Chapter 532
Raon spent the late night at an inn in a small village built near the town of Capoli.
It was a place where both a restaurant and a lodging business were run, but when I woke up after a deep sleep, the store was empty. Neither the owner nor the chef could be seen.
– I’m hungry, but where did everyone go!
Lars waved his hand, telling the chef to come quickly.
– Dedicate a meal to the king!
‘I’ll be back soon.’
Raon sat down at the table in the middle, brushing off Lars who was pushing his plump stomach.
After a while, the door of the inn opened, and a man with a pale expression, as if wearing a mask, approached and stood opposite.
“Meet Raon.”
The man put his hands together and bowed his head.
“My name is Denzel of the Black Fleet under direct control of the black market owner.”
“My name is Raon Sieghart.”
Denzel was in a state of open air, so he didn’t care and revealed his real name.
“You came sooner than expected.”
Raon looked at Denzel and smiled lightly. He didn’t expect it to come so quickly, as the black market had only recently learned about it, unlike himself, who had known about it beforehand.
“Isn’t that normal?”
Denzel let out a sigh and sat down in the seat opposite.
“As Raon said, there has been an increase in the disappearance of unmanned soldiers recently. It is said that there were more cases where the injured or the corpse disappeared shortly after death.”
“hmm… .”
Raon licked his lips as he watched Denzel naturally solve the information.
‘It’s fast and accurate.’
Denzel also told us where and which unmanned bodies and bodies had disappeared. To know such detailed information so quickly, it seemed that the information power and financial power of the black market owner were more than the Six Emperors.
“If we continue to investigate the traces of the unmanned people’s disappearance, we will be able to create a way to trace the secret force, albeit with a bit of force. It’ll just take a while, okay?”
“You won’t need a particularly long time.”
“yes? what is that… .”
Denzel’s eyes widened as if he was saying something.
“I found the location of a factory that makes assassins from corpses yesterday.”
“Are you sure?”
“As expected, it was located under the iron ore plant. The scale was bigger than expected. There were many assassins and necromancers… .”
Raon told me the location, facilities, and personnel of the Suhwagae factory he had seen yesterday.
“Huh.”
Denzel couldn’t close his mouth as if he didn’t know that he would gather all the information like a thousand gold in just one day.
“Okmyeong Goeryeong and Goju Commander were there. Demons who see people as less than animals… .”
He chewed his lips finely as if he hated the necromancer Shupel and Juran.
“With this much information, we can move faster. get ready… .”
“It is still there.”
Raon shook his head at Denzel, who was about to get up.
“The woman who seems to be in charge there says that a new supply is coming tomorrow.”
“Speaking of dissemination… .”
“Of course, they are unmanned people who will become materials for zombie assassins.”
He told me that the corpses of living and already dead soldiers would be poured into the place the very next day.
“Ah, then!”
Denzel exclaimed as if he knew now.
“You can make up an excuse that you tracked down the unmanned men and found the place! I can hit it tomorrow!”
“you’re right.”
There is no place on the continent that does not have black market inhabitants.
If you found them entering the lake while moving to find the missing soldiers, you would be able to avoid Derus’s suspicions.
“Awesome. What could be better than that in this situation!”
Denzel looked at Raon and let out a fuss.
‘I can see why the black market lord was so considerate.’
The black market owner constantly sent Raon priceless and valuable information.
I wondered why he suffered such a loss, but this young soldier was a person with a value that could not be put into money.
It was clear that it was an investment made in advance for a man who was more expected in the future, not now.
“I will prepare for entry tomorrow. We quickly summoned our unmanned soldiers… .”
“no.”
Raon shook his head slowly.
“I will fight alone.”
“Ha, but they are assassins. It must be completely different from dealing with an unmanned person… .”
Denzel swallowed dryly as if worried.
“it’s okay.”
Raon slowly closed his eyelids and opened them. A chilly chill rose above the cold eyes.
“I’m used to fighting like that.”
* * *
The great garden of the Robert family.
Derus Robert’s quiet promenade was unusually crowded with many people.
