The Departure of the One Who Could Not Succeed the Heroic
Translated by Omkar
Edited by Omkar
The reason why Marianne Verdemion was afraid of cats was quite simple.
For example, it is common for a person who experienced being bitten by a wild dog as a child to develop a fear of dogs.
Marianne just had a similar experience.
When she was nine years old, she went to a summer resort with her parents.
When she was nine years old, she was attacked by a saber toothed tiger.
Despite the best efforts of her father and his bodyguards, her mother and several others fell to the attack. Her father was badly injured, and Marianne was also pierced by the creature’s huge, sharp fangs. Everyone gave up. But–
She fainted or to put it more accurately, she lost her reason.
The next thing she knew, she was standing there, and a huge creature was lying below her. Its neck was flung open, and its surroundings were stained red with fresh blood.
Her own arms and the front of her body were soaked with fresh blood.
That’s right. It was blood.
She was holding the sword of her dead bodyguard, and it was the result of her slashing with it.
It was frightening.
More than the attack by the demon.
More than the death of my mother and her guards.
More than the fact that I had defeated the demon myself.
The gazes of the few surviving guards and her father, as if they were looking at a monster.
Marianne looked up at the sky where Mel and the others had flown away, and gently put a finger to her lips.
The feeling was still there.
The first time was just accidental, a light touch.
The second, she was sure, was the one that had saved her.
“‘Mel Lylute…”
She traced her finger over her lips as she said his name.
“Marianne, are you okay!”
“Huh?!”
It was Gazuso who called out to her. He bowed his head with a stern expression, regretting his casual tone.
“Excuse me, Lady. Are you all right?”
“Yea.. Yeah. I’m fine. I’m just feeling a little exhausted. ……”
Marianne staggered to her feet and looked around.
It was a mess.
The cobblestones were shattered in places. However, people’s gazes were not directed at Marianne, and emotions such as excitement and disappointment were swirling around her.
“I’m sorry for the trouble. I can’t believe I just did this…”
“Grieving over what has happened is not going to change anything.”
” Yes. We have to keep moving forward. So, what’s the damage?”
“Only one person was injured. A bounty hunter from the Oni tribe.” (TL: ‘Oni’ sounded far better than ‘Ogre’)
“I see. No wonder. ……”
I was sure I wouldn’t feel the same glare as I did then. Gazuso was also staring straight at me. There was no hint of fear, but rather a strong will.
I don’t have any memory of what happened while the ”madness” was in effect.
Marianne thought that since Mousasi had been injured by Mel before the activation of the “madness”, the actual damage was zero.
If there were more than one death, she wouldn’t be safe either. The guards would have killed her from the rear.
It was probably Mel’s struggle that prevented her from doing the same. Marianne touched her lips with her finger once more.
“‘But that boy, his name was Mel Lylute? That’s a very impressive thing he did.”
“No? No… it’s not that important. Ye.. Yes… It was just a kiss or two….”
“Oh, no… I’m talking about the Sword of the Hero….”
“Huh? Ah, yes there was that. But what’s so important?”
“The Sword of the Hero has been stolen. Isn’t it a great loss for the country?”
“Robbery? He was able to get it because the sword approved it, right? Wasn’t it ‘free to take’ to begin with?”
The signboard on the side of the big rock clearly states this.
“That’s true in principle. But we don’t expect that the person will disappear as soon as it is pulled out. The Sword of the Hero is our nation’s treasure. If it were to be taken out of the country, it would be a serious matter.”
Gazuso was right.
I can’t imagine that he would misuse it at all, but no matter how much I insist on it, there is no guarantee that the king or the high officials of the palace will take lenient measures.
He was once again in the position of being hunted.
“Marianne Sama….”
“Yes, ‘mourning what has happened’ is not an option.”
For now, you do what you can, as best you can. So….
“Are you sure you want to do this?”
When I shared my thoughts with Gazuso, his question came back as if he was troubled.
“I can’ t be the only one who gets ‘special’ treatment.”
You say it like you’re blown away.
“Ouch, ouch, ouch. A little gentler, please.”
She saw the only injured person being taken away by the guards – the only one she could see.
Marianne Verdemion was ‘special’.
She was ‘special’, or perhaps ‘peculiar’ was the right word.
From a very young age, when she had not yet been given the ‘Heavenly Eyes’, she was able to do everything with ease.
She loved physical activities, especially swordsmanship.
At the age of seven, she decided to become a knight.
No one ever made fun of her for being a woman. She had that much ability.
That’s why everyone had high expectations for her. With the same amount of anxiety.
Unique skill “Madness”. Rank is E.
Normally, she would have had to perform the Blessing Ceremony at the age of 15 to receive this unique skill, but she already had it when she first had her status values “appraised”.
Although this is extremely unique, it should not be avoided.
Rather, such children are treated as “god’s favored children” who have been discovered by the Earth Mother Goddess at birth. (Of course, there are those who are too rare to be noticed and are simply left unnoticed like some tiger girls. (Of course, there are those who are too rare to be noticed and hidden, like some tiger daughters.)
However, this unexpected blessing caused confusion and anxiety to those around her, and also brought about harsh circumstances for herself.
At the age of only nine, she overthrew the Great Tiger of the Sword Fang. {A Saber Tiger.}
Despite her laudable war achievements, there were widespread fears that she might become more of a threat than a magical beast, as she lost her ability to reason.
Marianne was imprisoned in her home until she turned 15, depriving her of most of her freedom.
No one dared to approach her.
So she should not approach them herself.
No one wanted to touch her.
So she was bound by an obsessive thought that she should not touch them.
Eventually, when she received the “Heavenly Eye” in the Blessing Ceremony, her “value” changed drastically. She was raised as the “heir to the will of the hero” and gained conditional freedom.
In a dimly lit dungeon, Marianne was imprisoned.
It was what she wanted as punishment for her indiscriminate rampage in a public place.
As she sat upright on the cold stone floor, straightening her back in meditation, a call came from the next cell.
“You’re very disciplined, aren’t you? That’s called self-gratification, right?.”
Marianne quietly opened her eyes and responded.
“I know that. But I can’t neglect the law and discipline. I must not be given ‘special’ treatment.”
“Then don’t give me special treatment, either. I’m injured, remember? How can I escape? I’d rather stay in my cell, on the ground, and have a good time together with friends. You know, the three brothers I caught are over there, right?”
Musashi Kidou.
This was the Oni that attacked Marianne and the others in the square without asking any questions.
When she asked him about the situation during the treatment, he claimed he was innocent, saying that he was desperate to catch the thugs who killed the priest, and Marianne was almost convinced that he was innocent. However, an eyewitness reported that a swordsman from the demon tribe was watching from a position where he could hear Mel and Marianne’s conversation.
Therefore she was going to take her time to ask him about the situation in detail, along with the treatment.
For this reason, we are going to take our time and ask about the situation in detail in parallel with the treatment.
“So, it’s all a big misunderstanding and miscommunication.”