Published at 25th of March 2019 11:08 pm

Chapter 55: Gaining fame

In the fight with Esamu, to be honest, I almost died multiple times, and I strained a lot more mana than usual, so my whole body is screaming in pain.

Light shines through the worn out curtain filled with holes, and I feel depressed because it’s already morning.

Even Ura and I, who have gotten into the habit of waking up early, just wanted to spend today lazing around in bed.

However,

“Lord! It is morning. I have already prepared breakfast!” (Musashi)

I don’t know why she’s energetic, but either way, the tiger girl vigorously opened the window and forcefully woke us up.

“Wai, sto, stop, Musashi.” (Velt)

“Now, lord. It is troubling if you sleep for so long. The morning is the beginning of a day, and neglecting that beginning will start your road to laziness. Now, please wake up, lord!” (Musashi)

“U~nu~.” (Ura)

“Ura-dono, you should wake up soon too. Farga-dono is already swinging his spear outside for morning training, you know?” (Musashi)

“Don’t lump me in with that battle enthusiast! Like, just let me sleep more.” (Velt)

“You mustn’t! Now, please stop your futile resistance.” (Musashi)

Strange. Musashi, who was only just recently moping as if she had died, is all lively.

To be honest, she’s looking after me so much it’s annoying.

As expected, is it that? Was it not a good idea to pick up an abandoned wild cat out of pity?

I was concerned for her as Miyamoto’s granddaughter, since she got banished from the Shinsengumi and was at a loss, but because of that, she suddenly started calling me ‘lord’.

“Look, Musashi. Stop with the ‘lord’. It’s like, really embarrassing.” (Velt)

“No, while having a human body, you fought with your life on the line to protect our Shinsengumi’s pride, and even had the courage to oppose Esamu-sama of the Four Heavenly Beast Demi-humans without hesitation. This Musashi, has admiration for lord to cross over the walls of races.” (Musashi)

“No, you guys fought with me too.” (Velt)

“In addition, you lent a hand to me, who had was at a loss after being banished from my same race and had no other path but suicide. This Musashi! Will never forget this debt of gratitude! Please allow me to walk together with you for life, and devote this blade and spirit to you!” (Musashi)

Strange. Is she that kind of person? A natural airhead with quite intense assumptions?

Even if you devote your life to me with shining eyes like that, to be honest, it’s just troubling.

“Now, lord, I will prepare your clothing.” (Musashi)

“Ah~, fine. Look, I’ll get changed, so go outside.” (Velt)

“You mustn’t! I cannot let your hand to be troubled! I do not mean to be rude, but please let me do it!” (Musashi)

“Hah?” (Velt)

My half awake head awakened in an instant.

Without any hesitation, Musashi started taking off my clothes.

Wai-,

“Bastard!” (Ura)

Before I told to wait a minute, the Sleeping Beauty in the bed next to me woke up.

“Tiger girl. Bastard, what are you doing to Velt in front of me!” (Ura)

“Yes! I am currently changing his clothes!” (Musashi)

“What need is there for you to do that. Only his family is allowed to see Velt naked!” (Ura)

“What are you saying! For my vow as a warrior, I should be next to lord whenever. Even if you are his wife, I cannot abandon that duty!” (Musashi)

“Per, perverted stuff is obviously not allowed! In the first place, you are a demi-human of marriageable age too! What are we going to do if you get the urge to breed by seeing Velt!” (Ura)

Damn, this is more troublesome than Forna and Ura’s fights.

Like, the most troublesome part is how Musashi is deadly serious about everything.

How do I put it, she’s overflowing with a sense of duty, and she’s serious.

The floorboards are creaking, and it feels like a hole will open anytime soon.

“Oi, you sheets. The ceiling’s shaking and it’s so damn noisy. What are you making a racket about.” (Farga)

Farga, who’s naked above the waist, slowly opens the creaking, almost broken door while wiping his sweat, as he finished his morning training.

Seeing a catfight between women straight after coming back made him sigh deeply.

“Damn stupid. You suspicious looking races in heat. You’re treating him as your property just because you’ve spent a few years or a few days with my stupid younger brother? Annoying.” (Farga)

Wait, you, you’re going too far.

“Farga, you’re at fault too! In the first place, this journey was a journey with Velt and I! Then, I would have like, made a decisive difference with that woman to me, become one with our swelling up love, flirted, and done all sorts of things that we couldn’t do in the Elfarshia Kingdom since Melma-san, Hanabi and Lallana-san were at home! I had been enduring for five years, you know!” (Ura)

“Until I met lord, I was only seeing a small world. I am proud of the fact that my devotion to lord who showed me the wide, deep world and saved my pride and life, is not so weak to be inferior to something like a love affair! The amount of time spent together is irrelevant!” (Musashi)

“This is damn stupid, you sheets. In the first place, it was decided from ten years ago in the country that my stupid younger brother’s spouse would be my stupid younger sister. Just because she isn’t here, you vulgar female apes shouldn’t screech without knowing your place.” (Farga)

How much do these guys like me.

