Chapter 372

Translator: Nat

Aegir POV

Mmmm

I let out a growl in my Goldonia residence .

Au funyi

I poke the cheek of Celia, who is resting on my lap like a cat .

This indescribably unsatisfied feeling remains in my heart .

We made a profit, I guess . It seems a little scary if you consider the defense though well, theres a way to do it .

Tristan comments with an inattentive face .

The way he is leaning lazily on the sofa is not an attitude one would expect of a subordinate in front of a superior .

Normally, Celia would kick him, except she is laying limply on my lap .

The problem is their morale travelling alone to Goldonia to take back their land . That really makes for a great heroic story . Its a little cheap for my taste though .

Heroic story? She paid money to buy it back .

I glance over at the corner of the mansion .

There, several heavy iron boxes are lined up . Filling those boxes are a total of 250 000 gold, which Wilhelmina left me after negotiations .

We were in the palm of their hand the moment we took it with us . No matter if they paid or not, the fact remains that their land returned . Small details can be exaggerated as much as they want .

When our gazes gather, Nonna, who is drinking tea near the boxes, twitches .

She can take some, she just has to say so before she does it . If the numbers dont match, Adolph will get mad .

Still, 250 000 gold will take quite an effort to bring back with us .

It would have been nice if the money was sent to my territory instead .

Maybe Ill leave it here .

That will be a problem . Please take it back with you somehow I cant relax if such a substantial sum is left here .

Dorothea panics .

True, keeping mountains of gold in a mansion with a woman and kids isnt the best idea .

There is no guarantee that idiots wont barge into the mansion despite being aware of who owns it .

Leopolt and Adolph would have something to say about that .

Oh I know, Ill say it was a decision Tristan made arbitrarily .

Please dont! Those two take jokes like that seriously besides, this couldnt be avoided . With the king there, we couldnt do anything . By the time I grasped the entire situation, we were losing .

Tristan shrugs his shoulders and drinks the rest of his tea .

Then he places a cushion on the side of his head and lays down sideways .

Im watching you, drinking tea and eating snacks and taking naps like that .

Auauu hah!

Celia makes a reluctant face when I release her cheek from my teasing, then light fills her eyes again .

Looking around warily, she discovers the sleeping Tristan nearby .

Tristan! What do you think youre doing, shamelessly taking a nap in broad daylight in front of Aegir-sama like that!

Celias kick lands squarely on Tristan and makes a resounding whack like a futon being slapped .

Oww! Youre going to break my ass, my body is delicate

Silence! Wake up!

Celia forces Tristan to stand .

How noisy . I cant sleep peacefully like this .

As if changing places, Brynhildr sits in the spot next to me .

Nn .

Then she takes my hand and brings it to her cheek .

She must have been watching what I was doing with Celia .

mu, that is good .

I imagine poking her in the same manner would likely upset her so I brush her cheek softly instead, which she seems to be fine with and leans against me .

Be careful on your way back .

Brynhildr warns without turning her face to me .

Careful? This isnt enemy territory .

Fool

She pinches and twists my thigh . When she does it with her strength, it really hurts even though she holds back .

You are an excellent military man, however many military men die not in the battlefield, but the palace . Not by an arrow head, but by a poisonous blade . I have lived more than ten times longer than you, it wouldnt hurt you to trust me .

Yeah, I guess .

Brynhildr takes my other hand into her hand, grips it and continues speaking .

Humans die really, really easily .

Brynhildr gives me an upward look before biting my neck .

She wasnt trying to suck my blood . It was more of a playful bite .

I will protect you . Still, you should also do your part to be careful . Let that Tristan brat do something now . You should listen obediently .

I get this troubling feeling when she says she will protect me .

Her strength does not match her appearance .

When Dorothea looks over at us with slight concern on her face, one stare from Brynhildr weakens her knees and drops her to the floor on her ass .

Brynhildr directs her gaze away from Dorothea and back at me .

If youre going to die, die by my side . Then I can make you live as my servant eternally .

Brynhildrs widened eyes shine brightly like a light .

Wilhelminas eyes were amazing yesterday, although no match for these .

Becoming her servant means becoming a vampire .

That wont do .

Why!?

Her shining eyes narrow in displeasure and she bops me on the head .

The ominous atmosphere vanishes .

