Became a Medieval Fantasy Wizard

TL/Editor: raei

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Baron Bandarin hadn't acted rashly.

The reputation of [Sword Master] Sir Salvador was very famous throughout the empire.

Though enough time had passed that he'd become a legend of the past...

Even so, Sir Salvador still commanded warriors' respect.

"I must apologize."

The Baron immediately apologized to Sir Salvador.

Since he hadn't particularly been disrespectful, there wasn't really anything to forgive.

"Ho ho. Thank you for understanding."

Baron Bandarin cleanly gave up his expedition's objective.

It was a bold decision, despite having brought quite a few soldiers.

Moving troops cost money.

He might have attacked just to make the money worthwhile.

But the Baron accepted the duel's outcome and cleanly gave up on Ian.

"Go back, Count Consla. Let's pretend we didn't see each other today."

"Hmm. Hmm. We'll call it that!"

Count Consla could be considered saved from death.

One wrong move and he would have (forcibly) visited Baron Bandarin's castle.

"Lord Ian."

Count Consla and his knights bid farewell.

"We'll be heading back now."

"Take care and have a safe journey."

Ian casually added:

"Watch out for black wizards on your way back."

"Black wizards?"

"Yes. They're running wild in the south."

"We'll be careful."

Though unlikely, Ian wanted to prevent Count Consla from joining hands with black wizards.

"Duke Fargar really hates black wizards."

"...! I knew it! What a righteous man!"

After giving a few warnings, Ian parted ways with Count Consla.

"Let's go, Baron."

"Haha! Indeed!"

Ian followed Baron Bandarin into Roxlan.

---

Before parting with Count Consla.

Ian called Aesis and said:

"I'm heading to Roxlan like this. Do you have other plans?"

"Well... I failed my mission, so I'm not sure what to do."

For now, Aesis was alive.

Though it was closer to just barely being alive.

Usually spies like Aesis were killed when they failed their missions.

In an era without human rights, captured spies could be killed freely if desired.

That's why Aesis had first begged for his life.

"You're a professional, right?"

At Ian's question, Aesis answered with a strange smile:

"Of course. I charge even for killing a single rat."

Ian was slightly exasperated.

Though he wasn't sure what kind of professional pride an assassin had...

Well, since he claimed to be a pro, it seemed worth trusting him with work.

"I saved your life. Right?"

"...Yes."

"I'll pay you in gold coins. So work for me."

Aesis nodded.

"Mixing personal feelings with work is somewhat amateurish... but you did save my life. I'm personally grateful."

Aesis readily accepted Ian's request.

Of course, on the condition of proper payment in gold.

"First, go back and investigate who hired you."

"I suspect it was someone from Fargar's side... but understood."

Normally informants shouldn't investigate their clients.

But now the client had changed, right?

Aesis would investigate without hesitation.

"If Duke Fargar is involved, lurk around him."

"Lurking is easy. But assassination is beyond my abilities."

"Wasn't planning to ask for that anyway."

What would be the point of assassinating Duke Fargar without understanding the situation?

Unnecessary chaos would only help black wizards run wild.

"Gather information and report regularly."

"How should I report?"

"Use carrier pigeons."

Using trained pigeons for letter delivery was a method informants often used.

Though Ian wasn't an informant, so Aesis worried if he could handle pigeons properly...

'No need to worry about a wizard.'

Aesis thought with a smirk.

Being a skilled wizard, Ian must know how to handle birds.

"Alright. I'll first investigate the client, then infiltrate Duke Fargar's camp depending on the situation."

Ian nodded.

He decided to trust in Aesis's abilities.

Though he didn't expect much...

It would be good if he succeeded, but no great loss if he didn't.

"Then I'll contact you by carrier pigeon."

Aesis returned toward Fargar's territory with Count Consla.

That was just days ago.

Meanwhile, Ian traveled through Roxlan with Baron Bandarin.

"Never expected to meet someone from Baekguk here. Really surprising."

"Everything seems to surprise you."

Many of Baron Bandarin's people were easterners.

While the empire's north had a simple ethnic makeup, the south was much more diverse.

From people of the Coral Sea in the south to desert empire traders seeking commerce to easterners who'd crossed from the cold, barren east.

