Standard of Reincarnation Chapter 63

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The Rule of Reincarnation Episode 63

‘Is it the enemy?’

Vincen was momentarily embarrassed, but quickly regained his composure.

Seeing as Serkun didn’t react much, it seemed like Serkun already knew.

“Ah, are you Deacon Serkun?”

“That’s right, Lord Herka.”

The person who appeared was none other than Herca.

Vincen and Raven were cadets and saluted the head of the Red Fortress.

Herca approached, waving her hand.

There was something resting on her right hand.

‘what?’

It was a small box.

“Because cake is in season these days.”

“Is there a season for cake?”

“uh. there is.”

Herca came closer to Vincennes and handed him a box.

“Eat later. It’s super delicious. Oh, and Vincen. “Would you like to show me the head that Deacon Serkun cut off?”

“Here it is.”

Vincen held out a magically processed cloth.

Inside the cloth was the head of a goblin that had turned black and the head that Serkun had cut off.

“Is this a familiar face?”

“Of course it’s a face I don’t know.”

Herca giggled, then wrapped the cloth again and handed it to Vincen.

Vincen, who accepted the cloth, could not hide his curiosity.

“Why on earth did you come here?”

“I told you. “I came to eat cake.”

“… … .”

“Anyway, I completely agree with you.”

“What do I mean?”

“That means we have to respond at the family level.”

“Does that mean that Lord Herka will also notarize today’s incident?”

“Are you crazy?”

Herka frowned deeply.

“I just hate troublesome things like that.”

He pointed at Serkun with his finger.

“Deacon Serkun notarized it with his actions, so I will be left out. Wow, the opponents are old men from the Presbyterian Church.”

She shook her head and pretended to vomit.

“I hate them the most in the world. See you today too. “It smells really bad, doesn’t it?”

“What does it mean to stink?”

“Bombing. Buy Tamer. Mutant goblin. A high-ranking soldier who appears as a fake. The hidden background that encompasses all of this. Isn’t this mission too harsh for a 9th grade cadet? “What do you think, Deacon Serkun?”

“I am not qualified to evaluate the mission. “I am just Prince Raven’s butler.”

Herca tapped Vincen on the shoulder.

“Those old men at the Presbyterian Church are such clever old men that they didn’t know anything. “Do some digging.”

“Are you saying this was planned by the Presbyterian Church?”

“I don’t know that either. “You know Tilovan, who gave you the mission directly?”

“yes.”

“Do you also remember the elder who accompanied Kagon during the friendly exchange meeting?”

“yes. “I know him as Elder Holliman.”

I bent down slightly and whispered in Vincennes ear.

“Those two are friends? “It’s quite elaborate, isn’t it?”

* * *

A letter was delivered to Bargon.

[Faithful Lord Vargon, I acknowledged that Vincen’s mission was completed because I was afraid that Lord Vargon would be having a hard time. You don’t have to worry about Vincen’s performance of his duties. Well done! Oh, by the way, Vincennes returned to Adenca because of work? I’m the general manager, so that’s okay, right?]

Vargon’s chin trembled as he received the letter.

“Lord Herka… … !”

Herka is currently on vacation.

In other words, his authority as the general manager of the Red Fortress is temporarily suspended.

Since he used his authority as general manager in that situation, things got administratively complicated.

Not only did the records have to be written and stored in the library, but they also had to coordinate with administrative officials, and that was Vargon’s job.

His arm holding the letter was trembling.

“I hate working overtime!”

I thought I would find out more details only when the mission report was uploaded.

Phew-

I sighed deeply and sat down in the chair.

A wrinkle appeared between his eyebrows.

‘Lord Herka is the type of person who doesn’t step forward and do things.’

Why did I bother to go there?

Just as my worries were deepening, another letter was delivered.

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The sender was Vincennes.

[Mission completion report – Regarding the mutant goblin incident.]

It was a four-page mission completion report.

Vargon’s eyes began to fill with affection.

‘From the beginning of the incident to the process and result. It is perfect.’

It was a flawless report.

With just this report, it seemed like it would only take a few minutes to create a report.

‘Was Vincen’s calligraphy like this?’

At most, there were many cases where the mission was performed well but the report was submitted in a messy manner.

As a wizard, Vargon, who belonged to the elite group, found it difficult to read reports from warriors.

But Vincen’s report was different.

It was like a descendant of ‘Arthdalga,’ a famous family of records.

Of course, I received help from Julian in writing the report.

‘Anyway, it’s interesting.’

Bargon’s expression became serious.

Looking at the contents, this was not a mission at the level assigned to a 9th grade cadet.

Vincennes’ return to Adenca seemed to have something to do with this.

‘I wonder what’s going on.’

* * *

Vincen, who returned to the family after a long time, immediately visited Chamberlain Railsa.

“Thank you, Railsa.”

“What do you mean?”

“I heard that the person who moved Master was the chamberlain.”

“It was Merlin’s own choice.”

Railsa did not show much favor towards Vincennes.

“I want to meet my father.”

“The head of the family will be absent for a while. “He will be back by the day after tomorrow at the latest.”

“Right.”

Vincenne closed his mouth for a moment and then opened his mouth again.

“Rail company. “I have a favor to ask.”

“I will decline personal requests.”

“It has to do with black magic. “Maybe it has something to do with the Presbyterian Church.”

