SWNOVELS Chapter 29 (1)
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Maeve, who had been frozen in the moment, asked.
“You can’t do it?”
“Between us, there’s still a request pending.”
“So, you mean to cancel that request, Ian?”
Ian slightly lowered his head.
“I have never canceled a commission due to the client’s circumstances. As long as I’ve taken on a commission, it’s not for me to know.”
Looking directly at Maeve, he added.
“I regret what has happened. But exceptions cannot be made.”
“….”
Maeve’s divine power wavered.
Ian’s response was something she hadn’t expected.
Philip and Miguel were the same.
They were staring blankly, mouths agape, at Ian.
But Ian’s words weren’t over yet.
“Furthermore, up until now, I have never unilaterally terminated a contract or let a client who didn’t pay their fee go free. So, if the client wishes to terminate the contract…”
Ian adjusted his sword.
“You’ll have to fight me. Until one of us dies.”
“Such…”
“You shouldn’t find it too difficult, right? According to your words, you’ll have to kill numerous people. Adding one more won’t make a difference. Of course…”
Ian’s gaze passed over Maeve.
Torn armor. Shaking hands from fatigue.
“You could die as well.”contemporary romance
“….”
The divine power subsided quietly.
Anger and disappointment mixed in her eyes beyond the veil.
Ian met her gaze without averting his eyes.
“Y-You two, let’s calm down first-“
While Philip was stuttering, Miguel quickly intervened, blocking Philip’s mouth.
In the midst of Miguel hurriedly trying to hush Philip, Maeve clenched her sword, which was embedded in Vernon’s chest, in her hand.
The sword was pulled out slowly.
“I’ve already lost someone precious today.”
She looked at Ian again.
“I don’t want to lose another person.”
The divine power diminished.
Maeve retrieved her sword.
While Philip and Miguel, who had been tense, sighed with relief, collapsing from their strained postures.
Ian didn’t move an inch and asked.
“You won’t cancel?”
“Yes. Our contract is valid. But… my vengeance is also true.”
“I have no intention of stopping your revenge.”
Only now did Ian draw his sword and add.
“Whether you succeed or not.”
“Are you saying my approach is wrong? Or, does it mean I can’t do it alone?”
Ian didn’t bother explaining how abstract her approach was and what consequences she might face by choosing it.
He just shrugged his shoulders as usual.
“I’ll say both.”
That’s all he said.
Maeve, who had been frozen for a moment, finally let out a long breath.
With a creaking sound, her face veil went up.
Her face, marked with the sadness and fatigue of the tragedy here, was revealed.
“…If you help me with my revenge?”
“Then, the conversation will change, I suppose.”
Ian retrieved his sword.
Looking at the group one by one, he eventually turned his body around.
“Let’s go. This wretched place isn’t suitable for our discussion.”
Of course, there were things that needed to be sorted out before that.
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Ippotranslation
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Suddenly, it was midnight.
Miguel had built a bonfire in front of the entrance to the underground grave.
Ironically, since the dark mage disappeared, this place became the safest space to spend the night.
“Remarkable work, my friend.”
Miguel, who had laid dried meat next to the bonfire on a piece of wood, turned to Ian.
Ian, who was resting, only moved his mouth.
“What nonsense are you talking about?”
“You’ve prevented Sir.”
Looking into Miguel’s eyes from a distance, Ian’s voice was faint.
“What do you mean?”
“I mean you prevented her.”
From the corner of his eye, Miguel glanced at the two who were arranging Vernon’s body.
“I know Sir well enough to know that she wouldn’t go so far as to kill you, brother.”
“It’s not like that.”
“Unless you’re insane, in that deadly situation, you wouldn’t have really…?”
Ian spat out the words, his voice heavy.
Seeing Ian’s eyes, Miguel opened his mouth.
“… You were sincere. You can.”
“Exceptions are boundless once you start putting them in.”
He didn’t mean to kill her.
Ian swallowed his words back.
In fact, he intended to subdue Maeve even by blowing off an arm.
It wouldn’t stop her from becoming an avenger, though.
Because he didn’t want to see her go crazy and get killed like a dog.
In that sense, it was surprising to him that Maeve drew the sword first.
She must have felt the overflowing hatred and madness, and it wouldn’t have been easy to suppress it.
“What is it that has no limits?”
Then Philip sat down next to him.
Only then did Ian feel the condensation of magic behind his back.
When Miguel handed Ian the jerky, Maeve sat down on the other side of him.
The atmosphere became awkward for a moment.
While Philip and Miguel averted their gazes, busying themselves with dried meat, at that moment…
“Are you alright?”
Tl/n: Sorry about the lackluster translation. This ’s chapter is extremely long and I just recently started translating. The is mostly from a third party POV and that causes problems as the conversations take place in FP POV. I will try to improve in the future!
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Translator; ippo
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