Another World Warrior Who Uses a Shop

prepare for civil war

The Marquis generously gave a day’s time for Turaion. In other words, he stayed up all night reviewing the negotiation proposal for nearly 20 hours.

Prinion, who suddenly ran away to an unfamiliar place and tried not to escape from Rivetran’s arms, could not stand it and entered the room in the arms of a maid.

And now, all those who were drafting the negotiations were exhausted and were enjoying a short break, slumping on their chairs. Hyeon-jun, whose stamina is out of the human range, is also buried in a chair with his eyes closed. Lahansen was also lying in one place. Because he also stayed up all night with Hyeonjun.

“…Now, is it over?”

“No, when His Excellency calls, we will go to negotiations.”

Devan, whose eyes shine even after staying up all night with burning ambition, said firmly.

Rivetran was also sitting, but at first glance he was not sane. Kshadgen, who had not lost his dignity, was also exhausted and his face was speechless. In fact, the three of them, Devan, Hyeonjun, and Kshadgen, were drafting a negotiation plan.

Lahansen lacks both experience and knowledge to take a step in this kind of work, and Rivetran often raised his opinion, but he listened silently and discussed whether or not he was allowed to.

Hyunjoon sighed and wiped his face. I ate here, and I couldn’t even rest except to go to the bathroom. The initial draft of the negotiations was finished fairly quickly, so I was going to take a break, but Devan held me back.

“You should also consider the case that His Excellency is not satisfied with your swordsmanship.”

“…….”

A total of three negotiation proposals were drawn up, and dozens of additional options were reviewed in detail for each negotiation proposal. And I also had to think about how the Marquis would turn out. Dozens and hundreds of proposals were poured out and revised. I cleaned it up and handed it over to Rivetran. No matter how much Duvan stepped forward and was doing this and that, the head of Turaion was Rivetran. Direct negotiations must be made by her.

“…I guess I’ll have to take a break now… .”

When all of that was over, Devando, which had been burning with ambition, ran out of fuel and spread out, sagging on the chair.

Hyeonjun let out a deep sigh at the fatigue he felt after a long time. I woke up yesterday morning and haven’t slept for more than 30 hours. That would be the case for others too. Rather than being tired due to lack of stamina, the brain is on the verge of going on strike, spitting out lust for hard mental labor.

“Whoa… . I need to wash up first.”

When Hyeon-jun got up, La Hansen also got up with a flinch. Hyeon-jun smiled and lifted him up on his shoulder, strode him into the assigned room, and left.

“The head of the household and Lord Devan should wash up first. Your Excellency will call you soon.”

“…okay.”

Devan said weakly and got up. Rivetrand also stood up while reading the document. Even the handmaid, whose pretty face had been soaked with fatigue over the past day, followed her in carrying dozens of documents, and Kshadgen sighed deeply and called the maids and ordered them to clean up.

The knights and mercenaries who passed by and watched what they had been doing all night glanced at the gruesome traces with disgusted faces. Dozens of documents were sorted out, and twice as many documents were destroyed. The table was a mess with parchment and ink that needed to be disposed of, and tea leaves that hadn’t been cleaned after brewing the tea twenty times were piled up in the corner.

Hyun-joon entered the room, took off his armor and clothes, and went straight to the bathroom to take a shower with the hottest water possible.

No matter how much soap I washed my ink-stained hands, I couldn’t do it. In the end, I rubbed my hands with balm and washed them. A bottle the size of a thumb is worth a silver coin to buy, but I use it to wash my hands without hesitation, and wash them again with hot water and soap. Even then, a little trace remained, so Hyeonjun frowned.

Hyeonjun smiled when he came out after washing and saw the clothes that had been prepared in advance. It is a luxurious, sharp red uniform with the pattern of Turaion. I wonder what would happen if even a small stain popped on my white pants. Come to think of it, he’s not even a knight. Originally, disarming was the right thing to do in the lord. Venting was weak, so I was armed for the time being.

Hyeon-jun, wearing shiny black boots, came out of the room again. During the short time I took a shower, I was already recovered. That’s enough time for him with superhuman stamina.

“My lord.”

“Sit down.”

“yes.”

Hyeon-jun, who sat across from Rivetran, who washed up faster than Hyeon-jun, began to look through the documents on the table.

‘It’s awful.’

The amount is truly beyond imagination. I can’t believe he did that. In the meantime, I didn’t know because I was just organizing things in my head, modifying and supplementing plans to suit the situation, and acting flexibly and resiliently, but I wonder if nobles always do this.

Of course, that’s not the case, and most nobles review what the dobi in charge of administration, no, vassals, clean up and upload, order revisions, and only stamp. Of course, the Marquis would have done the same. All of this is a tragedy caused by a biased talent pool that went all-in on Turaion’s brute force. A man at the top cannot afford to spend time on such a thing.

