Sevens: Brod and Maizel

(TL: 6/7 of the way there.)

Brod and Maizel

It was the memories of my grandfather the Seventh, and Maizel… the Eighth.

Son of grandma Zenoire, the Eighth Generation Head was extremely talented. Brod didn’t choose his father’s halberd, instead pursuing his own style with the gun. He said it came from his desire not to be compared with his own father, the Sixth.

In the Walt House closest to the one of my memory, Brod confronted Maizel and spoke.

『Guns are nice, Maizel. Just by pulling the trigger, you can hit enemies far away. And unlike the bow, these days, their output has also…』

As Brod told tales of the gun’s appeal, the young boy Maizel tilted his head.

『Is that really so? On top of the limited bullets you can carry, replenishing ammunition costs a lot of money. And it’s possible to block them with ease. Against soldiers is one thing, but I think the effect will be low against knights. If that’s the case, then even a crossbow would be better.』

『… Eh?』

Brod had bought the boy a nice gun, but after being told such a thing, it became impossible to hand over the present. Hiding it behind his back, he made a troubled face.

As Brod laughed with that troubled face, he gestured around with one hand.

『R-really? But right now, they’re sporting cool designs as well. You should carry at least one on…』

I’m sure this Maizel hadn’t even turned ten. Yet at that age, he seemed quite reliable. He was looking up at his father Brod.

『No, I’m fine. I’ve already chosen a weapon that suits me. I discussed it with my martial arts teacher, and decided to pick up the sabre. As I’m good at magic, my means for long-range attack are already flawless.』

I felt like covering my eyes, as I took a glance at the Seventh beside me. The Brod of memories dropped his shoulders.

『… I-I see. Then I’ll get you a nice sabre.』

『No, I’ve already put in a request for one to be made. It was a tad expensive, but mother told me that a little quality goes a long way.』

I looked at the Seventh. Unlike I’d ever seen him, with quite a hesitant look.

There, he covered his face with a hand as he spoke.

『Y-yeah. Truly talented. Maizel himself wasn’t trying to make fun of me or anything, I think. I hope. In all actuality, his courtesy was perfect. But personally, I’d like to have pampered him more, or rather, if he wasn’t so reliable… I thought about it a number of times.』

He had experienced a youth anguishing over whether he would be worthy to lead the house, Yet when he tried to make sure his son never had to go through such a thing, he was brilliantly shot down.

I looked at the young form of father.

“Come to think of it, that’s right. My father carries the blood of Septem.”

The Seventh sighed. But he could’ve at least been a bit cuter, or so there was no doubt he thought. He was so proficient, perhaps he put an unnecessarily greater pressure on the Seventh.

『I do understand it’s a problem of the rich. But even if I didn’t teach him, Maizel would learn well. His tutors would all sing praise of him. Though it seems he didn’t actually inherit any of Septem’s memory, apparently.』

My father was talented. I thought I understood that, but I couldn’t quite remember what sort of person he was.

And as the scenery changed, Brod was sitting on his bed, hanging his shoulders. His hands held the gun he had intended as a present.

Looking tiredly upon him was…

“Grandma Zenoire.”

… The Seventh’s wife, and the one who passed Septem’s blood into the Walt House. Wearing a red dress, she looked at Brod and sighed.

『What are you so down about? How pitiful, the Head of the Walt House.』

『Y-you may say it like that, but I’ve only just returned from Centralle. I was away from the territory a little too long this time around. So I thought I had made Maizel a little lonely, you see.』

He had prepared a present with that in mind, and yet for it to be denied… no, it looks like Maizel seriously didn’t want it. There’s no way Brod could’ve handed it over.

Grandma Zenoire spoke.

『You should’ve just handed it over first thing when you saw him. If you did, there’d be no need for you to be too mindful or anything. And it’s your fault for loitering around Centralle. It’s not as if Maizel hates you. He looks up to you strongly. You’re the advisor to his majesty for Pete’s sake.』

On the words, ‘his majesty,’ I felt a bit of annoyance from Zenoire’s voice. This and that had happened between her and Bahnseim Royalty, so I’m sure she had much to think over.

