Chapter 264: Lightning Sword Saint's Attendant
Becoming the seventh Sword Saint of Jinas didn't change Riezel's life much.
He was only awarded a medal, not a title of nobility, so aside from gaining the honor and the title of 'Sword Saint', nothing else in his life really changed.
After the award ceremony finished, Riezel immediately returned to the Frenzel residence, continuing to accept challenges from many swordsmen as always.
Naturally, the arena outside the Frenzel residence remained as lively as ever, with crowds gathering daily.
However, the only difference was that, from this day forward, there was no longer a young swordswoman challenging Riezel daily.
Lizbeth no longer arrived early every morning to challenge Riezel but stayed by his side, following him wherever he went.
Seeing this, the other swordsmen quickly noticed.
Watching Lizbeth, who now stayed close to Riezel, never leaving his side and patiently waiting while he accepted challenges in the arena without stepping up to fight herself, they exchanged confused looks.
Soon after, they learned a shocking piece of news from one of the Frenzel family's knights.
Lizbeth had become Riezel's attendant after forming an attendant contract with him, which meant she would no longer challenge him in the arena.
"No, Miss Lizbeth! Why?!"
"Y-Y-You... Why did you become someone else's attendant?!"
"If she's not gonna challenge anymore, does that mean we won't get to see Miss Lizbeth's awesome performances in the arena again?"
"DAMN IT! MY YOUTH IS OVER—!!!"
Several male swordsmen, upon hearing the news, wailed on the spot, with some even bursting into tears.
After all, their dream girl was not only no longer stepping into the arena to showcase her 'skills' but had also become someone else's attendant. To make things worse, this 'someone else' was a young, handsome, and powerful man.
Did that mean he could make her do whatever he wanted, any way he wanted?
A group of male swordsmen immediately felt as though their dreams were shattered, their souls crushed, causing them to drop to their knees, unable to get up, looking like devoted fans who had just discovered their favorite idol was married.
Of course, some swordsmen, whether male or female, reacted differently. After learning the news, they looked at Lizbeth with envy and jealousy.
Becoming the attendant of a Sword Saint?
It was an opportunity most swordsmen would kill for!
It couldn't be helped.
Becoming a Sword Saint's attendant was only possible with Riezel, after all.
Other Sword Saints were, in the end, just swordsmen, not magicians, so they couldn't use the magic required for an attendant contract.
Riezel, on the other hand, was both a Sword Saint and a Tactical-Class Magician, so he could easily perform the attendant contract—something other Sword Saints couldn't do.
Given this, Lizbeth becoming Riezel's attendant meant she had a Sword Saint to guide her whenever she needed it.
Wasn't that the kind of opportunity any swordsman would dream of?
At least, many of the more serious swordsmen present couldn't help but feel a twinge of envy and jealousy, causing their minds to race.
'If Miss Lizbeth can become Sir Riezel's attendant, do we stand a chance too?'
Such a thought eventually crept into the minds of several swordsmen.
From their perspective, Lizbeth had likely earned Riezel's attention by challenging him persistently every day and showing exceptional skill and willpower, which led him to choose her as his attendant.
If that was the case, then didn't it mean that if they also continued to challenge Riezel with determination and impressive performances every day, they might have a chance at becoming his attendant and receiving his guidance at any time?
With such a thought, the swordsmen's hearts began to burn with excitement.
As a result, Riezel's arena became even more crowded and lively than before.
—As long as you perform well enough, there's a chance to become the Lightning Sword Saint's attendant.
Such news spread quickly, attracting more and more swordsmen to the Frenzel residence to challenge Riezel.
Riezel was, of course, more than happy with this outcome since the more challengers there were, the better it was for him. He was already looking forward to it, curious about how much his status would improve after battling thousands of challengers daily for more than half a month.
Lizbeth, on the other hand, felt bad as she looked at the male swordsmen kneeling on the ground, crying their eyes out, seemingly heartbroken.
'Everyone is expecting me to fight, but I let them down... I feel so bad...' Lizbeth thought, feeling guilty.
Unfortunately, there was nothing she could do about it.
Marilyn had already told her that, as an attendant, the biggest taboo was going against their master's sword, especially in public. Drawing their sword against their own master would be a great disrespect, something that would damage their master's dignity—an absolute no-go.
In the end, she had to muster the courage to face the crowd of heartbroken swordsmen.
"I'm sorry to disappoint you all!"
Lizbeth bowed deeply, a graceful motion that caused the sobbing to stop suddenly.
