“Is it that bad?”
“There are worse things.”
“What?”
Logan thought, “What could be worse than nobles fighting in the State Council?”
Philip replied, “It started when Fallon Davis, from the First Prince’s faction, became the Minister of Finance. Larry Clett, from the Second Prince’s faction and Fallon’s rival, accused Fallon of corruption to the King.”
“Count Davis is not fit to be the Minister of Finance; he should be incorruptible!” Philip said.
Philip continued, “Fallon, in turn, accused Larry of corruption, and eventually, they started exposing each other’s secrets and tearing each other down.”
“The funny thing was that, in the process, the corruption of many nobles from both the First and Second Prince’s factions was revealed,” Philip explained.
“Immediately, the two withdrew their accusations and apologized, claiming it was all a joke born of jealousy,” Philip said.
“They even destroyed the evidence together, acting like friends,” Philip added.
“They made a mockery of the royal court with their fighting,” Philip concluded.
“They’re a bunch of idiots. And the royal family just stood by?” Logan asked.
“What could they do? They don’t have power. The King seems to be benefiting from the competition between the two groups. It seems like a good choice for the royal family,” Philip replied.
“I suppose you could see it that way,” Logan said.
Logan thought Roger Biprose might be doing the same thing.
He realized the King wasn’t the immediate problem, but he didn’t feel relieved. The path ahead was still daunting.
‘Of all the princes, the only reasonable one, the Third Prince, is the one without any power,’ Logan thought, sighing.
The current King hadn’t had an heir since he was young. As he got closer to forty, he took consorts because the nobles wanted him to, and that’s where the trouble started.
The two dukes wanted their families to be powerful. They hoped to give the King sons. Their daughters became the King’s consorts. Soon, both women were pregnant and had sons at almost the same time.
That alone showed the trouble to come. Nearly ten years later, nineteen years ago, the Queen became pregnant at forty and gave birth to the Third Prince.
He didn’t have powerful relatives, but he was still the Queen’s son, the legitimate heir. But his birth wasn’t entirely welcomed.
As the Third Prince grew, his talent and character were so amazing that he seemed like the reincarnation of the founding king.
His two older brothers were always angry and acted like they were better than everyone. They caused problems all the time.
People said the Third Prince was the true royal talent.
The King loved the Third Prince, but the two dukes, the First and Second Princes’ grandfathers, didn’t leave the Third Prince alone.
They made excuses to stop him from getting more power.
The King tried to use his power to help the Third Prince, but he couldn’t do too much. If the King had lived longer, things might have been different. But this winter, just before the Third Prince became an adult, the King died suddenly, and a big civil war started.
For the Third Prince, everything went wrong.
The First Prince was supported by his grandfather, Duke Huan Douglas, a powerful mage.
The Second Prince was supported by his grandfather, Duke Jordan Valterheim, the kingdom’s richest noble and a superhuman.
The Third Prince couldn’t compete with either of them and was about to be killed first.
The leader of the neutral nobles, whom both powerful groups wanted on their side, declared, “It is the will of the late King. If you spare the Third Prince’s life, I will be the sword of the new King.”
The Third Prince was saved, but he was locked away in the palace for the rest of his life.
The First Prince and Duke Huan Douglas won the civil war and became king. They got rid of all the nobles who opposed them, which made the country weak.
The First Prince ruled cruelly. He kept making the country worse and worse until the war with the Empire started five years later.
During the Imperial War, the King used Ronian recklessly, not even letting his family protect itself. He left them as a shield to protect Grang before running away.
‘I will never let that bastard become king,’ Logan thought.
He could never allow the history of his past life to repeat itself.
He needed to change things somehow.
‘The Second Prince is no different from the First Prince. If anyone becomes king, it must be the Third Prince,’ Logan thought.
It would be difficult, but he had to do it. He had to quickly end the Three Years’ War, which was destroying the country.
He had to do a lot to make those things happen.
He had some ideas…
“I’m going to have to work my tail off,” Logan muttered.
“Yes?” Philip asked.
“No, thanks for your hard work. Finish up Imporic as soon as possible and come to the Swordmaster’s estate. I’ll be staying there for a while,” Logan said.
“Y-yes?” Philip replied.
“I’ll let you know what to do after that,” Logan said.
