【― Raina Astalin wanted to meet him and decide because he is related to her family’s safety.】

“…….”.

What if this report, written and delivered by my own hands, results in distorting the lives of Arthur and that woman?

But there is no way not to deliver it.

Kay did a dry wash.

Arthur was his superior, and he was a knight who followed orders.

It’s not a common occurrence.
The incident of a knight attempting suicide, leading to the mobilization of everyone from the Commander-in-Chief to the highest-ranking knights, was unprecedented.

However, Dylan Osborne was a noble, a high-ranking officer in the Julius conscription army until the mid-war period, and a knight who had made significant contributions recognized by all before withdrawing from the front lines due to torture trauma.

He led numerous bloody battles, earning the respect of soldiers who relied on him as their superior.

All frontline knights were aware of this.

Even after his fall, everyone respected him for enduring severe torture to protect the army and his comrades, but the mental shock that a high-minded knight who could not return to the front lines had suffered was significant, so his story was known for a very short time and then quietly buried under a gag order.

Nevertheless, his name remained in everyone’s hearts as a symbol of honor, responsibility, and a sense of guilt for what they couldn’t protect.

And the knights never forgot that Dylan Osborne had a share in their victories.

Therefore, it was not at all strange for the Commander-in-Chief and his subordinates to rush to Dylan Osborne’s mansion upon hearing the news.

“How is he?”

The Commander-in-Chief and the subordinate knights who rushed in overwhelming speed were answered by a junior knight who barely followed them, panting.

“Fortunately, there is no harm to his life. Uh, when we arrive, uh, we might be able to have a conversation, but, uh, I can’t be sure.”

Upon arriving at the mansion, they were guided to the reception room after a short wait.

However, despite their rapid arrival, the knights had to wait quite a long time without seeing Dylan.

Instead of guiding them to Dylan, the owner of the mansion made them sit quietly in the reception room, waiting.

Dylan’s house was a luxurious mansion with an ostentatious aura befitting a noble house.

It seemed to be a knightly family that valued dignity and seemed like a noble family.

The tastes of a proud house with a high-ranking host were evident, with decorated plate armor, weapons, and stuffed animals tastefully placed throughout the mansion.

Perhaps if Arthur had not been there, they would have been kept waiting outside the door long ago.

At first, the maidservant refused, saying, ‘He is not seeing anyone,’ but when she realized that the visitors were led by Commander Arthur, she became extremely flustered and said she would bring the master.

Rather than the reception from the Osborne family, the concern was more about Dylan’s condition.

A maid, at first, tried to turn them away, saying, ‘He doesn’t see anyone,’ but when she learned that the visitors were Commander Arthur and others, she became extremely flustered and said she would bring the master.

The commander-in-chief couldn’t turn away a knight who had come to inquire about his status and reluctantly let them in.

However, it seemed that they had no intention of showing Dylan.

How bad is his condition, exactly?

Although no one explicitly expressed it, the atmosphere became increasingly heavy.

Lucan, who had been enduring for a long time, finally blurted out, “Has this Dylan bastard been sulking at home all this time?”
Tristan restrained his profane remarks.

“Enough, Lucan.”

Can’t he stop as soon as he starts something?

He endured it to the extent of human patience.

Lucan, seemingly finding it difficult to contain his anger, spat out the words.

“Who is the considerate bastard managing to let a legless cripple eat poison?”

“Me.”

As the door to the reception room opened, an aged middle-aged butler, leaning on a cane, walked in.

Despite the discomfort in his legs, he walked with an unwavering, restrained gait.

Tapping the floor a few times with the cane, the gentleman approached them, observing proper etiquette.

“……. ”

After a moment of silence, the gentleman extended his hand to Arthur.

“Brandon Osborne. I am to become Dylan Osborne’s father. I served in the Orfell Knights fifteen years ago.”

Arthur calmly rose and shook hands with him.

“Brandon Osborne, a pleasure to meet you. I am Arthur Julius.”

Brandon Osborne shook the hand they clasped for a brief moment.

“I apologize for keeping you waiting for so long, Commander Arthur. I’ve heard much about your dignity and achievements.”

“Achievements shared with my lord.”

Although Arthur spoke calmly, Brandon Osborne’s face stiffened.

“My son has shown disgrace.”

Lucan interjected with a chilling voice.

“You haven’t shown him yet.”

It meant that they haven’t shown Dylan and were trying to hide something.

“Lucan.”

Tristan gently restrained him.

With narrowed eyes at the name called, Brandon Osborne looked at Lucan.

“…… You are Sir Lucan. I heard that Dylan has been in your debt several times. You’ve prevented his seizures multiple times. Thank you. You’ve done us a favor. Apologies for the trouble.”

Fortunately, Brandon Osborne seemed to overlook the rudeness of the common knight Lucan.

But Lucan, sticking his hand into his pocket, stared at Brandon Osborne.

“Yes. So now, could we meet my lord instead of my father?”

“Please return.”

What?

A chill settled in the Osborne family’s reception room.

“We’ll show you as much as possible, but you cannot meet my son, who hasn’t awakened.”

Lucan warned with a cutting tone, looking at Brandon Osborne coldly.

“What kind of rudeness is this? The person in front of you is Commander Arthur of the Imperial Army.”

However, with an unwavering attitude, Brandon Osborne cut him off.

“Please understand. Sir Arthur.”

Dylan Osborne had strived tirelessly to return to the battlefield after being rescued but never managed to walk again. He couldn’t overcome the heightened anxiety brought on by extreme torture trauma and was dropped from the front lines. Despite continuous support from his family, he never returned to the last front. His father, unable to comprehend that his son, who had not even lost his legs, couldn’t walk, considered him a coward and was embarrassed by him, treating him as a weakling.
And Lucan, who rescued him from there, along with all the other knights, knew it.

It was an unjust evaluation.

Dylan Osborne’s feats were in the preceding three years of battles, which were the most painful for them.

After that, Arthur and the knights began to establish numerous dazzling achievements…

However, the name of Dylan, who devoted himself to fierce battles, couldn’t rise among the glorious names of “Arthur’s knights.”

People remembered only the winners.

“I will survive.”

“I am a noble; it will be fine. Somehow, it will work out.”

“But not you.”

“Go!”

“Go and tell Commander Arthur!”

Though the junior knight, who had brought Arthur to the room, couldn’t go inside and had to stay outside, he gritted his teeth and swallowed his tears.