Chapter 119

Chapter 119

Famous Horse

‘The strand of mana stone sales was caught.’

The two elders joining greatly acted. The two old men’s shill skill was considerable.

‘Farhansta’s help was also large.’

As Farhansta saying will help, the kingdom alliance route pioneering greatly acted.

“Captain, popularity is many from the elders.”

At Gilbert’s voice the thought broke. Raising the head, Gilbert was there with a sullen expression.

“It is thanks to well respecting superiors.”

“······Do you well respect superiors?”

Gilbert made an expression like an ugly desert fox.

“Do not make such an expression. Because the already ugly face becomes uglier.”

“I am not ugly. Popularity is many.”

“Yes, you the North’s crudeness is as is buried on the face. Degree that if someone wants to come to the North one can show your face.”

“······Is it praise?”

“All words depend on the one receiving.”

“I will think it is praise. Anyway, the kid.”

“Damien?”

“Yes, the kid.”

Gilbert nodded with a serious face. Recently Gilbert was exclusively teaching Damien.

“Is there some matter to Damien?”

“······That guy, on earth what?”

Gilbert seriously asked.

‘Damien—.’

According to the words of the Proxel family that is a demon race, Damien was a demon race’s illegitimate child.

‘Said the only illegitimate child.’

What was peculiar was Damien’s aura. Damien’s gray aura ate other aura.

Literally ate. Ate other aura and raised one’s size.

It was aura never heard. Aura is not Galahad’s specialty field, and because continuously busy recently once entrusted to Gilbert.

Gilbert showing such a reaction—.

“Asking who Damien is. Truly a Sir Gilbert-like question. Damien is Damien. In charge of the meal expenses in the Special Mission Unit.”

“That I also know though.”

“This, knew? Sir Gilbert, grew.”

“Are you teasing?”

“Oh, grew again.”

Gilbert furrowed his eyes. Soon Gilbert who exhaled a sigh continued the words.

“No matter how teaching not only not growing, becomes more crooked.”

“That child is a beast. Would a beast learn a sword?”

“Then how?”

At Gilbert’s question Galahad tapped the cigarette.

There was a guy similar to Damien in the Information Bureau days. The guy saying what a beast needs—.

“Continue the confrontation.”

It was combat to sharpen the claws. Not something like teaching.

Gilbert furrowed his face. Once nodded.

“Yes. Well, somewhat fun. If even a little gap arises the sword flies right away—.”

Gilbert slightly lowered the coat. A few faint scars were engraved on the neck. Things that were not before. Galahad’s eyes deepened.

“Sir Gilbert, soon will be caught up.”

“Ten years is early. Yet where did Gwen go?”

“Ah, because new teachers came. Attached.”

“New teachers?”

Then, the door opened. It was Adrianne of the usual indifferent face. Gilbert shortly raised a salute.

“His Highness the Grand Duke is looking.”

Galahad’s face furrowed.

“Me? Why?”

“Ordered the meeting of the 3rd Imperial Prince to Captain Galahad.”

Hmm—. Galahad let out a low groan.

“Seems His Highness the Grand Duke likes the captain a lot.”

Gilbert slyly giggled. At that Galahad nodded.

“Originally excellent ones receive interest anywhere.”

“Yes, well—.”

Gilbert furrowed his eyes and followed Galahad.

*

‘Hmm—.’

Galahad facing the Grand Duke let out a groan.

Whether the Grand Duke cannot feel the cold, was in a state of fully revealing the huge upper body.

‘Well because the skin is thick.’

The Grand Duke’s thick muscles that even bounced Galahad’s magic made a ppeudeuk— sound. To the extent suspecting whether there is ego in each muscle.

Although the Grand Duke itself’s appearance alone is sufficiently threatening, riding a magic beast doubled that ferocity.

The Grand Duke riding a magic beast where fire fully burns on the four feet, was an appearance one would believe even if just came out from the deepest place of Magic Realm.