At this moment, all the men's eyes almost instinctively landed on her chest as she apologized.
"Actually, there are some things I can't do with my master during the day, so I have to save them for the night... I'm really sorry! Please forgive me!" Lizbeth explained and apologized again.
What she said wasn't wrong.
During the day, Riezel had to accept challenges from others in front of everyone, and as his attendant, she couldn't draw her sword against him at that time.
Fortunately, once the challenges were over and night fell, Riezel would give her guidance in swordsmanship. At that point, they could spar a bit, which was why Lizbeth had said something like that.
However, upon hearing her words, the male swordsmen froze on the spot, seemingly misunderstanding something.
"...Things you can't do during the day?"
"...Save them for the night?"
Muttering these words with dumbfounded expressions, the male swordsmen glanced at each other before suddenly bursting into tears again. Even worse, their cries were louder and more heart-wrenching than before, scaring Lizbeth.
"C-Could you please stop crying?" Lizbeth said with a panicked tone. "I know you're really upset, but there's nothing I can do about it right now! I promise I'll do my best tonight! I won't let you down!"
As soon as she said this, the male swordsmen cried even louder.
Seeing this, Lizbeth was completely at a loss, not knowing what to do, so she shot a pleading look at Ian, who was standing nearby.
"Just ignore them."
Ian spoke coldly and quickly dragged Lizbeth away, leaving the heartbroken men behind.
However, ever since then, Riezel noticed that among the swordsmen who came to challenge him each day, some of them, for some reason, would give him hateful glares as soon as they stepped into the arena.
Some would even say absurd things.
"Hey, Lord Sword Saint, could you go easy on Miss Lizbeth?"
"She's still young and doesn't really get a lot of things! Don't make her deal with stuff she shouldn't!"
"Yeah, Miss Lizbeth is still young... I mean, she might look big in some areas, but that doesn't mean she's ready for everything! So, please, don't make her do weird stuff!"
"Seriously, I'm asking you, Lord Sword Saint!"
They would say these nonsensical things to Riezel, completely out of nowhere.
'What the heck are they talking about?'
Riezel could only stand in place, utterly confused.
"Thunderclap and Flash!"
"AAAAAHHHHH—!!!"
At the arena outside the Frenzel residence, this scene played out from time to time, always accompanied by laughter.
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Night quietly fell.
In one of the hallways of the Frenzel residence, Riezel and Lizbeth, having finished the day's challenges, were heading in the direction of their rooms.
Riezel was empty-handed, while Lizbeth held a small box full of items in her arms.
"By the way, what's that?"
While walking, Riezel glanced at the box in Lizbeth's arms and asked curiously.
He knew the box was something that hadn't been there before, and he had no idea where Lizbeth had gotten it.
Thankfully, it didn't seem like anything weird or dangerous.
"Um, this was sent over from the palace..."
Lizbeth, still hugging the box tightly, took small steps by Riezel's side and replied obediently.
"It's the personal items I left behind at the palace. Fath—His Majesty had someone pack them up for me and send them over here. I just picked them up from the servant."
"I see..." Riezel nodded in understanding. "Still, you sure don't have a lot of stuff, huh?"
Such a small box couldn't possibly hold more than a few pieces of clothing, yet Lizbeth clutched it as if it contained something incredibly precious.
"Well... these are things I had before I was taken to the palace... They're all from Grandma Mia..." Lizbeth said softly, a small smile forming on her face. "Other than these, nothing else really matters to me."
In fact, along with the box, the royal palace had also sent over many valuable clothes and jewelry—luxurious items she had accumulated during her time as a princess.
However, those things didn't hold much significance to her.
Compared to the fancy dresses that screamed high-end, she preferred the casual clothes she was wearing now.
As for the priceless jewelry, she felt no attachment to it at all.
Only the box, filled with her personal items from before she was taken to the royal palace at the age of seven, held any true value in her heart.
"..."
Riezel was quiet for a moment, then smiled at Lizbeth.
"Well, let me help you organize everything."
Since Lizbeth was now living in the Frenzel residence as Riezel's attendant, her room was right next to his.
However, since her room was still a bit disorganized, even though it was suitable for living, it needed some tidying up if she wanted to unpack and set up her personal items.
For this reason, Riezel offered to help.
"N-No, that's okay! I'll be alright by myself!" Lizbeth hurriedly refused.
'Never let your master handle chores' was a rule Marilyn, her mentor, had taught her as an attendant. Nevertheless, even without Marilyn's teachings, she was someone who didn't like to trouble anyone, especially not the person she served.