Brod lowered his shoulders further.

『I see. So he looks up to me? Then I’ve got to try harder.』

『Dear! Put an end to this nonsense already. Pledging loyalty to such a monarchy… if the Walt House had cooperated with my home, you’d have obtained an appropriate status by now.』

Looking up at Zenoire as she said such things, Brod spoke.

『… We hadn’t even met back then. And my hands are already full with my current status. If you’ll let me be honest, I think it’ll be fine if Maizel’s child or grandchild becomes a Marquis or Duke.』

While Brod usually carried himself boldly outside, it seems he was fatigued inside. Grandma Zenoire spoke.

『Have some more ambition! If you got serious, then even Bahnseim would be in the Walt House’s hands by now! And with that, by Maizel or his son’s generation, you could even get the continent together!』

Brod laughed.

『Zenoire, to be blunt… I’m completely uninterested in such a thing! As long as you’re by my side, that’s enough for me.』

He made a wonderful smile. As he proclaimed his lack of interest with such a smile, Grandma Zenoire began to cry out.

『It’s the dream of my house! So why did this… when it comes to the Walt House, you’re the strongest in Bahnseim, are you not!? Show some backbone! When I want to pull that vile fiend down from the throne, you went and became his damn advisor!!』

The Seventh touched a hand to his chin as he watched the scene. His expression was soft, and he looking nostalgically at Zenoire.

『If Zenoire was here, I’m sure she’d break into song and dance if you told her you were aiming to unify the continent. And wait, looking back, she’s still as cute as ever.』

The one shouting was a woman perfectly fit to the Walt House’s Precepts. Her appearance and form in order, she was definitely a beauty. But why are you calling her cute only after she starts shouting? If my harem members started crying out like that, I’m sure I’d have nothing on my mind besides how to flee the scene.

With all my might. With everything in my body, I’d run.

There, the Seventh’s smile turned a little sorrowful.

『No, if she were here, she’d have to witness you and Maizel fight, huh. I guess that’s no good after all.』

As I thought, he was mindful of my battle with my father. So I said to the Seventh.

“Seventh. No, grandpa…”

When I opened my eyes, it was dark in Porter’s loading tray.

I’m sure the mild cold I felt on my skin came from the windows Monica had opened to ventilate. It rapidly grew colder, and I could feel a cold air touch the other side of the blanket.

While sensing the heat robbed away from the inner side, I raised my torso to see Clara wrap the cooling blanket tighter around herself.

I thought it was quite cute.

“Oh, you’re already awake. Having stolen away my job of awakening a damn chicken, I will not permit that sleepy mug of yours. Now lie back down. I’ll sleep with you, and we can start the morning by surprising you awake!”

“What’s with that troublesome waking? I’d prefer something normal. Each and every one of you… learn a bit from the automatons at Damien’s place.”

There, Monica turned towards me, stroking her twin tails in succession, and striking a pose with her hand on her hip. It was so excessive that watching was irritating.

“You’ve been deceived. If you think those three are normal, you’re way off. Just as the other deteriorated models, just how nasty do you think they are? The only one who can serve you with such devotion is I, Monica alone.”

“That’s definitely wrong.”

I carried out such a pointless conversation with this morning’s Monica. Feeling some sleepy tears on my face, I wiped my eyes with my left hand.

“Tears when you haven’t even yawned?”

Hearing that, I nodded.

“That’s right… I’m yawning.”

… Before Maizel’s march, one of his men came up to him.

A message had arrived, and it seemed to contain some sort of important notice. Maizel called him close to hear out the report.

“What happened?”

His stance on horseback not changing, Maizel waited for the report without a shred of impatience.

“Yes! The unit that went out for recon discovered enemy forces near the border. Their numbers are seventy thousand. They outnumber us. They are already lying in wait, and the terrain will make it difficult to get the drop on them.”

Maizel nodded.

“So instead of inviting a siege, they came right out. Well, I’m sure that thing at least had the knowledge to be a feudal lord. But to challenge me to a field battle… driving him out was right after all.”

