265. Fertilization (2)
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“Count Rebel-!”
That voice resounded proudly.
It was the voice from Dowd Campbell who had broken down the front door.
“I brought you a present-!”
Continued, someone’s body fell into the yard.
Amidst the murmurs and screams that were filling up the surroundings, a particularly loud sound was heard, and a man’s well-bound and ‘wrapped’ body fell off.
“…”
Count Rebel narrowed his eyes without saying a word.
One of the informants planted near him. I remember that he was very enthusiastic because he was one of Count Nicholas’ henchmen.
He thought it might be a bit dangerous, but he made a mistake and got caught- he said.
I can think of it.
Thoughts.
‘But, how?’
The Mage Tower’s ‘Camouflage Suit’, which has been airlifted with great effort, boasts truly overwhelming performance. It made me think that anyone would succeed in assassinating someone other than the emperor with the swordsman at all times.
Even if you made a small mistake, it would be unimaginable to be caught and tied up like that with the equipment provided.
In the meantime, the other person smiled and continued talking.
“They came to my private room to add one more hole to my body. He seems like a friend who doesn’t know much about manners.”
“I don’t know what idiot would be so scared to send me something like this. I just want to let you know that there is no option for something like this.”
“…I think you mentioned courtesy, Viscount Campbell. She is that way.”
Earl Rebel said so, barely suppressing his bubbling voice.
“I guess you don’t know how to be polite because you’re from a lowly bloodline?”
In fact, even now, I’m barely holding back the anger that has boiled to the limit.
However, my mind was running more calmly than ever before.
He gestured to his aide out of sight.
It meant preparing other ‘equipment’ in the mansion.
It is already a well-known fact that the Council of Elders is the biggest supporter of the Mage Tower, and that means that the ‘state-of-the-art equipment’ using such things is very well equipped in the mansion of Count Revel.
Perhaps even now, if he gave a signal, the equipment that could kill that man dozens of times would be started one after another.
‘…If you’ve been through this far, there’s no need to put up with it.’
It won’t be long before he and other members of the Presbyterian Council carry out the ‘death’.
Until then, through unnecessary actions, they tried not to give the other person an excuse to attack them, but there is no reason to put up with a guy who blatantly provokes them to this extent.
Although the excuse was provided by this side, the other person’s behavior now clearly crossed the line. There’s no reason to be patient any longer.
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“You will need some etiquette training, Viscount. Please don’t resent this side too much.”
“Uh.”
However, despite the calm voice of Earl Revel.
Only the still calm voice returned.
Beyond relaxing, if you don’t do that
“I’m really looking forward to that.”
“…”
Earl Revel forced himself to grind his teeth.
It’s a separate issue from instilling etiquette into that guy, and I don’t think I’ll be able to solve it unless I give him a blow with ‘words’.
“…After I’m done with you.”
That’s why I brought it out, although I myself think it’s rude and disrespectful. Nevertheless, it was a very ‘efficient’ sentence.
“I’m going to go to Princess Tristan later and ask her to take responsibility slowly. The one looking after you must be the emperor or that one.”
It must have been because of that anger.
What I didn’t notice was the subtle change in Dowd Campbell’s expression after hearing his words.
“I didn’t like that cursed killer family before. Especially the eldest daughter who always pretends to be lofty by herself.”
Earl Revel spat out those words with a sinister laugh.
Well. I really don’t intend to do that, but if the situation arises
Isn’t it a well-known fact that Princess Tristan is a b*tch? He was not one to reject the secondary pleasures of “Conquest.”
“I am really looking forward to it. It’s quite enjoyable entertainment to subdue you, who is arrogantly rampaging like now, and to show the ‘obedient’ Princess Tristan-“
After spitting out that sentence, Count Rebel also realized.
“If I had to tell you one thing.”
That his own words were much more ‘effective’ than he thought.
“I don’t like it when someone talks like that about people around me, Count.”
Still with a single smile.
Be polite.
That was the voice.
However, the underlying thing is.
Black.
A black color like thick, sticky soot.
You can feel your nerves rotting just by looking at them.
“…”
“…”
“…”
The humans around me suddenly said nothing.
To be exact, I couldn’t say anything.
‘-What.’
Into the frozen intestines in an instant.
Earl Rebel could barely think of such a thing.
Rumors are always exaggerated and twisted in strange directions.
At least, Earl Revel has believed that so far.
– Inside Elfante, there is a monster in human form.
When such rumors spread, you were the first to laugh at me.
What, people were so suppressed by their ‘presence’ that they couldn’t even move?
Warriors, knights, wizards, and other outstanding people who were there?
