Gladiator Life

“……I see, Old Man Thomas is dead?”

I was reading a letter from my sister, Marina Fautash, in a private room I had rented in the city of Alazamia.

The letter also mentioned that they are able to smoothly repay their debts with the money they sent, and that fortunately, because of the average harvest this year, no one died of starvation or was sold into slavery, and they had passed the winter without incident.

No matter how much life has improved, there is no way to prevent time from taking lives, and the family member who served my grandfather in the past, and the old man who loved me and my sister when we were young, have passed away. It seems so.

 

He had a funeral to go to, so she asked me to come home once.

Also, I would like to talk about the future once again.

 

I fold up the letter and put it on the desk.

I let out a big sigh.

 

The good news is that the debts are being repaid smoothly, and that my sister is managing the territory smoothly as the lord’s representative.

But I couldn’t return to Baron Fautash territory right now.

 

Even if it’s not as frequent as Swordsman, there are battles once a week, and I have to observe my opponents.

I would then decide whether to defeat him and say that he was not ready for intermediate level, or whether to defeat him and say that he was qualified for promotion to intermediate level.

Whether you are going to defeat or be defeated, it is important to know your opponent’s habits and moves.

If you are going to beat your opponent, you must be able to make him bleed profusely, but at the same time, you must be able to hunt his consciousness so that there will be no aftereffects.

If I was going to be defeated, it would be fine if it was a close fight or I could lose miserably, but either way, I needed to lose well so that I wouldn’t get seriously injured.

 

And it’s because I go to such lengths that even though I fight against lower-class gladiators, I receive a reward comparable to that of upper-middle-class gladiators.

That’s why I should never give up my job right now.

 

Besides, there’s no point in talking about what’s to come now.

The only “now” is that I am Baron Fautash.

Thanks to this status, I am able to earn enough money to repay my debts.

However, after paying off my debts, I couldn’t remain a member of the baron’s family forever since I had shown myself defeated many times in front of commoners.

It is essential for the future of Baron Fautash to have his sister Marina as guardian and his younger brother Corad Fautash as the head of the household, and to expel Luckel, the servant who has tarnished the family name, from the house.

 

For this reason, a year ago, I also ended my engagement to my fiancée, Clore, the third daughter of the Countess Schultra family.

I haven’t heard anything about how she is doing since the engagement was called off, but since it was after the Cold War and for the convenience of the family, it hasn’t been a stigma for Clore.

Perhaps she has found a new fiance and is already married by now.

I don’t want to say that I have no regrets because I have been engaged to her since we were …… Well, I can’t say that I don’t have any regrets since she’s been my fiancé since childhood and we had good personality chemistry, but I hope she is happy.

 

My sister, Marina, probably feels sorry for me, but the truth is, I wasn’t that pessimistic about my future.

Once you have paid off all your debts and have nothing left to carry, it wouldn’t be a bad idea to take on the arena as a gladiator once again.

I believe that with my ability, I can even reach the advanced level.

Of course, to win in the arena, you need more than just your ability, and you will probably die in the middle of the intermediate level, so there’s no way you can challenge it right now.

If you no longer have anything to carry, there is no need to hesitate.

 

It is also good to go outside of the arena.

You could wander around and hone your sword skills like the swordsmen you were taught in the past, or you could join the battlefields in the south as a mercenary.

You could wander around and hone your sword skills like the swordsmen you were taught in the past, or you could join the battlefields in the south as a mercenary.

So there is no need for her or Marina to be concerned about anything.

 

“I’ve said that many times.”

I groaned and closed my eyes.

…… Well, even if I tell you not to worry about it, I know it’s impossible.

If Marina and I had been in the opposite position, for example, had married my sister to a rich man and survived the crisis, no matter how many people told me that everything would be okay, I would never have felt better.

 

Ah, maybe I just put that burden on them, claiming that I was doing it for my brother, my sister, and my home.

But still, there was nothing I could do.

Even if I could go back to that time, I would make the same choices over and over again.

That’s why I have no choice but to do my best.

 

I open my eyes, take out a piece of paper and a pen, and head to my desk.

I will fight, fight, fight, win, lose, stand my ground so that I don’t get seriously injured or accidentally die, and pay off all my debts.

Even if my sister doesn’t approve, I keep saying that I’m fine and that I’m having more fun in the city than in the village.

That’s the only thing I can do.

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