Hahaha, because I wont be able to have an orgy under the blue sky .

Stupid! Idiot!! How dare you treat me with that attitude!? Should I kill you on the spot!?

When I jokingly end the conversation, Brynhildr comes at me .

Her child-like pummeling is actually a flurry of heavy hits .

If I were to become a vampire for real, Lucy would definitely not welcome it, and she would not come with me . Thats what I was thinking .

Nonna and I finish socializing with Erich, Kenneth and the others, and will be heading back to our territory right away .

Our stay was planned for a longer duration, though negotiations ended in one day .

Leopolt and Adolph joint signed a message telling me to hurry back as well .

As the carriage slowly rides off in the dead of night, Brynhildr and Nonna stare at each .

This carriage is meant for husband and wife .

Nonna puffs her enormous chest out to threaten Brynhildr to no effect .

Brynhildr doesnt say anything and only maintains a condescending gaze .

She doesnt have much interest in humans as a whole, much less Nonna .

Brynhildr, dont be cruel to Nonna . Shes my precious wife .

I warn her since I cant have her ignoring me or Nonna .

Nonna is slightly happier when I stand up for her, which annoys Brynhildr who noticeably clicks her tongue and speaks out .

I said I would protect you . I would make it in time if you were alone and a short distance away, but when fun bags like those get in my way, I cant afford to make any mistakes . Therefore, I need to stay beside you .

Thats all Brynhildr says before she swiftly turns her face to the side, which infuriates Nonna this time .

F-fun bags, you said!? How dare you insult me like that as the legal wife!

I call it like I see it . I do have to say, you have the ability to cry out at night like a beast .

Brynhildr retorts monotonously, to which Nonna turns red and stands up with her arm pulled back as if ready to slap the vampire .

Tch .

!!?

Before I could get in between them, Brynhildrs eyes widen .

Instantly, Nonna falls back on her ass with her hand still raised .

Her legs are trembling like a fearful rookie soldier heading out to his first battle .

Brynhildr!

Not my fault . She was going to come at me with her udders, so I defended myself .

Normally, such a big deal would not be made over a stare, except her stares are no joke .

In the past, a random guy tried to mess with Brynhildr and one stare made him soil his pants and pass out .

I quickly sit Nonna back down .

Good, nothing leaked out . I let out a sigh of relief as I pat Nonnas head softly .

There, there, Im right here for you . Calm down and take deep breaths .

Why do Nonna and Brynhildr get along so poorly?

I look at Nonna, who is sobbing into my chest, and Brynhildr who is watching in disgust .

Does it bother you?

does what bother me? Try saying it .

Im not that cruel .

The body of a vampire has stopped growing .

When Brnyhildr looks to pounce on me, I hear the vigilant Celia shout out .

According to Tristans suggestion, the escort unit is deployed in a wide formation instead of crowding around the carriage .

Enemy attack! Bandits are looking to surround us!

Bandits, eh?

The carriage comes to a sudden stop and the escort unit forms a perimeter .

Their response was quick in part due to the spread-out alignment used in battle to discover the enemy .

I leave Nonna in the middle of the carriage, grab my sword and take a peek outside .

There shouldnt be any bandits on the road from the capital to Rafen .

With that said, its hard to keep tabs on every small moving group of people away from a city .

Aiming for us, how foolish!

Nonnas right . Small-time bandits conventionally target peddlers when security is lax and lone travelers .

Choosing to take on a party with an escort is much too reckless .

There is a valid reason though .

We have 250 000 gold behind us .

It is such an eye-popping amount of money that bandits flock to us regardless of how disadvantaged they may be .

Government officials in the palace are aware that I have received money from Wilhelmina, so its possible that they leaked information under the influence of alcohol or because they were threatened .

Bandits doing it for money, huh .

Brynhildr looks at me and smirks .

The party of travelers to our rear have also been dragged into this mess!

I hear a high-pitched scream as Celia gives a further report .

So the traveler is a young girl?

Not good! A woman is going to be killed!

Hey y-, idiot!

Brynhildr chases me after I dash out .

In my peripheral vision, I see Celia and the escort unit already engaging the enemy .

Im not going to let bandit scum get near Aegir-sama!

Celia hits up an extended spear and stabs the enemy in the throat .

