275. Reconciliation
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As soon as Viscount Armin Campbell arrived at the imperial palace, what surprised him the most was none of its grandeur, grandeur, and majesty.
Perhaps the familiar face I encountered as soon as I entered the portal played the biggest role.
“…What are you doing here?”
“That is what I would like to ask you…”
Duke Tristan and Viscount Campbell blinked and exchanged glances.
In terms of title, they are normal people who should never run into each other, but they had one thing in common: they knew a certain human together.
“…Are you here because of Daoud?”
“I do, but…”
Gideon approached Armin with a wry smile.
And before he could react, I grabbed him by the collar and pulled him away.
Fortunately, Armin did not act out of any kind of hostile emotion.
As Gideon yanked him aside, a huge stone pillar collapsed with a gurgling noise.
If Gideon hadn’t cleaned it up, he’d probably have been crushed.
“You’d better be a little nervous. As you can see, the situation here is not normal.”
“…!”
At those words, Armin suddenly came to his senses and looked around.
It’s not wrong, but if you wake up a little and look at the situation, you’ll soon notice that it’s strange.
Of course, it’s natural, but the imperial palace is always full of people.
There will be people with business, there will be guards, and there will be simple visitors. Either way, there is no reason why the floating population is always low.
However, the scenery of the imperial palace that can be seen around you right now.
It’s so dreary that you can’t even see a single ant, let alone a person.
It’s not all that people simply can’t be seen, it’s collapsed everywhere as if it had been hit by a bombing, incontinence is in place, and even the ceiling is quite saggy.
“What is this…?”
“Well, as always, it’s about your son.”
“…Do you mean Dawood?”
Armin asked in disbelief.
Of course, he already has the perception that seeing his son entangled with the Duke of Tristan or the Marquis of Tristan at the same time is not normal.
However, it is quite hard to believe even as a father that the entire imperial palace was evacuated and the most important building of the empire was destroyed in half because of him.
“This is already a battlefield. Fortunately, I can afford it now, so I can take care of you… But I’m going to be busy soon. You better find a place to hide quickly.”
“Duke, what are you doing here…?”
“…”
At Armin’s stupid question, Gideon smiled and wiped his lips.
“On standby.”
“Yes?”
“I am a ‘hidden card’. To face real monsters out there, not fake ones.”
“…Yes?”
Armin looked around in despair.
It’s a fake monster, it’s a real monster, and I can’t see anything around me right now.
I thought so.
“Why. Are you over there?”
With those words.
“An ugly fellow.”
Until terrifying looking ‘flesh’ pops out from all sides.
-…
-…
-…!!!!
A whole wall of the imperial palace collapsed.
Continued.
Flesh starts to come out from the broken ceiling and from the shallow cracks in the flooring.
As if someone keeps filling the inside of the balloon with air, the rapid inflating figure is truly hideous.
“Ooh, whoa!”
Behind Armin, who screamed and stepped backwards, Gideon grabbed the back of the back and leaped to the fleshless side.
Even as he floated upwards, a slightly bizarre feeling came to Armin’s head.
No way.
I don’t think that’s possible.
The appearance of those flesh right now, it’s like.
“The whole building, like trying to ‘devour’ it…”
“That must be the right impression.”
At the words that came out of my mouth without my knowledge, Gideon laughed and agreed.
“Isn’t that why your son dared me to evacuate the entire palace in advance?”
“…?”
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Armin looked back at Gideon with a blank expression.
Your son knew ‘in advance’ that a monster like that would appear and issued an evacuation order?
“It seems that you didn’t know that something like that would come out exactly, but you probably knew that something big enough to sweep the entire imperial palace would at least happen. So, isn’t it a plan in advance?”
“Do you mean Daud has plans for something like that?”
“As always.”
Gideon answered in an even voice, averting his gaze.
“Perhaps the girls from over there are of that kind. It can be arranged in advance.”
Armin, who followed Gideon’s gaze as he said that, sighed in vain.
On that side.
Two young girls who seemed to be the same age as Dawood were in a terrible situation.
At the sight of pushing the little girl who was running in the lead, and then the big girl who was following behind, getting hit and piercing her whole body instead of the attack that jumped out there, Armin covered his mouth in horror.
“…I see.”
Meanwhile, Gideon slowly stroked his chin and opened his mouth.
“It looks like a piece of flesh, but its strength is higher than that of rare metals, and it is fast enough to catch up to the speed of adults right below the chin… There is a reason why it struggles even if it is at the level of that man.”
“…Now, is it time to say that…?”
Armin opened his mouth in a voice full of energy.
“Isn’t the person dead!”
“Hmm?”
At that, Gideon tilted his head.
Compared to the sight, the reaction was so flat that Armin’s mouth was wide open in amazement, but the words that followed were even more absurd.
“…Ah, it seems that way.”
“Yes?”
“Well, wait and see.”
Gideon smiled and accepted the words.
“I am not a man who would let an important person die so easily.”
“What is that-“
“The thing to worry about is the other side, not the side that was attacked.”
Having said that, Gideon went to Victoria, who was staring blankly at the attacked Seras with her eyes wide open.
“…Please don’t be too surprised.”
Undoubtedly, it was a voice full of sympathy.
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The scene in front of me was terribly unrealistic.
Victoria’s lips quivered as she saw her sister pierce her body and spurt blood.
“…Ah, ah…”
Without any meaning, words fell helplessly between her mouth.
What should I say?
What should I do?
As those empty questions echoed endlessly in her head, a single drop of blood dripped from Seras’ body and dripped onto her forehead.
“…!”
Victoria, completely bluish in her eyes, hurriedly shut herself up, as if trying to suppress her vomit.
Chills all over her body. I hear tinnitus in my ears.
