272. The Predator
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“…Are you sure you want to go?”
“Yes, my lord.”
To Leonid’s hardened expression, Viscount Armin answered in a flat voice.
It’s been several months since this human was brought into the Duchy of Tristan, but I can’t help but feel a sense of regret as soon as I hear that he’s leaving.
Actually, the reason he had to hold the viscount here was not a big deal.
The purpose was to send a warning to that bastard named Dowd Campbell who hurt his own granddaughter who wouldn’t hurt even if he put it in his eyes, and at the same time ‘discipline’ him to know the subject appropriately.
Elnor’s will is so strong that the marriage story will eventually come out, but I thought that this person would be the closest to persuading Dowd Campbell to stop stealing like that.
However, while this human was here for several months, the intent was completely reversed.
On the contrary, there were quite a few cases where Leonid admired the quality of this person.
‘…If you look at the people alone, it’s a real country.’
Leonide licked his lips inwardly, recalling that thought.
He is a person I want to keep by my side.
I can’t understand why a guy with such a tough personality came out from under such a guy.
And he stopped, and you can tell very well from the sentence that follows that he’s not thinking that way.
“Are you leaving?!”
“…”
As soon as they saw a human entering through the door, Leonid and Armin’s expressions hardened at the same time.
Bella Myers, Elnor’s exclusive maid.
“…Bella. Why don’t you knock and come in?”
For her maid to enter the house of her head without even knocking, there is no such thing as too much of her language.
But Bella, who didn’t even pretend to listen to Leonid’s scolding, covered her mouth in shock.
“How could you not tell me anything…!”
“…Mr. Bella.”
Armin opened her mouth, draping a grin on her face.
If you think about what this human being has been stalking her for the past few months, she must be patient and have admirable self-control.
“You don’t have to be so heartbroken. I’ll definitely see you again in the future-“
“But you still haven’t answered my heart at all…!”
“…”
Leonid looked at Armin with eyes full of admiration.
Is that the correct sentence from Bella Myers, who circulated around Elnor with the momentum that even if he stabbed him, he wouldn’t bleed? Her breasts become magnificent.
Although the age difference is long, it was clear that being able to cause this phenomenon to a woman younger than me was a feat that almost deserves respect as a man of the same age…
“…Now that I think about it, it could be hereditary for him to flirt with women.”
“Yes?”
“Nothing.”
Armin, who tilted his head as if he had heard something strange, quickly cleared his throat and returned to the original topic.
“…I have to go to the imperial palace.”
At those words, Leonid and Bella’s expressions became serious as well.
“The situation is not serious, Viscount.”
Just looking at the sentence that leads to the heavy voice, it was enough.
“If you analyze it with the information flowing in, there is a high probability that it will be a pit of confusion, with no human being able to look after you. We will fall in the middle of a fierce battle where no one can but be swept away.”
Emperor, chancellor, head of the council of elders. If everyone is gathered in one place, it is safe to say that no human being has the power to protect someone in such a place.
In such a place, what could Viscount Campbell do without any combat skills or advanced mana management skills?
That’s what I meant, though.
“I know, my lord.”
The answer came out very clearly.
“But, doesn’t that mean I have to go further?”
“…Why?”
“You are saying that my son is in such a dangerous place.”
“…”
“I don’t know if I don’t know at all, but since I already know, I can’t help it.”
Leonid sighed and opened his mouth.
“What are you going to do, Viscount?”
“Aren’t you the parent?”
With a smile on his face, only those sentences fell out.
“You should protect that child.”
“…”
Still.
Despite such an ordinary subject, he was a man with a knack for admiring people.
Even in the part where you need to be firm like this, the will is stronger than ever.
In the first place, as soon as he heard that Dowd Campbell was in such a place, he was the one who said he had to go there too. He did think it would be like this.
I can see at a glance how such an insignificant-looking man was able to marry the professor of the Mage Tower.
“Well, it doesn’t have to be that big of a deal.”
“…”
“Will it work somehow?”
Well.
I don’t know, but I don’t know, but I think the son didn’t take it out a little bit like this.
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A heavy silence fell inside the meeting room.
It would be safe to say that the entire leadership of the empire had gathered.
Emperor of the Empire, Cecilia XI. That escort is the Sword Saint, Rad Barfon.
Prime Minister Sullivan, who is immediately counted as the second-in-command following him.
And Marquis Bogut, the head of the Council of Elders.
It is a composition that can be called an all-star or a dream team.
“…”
If you don’t understand.
