He hadnât seen many cities yet but this one called Hiveden that heâd first come across after crossing the Laus mountains was certainly peculiar.
Firstly, there were a lot of demi-humans.
Fauns that looked like scouts, elves, dwarves, and even black haired people that appeared to have come from beyond the border.
No one sent curious glances at Juan. It would be a different story if he had his grey cloak on, but he already had it hidden from sight.
The cityâs scenery reminded him of Tantil, but one difference was most of the demi humans didnât appear to be slaves.
Their expression was light, and they were all getting along. Also there were hardly any religious sculptures in the city.
Compared to Tantil, where he saw carvings and sculptures related to the emperor everywhere, it was almost peculiar.
âIsnât this city part of the central province.â
But it seemed, not everything was all peaceful.
Frivolous swindles jiggled their coins and rough looking men strolled the streets.
He could also see drunk people lying in alleyways and kids picking their pockets.
Furthermore, Juan could see one common attribute.
Everyone was armed.
He could now understand the casual atmosphere of the city.
One wrong behaviour and one could have a knife sticking out their side. Juan had been confused why there werenât any guards or soldiers patrolling the city. Even the White crow knights were located close by.
He quickly understood why.
âKid, look where youâre going.â
A large male figure almost hit Juan as he passed.
Juan could have his eyes closed and never run into anyone, but this man had an unpleasant expression when theyâd barely even touched.
Juan tried to ignore it but someone grabbed his shoulder.
âYouâre in luck, kid.â
Juan lifted his chin and looked up.
A cheerful looking young woman that seemed out of place in this city was looking down at him. Behind her, stood a young and an elderly male that looked like her guard or companion.
âIâm in luck, you say?â
âThats right. Thatâs a dangerous person you just ran into. You see his cloak and his red axe pendant? Heâs part of the bloody axe clan, one of the cityâs most violent groups. You better be careful whenever you see them. Iâve heard they have got the Hugin knightâs backing as well. Youâve heard of them right? Those scary peâŠ..â
Juan quickly scanned the woman from top to bottom. The woman flustered at Juanâs gaze but held her hand out and smiled.
âYou mustâve come across the border. Whatâs your name? Ah, my name isâŠ..â
âJuan.â
The woman once again flustered at hearing his name.
Juan stopped paying attention to her and walked up to the large man heâd passed. The man fell forwards at being hit from behind so suddenly.
âKeu-ak! What, who⊠You bastard!â
âYou, do you know the Hugin knights?â
âWhat? In the middle of the streetâŠ..Have you got an early death wish?â
Juan smiled sinisterly.
âLets talk.â
*****
Hiveden was a city that was built without a plan. There were dark places just around alleyways.
Where corpses wouldnât be found for days.
Juan slid his dagger into the sheath. Taltereâs dagger glowed red as if it was thrilled from drinking blood.
The blood on the dagger did not have to be cleaned, which was convenient for Juan.
Hugin knights huh.
Juan was well aware of them.
They were the knights under his youngest adopted child, Lars Raude.
While he didnât know the exact details, heâd heard Lars was one of the Six apostates that had betrayed him.
That he had marched up from the southern region and had been cut off by Vares Valte.
That was all Juan knew for now.
The problem was that this was the case for this man aswell.
He wasnât related in any way to Hugin knights or knew much. If everything bad acts that heâd ever done in his life were considered, he would likely deserve death but Juan let him live.
Although he wouldnât be able to hold a spoon for the rest of his life.
Juan looked at the woman standing at the alleyway entrance, and knew heâd been tricked. The woman looked at Juan with a pale face while watching the blood stream out from the end of the alleyway.
An expressionless Juan breezed past her.
âHey you!â
The young male standing beside the woman tried to grab his shoulder. Juan brushed his hand off and at the same time, grabbed and pulled his wrist, making him lose his balance.
By the time his knee was on the ground, Juanâs dagger was placed on his throat.
âDonât bother me, if you donât want to have your throat cut.â
The only reason Juan didnât cut him was because he thought it would cause an unnecessary ruckus in the middle of the street.
It was common to see fights turn into violent knife fights in this city. The young manâs face turned white.
âIt looks like weâve bothered you.â
The older man stepped in front and with one hand picked up the young man.
Juan, who had no intentions of stabbing the young man in the first place, decided to sheath his dagger. The elderly man growled at the teen.
âPeople even at that young age are not ordinary folks, considering theyâve made the journey here from beyond the border. You should know this. Remember to show respect whomever.â
âApologies. Teacher[1].â
The old man bowed to Juan respectfully.
âJuan was it? You have an eye for a good name. I apologise in advance, but wouldnât you mind listening to my ladyâs story?â
âWhy would I?â
âThis is important to her. It might be a little dangerous, but looking at your skills just now, I donât think we need to worry. I assure you, it wont be a waste of your time. Iâll promise you a handsome reward. If youâve lived in the empire, you would know the importance of money right? Especially more, considering weâre in Hiveden.â
âI couldnât care less. Bugger off.â
âDoesnât hurt to listen.â
The female for the first time, erased her kindful demeanor and spoke coldly. Juan was almost certain that was her true self.
