Crimson Karma - Chapter 133

Chapter 133 [Side Story] Michael

Caen-! Caang-!

The sound of a dull sword hitting a child’s blade was ringing in the smoke field. The sweaty, wheat-haired boy was wielding his sword hard without any looseness in Dalian, a swordsman’s guidance. However, even today, the teacher eventually missed the sword and was forced to finish class.

“Good job. It’s getting better and better, so it’s not too long to catch up with my mother.”

“Good job. And that day will probably never come.”

The blue-eyed boy, Michael Keishas Roman, replied, looking down resentfully at my slender wrist, who has not yet overcome the power of an adult. Every day, I followed the fitness routine that my mother devised, but my body didn’t stick to my muscles as soon as I thought. Michael, who frowned on his forearm and rubbed his forearm, brightened his face as soon as he saw him looking at him from outside the train station.

“Mother!”

Casilla found me and laughed as he looked at Michael running straight away. The child is still thirteen years old. Even though he was an age that would be tolerated just for playing, Michael tried to practice swordsmanship and learn academics without being lazy. That’s enough to say it’s like a bad luck. Casilla felt guilty for nothing because it seemed that he knew somehow why Michael was doing this.

Those who were indifferent to others’ wounds used to scold Michael for being the luckiest child in the empire. At first glance, she doesn’t know what kind of hell the boy with wheat-colored hair, blue eyes, and a fine impression, who seems only to be a rich man who has never suffered, survived. Casilla knew that it was Michael’s great thing to remain in his mind even after surviving there. Of course, I knew well that it would have left a huge scar on the unconscious in some way… .

“Good job, Swindel. Should I do it right away or later?”

“I’d like to ask you right now. It’s because your body has been warmed up just fine.”

“Okay, Michael. You sit here and watch.”

Casilla confirmed that Michael was sitting on a grassy field outside the training area, and then stepped up into the training area with her own twin swords. After Swindel had a match with Michael, the time for Casilla to have a match with Swindel continued. And Michael watched it with twinkling eyes. For Michael, his mother was an invincible knight and an eternal idol.

“Today will be different.”

“Yes? Then I’ll bet today. Let’s give the winner one thing they want.”

“Are you really? Then today I will take your Requies!”

Swindel’s confident declaration that Casilla would take the sword Requies granted by the emperor gave Casilla a bloody smile and the battle began.

Swindel, who served as the deputy head of the Gray Wolf Knights, a special knight training center in the Imperial Palace, was now the second leader of the undisputed Knights. The torture that Casilla had inflicted on his squad members in the past was now being performed by Swindel to the little chicks coming under me, and thanks to the new knights who are not familiar with Casilla’s true figure, Swindel was more likely than Casilla. I was scared. Of course, when they become intermediate knights who have completed some training and are entrusted to Casilla’s hands, they realize how benevolent Swindel was.

Their battle time increased dramatically compared to a few years ago when they couldn’t get even five sums. Casilla was struggling with the map to improve Swindel’s ability by winning only a breathtakingly, and Swindel knew it, so he always disassembled it into defeat. However, it was always Swindel who fought today with the hope that he could win today.

But even today, the sword fell from Swindel’s hand with the sound of pacan.

“…Lost.”

Swindel softly stepped back and lowered his head, and Casilla bowed face to face and turned to turn toward Michael.

Between each other!

Michael jumped to the sound of the wire flying into Casilla’s sword. Swindel, who was bowing his head, threw the wire he hid in his sleeve. But at the same time, one of Casilla’s swords pointed at Swindel’s neck.

“The attempt was good. Yeah, the Gray Wolf should never give up until his life is gone.”

When Casilla laughed leisurely, Swindel declared a real surrender.

“Sheesh. I thought it would be successful.”

Swindel, with a blunt look just like the previous Michael, grumbled and pushed the tip of Casilla’s sword with his finger. For Michael and Swindel, Casilla was an invincible knight and an eternal boss. It’s Dalian that I lose every time, but I hope these days will last forever.

“Yes, I won, so I will ask for the one I want.”

“Yes? Oh, no, where is that! Honestly, how do I beat the boss?”

“If I ran with that thought, I lost. Anyway, because a promise is a promise.”

“What, what do you want?”

“Push the beard.”

“Yeah eh eh eh?”

Swindel took a step back, wrapping my beard, which had been elaborated and trimmed for several months, with both hands.

“No! Why are you so obsessed with my beard?”

“I hate to see it. It’s messy. When you eat a beer and see the foam on his beard, it makes me taste bad.”

“A man is a beard! You really don’t know. Michael-nim! Michael-nim likes my beard, isn’t it like a man?”