Not long after, Devan and Kshadgen gathered again and reviewed the negotiation plan, and began to repeat the breaking of the head. There shouldn’t be any mistakes. It is a huge deal that Turaion’s future is at stake.

In fact, all of this was what I did when I first negotiated with the Marquis. Hyun-joon is doing it again as he overturns the plate. But no one said anything resentful to him. It is because Hyeon-jun caught a big fish and gave it to them, and it was a natural thing to do because his value depended greatly. On the contrary, Devan was rejoicing in his heart because he could use this opportunity to make the board again.

Even though the situation has changed, a person who stays still saying that it is annoying and difficult is not qualified to hold power. Even if such an idiot is in power, a knife is stabbed in the back and his throat is cut in the middle of the day, so he can’t even get a bone, and it’s a political game.

Rivetran values honor and loyalty, but he is not an idiot who has already jumped into enemy lines and stopped to save himself. deban? He is like a tank fueled by ambition. If I can get something bigger, I’ll happily do it with a smile, whether it’s a week-long stay-up or a fast.

“The head of the family, Your Excellency the Marquis is looking for you.”

“Okay, go right away.”

At the words of the lady-in-waiting who entered the room, Rivetran stood up and strode vigorously. Kshadgen, Devan, and Hyeonjun, who were carrying a lot of documents, followed. The servants who were waiting outside were also busy walking along and shaking their heads.

Then, he was guided to the Marquis’s office, and Hyeon-jun immediately spewed mana to protect Turaion.

“hmm….”

Leaving behind the Marquis’ low silence, Rivetran gave a modest bow.

Hyeonjun ignored the gaze of the Marquis who was quietly looking at him and followed her.

‘Pressing with mana is against the law.’

Now, Hyun-Jun is far short of Marquis or Anton, but he has the power to match the Mana Knight. It’s not like using it as a direct force, but if it’s to block the momentum like this, you can do it as much as you like.

The Marquis withdrew his mana and momentum as if he had never done that, and naturally accepted the courtesy. It’s a seasoned bear attitude indeed.

“Sit down.”

“yes.”

Rivetran sat down, the atmosphere heavy and there was a moment of silence.

Rivetran showed unshakable momentum like a mountain even in front of the Marquis. It is the dignity of a military leader, worthy of the head of a family.

Behind her, Dvan and Kshadgen stood ready. Hyeonjun looked at the faces of the people sitting next to the Marquis. These are the ones I’ve seen before.

“Well, then… .”

The Marquis smiled softly and looked at Rivetran. Hyeonjun raised mana again and pushed back the marquis’s mana. Behaving like a snail.

“Let’s start.”

“yes.”

Negotiations proceeded without a moment’s interruption.

But if you ask me if progress was quick, absolutely not.

Both sides prepared more thoroughly than before, and dozens of discussions followed in one talk. As if playing a puzzle game, different conditions were presented to the other party’s proposal, and conditions that matched it came out again. Even the things that were agreed upon came up with a different story, so I had to completely overthrow them and proceed again.

Hyeonjun listened intently, but kept his mind as sharp as a knife to prevent the Marquis from suddenly attacking with mana.

It would be more convenient if he could also attack in this way, but it is disadvantageous because he has to block unilaterally. However, he did not waver at all and kept Turaion clean. It is a position that has already been prepared for battle. It would take two marquis to shake him up to the level of mana.

‘…I think I can win even the Marquis.’

Hyunjoon was already thinking about that. Although it lags far behind in terms of mana, it seems that it can win even if it struggles a little when looking at the short-term battle with its powerful physical ability.

‘What about Anton?’

Well, do you think you can win? Doesn’t he even deal with magic? The only variable is how bad their full plate armor is. It gets a little difficult if you have a lot of really ridiculous magic attached to it. Even so, it doesn’t seem likely.

“I need to see swordsmanship.”

“Jun, are you ready?”

“yes.”

Hyeon-jun spoke without hesitation at the words that came out during the negotiations that had been going on for a long time. It is a story that must come out, and of course the preparations have already been completed.

The Marquis moved his seat with a smile, and Hyeon-jun returned to the room and started putting on his armor. Lahansen came along and helped him put on the armor, and Dvan followed and started talking.

“Is it okay not to wear full plate armor?”

“of course.”

“Well, I’ll take this opportunity to see my skills. I’m looking forward to it.”

“I’m worried about what level I have to beat my opponent.”

“Okay. Show the maximum of what you can see.”

“yes.”

Hyeonjun, who was wearing all his armor, grinned and tousled Lahansen’s hair. I feel like I’m about to collapse because I’m tired, but I move well.