Logan left Philip looking surprised and led his group to the Swordmaster’s mansion.
* * *
“Identity verification complete. Please come inside,” the knight said.
Logan nodded and followed him. The knights, including Henderson, were looking around, amazed by the mansion where the Swordmaster spent most of the year. Logan didn’t bother to scold them.
‘Any knight from Grandia would be like that,’ he thought.
He had been like that too, when he brought Imporic as a gift, hoping to connect with the Swordmaster.
“Young master, wouldn’t it be helpful to the family if I got along with a maid from the Duke’s family? Please introduce me to that pretty maid over there… Ah, it hurts! My hand, my hand! I’m just kidding, just kidding!” Rick said.
Rick was fascinated by other things and needed some discipline.
Soon after following the knight, Logan saw someone walking toward them. A man in his thirties with a gentle face, who looked good in the knight’s uniform.
He saluted the knight and bowed slightly to the group.
“You must be Young Master Logan? Please follow me. The Duke is waiting for you. The others can follow Sir Herman,” he said.
Logan hadn’t seen him when he visited the mansion before. But he felt strangely familiar and looked at him closely.
“Ah…!” Logan exclaimed.
“Is there something wrong? Have I been rude?” the man asked.
“Ah, no. You look a lot like someone I know… Is your name…?” Logan asked.
“I’m so sorry! I forgot to introduce myself. I am Louis Heion, Duke Felix’s assistant. Please forgive me,” the man said.
“I knew it…” Logan muttered.
“Yes?” Louis asked.
“No, please lead the way,” Logan replied.
“Then,” Louis said.
Logan watched Louis walk away with a gentle smile, filled with emotion.
The Louis Heion that Logan remembered was strong and tough, not gentle like this. He always remembered the two long sword scars on his face, a veteran of many battles.
‘Commander Louis, you never talked about it, but you were from here,’ Logan thought.
Logan remembered the past.
“What good is it for a knight who failed to protect his lord to talk about his origins? I will dedicate my life to the independence of Grandia. Isn’t that the same for you?”
Logan stood frozen, the Sword Master’s hopeful gaze fixed on him. The air in the room seemed to thicken. Logan knew, deep down, that refusal was impossible, even if he wanted to. He swallowed hard, his throat suddenly dry.
Logan was focused on revenge. But the leader of the Grandia Liberation Front was different. He had big ideas about making the world better.
Suddenly, Logan remembered the last time he saw the leader. It was so clear, like it happened just yesterday.
– I ask you this favor. You are the only one proficient in ancient languages right now. Memorize it no matter what. If necessary, burn the book, but keep the contents in your head and pass them on to someone talented. If even that is not possible……
At that time, along with the secret sword techniques, the leader had given Logan something else… something Logan couldn’t quite remember.
‘Hmm? Another object?’
Zzzzzing!
“Ugh!”
“Young Master! What’s wrong?”
Louis, who was walking slightly ahead, supported Logan with a surprised look.
Soon, the warmth and voice of the same person covered the old memories, and the memories that were about to surface disappeared in an instant.
“Ah…….”
“Are you alright?”
It felt like an important memory, but as his headache faded, the memory vanished completely, leaving his mind empty.
“Ah, thank you. Lieutenant Louis… I guess I didn’t sleep well.”
“……You must take better care of your body when you are young. Even if you feel fine now, the aftereffects will all come back when you get older. Take good care of yourself.”
Louis’s words reminded Logan of something he used to say in his past life. It felt strange to hear someone younger say it now.
Seeing Louis, who is much younger now than he was then, saying the same thing, it seemed that it was his habit.
Hearing those words, his dazed mind seemed to snap back to reality.
‘Whatever memory it is, it is now a thing of the past. All I have to do is make sure it doesn’t happen in this life.’
There is no reason to regret it, and no reason to try to recall it.
Logan let go of his lingering feelings with a light sigh and followed Louis again.
Without noticing the strange feeling inside him.
“Then, I’ll see you later.”
“Yes.”
Before the greeting with Louis was even over, a clear voice was heard from inside the door.
“What are you doing not coming in!”
Tsk.
Barely managing to contain the burst of laughter, Logan opened the door to the Sword Master’s office.
Creak!
What he saw as soon as he opened the door was a blonde middle-aged man with a bright smile and a pregnant noblewoman standing next to him.