“… … .”

Railsa looked around calmly.

I spread the feeling widely and checked to see if anyone overheard.

“Please follow me.”

Vincen walked along Railsa.

Railsa’s room was not luxurious.

It was a small room with only an old wooden bed and a wardrobe.

“Confucius just made a dangerous statement.”

There is a connection between black magic and the Presbyterian Church.

You shouldn’t say things like this without solid evidence.

“If you continue to complain in the Presbytery, it will cause great harm to you, Confucius.”

“Are you worried?”

“no. “I’m telling you the reality.”

“Thank you for your concern.”

Vincen opened the subspace and took out a cloth covering his head.

“You can now manipulate subspace as well.”

“Because the chamberlain recommended a good teacher.”

I didn’t do it.

Railsa, who was about to say that, frowned slightly.

“Is this the head of the mutant goblin that was given to you as a mission?”

“huh.”

Vincen smiled without even realizing it.

‘Do you know the details of my mission?’

If you are not interested, you will not know this.

This means that Railsa bothered to look for it.

“It’s very unique. “It looks like something has gotten through the head and is leaking out.”

“that’s right. Predation came out.”

“What is predation?”

“What warlocks call otherworldly power. Eats creatures and mana. “I almost died too.”

Vincen took off his top and showed his back.

Although the wound was healed using a potion, the scar still remained.

The facial features of his back were unbelievable.

Railsa’s body flinched and trembled.

“… … So what happened to that predation?”

“They taught me that it was gone.”

“Who are you talking about?”

Vincen took out another cloth.

“here.”

A sharp cross section caught my eye.

From the looks of it, it was the head of a fairly disciplined warrior.

“Serkun. “It must be his skill.”

“that’s right.”

Railsa also noticed that this mission was not unusual.

In the past, the man called King Sal made the move himself.

He is someone who has no interest in anything other than Prince Raven’s safety.

“Someone imbued the mutant goblin with dark magic. And I dug a trap. Coincidentally, an elder personally nominated me and sent me on a mission.”

“Is that the elder’s fault?”

Railsa, who had spoken up to that point, quickly spoke again.

“Think deeply.”

It is dangerous to criticize elders.

Vincen is just a fledgling successor candidate who does not even have a proper support base.

Vincen’s words, if done incorrectly, could offend the spirit of the Presbyterian Church.

“If you set a trap on purpose, I will cut off the elder’s head myself.”

“… … .”

Railsa sighed deeply without anyone noticing.

I finally committed it.

“… … “If not, what will you do?”

“Otherwise, the work ability of the Presbytery should be reprimanded.”

“… … .”

“Because I gave that mission to a 9th grade cadet without understanding anything.”

Railsa said nothing for a moment.

‘Either way, the cause lies with Prince Vincennes.’

However, the world does not go as expected.

The power of the Presbyterian Church within Adenka is enormous.

If the Khan symbolizes Adenka’s absolute force, the Presbytery represents everything except force.

‘You can’t do anything with just a cause.’

Vincen continued.

“I felt the energy of Samion in the bombing that happened to me.”

“… … .”

Railsa nodded.

“I will arrange a meeting with the head of the family.”

That night,

Railsa found Vincen’s room.

“Put it on.”

There was a potion in her hand.

“The scar will heal.”

Although I didn’t tell Vincen, it was a first-class priest’s potion that was rumored to be difficult to obtain.

* * *

two days later.

Vincen was able to meet Khan through Railsa’s arrangements.

Vincen showed Khan the same mission report he had sent to Bargon.

“What do you want to say?”

“This is the first assumption. “We can assume that this mission was designed to trap me.”

“Is that a problem?”

Khan would be disappointed in Vincennes if he said that was a problem.

“It’s not a problem.”

In reality, Vincen carried out his mission, and as a result, he was facing Khan.

“However, during the course of the mission, I sensed Samion’s power.”

“… … .”

“It is a pleasure for the elders of Adenka, with the power of Adenka, to verify Adenka’s successor. However, it is unacceptable for the elder of Adenka to use the power of Samion to verify me.”

Khan nodded once, as if satisfied.

“What is the second assumption?”

“The thing is, I didn’t know anything about this incident.”

In the first assumption, ‘cowardly malice’.

In the second assumption, ‘incompetence’ was pointed out.

“I heard that Elder Thilovan and Elder Holliman have a close relationship.”

“Who taught you that?”

“This is Lord Herka.”

“Right.”

When the name Herca came up, Khan seemed to understand everything.

It seemed like there was something Vincen didn’t know.

“Your two assumptions are valid.”

“thank you.”

“Then which side are you leaning on?”

Julian, who had been listening with bated breath, cried out! He let out a scream of emotion.

Julian was very excited.

-You acknowledge us as much as I do!

It wasn’t just a report and the end.

Furthermore, they were even requesting judgment on the report.

It wasn’t a big deal, but it felt like a miracle to Julian.

“In my head, I hope it’s the latter.”

It is better to be incompetent than malicious.

“Why?”

“Because I don’t want the elders of my family to be cowards.”

But then.

A knock was heard.

It was Adenca’s hostess, Bertha.

“I have something to report to you, matriarch.”

She said.

“Elder Tilovan committed suicide. “This is a will.”

The situation began to change rapidly.

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