Since When Were You The Villain? - Chapter 18

The Knights of Ruchtainer are the best knights in the Empire, boasting of its history and tradition.

The huge tree-shaped crest hanging in the center of the Knights Templar building symbolized its pride.

In this world, the two swords protecting the Empire were selected as the Military Police and the Ruchtainer Knights.

The military and police forces protected the internal security and security of the empire, while the Ruchtainer prevented threats and conflicts from outside the empire.

At Ruchtainer, when winter passes and the weather turns warmer, all the knights are gathered to conduct training and annual evaluations.

And Ian Frauss should now be attending the training and annual assessment as well.

“You don’t know how surprised I was to receive the letter.”

Early in the morning, in the central headquarters of the Knights of Ruchtainer.

Benedict, Ruchtainer’s secretary, took out the letter he received from the training camp yesterday in the center of his desk.

The letter from the central training center on the outskirts of the island seemed to be accompanied by the sound of the knight leader grinding his teeth.

In other words, during spring training, Ian left without permission.

Whether or not he knew the seriousness of the situation, the person in question stood in front of him with his back straight and brazen.

“Something happened to my family and I had to return.”

“If it’s a big deal, did Count Frauss die?”

“No. If that were the case, I would be wearing black clothing now.”

It was Ian who accepted Benedict’s sarcastic remarks straight away.

Benedict asked again with a twisted corner of his lips.

“Then, are you talking about the Frauss maid who was talked about in that weekly?”

“She’s not a maid.”

“It doesn’t matter if she’s a maid or not!”

“As it is my family business, it is important to me.”

Ian with a cool tone.

He remembered Sophia’s sleeping face early in the morning.

After an intruder broke in last night, the annoyed Ian kicked Sophia out of his room and sent her into her new room.

Even then, she kept popping up in the corner of his head, annoyingly.

How disturbed he was to practice alone this morning.

“If that’s the case, I heard it too. But whatever the truth is, gossip or something that comes up in the middle of training…”

“All of the training is over.”

“That’s right…”

Benedict scanned the documents related to Ian.

Since spring training goes with evaluation, it is operated on a point system.

If the score for each training stage exceeds a certain level, it is recognized as training completion.

And Ian had already surpassed the base score by the time he had a week left in his training schedule.

Highest in all items.

Indeed, he was a promising knight within the Ruchtainer.

‘The problem is that these self-centered behaviors are popping up.’

No matter how early he met the criteria, he shouldn’t have gotten out that early.

Knights are a group. Organizations must follow the rules of the organization in order to be maintained.

“You just exceeded the standard, didn’t you? If it’s your skill, you’ll be first in this spring training…”

“I did it every time.”

“Wow!”

Ian answered as if it were natural. But it was also an undeniable fact, although a bit repulsive.

The Ruchtainers are the most powerful knights in the Empire, so there are a lot of strong people.

It didn’t mean that there aren’t any people with skills like Ian.

No matter how good he was, he was a human, not a god. When he reaches that level, he often wins or loses by a single sheet of paper.

But Ian has always been victorious among his fiercest rivals. Read only at pm tl.

The reason was that.

‘Because he’s crazy.’

A relentless tenacity, obsession, and clinging to victory.

The knights valued his mental strength higher than his physical ability.

The knights who had competed with him said in unison: A goblin-like madness flashed in Ian Frauss’s green eyes.

Then he met only the training standards and left halfway?

For Benedict, it was more shocking than Lady Chanelia’s gossip.

“I thought you value number one quite a bit, but…”

“I never thought of first place as important.”

“No?”

You, who made other knights crawl with broken limbs?

He’d rather believe the saying that lions are vegetarians.

However, the knight Ian Frauss looked at him with a calm expression as if it were true.

He’s never been so obsessed with being number one. He just didn’t want to lose. As a result, he became number 1.

In an instant, Killian’s face flashed through Ian’s mind.

He hated defeat.

He remembered that became displeased again.

“Anyway, if you suddenly notify me that you are leaving like this…”

“Didn’t I write a statement of reason and submit it?”

Ian pointed to the note on Benedict’s desk.

It was sent with a letter from the training center.

“I had to submit. I did, but it didn’t come up before the manager’s permission seal was stamped, did it?”

Benedict sighed.

As soon as Ian heard the news from the weekly magazine in the morning, he scribbled out an explanation, left it to his fellow knight, and went straight to his mansion.