Unfortunately for her, Riezel wasn't taking no for an answer.
"Alright, there's no need to be so strict with the rules here." Riezel said lightly. "Besides, you've been carrying that sword and now this box—it's gotta be hard to handle them both, right? Let me give you a hand."
Without waiting for Lizbeth to protest further, Riezel took the box from her.
*Pa!*
Just then, a scroll slipped out of the box and rolled to Riezel's feet.
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Chapter 265: Hidden Land and Dimensional Magic Cube
"Hmm? What's this?"
Riezel's attention was instantly drawn to the scroll that had rolled to his feet.
As he saw it, the material of the scroll seemed unusual and he could feel faint waves of magical energy emanating from it.
Lizbeth also glanced at the scroll and immediately picked it up.
"Umm... this is a piece of animal skin..." Lizbeth said, recalling the animal skin's origin. "Grandma Mia mentioned before that it was originally wrapped around Moslow, so we always carry it with us. Before His Majesty brought me into the palace, Grandma Mia reminded me that I must never lose it, no matter what."
Upon hearing this, Riezel stared at the animal skin in Lizbeth's hand, confirming the faint magical energy emanating from it.
For some strange reason, Riezel felt a strange throb of excitement as he gazed at the animal skin, as if something invisible were pulling him in and causing his gaze to gradually focus on it.
"Can I take a look at it?" Riezel asked, gazing intensely at the animal skin.
Unexpectedly, Lizbeth showed a troubled expression.
"Is it inconvenient?"
Seeing Lizbeth's reaction, Riezel suppressed the throbbing sensation in his heart.
"If it's a problem, forget it then."
"No, it's not that..." Lizbeth quickly shook her head, looking conflicted. "It's not that I don't want to show it to you, Master, but it's just... this thing is somewhat weird."
"Weird? How?" Riezel's interest was piqued.
Lizbeth hesitated for a moment before cautiously explaining.
"When I look at this animal skin, there is always a strange drawing on it, but when I told Grandma Mia or others about it, they all said there was nothing there."
"I once asked Grandma Mia why only I could see the drawing, and she told me it's something only chosen people can see, and that I must never reveal what's on it or lose it..."
"That's why I've always been scared to show it to anyone."
If Riezel weren't Lizbeth's master, perhaps she wouldn't have told him about this at all.
She had once shown the animal skin to her father, but he only thought she was playing around, so after that, she didn't dare show it to anyone else anymore.
"Really?"
After hearing Lizbeth's explanation, Riezel's gaze at the animal skin became more intense.
"Well, can I see it? Don't worry, I won't think you're making stuff up."
"O-Okay..."
Seeing that Riezel was very eager, Lizbeth reluctantly handed the animal skin over to him, albeit cautiously.
Riezel took the scroll-shaped animal skin and unrolled it right on the spot.
"..."
In an instant, the throbbing sensation he felt grew even stronger.
As he spread the scroll, opening the animal skin, his vision blurred for a second, as though he saw something—or maybe saw nothing at all.
When he came back to his senses, the animal skin in front of him had undergone a shocking transformation.
Originally, the animal skin had been completely blank, with nothing on it, but as he stared at it, lines slowly started to form, bit by bit, gradually creating a picture.
In just a few seconds, the picture fully took shape.
However, when the picture finally became clear and complete, Riezel's pupils contracted sharply, and a look of astonishment appeared on his face.
"Master...?"
Lizbeth, who had been watching Riezel's expression, felt quite nervous.
In the past, when she mentioned the animal skin as she had just now, people would initially show curiosity and interest, just like Riezel had.
Eventually, when they found out there was nothing on it, they would start doubting her, thinking she was making it up to gain attention. Even her father would think she was just trying to get his attention by acting mysterious.
Because of this, no one ever believed her words anymore.
Over time, she stopped talking about it, afraid people would think she was a liar and that she was just messing with them.
For this reason, she was incredibly anxious now, worried that her new master would think she was a liar too.
Nevertheless, Riezel just stared intently at the animal skin, gazing at the picture on it for a long, long time before finally raising his head.
"Don't worry."
Seeing Lizbeth's nervous face, Riezel reached out and patted her head gently.
"I can see what's on it. I know you're not lying."
Lizbeth's cheeks turned red from Riezel's casual head pat, but in the next second, she froze, stunned by his words.
"R-Really?" Lizbeth asked, her eyes lighting up.
