Chapter 51 (2)
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King Irwins expression grew strained.
I swear upon the Radiant Goddess, that is not so.
House Larmuth was one of the Five Great Ducal Houses of the Empire.
Offending them would surely reduce King Irwins grand ambition to naught but a single nights dream.
Unwittingly supporting his kingdoms enemies could even turn his kingdom into a sea of fire.
They held that much power over him.
How about we find a replacement?
Unless you have another with talent to match that child, we could not satisfy His Majesty.
Damn. Weve already sent out pursuers, so give them a bit more time.
Just who in their right mind would dare kidnap a child marked by Larmuth? Or could House Liurel be pulling something here?
King Irwin bristled at that.
Now was not the time to lose Lady Maeve Liurel as well.
The kidnappers were mercenaries who earned the trust of the royal family and House of Liurel, then made unreasonable demands for compensation. When refused, they took the child.
Could they also know the childs identity?
They had earned such trust. Lady Liurels own testimony states so, and as a strict servant of the Goddess, she would not lie.
To commit such foolish acts! Then shall we give them three days?
Just three? Hmm.
Conflict and worry seemed to peak.
Javiers merchant instincts whispered now was precisely when he should step in.
If I may be so bold to make a brazen suggestion.
Bowing his head, he opened his mouth.
King Irwin II and the emissarys gazes turned to him.
King Irwin II nodded.
Speak. Now is not the time to worry about status or rank.
You said they took Young Miss barely five days ago. Then they surely havent left Belrond yet. With my subordinates we could definitely get her back, given a little clue.
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King Irwin II looked to the four guards behind Javier.
Black armor. And while their shapes differed somewhat, as did each ones arms, they uniformly gave off an extraordinary air.
The one right behind Javier was even a cursed beast.
Doubtless a fallen tribe secretly worshiping darkness, but all the more reliable in skill for it.
I cannot refuse aid in such trying times.
Of course, this would not be unilateral aid. As you know, Im a vulgar man who puts a price on everything.
Naturally
This is a grave issue.
The emissary cut off King Irwin IIs words.
The kings expression crumpled as if hed bit into shit, but he did not call out the discourtesy of interrupting him.
While we do not doubt the Celestial Merchants capability, we cannot send only the subordinates Lord Javier commands.. If the child dies or returns in an unwholesome state, it will incur Your Highnesss indignation.
I knew you would say that. Cowardly guy.
Suppressing a sneer, Javier lowered his head again.
Then I shall take to the field personally. Sir, please return to the king with merchants. You may organize the goods we brought while waiting.
So you stake both the reputation of the Celestial Merchants and your personal name?
In other words, they were foisting responsibility onto him as well.
But failure would end as more than mere failure.
Javier was confident that he could not fail against these backwater bumpkins.
Rather, it would only give him more justification to demand greater rewards.
With one of the four supreme commanders retiring next year, he might be able to take that position.
If that happened, he would no longer have to travel to these stinking backwaters and bow down to these arrogant country bumpkins who call themselves royalty.
Of course, Your Highness. But in return for staking the reputation of myself and the supreme commanders
If you succeed, you will receive a fitting reward. Larmuth does not forget kindness. Nor incompetence.
As the envoy spoke, his gaze glanced over and past Irwin II.
An obvious insult, blaming him for the great loss.
Irwin II pretended not to notice and folded his arms.
God gives us trials, and also sends us saviors. This too must be the brilliant goddess sign not to be arrogant. So, what is it you wish to know?
The conversation between Javier and Irwin II continued. Once Javier had all the information he needed, he politely stepped back, and soon the envoy looked up at Irwin II.
Then finally, I have one more request, Your Majesty.
Speak.
Allow us to search the Regis estate for any remnants.
There is nothing left in that mansion
If it belonged to a heretic, there may still be some cursed item hidden away. His imperial Majesty enjoys collecting and studying such things. If we could find even one, it may soothe his rage to a degree.
Hmmm. Alright, do so.
Though Irwin II made a reluctant expression, he nodded his head.
The Larmuth attendant bowed deeply and immediately turned to leave.
Soon after departing the royal palace, he looked back towards Javier.
You must retrieve her no matter what. I would trust you a hundred times over these bumpkins. If you require my assistance, say the word.
For this arrogant Larmuth fool to say so much
The child must truly be exceptional.
Thinking so, Javier bowed his head.
Trust me alone. I will bring the young miss back safely.
See that you do. Your reputation rides on this as well, not to mention that of the supreme commanders. Well then, I should be off to search that mansion.
The attendant turned away.
For a haul like this itd take about 100 gold bars to balance the scales.
Watching his retreating back, Javier soon shifted his gaze.
You heard him. This affects not only me, but all of your promotions.
His four guards grinned confidently.
They were Javiers elites.
Each worth at least 20 gold bars.
The king exaggerated quite a bit it seems. A master swordsman Puh!
At one mans words, the guards chuckled softly.
Javier did the same.
The only one in this backwater town worth hiring would be TyrEns Saint, Maeve Liurel.
Naturally, the talented flocked to the empire.
So for some wandering mercenary to be vouched as a master swordsman by Maeve Liurel
It made no sense.
Surely it was just an instance of Liurel being modest.
There is one thing that bothers me.
A faint, breathy voice spoke up softly.
Javier smiled.
Go on then, Charlotte. Speak.
His gaze towards the beastly guard smoldered lasciviously.
A look that disgusted not only Charlotte, but all the guards. Yet none showed it openly.
We passed some men just before crossing the Agellan border. One had very memorable eyes. Gave me the feeling of a predator. Like myself.
The beastly warrior Charlotte flicked her red tongue as she spoke.
Captivated by her vile teasing, Javier replied.
So you mean to say those men are the kidnappers we seek?
Cant say for certain, but the timing matches. We have to grab them before they leave Belronde. I will give chase. Let Kyle watch my back. We can kill them along the way.
Hey, bitch. We know youre favored, but dont get greedy. Killing a master swordsman could let us into their ranks. Cant let you take that away so easily can we?
Another round of snickers.
Javier nodded.
No, Charlotte. You stay by my side. Ill send Kenneth and Kyle instead. Do you need subordinates?
The two who had mocked Charlotte, Kenneth and Kyle, exchanged smiles.
The smiles of seasoned killers who smelled blood.
Speed is life. No need to slow me down. Just make sure to pack mystic stones, dont want the horses giving out over some small fry. That would be a loss.
Pack extra. The plans changed so I will wrap up business here first and follow starting tomorrow. Dont forget to leave markers.
Kenneth and Kyle bumped each others forearms and turned away.
Well need to rough up the brat some more on the way back. Thatll raise the ransom for sure.
Javier murmured lazily as he too started walking.
Tch.
Charlotte clicked her tongue and resentfully watched the twos retreating backs before following after Javier.
Though it seemed unlikely
She secretly hoped Kenneth and Kyle would fail.
The mercenarys chilling gaze still lingered in her mind.
Killing someone with such eyes was the only time her predatory instincts as a beast were satisfied.
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