Vol. 9 Episode 24+
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I’ll give him time as a wandering knight.
In the end, it must be a gruesome death, so that he can enjoy his time to the fullest.
“Do not spare the food, do whatever he wants.”
That’s the only mercy you can give to a human who is about to be slaughtered.
Petus thought and said to the chief knight, Hamaye.
“I will do as the Lord commands… .”
When Hamaye bowed her head to answer.
“I don’t need that kind of time.”
A drowsy voice echoes in the room.
The response was immediate.
I don’t know when it was pulled out, with Hamaye’s sword.
Up to the two fireballs floating in Blandro Petus’ hands.
“… … That’s great.”
Blandro is a man standing in front of a closed curtain.
He said while looking at Lee Rowoon.
“How did you do it?”
I didn’t even feel a sign.
The room is clearly a closed room.
I don’t even know how he got in or how he hid himself.
There is such a thing.
“The crow… .”
Also called the Imperial Black Cloaks, they were specialists on infiltration, assassination, and intelligence gathering.
We only know that they exist, but we don’t know who they are or how they make them possible.
The title of Count was by no means a low title, but even Petus had a vague knowledge of crows.
“Unfortunately not.”
At Lee Rowoon’s answer, Petus frowned.
Hamaye was preparing to run away to strike Lee Rowoon in the head at any moment.
“Have you all heard?”
“If you want to cut my throat. What did you hear?”
There was a strange tension.
Petus and Hamaye are perfectly prepared for battle.
Unlike them, Lee Woon is standing leisurely.
But why.
It was like Petus, not beneficial.
Petus’ throat moved and he continued to swallow dry saliva.
‘What is it? This tension.’
It was Petus, who had lost a lot of his fears as he increased his strength.
But right now, at this moment, the suppressed instinct seemed to wake up and shout.
-Get away!
Something close to screaming.
-Don’t fight it!
It might be.
‘Is that what you say?’
There was a possibility that the guy inside Petus was talking about it.
Let’s move this foot.
“Do not move!”
Hamaye shouted hastily.
The foot is still taken.
Hamaye rushed to Yi Rowoon right away and wanted to hit that neck with the sword that had lit an Auror, but for some reason her feet didn’t move.
He moves freely as if this is his room.
I sat down on Petus’ chair.
Indeed, both Petus and Hamaye were mesmerized by the sight and almost vomited admiration.
Natural.
Natural feeling as if that place was not from Petus, but belonged to Rowoon from the beginning.
It was because the dignity and charisma felt within it was so overwhelming that it left me speechless.
Petus’ neck moved again.
‘This man is not just a wanderer.’
There’s something more.
The head that makes you want to bow down is proof of that.
I never thought of that.
‘It’s like seeing him.’
The appearance of reminiscent of someone.
Lee Rowoon leaned back on the chair and naturally put his arm on the handle.
“That’s what the crows do.”
“You are plotting treason.”
“Hey, bullshit!”
Hamaye shouted, but his voice was buried.
“Of course, this is not treason against the imperial family. Because it was close to impossible in the first place.”
Lee Rowoon spoke alone.
“So, Blandro Petus, who has lost all his relatives as well as his family, is punished for treason.”
“And I was going to take over the title of Petus in recognition of that achievement.”
The truth is spoken quietly.
There was no room for doubt that anything was a lie.
“Indeed!”
In the end, loyalty to his master triumphed over the microscopic fears that were holding him back.
The giant Aurablade erupted, and Hamaye tried to wield the sword without hesitation.
Petus’s order has been issued.
All of a sudden, the two fireballs that appeared in his hands had disappeared.
“Yes.”
Petus said with his hands hanging down.
“Lord!”
Hamaye shouted, but Petus continued.
‘Ah.’
Then, as if realizing something, Hamaye stepped back.
‘You think you won’t find it anyway.’
No matter how vicious a crow is, the opponent is a noble of the count.
Evidence of treason.
As long as they don’t find it, neither the crow nor the wanderer can punish Count Petus.
Earl Pettus knew this and said this.
-If there is any evidence, punish them as much as you like.
Anyway, the evidence is hard to find unless Count Petus reveals it.
And Hamaye also saw the Wandering Knight anew.
The author is not simply strong.
‘I’m looking for evidence.’
Petus was stimulated so that the evidence was deliberately leaked… .
“It is true that he plotted treason.”
“The Count!”
Contrary to Hamaye’s complicated thoughts, Petus is sincere.
I confessed to myself.
If you don’t kill that wanderer now, something irreversible will happen.
“So kill me and do what you want.”
Hamaye shut her mouth.
As a knight, you can’t complain about what your master is doing.
You are the master’s sword.
