hip of the two swords.
Since these were undiscovered swords, no one could say anything to him for having them.

Davey quickly got out of Surtr’s underground workshop and went back to the territory, which was in a state of disorder.
He borrowed a horse and went straight to the path leading to the royal palace.
Although he had killed Viscount Guerta, the man’s crimes were clear, and no one really had the right to condemn Davey for it.
At times like this, he felt that the system of rank and status was unjustly convenient.
This was probably why the nobility enjoyed it so much.

Bleep! The description of the sword, which Surtr had called [The Unnamed Red Sword that Cuts the Living], came up.

-Name: Currently none.

-Status: Unfinished.

-Completion Level: 90%

-Details: The first sword of the final work created by the great blacksmith, who had used mana in refining his crafts, by pouring out all his strength before passing; power has not yet manifested due to its incompletion; ego exists, but is still asleep.

Because of that last 10%, the sword had been sealed for thousands of years without a name.
It also wasn’t surprising that it had an ego, since the low, watchful growl of a beast was heard even before entering the underground workshop and opening the safe.
That was probably part of the subconscious of the ego within the sword.

“The other one is the same as well…”

Davey had taken two swords from the underground workshop.
As they were called twin swords, they had the same design but different colors.
Also… Their current situation and completion level were the same.

[The Unnamed Red Sword that Cuts the Living] was first, and [The Unnamed Blue Sword that Cuts the Dead] was second; after all, one of them had to be made first even if they were twins.
And as it had been Surtr’s own weapon and had been made with more effort than Caldeiras, there was affection and passion in the way he had crafted the sword.

“You have arrived.
I hope you enjoy your time at the capital.”


Davey arrived at the large city near the capital and entered the mana gate, which quickly brought him to the capital of the kingdom.
As Davey was still disguised as a commoner, the low-rank mage managing the mana gate did not recognize him.
This was normal, since the media hadn’t developed that well here.
He should have arrived a little later with a carriage and his party, but he had no reason to stay at the royal palace for a long time now that his territory was up and running.

“Why do you think the royal palace summoned me?”

-Well, publicly, you accomplished a great achievement.
It’s probably to reward you for your outstanding service.

“Though, it’s money that I earned.”

-Income tax isn’t for nothing.
You have a bad habit of asking questions when you already know the answer.

It was an outstanding service.
Most countries, including the Rowane Kingdom, asked for a portion of an individual or group’s income as an income tax.
Currently, the Rowane Kingdom’s income tax ranged from 5% to 30%; it seemed like a high percentage, but it wasn’t any different from Earth.
Of course, most of the ruling nobility easily evaded this income tax and lived luxuriously.
However, seeing those who chose to do that getting their heads cut off because of it, it didn’t really seem like a wise choice.

-That’s probably what the normal expectation is.

“And the real reason?”

-Isn’t it obvious? The moon grass you are growing is the golden egg; did you not earn far more than the kingdom’s annual budget in just one quarter?

Since the Rowane Kingdom’s annual budget was 100 thousand to 150 thousand gold, Davey had earned a lot.

-If they were to nationalize your business and make you act as they want, the Rowane Kingdom would become far richer.

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‘Well, to be exact, the nobility would be the ones getting richer.’ 


The Heins Territory had become the only territory in the entire eastern continent that could ship out moon grass.
To be honest, Davey was a little surprised that he had received the continent’s attention.
It also meant that what he had done was a big deal.
The harvesting of moon grass was something deemed impossible, even if one tried their best, after all.

After checking a few things while roaming the capital’s streets, Davey quickly headed into the royal palace.
He was greeted with an unusual disorder in the palace.
As many of the servants were killed after being swept up in the fight between the political enemies, it seemed like the entire group of servants was completely switched up.
Perhaps because of that, most of the servants who looked down on him weren’t here anymore.
Of course, even if they were, they couldn’t mistreat him since he wasn’t regarded the same as before.

“Welcome, Your Highness.” It was none other than Royal Attendant Bespard who greeted Davey.
He was the older brother of Royal Attendant Bernile, the attendant that had followed Davey to the Heins Territory, and also the right hand of the king who the nobility couldn’t mess with.
As such, Bespard was a person Davey could trust.

“It’s been a while, Royal Attendant Bespard.”

“You look much stronger now, Your Highness.”

“I’m still stick-like on the outside.”

“It seems you are joking more than last year.”

Royal Attendant Bernile sometimes showed a smile, but his expression never changed.
He seemed almost like the Terminator.
Because of that, a younger Davey had used to joke around, calling him the Terminator and asking him where John Connor was.

“I see that you have made a very successful business in your territory.” It wasn’t something that a royal attendant should ask, but Bespard was capable of asking even more.

“Well… It seems that the heavens were pleased.
I was just given a nice gift, that’s all.”

As Davey grinned while shrugging it off as a joke, Bespard quietly closed his eyes like he was satisfied with that.

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