“It’s difficult if you keep doing this. There are many complaints from other knights as well.”

That unpredictable trouble has sparked a controversy over equity within the Knights Templar.

Some argued that he should be expelled for not being disciplined.

‘Expelled, well, that’s easy to say. We wondered if we should keep him…’

It was not an easy matter.

Ruchteiner often joins the ranks by first building a reputation in other knights or by accumulating personal skills, but Ian learned from Ruchtainer from a very young age and grew up here.

He came all the way here seeing everything he could see inside, so he was quite special to the senior knights.

‘He knew a lot of important information about the Knights Templar… Above all else, I can’t ignore his skills.’

Nineteen years old.

At that age, with this level of skill, Benedict wouldn’t even imagine how strong Ian would be in his mid-to-late twenties.

His personality was eccentric, but there were knights who respected and followed him.

It would be difficult if he was kicked out and then entered into another Knights Templar or Military Police.

All those who follow his name will try to move there.

‘Besides, there were some achievements that he has made…’

It wasn’t a day or two that Ian caused this kind of problem.

However, he made a big contribution that was not comparable to such a small problem.

He made a breakthrough when the knights were on the defensive, saving dozens of lives, and he decapitated the head of the enemy.

How could they expel him like that?

‘So, how good would it be if you listen carefully!’

Benedict touched his forehead.

However, the knight in question stood with an indifferent expression as if he was not interested in this painful situation.

‘Because of that bastard, I’m living in stress.’

“Anyway, go back to the training center today and finish the rest of your schedule. You don’t have any other missions.”

“…Yes.”

Wasn’t that answer a bit slow?

“But, secretary.”

“Yes?”

“…Do our knights have no contact with the military and police force?”

“What are you talking about?”

Why is the military and police force suddenly brought up?

“Did you forget that the military and police are protecting the inside of the empire, and we are protecting the outside of the empire?”

“It’s not a business problem, for example… It’s like a swordsmanship contest for the purpose of fellowship.”

“A contest for communion? Since when did you like friendship?”

Who doesn’t have any friends even within the Knights Templar?

“The military and police force and our knights are said to be the two swords of the Empire.

“Hey… Be careful with such remarks. It sounds dangerous.”

To see two swords facing each other, doesn’t it look like a civil war between the military and police force and the Knights Templar?

“I didn’t mean it that way.”

“I know, I know. But why all of a sudden with the military and police?”

“I want to see their skills. In fact, there are a few knights who have passed from Ruchtainer to there…”

In the early days of the establishment of the military and police force, the emperor selected talented people from the Knights Templar and brought them into his direct agency.

About 20 years after that. The military and police forces developed their strength in a unique system and method different from that of the Knights Templar.

“Well, everyone wonders who would win if we fight with the military and police force.”

A childish but interesting curiosity.

Among the knights, there are quite a few who have such curiosity.

Even if they collide, they won’t be in good shape, so they’ve never had a fight…

“Can you reserve a seat for me?”

“Would you like to have a friendly match with the military police?”

Ian nodded silently.

“It is not easy. We are busy too, and they have a lot of work. It’s going to be a waste of years just putting it on the schedule.”

“Even if it’s a matter of self-esteem?”

As the young knight’s eyes became sharp, Benedict stood up.

“Did you get attacked by them?”

Then, Ian’s rotting expression was shown.

Benedict raises his eyebrows with a curious look.

“Did you lose?”

“…”

An undeniable, clenched fist.

A laugh erupted from the office.

“Really? No, who the hell beat up Ian Frauss?”

At Benedict’s question, Ian’s mouth was tightly shut and did not open.

“Was it your sister’s fiance?”

“…!”

Benedict, seeing a clear change in expression, grabbed his stomach and laughed.

He laughed so much that a tear fell from the corner of his eye.

A proud, stubborn man trembled in front of him.

“The only person who could defeat you was definitely the military police commander.”

“I didn’t lose.”

“Oh? So it’s not true?”

With that expression?

Ian’s unique, obsessive, young face. Benedict knew what that expression was.

After making a mistake or doing something wrong, Ian put on such an expression.

It was his pride that he couldn’t accept his own weaknesses and shortcomings.

“I said no.”

Ian’s eyes gleamed.

It was so scary that Benedict felt like he was going to pee.

“Oh, then! Our Ian Frauss lost. How can that be! That’s nonsense.”

Benedict nodded his head violently while thinking about who to tell this funny story to.