Chapter 128. Long Time (2)
I’m not underestimating. I’m concerned because I see it clearly. Even the commander of the knights couldn’t reach the Path of the Sword, so how can we defend Romain from two Swordmasters?
Allen might have felt confident with himself by Callian’s side, but Callian found it hard to feel confident. If Gray was to go to Kairis in the current situation, Romain’s life would be really in danger.
Callian, deep in thought as he tapped Raven’s saddle instead of the table, opened his mouth. Instead of talking to Allen, who was connected to him through the ring, he spoke to Yan, who was riding next to him.
“Is this the only road from Reddington to Kairis?”
Yan nodded in response. “Yes, unless you want to take a much longer route, this is the only way.”
Callian nodded, mumbling to himself.
“Gray won’t be riding that pink carriage all the way to the capital, right? If so, we might meet soon.”
Then, he thought for a moment.
It was a time for him to think about various possibilities regarding the decision he had just made. Callian soon made a playful comment.
Master. I might end up causing another accident.
Upon hearing that, Allen responded with what seemed to be worries.
Your Highness, everyone here is well aware of the meeting between you and Gray Brissen, and that your paths will be the same. So, please don’t make any unnecessary assumptions. I’m afraid you might rashly wield your sword.
Callian made another playful comment in response.
Master, I have no intention of causing damage. But, I also have no intention of risking my life because of it.
Allen asked if he could ask about what exactly Callian was planning.
I’m not so much planning to cause trouble as… It’s more like I’ve lost interest in Gray Brissen going to Kairis.
Callian responded with a laugh.
I won’t wield my sword. I’ll save it for a time when it’s really necessary.
Allen told Callian that he could do whatever he wanted as long as it didn’t involve using a sword.
Understood. As long as it’s not a sword, you can do whatever you want.
Whatever trouble Callian was planning, while it was unclear, seeing his son causing trouble gave Romain headaches. Therefore, Allen simply replied as if it were a fun show.
Several horses were running at an amazing speed. Their speed was beyond what one would expect from normal horses, so fast that someone watching it might think they were dreaming.
At this amazing speed, Arsene and Raychell were talking.
Callian had only said that he would like to see some progress regarding the teleportation magic circle before they got to Kairis. However, Arsene felt the day of entering Kairis was coming soon, as if the end of his life was near. As a result, they were talking about the matter with Raychell at any time and any place.
The problem was that the horses were going too fast.
The reason for the faster speed was Callian’s request. Right after his talk with Allen, he had asked the horses to run at the fastest speed they could handle.
“My point is, couldn’t we use something like a binding oath?”
“But binding oaths are one-on-one agreements!”
The voice in the front was Raychell’s, and the one in the back was Arsene’s.
Callian didn’t care to wonder or worry about why Arsene’s words were interrupted with weird sounds. Instead, he calmly opened his mouth.
“You don’t need to worry so much about it. And don’t talk while on the horse. You might bite your tongue.”
Callian’s voice, despite the fast speed, wasn’t much different from his normal tone. The graceful Raven stayed graceful even at high speeds.
After experiencing this series of events, they rode for another few hours before the group could finally slow down the horses. It was because Callian had found what he was looking for.
Callian’s lips lifted when he felt Gray’s aura coming from the carriage ahead.
“I found it.”
Callian’s voice, like a cat’s meow upon finding a mouse hidden in a hole in the wall, caused various reactions from the group.
Yan moved to the back on his own, and Raychell shoved Hina and Veronica behind her.
Through his running on the training grounds that had taken him past midnight, Kyrie had finally understood Callian’s plans. With resolve, he touched the hilt of his sword. He had decided not to stupidly restrain himself anymore because of unnecessary respect for Callian.
Meanwhile, Arsene started inspecting what looked like a very expensive carriage, even more so than the one they had wrecked last time.
Instead of telling the group that they didn’t need to do this, Callian simply smiled briefly.
Meanwhile, since tomorrow would take them to the comfort of Kairisis’s home, Gray was comfortably thinking his thoughts in the uncomfortable carriage. It was at this moment that his butler spoke.
“Master Gray, someone is chasing us from behind.”
Upon hearing this, Gray quickly closed the curtains at the back of the carriage and looked back, his expression twisted.
“Why is that prince chasing us again? How on earth did he manage to chase us?”
The reason was simple, of course.
Callian’s group had entered Reddington Castle and rested for three days. After that, they used magic to increase their travel speed, covering two days’ worth of distance in one. During that time, Gray had bought a carriage and spent a day on maintenance, then traveled for four days. This was the main reason Callian was able to find Gray, who would have otherwise gone unnoticed.
Seeing Callian steadily coming closer to him, Gray’s expression darkened as if he had grown tired of everything.
“So, you’ve learned some magic, and now you’re daring to come out of your shell.”
Gray not only had a arrogant attitude but also shared Marquis Evan Brissen’s scorn for mages.
“I doubt I can keep my calm much longer, even in my dreams,” he whispered to himself, falling into a trance.
As he was lost in his trance, Callian managed to reach the carriage.
At that moment, Gray’s valet asked through the window, “Should I stop the carriage, Margrave Gray?”
Gray replied with a voice full of annoyance, “If the carriage stops, I feel like I might choke the prince. Just keep going.”
Shocked by Gray’s harsh words, Gray’s valet quickly secured the reins and ran to the side, where the grooms were gathered. In the meantime, Callian approached Gray’s carriage. Gray sat inside, his curtains closed, seemingly unaffected by the noise outside.
As Callian came close to the carriage, Raven elegantly moved through the horses and knights to bring herself right next to the vehicle. Callian, keeping the same position as when they had been racing, finally spoke.
“Gray, your rude behavior remains unchanged.”
Inside the carriage, Gray kept his eyes firmly shut. He was resolved to keep the prince alive until they met with Silica. Callian looked at Gray’s companions and then asked,
“But, Gray, you only have six knights with you. What happened to the other four?”
Gray gripped his fists around the hilt of his sword in response.
Callian casually scratched his cheek, seemingly unconcerned by the conflict.
“Ah, you’re right. They’re no longer knights, are they? I’d forgotten that I personally took away their titles.”
The six former knights thought of the four, who had met the fate of being fed to the fish in Lake Reddington, kept stony expressions. Callian continued to look unperturbed.
“Come to think of it, I’m quite interested in the disappearance of your four dogs as well. Haven’t you ever wondered why your dear brother suddenly vanished?”
After pausing for a moment, Callian adopted an even more relaxed tone.
“Why did your sibling vanish, Gray?”
Gray, knowing that Lennon hadn’t been very useful to the family, wasn’t very curious about his brother’s absence. After all, Marquis Brissen had said it, hadn’t he? Whether the greedy opportunists had taken his brother, he would find out in due time. Whether they took Lennon or not. Or perhaps only his corpse would be found.
“In fact, someone gave Marquis Brissen a huge amount of money. To get rid of Lennon. That’s how he vanished.”
“I see. I wasn’t informed,” Gray replied casually.
But Callian wasn’t done.
“It made me curious, though.”
Gray stayed silent.
Callian wore a relaxed smile as he continued.
“I wonder if the Marquis will agree to a large sum to get rid of his eldest son, who’s longing for the title.”
Inside Gray’s carriage, his aura rose significantly.
Callian’s eyes measured the direction of the rise, which drew a long line.