231. Counterattack (1)
I checked again and again, wondering if I had misinterpreted it.
However, the same decipher text came out each time.
-Go to the capital and rescue me. And if you let me keep my dynasty, I’ll do anything, whether it’s annexed or puppet.
It was so shocking that I even had doubts.
Doubt that this is all deception.
As a result of confirmation through the intelligence service, it was true that the capital had been under siege for two months by warlords in solidarity with each other.
In the meantime, it is said that a coup d’état took place inside, and even the palace was taken away.
Isn’t this all a show concocted to lure the Imperial Army…?
“Emilia, haven’t you told me that the Secret Service has been taken over by me yet?”
“Yes… Not yet on the mainland.”
“Is there still an agreement to end the war?”
“Yes…”
My head was pounding.
In other words, the king of Trude Kingdom reached out his hand to the warring enemy country to suppress the rebellion without knowing that all of his intelligence resources had been transferred to me.
It was very suspicious because it was difficult to explain with rationality and reason.
However, considering the context, it was only concluded that this was not deception.
King Trude was sincerely begging me to lend a helping hand.
Even by selling the country.
“Ha·····································································.”
“It’s still too early to decide. It could be a trap.”
“The King Trude I know is not one to lay such clever traps.”
“·······.”
I had nothing to say.
Anyway, things were going to be pretty easy.
If you push forward like this, rescue the king, and set up a puppet government, you can turn the kingdom into a pro-empire power.
The problem was how to convince Arya of this strategy.
Because he had a history of being seduced by the deceit of the Trude Kingdom once, he should come out very carefully.
It seemed that in order to convince Arya, she would also have to disclose the fact that she took control of the Secret Service.
‘I hope you don’t get angry…’
The second-in-command who had swallowed the enemy’s spy agency whole and never said a word to the emperor…
Even if this was treated as plotting a rebellion, there was nothing to say.
Still, there was no other way.
I have no choice but to believe in Arya’s trust in me.
“One more thing.”
“What is it?”
At that time, Erwin pushed another letter in front of me.
Either say two from the beginning or why the time difference attack?
When I glared at him slightly, Erwin flinched and removed his hand in surprise.
“No, this is just… I brought it because it was in the mailbox…”
It was a letter from prison.
That was the news I had been waiting for.
***
A slum where the sand wind blows weakly.
Trier walked the streets with a cloth covering her nose and mouth.
Even if you cover the entire respiratory system like this, sand comes in to the point that your throat will soon sting. Maybe the people here don’t mind that at all, but the market was still active.
‘It’s not here…’
I suddenly thought that I was lost on the street, so I took out a piece of paper from her pocket and looked at it.
-Ishtar 3rd Avenue 144
It was a piece of paper with an address written on it.
‘You mean Master is here?’
Trie had a teacher who briefly taught her when she was young.
At that time, I just thought that I was very strong, but I had no idea what level I was in.
That’s because he didn’t say anything about what kind of knights he was in charge of, how high-ranking knights he was.
He always came with a filthy look, drank and chatted with his father, and taught Trier the sword as if showing condescension.
As time passed, he left the empire for some reason.
After looking back, I realized that the teacher’s skills were not at an average level.
Even then, his swordsmanship, which he felt was somehow unique, was the latest swordsmanship that later overpowered all the old swordsmanships and took its place confidently.
More than a decade ago, he was ahead of future swordsmanship trends.
Besides, it was very suspicious that he seemed quite close to his father.
He almost didn’t have any friends other than his mercenary teammates, but a father like that would be the one to drink with just the two of them.
From that point on, he was no ordinary person, but since his father had already passed away, it was impossible to ask who he was.
He asked anyone in the house, but he couldn’t figure it out.
But one day, while sorting out the letters sent and received by his father, he found a letter that he thought he had exchanged with his old teacher.
The sender column is empty, but I immediately noticed that it was him from the comfortable way of speaking, as if I were dealing with a brother.
The letter said that he was currently traveling around the continent and that if he wanted to meet later, he should send a letter to an address.
And that address was exactly what Trier was looking for.
“I think it’s about here.”
Entering the narrow alley, Tree looked around his body.
The roads here are such a mess that I think the old town of Jedo is much better.
After climbing the stairs and climbing the stairs, the tree came to a hillside village that even smelled musty.
I wondered if this was really the right place, but when I thought of the shabby attire of the teacher I saw at the time, it seemed like it would suit me, so I didn’t give up and looked for the address.
“Here.”
It has finally arrived.
A rotten wooden door at the far end of the alley.
There was obviously a plaque reading 144 hanging at an angle.
Trie swallowed and slammed the door.
Thump! Thud! Thud!
“·······.”
However, there was no sound coming from inside.
Is there anyone there?
If Triae is puzzled, knock hard on the door again-
Thump! Clumsy…!
“Huh?!”
The door split open and was cut in half.
Even though I was stomping my feet in embarrassment, Trier cautiously stepped inside, wondering if this was the same as opening the door.
How did you end up in the desert?
He could not go back empty-handed without any harvest.
“Hey! Is anyone there?”
There was an earthen house in the back, but one side had completely collapsed.
A derelict house that no one seems to live in at all.
I even thought that even if I were to live, it would not be the owner of this house, but a homeless person who came from somewhere.
With his body shrunk in a somewhat gloomy atmosphere, Trier went all the way into the earthen house and continued his search.
“Hey there…”
The door squeaks open, revealing a messy interior.
Similarly, it was a space where people didn’t seem to live.
Is there anyone there?
Trier sighed deeply, but he checked behind the door just in case.
