86 – Guardian (5)
At the attacked location, the Baron conducted a large-scale investigation.
An elaborate search was conducted to find the location of the attack, accompanied by not only Sirien but also the priests of order.
Research you’ve probably wanted to do. As expected, there was no significant harvest.
No trace of magical power could be found, and it ended with simply cleaning up the rotting corpses of monsters.
This probably means that the Marquis of Eloran did not act so foolishly.
However, it was not something that was suffered unilaterally.
Anyway, this is Ethelmarion, the heart of the empire.
It could not be proven that the Baron was attacked by a demon, but there was no need to prove that there were casualties from the demon attack.
Ethelmarion’s royal guard had identified the corpses of the monsters and was scouring the nearby area on our behalf.
And Russell came to see me.
I had no idea where I had been, but there was a faint smell of blood.
The fishy smell unique to blood was a little stronger.
It didn’t seem like he had killed someone directly, but it seemed like there was old blood on it.
I’m not sure.
“Lord Rajen? Do you mind for a moment? “I have something to tell you.”
“Yes. “Do you need a quiet place?”
“It’s a bit like that in places with a lot of people.”
I moved for a while and chose a quiet room.
Russell said that even the moment she entered the room, she thoroughly looked around and even after she entered, she did not raise her voice loudly.
He spoke with a dark expression.
“Do you remember the dwarf friend you met last time? “A friend who talks loudly.”
“Yeah, well. “It’s not something that’s been happening for a long time.”
“After hearing the story of the two people, I went back and visited them. “In any case, we were attacked at the place that our friend told us about.”
I remembered the bar I went to with Russell not long ago.
A dwarf who poured out harsh words to Russell. Even as she poured out all kinds of curses, her eyes were full of worry.
The relationship between the two seemed quite close. For Russell, it was like losing her friend.
Anyway, being attacked at the agreed upon location meant one of two things.
Either the dwarf betrayed Russell, or the dwarf also fell into a trap.
No matter how much I thought about it, my mind was leaning toward the latter, and Russell seemed to be the same way.
“The branch was thoroughly ‘cleaned.’ The friend was dead with his tongue sticking out. “I don’t know if anyone survived, but they’re probably not on our side.”
“Are you sticking out your tongue?”
“Ah, the rule of silence. This method is mainly used to punish informers. Normally, the tongue is cut off, but if the crime is serious, a cut is made in the neck and the tongue is pulled out. “It’s not a very nice sight.”
Ah, I’ve heard of it before. I think it appeared once or twice in the original.
It was a description that seemed to be a mixture of the methods of the Sicilian mafia and the methods of South American gangs.
It was a scene where Dercian got angry, saying it was an insult to the dead.
His boiling anger. Or he continued his words while swallowing his sadness.
“But that friend was not lacking in skills. I’m not a friend who can’t do anything and stay helpless. “It seemed like he was unable to properly resist the attack, but he seemed to have even considered his own death.”
Now that I think about it, the dwarf didn’t even ask our names.
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It is rare for someone to be able to withstand torture for a long time.
The dwarf probably did not overestimate his mental abilities, and the best way to prevent information from leaking is ‘not knowing.’
Even after the story was over, he told me not to come out with him and to stay for at least 30 minutes.
This may be because meeting oneself should not be seen as a goal in itself.
Russell handed me a wad of paper.
“I found it in a place that no one would know about. This is my friend’s last keepsake. Please accept it.”
“Do you want revenge?”
“Yes. We are friends who have been together for over 20 years. “I couldn’t protect our friendship, so I’m willing to pay for it in blood.”
I received a gift from Russell.
* * *
The Marquis of Eloran’s castle was famous for being the largest and most splendid in the North.
The obvious leader of the North. Although the Marquis of Eloran’s castle was not comparable to that of Ilencia in the west or Harmenia in the south, it was at least as good as the size and splendor of this castle.
Is there only one castle that is not left behind?
Since the history of the empire began, the Marquis of Eloran has worked tirelessly to catch up with the pillars of the empire.