“Congratulations.”
“congratulations.”
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“young master. Happy birthday!”
The people who gathered in the garden approached Lefon Robert, the youngest son of Derus Robert, dressed in splendid robes and dresses, and congratulated him.
“thank you.”
Lepon, dressed in a black robe similar to Raon’s, bowed his head to the people. There was even a line in front of him to say hello.
Excessive manners for a child who is not yet 20 years old. It was a look that showed how high the dignity of the Robert family was.
However, despite being congratulated by many people, Repon’s expression was not very bright.
As he exchanged greetings with an awkward smile, the two swordsmen guarding the entrance to the garden stomped their feet loudly.
“The head of the household is entering!”
With the majestic shouts of the swordsmen, Derus Robert entered the entrance of the great garden.
It was neither heavy nor light, but it was a serious step that revealed its presence. It was an appearance that showed what kind of person he was.
“My lord!”
“I see the head of the household.”
Therus was lightly greeted and stood in front of the fountain in the center of the garden.
“Come over here Lefon.”
“yes.”
Today’s protagonist, Repon, approached him.
“Thank you so much for coming all the way to celebrate Lepon’s birthday.”
Derus held Lefon’s shoulder and smiled softly.
“Absolutely not!”
“Rather, we are honored!”
“Call me anytime!”
People bowed their heads, saying that they were just happy to be here.
“You said that, I just want to thank you.”
Derus Robert smiled softly and made eye contact with the people in turn.
“Lepon. You should say hello too.”
“yes. father.”
Lefon came out in front of Derus with his mouth tightly closed.
“Thank you so much for being with me on my birthday.”
He smiled slightly and bent toward the center.
“Waaaaaa!”
“Congratulations again. young master!”
“May you continue to be healthy.”
Even though people knew Repon’s expression, they applauded Derus behind him to the extent that their ears rang.
“Now Lepon-nim doesn’t have much time left until he becomes an adult. Do you have any goals?”
The head of the Lapatan family, a vassal of the Robert family, who was seated at the front, asked with a smile.
“I want to become a prosecutor like Raon.”
Lepon didn’t hesitate at all, and brought out his goal and dream.
“Raon Sieghart?”
“Ah, the white sword dragon… .”
“so… .”
People licked their lips briefly as if they realized why Lefon’s expression wasn’t good.
“This child’s goal has always been Prosecutor Raon. The situation is not good right now, so please understand.”
Derus held Lefon’s trembling hand and smiled benevolently.
“There is no official announcement that Prosecutor Raon has left yet, so believe it and wait. From my point of view, he was not someone who would die so easily.”
“yes. father!”
Lefon nodded while looking at Derus as if he was thrilled.
“Sorry for ruining the mood on a good day.”
With all his emotions, he first approached the guests and exchanged greetings.
People smiled as if they were moved by the kindness of Derus, who thought of the father-son relationship and even the warriors of rival families.
Derus proudly watched Lefon begin a conversation with the guests, then fell into the empty space on the left.
“What is going on?”
When he asked with his back turned, Kubara appeared from the shadows holding a tray and prostrated himself.
“The supplies you ordered have arrived in front of the aisle of the factory.”
“What about the numbers?”
“Sixty-two living materials and one hundred and thirty dead materials.”
“Who went as an escort?”
“This is Balmail.”
“A good choice.”
He nodded as if he was satisfied that Balmail was moving.
“Since Balmail has excellent senses, he must have moved well on his own. good night. let me in.”
“yes.”
He passed the cup he had brought on a tray of Cubara to Derus and quietly disappeared.
“I don’t die that easily… .”
Derus glared at Lefon, sipping on the liquor Kubara had left behind.
His eyes narrowed coldly as he looked at his son who had regained his smile.
“There is nothing like that in the world.”
* * *
Lake Bayonne, which borders Mount Haro, splits silently.
Lesia, who was standing in front of the lake, gestured briefly, and the flow of mana was twisted, creating the illusion of a peaceful lake as if the waterway had not been split in the first place.
“It’s done.”
