I’ll Be The Warrior’s Mother

Content Warning: There is mention of a minor character’s suicide attempt

“I went to calm her down, she was screaming and crying about how her life was pointless and that she was just going to die… And just like that, weeks had gone by.”

“What was her fiancé’s name?”

“Ovell Mark.”

“Ovell Mark… All right. If I ever bump into him, I’ll kick him in the shin with all my might.”

“Go ahead. If he’s still alive by then, that is.”

Rosaline clenched her fist as if she was grabbing the neck of the man who went by Ovell Mark.

Then, Yelena suddenly spotted Aendydn. She waved and he approached the two women.

“You two being here at the same time is no coincidence, so I’ll introduce you guys. This is Aendydn Kayle, my childhood friend.”

Rosaline’s eyes shone, as if they were saying, “Oh my, this is the person who caught the bouquet earlier.”

“Pleasure to meet you. I’m Aendydn Kayle, the third son of Marquess Kayle,” Aendydn said sheepishly.

“You’re not going to introduce yourself as Marquess Kayle, Jr.?”

Aendydn turned to Yelena.

“…You’re telling me to say with my own mouth, ‘I’m my father’s heir?’ That’s so embarrassing.”

“You introduced yourself like that to my husband.”

“That was…”

That had merely been so that he would not look small next to someone with such a lofty title.

‘Though thinking about it now, it may have been a little unnecessary.’

Rosaline read Aendydn’s awkward expression, and then said, “Nice to meet you, Marquess Kayle, Jr. I’m Rosaline Max. I’ve been good friends with Yelena for several years.”

“We’ve met before at the debutante ball.”

“We did. Please call me Countess Max.”

“Ah, you’re a countess.”

“I didn’t know Yelena had such a handsome childhood friend.”

“You flatter me. I myself was surprised when I saw you, Countess. I’m sure plenty of people were sad when you got married.”

“Hoho.”

And thus, Aendydn and Rosaline finished introducing themselves the way that socialites do. Yelena stuck her tongue out at them. Aendydn pulled something out and handed it to Yelena.

“What’s this?”

“Congratulatory money,” is what Aendydn said, but what he had given her wasn’t currency, but a sheet of paper that was folded a couple of times.

“Merchant group or estate?”

Yelena was asking which one the deed was granting her rights to.

“Open it,” Aendydn replied.

Yelena compliantly unfolded the paper. It didn’t have a description of the merchant group or estate she was being granted rights to written on it.

“…A map?”

“It’s a relic map. This is super exclusive information, by the way,” Aendydn boasted, but Yelena made a sour face.

“I’m not interested in relics though…”

On top of that, she’d have to excavate it herself? She hadn’t even wanted to check out a relic that had already been excavated.

Just as Yelena was about to return the paper to Aendydn, the latter spoke.

“It’s the Holy Sword.”

“What?”

“It’s where the Holy Sword is buried.”

Yelena hesitated. Aendydn smirked.

“I told you this was super exclusive information.”

‘The Holy Sword?’

“I was thinking of selling it for a fortune, but… eh, I got to unintentionally attend a wedding, so I’m giving it to you. Not too bad for a wedding gift, don’t you think?”

Yelena studied the paper urgently, not paying attention to what Aendydn was saying.

‘…It’s close by.’

She could reach the location in a day by horse carriage.

Yelena stood frozen in place, scrutinizing the paper with a serious expression. Aendydn became wary, suspicious of her behavior.

“Yelena, have you always been so interested in the Holy…”

“It’s in the Morgana Countdom.”

“Huh?”

“I can just barge in and excavate their grounds?”

“Ah, well, you do need Count Morgana’s permission. But it doesn’t matter. Count Morgana has no intention of excavating the Holy Sword himself in the first place.”

“Are you sure?”

“I confirmed it myself. To put it nicely, he isn’t greedy. To be frank, he’s a coward.”

“Aendy.”

“Yeah?”

“Thanks.”

“…Sure, no problem,” Aendydn replied, puzzled, as if he hadn’t expected Yelena to react that way.

Yelena continued to study the paper intensely.

***

The next day, Yelena departed for the Morgana Countdom as soon as she had finished getting ready.

Delaying the excavation of the sword for any longer, while knowing exactly where it was, only made Yelena anxious and restless.

It wasn’t just anything, it was the Holy Sword. The very Holy Sword that played a crucial role in saving the world, the sword that would pierce through the heart of the Demon King.

‘I’m finding it so early on…’

Wait a minute. Yelena suddenly became suspicious as she rode the carriage.

‘Then that means the Holy Sword existed in the future that I had seen… Why had I been so helplessly defeated even with the Holy Sword?’

Yelena remembered what the old woman had said, which gave her her answer.