Dear Eddert - Chapter 59

Chapter 59
Translator: effe

“What the hell are you talking about, you want to die?”

“Why? Are you not confident about jumping off the 8th floor? Do you want me to hold you and run?”

“Who says I’m not confident… !”

Behind Eden, who was lowering her voice and glaring at Walter, the other trainees lined up in a long line were yawning and complaining.

“By the way, does the Lord have to ask us to convene this late at night to be satisfied?”

“I know. It’s way past bedtime.”

“I’m going to die of the cold. I hope we get this over with quickly.”

The only ones who were deep in thought with their mouths closed and a serious expression were Cedric, who was in the lead at the front, and Ayla, who followed at the end of the line with an uneasy face.

“Has everyone gathered?”

After returning from a long trip, Valtri looked tired with sunken eyes. His original skinny face had become thinner and his eyes were more shaped.

“Do you know what is in front of you right now?”

The thing was wrapped in a dark cloth, but judging from its length, size and shape, it was clearly a sword.

“The Lord…. didn’t call us to brag about his new blade, did he?”

Eden whispered, tilting her head towards Walter, who was sitting next to her. Walter narrowed his eyes and frowned, but didn’t answer. He instinctively felt an uneasiness.

“Reveal it, Cedric.”

Cedric was also nervous about Valtri’s unusual attitude. Standing next to the lord of the castle with a serious expression, Cedric hesitated for a moment. He carefully picked up the sword from the table and unwrapped the cloth with neat handiwork.

As the soft cloth gently fell to the floor, the longsword in its scabbard finally appeared.

‘What?’

Eden frowned slightly. The sword that was revealed was a narrow spear. She wasn’t the only one who had an unusual premonition seeing a sword that didn’t seem to go with Valtri.

The bestowal of swords in Klawe originally had several meanings. When a master gave a sword to a servant, it was a demand for eternal loyalty as a knight. When a master gifted a sword to a disciple, it was an acknowledgment that their training had reached a certain track.

And in Sernotti’s case, the lord of the castle bestowing a sword meant that the person would take over the position of the next owner of the family.

In an instant, tension filled the space where the elite knights who had been training for at least 3 years and at most 10 years had gathered.

‘What is it, Walter? What is going on…?’

‘I don’t know either. Cedric, did you know?’

‘I’ve never heard of it.’

Walter frowned, Cedric bit his lip, and Eden’s widened eyes collided silently in the air. After taking a long breath, Valtri finally spoke in a low tone.

“The owner of this sword is Eden.”

Everyone froze on the spot. The most surprised among them was Eden, the person whose name was called. Eden jumped up from her seat seeing the gazes that were focused on her all at once.

“Lord! I, I…”

Eden was perplexed and didn’t know what to do. She thought that if it was about the next lord of the castle, it would of course be Walter or Cedric. Their skills were equal, but the position of the lord of the castle was not something that could only be achieved through skill.

Unless they were a responsible person, they couldn’t lead the hundreds of people living in the estate.

“Please…..please don’t play around. Lord.”

Even if it wasn’t for her friends who looked at her with incredulous eyes, Eden knew well that she was lacking. She waved her hand hastily.

“I can’t accept something like this. I’ve never really dreamed of becoming the lord of the castle. I really do.”

Eden told her honest feelings without a lie.

“Haha… Lord, please amend what you said now. Even if you want to retire, the kids here won’t allow it. Honestly, who wants that boomer-like position! Hahaha!”

She pulled up her lips and laughed awkwardly.

“Is this some kind of punishment? Right. Lord, you’re making fun of me, right?”

Please. Eden, who struggled to lift her lips with a distorted face, looked as if she would cry at any moment.

“Eden.”

Eden begged that Valtri would stop putting this ordeal on her.

“Do you think this sword is the sword of the next lord?”

“….it’s not?”

“It’s not.”

Aahh. Of course. Eden drooped her shoulders with an expression of enduring 10 years of hardship. Releasing her heavy sigh, she pursed her lips.

“Ah. It’s not even my birthday. What kind of surprise party this is. The kids were all surprised.”

It was only for a moment that Eden’s tension got released. Valtri opened his mouth in a heavy tone.

“As of today, the training to become an elite knight of Sernotti has come to an end.”

A silent murmur arose in the Lord of the castle’s space. The people seated at the long table looked at each other in amazement.

“From now on, we shall fight for one lord and die on a blood oath.”

Is the lord of the castle, Valtri, finally going to go to war for the Crown Prince, Christian?

All this time, they had hid themselves in the middle of the mountain and repeated harsh training where they did not know when it would end. They can finally use their sword for the Empire. Both tension and excitement flashed in the eyes of the young knights.

“Your Majesty.”

Eden looked at Valtri and frowned. ….what? Who is the lord of the castle talking to?

“Head of the Sernotti family, Valtri Sernotti, formally announces Her Majesty Eddert.”

Valtri knelt in front of her, the long sword in his hand. The knights sitting in rows at the table held their breath at the same time. The expression slowly faded from Eden’s face.

“I hereby swear that I will be loyal to death to Her Majesty Eddert Aina Klawe, the first princess and the only direct descendant. This is to honor the last will of the late previous Emperor.”

“Pardon?…What in the world are you talking about?”

Valtri’s trembling voice continued as Eden looked blank. The moment Valtri confessed the truth he had kept to himself for decades was a tense time for him as well.