The one riding the horse beside Maizel was Beil. He was wearing his armor, with his helmet in his hands.

“Maizel-sama, do you intent to fight them upfront?”

Maizel’s expression didn’t change.

“If we cannot circle around, then the main force will proceed straight onwards. It will be easier than initiating a siege.”

But only the main force couldn’t circle around, and other small forces could take action. Or so the messenger knight informed him.

“Send the raid units around. The enemy may be on guard, but if they have any negligence, a surprise attack is possible. The Walt House vanguard can…”

“… Maizel-sama, could you leave that duty to me?”

The one who interrupted Maizel’s words was a baron. Beil showed some discomfort as he glared at the old man, 【Jared Forxuz】. The man with thick streaks of grey through his long hair and beard was the current head of the Forxuz House.

Maizel quieted Beil with a hand before he could make an outburst.

“That’s quite a rare sight, Jared-dono. As far as my memory goes, this is the first time you’ve said such a thing. Something on your mind?”

Unable to contain himself, Beil ignored Maizel’s quieting gestures, sticking his mouth in.

“Maizel-sama, that man’s daughter accompanies Lyle. He may have intentions to deceive us.”

Normally, Beil was the Walt House’s retainer. And Jared was a baron, a mid-tier feudal lord position that served under Bahnseim’s royalty. If one had to say whose standing was higher, that would be Jared. But Jared himself didn’t seem mindful of that.

This was one of the reasons they were called the Walt House’s dogs; Jared treated Maizel as his only lord. That would usually be considered a considerably disrespectful attitude towards the monarchy.

“That is precisely why. My daughter Novem’s talent in magic is a goddess-send, even within our line. I thought it best a person of the Forxuz House be the one to suppress her.”

There, Maizel looked straight ahead a while, opening up some time before he answered.

“… We do not know where Novem is. Not even whether she’s on the battlefield or not. We’ll send you based on whether she’s found or not.”


As Jared lowered his head and abided Maizel’s orders, Beil looked unsatisfied. To him, Maizel laughed a bit.

“Don’t be so angry. It’s a magic talent the Forxuz House recognizes. There’s no doubt it’s a threat. But in that case, it was a waste to make her that thing’s fiancée. Jared-dono, if you can take her alive, you’re free to do so. There’s no necessity to kill her.”

While Maizel was trying to be mindful in his own way, Jared refuted it.

“No, your tact is unnecessary. If we’re to fight my daughter… fight Novem, we cannot stand to hold back. I recommend fighting with the intent to have her dead.”

The surrounding knights looked a little surprised, but Maizel spoke as a representative of them.

“To such an extent? I’m surprised such a woman of talent chose to follow that thing. I hold responsibility for acknowledging their engagement. If she is discovered, I will report it to you, Jared-dono.”

Novem’s own father was considerably wary of her.

And the collision of two armies was drawing closer as they spoke.

About Yoraikun

A college student who really should be doing something more productive with his time. Also, he can read a bit of Japanese.
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36 Responses to Sevens: Brod and Maizel

  1. vince321 says:

    Thanks for the update xD


  2. diablo says:

    Thanks for the chapter !


  3. GM_Rusaku says:

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  4. seihaikun says:

    Yup. Forxuz House or should I say Novem bloodline… they are a bit crazy don’t you think?
    Especially Novem if I must said.

    Liked by 4 people

  5. SmokeyJoe says:

    I’m not really sure how I feel about Maizel.
    Thanks for the chapter.


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  7. thx for chapter , got double release ?????


  8. Reaper Phoenix says:

    Thanks 4 the chapter!

    Yup! It’s official, Seventh is a masochist.


  9. Selinus says:

    The dawn of the decisive battle finally draws near….


  10. goblinrou says:

    6/7 translated? Sure has been long.


  11. Emi says:

    Thanks for the chapter again Yorai-kun!
    It’s such a shame how all these talented people have been *wasted* the moment they became charmed by Celes.