When he points to something, he cuts it off and tells him to protect it, he just protects it.
Because that was Hamaye’s chivalry.
Petus says.
“It sounds like you don’t want to say that to me right now.”
Last mercy to an animal before slaughter?
I don’t think so… .
It’s hard to read the emotions in that languid face.
But for some reason, Petus seemed unwilling to carry out the wandering knight’s original purpose.
If you are thinking of something else.
It should fit.
“Can you listen to me?”
When Petus did not receive an answer, Petus quietly nodded his head and continued.
“The Count of Petus did not roam the world very long, five hundred years or so.”
Like other pieces of Einheart, Count Petus has spent time closer to a realm than a realm.
The count changed through hereditary succession, and in it, the counts of Petus managed to manage their own land well.
There was nothing particularly lacking in the Count of Petus, and he did not suffer from hunger or famine.
I’d rather.
– Better than the past.
Some even said that it was better than those days under the empire.
Peaceful time.
But, as always, there was an end.
“Then the door opened.”
The door to the broken world has been opened again.
The door to the Earth.
And it meant several things.
The Count of Petus can no longer be the Kingdom of Petus.
Time to return to the Countess again.
But I was ready to accept it.
“I hoped, I hoped again.”
Please.
“May our ruler be a good man.”
The door opened like that.
The door is open.
The Count of Petus connected to the world again.
Fortunately, their door was opened within Einhart’s realm, and the European Association, which sensed that the door was opened, summoned members of the Empire and began an investigation.
Count Pettus, of course, once again swore allegiance to the emperor and was able to maintain his position.
Only once.
I saw the emperor then.
“The emotion I felt at that time was… .”
What I felt when I saw the Emperor.
“It’s just how I feel.”
It’s vague.
Just as I don’t know what Yi Ron was thinking, so was the emperor.
Maybe it’s a doll, I thought.
Still.
“It was hopeful.”
There was hope.
The Emperor will not interfere much with the Count of Petus.
It will be different from the past, but it will be at an acceptable level.
The momentum of Count Petus began to change.
It creeps out.
You can’t see it, but the circle engraved on Count Petus’ chest rotated and started to resonate.
It wasn’t out of animosity towards profit.
The feelings of Count Petus, and the circles assimilated with them, express those feelings.
A mana that fluctuates like a roar.
This meant one thing.
– anger.
An unbearable roar of anger was being expressed as the story progressed.
“The Emperor is not interested in us.”
He only cares about the entire empire.
“Others didn’t.”
Someone else.
“The Imperial Sword.”
If the crow was represented by the imperial black cloak, there were those who called it the imperial sword.
“The Emperor’s Sword.”
The power that is said to be the sword of the emperor and its master.
“Duke of Vladimir.”
This is Duke of Vladimir.
One of the Five Great Dukes of the Empire, more famous by another name.
The most famous name for him is, by the way.
“You are a slaughter duke.”
At last, Lee Rowoon’s mouth opened.
Then Petus bit his lips and nodded.
The blood running down his lips represents his anger and emotions.
“He was there.”
The duke’s visit.
No matter how high a nobleman of a count may occupy a high position in an empire, a duke is a human being from another world.
A count can be called a noble no matter what he does.
But what is a peacock?
-Like a king.
A being only under the emperor, boasting unparalleled power, and being able to defy the emperor’s orders at times.
That was the existence of a peacock.
“He came.”
Everything at that time is clear.
-You are Count Blandro Petus.
An arrogant, cheeky tone and expression.
And the appearance.
He looked too young to be a duke, and he looked too young to play.
But everything about him was real.
The title of duke.
-I’ve heard stories from a few people.
That power.
On that day, he visited the estate and in his hands was the supply and demand of the people of the counties, whom Count Petus loved and cherished.
As the name suggests, the Duke of Slaughter.
-You were very rude.
There was never a day when the blood on his hands dried up.
-Does it really feel like you have become a king when you are freed from the rule of the empire?
Blandro at that time had already set foot in the realm of the Sword Master.
It was also a time when he was developing his talents as a magic swordsman as a 4th circle wizard.
-People like you make the Emperor uncomfortable, no, it will be uncomfortable.
With those vague words.
-I mean.
He ordered.
-Kill it.
My body is shaking.
Then and now.
-Kill to prove your allegiance.
Amid the immense power that could not be resisted, Petus felt terribly despairing.
-If you can’t kill it… .
All the scenes at that time were clear, but the memories of this time were different.
All I could see was that smiling mouth.
-I’ll kill you. But, you’ll have to stay still.
Red blood.
-Otherwise, all life in Count Fetus would be a handful of sand.
The flesh that fell off.
“Ahhhhhhh!”
It’s so clear.