The Book I Wrote Became the Bible

12 – The Lord’s ‘Talents’ (1)

The Savior did not come to be served, but to serve, and to give His life as a ransom for many Inira

Hannah 10:45

“Brother! It looks like we’ll get there if we go a little further! Ugh.”

“Don’t overdo it, Hans. I will drive.”

“No, it’s okay, youngster. Just this much is nothing to a northern warrior, hahahaha.”

After escaping from Saula, I was riding a horse alone with Hans and heading to Calandra’s academy.

All the soldiers and knights threw themselves to protect me, so most of the party suffered minor and major injuries.

No one lost their life or suffered permanent disability due to my artifact, but even though I used a consumable recovery artifact, the wounds left by the energy of ‘chaos’ could not be completely healed.

At this, the other party headed the carriage to the nearby city of Damascus, and I unfastened one of the carriage’s horses and tried to head to the academy.

Then the articles protested.

They decided to go with me for my own safety, even though I suffered severe injuries and would have been disabled for the rest of my life if I hadn’t used the artifact.

Then Hans stepped out.

“You fools! Can the four of you now protect the young master! It’s a level of luck if you don’t have luggage! I will escort the young master. You bastards quickly go to the city to recover and come back!”

That’s how Hans and I rode a horse to the academy….

The problem is that Hans was also injured while fighting Saula.

She went on to fight fiercely from the front of her there.

The energy of ‘chaos’ had no choice but to penetrate the deepest.

Nevertheless, she hid her sick face and accompanied me.

No one asked me why the being who overwhelmed all the knights suddenly disappeared.

Thanks also to Hans.

Hans is the one who saw me using ‘Gift’ for the first time.

Perhaps at that time, I collapsed shortly after I used my ability, so Hans misunderstood my ‘gift’ a little bit.

With a ‘gift’ that has a demerit that has a negative effect on me.

Perhaps they are thinking of reducing their lifespan or lives as a price.

“Bocchan.”

“Why is that, Hans?”

“Thanks to the young master, everyone was able to survive.”

“… It’s what I want to live for.”

“You could have escaped alone. It’s because I know that Bocchan usually has a lot of such items. But this time, it seems that he used a ‘gift’.”

“… Hans.”

“Brother. You are the noble blood of Pulse Rayno, who is incomparable to us. You are a different being from us. There is no need for such a young boy to sacrifice for us.”

No, I never sacrificed anything.

Of course, I know it was a virtual gamble, but if I failed, I was thinking of using ‘Zana’s life’ to escape.

* * *

I’m Hans.

This is Hannah Scarlett.

As a knight of the Pulseleino estate, I have seen the three children of His Majesty the Grand Duke since childhood.

Lady Siren, Lady Meiru, Master Luke.

A siren lady who inherited the blood of the Pulseleino family the thickest and possesses an overwhelming talent of nothingness.

Although she is not as good as her sister, she is a Mei-Lu lady with great talent, great effort and perseverance.

Unlike his two sisters, and unlike those of Persleyno’s blood, Master Luke had no talent whatsoever. Although you had the beautiful beauty of Pulse Rayno.

Nevertheless, the young master always wanted to venture out into this world.

When the young master was seven years old, he wrote a novel about traveling on this continent and showed it to me. He was so cute that he almost bit the boy’s cheek.

Anyway, the people of the castle were surprised because the young master had excellent writing skills that were inappropriate for his age.

The Bocchan dreamed of adventure to that extent, but His Highness did not allow it unless he had excellent military power like the Siren Lady or the Mei Lu Lady.

And as the young master gradually grew older, he would bring money from somewhere.

The boy said that the money was obtained through collaboration with a certain guild in Calandra. No matter how smart the boy is, there are guilds that collaborate with young boys.

Bocchan, who had been collecting money step by step, established a mercenary corps through this and went on an expedition after receiving permission from His Highness the Grand Duke.

The boy said he would excavate hidden ruins throughout the empire.

Accordingly, His Highness the Grand Duke attached me to the young master as a condition of permission.

Although there are many shortcomings compared to the Pulse Rayno family bloodline, my family also served the Pulse Rayno family for generations and was a warrior in the north with outstanding military strength, so I was able to become the master’s escort knight.

I followed the young master to various ruins in the empire.

As if he had received a revelation from God, he easily found the dungeon-like ruins and mobilized mercenaries to excavate them.

Apparently, I heard that excavating ruins is such a difficult task that even treasure hunters do it at least once in their lifetime.

Excavating so many ruins…… It was probably the tenth ruin.

An incident occurred.

The mercenaries hired by the young boy rebelled.

“Hey, boy. It is already the tenth ruin, the tenth.”

“Yes, it is the tenth ruin.”

“You discovered as many as 10 ruins that an ordinary person would only want to see once in a lifetime and reaped the harvest, young boy.”

“So.”

“Then why is there no share for us?”

“”””That’s right!””””

Among the mercenaries, there was a mercenary who showed a strong rebellious temperament, and other mercenaries joined the agitation of the mercenary.

“Share to share?”

“Yes!”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about. Surely I had made a contract with you, and in that contract I would have stipulated the share to share with you. And unlike the other mercenaries, didn’t they pay you twice as much?”

“I did, but you didn’t get an astronomical reward! We’ve done all the hard work! Then shouldn’t you give us something more?”

“That’s all mercenaries. Don’t cross the subject. This man is the son of the Persleyno family.”

The atmosphere seemed to be getting weirder, though I intervened.

“Pulse Rayno? What was it like?”

“What?”

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“Now this is a ruin whose location is unknown to anyone but us. It’s a place where we can take care of the young master and the knight without anyone noticing.”

“Yes, you guys can’t… Are you saying you’re really going to play with the Pulse Rayno family!”

“Heh heh…. Pulse Rayno Garani. Pulse Rayno will know nothing. The only thing is that the young master and the knight died in a trap while exploring the ruins.”

They already intended to get rid of us and covet the boy’s things.

sh*t! Do mercenaries have no such thing as trust!

…… You can’t even notice the atmosphere until they’re like this… The escort knight is disqualified.

“…… Nonsense… He must have adjusted the level of likeability through compensation… Is it because the rewards were swept to an extent that was impossible in the actual game…… Also the reality… How should… ….”

Bocchan, who always handled everything perfectly, stood firm in embarrassment unlike usual.

Quickly assessing the situation, I took the young master and ran away from the mercenaries.

If it were ordinary mercenaries, I would have been able to deal with them alone even if hundreds of people came, but they were elite mercenaries picked and picked by the boy. All of them were high-end mercenaries who could use mana.

That’s why I entrusted them with trust, but I never thought they would all betray me.

Dealing with them is difficult, let alone fighting while protecting the young master!

“Nobles run away!”

“Get it! If we catch them, we can live happily ever after!”

“What are you guys doing! Fire the arrows quickly!”

Escape from hardships against numerous mercenaries.

I barely managed to get away from them and reach a nearby city with a wounded body, where I was able to get help from the lord.

The lord heard our story and quickly dispatched a subjugation force to wipe out the mercenaries. Although they missed the boss who instigated them, they could hear that they had wiped out all the other mercenaries.

The problem is that I’ve been hurt too much.

The priest who healed me told me that if I wanted to save my life, I should not hold the sword anymore.

To be precise, it was said that mana should not be blown into the sword, but since a sword without mana cannot be called a sword, it is actually a story to let go of the sword.

You put your sword on me, who spent my whole life as a knight!

It was shocking and heartbreaking, but I could accept it because it was a wound of honor to protect my lord.

But I don’t think the young master was like that.

In the middle of the night, the master came to the bedroom where I was lying.