The Son-In-Law Of A Prestigious Household Wants A Divorce-Chapter 69: Primordial

“Is this about the Blackthorn’s subjugation?”

Isaac nodded at the Grandmaster’s question. After pondering for a moment, the Grandmaster tilted her head and asked him another one.

“But, is my help really necessary? Hasn’t Arandel almost finished the job already?”

“The Transcendent Race I know are all proud beings who despise humans.”

“...”

The Grandmaster didn’t deny his words.

It meant she agreed with him.

“They might abandon Blackthorn, but they won’t accept defeat so easily.”

“So you think they’ve prepared some tricks? Any evidence on this?”

By now, the Grandmaster’s expression had turned calm.

It seemed as if she’d be disappointed in him if he just said all this without any basis whatsoever. To that, Isaac explained what he knew without hesitation.

“Have you seen what’s happening in the nearby villages? The villagers’ are relatively living a good life, but their appearance doesn’t reflect that at all.”

“I can see what you meant. Their skin had turned dark, and they look so thin that you can see their bones.”

“They’re my evidence. My guess is—”

“Sorcery?”

The Grandmaster interjected.

Seeing Isaac nodding, she let out a short sigh.

“You really know a bunch of things, huh? Transcendent’s sorcery isn’t something you could just encounter anywhere.”

“Well, I did when I went to the North.”

Of course, he had known about it even before that, but...

It’s not a lie.

In any case, Isaac suspected the reason why the Blackthorn’s people looked haggard despite living a good life was due to some kind of sorcery.

The Grandmaster just nodded without making a fuss.

“That’s a reasonable suspicion. As you’ve said, there’s a high possibility that they’ve set up some kind of sorcery in the mansion.”

If Arandel was here, they could just ignore it, but he wasn’t, so they had to be extremely careful about such things.

Isaac knew how thick the Transcendent Race’s hatred and hostility towards humans was.

They definitely wouldn’t just accept defeat lying down.

“Since you’re a friend’s disciple, I’ll help you. However, you’ll have to fulfill my request in return. That’s only fair, right?”

The Grandmaster, slowly straightening her back, asked with a smile.

“Tell me, who is your master, and where are they right now?”

“...”

Isaac closed his eyes tightly.

[Oh? You’re from Helmont?]

He slowly walked through his memories, starting from their first meeting.

[Talent in swordsmanship takes many forms. It’s not as simple as judging by how well one swings a sword.]

She had reached out to him when he was living in depression and despair.

Moreover, she was the first person who had ever recognized his talent.

[What a pity, truly a pity. If it wasn’t for your legs, you’d surely have achieved greatness.]

[Disciple, pour me some wine.]

[Fine, fine, I’ll stop smoking! But why do I have to quit just because you quit, huh? I don’t get it!]

There were times when they laughed together... When they grieved together...

This woman had supported a large part of his life.

[My dream, you ask?]

[Haa, what does it matter now at this point?]

But even he hadn’t heard the reason why she decided to take on so many disciples.

Even until she breathed her last.

[Disciple, I’m sorry.]

In her last moment...

Even as she collapsed, unable to withstand the Transcendent Race’s final offensive, the only words that came out of her mouth was an apology.

While everyone else chased their dreams.

She had lost her own dream and chose to push others’ backs to achieve theirs.

If I had to tell this secret to someone...

You would be the first person...

With a smile, Isaac shared his story.

About 30 minutes had passed.

The Grandmaster, her eyes wide open, slowly raised her odachi and then...

Thwack!

Struck Isaac’s head with the sheathed sword.

“How dare you tease an adult.”

“...”

*   *   *The next day.

Before setting out for the mansion.

Isaac was checking on the Grandmaster’s attire.

He put a robe on her and flipped the hood over, but she kept shaking her head to take the hood off, clearly irritated.

“It feels uncomfortable, I hate it.”

“We need to cover your ears. Can you fold your ears down a bit more?”

“I can, but it’s uncomfortable. It feels like walking on tiptoes.”

She then bent her pointed ears downwards.

With the hood on top, everything that made her stand out was now completely hidden.

“Haa... Seriously, all this fuss— Ow! My ears are sensitive! Stop pulling it so hard!”

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When Isaac pressed her hood down, trying to cover as much of her face as possible with it, she snapped at him.

Her tail was somewhat well-hidden inside her pants, although some fur could be seen falling out.

“We’ll leave the odachi behind. You can pick it up later when we’re done.”

“How can a swordsman go anywhere without their sword?”