The bandit dies without saying a word .

Celia blocks the sword of another enemy coming from the side with her shield, then slices off the mans hand at the wrist .

The sword she pulled out of the first enemy thrusts like a flash of light and buries deep into the eye of the bandit who lost his hand .

This is no time for us to stare blankly .

If we cant get rid of mere bandits, we are not worthy of being escorts!

The bandits could not hope to overpower the other escort squad members whose statures and equipment are superior to theirs and were thus repelled to the ground .

After falling, the unsightly men were finished off either with swords or metal military boots .

Corpses of bandits started to pile up while the escort unit remained unharmed .

It was a one-sided affair . I could have taken a nap in the carriage and everything would have been alright .

The same could not be said for the group travelling behind us .

Nooo!

Uwah!

The husband of what looks to be a newly-wed couple collapses after his arm gets cut, then the wife is picked up onto a bandits shoulder .

My moneeyy!

A merchant is kicked in the face and the purse he clutches tightly is ripped from his hands .

Clinging to a party with an escort would ensure a safe journey .

Such thinking was a travelers iron rule, though not this time .

Celia and the others will prioritize protecting my carriage, abandoning those who follow us .

Sometimes fate is cruel, but only when were talking about men .

The newly-wed wife will likely be captured and horribly raped, plus I also see others such as a fallen mother who is bleeding and a little girl crying .

Trash who cut defenseless girls do not deserve to live .

I mutter as I swing my sword .

The bandit desperately puts his sword up to block, although my sword goes right through his weapon and caves in his rusted helmet .

In reaching his skull, the bandit twitches uncontrollably before collapsing .

I smile at the woman who is released from the grip of the corpse and then swiftly twist my body .

A blade from behind aimed at my neck narrowly passes by without touching me .

Stumbling forward from missing, his chest is open for me to swing my sword, except I cant cut him in half .

Thinking it was strange, I take a look at my sword and find it was bent after the first attack .

Mu, it was a ceremonial one?

I instinctively grabbed the sword at my hip .

With how bulky the longsword is, it couldnt be kept in the same carriage .

Ill use it as a metal club then .

Using purely strength, I whack the enemy who charges from the side with the bent sword .

Bu gbh

I cant cut through leather armor with this bent thing, however I certainly felt his internal organs being crushed .

After that strike, the sword is completely bent out of shape and hard to wield .

I crouch down to pick up an enemys sword .

Now, go for it!

Yeah!

Two bandits run at me .

Thinking I have to use my hands to deal with them, I suddenly feel a gust of wind from my back .

A pair of glowing red eyes draw a line horizontally through the dark of night .

The speed at which those eyes moved was in a different dimension than the approaching bandits and I could hear the black figure whisper something in my ear .

Its dangerous, dummy .

Brynhildr overtakes me and flies at the two bandits .

Seeing the girl only shocked the bandits briefly, not deterring them from following through with their actions, since they were individuals who could care less about cutting down a female .

Their swords were swung at Brynhildr with no hesitation whatsoever

Then, I heard two wet impacts .

No screaming or deathroes came after .

Gross

Brynhildr mumbles miserably .

Her arms were crossed over each other after being swung .

I dont see the two bandits anywhere . Only their remains could be found .

A few seconds later, two heads plopped to the ground .

Similarly, a right leg, a left leg, a hip bone, and guts separated from the lower halves of each of the bandits scattered about .

Everything else from the chest up was missing .

Taking a hit from her reduced their bodies into tiny pieces .

Impure dregs of blood mixed with indiscernible bits of flesh dye the grass dried up by the winter .

Aah!! Aegir-sama has left the carriage!! Everyone, hurry to him!

Celia realizes I rushed out and scurries over .

Nonna is still in the carriage .

I also see Tristan crawl under the wagon .

Escort unit, protect the carriage! I wont be defeated by bandits .

My command stops the escort unit from running to me and they stay put to guard the carriage, although Celia comes anyway .

It happened right when I thought everything was going to be okay now that more than half of them were wiped out .

Dont let your guard down .

A beautiful voice rings and then a beautiful white hand sticks out in front of my face .

There was a thud and that beautiful hand was ruthlessly pierced with a crossbow bolt .

Its the second wave .