Swindel, whose face turned red in embarrassment, looked at Michael desperately and put unspoken pressure to join me. But once again, Michael’s eternal idol was my mother, not Swindel.

“If you are a knight, you have to keep your promise.”

Swindel trembled at the disciple’s betrayal. Eventually he sat down at the dining table that evening with a neatly shaved face. His wife, who sits by Swindel’s side, is grateful to Casilla without knowing it.

“It is said that a rebellion took place in the West. I was told where I escaped from the star palace, but it seems that I couldn’t escape the empire.”

Swindel ate food carefully, as if avoiding a beard, even though his mouth was smooth. Then he touched my chin like a habit, realized the missing beard, and frowned again. Anyway, Swindel’s love for beard wasn’t important now.

“From Melania’s point of view, how unfair it would have been because I had the day of the empress and my child becoming emperor.”

“Huh! Who is the person who is not so unfair? Anyway, he’s a terrible woman. Thanks to him, Yurikadeon’s balls are thinner.”

Tassel did not kill his half-brother, who was only ten years old, despite the pleas of his aides who asked for the decapitation of Yurikadeon. Because the child was so delicate and was not responsible for the emperor and emperor’s actions as much as his nails. However, if left as it was, it was obvious that it would be a fire of rebellion, so as soon as Yurikadeon was 12 years old, Tassel was sent to the father of the youngest daughter of the Trenquilium Kingdom. The youngest daughter of the kingdom of Trenquillum was only 14 years old, but in the position of Trenquilium, who should be seen well to Tassel, there was no power to reject the marriage, which was anti-compulsory. Rather, it was a board to be grateful for that the Prince of the Great Empire came to Buma. Yurikadeon was grateful for Tassel’s disposition, and he followed his orders carefully, and fortunately said that he was getting along well with the youngest daughter of the kingdom.

However, the trouble started with Melania, a waste house that had been confined to a separate palace. At first, she thanked Tassel with tears, saying thank you for saving Yurikadeon, herself, and the newborn baby. At the same time, she trembled like an aspen, but when her delicate body and beautiful appearance were combined, there were people who felt compassion for her. Are all such young and beautiful women wishing to come in the rain of the old emperor? Originally, they were looking for Tassel’s spouse. I had asked Tassel. So, although she was trapped in the tower, she was able to move to a separate palace in the north called’gung’, where she wanted to live quietly while raising a baby. However, she will entangle the knight commander, who is reluctant to worship her, escape the constellation, and start a revolt in the west of Antella as a base… .

“Is Melania’s child a daughter?”

“Yes. Now I have a child who is only six years old and I don’t know what you are doing.”

At that time, Swindel’s wife, who was listening to her, said that she understood Melania.

“But if it was me, it might have been the case. If my child has to keep eating and is threatened with life, it may have been the mother’s heart that I would have thought of raising him to emperor.”

But Swindel and Casilla had different ideas. If she really did it because of her motherhood, it wasn’t convincing that Yurikadeon stopped paying attention as soon as she became Trenquillium’s son-in-law. Everyone knew that Yurikadeon was the first person to be at risk from her rebellion, but it was also said that she had never even spoken to Yurikadeon about the rebellion. Eventually, she only needed a line of my own to become emperor and listen to her words. It aroused the anger of Alicia, who had the same child.

“Let’s run wild. Sir Perea went as commander of the riot force?”

“Yes. I followed a few of the Knights of the Black Lion, so I’ll probably come back soon after quitting.”

“Well, I can’t worry about our military, but I’m worried that an innocent child who met his mother wrong will be sacrificed.”

At Casilla’s words, everyone just made a painful sound. This time, there was a high probability that Melania’s child could not spare his life. Because the rebellion took place, the nobles couldn’t be left alone.

Swindel then turned to Michael, who was eating quietly by Casilla’s side. Casilla, Ernon and Michael had very different appearances. But nonetheless, they were three people with a strangely similar atmosphere. After Casilla adopted Michael as her adoptee, she couldn’t pinch where it was, but it became very soft somewhere. Does it feel like a real’mom’ even though she is a woman who has never actually had children? Of course, his skills and sense as a commander of the Gray Wolf were not rusted, but the years were piled up as the days went by, so they sometimes looked like gods. Apart from that, Casilla’s motherhood bloomed.

Perhaps that’s the feeling Michael created. At first, Michael was anxious not to fall away from Casilla, and Casilla never bothered him. Michael patted him, stroked him, and wiped away his tears until he settled. Ernon, too, did not fall beside him, complaining that Michael had’paralyzed’ the most powerful guardians of the empire. However, their devotion opened the door to Michael’s heart, and now he has become a hard and precocious child that cannot be compared with his peers. Every time I see Count Roman, Swindel feels a little strange as it seems to see the symbol of’family love’. Seeing my wife, who had a hard time conceiving and is now quite full, I wondered if she could become the head of such a family. So, words jumped out inadvertently.