    • DiegoDeveze says:

      Right? It sucks because it feels like in-fighting when, normally, you’d have a whole country fighting against a threat from another continent or plane, like ancient dragons, a superpower kingdom or something like that. Sevens is basically a story about the biggest coup d’etat in the continet.


  12. darkstrolm says:

    Thank you for the translation. All hail the Mighty and Exalted Yoraikun.

    But to cchallenge me to a field battle… driving him out was right after all.”

    cchallenge < challenge


  13. CJ Carlet says:

    Thanks for the update didn’t notice it because I’m currently making a sketch and redrawing for ascendance of the bookworm anyways I tried making Shannon sketch with a little haughty like pose or something:

    Liked by 1 person

  14. Thank you for the chapter.
    It is such a sad day for families to fight amongst themselves. Brod is departung soon I guess.

    Liked by 1 person

  15. ultragunner says:

    Wonder what the 7ths level 3 skill is?


  16. erikcheah says:

    Thanks for the translation!


  17. AlbinoBlackSheep says:

    I looked at the young form oy father.
    Before Maizel’s march, one of his men came on his
    >came to his side. or came to his tent?


  18. Kisama says:

    Two sh*ty dads …Thank for the chapter.


  19. Nanashi says:

    I’m unsure if anyone said that before but if we take what Maizel’s skill is supposed to be, then shouldn’t it be logical nay a contradiction that Celes was able to use her skill on him ? The dude is supposed to have a skill which can void all the skills isn’t he ? I can only see two possibilities for his skill to have not the expected effet: one the author did a mistake and didn’t notice this contradiction, two Celes’s skill is so powerful that Maizel’s skill doesn’t have a effect against hers.


    • Yoraikun says:

      Celes’ charm is not a Skill


      • Nanashi says:

        Fumu i forgot about that but it would explained why then. Thanks for the reminder.


        • Axel says:

          His skill however, would have prevented Celes from Stealing his sword skills, commanding ability, EXP, Mana and memories.

          But Celes chose LYLE anyway, because unlike her father, LYLE inherited Septems memories and was meant to become a Monster, but Celes Stole those due to a higher degree of skill and ability.


  20. Deal with it says:

    Of course Novem-tan the greatest nyan 😽


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  22. DiegoDeveze says:

    It stings my heart every time Maizel calls Lyle ”that thing”.
    I don’t want to see this fight. Man, fuck those whores Celes and Agrissa.

    I have conflicting feelings about Zenoire. On one hand, fuck her because she brought Septem’s blood to the Walt house (even though she didn’t do anything), but on the other hand, thanks to that, Lyle exists, so…

    Fuck Celes.


  23. berserknexus says:

    It’s really hard to like any of the Forxuzs. Novem was only good for building the harem. Other than that she’s quite unlikable and I hope there isn’t some “No, this feeling isnt mother love, this is love love” cliche.


    • Seanna2k says:

      That’s just you and your biased viewpoint based on Novem being all emotionally stable and neutral and the like. If you ask me, Novem is the best. I can understand why she’s so misunderstood though. After all, I’m more or less exactly the same.


      • berserknexus says:

        A manipulative inhuman monster who uses other people like chess pieces to achieve her grand delusions of what the world should be is not me being biased, it’s literally what she is doing.

        Dude. The last line. Are you seriously not baiting? I feel dumb for responding seriously to you. Maybe I should just keep replying with copypasta?

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        • derp says:

          Sorry to burst your bubble, but aren’t all human interactions based on manipulation in some form or fashion? Also, you really should take into consideration that if Novem didn’t have these “grand delusions” (at this point they don’t seem too grand or deluded considering how far it’s progressed) that Lyle would have died before making it 10+ miles away from his house. 8/

          However, the guy above always says weird things like that.


  24. derp says:

    It’s been established that Novem has inherited the memories strongest out of the entire Forxuz family. But, that inherently means that the memories are inherited to a lesser degree in all descendants… So, why the hell would any of them think that a Agrissa-possessed Celes is still a Walt? So things could come full circle by the a Walt vanquishing Agrissa AGAIN just so a Walt can rule the continent? Seems like LYLE could have done that just fine on his own.


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