For some reason, the previous Marquis did not show much enthusiasm, but at least this generation was different.
The Marquis evaluated himself as a person with both ability and talent.
Opportunities are seized by those who are prepared, and great achievements are achieved by those who are ambitious.
Unlike his father, he had ambitions, so he also had a duty to bring glory to his family.
The highest point of Marquis Castle. A sweet woman’s voice was heard in a room decorated with gorgeous jewels.
“I have finished everything you said, my lord. “All the abominable traitors are dead.”
“I see. “You’ve worked hard, my love.”
“Oh my, bad hands. It’s still early at night. “You still have to treat me like a maid.”
“There’s no one here right now. Come here. “My arms are empty.”
“Ugh, if it’s the master’s name.”
The person in the Marquis’s arms was a woman with dark black hair.
Her white skin and her drooping eyes were filled with something that could be called lustful.
Routine vassals are his maids. He hated Lisia.
She is a woman of unknown origin. There is no way such a suspicious person can be left next to the head of the family.
That girl only wants to wrap the Marquis around the width of her skirt and swing it around. The Marquis must cast out that enchantress.
It was all a frame-up.
When he got rid of the old men who were crazy with jealousy, a solid road opened up in front of him.
“Ugh. Why is my master so angry today? “Aren’t you happy that I brought you good news?”
“Isn’t that Isquent thing still alive? They say they’re going all over the capital now, and I’m a little worried. It is said that investigators from the Pantheon will soon be heading to the northern front.”
The Marquis hated Baron Isquente.
An abominable hybrid. A clown who pretends to be a nobleman despite being born of lowly blood.
After that damn thing began to gain power, the North stopped having the Marquis of Eloran as its only leader.
What on earth is he lacking?
He was born with greater blood. He had an army in his hands that even Isquent could not dream of.
It was Eloran, not Isquente, that protected the North. This means that the northern garrison is just a hunting dog and not a guardian.
Nevertheless, the public sentiment in the North followed Baron Isquente first.
Even though such a long time had passed, Eloran could not stand side by side with Ilencia and Harmenia in the center.
The Marquis needed a powerful blow.
Eloran just didn’t need to step forward.
The guardian of the North is Eloran, and this is one room that will prove that its status is second to none compared to the two pillars.
“As expected, the master thinks a lot. But master, everything will be okay. “Wouldn’t it be okay to think about complicated thoughts tomorrow?”
“But…… “There is still political work remaining.”
“If you play with me a little, I will help you. “Isn’t it a waste for someone as great as the Marquis to waste his time just sitting at his desk?”
Lisia whispered quietly.
“Besides, you have to go to the capital tomorrow because of Count Eschik. About me. I would definitely be lonely if my master wasn’t here. Are you really not going to play?”
The Marquis hesitated. Is this really okay?
But soon, Lisia started licking his hand.
The soft meat offal left saliva on his hand.
“Come on, master. You have to look a little further away. Imagine, the whole world praising the names of you and the Marquess of Eloran. No, maybe he will make a big contribution and become a duke. So, are you going to be the future duke?”
The Marquis and Lisia’s eyes met.
He really liked Lisia’s eyes. Alluring wine-colored eyes. He seemed to be drawn to her heart whenever he met her eyes.
“Master, you are a pioneer. He didn’t kick me out because I was a demon. This person is so generous. “I’m sure the master will one day become a bridge that connects the two races and leave a lasting mark.”
The sticky and strange sound of water continued several times.
Blatant temptation. The Marquis was still young, and he was not one to hide his desires.
Before he knew it, his hand was lusting for Lisia.
“I’m so looking forward to that day. It is a day when all those who have not recognized the true value of the Master kneel down and praise the Master. “Isn’t that the case, Master?”
“Me too, me too… ….”
“I’m so glad you said that.”
Crackling.
Lisia laughed. The Marquis also laughed along.
The laughter between the man and woman soon became coquettish.
A scorching heat spread through the Marquis’ room.