Lonely Attack on the Different World (WN) - Chapter 319: part 2

Even when it came to an official occasion, the boy’s status still hasn’t been revealed, but that has nothing to do with me. He is the strategist that after saving the Capital, sought no honor or commendations for that and immediately departed for the Frontier by himself, toying with and destroying 40,000 enemies there. I’d like to attend to him today, but with him being a person not fond of ceremonious greetings and concealing his status, I limited myself to a simple greeting.

Not only does he not fret standing next to our King, he is even teasing him along with Omui-sama. He might be able to conceal his status, but the difference in caliber is too apparent.

And on top of that, now even summoned marquis Skobathus is prostrating himself, thanking him. He might’ve fallen ill, but he still was called a ferocious tiger, one of the best warriors in the Kingdom, and the head of one of the four great marquis houses. The sight of him deeply bowing his head is making a stir through the hall.

Everything must be because of that disrespectful theater play.

Because of that play, the true liberator who saved the Capital without shedding a single drop of blood, the true hero that protected the Frontier all by himself, and led him comrades to suppress overflowing dungeons, became known as a laughable boastful stupid coward and a clown, without anyone learning of his true achievements. To mock the benefactor of the Kingdom and all of the Kingdom’s subjects in such a fashion is way over the line.

Hearing about this I immediately went to see it with my own eyes. Although I managed to restrain myself since I was surrounded by the jubilant citizens, overjoyed over the finally arrived peace, but the urge to behead the entire troupe involved in this outrageously rude play and then yell out the truth made me so angry, that simply suppressing it made me dizzy.

It was that awful. There is no way it could be allowed to insult and ridicule the person that saved the Kingdom, in such a fashion. Even now, merely thinking back on how great of a miracle he brought to the Kingdom and the Frontier, despite being completely unrelated to all of this, makes me want to hang the entire troupe and display them at the castle gates.

The actor (clown) in a black wig and black cloak was acting with an arrogant swagger, giving out orders to the maidens, while he sat doing nothing in the safe rear. Once enemies appeared in the castle he would run tumbling on the stage in the most ridiculously comical manner while screaming hysterically, while the audience would laugh and jeer, pointing fingers and throwing insults at him. At our savior. At the protector of our Kingdom. They would point fingers at the person who fought to protect the lives of every single citizen of the Capital who was present there and laugh at him. Is there anything more vexing than that? What possibly could be more wretched and enraging?

Enduring it for a maddeningly long time and seeing the play to its end, I then went backstage, after confirming that all of the audience had left the scene. Screw my position as the Second Division Commander, I might as well murder them all, and at least have them apologize with their lives, is what I thought as I stormed in with a yell into the dressing room, and that’s where I encountered the scriptwriter for the play. And the permit for the performance they held in their hand was the one issued by me.

Which is only natural, since I was the one who gave it to them in person.

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Wait upon him, making sure not to leave his side, that’s our objective.

Everyone in the Capital is hailing the Princess, Meriel-sama, and us, as heroes.

And everyone is making fun of the black-haired strategist. Apparently, at the theater, the audience would boo the moment he appeared, and once his life is in danger, they would erupt in cheers, and throw insults while he is running around. Unforgivable.

Words are meaningless here, everyone sees us as powerless servants or attendants, obedient to his command.

That’s why we asked the Princess and Meriel-sama to cooperate as well. We won’t allow any insults, mocking, or banter, to reach Haruka-kun. We also won’t allow any false accusations or meddling either.

If that’s what they want to think then we are fine with being followers or servants, in such a case, what’s the problem for us to be protecting our master?

That is our very desire that we are powerless to make true.

This Master-san doesn’t give orders to anyone, be it servants, attendants, classmates, comrades, friends, even if they are under his Taming, and goes to do the most dangerous stuff by himself.

He probably wouldn’t care no matter how they boo, mock, or insult him.

He probably protected everything that he wanted and doesn’t care about the rest.

But we cannot permit such a thing.

He kept going from one dangerous gamble to another, constantly betting his life, so why does he have to be ridiculed and laughed at by people that he worked so hard to save? How can they do such a cruel thing?

I’m sure the nobles have seen the play as well. That’s why we are going to protect. We won’t allow them to approach or mock him. There is no way we’d allow some nobles, who didn’t move a finger to protect the people, to mock Haruka-kun, who protected everything.

So today there is no playing around. Our feelings are decided. We don’t care about being seen as servants, rather, we’d like to become his shield. It doesn’t matter if we get Tamed or become his slaves if it means that we can protect him.

After all, our lives, our happiness, our joy, our delight, all of it was given to us by Haruka-kun. If we are seen as servants, then poor manners of servants would bring shame to the master, that’s why today we are going to be the shield and the sword for Haruka-kun (master). If he was attacked by swords or spears then it wouldn’t be an issue, even poison is not a big deal, but when it comes to scorn or disdain, not only does he have no means to protect himself, he lacks even the desire to do so. That’s why we are absolutely not allowing anyone through.

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