Episode 70
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“For the captain!”
“For the Black Armor Company!”
“For the sake of the deputy commander who was treated like a dog by the captain!”
“Shut up, you little sh*ts!”
A great victory was achieved against the bandits and mercenaries.
After that, the chains blocking the waterway, including the toll booth, were removed, and the atmosphere of a hot festival awaiting the Black Armor Company was like that of a festival.
Here, in the imperial free city of Hamburg, the main artery of continental trade, everyone was celebrating and praising the victory of the Black Armor Company, and shouting its name.
The bravery of the Black Armor Company, and even the outrageous actions of their leader Dale.
The infamy and cruelty of the ‘Black Prince’. It would not be long before his fame spread throughout the empire, aboard the merchant ships and along the waterways.
In the midst of the festive atmosphere, Dale was lost in thought. He left his men behind, each with two or three women, who were busy drinking and eating meat.
That day, he calmly reviewed the results of his battle.
‘The combination of formulas is not bad.’
Added modifiers in battle… … “Black Barrel”, “Gatling”, “20mm”.
It was a weapon that was centuries ahead of its time when it came to cavalry charges, and even high-circle magicians would not easily be able to demonstrate that level of destructive power.
Furthermore, the activities of shadow parasites arising from it were added.
Although it is not comparable to that of the ‘out of the box strongmen’ in the true sense, the growth that Dale is showing is also of a nature that is far beyond the standard.
It was just then.
“Come to think of it, Captain, I haven’t seen you drinking.”
Sir Johnes, who was very drunk, asked Dale.
“Hey, how old do I look?”
At those words, Sir Yoness tilted his head as if he did not understand.
“I promised myself not to drink alcohol until I was twenty.”
“Uh, is there any other reason?”
“just.”
Because it was impossible to explain the rules of the other world to people from this world.
“Haha, that’s true.”
Sir Yoness tilted his head again as if he couldn’t understand, then finished his drink.
“Khaaah! I live for this taste! Kyaaaah!”
Seeing that, Dale muttered as if it were someone else’s business.
“Alcohol is drinking people away.”
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It was an impossible defeat.
The mercenaries who had promised victory so proudly marched on without leaving a single one behind. Furthermore, in the process of marching on, they pillaged and plundered various parts of his territory, causing irreparable damage to his land.
For the leader of the Robbers’ Alliance, Earl Robert, this was the worst possible ending imaginable. Needless to say, the center of the Robbers’ Alliance would collapse and disintegrate.
Who would have thought that he would be defeated by a mere hundred mercenaries? No, no. It wasn’t a mere hundred mercenaries that he was defeated by.
That’s the monster. The notoriety of the ‘Black Prince’ that the rich talk about is not a lie at all.
It was just as Count Robert bit his lip and led his defeated men into the manor.
“Oh my, this is it.”
An unexpected shadow blocked Robert and his soldiers.
“To keep the lady waiting, this is how the nobleman’s name will be tarnished.”
She was a woman of mysterious age with long, blood-red hair. She was wearing a blood-red robe that clung seductively to her body, and a blood-red cone-shaped hat. A woman covered in red.
“I thought I had wasted my time coming here, but I came at a good time.”
Count Robert’s expression froze at the sight.
“I thought I was going to die from waiting, seriously!”
A woman with crimson hair smiles brightly.
“S, no way… … .”
Count Robert glanced around. He saw cavalry still capable of fighting on horseback, even though they were defeated. The archers still had arrows left.
“……la.”
Therefore, Count Robert muttered from his horse.
“It’s the witch of the enemy tower, kill that witch right now!”
He shouted without a moment’s hesitation.
It wasn’t hard to guess her identity. She was definitely a member of the ‘Central Government’s’ punitive force. She was definitely an imperial enforcer, a red magician from the Red Tower.
“Attack now! Kill him before he uses magic!”
Count Robert shouted. It was only a few yards away. The knights were galloping, the archers were firing arrows.
“Witch? How rude of you to speak to a lady.”
The woman in red reached out her arms without a care. At the same time, red magic swirled at her feet.
At the same time, the world was dyed blood red.
But soon he realized that the world was not covered in blood. Count Robert’s retina was bursting and bloody tears were streaming down his face.
“Ahhh, ahhhhh!”
Count Robert screamed in agony.
“I can’t see ahead, I can’t see ahead!”
“It’s hot, it’s hot! Please save me!”
Blood was pouring out from all sides. The retinas were bursting or burning, and everyone was writhing in pain.
“Ah, you too, Brother.”
Looking at that sight, the woman in question shrugged her shoulders as if it were someone else’s business.
“You are sending me here to deal with this piece of trash. That is really too much.”
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The excitement of the festival continued for several days after that.
It was no wonder, as the city itself was free from the threat of destruction. That was why the courtesy that the Imperial Free City of Hamburg showed to the mercenaries of the Black Armor Company was indescribable.
The mercenaries, too, were unable to come to their senses due to the luxury they had never experienced before.