“You promised you’d help, didn’t you? If you carry your odachi around, they’ll just catch you the moment they see you.”

Instead, Isaac handed her a blunt short sword that was used by common soldiers.

“What a crude thing.”

“I’ll give you mine if necessary. So please bear with it for a bit.”

“Haa, I don’t know whose disciple you are, but I swear, I’m gonna beat the hell out of your master when I see them.”

“...”

In the end, the Grandmaster refused to believe Isaac’s story. He even tried to explain things that he was sure would make her believe in him, but it was pointless.

After all, most of them were the matters of the future that the current Grandmaster had no connection to.

As for the matter of the past, back in his previous lives the Grandmaster hadn’t shared much of her past to begin with, so he only had a handful of things to tell her, in which all of them were refuted by her as she claimed that his non-existent master was the one who told him those things.

I guess it’s a little unreasonable to expect her to believe me right away.

Isaac let out a heavy sigh. He had mustered up the courage to reveal his secret, but he ended up being rejected like this, which was disheartening.

“I’m helping you because I think that you’re my friend’s disciple, but...”

As she stepped out of the tent, the Grandmaster grumbled.

“I’m gonna tell you this straight. I’ll take yesterday’s talk as you haven’t trusted me fully yet.”

“...”

Rather than me not trusting you...

It feels like you’re the one who refused to believe me...

Watching the Grandmaster repeatedly emphasizing this point, Isaac thought as such, but his thought was cut off short.

“Isaac! Hurry up— Oh?”

Sharen came running towards him the moment he came out of his tent. She tilted her head when she saw the woman next to him.

For a moment there, he thought that she caught them but fortunately for them, Sharen wasn’t that perceptive.

“Who’s this?”

“I met her by accident, and since looked familiar, I talked to her. It turns out she’s an old customer of mine.”

“An old customer? Ah, from back when you were a ferryman!”

Sharen let out a bright smile as she said that and quickly forgot about her.

Thankfully, she’s rather simple-minded.

Silverna soon joined them from behind, but since Sharen was rambling on and on, they were able to pass the matter off lightly.

In any case, the Blackthorn Mansion’s assault team was decided.

Isaac was stationed at the vanguard, along with the Helmont’s knights led by Lohengrin.

The Grandmaster would follow him as his porter.

“Isaac, be careful out there. Don’t charge in recklessly.”

Just before their departure, Princess Clarisse grabbed Isaac and cautioned him.

She saw him as one of the future swordmasters of the kingdom, so she’d rather not see him getting injured unnecessarily.

“Isaac, Isaac! Look at this!”

Sharen, who was also assigned to the vanguard alongside him, emitted red Crimson Essence from her hand.

She swung it around and then compressed it into a spherical shape.

“Cool, isn’t it?”

“...What are you going to do with that?”

“Huh? W-What I’m going to do with this?”

Sharen stared blankly at the Crimson Essence for a moment. Then, she puckered her lips and shouted.

“Crimson Flame Orb!”

She threw it straight at Isaac, but it ended up being a mere slight breeze with no impact at all.

“Hoo?”

But, that made the Grandmaster stare at her with a curious gaze.

She didn’t notice it though, as she stomped away with a huff.

Watching her back, Isaac quietly asked the Grandmaster.

“Why are you looking at her like that?”

“Because it’s interesting? She turned one thing that everyone admires into a child’s toy.”

“...”

“It’s amusing. I guess not all of Arandel’s children are monsters.”

Hearing the Grandmaster’s words, Isaac started to look at it a bit differently too.

Right, Crimson Essence is usually all about amplifying power, but Sharen just removed all impact from hers...

Interesting. Her talent in regards to Crimson Essence is unique, it seems.

As he nodded to himself, he noticed a familiar refreshing scent with a hint of chill from beside him.

It was Silverna.

“Isaac, do you have any plans after the subjugation?”

He hesitated for a moment to that question that sounded as if she was about to suggest a place for them to hang out.

“Umm.”

Originally, he had planned to go to the rocky mountain to meet the Grandmaster.

But the Grandmaster was here now, so that plan was now moot.

“I’m not sure.”

“Alright, why don’t we go to Evergard together then?”

“Evergard?”

Albion Kingdom’s capital, no? But why?

“Well, I heard there’s a Knight Academy here. In the North, we could only train sporadically because of the Great Colony, but even after that, it just isn’t a good place for training.”

That’s right.

When he was in the North, his training felt like a side activity as he had to juggle between various things.

