The "Master swordsman” who was reincarnated, wants to live freely - Chapter 58

Translator: Darling | Editor: Nebosuke

Our visit to the Black Wolf Knight’s headquarters didn’t take that long, and soon we all moved to the next destination.

Originally we had only planned a few visits in the kingdom, so if Eina were willing to move on her own, she could.

And she was likely to since she probably wanted to stretch her legs being the soldier that she is.

For the time being, we were looking at training from the knights.

She seemed rather interested in this.

… But perhaps the one that was most intrigued by the knights was Iris. 

It was written all over her face after all.

Though she was trying to put up a natural face, it was a lot more glossy than before.

Obviously, this was because Iris had quite a fascination for knights and the like.

Still, even for someone with Iris’ level of skill, it was not easy to become a knight.

She needed to have a graduation certificate from the academy, especially as a high-class aristocrat.

– And then she would still be receiving a lot of attention.

What’s more, there was still the possibility of her becoming King. Though she might want to say no to that position, that would not be so easily done.

And she knew that very well.

(Well, let’s focus on my job as an escort now at least.)

I thought to myself.

After the reformation of the knights, we were left with about half of what we had at first. But even with this difference, it was no problem for me to do it by myself.

I am confident that I am more than enough to protect Eina should a fight break out. 

Yet, I am not certain as to how Eina and Marsche fight. I myself am a direct combat type of guy, so I will most likely fight best next to Iris.

As for the knights that came as logistical support – a sort of back up – they too got reduced to almost nothing.

The most troublesome of all outcomes would be if Alia were to show up.

(I’d rather just ignore that possibility though. But since I can never predict Alia’s movements, it might be even better if that prediction did come out to be true.)

As I thought so, the carriage came to a halt.

We were a bit away from the academy, at the Magic Library. It was a place where all knowledge about magic was gathered and stored up.

“So, this is the next place then?”

“Yes. This is a protected facility of the Kingdom. Basically also related to the knights, isn’t it?”

“…Hmph. Well, let’s get through this quickly so we can go to the next place,” Eina said as she got off of the carriage.

She didn’t wait for Iris or Marsche, showing rather clearly her thoughts about her people’s relationships.

This was also the case when they were at the knight order’s headquarters. It seems like this girl’s interests differ place by place.

At the headquarters, she was most interested in the training of the knights, and she was also asking a lot of questions when the Captain was talking about the order’s past.

She was rather interested in things related to fighting. Though they were not too similar, she did have some similarities with Iris in that regard.

After all, Iris was interested in becoming stronger herself.

Eina was not only interested in that, but also the sphere of fighting, and even the history of it all.

She might have the same passion if she were able to actually get information like that from the Magic Library. But since there were so many sealed of parts, it was rather hard to get to that point.

(She also accidentally said tourist tour before… She’s really the type that only gets riled up for the things she herself is interested in, isn’t she?)

My job as an escort also includes understanding what kind of person Eina is.

I also did this when I was Iris’ escort.

If I had the time, I’d like to actually talk with Eina though. But she always seems to avoid me in return.

(Did I do something that made her dislike me? … Or is it that she doesn’t like children…?)

“Lord Alta.”

“! Mersche?”

The one that suddenly called out to me was none other than Mersche.

The tour of the library was led by a person affiliated with the library itself.

While Iris and Eina were busy listening to their talk, Mersche made her way over toward me.

“It’s about Lady Eina… You might feel that she is a tad bit distant. That is entirely my fault. My sincere apologies.”

Mersche bowed down her head.

For someone that works for Eina, I am she sure has to do this rather often.

And her age is only that of a university student. So, this is quite impressive.

“Nonono, don’t sweat it. I am, after all, only part of Lady Iris’ troupe.”

“Thank you for your understanding. Lady Eina is eh… Someone that goes by her own path, you could say. She isn’t that difficult, it’s just that some things don’t fit her well.”

“…? I see?”

“So please, don’t think bad of lady Eina… Could you perhaps tell me what you.. think of her?…”

“Wha?”

“No, please, forget that part.”

Mersche’s words didn’t really say much.  

I mean, I get what she was going for, but she seems to hide her real intentions…

It seemed like she wanted me to tell her something. That’s what it felt like at least.

During our talk, she also looked over at Eina once.

Eina, though, kept talking with the library guide.

Then Mersche again started talking out of the blue.

“…Lord Alta. When did you first meet lady Eina?”

Mersche’s face was full of expectations when she asked this.

Is this what she has been waiting to ask then?

But I really could only answer with one thing.

“… When, you say? That would be today though…”

“…Hm?”

Mersche was rather dumbfounded by my answer.

I answered as straight as I could, but it seemed like Mersche was expecting something entirely different.

“Oh, she was of course wearing a disguise…”

“…A disguise you say?”

“Ah, no sorry. Don’t mind me. Excuse me for talking so oddly.”

Mersche once more lowered her head and left again. 

I really have no clue what she was aiming for with those questions… But I could make a guess.

(Eina and I already met once before then? Has that opportunity ever arisen?)

I was digging into my memory, but I am sure I’d remember a person like her if I met her.

…Though I was being asked rather deep questions, the only thing that I could think of was that I hadn’t met her before.