Yuri's instructions about leaving the royal capital were given swiftly.
Under the orders of this young lady, the entire mansion's servants and guards sprang into action, making preparations for tomorrow's journey.
Accompanying her on this trip would be Riezel and Marilyn, while Ain and Ian serve as her attendants. Additionally, a fully manned knightly order of one hundred would act as her bodyguard, escorting her back to the Frenzel territory.
It was only today that Riezel laid eyes on the Frenzel family's knightly order.
Nobles had the privilege of forming a knightly order, a fact Riezel was well aware of.
While they couldn't match the kingdom's knightly orders, which could number in the thousands, the higher the noble rank, the larger the knightly order under their command.
A baron had one hundred men.
A viscount had three hundred men.
A count had five hundred men.
A duke had one thousand men.
This was a privilege granted by the kingdom, giving nobles a certain degree of military authority.
Yuri was a marquis, and not just any marquis at that.
As a Chief Court Magician and a Strategic-Class Magician, she enjoyed several privileges. The kingdom allowed her to expand her knightly order by an additional one hundred, granting her a force of up to eight hundred knights.
Under her command, these eight hundred knights were divided into eight squads. One squad remained by her side as a bodyguard, while the remaining seven guarded the Frenzel territory, ensuring its safety.
In other words, wherever she went, she was accompanied by at least one hundred knights as bodyguards, showcasing both grandeur and considerable combat power.
These knights differed from the mansion's guards who patrolled, stood watch, and maintained order. They were genuine soldiers with powerful combat skills.
Ain and Ian were responsible for supervising and training these knights, so Riezel had not encountered them before today nor had he met anyone from the Frenzel family's knightly order.
Today marked the summoning of this knightly order back to the residence. They stood in formation around the mansion, awaiting the signal to depart, their appearance was neat.
Riezel took a rough estimate and observed the strength of this knightly order.
'Calculating with the lowest latent basic abilities, these knights are probably between Level 3 and Level 4...' Riezel thought to himself.
This was a hundred second-class adventurers!
Even considering Loki Familia, excluding the strength of executives, they were probably no match for this knightly order, right?
Furthermore, there were at least seven hundred of these knights left within the Frenzel territory.
Adding Sword Masters like Marilyn, Ain, and Ian, all equivalent to Level 5 adventurers with the lowest latent basic abilities, the Frenzel family's combat power was strong enough to leave Riezel speechless.
He might not lose to any one of these people, but facing so many alone would be troublesome. Not to mention, within the Frenzel family, there was also Yuri, a Strategic-Class Magician.
This was someone whose magic could burn down a city or a small country in a single strike akin to a nuclear weapon.
With such attack power, even Riveria, renowned as Orario's strongest mage, was far surpassed.
In other words, Yuri, as a Strategic-Class Magician, was definitely stronger than Level 6 Riveria by a significant margin.
At least, Riezel didn't believe that Riveria, even at Level 7, could unleash magic that could destroy a city or even a small country in a single strike.
Therefore, conservatively estimating, Yuri's attack power should surpass Level 7. With such attack power, if she successfully released her magic, Riezel would probably be dead even if he had ten lives.
Of course, the usage requirements for strategic-class magic were strict; it wasn't easy to release.
However, with eight hundred knights equivalent to second-class adventurers guarding, plus numerous Sword Master attendants, Riezel didn't have confidence in breaking through this defense before Yuri cast her strategic-class magic on him.
This showed how powerful her combat power was.
'Now that I think about it, a Strategic-Class Magician already has attack power surpassing Level 7. What about the power of a Sword Saint, hailed as invincible in combat?' Riezel couldn't help but wonder.
As far as he knew, there were three ways for a swordsman to achieve the title of Sword Saint.
First, acquire a Sword Master Medal, attain the status of Sword Master, challenge other Sword Masters, and upon consecutively defeating a thousand of them, one would receive a kingdom commendation, be awarded a Sword Saint Medal, and ascend to the rank of Sword Saint.
Second, acquire a Sword Master Medal, achieve the status of a Sword Master, challenge a Sword Saint, and upon defeating them, one would similarly receive a kingdom commendation, be awarded a Sword Saint Medal, and be recognized as a Sword Saint.
