Edvard could clearly see that this was Boris's father, despite having normal-looking brown hair unlike his son's. Edvard also knew that this man had not fought in the battle. He had stayed behind the villagers even, simply looking on from his high vantage point atop the horse.
There were even four knights standing beside him. Evidently his protectors, yet their help would have been far more appreciated at the gate.
"Father this is Edvard." Boris quickly jumped in and replied.
"The man who killed Zoran? Guards, arrest this man!" The man shouted, his bodyguards taking a step forward but nothing more.
None of them wished to die for a simple command, especially when their lord's son seemed to be against the order. They also felt it was wrong to arrest this man after his help. What was the murder he had done compared to the lives of the entire village?
"Father! He just saved our village!" Boris shouted, jumping between the elite knights of their ma
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"It's simple, tell me what the hell is going on in this kingdom. And don't skimp on any details, I want to figure out my next move.”, ‘Stumbling about without knowing will just keep putting me in the spotlight.’ Edvard replied, knowing that every time he asked something basic people would know he wasn't a native. He could try and play it like he was from a different kingdom, but he didn't even know what other kingdoms there were. So, if anyone had knowledge of them, he would quickly be exposed. "How can you know nothing?" Boris asked in utter confusion. "It doesn't matter, just tell me what is going on. Let's start with your village and your rank as nobles." "Well… That is quite embarrassing, we aren't true nobles…" Boris paused as he said this. "You see, in some cases, such as the one with my great-grandfather. A knight who has earned a great deal of merits will be given a village as a reward for their service. Normally it would be a well-est
"When you manage to connect with Ether," Boris continued, "It increases your speed and strength drastically, while also massively improving your health. In the stories bards sing and parents read to us as children, knights can even cleave mountains and sever the heavens." 'Sounds like martial arts fantasy. Yet, the Vespes had clearly used magic more commonly related to spells.' Edvard thought. "Alright, that is the flashy quick explanation. Now, how do you become a knight?" "You have to have an affinity with Ether. Some people train their entire lives and never manage to become a knight." 'That likely means I can't do it.' Edvard thought, doubting that he would have a talent for something magical as someone from Earth. It didn't bother him mu
In these wars, saints would be born, people who believe in Evet and show great combat potential. They would be given many blessings, greatly improving their power and bringing their status to just below that of a Duke. In court, they were considered as having the same standing as a Duke as a whole. Yet, even if they had only one vote as a collective, this was still a truly shocking amount of influence. In court, the four dukes, saints, pope, and king were the only ones with a true say on how the kingdom would be ruled. Other nobles can try to voice their opinions, but if a duke did not support them, it would never be more than an opinion. "Thanks for sharing," Edvard said as he thought about all he had learned. He felt confident he could at least convey himself as a peasant now.
With that settled they continued their travels. Vanja often grumbled, and her grumbling grew as the days passed. They never went hungry thanks to Edvard's hunting skills, however, everyone other than Edvard quickly became tired. "Can we take a break?" Vanja asked, by now her clothes were mostly ripped. This being the first time she went out she hadn't realized how fragile her noble dress would be. She was still wearing it because the other clothing she had packed was of a similar design. This just made her grumpier, she would often stare at Edvard. Angry that he could now see so much of her. Edvard of course didn't care for her problems nor for her body. To him, she was still a child. Indeed, she was just 14. In Eskrat that might be considered the age for marriage, but that certainly wasn't Ed
Nodding after confirming that they understood, Edvard took the lead as they continued their struggle through the overgrowth. Luckily, his blade seemed to be great at cutting through the particularly thick bushes. While Edvard didn't like doing so, fearing it might damage the blade, it had become necessary if they wanted to continue on. While at it, he also made sure to do his best to keep an eye out for any movement. Never letting any animal get past him unaware. He even sniped a few, normally for dinner. Finally, they made it out of the dense part of the forest. With the plants clearing up, especially the ferns and other ground-based vegetation becoming less, the brother and sister felt like they were now floating. Being able to move without a constant struggle was a truly strange and wonderful feeling. A few hours later they refound the road, and as the sun was going down, they arrived at the town. Massive, white-washed walls with im
"And how long would that be?" Edvard asked, trying to keep his dislike out of his voice. "Holy wars are normally only waged for anywhere from five to twenty years." The guard replied, he too didn't like the situation that the war placed them in. Though he would never admit it aloud so directly. He liked his cozy position; he also likes his head attached to his shoulders. "But... It has to be better further into the kingdom!" Vanja suddenly shouted, only for the guard to shake his head in sad denial. This caused her to shiver as she recalled the attack that had happened during their journey. Edvard had quickly taken care of it, and if not for him, she did not know if they would have managed to come out of it unscathed. Talking about fighting monsters was completely different from the real deal. That she had learned very quickly in their recent encounter. There was no warning, just a sudden attack. She realized that she and her brother would have missed
Edvard had no wish to rely on them for housing and food. He wanted to get to work as soon as he could. The sooner he started, the sooner he could start making some sort of network to help him gain a foothold and hopefully a way to search for the others. The money he made would also certainly come in handy when he needed things done. He most certainly didn't plan on relying on the two kids. The reason he had agreed to have them join was he needed someone who knew the way, however, in the end, he had needed to find the way for them in the dense overgrowth. Things go wrong, this Edvard had long since accepted. He might still be able to use the kids, thus he would keep contact with them. At the very least, they could be his backup. "I assume that means you aren't going to join me in signing up as a monster hunter?" Edvard asked and got the expected shake of the head. "No, I don’t wish to endanger Vanja by going on quests. I know there is no way sh
'This war seems to be a real problem for this kingdom.' Edvard thought, shocked that such a key part of the kingdom could be in such disarray. The monster hunter association was the only way outside of nobles fielding their own army to combat the influx of monsters. This, along with the condition of the roads and what the guard had shared, Edvard realized that the kingdom must be close to collapse. Making him worry for the others, the collapse of a nation most certainly will lead to harder times for all. However, it would also make a unique situation where he might be able to grasp some important role that could lead to him finding the others. First, he needed to secure his own life through confirming the coming dangers and opportunities. Edvard sighed as he turned to the young lady. "Alright then, I would like to sign up." "I'm sorry, but... You're not a knight, are you?" "I'm not, but I am confident in my skills." "Be that as it may,