A Song Dedicated to the Big, Beautiful Green Mass (1)
This was the winter castle in military expertsâ eyes:
ăThe fortress located at the northernmost tip of the kingdomă
ăThe shield of the kingdom that blocks the southern route of monsters living in the Bladeâs Edge Mountainsă
ăA key point where 50% of the power of the Balahard family is always stationedă
ăIt is the garrison of the Balahard Rangers, which is also famous in the kingdom, and the headquarters of the Third Legion ă
This was the winter nature for ordinary soldiers:
ăThe top fortress, where we slay vicious monsters daily.ă
ăCold, poor, dangerous, and the worst place to work. ă
ăA strange place where only recruits and skilled soldiers exist.ă
And this was the winter castle for the nobles:
ăWhy the Balahard family was granted near-unlimited recruitment rights and numerous other privileges.ă
ăWhy the Balahard family canât grow anymore.ă
ăIt is the biggest weapon of the Balahard family, and its biggest weakness as well.ă
Some said it was just a cold and desolate place. For others, it was the easiest place to get by-products from monster corpses.
However, for the men born and raised in Balahard, the fortress was none of those things.
Their ancestors sacrificed their lives on their fortress. They, too, have a lifelong duty and pride to keep.
For Vincent Balahard, the eldest son of the Balahard family and a promising triple-chain knight, that was what the winter castle meant.
The sacred and noble duty placed on the family by the kingdom.
But it seemed that that pride would soon be contaminated.
The notorious First Prince is coming to this noble land, bringing all sorts of dirty rumors with him.
It was said that he was exiled by His Majesty. Some said he had committed a great sin and went here to hide.
For Vincent, who considered the winter castle as his pride, it was an insult.
The castle is a fortress for warriors who will throw their lives for their sublime convictions.
It was not a place of exile for those who had sinned.
âWhy?â
Vincent couldnât understand.
His father had already stepped away from his stupid nephew. The father that Vincent knew was one who did not overturn what he said.
But now, he heard that his father had overturned his decision.
He even declared his official support for the fool.
When he first heard the news, Vincent couldnât believe it. He knew his father better.
He considered it as a useless and unfounded myth.
But it wasnât.
The rumors are real.
It was true that his father became the official guardian of the First Prince, and that they were now heading for the castle.
âThe soldiers are worried.â
âDoes the royal family regard our castle as a prison?â
Frontline commanders have expressed their concern over the rumors.
âIf the royal family really thinks of Balahard that way, there is no greater insult than this.â
âIs this how they repay the dedication and sacrifice Balahard showed?â
âI am concerned that the royal family and the nobles have forgotten the harshness of winter in the warmth of their summer.â
Vincent understood their concerns and anger because he felt the same way.
But now is not the time to talk about the presence of uninvited visitors.
Winter is almost here. A harsh season was imminent.
âCheck the fortress and strengthen the vigilance. If necessary, additional rangers may be dispatched for patrol. The patrol route and schedule will be left to you.â
It wasnât the time yet, but itâs better to be safe.
Monsters are unpredictable.
He was alert as he listened to the rangersâ reports.
He didnât overlook even the smallest signs, and if he had any suspicion, he immediately sent rangers to check it thoroughly.
It was important to maintain the fortress until his father arrives.
Fortunately, just about the beginning of the full-fledged winter, his father arrived.
However, his fatherâs face was different. His eyes were cold, and his cheeks were stiff.
Even after a few days of fighting, his father didnât look this tired.
Itâs all because of that stupid guy.
Vincent saw the uninvited visitor.
He looked quite different from what Vincent has heard.
It wasnât possible to properly confirm his figure because his body was wrapped in thick fur, but at least, it wasnât a pig as rumored.
That would also be the Fatherâs doing.
Then, Vincentâs eyes narrowed as he saw the First Princeâs party.
The shameless Prince brought women with him.
The soldiers on the wall were buzzing.
âHuh, I knew he was going to show up with women.â
âOneâs his maid, oneâs his lover.â
Some spat with anger, saying that the Prince has mistaken the castle as a resort for nobles.
âThey are wearing the uniforms of court knights,â one noticed, but he was immediately contradicted by the others.
