Episode 161
That was when.
The Marquis.
He smiles softly, unusually for him.
“Son, what are you talking about? Didn’t I write in my letter that I would step down from the position of Marquis? What did you do with that letter? Did you send it to Count Mantis?”
If anyone is curious about what it’s like to escape reality, just look at Clark Valantier.
too.
This is a classic example.
Kwajik-!
The armrest held in his right hand breaks.
I guess I put strength into my hands without realizing it.
Since he was already free, he searched through his pockets with his right hand and took out a letter.
And then.
Passus-
He was turned into dust right before the Marquis’ eyes.
It was only a brief moment, but the Marquis must have seen it.
What was written in that letter?
“You son of a bitch… I’m just asking because I’m really curious, but just because we’re related by blood, do we all belong to the same family?”
I straightened my back and took a step back.
I see the face of the Marquis Valanti, furious, but I still don’t care.
now.
Strangely enough, just one.
I had something to ask.
“When I was 7 years old.”
“… … 7 years old?”
“When I was locked in the warehouse, I definitely felt that there was someone outside.”
“… … .”
“I begged him to save me and get me out, but he just stood there for two or three hours and then disappeared somewhere.”
I thought it might be one of the knights of Count Mantis.
After thinking about this carefully.
Something feels fishy.
So I made an assumption.
That guy who tried to starve me to death.
“Is that you?”
I asked without much expectation, but it seems Clark didn’t listen to me.
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He flinches.
and.
It’s so clumsy for people to hide their emotions like this.
“You were right, it was you. When I was seven, you tried to kill me, and when I was ten, you just watched me get beaten by Peylon… … and you slapped me too, really.”
He smiled brightly.
“He was quite a nobleman.”
“I am……!”
Just as he was about to say something, he lifted his foot up.
Phew-!
He kicked the Marquis in the stomach.
“Ugh!”
I walked slowly towards the Marquis, who fell backwards and rolled around a couple of times.
“This is really interesting.”
The Marquis, who had been lying down, suddenly stood up from his seat.
In fact, I’m pretty far removed from the Death Knights now.
Because when I came in here, I sent an idea to the guys.
To completely control this area.
The elders who were working were sent out, the knights were sent out, and all of them.
Since the Marquis has conveyed his intention to expel everyone in this main building, only the Marquis and I are currently in this main building.
therefore.
From the Marquis’ point of view, it could be calculated that there would be enough time to subdue the 14-year-old and take him hostage.
If it were a Marquis I know, it would be quite understandable for him to think that way.
As expected.
“You idiot! Do you think you are something! I will take you hostage! At best, I will borrow the power of another force… … .”
Crunch-!
“……uh?”
The Marquis’ right arm shoots straight up into the sky.
He just stared blankly at the blood spraying into the air.
But that was only for a moment.
No matter how stupid he may seem, the Marquis is a high-level user.
He kicks the seat.
The distance is 1m.
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The muscles in his remaining left arm twitched.
My fist is clenched.
The sight of the energy being engraved on the surface continues very slowly, as if under a slow magic spell.
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I slightly turned my body to the side.
Phew-!
The Marquis’ left fist cuts through the air.
His bewildered face.
Ignoring it, he swung Silarion.
From top to bottom.
Crunch-!
Bam-!
The Marquis’ left arm falls off, and blood spurts everywhere.
“……ah.”
He just lifted his foot and kicked the Marquis again.
Pfft-!
Boom-!
Clark Valantier is backed into the corner.
I walked towards him slowly like before.
“I’m still so confused.”
Thud thud.
“The power of another force?”
“Ugh… … .”
It stopped for a moment, right in front of the groaning Marquis.
“I don’t need that. Other forces… … The more I think about it, the funnier it gets. So tell me this. Who is that other force? What kind of force do you think it is?”
“… … The Tulcan Empire… … .”
I burst out laughing.
Oh, I really wasn’t trying to laugh.
“Is this stupid or brainless, the Tulcan Empire? Why would they target such a shabby, remote marquis? A land with no political foundation, that can be used as a fortress, but that’s all, in the Tulcan Empire? Why bother trying to take over a territory like this when you could have expanded your borders? You have nothing to gain.”
I squatted down on the seat.
“You don’t know how big the Tulcan Empire is. You don’t know what kind of power they’re hiding. You ask the Tulcan Empire for support, but you suspect the Tulcan Empire is behind it? What are you trying to do? You really… … Why are you doing that?”
“What… what are you talking about!”
I think you’re asking because you really don’t know.
“With your talent, you can go beyond Master and reach the realm of Transcendence. That’s for sure. But, you’re selling your sister to the Tulcan Empire? And to someone like Prince Sa?”
“… … Transcendent! What the hell are you talking about!”