‘Going out to meet in this state—.’

To the extent curious about the 3rd Imperial Prince’s reaction.

“Called?”

Galahad slightly bowed his head.

The Grand Duke gestured instead of answering. Theodore dragged something.

That was a black horse. It was a horse sorry to explain simply as a horse.

The black fur was glossy and smooth as if even applied oil. Receiving sunlight a bluish color faintly rose and a mysterious feeling was felt.

The horse’s brown eyes were full of uprightness. It was arrogant eyes not matching a horse.

Although the soldier pulled the reins, the horse was not dragged by the reins. It was the feeling of matching.

‘A famous horse.’

Galahad purely admired.

“Oh, it is the black wind. The black wind is the bloodline of the famous horse passed down generation to generation in the Grand Duke family. There is a legend that does not tire even running three days without eating.”

Gilbert quickly said. That face was red and saliva splashed from the mouth. It seemed fully excited.

Every time sitting on the coachman’s seat seemed liking horses very much. Truly knight-like.

Then, the horse looked at Galahad. The eye light was quite arrogant for a horse topic.

‘Eye fight with a horse.’

Because had no thought of losing to a horse did not avoid.

The horse slowly blinked its eyes.

“Oh oh—, comes! Comes—!”

Gilbert noisily chattered. Gilbert spit saliva on the palm and fully passed the head with that.

Gilbert who styled with saliva slightly went forward, yet the horse passed without even looking.

The horse that moved steps upright stood in front of Galahad.

At the gaze looking down at oneself Galahad furrowed his eyes.

“High.”

As Galahad tapped the cigarette and said, the horse slowly lowered exactly as if understood.

It seemed saying touch. No, it was the feeling of can you endure without touching.

‘Truly an arrogant horse.’

Stroked the head. How soft the fur, softer than high-class cloth.

“The black wind permitting the touch······! Yet why to the captain?”

Gilbert muttered with a face as if the world collapsed.

“Seems liking handsome.”

“Damn.”

Gilbert muttered an honest curse. Adrianne riding a pure white horse approached.

“It is twins with my horse, yet this child because the personality is so fussy there was no one who can ride. Yet seems liked Captain Galahad.”

At Adrianne’s explanation Galahad shook his head.

“This is not fussy.”

“···Yes?”

“It is exactly knowing one’s value.”

At Galahad’s indifferent words Gilbert made a fed up expression.

Just needed a horse, it was a very stylish gift.

Galahad satisfactorily laughed.

“Thank you.”

“Who is giving?”

At the Grand Duke’s counter Galahad raised the corners of his mouth.

Adrianne also, the Grand Duke also had horses. Particularly bringing a horse, it was clear trying to give to Galahad.

"Shame is many?"

"Guy—."

“Yes? Didn’t you say giving to Captain Galahad?”

At Adrianne’s innocent question the Grand Duke’s eyes fully furrowed. The Grand Duke’s blue eyes headed to Galahad. Galahad slightly moved behind Adrianne.

“Tch.”

The Grand Duke shortly clicked his tongue as if displeased.

Galahad laughed while stroking the horse’s nape. It was a famous horse one cannot price. The reason the Grand Duke bestowed such a famous horse to Galahad was obvious.

‘A bit of the shit line burned.’

It seemed Farhansta or the elders courting Galahad acted quite threateningly.

‘So one has to raise the body value.’

The Grand Duke soothing with reward not threat, a long stride development...

“The guests at the funeral are many.”

At the threat that continued right away Galahad laughed with a keul keul and pulled the reins.

The horse slowly lowered the posture.

‘A horse topic putting on weight.’

As riding the horse, the soft saddle received Galahad. The firm muscle under the soft fur was fully felt.

“Matches well.”

At Adrianne’s praise Galahad nodded.

“It is a cool horse matching the cool me.”

The horse snorted as if correct. Galahad tapped that nape.

