Violant of the Silver - Chapter 85-2

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translator: mii

editor: Junii

They were clearly ridiculing him, but Legion didn’t seem to mind at all. He nodded, and said, “Yes. I’m blessed to have such a wonderful Master and live happily every day. Thank you for your concern.”

Vio almost laughed at Legion’s earnest reply. It sounded ironic, but Legion must be serious.

However, the knights took his words as sarcasm and grew angry.

“You’re so cheeky… Don’t get all conceited because they call you the best swordsman in the country.”

“Yes, I understand. I remind myself every day to train hard in order to keep my skills up.”

“Are you mocking us?!”

“…Why do you get angry even when I reply seriously? I have been thinking about this when I was still in Nada town, but I don’t understand the reason for your anger.”

“Legion Salt…”

Legion’s reply grated on their nerves, even though his words were said with sincerity.

Vio suppressed his laughter and raised a hand to stop Rasil. After all, Rasil looked like he was going to hit Legion any time soon.

“Forgive my knight’s rudeness,” Vio said, before getting back to why Rasil had asked for him. “So? You’ve already greeted me. Why don’t you go back to work?”

“Ah, pardon us, Lord Violant. Oh yes, about Erik…” Rasil looked like he was having fun as Vio frowned. “We haven’t found that traitor yet. But I was surprised. You can leave the mansion now?”

“Yeah. My condition has been cured.”

“That’s great. Back at Nada town, you collapsed every time you went out… It worried everyone. How about using this opportunity to resume your sword training?”

Vio gazed at him in silence. Undoubtedly, Rasil had said those words because he knew of his circumstance.

“I’ll refrain. I’m not good with swords.”

“My, my. Please don’t say that. If you don’t mind, I can be your training partner.” Rasil drew his sword out. “Come on.”

Vio tried to tolerate the sight of it, but he couldn’t and stepped back.

“You are overstepping your boundaries!” Legion said, quickly moving Vio behind his back before going forward. Vio sighed in relief, no longer having to see the glinting, silver blade.  Legion continued, “What kind of rude behavior is this?! You’re talking to the second son of the lord!”

“How heartless. I was just trying to teach him. But well, although Lord Violant is a spare, he isn’t doing a very good job at it, eh? As expected from the ‘incompetent younger brother.’”

The moment Rasil ridiculed Vio, Hauser came out of the stable with an iron bar in his hand. “You fucker! Say one more word and I will be your opponent!”

“One-eyed Hauser?” Rasil wondered, looking at him. “Taking care of the horses sure suits you well.”

“Rasil… You really get on my nerves. I’ve always wanted to punch you when I was still back in Nada town. Today is the day I finally get to do it!”

“Come on, Hauser. I’ll make you kneel in three seconds!”

The air around the two men thickened with bloodlust as they provoked each other.

“Stop that!” yelled Vio, halting them from breaking out into a fight. He then looked at Rasil. “Sir Rasil. I believe you shouldn’t imitate my brother’s bad behavior. What are you so dissatisfied with? You are the commander of the army led by Brother. It is also your responsibility to maintain the security of the duchy, so I’m sure you have a good salary.”

“Huh… I’m dissatisfied, you say?”

Vio nodded to Rasil, who was clearly offended. “I’m right, aren’t I? If you’re satisfied with your current life, you wouldn’t be acting so toxic toward your surroundings. The weaker a dog is, the louder it barks. What are you so afraid of?”

“W-wha… what…?” said Rasil, visibly shaken. Perhaps, Vio had hit the nail on the head.

“Oh, I understand. You have to butter up to m brother on top of being busy with your duties. Everyone else is afraid of you too, even if they treat you like a nuisance. With your position, it shouldn’t have turned out this way… Did I get it right?”

Rasil’s pale face gradually flushed with anger. His subordinates behind him also appeared shaken as they looked at each other.

“Hey, Sir Rasil. It’s true that I’m still scared of swords, but I’m planning to work hard with what I’ve received with my integrity. Compared to my brother, I know that I am lacking. But relying on a professional to help me with what I can’t do is a good idea, don’t you think?” Vio asked, his voice gentle as he pressed on. “And since Brother can do everything, it’s definitely suffocating, feeling like he keeps watch over all of you. You’re an exceptional man, so I’m sure it’s something that you’ve thought about. Why he can’t he trust you more and rely on you…”

“……”

“But, it’s a shame. I’m sure Brother will stay that way for the rest of his life. Please do your best in supporting him.”

“…I’m grateful for your words,” Rasil said, as if he had squeezed those words out of his mouth, a bitter smile on his lips as he bowed. He then glared at his shocked subordinates and said, “We’re leaving!” 

As his subordinates began to leave, he glanced at Vio and said, “Lord Violant, I will admit that you seem to have become a little stronger… but someone like you will never win against Lord Rupheus. What’s so great about a losing dog?”

Vio glared at him. “I don’t know. But even a losing dog has fangs. It isn’t like it’s losing for nothing.”

The corners of Rasil’s mouth quirked up; he was seemingly intrigued by Vio’s rebuttal.

His smile shocked Vio. Rasil had worked in Nada town for a long period, but this was the first instance Vio saw him smile without any intention to mock him. While Vio stood dazed, the Ravens had mounted their horses and had gone back to the main road.

“Really, how troublesome. The Ravens sure are unpleasant…” Legion said. 

Hauser nodded in agreement. “Lord Violant, if you had allowed me, I would have knocked all of them to the ground.” 

“You two… They like to say bad things about me, so don’t take it seriously… But I’m happy that you both became angry on my behalf. Thank you.” Vio gave them a grateful smile.

In a flash, Legion and Hauser were taken aback.

“I can never win against Lord Violant.”

“Huh. My anger quickly disappeared.” 

“Young Master, are you alright?” interjected Jil, before he began to fuss. “Ahh, how deplorable! For them to speak to the second son of the lord in such a rude manner… They definitely do not understand that they’re speaking to someone with the precious blood of the royal family flowing through his veins!”

“It’s okay, Jill. Don’t be so upset,” placated Vio. “Anger is bad for your body. You’re not young anymore.”

“…I lost my temper. You’re right, I’m old now. I’ll be careful.” The expression of rage on Jill’s face shifted into a calmer one. He then smiled. “How about a nice change of pace? Young Master, do you want to have a cup of tea inside?”

“No, I’ll stay here a little longer. Call me when dinner is ready.”

“I understand.”

Noticing that Legion and Hauser’s attention was on him, Vio shrugged. “It’s fine, isn’t it? I won’t bother you. I’m just watching.”

“Yes, we don’t mind…”

To which Legion took his cloak and neatly folded it, thenplaced it down in one of the corners of the stable. “If you would like to stay, then please sit here, Lord Violant,” he encouraged.

Vio sat down without any hesitation. “Thanks, Legi.”

“You’re welcome,” Legion replied with a grin. Following that, he continued to groom the horse he’d been taking care of.

Vio listened to the sound of the rain as he watched the two men take care of the horses and donkey. And he could feel his heart healing slightly.