With Sir Salvador from the Coral Sea, Belenka from the east, and Ian's staff(?) from the desert empire.

Ian's group could be considered quite a PC party.

"You brought quite a lot of subordinates."

Ian said while looking at the Baron's soldiers.

An extremely expensive force composed entirely of cavalry.

Horses were famous for eating money like hippos, and they couldn't be raised in large numbers without proper climate and environment.

Training riders who could handle horses well was also work.

The Baron burst into hearty laughter and said:

"What else would we do? Got to earn every coin we can!"

Ian couldn't help but smile.

His money talk felt just like seeing a male version of Belenka.

"Do all people from Baekguk love money this much?"

When Ian said that, Belenka laughed as if he was ridiculous.

"What else would warriors who left home want in a foreign land? There's only money."

Well. It made sense.

Warriors who left home were a kind of mercenary, and most mercenaries dreamed of earning lots of money abroad to live large back home.

In Baron Bandarin's case, he'd claimed territory and become an imperial citizen.

Anyway.

Baron Bandarin had originally planned to capture Count Consla.

Normally this would be unthinkable.

No matter how incompetent Count Consla was, he was Duke Fargar's vassal.

Touching him would naturally bring the Duke running.

But now, Duke Fargar was away from home.

Not just the Duke, but many of his vassals had followed him to the battlefield.

No one would come running even if he touched another noble!

So Baron Bandarin had set out thinking he might capture Count Consla and squeeze some ransom money.

Of course, he hadn't expected to meet Ian.

"A wizard! No wonder the escort was so impressive!"

The Sword Master escort was certainly impressive.

Though Sir Salvador himself probably wouldn't admit it.

"What brings you to Roxlan? The war, I assume?"

The Baron believed without doubt that Ian had come to join Duke Roxlan's forces.

It was only natural for wizards to appear on battlefields after all.

"No. I came to meet the Emperor."

"The Emperor? Why?"

Baron Bandarin tilted his head.

What's the point of meeting the Emperor???

A real man should earn glory on the battlefield!

"Let's just say I have things to discuss."

The Baron shrugged.

"He won't see you."

"Why not?"

"The Emperor's quite busy these days."

"?"

This time Ian tilted his head.

Well, he must be busy.

With two Imperial Dukes growling at each other, how could he not be?

But the Baron meant something slightly different.

"They say he's holed up in the palace and won't come out. There are rumors he's sick too."

"Sick?"

"That's the rumor. But I doubt it. Probably just buried in work."

That made sense.

Though the Emperor might be like a group project leader(...), he was still Emperor.

Nobles naturally had to bow their heads to him.

People with grudges against nobles would all run to the Emperor asking him to resolve their issues.

Since the Emperor regularly moved his palace, people had to actively plead their grievances when he was nearby.

"There's even been a rebellion recently. He won't have time for you."

Ian barely held back a sigh.

The south really was complete chaos.

Setting aside the war, what rebellion?

Ian didn't know since he hadn't experienced many wars, but war and rebellion actually went together like two sides of a coin.

When military power weakened from war, someone would quietly attempt independence.

"Is it someone the Emperor needs to worry about?"

"A guy called Count Mokrick. Young Hastria has already been dispatched, I hear."

Ian unconsciously raised his voice:

"Young Hastria?"

"Ah. There's Elia Hastria, the Emperor's daughter..."

Elia Hastria.

He'd wondered what she'd been up to since leaving university...

So she was suppressing rebels?!

"What will you do, Ian?"

Belenka whispered quietly.

Ian's expression was quite sour.

He'd originally planned to meet the Emperor with Elia's help...

But Elia had left to suppress some rebellion, and the Emperor was too busy to meet anyone.

"...We'll move as planned."

"To meet the Princess?"

Ian nodded.

In this chaotic situation.

The university connection(?) felt quite reliable.

And Ian thought he could communicate well with Elia.

Elia could become his ally.

"Let's go to Elia."

Ian decided to meet Elia before the Emperor.

---

Elia Hastria was looking down at a map with her chin propped up.

"Your Highness!"

"What is it?"

At the following report, she couldn't hide her startled expression.

"A visitor has come."

"A visitor?"

"Someone called Ian Eredith... says he's some kind of wizard..."

"!"

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