yes. Young Master.”
April closed her mouth.
And Patrick, with a rotten expression, looked at Matthew and then said.
“No. It’s not. I definitely said it’s not.”
“Yeah. I know. I know.”
“If you know, then fix your eyes straight. Don’t look at me like that.”
“Huh? What’s wrong with my eyes?”
“Don’t look at me with that ‘this bastard is actually a good guy, but he’s trying so hard to act bad. This kind-hearted sucker’ look.”
“Oh, you can read minds now too.”
“I’ll boil you. You Stew bastard!”
At the frantic display of Patrick, whose face had turned bright red, Matthew said with a smile.
“What can a kind-hearted sucker do?”
“I told you I’m not, you bastard! I just did this so I can sleep a little more comfortably at night.”
“Yeah. Yeah. I get it, sucker.”
“I’m serious. Because of a certain someone who would complain every night in my dreams saying ‘Cheon-ah, Cheon-ah,’ I had no choice…. Hey! Are you listening?”
“What was that? I never learned the sucker language, so I can’t understand?”
“Dieeeee!”
The bickering group headed towards their next destination.
* * *
By the way….
Life is a series of changes, and more often than not, things in the world don’t go according to plan.
Just like right now.
“So…”
Patrick said to the man in front of him with a sullen expression.
“You’re a royal messenger of the Decator Kingdom?”
“Yes. That is correct.”
Someone had blocked the path of Patrick and his party, who were trying to cross over to their destination, the Maybus Fiefdom.
When asked about his identity, he revealed that he was a royal messenger of the Decator Kingdom.
And he said….
“Here is a personal letter from His Majesty the King. Please confirm it.”
He held out a single letter to Patrick.
Patrick took the letter for now and said.
“Is it okay to deliver a king’s personal letter so casually like this?”
“This is an unofficial contact.”
“Unofficial…”
“Please return the letter after reading it, as it must be disposed of.”
It meant that they would thoroughly control the information.
Patrick made a sullen face but took the letter for now and checked its contents.
And then….
“Is this the will of the Decator Kingdom?”
At that, the messenger said calmly.
“As long as you are on the soil of our kingdom, please respect the will of His Majesty the King.”
“……”
Patrick closed his eyes for a moment and thought.
‘This is something I’ve never experienced in the Jianghu. Tsk, is there no other way?’
Patrick returned the letter to the messenger and said.
“Please tell His Majesty the King of your country. That I will comply with the request.”
“Thank you. Then where do you plan to go after this?”
“Why? Are you worried I’ll break my promise?”
“……”
To the messenger who did not deny it, Patrick said.
“I will cross over to the Kaisar Kingdom through the western border.”
“Would it be alright for us to provide an escort?”
The word was escort, but it really meant surveillance.
“You don’t want to see me get pissed off, so could you please not?”
“Understood. Then, if you’ll excuse me….”
The messenger bowed his head and retreated.
Although he retreated obediently, it was obvious that he would mobilize a large number of personnel from a distance to watch Patrick’s actions.
“There’s no other way. There’s no other way.”
As Patrick lamented, Isabella and Matthew approached and said.
“What’s going on?”
“It’s nothing. It’s just….”
“Just?”
“They told me not to fight Leona Maybus and to get out of the kingdom quickly.”
“…Huh?”
“Really?”
At the surprised reaction of the two, Patrick said bluntly.
“Do you think I’m lying?”
Patrick scratched his head and thought.
Thinking about it calmly….
‘It’s not that I don’t understand.’
The Decator Kingdom had three 7-star knights.
And two of them had lost to Patrick.
What would happen if the last remaining one, Leona Maybus, was also defeated?
Then all of the Decator Kingdom’s 7-star knights would have been defeated by Patrick.
It was a result that the Decator Kingdom had to avoid at all costs.
So the King had secretly sent a messenger.
He requested that Patrick leave the kingdom quickly, along with the message that he could not allow a duel with Leona Maybus.
Patrick said with regret.
“Aish, I was saving the most delicious thing for last.”
Leona Maybus.
She had two titles.
The Sword Queen, who had achieved the ultimate state as a woman.
And the second was the strongest knight of the Decator Kingdom.
Although they hadn’t competed to determine superiority, her evaluation was higher than that of Marquis Raines or Marquis Robski.
That’s why Patrick had saved her for last, but he hadn’t known the board would be overturned like this.
“Tsk, if she herself refused, I would have somehow scratched and clawed to drag her out.”
Yes.
You seem like you would.
“The royal family itself is refusing? There’s no other way.”
In terms of the Jianghu of his past life, isn’t this a case where he challenged someone to a duel, and the royal family directly stepped in and ordered ‘don’t do it’?
Of course, such a thing had never happened in the Jianghu, but it was something that could very well happen in this world.
Moreover, Leona Maybus was the current king’s aunt and also a member of the royal family.
“There’s no other way. Let’s give up and move on.”
This time, Patrick also decided to back down.
“It’s a pity. I wanted to meet her.”
Isabella was genuinely disappointed.
A fellow woman and a fellow royal woman.
The two had a lot in common.
Isabella personally admired Leona Maybus and had wanted to see her at least once.
But this couldn’t be helped.
Patrick cleanly let go of his lingering feelings and said.
“Let’s move on to the next country.”
“Alright.”
“We should.”
And so the party turned their horses and left the Decator Kingdom.
* * *
As an aside….
“Has the Double Dragon not arrived yet?”
“Do not worry. Mother, it is about time for him to arrive.”
“Hoh hoh. I’m looking forward to it.”
Leona Maybus was waiting for Patrick with such longing that her dead husband would be jealous in his grave.
Her age was seventy.
But except for her white hair, she maintained a youthful body.
There were many cases where one couldn’t slow down aging even with a high realm, but she was an exception.
Her intense daily training and her strong desire for a higher realm always kept her physical age at its peak.
In fact, her son in front of her looked older than her.
She, with such a great desire for a higher realm, was eagerly waiting for the duel with Patrick.
“You must not treat him rudely.”
“Do not worry. Mother. I have ordered all the soldiers and knights to treat him politely.”
“Yes. You should.”
The great Sword Queen said with an excited smile, as if she were a girl in love.
“Hoh hoh, I hope he comes quickly.”
I say again.
More often than not, things in the world don’t go according to plan.
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