Radiant Dragon’s Otherworldly Reincarnation

Chapter 215. Knight A (2)

A handsome man with red hair that suited him well stood at attention before Patrick and read a report.

This man was Red, the master of the Thieves’ Guild that ruled the night streets of the Atronia Kingdom.

He usually stayed in the capital, White Town, but had made the trip himself to deliver an important report to Patrick.

“It is reported that the Yusef Kingdom, having seized the momentum in the opening battle, is unilaterally pushing back the Flame Kingdom.”

“Hmmmm…”

“King Cierion, who stands at the forefront, wielding a giant sword and leading his troops to victory, has been given the name Hegemon King.”

“That brat, huh.”

“The morale of the Yusef Kingdom’s army is unusual. There is no sign of them stopping at a reasonable point. It is as if they intend to see it to the very end.”

“Well, of course, they would.”

That brat’s goal was to first unify the four eastern nations.

The reason he went to war with the Flame Kingdom was obvious.

Patrick nodded his head and said.

“Continue to gather information on his movements and report back.”

“Yes. I will do my best.”

“Will your best be enough? You need to produce definite results.”

“Hahaha….”

“Where do you think you’re going, laughing it off? I’ll smack you!”

A sigh escaped on its own.

The ruler of the back alleys who held sway over the darkness of the Atronia Kingdom.

That was him.

But….

“Just you wait until there’s a hole in your information. That day, there’ll be a hole in your life too.”

What meaning did that have to this bastard?

Red just clasped his hands together to curry favor and said with a face that had given up both his liver and gallbladder.

“Hehehe. How could that happen? You know how competent I am… Ack!”

Stab!

“Where do you think a thief bastard gets off having such bright and shiny eyes? Huh?”

And you stab me for that?

You stab me?

It’s sad and sorrowful.

But what could he do?

To avoid being abandoned by this man, he had to prove his usefulness somehow.

Because the moment he was abandoned by Patrick, the scraps he was picking up from under this man would also end.

If there was one consolation….

“Anyway, there’s no one I like. Hey! What are you doing? Is this a bed? Are you comfortable lying down? Should I make you lie down forever?”

It was that he wasn’t the one having the hardest time here.

“Kuhk…”

“Ugh… ughhh…”

“Damn… you… you bastard….”

Right now, about 300 soldiers of the Schneider fief and 200 able-bodied Orc warriors were all collapsed on the ground, groaning in pain.

Naturally, the one who created this tragedy was Patrick.

As soon as he returned, he had a sparring match under the guise of group training and left them in this state.

He showed no signs of fatigue even after sweeping through such a force on his own.

‘He really is a monster.’

The soldiers of the Schneider fief, said to be the strongest army in the east, and the mighty Orc warriors.

This monster had crushed them all on his own.

It was to the point where he didn’t know how to accept this with common sense.

“Tsk tsk tsk, how have your skills not improved at all while I was gone? Not at all!”

At that, the fallen soldiers and Orc warriors raised their heads and glared at Patrick, saying.

“Must… kill him…”

“Dammit…”

“Chwiik…”

Seeing the brats whose eyes were still alive even though they were down and couldn’t even lift a finger, the corners of Patrick’s mouth went up.

‘They have guts.’

In truth, Patrick was quite satisfied.

He had lightly beaten them up as a final check.

For the past four years, the soldiers hadn’t just been playing around.

All the soldiers had reached at least the 4-star realm, and a few among them had even achieved the 5-star realm.

On top of that, Sanson, the only knight in the fief, seemed like he could reach the 6-star realm with just the right opportunity.

Considering that Sanson was still in his mid-30s, his skill was more than enough to be called a genius in the eyes of the world.

And the change in the Orc warriors was beyond his expectations.

Orc Blade.

A saber art that was a simplified and modified version of the Hebei Peng Clan’s Five Tiger Severing Gate Blade, with the forms reduced to three.

In truth, he hadn’t expected much.

This was because the martial studies of the central plains, which required precise discipline and posture, did not suit the Orcs.

But as a result of leaving them to it for the past four years, it had developed in an unexpected direction.

It wasn’t the saber art with precise posture and discipline that he had originally expected, but it had transformed into a terrifying saber art that exuded a killing intent like that of a beast that has smelled blood.

With their posture broken and their swings instinctual and hammering, the ferocity of a wild beast was naturally revealed.

‘Should I name it the Beast Saber Art?’

The Orc warriors who had learned the Orc Blade, filled with wild ferocity and killing intent, seemed like they would become a better fighting force than expected.

Now, if the forces Patrick had prepared were added to this….

‘It’s definitely doable.’

The result of the final check was satisfactory.

Patrick said to the fallen soldiers.

“That’s all for today’s training. Come out early tomorrow morning.”

At this point, it seemed safe to make up his mind.

The corners of Patrick’s lips were subtly raised as he turned to leave.

* * *

Patrick left the fief and met with Turanta, the chief of the Red Rock Tribe.