“Woo. I’m more worried about my child than others’. My child, like Michael-nim, must build up his skills and become a strong knight.”

Casilla opened her eyes as Swindel gently patted his wife’s belly and spit out useless complaining.

“Why do you have to be a knight?”

“Because I’m a knight. I’m proud of being a knight of His Majesty the Emperor. It’s a Korean-American story, but I want my child to grow up as a knight and continue the title. Isn’t it, too?”

Swindel replied as if asking why he was asking for granted, but Casilla was still a puzzled face.

“It’s just that Michael makes it because he wants to do it. I don’t want to make it happen because I want to become a musician, but I don’t want to do anything that risks hurting my hand, but it’s good to do everything I want to do.”

“Yes? What kind of musician is Count Zion?”

At those words, Casilla opened her eyes terribly.

“I can be a musician who is invited to foreign countries. Ah! It’s because you haven’t heard Michael’s viola play yet. I’m really surprised. Even though I’m still young, my fingers are elongated, so the hands are the musicians’ hands. Now that the words of this king came out, Michael, why don’t you listen to a song to your swordsmanship at refreshment time?”

“Yes, mother.”

All those with children said that they were out of arms, and Kashiya also did not move away from this. Casilla’s encouragement to play an instrument, Michael’s embarrassment, but responding to him gently, it seemed that Casilla’s praise was not empty.

“No, so now, you’re making the Gray Wolf Knight Commander’s son, a musician?”

“If my child should be a knight, ignoring my abilities or wishes? My child and Ernon’s child, should I also be a knight and a wizard? Why should a child who can stand as a musician follow the parents’ profession and bury his talents? Right? That’s a waste of talent and a waste of life.”

Swindel looked a little vague. Kashiya, who was the most disruptive in the history of the empire, still had no regrets about his rank or family. It was respectable, envious, and enviable.

But Swindel knows. She never says anything wrong. So, again, she will be right. Swindel, who was dreaming of a future where he would have fun playing swordsmanship with my child, found himself a little disappointed, but for the first time he had the idea of ​​supporting him in that path if he said he would become a scribe.

And after listening to Michael’s viola performance, the idea was firmly established.

Casillae Ernon studied a lot in raising Michael, because they hadn’t had a happy childhood. They fear that something that is natural to them will come to the child as oppression, and that their careless words will scratch the heart of the child with many wounds.

When Casilla and Ernon adopted Michael, they accepted that the child was completely different from us and tried to allow Michael to express his nature. Michael embraced their love, just as a fragile and withered plant accepts sweet spring water and warm sunlight, and gradually broke out the hard shell of terror surrounding him. When I awakened the fear that controlled all my actions, Michael began to shine as if with wings, through which Casilla and Ernon also healed their childhood wounds.

“Mother. If you want me to be the Commander of the Gray Wolf Knight, I’ll be happy to follow.”

Casilla and Ernon opened their eyes to a sudden addition of Michael, who came to greet him at night. It seemed that Swindel’s words were taken quite seriously.

“If I quit the knight commander, what would you do? If I quit the knight commander and become a nobleman who plays and eats while managing the estate, do you think so too?”

At Casilla’s bitter smile, Michael hesitated to think of the desired answer.

“Oh. Michael doesn’t seem to have any intention of connecting his father’s job.”

Next to him, Ernon, pretending to be sad, helped make fun.

“Well, that’s… I have no horsepower, no power…”

“Michael. We didn’t make you son to take over the title or position.”

Michael felt pressured to do something whenever he came up with his adopted position. However, he became even more frowned that he wasn’t trying to make him do that. I wondered if it could be thrown away at any time if it was useless. Casilla was looking into Michael’s mind.

“You… no, the three of us were just destined to be a family. How would you attach a reason and a need to the bond God made? You’re just our lovely child. If you have a responsibility to feel it’s you, you’re It should be for yourself, not for us. OK?”

Michael was actually unable to fully understand what his mother said. However, I could instinctively know by looking at my parents’ soft and warm eyes. That he was really saved… .

“Yes… good night.”

I couldn’t say anything, but in a feeling of tickling, Michael twisted his body for nothing.

“Good night. I love you.”

Michael’s cheeks were dyed again when he said he loved him. Michael was having a happy childhood, as Casilla and Ernon hoped.

Even today, a happy night fell in Count Roman’s work.