Episode 105
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“… … It wasn’t just a tall tale that there was an interesting darling in Saxony.”
In the taut air, the drowned man opened his mouth.
“Aesong-ah, I will not accept your offer.”
“… … !”
“No, I guess I have no choice but to accept it.”
A direct answer without a shred of hesitation. Even Dale gasped in surprise at those words.
“But it is a mistake to think that I will become your puppet to be played with.”
“I am willing to understand that point.”
Dale smiled slyly and nodded.
There is no room for decision. A cornered rat will not hesitate to bite a cat. In the face of the intimidation of the drowning man’s heart, he will gladly give up his life and in return, carry out merciless bloody revenge.
But this is not the case when a cornered rat has an escape route.
Even if he was a drowning man, he wouldn’t be able to give up his life so easily. That was exactly what Dale was aiming for, and the drowning man also figured out Dale’s intentions.
“Then it’s decided.”
The City Master opened his mouth.
“His Royal Highness Prince Dale of Saxony has bid for the ‘Heart of the Drowned Man’ as a special prize awarded to the winner of the Fight Club.”
Behind him, six guild masters remain, unable to accept this embarrassing situation.
“I will bid for the item at eight hundred and thirty-two and nine black chips.”
Ray Uris, Michael Lancaster.
In the future, as the ‘strong men of this generation’ fell one after another and the ‘strong men of the next generation’ rose to prominence, it was Dale of Saxony who achieved the first victory.
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The Barbarossa family crest, with two femurs crossing a skull and crossbones. The sails of the fleet, bearing that pirate flag, were fluttering in the night wind.
The Drowned Duke Barbarossa’s invincible armada, which had surrounded the city of Cambio, turned around and retreated beyond the pitch-black horizon.
Guild City, known as the Empire of Gold. Among them, in the area of Cambio, a city that deals in finance, they plunder and take the ‘vast spoils’ they have obtained.
In order to preserve his reputation as a pirate, he left a scar that would never be easily erased, although it was enough to not destroy the entire city.
They raided the ‘Guild Bank’ in Cambio City and looted all the vaults there.
The city was burning. It was the Drowned Man’s message that he would never give in, and Dale understood it.
A section of the city facing the sea was reduced to ashes after being looted and burned.
It was indisputable evidence that the drowned Francis Barbarossa had been there.
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Some time later, in Guild City, the seven great guild masters gathered in one place.
A voting hall to decide the next City Master.
The ‘next City Master’ was decided through a vote of the six guild masters, excluding himself.
It was a man wearing the mask of “The Laughing Man.”
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“What are you decorating?”
City of Cambio. The city hall of Arte del Cambio.
Right there, there was the man. Wearing the mask of the “Laughing Man,” with the corners of his mouth grotesquely torn like a crescent moon.
“I’m not planning anything in particular.”
To Dale’s words, the City Master replied slyly.
“I just know.”
“What are you talking about?”
“Prince Dale has intimidated the Guild Master of Kallimala, taken over the Shadow Court… … and the future of this city will be played with as a puppet by the powerful.”
It is not strange that the City Master is aware of the fact that the Guild Master of Calimala has made contact. However, it is a separate story that the Shadow Court, the law enforcers of Guild City, has sworn allegiance to Dale.
The continent’s greatest assassin organization.
They had been reborn as Saxon’s servants, and Dale was not particularly pleased with the fact that it was known.
“Have you planted a spy within the shadow court?”
“No way.”
The City Master answered.
“I just knew that the ‘shadow church’ had a long Jewish history in the darkness of Saxony.”
“… … After the deal is made, the drowning man will not let you live.”
“Oh, I know that too.”
The city master laughed as if it were someone else’s business.
“I really know a lot of things.”
That’s it again.
“The Drowned Man’s heart fell into Saxon hands, and the Empire, the Red Tower, and the Lancaster agents witnessed it… … and what happened next.”
As he spoke, the City Master took something out of the table drawer. It was the Guild City ledger.
“I guess Prince Dale wants to know about what’s happening on the continent.”
“… … .”
“How many swords have been sold, where they will be sold, and where and who has taken on debt to buy how many swords. Based on that information, to predict what will happen on the continent and take action.”
Dale remained silent.
“Have you ever thought about this?”
“What are you talking about?”
“For example, just like looking at the Guild City ledger, we can predict the state of affairs on the continent and ‘what’s to come’… … .”
The City Master continues speaking.
“If we assume that there is a ledger that records all the information that happens in this world, and that there is a ‘demon that can accurately predict the movements of this world’ based on that ledger.”
The demon of omniscience.
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“It may not be impossible to foresee all the events that will happen in the future.”
“Laplace’s Demon… … .”
A being that knows the exact position and momentum of each and every molecule in the universe.
“What on earth is your identity?”
“Oh, I’m just a businessman.”
Behind the mask of the “Laughing Man”, the City Master smiled slyly.
