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Velium, the capital of the new Neilum Empire.After the sun had set and darkness fell, a commotion broke out in a mansion.
It was the residence of Olivia Allen, a famous flower healer.
Nearby knights and soldiers rushed to it.
“The reporter said that an intruder broke into the mansion!”
“Are you looking for money?”
“Maybe it’s from a dark follower.”
The knight grinded it.
The number of soldiers following him was staggeringly small.
“damn! Why is this happening today?!”
Today was the day of the large-scale arrest operation that the Regent had foretold.
Since all the personnel who normally manage security in the capital have escaped, the number of soldiers had to be small.
It was when the knights and soldiers were busily crossing the streets of Velium.
Ride on!
In the darkness of an alleyway passed by knights and soldiers.
Several people, including women and children, were hiding there.
“I went.”
Said the man who was looking outside in the alley with his face removed.
“Go a little further and there is a wagon. Follow me quietly.”
They moved secretly through the darkness.
After a while, they arrived at the wagon they had prepared.
From now on, I had to take the wagon and head towards the gate.
Count Lucen, disguised as Sang Sang-ju, looked back.
His face hardened with tension.
“listen carefully. We are merchants from now on. Now we are going uphill at night to ‘Vinville’, a nearby trading city. got it?”
“yes.”
“I know.”
Count Lucen’s family and vassals nodded, trying to hide their fear.
Among them, a middle-aged woman approached Count Lucen.
“Honey, are we really okay?”
“Don’t worry, as long as you get out of the Velium, you will be able to breathe. If we say we escape because of the tyranny of the regent, other kingdoms or free cities will accept us.”
Count Lucerne, disguised as a supremacist, beaten the wagon pulled by the donkey.
Inside the wagon was a base on which to settle elsewhere.
Count Lucen was the head of an aristocratic family that was quite famous even in the new empire.
But now, he was disguised as a top-notch liquor.
‘damn! This is all because of the priest. If it wasn’t for that priest, the regent wouldn’t have started the investigation!’
He was suspected of colluding with a dark follower.
As a result, he was in danger of being confiscated by the regent and deprived of his nobility.
‘it’s okay. If you leave the Empire without being arrested, you will be able to negotiate a new position in another kingdom for titles and wealth.’
If that didn’t work, he was even thinking of selling the Empire’s intelligence.
Count Lucen beckoned to the children.
“Come on, everyone, get on board.”
But the youngest, who had not yet grasped the situation, whined.
“Dad, there is a strange smell inside.”
“Shh! Isn’t now the time to cover it up?”
“I will take care of Andy.”
The first one stepped forward and took the youngest into the luggage compartment.
Count Lucen lamented looking at the wealth in the luggage compartment.
‘It’s full of wealth that I haven’t brought back yet!’
It was difficult to dispose of property while avoiding the eyes of the regent.
They disposed of things that were easy to make in kind, but they did not dare to even try because rumors spread like ghosts as soon as they were about to trade land or buildings.
After the vassals got on the carriage, they headed for the castle gate.
As he walked, Count Lucen calmly planned the future.
‘I’m glad I had something stored in the secret safe, otherwise it would have been a dog’s hair.’
They were all collected by fraud.
But now that it has become the only donga line, he has no regrets about stealing public money.
Count Lucen was about to leave this place with only a few of those key vassals and their families.
It was to live.
‘If the truth is revealed, I and my family will all die!’
The truth that he was a dark follower’s narcissist was choking his neck.
Count Lucen swallowed dry saliva.
Although nervous, he was confident in his escape plan.
The castle is now in chaos due to a large-scale arrest operation and the raid on the healer’s mansion.
So the hole he had to get out of had to get bigger.
Count Lucen laughed bitterly, thinking of Olivia Allen.
‘It’s like a cheeky girl. Wouldn’t it at least not have been attacked if you had done so?’
He told me to turn the house into a wasteland, so the therapist’s nose would be flat.
The girl had to know my subject, who was originally a commoner.
“Lord, this is the gate.”
Count Lucen’s eyes twinkled at the vassal’s words.
However.
‘What is that?’
At that moment, a strange sight entered Count Lucen’s eyes.
* * *
Count Lucen frowned.
“Why soldiers?”
As we got closer to the castle gate, I felt an unusual atmosphere.
Unlike usual, the soldiers were busy moving.
It seemed to closely check the people entering and leaving.
Count Lucen swallowed his saliva.
‘It’s okay, it’s okay. Because I knew this would happen and forged my ID.’
However, a heterogeneous person stood out among the soldiers.
‘That guy… … ?’
He was a priest of the Pars Church wearing a priest’s uniform embroidered with gold thread.
“Could it be that saint candidate?”
Count Lucen opened his eyes.
It was the priest who claimed to be the Dark Follower behind the raid on the nobility in the banquet hall!
“Take it quickly.”
At the knight’s command, the soldiers moved in unison.
The knights and soldiers near the priest were holding a group of people tightly bound and dragging them somewhere.
A vassal disguised as a coachman hurriedly said to Count Lucen.
“Lord, something is strange!”
Even at this moment, the wagon and his party were getting closer to the checkpoint.
Unlike usual, there were quite a few troops at the checkpoint.
