There are four major noble families in the Prona Kingdom.
The Duke’s House of Oler of the South.
The Counts of Sentry in the East.
The Duke of Collins of the North.
House of Count Lopez of the West.
They have powerful authority like a king in their respective territories. Therefore, the deficit of the Oler family, Callion Oller, had no choice but to vomit the flagship.
“Why do the North and the West kneel?”
The great nobility is something that even the king can’t take care of.
It is strange that such people were on their knees, but did they respond to the summons?
The more the king’s authority decreases, the better it will be for them, so why are you trying to help the king?
‘Is it a plot to inflict debt on the clumsy queen?’
While Kalion speculated at will, Cloud reached out towards the rulers of the northern and western regions of Prona.
“It was close to a one-sided notice, but thank you for following me. You must have had a hard time building an army in a hurry. I will never forget the hard work of the two of you.”
“no. I just did my duty as a vassal.”
“So am I.”
When Duke Collins finished speaking, he took a round metal plaque from his bosom and placed it on Cloud’s palm.
A dragon pattern engraved on a metal plate.
The eyes of the nobles who recognized it trembled uncontrollably.
“Pe, the defeat of the Perdiak family..”
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One of the five dukes of the Empire, and one of the most famous families that produced the warrior, frillite.
They are nothing more than nobles of a single kingdom, and they are not even allowed to meet.
That is the Duke of Perdiak family.
Why is Cloud holding such a family hand, not Prylite?
Noticing the nobles’ questionable eyes, Cloud put the hand into his pocket and said.
“It’s not a clan’s clan, it’s a noble class. Of course, it was a gift.”
Who gave him a VIP plaque?
It wasn’t that hard to come up with.
There is only one person in the Perdiak family who could have had contact with him.
‘Prillite de Ferdiac…’
The faces of the nobles who recalled the name of the Red Ghost hardened. The risk of being her was not in the plan.
If I had known in advance that Cloud and Frilite were that close, I would never have stepped into this business.
Presumably, Frilite, the influence of her alone is stronger than that of Lorian and his family.
In other words, there are far more harm than good in confronting her.
The nobles chewed on their lips as they calculated the damage their family would inflict on this incident.
Cloud asked the mustache man.
“Is there anything more to say?”
“…Brave, there’s a misunderstanding-“
“I don’t see it.”
Cloud’s sword disappeared in an instant. A solid red line appeared on his neck with the mustache snapping his eyes once. The red line gradually became clearer.
“uh..”
Those were the last words of his life.
As Cloud pushed, the head and body separated and rolled on the floor. The head that had lost its head spouted blood, soaking the clothes of the nobles and knights around it.
Silence flows
No one in the inn was screaming or making a fuss. The nobles were looking at the corpse or Cloud with their faces turned white.
Meanwhile, Callion carefully opened his mouth.
“…the warrior. Isn’t that too much of a stretch to hit the neck of a nobleman who is not even a commoner so easily. Would you be able to back up?”
A word that sounds like a warning at first glance.
However, if you dig into it, you will find that it is nothing more than a humble beg for life.
We are nobles, so begging for our lives not to kill us.
Cloud answered, wiping the blood from his cheek.
“I don’t think killing one or two of these guys will blow my throat. The three won’t make any difference.”
“…”
Callion, who didn’t want to be the third, kept her mouth shut. So were the others. Cloud turned his attention away from the nobility.
“Duke Collins, Count Lopez. I’m sorry for asking you this right away, but please arrest them.”
He left those words and left the inn. As he was walking alone along the dimly lit side of the road, he took out the Perdiak family’s VIP plaque from his bosom.
‘I had no intention of using it for political purposes…’
If Frilite finds out, she’ll get mad.
No, I’m glad it ends with anger.
What if I cut it off because I’m disappointed?
Cloud looked at the VIP with dim eyes, then gave it strength and crushed it.
Lorian opened his eyes at a strange sensation as if something was wrapped around his body.
purple full moon.
Below it lies a vast plain, and above it, wither and dying grass spreads out.
Lorian blinked at the mysterious and bleak landscape.
“what…”
He bowed his head down. When I asked where the strange feeling came from, purple thorn vines wrapped around him.
If nothing else, this is familiar.
The witch of pharmaceuticals.
it’s her thorns
‘What is it, why am I tied to this, I’m sure…’
Startle.
Lorian trembled as he woke up and remembered what had happened. slowly. His face contorted viciously.
“The Witch of Constraints!”
If you see yourself tied up with thorns, you will surely be around. He shouted at the purple desolate landscape, but the witch did not appear.
Lorian shouted again in a slightly louder voice.
“Where is the witch of pharmaceuticals! Show yourself right now!!”