“You should have thought about why the world calls you a calculating man. Also, did you know what Hystain thinks of you? That girl, she thought of you as nothing more than a puppet, and she was just saving face as a marquis. You didn’t even guess that. Don’t say you knew. It’s obvious to anyone that you didn’t know. Really… … Looking at it this way, it’s just… … You don’t know a single thing.”
I stood up from my seat again.
Then he fixed his grip on the longsword.
The Marquis de Valanti looked at me with an angry expression.
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His heart.
Towards that pounding heart.
Phew-!
I lightly stabbed Silarion.
“Ugh… … gasp… … .”
In that state, I sat down next to the Marquis.
Sigh.
“In your previous life, you were poisoned. The culprit was the second son, Peylon, but in this life, you are killed by me. Isn’t that ironic? I guess this is fate.”
“I… … am alive?”
I had no intention of explaining it.
I had a lot more to say than that.
“You know what? You could have had all that wealth, fame, and everything just by sitting still?”
“… … .”
“If I destroy the Tulcan Empire, what will be left? There are variables, but what is certain is that those around me will gain wealth, fame, and even power. But how much power would you gain if you were related to me by blood? If you had used it just a little, you could have become the emperor. You kicked it away.”
The Marquis’ breathing became ragged.
I have a lot of questions, but I feel like I can’t express them properly.
That feeling.
I’ve tasted it a few times too.
“But, can you feel it?”
“… … .”
“Your heart seems to be beating really fast right now. Can’t you feel it?”
”
I ended up laughing hysterically.
“Your heart rate will triple because you’re bleeding heavily. After about 30 seconds, your body will freeze, your breathing will become difficult, your vision will blur, and your ears will start to ring. Yes, that’s it. That’s what death is.”
The Marquis squeezes out every bit of strength he has.
“You… … Who are you? Who the hell are you… … .”
Oh, really.
He doesn’t even recognize his own son.
“You should have been a little greedy. You weren’t even a priority in my life, you were just trash. If you had just been quiet and behaved well, I would have kept you in my place and given you a comfortable life. Why do you keep throwing tantrums, asking me to kill you? What should I do then? I have no choice but to kill you.”
“Ugh… … Now… … What the heck… … .”
He just turned his body around and pressed his face against the Marquis, who was leaning against the wall.
My face reflected in those eyes.
Obviously.
Was laughing.
“Ugh… … Ugh… … .”
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“I didn’t want to show you this side of me if possible.”
Not even once.
I’ve never shown this side of myself to anyone.
The one who destroyed the Hermann family?
Killed two lords?
Massacre of instructors at the academy?
It was definitely different then and now.
I wasn’t happy at that time, when I killed those guys.
Just, I feel like cleaning.
That’s exactly how I felt.
Look at it now.
me.
Me now.
I’m so happy.
Seriously, I’m so happy I’m crazy.
“Ugh… … .”
“Ah… … I don’t know why I feel so good. Can you see it now? I’m smiling.”
“pup.”
“I mean, I could actually save you right now. I could regenerate your punctured heart. But I don’t want to. Because… … .”
Turuk-
He grabbed the Marquis’ side of the face with both hands.
“Because even if you were to be spared, you would continue to cry out for death. I’ve seen so many ignorant and incompetent bastards do that, and I never want to see that again.”
Ssaeak- Ssaeak-
The Marquis, whose face was caught in my two hands.
His breathing becomes quieter and quieter.
“Do you feel it? Death is coming now. Wave your hand to say hello.”
The Marquis’ bloodshot eyes were still the same.
Of course, my smile was still the same.
Ssaek-
“What’s wrong? I told you to wave your hand? Is it hard? Can’t you do it? Can’t you even do that?”
Something, a small voice, came out of the Marquis’ mouth, but I ignored it.
It was just a groan.
A small groan that bursts out when the heart is blocked and the blood in the whole body is out of control.
So, at that moment, my laughter grew deeper.
“What? If you have something to say, say it properly. Why can’t you say it when there’s no metal shard stuck in your mouth? Can’t you stand that much pain? When I was in worse shape, I even talked to some brat, and you can’t say a word? What the hell are you? Are you even human? No, you’re so pathetic. So, so disgusting.”
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Ssaeak-ssaeak-
After looking down at the Marquis for a moment, he blurted out a word.
“27 seconds.”
“Ugh… … Ugh… … .”
He looked straight into the Marquis’ eyes.
A living being approaching death.
My past.
The remnants that made me a retarded person and even beat me up.
That’s about to disappear.
“28 seconds.”
“Crunch… … Crunch… … .”
The Marquis’s breath was caught in his throat, and so… … .
“29 seconds.”
It was quiet.
“30 seconds.”
“… … .”
“31 seconds.”
“… … .”
“32 seconds.”
“… … .”
So, only the sound of one person’s breathing remained in the office.
To be exact.
It was more like the sound of someone’s laughter than breathing.
That was slowly enveloping the office.
