732 – 8.5 Manatee (4)
Viltheon’s aim was complex.
Since he had inflicted such harsh corporal punishment, there was no reason for Ian to come forward. Therefore, the possibility of spreading provocative rumors about the discord between the imperial family and the new master will also be completely blocked.
With this, the authority of the imperial family does not collapse.
It is said that the older brother disciplined his younger sister, but who can say anything about him? This was an extremely normal behavior from a ‘family’ perspective. Furthermore, it was also a path that was beneficial to both Biltheon and Iris.
Viltheon reaffirms the hierarchical relationship by punishing Iris. Until now, their relationship as brother and sister was considered only a formality, but through this incident, many people will realize it again.
No matter what, the fact is that ‘brother’ is ‘brother’.
Iris also couldn’t complain.
Rather than rumors that he had a fight with his ‘master’, it would be better to say that his brother corrected his habits.
Of course, Iris didn’t realize what was going on.
“Well, ok…” Hmm… Viscount, family… “To the second son!”
Ew, ugh.
The words were spit out while gritting one’s teeth. Her ribs must have cracked, and I longed for the gesture of her hand squeezing my chest again.
Nevertheless, Biltheon did not show even the slightest bit of a tie.
“Iris.”
He just glanced behind his back and let out a cold voice.
“What nonsense are you talking to ‘Seoulhyeolgong (鐵血公)’ now?”
Iris was so moved by Bill Theon’s attitude of rebuking her until the end that she tried to raise her voice.
Suddenly I realized.
“Well, that…” … ! Radish… Son…… ?”
The person the maid and guard are looking at in cold sweat is none other than Ian.
Yes, not Iris.
More than anything, Biltheon’s words would have been decisive. ‘Iron-Blooded Duke’, because there was only one person whom the emperor of the empire would honor with such a grand title.
Iris’s face turned pale in an instant.
“W-what…” ….”
Someone needs to deny it.
No one did that. He was just looking at Ian and the woman alternately with fearful eyes.
Iris’s expression became devastated.
“Well, that can’t be…” Not long ago, it was called ‘high expert’… ….”
In the end, Ian sighed and held Biltheon’s hand.
As a noble of the empire, it was impossible not to observe even the bare minimum of courtesy.
I don’t know if he was as hostile as Iris, but Biltheon maintained a friendly attitude toward Ian throughout. And Ian couldn’t be enough of a human being to return his favor with malice.
There was just a bitter smile on his lips.
“No, Your Royal Highness. “I’m sorry for making you worry.”
“hahahahaha! All that said, weren’t we ‘friends’? And…… “
Viltheon, who was joking and laughing, glanced somewhere.
Toward the hatchet that Ian almost pulled out.
“…… “On the contrary, I am grateful.”
If Ian had stepped forward, it wouldn’t have ended like this.
There was a lot of blood, and one of his limbs might have been blown off. The rumors about Ian were already famous even in the imperial family.
But if we are to be honest, this structure was also beneficial to Ian.
No matter how much of a ‘master’ he was, he didn’t want to be subject to unnecessary gossip.
This was also according to Biltheon’s calculations.
Ian was not unaware of this either, but he decided to quietly let it go. Anyway, that doesn’t change the fact that it’s beneficial to him too.
However, that was not the only business that Biltheon came here for.
After finishing the conversation with Ian, Biltheon’s eyes turned to Iris again. He walked back and forth, and it was only a few seconds before he was in front of the woman again, lowering her knees to meet her eye level.
Iris was still out of her mind.
“I, I…” Therefore… ….”
“Iris.”
In a calm voice, but with a serious tone.
He said.
“I heard the story. “Our imperial family has made a big mistake against the Hastur family.”
“That’s the most reasonable move…… !”
“I have no intention of placing the blame entirely on you alone. In any case, we are also responsible for putting your plan into action.”
Princess Iris looked like she wanted to refute something. If only Bill Theon hadn’t raised his hand to stop him just before his quivering lips spewed out a new language.
“But shouldn’t there be a minimum of shame? “A person who dreams of being supreme over all people, when he should be responsible, would instead ask the other person to take responsibility?”
“Well, that’s ‘politics’!”
“No.”
The voice that shouted like a fit was so easily denied.