Brynhildr emotionlessly pulls the bolt out of her hand and sticks it in front of me .

I dont know the specifics, but it was coated in poison . A little scratch would put your life in jeopardy .

She snaps it in half and casually tosses it away .

Brynhildr

Poisons dont work on me . The wound will heal in no time . More importantly

I hear a whistling in the wind . This time Brynhildr didnt move .

Aah, this is what theyre betting on .

There are three distinct sounds, all aimed at me .

I know theyre coming so I wont get hit .

Tilting my head, I dodge the first one, then I deflect the second with my bent sword, and then I knock away the third with my cloak-wrapped arm .

Geez, dont run out on your own!

Celia complains as she reunites with me, only to get into a defensive stance right away .

At the same time, a group dressed entirely in black seems to ooze out from the darkness .

They dont pay any attention to the writhing bandits or the travelers . They focus only on me .

Heh, so the bandits are throwaways . They wanted to create chaos and kill me in the confusion .

The gold wasnt their goal .

They were targeting me from the beginning .

The group, covered head to toe in black robes, smoothly and silently forms a circle around us .

Ill call the escort unit over!

I send a signal to Celia .

No, theyll come before that .

The black-clothed individuals rush forward in unison the moment I finish speaking .

There are five attackers; Celia takes on one, while Brynhildr and I take on two each .

None of them shout or yell . In fact, even their breathing is quiet .

No more useless talk comes from my mouth either as I take my bent sword, pick up a rusted sword from a dead enemy, and fend off the two attacks simultaneously .

Metal clanging echoes in the night .

Their slashes are not particularly heavy, its just my weapons are so poor that they will break after a few uses .

Besides, their swords are purple-colored . Poison is without a doubt being used .

Im worried about Celia too, so I want to finish this quickly .

Tch!

I click my tongue and jump backwards .

Judging my bent sword wont last much longer, I decided it was best to distance myself briefly .

I know those guys wont let me .

The two enemies accelerate without a sound and give chase .

Unlike the calculated and coordinated attack earlier, there is a slight discrepancy in their sudden pursuit .

They fell for it .

Hmph .

The foot I took a step back with pushes hard off the ground to propel me in the opposite direction .

In addition, I throw the two swords in my hands .

!?

I cant clearly see their faces while theyre covered up, but I can tell my move surprised them .

Its too late now .

They charge forward at me and I charge forward at them .

They cant change direction and there isnt enough time to show off their swordsmanship .

Even so, they prove to be skilled opponents as my swords get deflected by a sword or an arm guard under their robe .

However, that was the only action they could take .

My right fist collides with the face of one of the assailants before he could reach for a short sword .

I got in a blow with all my strength behind it .

The shape of my fist is imprinted in his face, his nose is caved in and an eyeball pops out of its socket .

Surely, this is the end for him .

!

My left hand was slightly delayed compared to my right, allowing the other enemy some time to react .

Seeing how he wont make it in time with his sword, he crosses his arms to block my fist .

If I let my punch land, I can crush his arms, though I dont know what kind of hidden trick he might have .

I want to finish him with certainty .

Take this .

I open my fist up and grab his crossed arms, letting the momentum from my run push him to the ground .

Guh!

That was the first time I heard a grunt from the enemy .

It must mean the impact wasnt shabby, even so, he immediately reaches into his chest and tries to get up .

I wont let you .

I drop down with my knee right into his solar plexus .

Bones crack and I could hear his heart bursting, which forces his arms and legs to stretch out briefly before he completely loses strength .

That does it for my side .

Celia, are you alright!?

Yes!

Celia, who replies energetically, is fighting on equal terms with her shortsword-wielding opponent .

She is using a one-handed sword plus a shield and looks capable of pushing back the foe, but is as expected, being cautious because of poison .

I was about to help her at that point .

Yaaaaah!!

Celia charges at the enemy in a low stance .

The enemy quickly intercepts and the weapons of both sides create sparks in the night .

Celias shield knocks the enemys short sword away, however the enemy takes another short sword and aims to cut Celias wrist, so she reluctantly lets go of her sword .

Of course the enemy looks to finish her off soon, swing his sword fiercely .

Celia moves faster, evading every slash by a hairs breadth, until she finds an opening to land a kick to the stomach .

Seei!