-Noisy.
The voice of the witch of pharmaceuticals pierced his mind. It was a sharp voice, unlike the last time he was rude.
Lorian’s front.
Purple thorn vines rose from the ground and began to tangle with each other. A thorn vine twisted into a human form was transformed into a woman with white jade skin.
The woman’s pale purple eyes glared at Lorian with a stern look.
“You… you know what you’ve done to me and you’re yelling at me like that…”
“That’s what I want to say! I asked you to bind Cloud for 5 seconds. But you were released in less than three seconds. Why? Why did you break the contract? Because you broke the contract arbitrarily, I…”
Lorian bit his lip, unable to continue speaking in anger.
The day he was humiliated by Cloud, Lorian vowed revenge.
He promised to pay back dozens of times the humiliation he suffered.
I’m going to have to win the woman I love.
It took strength and power to catch both of those rabbits.
It is also very, very powerful.
So, Lorian returned to the kingdom and gathered the nobles together to create a strong political base. He persuaded his father, the king, to inherit the armor of the lion king, a national treasure, and increase his power.
When I thought I had developed enough strength, the opportunity came.
Lorian, who wanted to achieve his ambition as quickly as possible, seized the opportunity, and fell down.
What caused the plan to fail?
If you are determined and search for it, you may find a lot of it unexpectedly. But there’s no denying that one of them is that damn witch.
Lorian stared at the Witch of Medicine with hatred. The witch, who received those eyes, burst out laughing as if she was startled.
“Ha… haha… you really don’t know… you… what did you do to me…”
she clenched her fist
The tightness of the thorn vines surrounding Lorian grew stronger.
“Ouch…”
Lorian frowned in pain, but her expression didn’t change.
“It’s at least 1000 years old. 1000 years. The years I’ve been hiding in hiding so as not to be noticed by those guys! But everything went wrong because of you.”
“Wow… was it really that dangerous to hold on to a single hero for 5 seconds?”
“It’s just.. you’re just saying it right now, no no, i heard wrong
Aww-
The tightness of the thorns grew stronger. An ordinary person would have already been crushed, but a strong Lorian could withstand it.
“Great..!”
It hurt terribly though.
“Shut up. Because I don’t want to hear your voice.”
A thorn vine covered Lorian’s mouth. Then no sound came out of his mouth.
after a while.
Her eyes, full of passion, darkened.
The witch of pharmaceuticals said in a gloomy voice.
“I have to leave this place, everything I have built, and run away. From now on, I’ll be wandering for the rest of my life without a place to rest. Just for your one request. It’s not too miserable even if you think about it.”
“…”
Lorian didn’t answer. Because the thorn vines covered their mouths.
The witch also wanted an answer and didn’t say it. She continued stroking Lorian’s cheek.
“The good news is that my life is not the only miserable one. What you paid for… it must have been your destiny.”
“…!”
“Don’t look at me with those eyes. You will only get the same price as the contract. Yes, equal pay.”
The witch smiled and put her lips to his ear.
“Listen. Your future life will be full of sorrow and despair. You will lose your reputation, you will lose your reputation, you will lose your trust and your reputation. In the end, even that precious life will be lost. In the name of the witch of pharmaceuticals, Eriache, I will make a promise.”
The constraint witch, Eriache, met Lorian’s eyes.
“Your end will be very, very tragic.”
There was a deaf ear in the pale purple eyes.
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“Huh..!”
Lorian opened his eyes and reflexively got up. He turned his head and looked around. It is a narrow space with stone walls and dense iron windows.
“This place..”
“It’s a dungeon, hero.”
Marietta, a candidate for the saint who was imprisoned with other women in the iron cage across the street, answered his question.
Her face was full of dissatisfaction.
No, it’s not just her.
Her and other colleagues were in a similar mood. The moment Lorian felt it and was about to say something, something like a memory replayed in his head with a tingling headache.
-Listen… young… losing… losing… in the end… even-
But the memory was hazy like a mist.
A woman looked at him and said something, but she couldn’t even remember her words, let alone her appearance.
“Are you okay, brother?”
In the dungeon, only Laurenne raised her voice, worried about him.
Lorian didn’t answer.
I’m just trying to recall the vague memories.
However, no matter how hard I tried, the memory only gradually faded and did not become clear.
“Uh huh.. what?”
Eri asked with a trembling voice. I repeated what I had just said.
“It’s Callion. your brother As usual, I should be executed, but if you want, I’ll think of another method other than execution. What should I do?”
Wow he lost reputation thrice.
His wife is too fucking OP, in both political and pure strength, damn man even her voice had more weight than Lorain and his entire royal family of a fucking country