With a face filled with faint contempt, Bill Theon slowly shook his head.
“Who would want a politician who takes no responsibility? The people? Subject? Or, the world? Iris… “If you want to stand above people, become a person first.”
It was like a sigh.
Viltheon slowly got up and turned his back. It seems like he has nothing more to say from Iris.
Indifferent blue eyes turned to the maid sitting in her corner.
“Please prepare to leave. “Be prepared, because Iris will have to be interrogated when we get back.”
“…… What?”
Once again, I couldn’t believe it and the doubts leaked out.
Nevertheless, Biltheon’s eyes never turned to Iris again. The prince just continued his conversation calmly without even giving her a glance.
“The honeymoon relationship between Dalton Alpenhauser and Patriarch Eindel has been confirmed. “The Imperial Intelligence Department estimates that there is a high probability that it is related to the Dark Church.”
Dazed, Iris kept her silence.
‘Dark Church’.
She had already made her fatal mistake. Most of her close associates were not free from that responsibility, and then news came that her closest associates were connected to the Dark Church.
The remaining ending was obvious.
‘Ruin.’
“Well, it’s a lie… ….”
Iris’s countenance fell moment by moment.
She turned pale, then turned pale, and finally, with a yellow face, the woman shook her head.
“No, no…” It can’t be……..”
It was nothing more than a complaint and denial.
Viltheon shouted without even pretending to hear this. Heading out the door.
“White Wing Knights!”
Cheolgruuk, Cheolgruk.
The sound of armor joints clashing could be heard. That number meant that at least several knights had been officially dispatched.
In other words, this matter has already been approved by the emperor.
As soon as she realized that fact, numerous scenes flashed through Iris’s mind. Memories of the day when I learned of her fatal illness and was unable to move in my room, groaning.
The memory of the first day I walked, the decision to never be lonely again, for the rest of my life.
She lived to avoid being ignored.
What are those footsteps? It was like the gait of her reaper coming to trample on her.
Iris let out her scream.
“No!!”
The woman’s body was lifted up in a huff. She must have been having a hard time even breathing, but for a moment she didn’t even think she was in pain. Iris was that desperate.
The mind heats up and thinking accelerates.
Who should I go to?
It was not Biltheon. He had already made up his mind, and he was not foolish enough to save his sister who was fighting over the throne.
Then there was only one person left.
A person with even the slightest possibility, and a being with the influence to turn this game around.
Ian Perkus.
In front of him, Iris got down on her knees. Her pride had long since been forgotten.
You have to survive somehow.
In front of that absolute proposition, the woman’s hands grabbed her trouser legs.
“Hey, Sir Ian… help!”
Ian turned his troubled gaze towards Biltheon. However, her woman’s brother just sighed and turned his head.
It was a painful expression to look at.
“I can’t end like this… “How did you get to this position?”
A plea that cries out, even shedding tears.
Viltheon squeezed his eyes shut, and the maid and guard turned their heads. Either way, the military boots are approaching with a clanking sound.
“Si, I’m sorry if I offended you. I pray like this. No, should I at least hit her head? Please, just this once… Anything to help just this once!”
“Iris!”
Bill Theon, unable to bear it any longer, raised his voice. She meant to stop, but Iris didn’t care whether she did or not.
Instead she just backed away a little and hit her head on the ground with a thud.
The moisture eats away at her woman’s breathing.
“Please, please…” Ugh… This can’t end like this…… !”
It was then.
The clanking sound of footsteps stopped.
It meant only one thing. A series of shadows appear above Iris, who absentmindedly raises her head.
You could tell just by looking at the pattern engraved on the chest of her armor.
‘White Wing Knights.’
He was the elite of the empire’s elite. This meant that the imperial family was taking this issue very seriously.
The knight was speechless. However, she just bowed her head and expressed respect towards Bill Theon and her friend Ian.
Soon, hollow eyes turn towards Ian.
Although Biltheon was present, it was Ian who actually asked the knight what he meant. This was also an example of what a warrior of the empire should be as a ‘master’.
That’s why Iris clung to her Ian.
Ian sighed and glanced down at Iris. She was screaming with tearful eyes.
Please, please just this once.
Ian seemed to hesitate for a moment.