As Lesia nodded backwards, monsters wearing black robes and masks appeared.
“From now on, please follow only where I have stepped.”
“… … .”
The masked people didn’t answer and silently followed her.
Lesia walked along a path covered with mud and moss to a tortoise-shaped rock jutting out from the middle of the lake.
As she touched the rock with her mana-infused fingers, the floor opened and a passageway opened.
“… … .”
It’s a mysterious sight that would make anyone see it, but the masked people didn’t change their eyes as if they couldn’t feel anything.
“Come in.”
As if Lesia knew that, she went into the aisle first without much reaction.
Whoops!
As soon as all the masked people entered the aisle, she touched the wall. The open ceiling closed, and the split lake returned to its original form.
“This way.”
As soon as the door closed, Lesia ran through the passage leading the masked people.
Her steps were so fast that it was difficult for most uninhabited people to catch up, but none of the masked people were lagging behind.
Tuuk!
Lesia stopped walking and turned around when she saw the dozens of iron bars that were holding dead soldiers.
“You worked hard to get here. Mr. Valmail.”
Lecia bowed her head to the masked man standing in front.
“Lesia.”
The tall, fierce-eyed masked man lowered his chin slowly.
“You know he’s interested in this place, right?”
“of course.”
Lesia carefully bowed her head.
“Is the improvement of the signer going well?”
“If we use the materials that Mr. Balmail brought, we will definitely be able to improve.”
She looked at Balmail with calm eyes as if she was confident.
“hmm.”
As Balmail gestured back, the masked men laid their hands on the floor.
Whoaaaaagh!
The black shadows rising from their grips spewed out nearly two hundred people.
About sixty people on the right exhaled a low breath as if they were alive, and the people on the left had already stopped breathing.
“The living material is sixty-two, and the dead material is one hundred and thirty. All of them are Expert or higher, and there are three Masters.”
Balmail raised his finger and pinched the master directly.
“Until the Master!”
Lesia confirmed the status of the Masters and nodded her head.
“Let’s go up together. You two will be very welcome.”
“done. Seeing those old people just makes me feel dirty.”
Valmail waved his hand as if he was not interested.
“… All right.”
Lesia lightly beckoned, and the assassins hiding around the prison popped out and began putting the people Balmail had taken out behind bars.
Because the touch was rough, the people who were alive came to their senses one by one.
“What, what… .”
“Where am I… .”
“Who are you!”
The warriors screamed while being locked in a cage, but Lesia and Balmail didn’t pay attention.
“How about this season?”
“Everything, Danjeon… .”
“The aura is blocked!”
“this!”
They tried to break the cage, but their lips trembled when they realized they couldn’t operate their auras.
“Then I will report back.”
Lecia locked up all the warriors and climbed the stairs at the end of the passage.
“these guys! Get me out now! Do you know who I am?”
A middle-aged soldier who came to his senses belatedly shook the barricade and screamed.
“I am the Master of House Chicheron… .”
“It’s Sycheron.”
When the name of the family came up, Balmail was the first to move. He approached the man who shouted that he was from the Shicheron family and gave a sad smile.
“It’s Chicheron, it’s Sieghard, and it means nothing to me.”
“Now, wait… .”
Mu-in leaned back as if feeling fear from his laughter.
“Where are you going? Master of the Shicheron family.”
Balmail twisted his lips and plucked out the soldier’s right pupil with his fingers.
“Quaaaaaagh!”
As he collapsed with a scream, everyone who had been screaming for him to be taken out shut their mouths and their eyes trembled.
“It’s nice to be quiet.”
It was when Valmail brushed off his blood-soaked hands.
Chiyiying!
Dozens of daggers stretched out from behind him like flying falcons and pierced the hearts of the assassins and masked men hiding in the cracks of the prison.
“what… Whoops!”
Balmail tried to move before looking back, but before he knew it, a black blade was sticking out of his heart.
“this person… .”
“Isn’t Sieghart meaningless?”
Raon, who dyed his black hair and black eyes, covered Balmail’s mouth and let out an eerie smile.
“It doesn’t look like that.”