“Ha··· cannot touch once?”

Gilbert requested in a desperate voice. Galahad who wanted to see the horse’s reaction nodded.

Gilbert laughed with a heuheu— and held out the hand to the horse.

Then the horse—.

Tte.

Spit saliva on Gilbert’s face.

Saliva continuously— flowed on Gilbert’s face.

“Says dislikes because ugly.”

The horse snorted. Gilbert laughed with a heuheo—. it was a truly dry laughter.

Then—.

Kung! A large sound was heard. Raising the head, the Grand Duke was far away. The magic beast the Grand Duke rides spit a terrible sound and kicked the ground.

“His Highness the Grand Duke shame is many.”

“······Yes?”

At Adrianne’s astonishment Galahad laughed and pulled the reins.

The horse softly ran. Cold wind long disheveled Galahad’s hair.

“Good.”

Galahad purely admired. Although rode numerous horses and magic power cars until now, the best among them.

Although arrogant, it was a certainly excellent horse.

“Heard the 3rd Imperial Prince came leading troops.”

Adrianne said in a monotonous voice.

“Would be so. Because a guy who only looks for a pretext to see blood.”

“Is it an acquaintance with the 3rd Imperial Prince?”

At Adrianne’s question Galahad pondered for a moment.

Should one say an acquaintance. Would that 3rd Imperial Prince remember Galahad? The possibility of not was large. Galahad shook his head.

“Heard the story a bit.”

“Ah, is that so.”

Somehow, Adrianne’s eyebrows fully went down.

“How did the ring become.”

“Ah, brought.”

Adrianne lightly nodded. At that Galahad held out the hand. Adrianne who was holding out the ring briefly paused.

“Where will you use?”

“It is a secret.”

Galahad thickly laughed.

Adrianne’s eyebrows shook.

Galahad tapped the cigarette. No need to hold the reins. The horse moved following the Grand Duke on its own.

Seemed forgot something······.

“Wait I—!”

Gilbert’s tearing scream was heard from far away.

*

‘A famous horse.’

Moved without even resting for a full half day, yet the horse far from tiring the eye light of regretting cannot run more.

‘Amazing.’

Galahad tapped the horse’s neck. The horse softly snorted.

Softly laughing and raised the head.

‘The North’s wall—.’

All around was white. The North’s wall at a glance looked just as a raging snowstorm.

Because that height is too high and the end is long to the extent not seen. Exactly seemed a world the snowstorm divided.

Certainly the North was quite excellent in architecture. It seemed the crude personality of excellent size and strength, and once doing and seeing acted.

Around the North’s wall soldiers hurriedly ran around. Shouts burst in places. A subtle tension was swollen.

“Hmm.”

The Grand Duke let out a low breath.

The Grand Duke’s presence erased all other things. At that the noisy noise became quiet in an instant.

Everyone lowered their heads looking at the Grand Duke. Numerous soldiers prostrating in the snowstorm was a spectacle.

“Open.”

The Grand Duke shortly ordered.

It was a situation where the 3rd Imperial Prince stationed in front leading troops. Opening without even examining the situation across—.

Ridiculously there was no one opposing.

“Open! Open!”

The soldiers busily moved. Stuck around the huge castle gate.

The Grand Duke untied the axe worn on the back and held in the hand. From that back ppeudeuk— ppeudeuk— sound continuously spread. The muscle wriggled as if alive.

‘Said meeting, why from the axe···.’

It seemed the meaning of meeting is different in the North.

The castle gate slowly opened. The snow between the castle gates long sprayed. The fierce snowstorm raged inside that.

Galahad narrowly opened his eyes and deeply sucked the cigarette.

As the snowstorm raged once, the view was secured.

Beyond the castle gate was a feast of gold.

Soldiers wearing gold armor were long standing to the extent the end is not seen. To the extent the sense of how many the number does not come. The flag with the empire emblem engraved roughly fluttered in the wind.