The point is that a bastard like me is caught between these flashy faces.
[Actually, in terms of influence, aren’t you the strongest?]
‘Isn’t that too self-conscious?’
[It’s obvious that everyone only cares about you.]
‘…’
It is.
In fact, the Marquis Bogart smiled as soon as he confirmed that I was seated.
“Then, the protagonist also came. Let’s start.”
It is the same just by looking at these words.
It’s as if I’m the most important person in this position, so it’s like they’ve been waiting for me to come.
“…I have to admit that you have guts, Marquis.”
The Emperor sighed and opened his mouth.
It’s as bizarre as a person who has all available means blocked off and walks into enemy territory first.
“I say it straight-forward. What do you want?”
“Um.”
Marquis Bogart, scratching his cheek, shrugged his shoulders casually and opened his mouth.
“…Wouldn’t you like to draw?”
“…”
“…”
“No, what. Let’s just say that the Council of Elders didn’t intend to cause a civil war. Roughly, punish a few people by example and move on. Don’t change all the people who thought you were purging for no reason.”
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As soon as Marquis Bogart said such a thing, both the emperor and the chancellor looked at each other at a loss for words.
“…A dawd is enough for a madman.”
“…”
As I pretended not to hear what Prime Minister Sullivan muttered, His Majesty the Emperor opened his mouth with a hard expression.
“…Marquis Bogart. You can’t really say something like that, can you?”
It’s not that it’s not, but it’s too confident to see it as a request from a position driven to the edge of a cliff.
“Isn’t there another reason not to?”
“…I knew from before that it wasn’t normal, but I saw that he wasn’t a stupid person who couldn’t even tell the truth.”
The emperor sighed and accepted the words.
“Negotiation proceeds only when you can present something that we do not have.”
“Isn’t it?”
“…Are you kidding me, Marquis Bogart? If it’s all about punning, I’ll arrest you right away.”
“No, I think you are both mistaken. I’m not talking about negotiations, just suggestions. You are free to listen or not.”
It was an answer that flowed out with a yawn.
“Because the reason we gathered here in the first place was not to have a conversation while messing around with each other.”
“…What?”
In front of His Majesty the Emperor, who answered with an empty smile, the Marquis Bogut smiled and said.
“So, I said it earlier. The most important thing is not you, nor is it the half-regressor sitting over there.”
“…!”
While the Prime Minister’s expression hardened at the words the Marquis Bogart pointed at Sullivan, the Marquis’ gaze slowly returned to me.
“Dowd Campbell.”
“…”
“I brought you a present. Thank you.”
I glared at the winking Marquis while saying that.
Come to think of it, did you say that he strongly requested that you bring me to this place?
I think I’m going to talk about you, but I can’t see anything right now.
“…I don’t know what you mean, Marquis.”
As I was bringing out such an answer, someone burst open the door to the conference hall and came in.
“Mr. Dowd!”
“…Victoria?”
Looking at the face that ran into the conference room in a hurry, I blurted out those words.
He is gasping for breath with a flushed face. On the way back, he must have received a lot of restraint, and his clothes, which were always neat, are also a mess.
From the other side of the door, you can see guards with very flustered faces following them one after another.
It seems that I have overcome all of them and come this far.
But more than that.
The ‘anxiety’ hanging around his eyes is not normal.
The sentence he shouted as if he was vomiting blood must also be in that context.
“Avoid!”
I didn’t even have time to ask what the hell that meant.
Because there was a human being who suddenly woke up around him.
As if they sensed a ‘threat’ that others hadn’t noticed yet.
“Your Majesty, get down!”
The Sword Master spat out those words, and the next moment.
＜ System Message ＞
[ Encounter ‘Middle Boss: Predator’! ]
[ After that, we will go straight into the chapter boss fight! ]
At the same time as that message window came down.
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-…!!!!
The ceiling of the conference room was completely blown out.
And to the center.
Something in the shape of a ‘mass of flesh’ falls.
“…”
It’s a terrible look.
A disgusting figure that has lost its human form and is wrapped in loose skin that has melted away as if it had been released into toxic substances.
No matter who sees it, it doesn’t look like a human. No, even if you look in the natural history dictionary before you are human, you won’t be able to give a definition for this kind of creature.
But, even so.
I know who this guy is.
As soon as I see it, I instinctively recognize it.
“…Count Nicholas?”
The traces of that ‘fanaticism’ contained inside the eyeball with a piece of meat.
Because it was something I couldn’t recognize.
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Now its clear where bro got that ‘flirting genes’ from