Juan shook his head.
âDonât want to get involved with nobles from the capital.â
The femaleâs eyes sharpened.
Juan had figured out their identity from first glance.
While she was wearing clothes with holes and stains quite fitting for adventurers, the expensive material used to make her clothing could only be found from far corners of the empire. And furthermore, the finishing touches were of the capitalâs tradition.â
The dagger on her waist looked expensive but there was no sign that it had been drawn many times. Likely because of the security guard that was always with her.
And about the young man and the elderly man standing behind her.
The teen was holding an enormous two handed sword but he didnât seem any bit dangerous. Rather, the elderly man seemed more of a threat.
His leather armor was full of marks and well paved. His well toned muscles clearly indicated that he was a former knight that had learnt proper swordsmanship in the past. But it seemed he spent more time working at a nobleâs mansion rather than a battlefield.
And his marks appeared to have happened while protecting his clients rather than on a battlefield.
However, seeing that heâd survived till now, maybe there was a bit of skill in him. Even if his stamina needed some work.
He didnât think they were an immature group of nobles. The reason why Juan knew they had a reason for their expedition was the womanâs eyes.
It looked cold and calculated, eyes that could find a way out even in total darkness.
Juan knew one other person that had such eyes. And these eyes didnât talk to strangers in the middle of the road for no good reason.
Juan, who processed all of this inside his head at first glance, didnât want any involvement thus tried to decline her request. But he couldnât explain his thought process.
âDo people from beyond the border all act like scared cats, just like you? Maybe I need to rethink my plan if this is true.â
Juan snickered.
Her eyes, her way of speaking, reminded him of someone. The woman frowned at seeing Juanâs smile.
âIf you arenât interested in money, how about this. You were wanting information about Hugin knights right?â
âWhy, do you know them?â
âWe made the trip to HivedenâŠ.you think we donât know about them? Iâm the type to investigate and need to know everything about anywhere I go, anyone I encounter. Before, I was simply trying to give you a gentle scare but I wouldnât have said anything about Hugin knights if I knew you were looking for them.â
Juan crossed his arms. The woman was bothersome but if she had information about Hugin knights, it wouldnât hurt to talk.
âAre the Hugin knights in this city?â
âHere? Hah. This place is practically, territory belonging to the Hugin knights, ever since the emperor died. Itâs full of nobles that have come from the capital in fleeing those crazy fanatics. These people choose to stay with defectors rather than whatever they came across in the capital. This is the crazy city that was formed by runaway nobles and households. Even if the church attempts to free the city, it wonât happen. Many of the pigs inside the capital, have their income source from this city and they would never stand to see it return to itâs past.â
At hearing the words fall out of her mouth like a waterfall, the old man and teen paled.
Juan had never seen someone so openly curse out at the church.
Even Huksel and his crew looked regretful when theyâd mouthed off the church.
âHuh. Unafraid of anything, arenât you.â
âMy opinion is that people need to be more afraid of being stabbed rather than speak out freely, kid.â
âYou arenât afraid of yourself being stabbed? The church will hang you.â
âIâm afraid, my reputation of being a friendly young woman at the capital is quite famous. I wonder if theyâd believe the words of a lying brat from outside the border or a respected noble from the capital.â
Juan chuckled. Her attitude was far from pleasant but her demeanor was at least in the right direction.
âAlright then. Letâs hear it.â
âI see youâre a good child. However, thereâs one thing you must answer before we continue. Why are you looking for the Hugin knights?â
âWhy do you ask?â
The woman looked at him up and down with a wary expression.
âBecause I donât want to get their attention. If you are intending to catch their attention, then this conversation is over. There is too much risk if thatâs the case.â
âI wonât go searching for a fight.â
For now, he thought to himself. He was going to hear their reasoning as to why they betrayed him and make his decision then. Of course this was only possible if Lars was still alive.
A dumbfounded expression was on her face.
âWell no shit. Who on earth would think youâd fight them. They have the power to match up with Paladins. I only say this, as I thought youâd be affiliated with a bigger group that would bring this city to a battle zone. I donât want to see the last free city in this empire crumble.â
âThought you didnât like this place.â
âI donât particularly like it. But it has its uses. Plus I need to come here ever so often.â
âI donât have any other groups with me. The reason Iâm going to see the Hugin knights is to see someone I know.â
âIâll believe you Juan. My name is Heretia. Iâll start my story then.â
Heretia cleared her throat and closely approached Juan.
Juan suddenly was a bit curious why this noble needed to come to this lawless city, even bringing along a guard. And more so about what his role would involve.
Till now heâd been asked to be a champion of the Colosseum, empireâs genius knight, someone who would overturn this empire. And nowâŠâŠ
âMy plan requires a good looking black haired boy.â