It was known that idle nobles dress their lovers according to their taste.
Vincent frowned at the soldiersâ words.
It was really absurd. He was so angry that he couldnât speak.
âShall we go down, Commander?â
It was only after hearing that from one of his lieutenants that Vincent realized they were still on the wall, looking down on his father rather than meeting him.
He quickly went down and stood before his father.
âI, Vincent Balahard, will finish acting as the commander and return as the Ranger Company Commander!â
He immediately yielded the duties of a commander to his father and gave him a military salute.
âWe sincerely welcome your return, Commander!â
âI congratulate you on your hard work. Good job, company commander.â
Once the official takeover was done, his father stepped up and embraced Vincent.
âGood job, Vincent.â
âThank you for coming back safely, father.â
As he was enjoying the warmth of reuniting with his father, he heard a disgusting voice.
âWhat, Uncle? You have a son?â
Vincent frowned.
The idiot should only call his fatherâ uncleâ in private; in public, he must be treated as a high lord and Commander of the Third Legion. The Princeâs tone was without respect.
âDonât you think Iâm old enough to have them?â
Strangely, his father also responded casually.
âVincent.â
His father glanced at him.
Vincent was forced to endure what he didnât want to do and knelt on one knee.
âBalahard Ranger Company Commander, Balahard familyâs Vincent, greet the First Prince.â
âOh, nice to see you.â
The stupid guyâs tone was arrogant. He didnât even tell him to get up. Was he expected to kneel on such a cold floor for a long time?
âLetâs go inside,â his father said, and he led the Prince and his party to a place where they could rest.
As soon as the two of them were left alone, Vincent asked his father.
âFather, what the hell is going on?â
âIt was as you heard. I have decided to become Idrianâs guardian, and he will stay with us for the time being.â
âBut what happened to the days when you criticized his incompetence?â
âPeople change.â
Vincent was confused. It was not clear whether his father had changed, or the first prince had changed.
His father sighed and explained what had happened on the royal road.
âHa!â
Vincent laughed after hearing all the explanations.
However, he couldnât help but believe it because it came from his father.
His father looked out the window for a moment and said.
âThere is only one thing I will ask you to do. Watch him without prejudice.â
âIâve been doing it so far, and itâs not as easy as it soundsâŠâ
Vincent beat his chest and complained of frustration, but his father kept saying it.
Just wait and see. Wait and see what the First Prince is.
* * *
In a war fortress, I was invited to a quiet dinner instead of a grand welcome ceremony.
Niccolo was still stretched out, saying his old muscles needed more rest, so I went to the dinner with Arwen and Adelia.
Uncle seemed to be in the middle of a serious discussion when we arrived.
âHow are we going with organizing the attacks to the monster villages?â
âWeâve kept it down steadily, but there are still a few places we havenât organized an attack for. Now that father is here; I am about to move in earnest.â
âOh, youâre here,â Uncle noticed. âCome and sit.â
Vincent and the other commanders did not get up from their seats.
I found a spot. Adelia and Arwen settled right next to me.
The commandersâ eyes opened wide when they saw Arwen. Her beauty shone even in the gloomy winter.
âTsu.â
Uncle clicked his tongue. The commanders got up from their seats and introduced themselves one by one. I gave a rough answer and started eating.
Even as I tried to concentrate on food, I could hear the voices of Uncle and the commanders in my ears.
Some monsters in a village have to be dealt with first, and several troops have to be dispatched.
Goblins and other familiar names came out countless times in the conversation.
âThen, these will be handled by the Ranger CompanyâŠâ
Vincent looked hesitant. It was as if he didnât care about those small monsters, and wanted something else.
âThe problem is the OrcsâŠâ he finally managed to say.
My ears stood up at that word. Orcs.
Only
âThereâs a small group of orcs settled at the mouth of the mountain range, about twenty of them. They are probably scouting. If we donât take care of them right away, they could cause problems with the Rangersâ retreat later⊠with their sizes; it would be difficult for ranger arrows to- Yes, Your Highness?â
Vincent paused as he noticed me stand up and approach Uncle.
Instead of answering, I checked the map that they were looking at.
There were countless small statues of different monsters on the map.