I Became a Swordsman in the Middle Ages.

Belgast was dragged away by the furious attendants.

More detailed investigation would be necessary, but according to his confession, he was a terrorist who believed the train was 'the devil's' and had to be destroyed.

Hmm. A typical average mage.

Anyway, it had little to do with Sisilia, so she declined the conductor's offer of a reward. She told them to take the credit.

It was troublesome to get involved with a fanatic.

'But it's good to get tea that costs 5 gold per cup for free.'

Sisilia sipped the tea with elegance. First-class room, drinking tea supplied to the royal family.

She liked everything, but what she liked most was the ray of light that came down on this hopeless mission.

"Come to think of it, why are you here, Beatrice?"

Beatrice, who had been hanging her head like a criminal, looked up.

In fact, she was more afraid of Sisilia than the terrorist.

'Th, there was no mercy at all.'

It was the first time she had seen someone dealt with in such a cruel(?) way.

Making him swallow his own magic!

She even made an expression of 'regretting not being able to inflict more pain' to the criminal who said he would confess everything.

But what if... she found out that she had left the knight order?

-Leave? I will make you leave your life too.

She was sure to be killed with those words.

"Th, the truth is."

Sisilia stared intently, and it was impossible to tell what she was thinking at all.

That made it even scarier. It felt like being stripped naked. She was probably reading her thoughts in real-time.

'I, it's impossible... It's impossible to lie in front of Sisilia. Then.'

Now, there was only this method left.

Bang!

Beatrice headbutted with all her might.

"I'm sorry—!"

"...?"

Sisilia tilted her head. Is this a trendy action these days?

"Don't worry. This room and tea are expensive for first-class, but it's on me today."

'It was totally a line that makes you want to work with her for life, like a great boss.'

Sisilia was impressed by her own ambition.

"Ah-, no. Of course, this room and tea are too much for me... but the reason I'm here is."

Beatrice wanted to confess everything honestly and ask for forgiveness.

But when she tried to say it, the words wouldn't come out.

"I... left."

After speaking in a mosquito-like voice, Beatrice trembled in a dogeza position. (TN: orz)

Sisilia didn't quite understand the meaning of the word.

"Is it short for 'unused piece?’ Certainly, the quality of this steak has gone down these days.

"N, no. This morning, I quit being an apprentice knight."

Clang!

Like Sisilia's crumbling heart, the 5-gold tea spilled. Sisilia froze as if time had stopped.

"...Why?"

"Th, that's."

[ Due to a sudden turbulence, we will increase the train speed to escape it. We apologize for the inconvenience it may cause. ]

The train announcement echoing through the carriage seemed to represent Sisilia's troubled state of mind.

Beatrice trembled as she looked up at the cause of that turbulence.

"I, I thought it wasn't a place I could set foot in..."

"Don't worry."

Sisilia grabbed the spilled teacup with just the corners of her mouth lifted.

But due to her trembling hands like Parkinson's, the tea all fell to the floor.

"No one is good at first. You can learn gradually."

'Sh, she's angry.'

Sisilia was always calm. She was like that in the dungeon and didn't even blink an eye when facing the terrorist earlier.

Such a person showing this much emotional disturbance...? Just how angry is she?

Beatrice's fear was squared.

"Actually... my, my parents were worried and all."

"Parents?"

"Ye, yes."

Was it because she mentioned her parents? The trembling stopped. Along with it, a relieving announcement came.

[ We are out of the turbulence. We will resume normal operation, so please don't worry. ]

"...Indeed, your full name was Schwarzfeder, right? I know it's a territory in the west."

"Yes! It's a very small territory, nothing special. Bu, but my parents are good people. They even prepared the living expenses for the capital life like this despite the difficulty..."

As she spoke, Beatrice felt like she was going to cry.

-You will surely become a great knight.

Her parents believed in her and supported her despite their poor living conditions.

But to be in this state...

Beatrice smiled bitterly. She was already starting to regret it, but once she had given up, it was impossible to become a Windsor.

"I'm sorry. Sisilia."

'Sisilia must think someone like me is pathetic.'

Beatrice looked at Sisilia.

Sisilia had her head slightly lowered, so her expression wasn't visible, but her silver hair was pretty, filled with sunlight.

A shining person.

That was Beatrice's perception of Sisilia. If the sun could shine on only one person, it would surely exist for her.

"I... from the beginning, I wasn't qualified."

"How can you say that."

Sisilia wiped her eyes with her drooping sleeve.

Her slightly sobbing was so cute that Beatrice momentarily forgot her fear and wanted to hug her.

"What an admirable thought."

"...Pardon?"

"You were on your way back after deciding to quit because you were worried about your parents."

"That's right, but..."

She had a hunch that she was talking about something else.

And that hunch was correct.

"I knew the western front was being pushed back, but I didn't think it would be this bad."

"...?"