Like, are these guys messing around?

“Foolish. I can’t go along with this. I’m gonna sleep. Don’t break the inn.” (Velt)

In the end, after I woke up for the second time, Ura and Musashi were in seiza while being wrapped up in rope, and were weeping in frustration, saying, “how dare you”, and, “failure”.

Seems like Farga is the sole winner.

The sun was already right above us by the time we started eating brunch.

After running recklessly north from Shiromu yesterday, we arrived at a small village in the foot of a mountain district, rented a cheap, confined room in an inn, and slept together.

We took along different races like demons and demi-humans, but since it’s nearby Shiromu, the villagers thought we were taking them along as slaves, and didn’t show an excessive reaction.

Rather, looking at Farga and I, one of them said, “you’re bringing along quite nice slaves, how are they?” with a low life smile, but since it was troublesome, I ignored it.

“Look, there’s an article about Shiromu.” (Farga)

“Hee~, it’s just as that old geezer said. Show us, does it have anything written about us?” (Velt)

While filling my mouth with sunny side up fried eggs and crispy bacon on the balcony, I opened the front page of the morning newspaper Farga handed to me.

There, the demi-humans’ assault on Shiromu was written in a big way, and furthermore, Esamu of the Four Heavenly Beast Demi-humans name made the seriousness of the incident unnecessarily more conspicuous.

“Hou. Due to the Shinsengumi’s assault led by Esamu of the Four Heavenly Beast Demi-humans, there was great damage to Shiromu’s commercial district and the port city. The Shinsengumi battled against people other than the Shiromu national army, and retreated before the destruction of the capital. According to information from the survivors, it was a mysterious four man group that made Esamu retreat, but the authenticity is not definite. Hmm, is this all?” (Velt)

However, after actually reading the newspaper, I felt a bit let down.

That’s because although Esamu said our names will immediately spread throughout the world, our names nor details weren’t written at all on the newspaper.

“Fumu, there doesn’t seem to be anything written about us.” (Ura)

“Well, of course. Regardless of Esamu-sama’s expectations, the demi-human side must not have wanted to make the information public.” (Musashi)

Personally, my heart was beating kinda fast, but why did it turn out like this?

“Lord, please think about it. In this world where wars continue this much, which demi-human would be happy about the existence of champions who are unknown to the world, and have the power to make one of the Four Heavenly Beast Demi-humans retreat?” (Musashi)

Now that she mentions it, that’s right.

If the demi-human side makes Farga and my existence public because of this, it would become hope for the human side, but drop the rank of the Four Heavenly Beast Demi-humans, a title of absolute power, for the demi-human side, and create great anxiety.

If they know of the fact that Musashi, the granddaughter of the Shinsengumi’s founder, betrayed them, and the existence of the demon princess from a ruined country, it won’t just be for humans, but it will be good news for the demons too.

In other words, there’s no merit to making our existence public for the demi-human side.

Since the guys in Shiromu didn’t know about our existence, the mysterious champions are better off being mysterious for them. That’s how it is.

“What’s up with that. It’s a bit of a let down. I don’t want to self advertise myself, but I was looking forward to my name naturally becoming famous.” (Velt)

I throw the newspaper, and lean against the back of a chair.

Coming forward and saying that I’m the one who made Esamu retreat from Shiromu would be shameful, but it would be a lie if I said I wasn’t actually looking forward to my name secretly becoming famous.

I feel a bit let down.

“That’s surprising, stupid younger brother.” (Farga)

“Ahn?” (Velt)

Then, seeing my appearance, Farga curious talked to me.

“Well, you’re a guy that has basically no interest in war. Because of that, I thought you were a guy that doesn’t like having your name spread across the world either.” (Farga)

“Ah, I was thinking that too, Velt. I thought you were the type that wasn’t interested in such things.” (Ura)

Ahh, so I was thought of like that, huh.

Sure, it’s understandable for Farga and Ura to think that, but I’m a man too.