At the head of those soldiers deep yellow was brilliant. The empire’s sword, imperial knights.

Among the imperial knights there was one wearing particularly flashing armor. Whether fully covered with gold, brilliantly shone even in the raging snowstorm.

As the imperial family’s blood is so, that appearance was outstanding. However, there was no depth in those eyes, and madness undulated.

It was the 3rd Imperial Prince.

‘Still the same. No, became more severe?’

At the hostility as if looking for prey Galahad furrowed his eyes.

The 3rd Imperial Prince was hanging a huge sword on the shoulder, yet blood continuously dripped from that sword. The owner of the blood was in front of that. A chopped corpse was rolling.

It would be the empire’s prisoner. The 3rd Imperial Prince could not endure without seeing blood. Because of that always carried a prisoner so one can see anytime when blood is hungry. It was the 3rd Imperial Prince’s lunch box.

‘A sword master mad on blood.’

It was the 3rd Imperial Prince’s nickname. Although not an honorable nickname, the 3rd Imperial Prince proudly boasted around.

Not for nothing Galahad trying to process the 3rd Imperial Prince.

The 3rd Imperial Prince was a madman among madmen.

Then—.

The Grand Duke’s back roughly rippled. The sound of muscle twisting was continuously heard. As the muscle moved steam faintly rose.

Steam rising from a person’s body—.

“······!!”

The magic beast the Grand Duke rides roughly roared. The fire undulating on the magic beast’s feet melted the snow.

The Grand Duke stepped forward alone toward the large army.

Even though stepping forward alone, no one stopped.

It was a natural story. Even if there are hundreds of chickens, would one worry about the tiger.

Although stood alone in front of the large army, the Grand Duke’s presence did not yield even a little. No, rather the soldiers stirred.

The Grand Duke slowly looked around. Every place that gaze touches the soldiers largely flinched.

The Grand Duke’s gaze touched the 3rd Imperial Prince.

“The third dog bastard came.”

Those thick corners of the mouth savagely twisted. Yellowish and huge fangs were fully revealed.

The Grand Duke lowly exhaled breath. The Grand Duke’s momentum that was already blowing expanded in an instant.

That was not aura. Just momentum. The Grand Duke’s rough and barbaric momentum fully spread. The snowstorm became thin as if looking at the Grand Duke’s mood.

An existence pressing the great nature—.

Everyone was astonished. The soldiers largely staggered. Among them there was also one stepping back. Hundreds of soldiers shook like a wave.

Yet the 3rd Imperial Prince who faced the momentum from the front—.

“You would be the Grand Duke.”

Raised the corners of his mouth and aimed the sword at the Grand Duke. Blood continuously— flowed from the great sword.

Fighting spirit undulated in the 3rd Imperial Prince’s eyes. No, that was greed.

The Grand Duke let out a low laughter.

‘As expected a madman.’

The Grand Duke spewing such presence, or the 3rd Imperial Prince laughing facing him—. not for nothing called a madman.

At the confrontation of the two madmen everyone held their breath.

Although everyone concentrated on the two, Galahad was not looking at the two.

Because the ribbon shape brooch on the 3rd Imperial Prince’s cloak continuously whispered—.

Not two madmen. There is one more real madman, and that would become the largest problem—.

That problem was a little behind the 3rd Imperial Prince.

Between the hundreds of armed gold, a noble white fluttered.

It was the imperial princess. The imperial princess looked exactly at Galahad and laughed like a fully bloomed flower.

Yes, expected the imperial princess’s anger.

The problem was the imperial princess’s attire.

The imperial princess was wearing a very gorgeous pure white dress.

More than the jewels hanging all over the dress, the huge ribbon in that center drew the gaze.

That was not the attire of one invited to the engagement ceremony no matter who sees.

It was the engagement ceremony party.

‘It was a companion engagement.’

The worst card spread very gorgeously.