What Silverna was trying to suggest was for them to delve deeper into their training.

That completely caught his interest.

I’m confident with my swordsmanship and knowledge, but my physical abilities are a different story.

He remembered how Sharen had overpowered him just yesterday.

“Also... We can drop by the dungeon whenever we want to.”

“...!”

Silverna’s smile as she said that suggested that this was what she was aiming for, leaving Isaac with wide eyes.

The dungeon she was talking about was the same one that Alois was currently being imprisoned in.

“You’re worried, right? I saw you asking the princess about it last time, so I thought you might be concerned. But it wouldn’t look good to go there without a proper reason.”

“...Yeah, thanks.”

A faint smile appeared on his face.

Thanks to her consideration, he felt one of the anxieties in his heart disappear.

“If you’re grateful, buy me dessert when we get there! There’s this egg muffin thing that we can’t eat in the North! I want that!”

“Alright, alright. Got it.”

Hearing Isaac’s answer, Silverna grinned joyfully. Seeing her being so happy made Isaac feel strange somehow.

“You’re quite the charmer, aren’t you?”

If the Grandmaster hadn’t whispered from behind, he would’ve probably continued his chat with Silverna.

At that moment, the vanguard began to move.

Although they were called the vanguard, due to their target being a mansion, the entire army couldn’t enter. In reality, they were the main force here.

Instead, they were surrounding the mansion’s vicinity with a wall of shields.

“For Helmont—!”

Right in front of the main gate.

Lohengrin, walking at the very front, raised his greatsword to the sky.

Simultaneously, the other knights of Helmont behind him also raised their greatswords.

Crimson Essence began to condense around Lohengrin, forming a massive lump.

“Glory to the great Helmont—!”

As Lohengrin swung his greatsword long towards the air, the Crimson Essence that the knights of Helmont had condensed flew towards the mansion.

“So crude.”

“W-What nonsense!”

Even the Grandmaster and Silverna beside were left awestruck by the sight. It showed how much Lohengrin had racked his brains last night.

He didn’t underestimate the Transcendent Race in the slightest.

So, he came up with a plan to completely destroy the mansion in one go.

As expected, the Crimson Essence instantly broke through and destroyed the mansion.

The once massive Blackthorn mansion was half-destroyed, revealing its interior.

Within it, corpses were strewn about, including several Transcendents’ corpses.

It looked as if someone had taken a huge bite out of the mansion.

The Transcendents who survived the attack were staring at Lohengrin with dumbfounded looks.

“T-This! Huff! This is! Helmont! Huff! Huff!”

He looked quite exhausted, but the effect was apparent.

In truth, no one expected this much from Lohengrin.

Even if he were to retire now, people wouldn’t complain about it at all.

Following his attack, arrows rained down from behind the soldiers who had formed a wall with their shields.

This showed their stance; they wouldn’t bother to approach the cornered rats.

“...Will we even get to do anything?”

Isaac was about to nod at Silverna’s words, but...

The Grandmaster’s hood twitched. Her eyes slowly widened, and she pulled on Isaac’s clothes, whispering.

“Stay sharp. I have a feeling that this won’t end so easily.”

“...”

Isaac didn’t ask or say anything in response to her words.

Because soon enough, the arrows that had been pouring down like heavy rain suddenly fell unnaturally.

The way they fell was all different, they were all split into two with different shapes.

It was as if someone had ‘cut’ them.

At the central staircase of the Blackthorn mansion, now fully exposed as its walls and ceiling were gone.

A man with snake-like eyes walked down.

His tongue was split in two, and his skin was blood-red.

He looked as if he had lived in flames, but his clothes looked like something that a noble would wear.

Two horns protruded from his head.

A tail swayed gently from his back.

And lastly...

In his hand, was an enormous odachi, taller than a person.

“That’s...!”

Silverna unconsciously looked at Isaac, who bit his lip hard and steadied his breath.

“Yeah...”

This sword originally belongs to them.

Isaac could just tell that this guy wasn’t an ordinary Transcendent, and the Grandmaster behind him confirmed his suspicion.

“A Primordial...”

Primordial.

The first of the Transcendent Race.

If the ordinary Transcendents were beings that could easily kill average knights...

The Primordials were beings that could overturn the tide of war easily. They were close to natural disasters more than anything.

Even in his previous life, Isaac had turned his back to them several times, and countless times he had felt the morale of allies plummet hopelessly the moment one of them appeared.

Also...

In his previous life, the Grandmaster’s death was caused by them.