“He’s just a businessman who knows too much more than other people.”
“no way.”
“But just because you know something doesn’t mean you can change it.”
The City Master continues speaking calmly.
“For example, the death that comes to me is no exception.”
The drowned man’s heart is being traded, and there’s no way he’d let the City Master live.
“In the event that the current City Master dies, the Guild City is required to appoint the Guild Master with the next highest number of votes as its successor.”
The City Master said, pulling out a pair of stilettos shining with a cold frost from a drawer in the table.
“Six guild masters voted for me, and I gave one vote to the ‘Guild Master of Kallimala.’”
“… … !”
At the same time, the City Master lowered the stiletto to his wrist.
For a moment, Dale swallowed his breath.
“This world is already decided, and no one can change it.”
Blood began to spurt out over the severed artery.
“Because we are just puppets of fate.”
The City Master spoke, leaving behind the mask of the “Laughing Man”.
“Just as Prince Dale was once a mere ‘puppet of the empire.’”
“… … !”
Dale’s expression turned to shock. The City Master continued speaking without paying attention.
“And in this world, there is nothing more trivial than a story whose ending is already known.”
“What is the ending?”
“It’s a trade secret.”
The Laughing Man laughed heartily.
──Those were his last words.
The life drained away, and the City Master’s body collapsed on the table. In front of that sight, Dale was unable to say anything until the very end.
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With the Shadow Court in hand, the Guild Master of Kallimala became the City Master. The Laughing Man chose to commit suicide in front of Dale.
The City Master died, but the devices he had prepared beforehand proved Dale’s innocence in the ‘shadow court’.
“As I said.”
And in front of the new Guild City leader, Dale opened his mouth.
“I kept my promise.”
A promise to put him in the position of City Master.
“Now it is the turn of the Guild Master and City Master of Kalimala to fulfill their promise.”
A deal between two parties. If he is appointed City Master, the heart of Guild City… … a promise to share the City Master’s ledger.
‘The Black Prince’ kept his promise. In a way that no guild master in Kallimala could have ever imagined.
No, I didn’t even want to imagine it.
“……All right.”
So, from his position as City Master, there weren’t many decisions he could make.
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A hideout of the Shadow Court that is not affiliated with any city in the Guild City Territory.
“Haha, shit.”
Right there, Master Baro took a sip of his beer and started swearing.
“There’s nothing better than a beer after finishing a shitty job.”
The storm that had plunged Guild City into chaos has receded, and a new order has finally returned to the city.
Officially, the one who sat at the head of Guild City was the Master of the Kalimala Guild, but the real ruler who stood at the top of the city was someone else.
“Oh, black apostle, who will take away the last flame of this world and extinguish the final light.”
In front of him, the shadowy saintess whose vision was obscured by a black bandage opened her mouth.
With the loyalty of the continent’s greatest assassin organization, the ‘Shadow Court’, kneeling before the ‘Black Prince’ of the House of Saxony.
“Please bring down the Empire of Fire and Light and lead us to the Empire of Shadow.”
As she said, the true ‘Shadow Lord’ was there.
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A bitter sense of defeat gripped Ray Uris’ chest.
He promised his father that he would break the silence and reveal himself to the world. And when he finally did reveal himself to the world, it was the ‘Black Prince’ of Saxony who brought him down.
As the successor to the great clan, this is an unacceptable disgrace. Furthermore, the situation in the black market is no exception.
In front of the overwhelming power displayed by the ‘Drowning Man’, Ray Uris was finally able to realize how much of a frog in a well he was.
And now he was out in the world outside the well.
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A broken sword lay before Michael Lancaster.
Blood Flower Sword. A whip with a blade made of blood.
I remember the sword that ‘Black Prince’ showed me at the fight club that day.
It was overwhelming. It was as if I was facing someone stronger than the Seven Swords of the Continent. Even though he wasn’t using his ‘Avatar’s’ full power, his opponent was no different. There was no way a magician with that level of talent wouldn’t be able to activate the ‘World of Thoughts’.
That’s why I could sense it intuitively.
This sword will never reach the ‘Black Prince’. The current method will never overcome that monster.
Mikhail, who was once said to have ‘a talent with a sword that no one in the empire can match’.
A young child of the same age, defeated by a wizard and not a knight.
But that day’s defeat did not break Mikhail’s heart. Rather, it began to kindle a fire in his heart, which was filled with an inexplicable emptiness.
Dale of Saxony. He is the greatest adversary you can defeat, with the greatest of wonders.
After making his resolution, Michael Lancaster placed his hand on the hilt of his sword at his waist. It was an ordinary knight’s sword, without any special features.
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Some time later, the ‘Black Prince’ of Saxony safely escaped the Guild City and returned to the Duchy of Saxony.
As the Duke of Saxony, he holds in his hands outrageous things that he could not even dare to imagine.