"Mm, really." Riezel nodded with a smile before asking further. "By the way, do you know where this animal skin came from?"
"Where? I don't know..." Lizbeth gently shook her head. "Grandma Mia told me it was wrapped around Moslow when I was born, placed beside me... Like Moslow, it's something that's been with me ever since the day I was born..."
"Did she ever say anything else?" Riezel asked again. "You two were together for a long time, so she must've mentioned one or two things about this animal skin, right?"
"Mmm…" Lizbeth furrowed her pretty brows, looking troubled.
"No need to rush—just take your time."
Seeing Lizbeth's troubled expression, Riezel knew she was trying to recall something from the past.
It couldn't be helped since it was a long time ago, after all.
Lizbeth had been only seven when she entered the royal palace, and now eight years had passed. Because she had been so young back then, it wasn't easy to suddenly remember things from her childhood.
Moreover, since he also wasn't in a hurry, he comforted Lizbeth, encouraging her to take her time to think.
As a result, Lizbeth relaxed her furrowed brow and, under Riezel's encouraging gaze, began recalling the past carefully.
"Ahh!"
Before long, Lizbeth let out a small gasp.
"I remember now! When I was very little, Grandma Mia once said something to me!" Lizbeth said hurriedly.
"What is it?" Riezel asked immediately.
"Maybe someday, you should consider taking this animal skin to the Hidden Land..." Lizbeth repeated what her grandmother had said to her softly and slowly.
Upon hearing this, Riezel frowned.
"Hidden Land? What kind of place is that?" Riezel asked with a confused expression.
"I'm not sure..." Lizbeth shook her head, also looking confused. "Grandma Mia only mentioned it once when I was very young and never brought it up again... I always felt like she wasn't too keen on me doing that..."
Even though it had been a long time ago, she still had a vivid memory of her grandmother's expression from back then. It was an incredibly complex and melancholic expression, like she was remembering some sorrowful past.
Because of that expression, she had a lasting impression on her young mind, which was why she remembered that moment well.
Now that she remembered it, it suddenly made her wonder.
'Did Grandma not want me to go to this Hidden Land? Is that why she sent me to my father right before she passed away?'
Lizbeth couldn't help but think this.
"Hidden Land, huh..."
Riezel mumbled before asking Lizbeth again.
"Did she say anything else about this animal skin?"
Upon hearing the question, Lizbeth stopped obsessing over unanswered speculations. She quickly wracked her brain again, trying to recall, and after a while, she looked a bit embarrassed.
"I can't remember..."
Clearly, apart from the more memorable moment, the rest of the details were hard for her to recall.
"Alright..." Riezel sighed, seeing her struggle. "By the way... can I keep this animal skin for now?"
"Do you want it, Master?" Lizbeth asked, feeling slightly taken aback. "If you want it, I'll give it to you."
"Really?" Riezel was somewhat surprised. "It's something that's always been with you, right? Are you sure you want to give it to me just like this?"
Upon hearing this, Lizbeth's cheeks turned slightly red again.
"Mm... because it's Master..." Lizbeth murmured very softly.
In her mind, although the animal skin had always been with her, the one who would be by her side from now on was this powerful and handsome master.
Giving away something that had accompanied her before to the one who would accompany her forever felt like a special ceremony to her.
Since her master had not been part of her life before, giving him something from her past meant she was completely entrusting her life to him.
Needless to say, Lizbeth had clearly developed romantic feelings in her heart—truly a girlish heart, full of emotion.
Unfortunately, Riezel's Transparent World could see through the human body but not the human heart, so he naturally didn't know Lizbeth's inner thoughts and feelings.
"Alright, thanks for that."
Riezel patted Lizbeth's head again, causing her to blush and appear both shy and happy.
Seeing the little princess's bashful smile, Riezel admired it for a moment before turning his attention back to the animal skin in his hands.
At this moment, the drawing on the animal skin, invisible to others, was now clearly visible to his eyes.
It depicted a scene straight out of a myth.
Figures, rendered in fine lines, surrounded an altar, kneeling in reverence as if worshiping a god.
At the forefront of these line-drawn figures was a queen, distinguished by her royal crown, royal robe, and gleaming golden sword, with a body full of feminine features.
Under the queen's leadership, these figures worshiped the altar and offered their prayers.
On the altar, there was a floating object.
It was a square, or rather, a cube, which surprisingly resembled his Dimensional Magic Cube.
"…"
Riezel examined the cube on the altar repeatedly, then glanced at the one in his mind, lost in silence and motionless for a long time.
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