Don’t be ridiculous. Whether it was the emperor or the Duke of Tristan, how quickly did they spread such nonsense?
But.
For anyone who has seen ‘This’.
If you have experienced it yourself.
I have no choice but to understand.
Would this be the feeling of an ant standing in front of an elephant?
“First of all, I came to say hello, and thank you for your warm hospitality.”
Still, even while those sentences that seemed to mock were falling. No one opened their mouths.
Cutting-edge equipment and all, in the end, it is handled by people.
But, as long as you are a human being, what does it mean to not be afraid of the “Thing” In front of you?
Impossible. Never.
“Okay. Next time, I’ll be waiting for you to send a little more…’Hot stuff’.”
That was the last sentence Doud Campbell left before leaving his post.
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“…Strange.”
When I said that with a hint that something was going wrong in the world, Victoria, who was eating a piece of cake next to her, turned her head toward me.
“What is it?”
“Why did you go this far and not come to kill me…?”
I broke into someone else’s mansion at night, destroyed half of it, and returned home insulting the owner of the mansion.
Isn’t it time to officially send an arena or send a new assassin…?
“…”
She looked at me for a moment with Victoria’s crazed stare, then she let out a big sigh as she turned her attention back to the cake.
As if paying attention to these things is itself a loss.
“…”
It’s too much.
[Looks like that lady is getting used to it by now.]
‘No, do you know? Why are these guys really arguing and not responding?’
[…I should have done something about arguing.]
‘Yes?’
[If you start a fight, you shouldn’t be angry if you start a fight a little weakly. Isn’t it a problem because you’re so good at it?]
‘…’
[What are you complaining about while walking around with the feeling of ‘I will throw away the powder if you touch it’?]
‘…No, really?’
In the scenario, the civil war rebels were the ones who didn’t care about beheading the Emperor and causing a sea of blood to monopolize the political and military authority of the Empire.
But you’re so fed up with them that they gave you a little scare, so you’re giving up even fighting?
‘…Was I that scared?’
[You said you really didn’t know? Aren’t you cheating knowingly?]
‘I’ve definitely adjusted myself…’
I know how the devil’s power affects humans, but I didn’t even think about the fact that he didn’t even react when he was oppressed and quarreled with him.
As she thought of that, Victoria, who had completely cut a cake beside her, let out a sigh and heard her say a word.
“Actually, I know until the middle. It was clear to me that he was just trying to ‘make the other person angry’.”
Her body flinched at Victoria’s words.
Because there were words that I couldn’t hear in the middle.
“…That said until the middle, does that mean it wasn’t like that after that?”
“Starting with the mention of Princess Tristan.”
“…”
“From there, I can fully understand how you feel right now. It was so terrifying that it felt like committing suicide. You.”
“…”
Was that enough?
I also remember that my emotional ups and downs subsided in an instant, but I didn’t really feel how it would look to other people.
“Princess Tristan would be happy to know that she thinks of me that way. I hope you like it.”
“…Hey, Victoria.”
“What is it?”
“I don’t know if it’s because of my mood. Why do you look upset when you say that?”
“It’s because of my mood.”
“…”
“It’s because of my mood. Will you sting if I keep looking at you that way?”
Poking the cake with a fork, Victoria tossed out that sentence.
It’s as if he’ll make me do that if he doesn’t shut up.
“…And about what you asked for.”
As I kept my mouth shut, Victoria sighed and turned the subject to another side.
“First of all, good news for you. Military tensions are being observed everywhere. All sorts of commotion is going on around the Earldom of Revel.”
That’s right.
Waiting for the words to follow from Victoria’s mouth.
“Really? You’re finally going to do something to harm me-“
“No. It looks like the news that ‘might’ have harmed you has reached ‘the other side’.”
“…”
What?
“The military stronghold of the Presbyterian Church nearby is being destroyed one after another.”
“…”
“Common reports say… It’s caused by ‘a few women’.”
…What?
[Come to think of it, that’s how it is.]
‘Yes?’
[You did the same thing last time, but I always set it as the default value to do it by yourself no matter what I do. The idea that ‘someone else might intervene’ is really bad.]
‘Right…Isn’t it?’
[But you’re asking if you haven’t learned anything.]
Caliban smiled and continued.
[The girls around you value you as much as you value them.]
‘…Why did you suddenly say that?’
[By the way, it looks like you will fall into a ‘threat’ right now. How would you react?]
‘…’
Uh.
Oh.
Wait a minute.
Earl Rebel, it’s not a problem to quarrel with me.
Aren’t you going to die soon?
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