But more than that, the whitish field of vision flickers around and flickers madly in front of her eyes.
I remember.
The corpses of her family that she saw when she was a child. It clung to the back of her vision and pounded in her head.
“…It’s okay.”
But.
Even in such a state, Victoria’s body stiffened at Seras’s painful words.
“I am fine.”
“Uh, sister…”
I’ve never called it like that before, but it came out without my knowledge.
“Are you okay?”
“Oh, no, don’t talk. Blood, blood…”
Victoria ran her hand over Seras’ body as she trembled.
There is no choice. As an assassin with her knowledge of the human body, she knows very well the level of injuries she has suffered.
I have already crossed the river of no return. It’s a miracle that he’s still breathing right now.
“I’m sorry.”
At the sentence that fell on Victoria, who was making such a diagnosis, her body trembled as if it were going through electricity.
I’m sorry, what?
“Oh, no…”
Victoria fumbled through her teary eyes, and she heard the words.
She didn’t want to hear that.
Just.
I was just complaining a little bit.
Just.
As for killing my sister, I absolutely had no intention of doing that.
I just want her to look at herself a little more. Come on.
She purposely set up her thorns, and she just harassed her with nonsensical actions.
To her, Seras continued.
“…Then. On the day the village was attacked. I should have stayed by your side.”
“…”
“Continue, did you wait?”
“…”
“Sorry-“
In the middle of Seras’s sentence, a thick clot of blood, apparently from his esophagus, fell to the floor.
But beyond that.
“I said I would definitely come back.”
“…”
With that said.
Beyond memory.
It reminds me of an old scene covered in dust.
The memory of a shocked child is not very complete.
And a memory that could fill that gap just came from Seras’ face.
-Hiding here. I’ll definitely be back!
Because it was the same expression I had at that time.
On that day, it was her sister who hid herself in her lair.
-Here it is! This way, imperial bastards!
It was her sister who sacrificed herself in order to drop the ‘hunting bird’ from the empire on herself.
At that time, he did not abandon himself.
I just sacrificed myself to the end to protect myself.
Victoria’s voice began to tremble.
“Don’t die…”
The overflowing tears flowed from the corners of my eyes.
There was no way to suppress it.
“Uh, sister, don’t leave me, leave me…”
“…Sorry. I’m sorry. All, never again, I won’t pamper you, oh, I won’t…”
Victoria, who spoke in her trembling voice, lowered her head.
Regret, remorse, lamentation.
And despair.
Things like that.
She was swallowing her from the bottom of her.
‘Please…’
I pray like weeping.
‘Please-‘
Because anyone is fine.
Help me.
With a messy, jumbled head.
I only think of those thoughts, blankly.
“-So.”
And, obviously.
There is bound to be one person in the world who prefers to break the atmosphere whenever a situation like this arises.
“If something happened, she would explode mentally, but she couldn’t understand why she showed dislike in the first place. Can’t she be a little more honest?”
To the side of Victoria shaking her head clutching her head.
A voice completely unsuitable for the situation fell flat.
“…?”
Victoria absently lifted her head.
On that side.
Daud Campbell holding a sword. And the tentacles of the flesh that I don’t know when it was done, but it was clear that all of them were cut off.
The figure of Seras miraculously raising his body as it was penetrated by it came into my eyes.
“…??”
What is it?
Why is this person moving normally?
“…???”
What is it?
What is it??
“So, um.”
While only those thoughts passed through Victoria’s head in dismay.
Dawud blankly scratched his cheek and looked at Seras, who smiled awkwardly.
“Fortunately, your sister, I won’t die. So I guess I can stop crying now?”
“…How…?”
“What, with this.”
At the words that flowed absentmindedly, Daud calmly pointed at his wrist. To be precise, the amulet filled there.
Soul Linker. The ability contained within is the sharing of beneficial effects.
And he only shared his ‘iron man’ trait with Seras, who made a remarkable contribution to coming back alive even when he was cut in half.
Of course, there was no way for Victoria to know such details.
One thing she knew for sure.
She is now.
I was caught by these humans.
“…”
So in front of him.
He procrastinated, begged, spit out all kinds of sentences that made his hands and feet shriveled up, and anyway, he did all the ugliness.
“…”
While Victoria’s face was turning red, Daud spoke with a very plain face, as if he didn’t mind that kind of thing.
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“That’s right, Seras.”
“…”
“Did you hear that? Please forgive me Never say anything like killing again.”
“…”
“To be honest, I’m dying because I love you so much, but I’m just mad at her young heart, so I’ve been acting like an adolescent until now.”
“…”
“If this is enough, there is no need to treat it too hard, right? Reconciliation OK?”
While Victoria, her face completely red, couldn’t keep up with her situation and opened her mouth, Seras put her hands together in front of Victoria.
It was clear that she was trying to get her forgiveness somehow.
“That, so. Mr. Dowd said that if he acted like this once, he would surely be able to reconcile…”
“…”
“Sorry, I cheated on you! I’ll definitely make up for this later-“
Before Seras could finish his words, Victoria’s power-propelled knuckles lodged near its jaw.
“…Wow.”
Daud, who admired it once again, sighed.
“…Everyone, you. You… oh, really…”
Victoria was moving towards it, step by step, with her tears streaming down her face.
Of course, I couldn’t stand it before and kept spilling things like that, but now it feels a bit different.
It’s like he’s got his emotions out of whack.
“…You know, Victoria. I know you’re upset. Things are pretty urgent right now. I’ll do as much as I can later, so help me with my sister-“
“I’m dying!”
I don’t know about the high kicks that people who are most specialized in killing people send out with a lot of sincere intent to kill.
Among the many blows Daud Campbell has received, it deserves to be said to be special.
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