A King is Born on the Road

the seat tax on the merchant road…’

If you deviate from that road, you will find a real lawless zone.

She didn’t know what, where, or who she would face.

Furthermore, Hayer is stationed at the southern end, so it takes at least one armed knight to get there.
So she needed help.

Iris didn’t have much opportunity.
She planned a way to get to the south in time for Hayer’s departure from the garrison.

The guest who arrived today was going to play an important role.

A few hours later in the morning.

At the glance from the head nun, who came to her solitary cell, Iris wore a veil and followed.

In front of the door of the visiting room that she was led to, she saw a woman and dozens of guards.

Only then did Iris realize that she really had come back in time.
It’s her second time experiencing the exact same thing.

Now she knows very well who the guest is.
It was her mother, Celios Lepos.

Celios’s colourful clothes were exactly as she remembered them.

The fact that she wore clothes made out of bright red silk meant that she didn’t care if she stood out.
It also meant that she could mobilize enough troops to protect herself.

The collar was lined with white fur, which was tanned with advanced technology at a glance.

Celios, who sat in the visitor’s room, said, as Iris greeted her silently.

“Are you unable to speak?”

Iris experienced the same situation before turning back time after passing through the North Gate.

At that time, Celios didn’t like Iris, and even hated her.

Because even if she lived in a convent where everything was cut off, she had an immature expectation that any of her daughters would have an outstanding temperament.

Iris knew that her mother was a person who judged only by ‘necessary’ and ‘unnecessary.’ In any case, now that Iris needed help from her mother, she couldn’t let Celios classify her as an ‘unnecessary’ human being.

Iris answered calmly.

“Because you’ve come to a place of silence.”

Celios laughed at the unabashed answer.

“You do look like me.
Your father too, of course.
Your father has cherished me since I was very young.”

She didn’t even ask questions about her father, but Celios was telling a series of stories about how difficult it was to travel a long way.

Iris wondered if the convent’s taboo of keeping silent rather made people want to speak more.

Celios said.

“But since you’re my daughter, you know how to use a spear, right?”

She never cared about her turning nineteen, but now she asked this to take her for granted?

Iris was dumbfounded.

In her previous life, she answered that she couldn’t use it, but not now, having spent three months with the Knights of Tejas.

Iris answered.

“I know a little bit.”

The head nun, who accompanied her, said with surprised eyes.

“I’m sure you’ve never raised a weapon in a sacred space.”

“…….”

Celios frowned at the remark.

But Iris went on without much consideration.

“But I can do it.”

From Celios’s point of view, she was the first daughter she had seen in 19 years since she was sent away from the royal castle as soon as she gave birth.

Celios took it for granted to get Iris out for her own life, so she had no guilt at all.

The Celios whom Iris knew, that is to say, her mother, was the most royal-like person Iris ever knew, in both a good and bad way.

The personal achievement of Celios Lepos was felt only in her name, which will go down in history.
She knew how to send her love for her child or her lover, who became the father of Iris, behind her achievement.

“It’s too early to handle a spear.… You look weak.”

“I’m not healthy.”

“Even before I had you, the king gave me poison that I used for contraception.
It’s no wonder you’re not healthy.”

She understood.

Iris now understood why, despite being born in a cold place and being strong against the cold, she often got sick.

Celios said, scanning Iris’s face.

“You’re pretty, but is there any other quality that is as useless to royalty as beauty?”

Iris noticed Celios’s reaction now was different from the one she knew six years ago.

She was showing interest in her that didn’t exist back then.

afterword

testing the medium font size this chapter! might keep it for future chapters as well… we will see