“Look, I’m not interested in war, but I’m not particularly a pacifist either. It’s not that I’m interested in this, but rather, it’s more like my instinct as a delinquent.” (Velt)

“Instinct? What do you mean?” (Farga)

“It’s simple. I’m dumb, and I don’t have a talent to make people like me. The only thing I could boast of to people was my brawling skill. Even though I was such an idiot, people recognized me for my strength. That was my purpose in life, and my everything. There was a period when I thought like that.” (Velt)

“A period like that? Did you have one?” (Farga)

“Well yeah. That was my middle school period~ ah~, basically, in the past, there was a period when I wasn’t recognized by anyone, so I spent all my time brawling, and making people recognize me was my purpose in life. Well, nowadays, I don’t do those kinds of things of my own accord anymore.” (Velt)

From Farga’s perspective, it’s understandable for him to think, “what period is he talking about,” since he’s known me since I was 5 years old.

Even Ura met me when I was 10 years old.

That being said, my middle school period sure is nostalgic. I was around the same age as Velt Jeeha is now.

At that time, I really couldn’t forgive people stronger than me. I did cringey stuff, like becoming the strongest and making people recognize me.

Even though making people recognize you because of your brawling skill was only something brats would think of.

“Then, why? You don’t feel like trying to gain fame of your own accord, but then, why were you still hoping for fame?” (Farga)

“It’s not that great of a reason. Just, no matter how many years pass, delinquents can get relapses of their cringey chuunibyou. For me, becoming famous like that doesn’t feel bad.” (Velt)

Basically, it doesn’t feel bad to get recognized.

“I see. I thought you hated standing out a damn lot.” (Farga)

“I hate getting pampered because of stupid stuff, but it doesn’t feel that bad standing out because I do something to be proud of. Becoming a champion or a hero is a different story though.” (Velt)

Well, you could say I’m quite a worldly-minded person too.

“You won’t participate in war, but want to gain fame, huh. Well, it wouldn’t be fun if Velt becomes popular, but it doesn’t feel bad for you to be recognized.” (Ura)

“Looord-! I understand, I understand your feelings well! Gaining fame by yourself is what a second rate or third rate person would do. Saying they have no interest in gaining fame, is what a mature old person would say. True warriors have their names become famous throughout the world without naming themselves!” (Musashi)

The whole world is a bit, you know~.

When I was a middle school student, I fought to be the number one in a small town after all.

Then, probably thinking of something about my way of thinking, Farga showed a small smile.

This is Farga when he’s in a good mood.

Then,

“In that case, stupid younger brother. Do you want to try making your name famous?” (Farga)

“Hah?” (Velt)

“Even now, I don’t really know what you’re searching for in this journey, but at the very least, if you’re searching for someone, then making your name famous isn’t bad.” (Farga)

What is he trying to say? As I thought that, Farga turned over the newspaper, and showed me a certain page.

“Ah~, let’s see~, from the auction organization in Shiromu, there was an eyewitness report of the『Machine Dragon』? that was not found in the abandoned town, but flew away to the mountain district in the north~, wait, what?” (Velt)

What’s up with that? This is my first time hearing of a dragon like that.

Since it’s a dragon, doesn’t it roughly classify as a demi-human? But Musashi shook her head sideways, so she doesn’t seem to know.

“I’ve only heard a few damn rumors too. It’s unknown whether it’s something made by magic, an object containing a demi-human deity, or if it’s artificially made. However, a few of these dragons made by materials seems to have been seen in the Divine Being Continent before.” (Farga)

“Made by materials? That’s like a device or something~, no, is that why it’s called a machine? Does something like that actually exist?” (Velt)

“Among the Hunters, especially between the dragon slayers, apparently it’s as rare as the jewel dragons or the dragon kings. To be honest, I’m damn interested in it too.” (Farga)

In the mountain district to the north of Shiromu, huh. Yeah, it’s here.

I see! That’s why he was in a good mood, this damn dragon maniac! Farga, who always glares with scary eyes, has awfully sparkling eyes.

“Well, I am interested.” (Farga)

“Ah, ah?” (Velt)

Damn, Farga’s so scary it’s terrifying right now. Normally, he’s a brocon that pampers me in the end, but today, he’s serious.

If I refuse, he seems like he would send me flying.

“We, well, if it’s just for a bit.” (Velt)

“That’s damn right.” (Farga)

“U~mu, however, a dragon, huh~, I don’t really want to.” (Ura)

“Do not worry! I will protect you, my lord!” (Musashi)

However, although it has a questionable name, it is more or less a dragon.

I wanted the day after meeting one of the Four Heavenly Beast Demi-humans to be a bit more mild.

TL Note: Haven’t been posting daily recently since I’ve been busy and translating kaifuku jutsushi started feeling like a chore, which made me procrastinate… (I’ve been translating the same kaifuku chapter for like 3 days already and I still haven’t finished. Oh my.) but anyways, I’ll try to get back to posting daily.

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