Even though it was an everyday scene for the eldest son of the Duke’s family, it was not like that for the mercenaries. That was why Dale was walking alone through the city’s night streets, away from the excitement of the festival.
“Oh my god!”
A woman’s voice was heard. It was a very familiar and ominous voice.
“Are you sure you’re not Prince Dale?”
Dale just turned his head away.
On the bridge over the river that crossed the city, the silhouette of a woman wearing a blood-red conical hat was visible. The blood-red robe clung seductively to her body, her blood-red hair. She was a woman covered in blood.
‘Lady Scarlet… … .’
Scarlet Yuris. The younger sister of the Red Tower Lord and Bloody Duke, Marquis Yuris. There was no way she didn’t know her infamous name and identity.
“… … May I ask your name, lady?”
“Oh my, you’re so cute.”
But Dale politely asked back, and Lady Scarlett burst into laughter, as if she were enjoying herself.
“I heard that the world’s snow elves are so captivated by men that they can’t even come to their senses… … .”
He continues speaking as if he is happy.
“Who would have thought that an elf would be this kind of child?”
“… … .”
“There really is no crime.”
At those words, Ilsun Dale’s expression suddenly froze.
“Do you have any other business?”
“Haha, of course.”
Lady Scarlett smiled and nodded.
“Wouldn’t it be possible to see the young prince of Saxony here?”
Without hiding her s*xuality, she opened the hem of her robe.
“I too am really curious about the technique that captivated that old-fashioned snow elf.”
“… … .”
“Is it true that a man’s worth cannot be judged by his appearance?”
Glancing at Dale’s lower abdomen, Scarlett smiled seductively.
“Night skills that don’t suit your young age… … .”
“I don’t understand what you are trying to say.”
Dale answered blandly.
“Oh my, was there another ‘blue wh**e’ strutting about in Saxony?”
“… … and more.”
Only after Lady Scarlett’s continued provocation did Dale finally open his mouth coldly.
“If you insult Teacher Sepia, I will never forgive you.”
“Teacher Sepia… … .”
Lady Scarlett smiled with amusement at those words.
“There is no relationship in the world that burns as brightly as that between a teacher and his student.”
“Watch your mouth.”
“Haha, I heard the city people talking.”
But Lady Scarlett paid no heed to Dale’s warning.
“I heard that you led the Black Armor Company and single-handedly defeated the main force of the Robber Alliance?”
Lady Scarlett shrugged her shoulders exaggeratedly.
“It is a brave and wonderful tale of dance that no lady can resist.”
As if there was a younger sister to that older brother.
“… … .”
“So it makes sense that she would be so distraught and confused.”
Closing the distance, Lady Scarlett reached out her arm toward Dale’s cheek, her slender, white, snake-like fingers dancing in a coquettish manner.
“I don’t know who is calling whom a ‘prostitute’.”
Dale scoffed coldly at the move.
“Haha, any woman would become a back-alley prostitute in front of the Prince of Saxony.”
Lady Scarlett smiled coquettishly.
“Throwing aside the dignity and pride of a lady… … I will make a bitch’s expression in front of your majesty and willingly spread my legs.”
Scarlett continued, nibbling Dale’s earlobe lightly.
“How about it? A one-night pleasure that cannot be compared to that of a blue prostitute──.”
But the conversation didn’t go any further than that.
A cold wind blew around Dale’s feet. Before he knew it, Dale was pushing the chill towards Lady Scarlett’s cheek.
“Oh my, it’s cold.”
But Lady Scarlett was not fazed.
“I don’t hate cold men.”
Instead, she lowered her cheek without any hesitation towards the cold blade thrust at her.
“… … !”
Blood flowed from the wound, and Dale hastily pulled away. Lady Scarlett let out a scream of ecstasy.
“… … It’s late at night, so let’s go back.”
There would be no point in talking to that woman any further. So, after saying that, Dale turned his head away.
He concentrated on the magical power he felt behind his back, and the distance between them gradually increased. When he turned his head after getting further away, Lady Scarlett was no longer visible. Only then did Dale take a deep breath and think.
“… …Why did that crazy bitch come here?”
Speaking facts without any exaggeration.
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Some time later, the Black Armor Company returned safely to the Duchy of Saxony after a great victory in Hamburg.
An unexpected guest arrived.
He was a messenger who had come to the Duke of Saxony as an ‘Imperial Envoy’ to hire the Black Armor Company.
“Have you heard the rumors about the island of Britannia?”
The special envoy continues speaking with a gentle smile.
“Are you talking about the story of the Virgin?”
In response to the Duke of Saxony’s question, the envoy nodded.
“Haha, you’re a virgin. How can I believe that without even spreading your legs?”
It was a woman wearing a blood-red cone-shaped hat and smiling seductively.
“Moreover, His Majesty the Emperor wants to pay a ‘price’ to that rag-like wh**e.”
High Elder of the Red Tower, Red Mage of the 7th Circle. Lady Scarlet.
There was only one thought in Dale’s mind when he saw that sight.
‘… …Why did that crazy bitch come here?’
Again, it was a fact without any exaggeration.