The couple’s expressions looked so bright. In particular, the seventy-year-old man, who was only middle-aged in appearance, seemed more energetic than when he had seen him before.
“It’s been a while. I’m glad you seem to be in good health.”
As he bowed politely, it was not the Sword Master but his wife who responded to the greeting first.
“Logan, it must be you! My husband has told me so much about you. We are both so very grateful for everything.”
The Duchess, with her round and gentle impression, blushed slightly as she said those words.
I know she’s almost forty, but she still looked like a girl with her shy appearance.
“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Madam. You are indeed as beautiful as I’ve heard. Now I know why my teacher boasted so much.”
“Oh, really?”
When she looked at her husband with a disbelieving face, her husband shouted with a slightly reddened face.
“This guy is talking nonsense as soon as he sees me! Stop flattering me. You’re a heartless guy who wouldn’t have come if I hadn’t put on that act.”
“That’s not entirely true, Sword Master. I was planning to visit… eventually. Maybe not *today* if you hadn’t sent the message.”
The Duchess looked surprised as the teacher and student playfully teased each other. Then, both men suddenly laughed.
“Haha. So, what was Roger’s expression like?”
“You should have seen it in person. It was really the best. He he he.”
This was only the second time they had met in person.
The decision to become teacher and disciple was also an relationship created by a unilateral notification through magic communication, but because the footprints they left in each other’s lives were so great, they felt a deep affection regardless of the period.
“Anyway, congratulations once again on having an heir. Ah, the gender of the child is still…….”
“That’s…….”
“It doesn’t matter. What if it’s a boy, what if it’s a girl? It’s a grateful child who has healed our couple’s sorrow. We will raise it preciously.”
The Sword Master only patted his wife’s hand and smiled contentedly.
It was a difficult story for a nobleman of the Grandia Kingdom in this era, where the preference for sons was extreme.
However, the warm expression on the Sword Master’s face contained sincerity, and the Duchess’s face also looked happy.
‘It’s a good thing.’
The fact that something he did only for his own purpose brought such unexpected good results still created a strange emotion.
‘Well, is it all the same in the end?’
His purpose was to save his family and preserve his family.
Just by achieving that, the people of this country will have a higher probability of being happier than in their previous life, when they were sold as slaves and wandered as refugees.
A new perspective. That small realization made him smile.
Seeing the Sword Master and his wife so happy gave Logan hope. It made him feel like he was doing the right thing and that things would be good in the future.
“You always have different ideas. You’re amazing, teacher.”
“Hey. I told you not to flatter me. Your skills are improving day by day, but the attitude a knight should have is gradually disappearing. If you want to reach a higher level, try to match your usual actions and habits to it. And save your words a little.”
That hopeful feeling didn’t last long. The Sword Master’s next words made Logan feel a little uncomfortable.
“In that sense, there is something I would like to ask of you.”
“Yes? Ah, please tell me anything, Madam.”
“This child who will be born soon. Could you name this child?”
“……Yes?!”
Logan’s eyes widened at the unexpected words.
“My wife and I have been discussing this all along. Everything is thanks to you, so I hope you will open up the fate of this child who will be born. What do you think? You wouldn’t refuse, would you?”
In Grandia’s culture, naming a child was said to open up their destiny.
The people of the kingdom believed that the power of a name created and illuminated the path of destiny that a child would live in the future.
That’s why they thought naming was so important that nobles immediately searched for a prominent person to name their child as soon as they were born, and even prepared a party called the Naming Ceremony.
And they were going to entrust such an important thing to him?
Even though it was a child born thanks to Logan(?), it was, in fact, a kind of gift.
A gift that would elevate Logan’s status in society.
It was burdensome, but there was no reason to refuse.
“Of course.”
A smile of relief spread across the couple’s faces, who had been worried about Logan’s hardened expression.
“Okay. Thank you. You should go in and rest now. I told you that you didn’t have to come out.”
“But there is etiquette. In a situation where I am asking for a favor…….”
“This favor is actually a way of thanking you… Ugh, words are hard! Let’s just have a spar instead!”
“Yes?”
“I can’t believe how much your skills have improved in such a short period of time. Let’s take a look at your skills first.”
Logan also smiled and replied to the Sword Master, who suddenly showed his fighting spirit.
“Yes!”