“Huh?”
“·······?”
There, a man squatted with his hand over his mouth.
The tree I rubbed my eyes wondering if I saw it for a moment-
“Kyaaagh!”
“Huh?!”
The man screamed, and the same frightened him, he let out a scream.
“No what! Aren’t you the landlord? Why are you hiding here?”
“Someone broke the door with his hand and came in, so I’m hiding because I’m scared! Aren’t you a robber?”
“Oh no! I just knocked and accidentally…”
“Who accidentally splits a door!”
“·······.”
Only then did Treee realize that he broke down the door and trespassed, and closed his eyes tightly.
From the point of view of the landlord, it was a situation that could feel threatened.
But the master who taught me swordsmanship in the past can’t have such a timid mind.
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“I’m sorry. It looks like I misunderstood. I’ll send you the money to fix the door… Huh?”
“What?”
“Does it sound right?”
“What?”
Trie, who was about to leave with a sigh, hesitated.
Somehow the man’s face was familiar to me.
Isn’t it exactly like the master in my memory?
However, it’s hard to believe that 10 years have passed, both the face and body shape have remained the same.
“Master! That’s Trier! Gawain, daughter of Gawain von Schulzenburg!”
“Huh? Ehh? I don’t know what you mean?”
“Didn’t her father teach me swordsmanship a couple of times in the past at the request of her father? At that time, that little boy was me!”
“Uh huh… It looks like you’ve come to the wrong person. I’ve never been in a fight, let alone swordsmanship.”
I was doing an absurd lie.
Feeling frustrated, Trie immediately drew her sword and struck the man at the head.
Kagagak!
“What?! What are you doing!”
“Is this really the reaction of someone who has never been in a fight before?”
The man’s hand moved at an astonishing speed and grabbed the blade.
The blade of the longsword, which Trier struck with all his might, was blocked by an indifferent hand, as if grasping a branch.
It was not the reaction speed, strength, and physical strength of ordinary people.
It was either that he had trained his internal circuits for at least several decades, or that he was endowed with powers beyond that of a normal person.
“Master, please teach me.”
“Please get out of my house…”
“No, Master. I will not leave until I am told to teach you.”
“Oops! Please!”
Trier sat down on her knees right there.
For a long time, I didn’t pay attention to the man’s wails begging me to leave.
Tree had to be strong no matter what.
Because I had to become strong enough to outperform Schluse and protect him.
“Looking at you, you look strong enough… If you say you’re an enemy to the Empire, there are no monsters roaming around the Imperial Palace, right?”
“Yes.”
“So what’s the matter? It’s so strong.”
“I have to be stronger. More than those monsters. But no one stronger than me is willing to teach me.”
I have already visited the teachers I met before.
But their skills have long since surpassed Trier.
That said, monsters that surpassed humans, such as the head of the Imperial Guard or the Imperial First Sword, wouldn’t even try to meet Trier.
In the end, I had no choice but to place all my hopes on this man.
“You want to surpass those monsters? Do you know how terrifying you are talking about?”
“I know that.”
“Then you know how rigorous training those monsters went through?”
“Of course.”
“Answer me if you are confident that you will not break even after going through the same process.”
“Be confident-“
“Think about it. It’s not a question that can be answered so easily.”
“·······.”
Tree, who looked up and checked the man’s eyes, was convinced.
This man was real.
He still didn’t know what he was doing, but he was definitely a master.
“I am confident.”
“I’m going to go. Then come here.”
“Why?”
“The duke here hates me a little too much. If he gets caught, I’ll be caught by the cops right away. If you want to keep learning, don’t keep your mouth shut.”
“Oh, I see!”
Am I a wanted man?
As expected, I decided never to ask about the identity of the man.
It didn’t matter who he was or what crime he committed, as long as it made me stronger in the end.
***
“Excellent.”
I really couldn’t help but admire it.
I tried to grasp the structure while appreciating the spell unfolding before my eyes.
“It is a technique that detects changes in the inside of the brain through the reaction that occurs at the same time as drug is administered.”
It detects changes in the brain and reads the data in it.
If you repeat this infinitely, data gathers and becomes information, and information gathers and becomes memory.
This is not limited to conscious memories, but also applies to the unconscious, reading even the forgotten memories of the subject.
The Empire’s interrogation techniques had already reached the level of mind reading.
“Are you dead?”
“I’m not dead… But everyday life will be impossible now.”
I lowered my head and took a quick glance at Asylum’s action leader (what it was) before turning my eyes again.
I thought I had a strong stomach, but I couldn’t possibly watch it for a long time.
“I’ve extracted all the information in the brain, but it’s all fragmented, so it will take a while to put it all together. Just be patient and I’ll-“
“No. I don’t need it. I just put all the fragments together.”
“Yes? Your Excellency?”
After being fed like this, all I had to do was put the puzzle together.
There are a few pieces of the puzzle, but it wasn’t too difficult for me, who can instantly display stats of over 300 arithmetic power.
In an instant, all the memories of Asylum’s leader flooded into me.
The old memories he had been brainwashed into forgetting, and the doctrines of the Asylum that occupied his consciousness all entered into me.
As expected, the amount of information I knew was beyond my imagination because I was at the level of an action leader.
This guy knew a lot more valuable information than Relic, the executive.
“Huh…”
“Why is that, sir?”
“No.”
While I was quickly scanning my memories, I unknowingly let out a sigh.
I have obtained absurdly valuable information.
Information that could deal a fatal blow to Asylum.
‘Now is the counterattack.’
The days of being attacked without knowing English are over.
It was time to launch a counterattack in earnest.