"But Beatrice. Please keep one thing in mind."

Sisilia looked at Beatrice seriously. She became serious once or twice a year, and today was that day.

"Trust the kingdom, Windsor– and me."

Sisilia answered firmly.

"I will definitely defeat the demons in the west."

Beatrice realized that Sisilia was making a very grave misunderstanding.

She had trusted the Rianen Kingdom from the beginning. She knew well how many monsters there were in Windsor.

Moreover, the Schwartz territory wasn't that close to the front lines.

"I, I, Sisilia..."

Sisilia reached out her hand towards Beatrice.

"I will make your resignation null and void. I have that much discretion."

"...Pardon?"

"Raise your head, Beatrice. The will to slay demons is the most important mindset for Windsor."

Sisilia felt the most pity.

The newbie's hands were still white and soft, so even if she helped with those hands, it wouldn't be of much help.

She must know that, yet she had the really sad situation of having to quit because she was worried about her parents' safety.

Goodness.

'Thank goodness.'

At first, she was terrified, thinking she had 'given up'.

A talent with the Blessing of Light, who could aim for Sword Demon if trained well, turning into a 'casual user' with a fragile mentality?

Oh my. Sisilia couldn't bear to see that. She would have had to punish her with infinite PK right away.

That's because blessings are a slot system. There can't be a perfectly identical blessing. Once one person draws it, it doesn't appear for others.

In other words, it was an act that harmed other people. No, the entire human race. If you're going to play casually, give up the blessing from the beginning. It can't be helped if you don't know, but doing it despite knowing can only be seen as extreme selfishness.

'Yeah. My Beatrice wouldn't do that.'

Sisilia calmed her anxious heart and said,

"Let's work hard together. You don't need to worry. I will guide you well."

***

Chug chug-.

The train stopped, and passengers got off one by one.

Since the final stop 'Dusty Point' was close to the front lines, few people got off.

The waiting guards rushed into the train. They roughly dragged out a few people who were perfectly restrained.

"Terrorism. If we hadn't stopped it, it would have been a big deal."

"We're already short on food, if this had flown away, we would have been screwed this whole winter."

"Damn mages. Participate in the battlefield instead of doing terrorism."

"They're too noble to see blood, they say."

The guards chatted. Behind them, Sisilia and a somewhat dazed Beatrice came out with their travel bags.

The guard captain saluted sharply and said,

"Thank you for your hard work! We appreciate your cooperation."

"No. I just did what I had to do."

Sisilia answered while lightly stretching.

"Not only did you stop the attack, but you even captured them alive. We can't express our gratitude enough. If there's any reward..."

"Rather than that, please take care of the refugees a little more."

Sisilia spoke as if she found it troublesome, but the guard captain was greatly moved.

The western front was in a precarious situation day by day.

The western commander had already requested help from all over the kingdom, but the nobles were reluctant to provide soldiers to the desperate situation in the west that could only be called hopeless.

At that time, the only one who responded to the request for support was the Windsor Knights Order in the capital.

They do not value noble status, any desperate situation, or even any gold and jewels.

They only slay demons.

Understanding and calculation for that purpose were unnecessary values to them.

If you work in the field, you can't help but know how great and honorable the Windsor Knights Order is.

Truly knights among knights.

The guard captain shed hot tears.

"Si, Sisilia. This person is crying."

"It's something you will see often, so you don't need to pay attention. Let's go on our way."

That's right! The guard captain was an ardent fan of the Windsor Knights Order.

"At least give me the honor of providing you with a horse!"

"It's faster to walk from here. Then, take care."

Snap!

The guard captain saluted the two Windsor members walking away, scattering tears. That salute was maintained for a while until they disappeared into the distance.

Meanwhile, there was one more person here who wanted to cry.

'Why am I here...?'

Beatrice, who was brought along in a daze.

She, who was going to return to her hometown to farm, couldn't believe her situation of standing on the westernmost front-line land.

Sisilia glanced at Beatrice's expression and said,

"It won't be long."

"Pardon?"

"We will complete the mission and return within 3 days. It's simple to clean up a front line. Rather, you're scheduled to take the entrance test right after returning, so please be mindful of it in advance."

Sisilia slightly smiled at Beatrice, who was sweating and biting her lip.

"Don't worry. By my calculation, you can pass if you just kill about 1332 demons."

Sisilia gave a thumbs up with a slight smile.

"It's a really small number, right?"

"Yes..."

Tears rolled down Beatrice's cheeks.

Translator's Corner

When Beatrice says "퇴소...했습니다" (toe-so...haess-seumnida), she means "I quit” the knights order.

However, Sisilia thinks she meant "퇴물소" (toe-mul-so) and interprets it as an abbreviation for "disused material." As in not the highest quality to serve to royals, but passable for a noble to think he's getting his money woof. If anyone gets it, you're +1 in my books.

-Ruminas