Chapter 114: Arrival Part 1

“Our respected Churde Defendi, Your Excellency, have you forgotten something?”

Miss Baron, smiling like a flower, looked at Churde Defendi who had turned around, appearing to remind him kindly.

“That is right. As a reward for the victor of the hunt, you should give it to Dean Ken and his group. This is the demeanor a Noble should have!”

Baron Janel stood to the side, adding his voice—although he hated Dean, he did not have any good feelings for Churde Defendi either.

Or, simply put… Baron Janel had no good feelings for any young male who got close to Miss Baron; furthermore, he did not hesitate to make them look bad.

A sheathed Dagger inlaid with a Ruby was tossed by Churde Defendi to Miss Baron, and having done all this, Churde Defendi did not stop for a moment, walking straight toward the carriage.

He did not want to stay here for even a minute longer.

Because doing so would make him put the killing intent in his heart into action.

“Lily Tier… Dean Ken…”

Churde Defendi chanted in his heart.

Hatred was carved into his marrow.

As for the intention to recruit Dean from before?

After ruining his plan, making him lose face in front of everyone, and killing two of his capable subordinates, the only thing Churde Defendi felt for Dean was hatred.

That intention to recruit had long been thrown to the back of his mind.

The ‘dignity’ and ‘glory’ of a Noble made Churde Defendi feel as if ten thousand snakes were eating his heart at this moment.

And that Miss Baron seemed as happy as if she were celebrating the Moon Festival—

“This is yours, Dean, and these are yours!”

Miss Baron tossed the Ruby-inlaid Dagger to Dean, then took out three Gold Pultons and distributed them to Theron, Ike, and Chad.

“Wow!”

The three young men took the rewards and cheered loudly.

The young people of the surrounding Ferrchelen Knight Order rushed over the next moment and tossed the three young men high into the air.

The cheers did not stop as they tossed them up and down.

This lasted for a full few minutes, and only after Huck’s loud reminder did the young people stop—

“You need food now, and after that, we need to reach Jandu Territory by tonight… We will only stop there briefly, and then go straight into Vauban City—beds, hot baths, food, everything will be available there, but there is a prerequisite, which is that you must eat your breakfast now, because only then will you have the strength to travel!”

Huck, the part-time chef, picked up the Horned Sheep and shouted loudly.

Immediately, the young people swarmed toward the bonfire at their own campsite—although their cooking skills were not great, as hunters, they knew how to prepare food.

However, no one touched that Snow Bear; they merely moved it to the side of their campsite.

Because this was Dean’s prey.

Of course, another reason was that the Snow Bear was very valuable, especially one without a single injury on its body, which would be extraordinary in value.

The young people who had examined it earlier let out cries of amazement after discovering that the Snow Bear had no injuries at all. Even Baron Janel, who was watching from the side, was dumbfounded. He even prepared to take out his purse to buy the Snow Bear; however, deterred by Dean’s high price of five hundred Gold Pultons, he shrank back in fear.

“You aren’t really planning to sell it for five hundred Gold Pultons, are you?”

Miss Baron sat opposite Dean and asked.

Although the Snow Bear’s fur was very valuable, especially this kind without any injuries, five hundred Gold Pultons was obviously a bit too high.

Perhaps… this Snow Bear skin was worth that price.

But that would be in the Capital of Emerald, definitely not within Vauban County.

At most, it would top out at three hundred to three hundred and fifty Gold Pultons.

This was Miss Baron’s estimate—and based on her estimation, this was undoubtedly the real price.

“Of course not, I just want to send it to Marquis Vauban’s private auction!”

Dean waved his hand with a smile, giving another answer that surprised Miss Baron.

“Marquis Vauban’s auction… that will definitely fetch a good price!”

Miss Baron said immediately after reacting; at the same time, she looked at Dean with a very strange gaze.

“What is it?”

Dean lowered his head to examine himself, and after confirming there was nothing out of place, he asked in return.

“Nothing, I just feel that you give off a different feeling—not only is your Strength far surpassing your peers, but your knowledge and thinking also far exceed theirs. I am afraid even Your Excellency Ikes did not have your insight when he was your age… Is the Capital of Emerald very prosperous and beautiful?”

Miss Baron’s question jumped to another topic again.