“It has been a long time, great warrior.”

“It’s been a long time, Turanta. Wow, your muscles have gotten even bigger.”

“Hahahaha!”

Turanta laughed heartily and patted Patrick’s back.

Thanks to this great warrior, they had established a good relationship with the humans.

As a result, the Orcs were able to eat delicious food and drink liquor to their hearts’ content.

At first, it was a migration they were forced to choose, but now, they were very satisfied.

The only problem was….

“I noticed on my way here that your territory has gotten much smaller.”

“The number of our Orcs has increased greatly. That is why our territory has become small.”

The land Patrick had provided to the Red Rock Tribe was by no means small.

Since the Schneider fief had plenty of land to spare, he had provided a large clearing made by logging a part of the Great Forest.

But that was four years ago.

“The number of our Red Rock Tribe has increased. This land is now too small.”

“It seemed so. So? Do you have any countermeasures?”

At that, Turanta said with a gloomy expression.

“If this place becomes too small, it cannot be helped. We may have to return to the forest.”

For Patrick, this was absolutely unacceptable.

He could not let go of the fighting force of the Orc warriors that he had painstakingly cultivated.

“Don’t worry. As it happens, I have a better idea. Would you like to hear it?”

“What is it? I wish to know the thoughts of the great warrior.”

And when Patrick said something, Turanta said with a very surprised face.

“Yes. That method is also possible.”

“Not bad, right?”

“It is a good idea. As expected, the great warrior is also smart.”

“Ahem.”

He’s pleased to be praised for being smart by an Orc.

But the proposal Patrick made was actually perfect for solving Turanta’s problem.

He had been wondering what to do about the ever-increasing population and the small territory.

“Then I’ll take that as a yes. Well, let’s proceed with the details in a few days.”

“Why in a few days?”

“We also need some preparation on our side. So, let’s see each other later. And let’s keep it a secret until then.”

“Understood. Oh, great warrior.”

After finishing the meeting with the Orcs, Patrick returned home again.

And he met with Matthew and asked.

“When will the ordered goods arrive?”

“They should arrive in two days.”

“Then we can take care of everything at once then. Until then, I’ll just have to work the kids.”

Hearing Patrick’s words, Matthew said.

“Are you really going to go through with it?”

“Of course. The Tower of Truth and the Elves will be joining us soon, so we need to get our side in order before then so we don’t get pushed around.”

“……”

Matthew clicked his tongue.

Watching Patrick as his friend, he couldn’t help but be amazed.

Just how many things was this guy responsible for and moving forward with?

The people of the world knew less than half of who Patrick Schneider was.

They just knew him as a man who was good with a sword and had a bad personality.

But Matthew, who had watched his true worth from the side, knew.

His meticulousness in preparing for everything.

His deliberateness in proceeding with necessary tasks step by step.

His boldness in pushing through all at once when needed.

And decisively, his tenacity to see things through no matter what….

‘A person like this is the one who changes the world and leaves his name in history.’

Matthew, who had watched Patrick from the side, knew.

He knew what a great figure his friend was.

He would probably leave his name in history.

No, he had already left enough of it.

Watching such a Patrick, he couldn’t help but think that he wanted to follow him to the end.

He wanted to know what kind of world this guy would create.

That’s why Matthew also provided the maximum possible cooperation whenever Patrick requested it.

Perhaps that was Patrick’s greatest strength.

* * *

A few days later.

As usual, the soldiers and Orc warriors were lined up in the training ground.

So far, it was a normal day.

Soon, Patrick would appear and push them mercilessly.

The only thing different was….

“The Lord and Lady have come?”

“It’s true. Her Highness the 7th Queen is here too?”

“Then, is the person behind her Princess Isabella?”

“I’m seeing a princess for the first time.”

“Wow…. She’s beautiful.”

“I know, right.”

The soldiers looked at Isabella with curious faces.

Publicly, she was Patrick’s fiancée.

In other words, she was the one who would become the mistress of this Schneider family in the future.

They didn’t know what the future would hold, but the soldiers looked at Isabella with eyes full of curiosity.

And the Orc warriors also looked at Isabella with curious eyes.

“Is that human the great warrior’s mate?”

“Too thin.”

“Her lower body muscles are weak. I do not understand the great warrior’s taste.”

Isabella felt the gazes pouring on her and tensed her body.

In fact, she couldn’t help but be nervous.

‘What is this place….’

What kind of soldiers were these?

Not a single one of the ordinary soldiers seemed like an easy opponent.

No, there were even a few who seemed stronger than her.

A mere soldier was stronger than her, the top student of the Academy’s Knight Faculty.

Did that even make sense?

On top of that, the Orc warriors next to them also looked formidable.

Besides, why were Orcs training nonchalantly with humans?

Everything, from one to ten, was incomprehensible.

‘Well, this is Patrick’s hometown, so I guess it’s wrong to expect it to be normal.’

