The Son-In-Law Of A Prestigious Household Wants A Divorce-Chapter 72: Close Friend

“Huuu!”

Isaac exhaled deeply.

Amidst the intense action, he had the illusion that a unique energy was swirling around his body.

The two tachi he gripped in both hands stuck to his palms, refusing to fall, as he felt the peculiar, yet not repulsive sensation enveloping his entire body.

He wanted to savor the lingering sensation for a bit longer, but...

“Kuuugh!”

The ink-like aura emanating from the Sword Demon’s body began to intensify.

It thrashed about like a howling beast going mad, nearly causing Isaac to fall due to his drained body, but...

“Whoops.”

The Grandmaster had already approached and caught him, helping him up.

Even so, her gaze remained fixed on the Sword Demon, seemingly contemplating whether to cut his head off or just watch him die in agony.

However, she soon abandoned the idea.

“It’s about to burst out. If we cut him now, the condensed power will just explode.”

“Then...”

“We should run away for now. This one’s fate is sealed anyway.”

It was as she said.

Even the Sword Demon himself seemed to know he couldn’t avoid his death.

As he writhed in agony, he exerted all the strength in his arm to swing his sword one last time.

“The grudge and karma...of my brethren—!”

But at that moment, his whole body trembled.

He was unable to lift the odachi with his remaining hand, coughing up blood in the process.

“Let’s go.”

Isaac thought she’d just support him to run away, but the Grandmaster lifted his body up.

“D-Do we really have to go like this?!”

Isaac showed his rarely flustered reaction.

Thinking of how cute his reaction was, the Grandmaster chuckled and ran past the Sword Demon.

“Just tell the others to run away.”

“...Understood.”

Following Isaac’s shout, the knights hurriedly retreated. They either supported their wounded comrades or carried the bodies of the fallen as they exited the mansion.

Amidst this...

“My brethren—!”

A scream-like retch was heard from behind.

The ink-like aura enveloping the Sword Demon’s entire body exploded in all directions.

A fierce gale blew.

Perhaps because it was filled with people’s karma and grudges, the gale wasn’t a simple gale.

It contained an intense heat, rotting the skin of any creatures that it touched.

“Whoa?!”

Silverna, who was running beside them, was lifted into the air. Even the Grandmaster carrying Isaac eventually had her feet leave the ground.

“Hold on tight!”

“...!”

Isaac wrapped his arms around the Grandmaster’s neck.

Clinging to her body like that, he could feel his body being rolled in the air several times.

Compared to him, who didn’t know where they were, or which way was up or down, the Grandmaster managed to land safely.

Amidst the sprawled crowd, being the only one standing upright highlighted the Grandmaster’s majesty once again, but...

Unfortunately, as she was supporting Isaac with both hands, she didn’t notice her hood falling off.

“T-That’s—!”

At that moment, someone’s shout echoed.

It was probably one of the soldiers who was on standby outside the mansion.

“A Transcendent!”

“That’s the woman who fought Lord Arandel!”

“P-Prepare for battle!”

Despite the ink-like gale filled with sorcery, the dust, and the humans pointing fingers at her, the Grandmaster only stared at the mansion silently.

The half-destroyed Blackthorn mansion now had been reduced to mere ruins. Noticing the Sword Demon’s remains scattered after exploding from being unable to bear the karma, she clicked her tongue.

“For someone who claimed to be the Origin, he met a miserable end.”

Only his odachi, stuck in the ground, remained as his last pride.

As if it was a Demon Sword that had ultimately devoured its own master.

“Arrest her!”

“Surround her! Surround her now!”

After a brief moment of mourning for the Origin of swords, the Grandmaster returned to reality.

Her gaze swept through the soldiers surrounding her.

Then towards Isaac, who seemed to have fainted from the raging gale, even though he had been holding onto his consciousness until just now.

“Hmm, you still have much to learn.”

Looking down at him with a bitter smile, the Grandmaster slowly set Isaac down and...

“Relax.”

She raised both hands and shrugged.

“I surrender.”

*   *   *“Princess!”

After waking up, Isaac went to Clarisse’s tent despite Silverna’s attempts to stop him.

The princess, who had been talking with her guard, Heyrad, welcomed Isaac when he entered, rather than admonishing him for being rude.

“Isaac! You’re awake!”

Clarisse hurriedly approached him and started examining his body. She knew his injury wasn’t serious, but she still wanted to confirm with her own eyes just in case.

However, Isaac felt that wasn’t important right now.

“I heard you arrested the Grand— I mean, that woman.”

“...Yes, that’s right.”

Clarisse’s expression immediately darkened.

“As you’ve probably already heard, she was the core strength of this operation. She was very crucial in our effort to eradicate the Transcendent Race—!”

“I know. I’ve heard. I’ve already talked with her in fact. Without her, the subjugation of Blackthorn would have been impossible.”

They had nearly faced a complete reversal at the very end.

The chilling feeling still made Clarisse’s nape cold.

“But Isaac, from my position, this is something that I have to do.”

“...”

“At the end of the day, it was her who removed Arandel, our greatest strength, from the front lines.”

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He knew.

As the princess of a country, she naturally had to follow her logic instead of her emotion.

The fact that the woman looked like a Transcendent wasn’t something that could be ignored.