“Mhm, it is very beautiful, just like its name—Emerald, representing abundance and prosperity, and also symbolizing…”

Dean nodded and spoke slowly, but at the end, he uncontrollably paused.

“Symbolizing what?”

Miss Baron asked curiously.

“Nothing, when you go to the Capital of Emerald one day, you will feel it!”

Dean shook his head and did not answer directly.

Because those words had not appeared yet!

Facing the City Knight Order, the Grand Duchess leading her own Knight Order, words spoken before winning against the strong while being weak—

‘Emerald, represents abundance and prosperity, and also symbolizes freedom—it is not Yorkshire, Hosh County, Dell County, and the northernmost Vauban County… It is our capital, it represents our Kingdom, we stand right in front of it, it is right behind us—what we can do is fight to the death!’

‘Fight to the death!’

‘Fight to the death!’

Dean could still think of the determination and expressions of the people around him who went to their deaths generously.

And the end—death.

For a full four months, facing enemies more than ten times their number, the Grand Duchess fought until the last moment, with no reinforcements, no supplies, and no mercy.

There was only breaking out, being surrounded, breaking out again, and being surrounded again…

Exhausted, the Knights following the Grand Duchess fell from their horses one by one, never to rise again.

Dean’s friends passed away one by one, including the Instructor who taught him, the Guard Captain of the Grand Duchess, who also sacrificed himself in a battle to cover the retreat.

The Grand Duchess and the Knights who followed her to the death all knew that continuing like this was a dead end.

However, no one stepped back.

She, they, were buying time for the entire Emerald Kingdom.

Four months!

The Emerald Kingdom gained a slim chance to survive, while the Grand Duchess and her followers, except for Dean and the Old Knight, all died in battle on the Emerald Plains.

Closing his eyes, scenes of his comrades and Instructor’s deaths flashed before Dean’s eyes, as well as the bitterness and helplessness of the isolated Grand Duchess.

Therefore, he hated, he hated so much!

Hatred turned Dean into an Assassin. Carrying the name of the Hagaslo Lone Wolf, Dean assassinated one enemy after another, but… in the end, he still fell short.

The enemy’s strength often made him return without success.

And the death of his comrades around him again made him feel collapsed.

In the end, an explosion made Dean, who had long been like a walking corpse, perish together with the enemy.

The only pity was that the enemy did not all die; there were still many.

Therefore, Dean felt joy for his rebirth, endless joy—because this way, he could complete what he had originally failed to do.

In, another identity!

He feared no Slaughter!

Only seeking, no more regrets!

“Dean, Dean…”

Miss Baron’s calls rang out continuously.

“What is it?”

Dean, returning to his senses, looked at the other person.

“You just… were terrifying!”

Miss Baron took a long while to say such words.

In fact, it was not only Miss Baron; the young people of the surrounding Ferrchelen Knight Order, Huck, the Baron’s Guards, and Baron Janel who came over with his Retainers were all staring at Dean.

The eyes of the young people of the Ferrchelen Knight Order and Huck held puzzlement.

They did not understand why their Regiment Commander was radiating such killing intent, as if seeing an enemy of life and death.

The Baron’s Guards were somewhat fearful, just like Miss Baron.

As for Baron Janel and his Retainers?

All that remained was fear.

At that moment, Baron Janel seemed to see a battlefield covered with corpses, with endless Blood surging toward him like waves.

And when Dean’s gaze swept over at that moment, this Lord Baron immediately cried out, his face pale as he retreated several steps, even forgetting his plan to flatter Miss Baron, and just scrambled toward his own campsite.

“Look, I helped you solve a big trouble!”

Dean shrugged, pointing at Baron Janel running in the distance.

As for the things he thought of earlier?

Some things could not be shared with others.

This was different from secrets.

Because it was even heavier.

So heavy that even if you wanted others to help share the burden, you could not move it a single inch, because your hands were already holding it tightly, and you had no other hands to move it.

“For that, I express my thanks!”

Miss Baron bowed slightly, expressing her gratitude.

However, inquiry flickered continuously in her eyes—she suddenly discovered that the Dean before her was more complicated than she had imagined.

And Dean did not pay any attention to Miss Baron’s inquiry; the convoy was about to set off again, and as the Guard Captain for this trip to Tier Territory, he had to prepare in advance.