The vassal disguised as a merchant first raised the question.
“It is strange that there are so many troops at the checkpoint even when there is a riot in the castle.”
As expected, the number of checkpoints should have been reduced.
However, there was no shortage of soldiers at the checkpoint.
It wasn’t augmented, but it was more than they expected.
“Lord! Better go back now!”
Count Lucen refuted the vassal’s words.
“Are you back? Now, where is the place to return to?”
“Go, my lord, will you turn around? Please give me any orders.”
In the midst of arguing with other vassals, the vassals who pulled their wagons fell into confusion.
The anxiety was growing.
A cold sweat ran down Count Lucen’s forehead, who was nervous.
While they couldn’t decide on anything, they eventually got closer to the checkpoint.
‘ruined! Should I go back now?’
It felt like my eyes were spinning.
Then, they saw Ethan approaching them.
It was already too late to return.
Count Lucen said firmly to the vassals.
“Can not help it. Try to be as casual as possible.”
Soon Ethan approached.
For the first time in his life, Count Lucen crouched down with a sullen smile.
“Oh, aren’t you, Priest? What are you doing at this checkpoint?”
“Why are you curious about that? I’m not in a place I shouldn’t be.”
Count Lucen’s sublime smile cracked openly.
‘Children are cheeky!’
But I couldn’t go wrong here.
“Yeah, that’s right. I asked an off-topic question.”
“By the way, you are moving in the middle of the night, so you have an urgent business?”
“If you move at night, there will be less queues to enter other cities. That’s why I often climb at night.”
Ethan nodded dryly and went to the carriage’s luggage compartment.
Count Lucen was panicked and followed Ethan.
“Priest? Hey, why are you going to the luggage compartment?”
“I’m curious as to what kind of stuff they handle.”
“It will not attract the priest’s interest. It’s all trinkets that don’t matter… … !”
Flutter!
Ethan rolled up the tent in the luggage compartment.
“… … !”
The women and children, who were holding their breath in the luggage compartment, opened their eyes in amazement.
After looking at them, Ethan smiled meaningfully.
“I am not interested. There was such an interesting thing hidden.”
“Hey, this guy… … !”
Count Lucen noticed that Ethan had already figured it all out.
He cursed and ordered the vassal.
“Kill him now!”
As long as things have come to pass, there is nothing in sight of a priest or anything.
Even in such a situation, the vassal’s skills were outstanding enough to carry him around.
In addition, the opponent was a priest who was buried in the temple and praying.
Sreung!
The vassal took out his sword and ran towards Ethan.
‘Moving isn’t bad. However… … .’
Ethan immediately bowed down and dug into the vassal’s arms, aiming for the sage.
“Uh-huh!”
Then, he dropped the sword he was holding on to his wrist and hit the chin strongly with his fist.
Instantly, my eyes darkened.
‘Wow, what’s so fast?!’
Meanwhile, the vassal was quickly suppressed, and his face was slammed to the floor.
No matter how talented he was, he could not be compared to Ethan, who improved his skills while being beaten by Blake.
“Ugh!”
Count Lucen’s face, who gave orders to the vassal, turned pale.
His hands were so bitter that he couldn’t believe he was a priest.
The feeling of pressure emanating from Ethan froze around him.
“No, what the hell is this… … .”
Count Lucen, disguised as Sang Sang-ju, trembled.
Then, as a last resort, he began to insult the Pars Church.
“this… Dirty church bastards! All the nobles trembled, and in the end they were waiting here to take my fortune!”
“What?”
“What are you pretending not to know? Even a three-year-old child knows that the Pars Church is corrupt! Did you think I didn’t know that if you capture the Dark Followers, the Church will investigate magic and steal various treasures first?!”
Ethan frowned and looked at the wagon.
The Church of Pars is going to steal the treasures here?
‘Sounds of nostalgia.’
Ethan intended to keep some of the wagon’s treasures for himself.
He had no intention of passing it over to the church.
‘I was the one who caught them, but why are the denominationals sitting still and eating money?’
It would have been better to have what he had than to hand it over to the evil denomination.
‘A few jewels the size of a fist might be enough.’
Ethan looked at the nobleman with a sullen face.
Unfortunately, even if he cursed the denomination, he did not take any damage.
Then, someone’s voice came from behind.
“Stop insulting the denomination in front of a priest! A person who threatens the country by partnering with a dark follower will not have a chance to point out the corruption of the sect?”
It was Vivian.
“Have you forgotten that you treated the poor in the Church of Pars before? At least you’re way better than you, who sucked the blood of people and tried to frame innocent people and kill them!”
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Vivian glanced at Ethan and added one last time.“… At least if this priest becomes a saint, the denomination will go in a good direction.”
Ethan looked at Vivian with no sarcasm.
I don’t even think of anyone giving me a cake, what kind of bullshit is that?
The reason he still belongs to the denomination is because it was more convenient to take revenge on the demon king.
The church’s corruption had nothing to do with Ethan.
‘Saints are horns. If you kill only the Demon King, it will be goodbye to the Church.’
Ethan stared at the man disguised as Sang Sang-ju.
“Anyway, I want you to sleep for a while now that this has happened.”
Ethan swung a merciless fist at the man.