Isaac knew he was being irrational because he knew the Grandmaster well, but...

He couldn’t help it. That was the kind of existence the Grandmaster was for him.

“First, try to calm down. I’ve talked with her. She’s planning to go to Evergard with me. For a trial.”

“A trial...!”

With each word he heard, Isaac’s heart pounded violently, but Clarisse, on the contrary, was calm to the point that she seemed serene.

“I’ve heard her goals regarding this matter, and I’ve understood that she didn’t intentionally try to harm Arandel. She just wishes to hear something from you.”

“...”

“Also, in my eyes, she’s an extremely important reference for this war with the Transcendent Race.”

“Reference...?”

“Yes. A reference for studying the Transcendent Race.”

Princess Clarisse’s eyes shone sharply.

Seeing that her usual smugness and playfulness had disappeared, it showed how seriously she was taking the Grandmaster’s existence.

“Isaac, we still know too little about them. Where did they come from? How did they suddenly appear? How long have they existed? How could they possess that much strength?”

The princess always had an unending curiosity. That was why, despite her position, she always ran around the scenes in her socks, gathering information through her own experiences.

To her, the Transcendent Race was an extremely strange and mysterious existence, hence why she felt that she had to uncover the truth about them.

“They have their own swordsmanship, and instead of magic, they use this thing called sorcery. Not only that, they clearly have a separate operational force. This is evidence that they have a long history.”

That begs the question...

“Where did they come from?”

Isaac couldn’t answer Clarisse’s question.

This was the knowledge that even he failed to uncover in his previous life.

Back then, the kingdom fell to chaos quickly due to the Transcendent Race’s sudden attacks that came from all directions.

They just didn’t have the leniency to question the Transcendent Race’s origin.

In fact, it was only thanks to Cardias buying about a month of time at the Malidean Wall that they were able to organize their forces to fight in the war.

If the Malidean Wall had fallen quicker, they’d have perished without even being aware of the Transcendent Race’s existence.

But it was different this time.

They had the leniency to be curious about such things, and Clarisse could start satisfying that curiosity from the Grandmaster.

Before the chaos even began, she had the chance and the will to learn about their enemies.

“I’ve already told her, as long as she agrees to provide information about the Transcendent Race, not only will her crimes be reduced, but I’ll also give separate compensation.”

Isaac, who realized from these words alone that the trial was essentially just a façade, stepped back in relief. Clarisse then asked with a gentle smile.

“They said warriors become close when they cross swords. So that saying is true?”

“Well, I suppose you could say that.”

As Isaac answered awkwardly, Clarisse changed the subject again.

“In this subjugation, Isaac, your efforts helped us achieve our goal brilliantly.”

“I only stepped in briefly at the end.”

“Isn’t that the case for everyone except for Arandel?”

Clarisse slowly approached Isaac with a smile in her eyes.

“I heard from Silverna, the reason you know so well about the Transcendent Race is because the person who raised you when you were young was a mixed-blood.”

“...”

That was the lie he had told when they interrogated him in the North.

“From what I’ve heard, it seems your master and that woman are close friends. I’ve agreed to help find her fellow disciples.”

“Ah.”

“Well, in a way, it’s like we’re out to find your parents!”

Clarisse smiled with her hands on her hips, posing as if asking for praises, but Isaac just let out a bitter smile at her and nodded.

The strange misunderstanding is piling up.

Isaac stepped out of the tent.

Since Clarisse told him he could go see the Grandmaster if he wanted to, Isaac headed straight there.

The Grandmaster was already aboard the carriage. Due to the canopy, the place she was in was dark, so it wasn’t visible from the outside.

When he entered the place, he found the Grandmaster licking her lips.

“Are you alright?”

“Huh, you’re asking the question I should be asking you.”

The Grandmaster let out a bright smile.

“I’m fine.”

“Good, that’s a relief.”

After that, a moment of silence fell between the two.

The one who broke it first was Isaac.

“I heard you’re going to Evergard.”

“What a nice coincidence, isn’t it? We’re going to the same place..”

Since he had decided to go to Evergard with Silverna to train and check on Alois’s condition...

Naturally, he’d be traveling with the Grandmaster as well.

“Take good care of my belongings. It would be troublesome if they got scratched.”

Isaac nodded at the Grandmaster’s request to take care of the odachi she had entrusted to him.

He had something he wanted to say.

But, he didn’t know when was the right time to say it.

Just as Isaac was about to open his mouth after taking a deep breath.

“Isn’t it fortunate?”

But, before he could say anything, the Grandmaster took the initiative with a faint smile.

“The princess of the kingdom herself said she would help find my fellow disciples.”

“...”

“From what I hear, you don’t seem to know where your master is either.”

“...”

“Hahaha, isn’t that great? You should look forward to the reunion too.”

His mouth naturally was clenched shut.

No, he forced it to be that way.

Every word from the Grandmaster became a reason why he couldn’t open his mouth.

In the end, their talk didn’t last for long, and he left the carriage.

Her heart that refused to forget her fellow disciples and close friends...

...

Was just like his, who had just asked the princess to move Milly, who was buried in a nameless grave in Helmont to the public cemetery managed by the church in the capital.

I guess I’m not much different...

Seeing her desperate struggle, he just couldn’t bear himself to say anything.