I Was a Sword When I Reincarnated (LN) - Volume 17 - Chapter 4.1

SIDE RAYDOSSIAN TRIO

“THAT WAS AN intense match. We definitely need to be careful with those adventurers.”

“You’re right, Boss. That old guy’s crazy. I couldn’t see him at all…”

“Yeah. How many men do you think we have who can prevent an assassin like that from infiltrating the palace? I could take him on in a fistfight, but… What do you think, Cricca?”

“I don’t think I can beat him even if I managed to figure out his illusions. Despite his area of expertise, the old man is not weak in direct combat.”

“So, adventurers aren’t specialists… That leaves East and South. Do we have to settle things between them?”

“Yes. War might break out between them if their relations worsen, and the effect it will have on our country won’t be pretty.”

“Do you think the dukes will stop, though? Civil war might break out…”

“Better than an invasion. The time has come for our nation to change.”

“But…”

“Biscott, I know how much you love our country. Our last captain showered you with affection, after all. But there is light and shadow even within Raydoss. You understand that, don’t you?”

“I mean…I was born in a lab, too. But the old man took care of that! He destroyed all those facilities…”

“The ones close to Central, sure. But there might be other facilities in the East and South, maybe even in the West and North. As long as that possibility exists, you can’t take your eyes off it.”

“…Right.”

“Now, I would want nothing more than to go back home…but how are our observers doing?”

“They’re still watching us. But they’re far away enough that a wind spell is enough to stop them from hearing us.”

“I’m not worried about that. We should probably make our exit after the grand finals. They should be spread thin because of the ceremony.”

“About that… There’s something you need to know.”

“Go ahead.”

“It seems there are other operatives snooping around in this town.”

“Seriously? How did you find out? We’ve had eyes on us this whole time. We can’t go out, can’t go for drinks, can’t do nothin’!”

“You and your drinks… You’re becoming a splendid drunk.”

“My actual age aside, my physical age is a middle-aged man. But now I get why the old man got excited about downing a cold one after work.”

“You’ll have to stay sober as long as we’re in this town. Cricca, where did you get this information?”

“From him. It should be accurate since there is no point in him betraying us now. Mercenaries are true to their contracts.”

“I see. Then it should be reliable… And that would change our escape timing. We’ll have to see when they make their move.”

“Yes. Worst-case scenario, we go through the northern border if we cannot secure a ship from Bulbola.”

“Are you sure? That’s still under Phyllian control.”

“My family’s network of merchants should be able to get us through. They’re one of the few organizations we have operating outside of the country.”

“I would rather keep your family out of this if possible. They’re one of our supporters, after all.”

“My parents are prepared to lose a trade route or two if it will be of use to you, Lady Sibyl.”

“No. They recognized you as their biological daughter after you went missing for years and even approved of you as their heir. I can’t do that to them.”

“Listen, the boss is right. Take it from us lab rats, you gotta appreciate your parents while they’re around. Hell, you gotta appreciate the fact you even have parents at all.”

“Look at you speaking wisdom…”

“Ha ha. Biscott is right for once.”

“For once?!”

“…Thank you.”

“Don’t worry about it. Worst-case scenario, I undo the red seal and use the Red Sword. I can take you two and that guy on my back.”

“Now that sounds fun!”

“I know.”

“That should really be our last resort. Please don’t use it if you don’t have to.”

“I know, I know.”

“I feel like I’ve heard that line many times before…”

“Aha ha. I’m serious this time.”

“…Please.”