She gets an attack in, except the kick corresponds to Celias weight and is equally light .

To a trained opponent, it wont have any effect .

Im sure the enemy anticipated that and took her attack on purpose .

A kick involves large movements and in turn creates large openings .

Ga guh

Surprisingly, the enemy holds his stomach and squats down in pain .

I can see blood dripping to his feet .

Its over!

Daggers fly towards both of the enemys eyes, instantly killing him once they hit .

Celia has won .

As Celia puffs out her chest with pride, I notice something glimmer at her feet with the help of moonlight .

Her steel boot had a blade sticking out of it .

So you fitted your boots with a sharp blade? How clever .

Many people would not consider a kick from Celia as a threat .

If they were confident in their bodies, they could invite her attack and look to counter .

I guess thats how she came up with the idea to add an extra element of lethality .

Celia kicked Tristan with the same boots this afternoon . They probably have some trick to them so the blade stays hidden when not needed .

It sounds like terrified-sounding complaints are coming from underneath the carriage, although now is not the time to be worrying about that .

Woah!

I couldnt help shouting when I laid eyes on Brynhildr .

A dagger was sticking into her stomach, chest, neck, and eyeball .

fumu .

I mindlessly run toward the enemy, then I hear Brynhildr mumble like nothing happened, stopping me in my tracks as fast as I started moving .

Right, it takes more than that to kill her .

This is really bad for my heart though . It definitely stopped beating for a second .

Mm, take in all the worry .

Brynhildr completely takes her eyes off the enemies and turns to me with a smile while pulling the daggers out from her body .

The small trickles of blood from the holes stops right away and the wounds also close up in an instant .

The enemies look at each other .

They are probably wide-eyed in shock under their robes .

It might have hurt a little if it was daytime .

Daggers are thrown again .

Their blades are purple, indicating the liberal use of poison .

For me at night, these toys are

Brynhildr brushes away a dagger with her bare hand .

A clank sound was made on contact like her hand was also a metal object .

That wont get through .

She grabs the last dagger, brings it to her face, then sticks out her tiny red tongue and licks the blade in a suggestive manner .

!!

Brynhildr, who is smiling after licking the poison capable of killing someone from a scratch, is beyond the enemys comprehension .

No one could have predicted a vampire protecting me and fighting for me .

How will you entertain me next? Ill take on whatever you have if its interesting . Quickly now-

The enemy fires a small crossbow before Brynhildr finishes speaking .

I saw that in the beginning . Are you out of options?

Brynhildr sticks her hands out, catches the bolt in between her index and middle finger, then tosses it away .

Boring . I guess this is it .

As the enemy desperately draws his sword, Brynhildr runs forward .

No, I dont know if that can be considered running .

The most I can see when straining my eyes is her after images .

Ueh?

To the enemy and to Celia, it must have seemed like Brynhildr disappeared .

I have to be careful that the insides dont spill out .

Brynhildrs small hands grab the enemys shoulder and spins him around .

It made a nasty twisting sound Ive never heard before .

Hiih!

This is

Even Celia, who is accustomed to scenes on the battlefield, couldnt help shrieking in surprise .

Its a natural reaction .

After all, the enemy soldiers lower half is standing as usual while the upper half is twisted around twice .

His stomach area has the same screw-like pattern as a cloth being wrung .

I could manage twisting someones head around, but this is outside of a humans realm .

Brynhildr abandons the spasming enemy who didnt even know what was going on and then turns her attention to the other one .

Mm .

She stops the downward sword swing with the palm of her hand, then she grabs the enemy by the collar and tosses him straight up into the air .

The enemy was launched up like a catapult and flies vertically like a rock, disappearing into the night sky .

123 hes not coming down .

11 12 13

Celia counts with me and reaches 15 when the enemy comes falling down head-first into the ground .

Im left wondering how high he flew instead of whether hes alive or dead .

Hes probably a horrible mess so I dont want to look under the robe .

That should take care of all the bandits and assassins .

There are no others .

Brynhildr mutters and returns to my side .

Since Brynhildr says so, the escort unit scanning the perimeter is a bit of a wasted effort .

Her eyes are even better than an owls at night .

U um

Seeing that everything has settled down, the woman who was about to be captured, comes over .

Are you hurt?

No! Thank you very much . If I was