“It’s okay now, go to sleep.”

“yes.”

Hyeon-jun patted him on the shoulder and walked confidently.

However, entering the training ground of the Benting family, Hyeon-jun’s face twitched slightly when he saw the marquis standing proudly in full plate armor with a helmet on his side.

“Is His Excellency doing it himself?”

“It’s a place to see my family’s swordsmanship. Of course I should do it.”

Armed knights stand behind him. There are also people wearing plain clothes, and I think they are probably masters of venting.

Hyunjoon felt embarrassed inside. It’s unlikely that the Marquis will lose, but it’s because he’s so tall that he can’t beat him. Unlike before, the Marquis smiled fiercely and glared at Hyeonjun.

“Don’t worry. You will not be penalized. I promise.”

“yes.”

The marquis’ promise fell. Then no problem.

“I will only show you the things I taught Sir Albert.”

“good night.”

The Marquis put on a helmet and drew a sword. It is a long and heavy sword like the one Albert used.

Hyunjoon laughed inwardly. it’s a real sword Are you saying you’re going to kill me if I’m not cool?

‘I’ll have to be careful not to hurt the Marquis.’

Hyeonjun smiled and drew his sword. Leopold Benting, who was one head taller than Hyeonjun and as tall as Taesan, even wore full plate armor. From a third person’s point of view, the slender and poorly armored Hyeonjun felt like a candle in front of the wind. However, when Hyeon-joon took a pose in front of Leopold, the spirits of the knights and masters of Benting fluctuated.

“hmm.”

Leopold also let out a sigh. It’s Benting’s swordsmanship. You can tell just by looking at your posture.

“Can I start?”

“okay.”

The expression disappeared from Hyeonjun’s face, and his momentum vanished like smoke. Leopold faced it with a calm face.

‘Looks like I’ve lost everything that came into my hands.’

The moment Leopold thought so, Hyeon-jun was already charging at him like a guard with his sword at the top. Compared to his transcendent strength, Hyun-jun is light in weight. The moment he took his first step, he was already moving at a speed that was almost impossible without the power of transcendence, and on his third step, he was already swinging his sword aiming at Leopold’s head at full speed.

“hmm!”

However, Leopold did not enter the realm of Mana Knight through laziness. Hyun-Jun’s movements were so fast that he gave the first attack, but he reacted immediately and attacked. If it were others, they would have been in a hurry to block, let alone attack. However, Leopold was unable to attack with full force, and Hyeon-jun was running at full speed.

visor! gigg!

“Mmm!”

Leopold groaned and twisted his wrist at the unimaginable force. In addition to Hyun-jun’s power being much stronger than expected, Hyun-joon’s sword came in at a subtle angle, so even if he swung his sword, he couldn’t block it enough.

Leopold pulled the cross guard to prevent the sword from sliding to the side and hit Hyeon-jun hard in the chest with his foot.

It was a kick from Leopold, who was much taller than Hyeonjun. Originally, it was an angle that would come into the stomach, but because of the height difference, it came into the chest. Hyeon-joon supported his legs firmly the moment they collided, turned his body around, and lightly let go of the kick.

Then, using that power, he staggered to the right, released the cross guard, grabbed Ricasso with his left hand, and dug in like a flash battle.

Kak!

“…….”

Leopold tried to block it by moving skillfully, but Hyeon-jun’s sword slightly changed the angle and came in a larger turn than Leopold expected. In the end, Hyeon-jun’s sword pierced Leopold’s side. Hyeon-jun suddenly stepped back like a ghost and stood quietly.

“Um…”

Leopold wiped the side where the sword struck with one hand. If Hyeon-jun had made up his mind and stabbed his sword, he would have been stabbed in the armpit. I thought that Benting’s swordsmanship would of course come into that orbit, but it comes into a slightly different orbit. However, other than Benting would have felt it was a strange attack. It gives a strangely disjointed feeling, and the swords don’t even collide properly. It is an unparalleled swordsmanship that alone is not enough to be called a secret skill.

“How much did you teach Albert?”

“I only taught about 30% of the total.”

“Show them all.”

“yes.”

Hyeonjun raised his sword again with a calm face.

It’s all for negotiation anyway. I would have seen it otherwise. That’s why I’m going to hang myself for the remaining 70%. If it was a warrior, he would want to have it even if he sold his soul. If you are a family, you will want more for posterity. Even if it is Leopold Venting who reigns over the great Venting. Moreover, could he not obtain it by simple negotiation?

Hyunjoon smiled lightly. The knights and masters lined up behind them were in a frenzy. The Marquis can’t hide his excitement either.

What you see is only 30%. Cut it off just at the perfect moment. Don’t make me very anxious.