Third, gain worldwide recognition for possessing the strength of Sword Saint, obtain a recommendation from another Sword Saint, and if the royal family acknowledges and believes that one genuinely qualifies as a Sword Saint, one can be officially awarded the title of Sword Saint in a public ceremony.
Those were the three ways to become a Sword Saint, each requiring strength as proof. It was undoubtedly much more challenging than becoming a Tactical-Class or Strategic-Class Magician by being able to cast magic at the corresponding class.
The path to becoming a Sword Saint was a road paved with pure strength, and every Sword Saint was a genuine powerhouse.
In this way, the fame and popularity of a Sword Saint were unquestionable, even magicians who held themselves in high regard dared not underestimate such figures.
The status of a Sword Saint might be slightly less than a Strategic-Class Magician's, but it far surpassed that of a Tactical-Class Magician.
Calculating it all like this, Riezel started to form speculation.
'Sword Saint... Even the worst should be around Level 7, right?' Riezel could only estimate; he hadn't seen a Sword Saint in action, so he wasn't sure about the specific strength of characters at this level.
However, to be recognized as a Sword Saint, one had to defeat a thousand Sword Masters, and consecutively at that. If one were only a Level 6, who had a strength of just above Sword Masters, it would be an impossible feat.
Therefore, a Sword Saint should be able to match up against at least a Level 7 adventurer at the lowest, according to Riezel's speculation.
'It seems that whether it's a Sword Saint or a Strategic-Class Magician, I still have a long way to go, huh...' Riezel finally felt the pressure.
In this world, he was positioned as a Sword Master and a Tactical-Class Magician. While an average Sword Master might not be his opponent, he could only be considered an outstanding swordsman among them, falling short if compared to Sword Saint.
He was comparable to a Tactical-Class Magician in terms of magic, not lagging too far behind.
Such him could be called a powerhouse, but definitely not the top powerhouse in high-end combat power.
Unfortunately, he couldn't slack off and took it slow since he also had a seemingly mysterious organization targeting him. With an organization backed up by at least a country, even if they didn't have a Strategic-Class Magician, they probably had one or two Sword Saints.
'I need to work harder...'
Riezel was already considering finding an opportunity for his second dimensional travel.
On the day of his return, he had 23 units of dimensional energy left. The Dimensional Magic Cube absorbed one unit of energy per day. Now, around six days had passed, so he had gained a total of 30 units of energy, enough for a random dimensional travel.
'This world lacks dungeons, and there aren't many enemies to defeat. Even though practicing swordsmanship hasn't halted my growth, if I want to grow faster, I should go to other worlds.'
Even if he ended up in a peaceful world, he could use the different time ratio to train for a while in other worlds.
'Alright, I'll take some time off and then dive into another dimensional travel...' Riezel made a decision.
And so, as everyone in the Frenzel residence was busy preparing for the journey, the news quickly spread, reaching many who were interested in Yuri.
Among them were also some with malicious intentions.
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"What? She plans to return to her family territory?"
Archie, who was making hidden arrangements at home, quickly stood up upon hearing the news from his subordinate.
He was anxious.
'No, in a few days, father will choose his heir. If she isn't in the royal capital at that time, what am I going to do?'
Archie paced back and forth, unable to sit still, and in the end, left the house. He got into a carriage heading toward the Frenzel residence as quickly as possible.
However, apart from him, another person had an extreme reaction to Yuri's plan to leave the royal capital and return to her territory.
"Hurry! Issue the orders! Carry out the plan as scheduled!"
A somewhat frail-looking young man yelled at his steward, his face filled with urgency.
"Yes, Young Master."
In front of the young man, the steward hastily responded while bowing his head before hurrying downstairs.
The young man remained alone in the room, sitting on the sofa, murmuring absentmindedly.
"I won't give up... I won't give up... I won't give up..."
His voice faintly revealed a hint of distortion.
As for the other nobles and even the royal family, they silently monitored the situation without making any specific arrangements. Particularly, the royal family seemed to completely ignore Yuri's impending departure. When someone brought it up, they would change the topic.
No one knew that just last night, Yuri had visited the royal palace, met with the king, and talked for the entire night. As a result, today, all the princes and princesses were scolded by the king and confined within the palace.
Riezel was unaware of this, unaware that trouble was on his way, and unaware that he would soon be at the center of attention for the first time in this world.