In any case, it was a fact that her mother was recuperating comfortably in this fief.

After talking with her mother, whom she had met after a long time, she learned that she had been living well in this fief, and that alone was a relief for her.

And at that moment….

“Bring them over here. Yes. Move them carefully.”

Patrick appeared in the training ground.

He didn’t just appear, but he came with what looked like employees of the Elbador Merchant Guild, carrying a lot of things on a cart.

And he said….

“All soldiers, come and get one each.”

He said.

A few of the bewildered soldiers approached and checked the items on the cart.

And then….

“Huh? This is?”

“Full plate armor?”

What was loaded on it was armor and a sword.

And it wasn’t the leather armor or chainmail that soldiers wore, but the full plate mail that real knights would wear.

The quick-witted soldiers realized what was happening.

And Patrick said.

“One per person. Quickly take them and go back to your positions.”

“……”

“……”

“Hey, move it, you bastards!”

The soldiers, despite Patrick’s shouting, didn’t move right away and just looked at Patrick with moved expressions.

That’s right.

Today was the day.

Today was the day they had been waiting for so long.

After everyone had received their plate mail, Patrick gave a signal, and Baron Schneider stood up.

“To my loyal soldiers.”

At Baron Schneider’s words, the soldiers’ hearts pounded.

They had already anticipated what would be said next.

“You have suffered much for a long time. You, who could have received the treatment of a knight if you went to another fief, have remained in the fief, keeping your loyalty to me until the end. I take this opportunity to express my gratitude for your loyalty.”

And Baron Schneider actually bowed his head and paid his respects to the soldiers.

Isabella, who saw this, was surprised.

A noble bowing his head to a commoner could be seen as a humiliation if one was not careful.

‘If word of this gets out….’

But she realized that she was worrying for nothing.

No one around her was surprised by Baron Schneider’s actions.

Not even her own mother in front of her.

She took her daughter’s hand and said in a small voice.

“That is the kind of person he is.”

The Baron Schneider that Queen Jaynova had observed was a person completely devoid of the authoritarianism characteristic of nobles.

At first, she couldn’t understand such a Baron Schneider.

He was a noble from birth and had a son who was the most promising in the kingdom at present.

It wouldn’t have been strange if he acted arrogantly with his nose high in the air.

But Baron Schneider was humble and down-to-earth in all things.

To the point where it was suspicious how a noble could be like that.

And she later found out.

It was because he was such a down-to-earth and humble person that the peace of this Schneider fief was maintained.

If he had been a tyrant, the 300 soldiers standing before them would have moved to a place with better treatment.

The powerful Orc warriors also trusted Baron Schneider because he was always humble and yielding.

Baron Schneider did not have the same skill or talent as his son.

Patrick’s dazzling talent and strength, and his unbelievable achievements, were truly the path of a hero.

A hero as dazzling as the sun, whom one could not dare to approach.

But Baron Schneider was like a large willow tree that provided a comfortable shade when people were tired from the scorching sunlight.

Needless to say, she, the queen, also found this place much more comfortable to live in than the royal palace.

Baron Schneider smiled kindly at the soldiers looking at him and said.

“From this moment on, I appoint you as knights. I would like to hold a knighting ceremony for each and every one of you, but…”

“At this rate, when would we ever finish?”

The Baron looked at his son, who was muttering while picking his ear, and let out a sigh.

“There is no choice but to substitute it by bestowing armor and a surname in a simplified manner.”

And Baron Schneider approached each knight, tapped their shoulders with a sword, and bestowed upon them a prepared surname.

“I bestow upon you the surname of Panotra. Sir Panotra, always be faithful to chivalry.”

“Yes, my lord.”

The soldiers, no, the now-knights, received their knighthood with deep emotion.

In the midst of it….

“Father, I would like to do that one myself.”

Patrick interjected.

“You?”

“Yes. I have something prepared for him.”

At Patrick’s words, Baron Schneider nodded and stepped back.

Come to think of it, this soldier was one that Patrick had paid particular attention to.

Patrick, with a solemn attitude, went to the soldier and said.

“Soldier Oliver. Are you ready to receive the knighthood from me?”

“Yes, my lord.”

Oliver’s body trembled with emotion.

He naturally respected Baron Schneider.

Still, who was the real power in this fief?

Was it not the Young Master?

His lips curled up to his ears at the fact that the Young Master was personally taking care of him.

‘Are you watching? This is the difference between you and me.’

Receiving the jealous gazes of the surrounding soldiers, Oliver knelt.

And Patrick placed the sword on his shoulder, tapped it, and said.

“I dub thee a knight and…”

Later, the soldiers would say.

That at that moment, a devil’s smile was on the Young Master’s face.

“I grant you the surname ‘A’.”

“Thank… huh?”

“I’m counting on you. Knight A.”

“……”

Was this it?

Was this why you gave me special treatment?

‘Are you even human?’

That day, Oliver went from being Soldier A to Knight A.