Episode 32. The road to the tower
An imperial bloodline that is said to be the richest person on the continent and the powerhouse of Legion, a neutral region.
‘Pierre de Bourbon.’
He lightly pulled his beard, which was wavy like a pig’s tail, and shook his wine glass in an elegant pose.
“So, you’re saying that you want the next match to be against someone with the name of Strange.”
A large man wearing a black cloak bowed his head deeply.
“Yes, Marquis Pierre.”
“Hmm, that’s really interesting. Not only did Strange appear in the arena… “You’re showing hostile intentions towards us.”
“He is probably one of the collateral children who received Strange’s blood. He says he’s aiming for a gold class badge to go into the dungeon… .”
“Are you aiming for a gold class badge to go into the dungeon? No, if it’s the real Strange, is there really a need to do that?”
“So I thought what he said was a lie. And this was the answer I got back.”
A large man opened the box.
Ferreira’s head visible inside showed Strange’s answer.
“Hey! Hey, clean it up. “How dare you show such disrespect during a meal!”
“sorry. However, I thought the Marquis should know for sure, so I showed it to you. “What kind of relationship does Strange plan to maintain with us going forward?”
“… … .”
“No matter how much they say they are the best swordsmen on the continent. “Isn’t it okay to put up with it after killing a knight named Bourbon so cruelly?”
Bourbon’s Pierre and Strange’s Lois are marquises in the same position among the five ranks given by the emperor.
The difference is that Royce proved her power by conquering the south on her own, and Pierre was able to take that position because he was born into the royal family.
Although they are on equal footing in terms of results, the two have taken different paths so far.
Pierre had a hard time understanding this incident.
On this continent where the Glazers now hold hegemony, it would be better to join hands and keep the wizards in check rather than being wary of oneself.
Why bother to start a fight in the first place?
Hmm-
“Then let’s do it this way. “I will make room for you to have a match with that kid named Strange.”
“Thank you, Marquis.”
“However, please do not draw a line between me and Strange because of this incident.”
“What do you mean?”
Pierre shook his wine glass and took a light sip.
Horok.
“As Baron Duff knows, Strange is our biggest customer. Rather than simply evaluating them based on the size of their military force, it is better not to turn against each other when considering the pursuit of future interests.”
“B-but. In this case, they go first-”
“that. russia. you. peel! What I am saying is that I will host a match between them and Sir Duff so that they can clear up their misunderstandings. Anyway, if you have the skills of Baron Duff, wouldn’t you be able to easily defeat Strange’s child?”
“… … .”
“Show him that you are formidable, and indeed, how outstanding our knights of the Bourbon Knights are. And we just need to create a space where this matter can be resolved through dialogue.”
“Marquis Pierre, I’m sorry, but this is not a matter that can be easily overlooked. “They killed my men.”
bang!
Marquis Pierre hit the table with his wine glass.
“The head that fell this time was one of my subordinates. Next time it could be all of us.”
“… … .”
“The opponent is Strange. Please move as carefully as possible.”
Duff clenched his fists. He wanted to object to Marquis Pierre, but he did not open his mouth.
Knowing that even if the conversation went on for a long time, he would not get the answer he wanted to hear, he simply bowed his head to show that he understood, and then whispered as he left Marquis Pierre’s room.
“Damn it.”
* * *
Deacon Devery spoke to me with a nonchalant expression.
“Master, I will send troops right now to annihilate the Bourbon Knights within the Legion.”
His convictions were very firm.
The idea is to declare war, saying that no matter how much Pierre de Bourbon inherits the blood of the imperial family, he can never forgive him for challenging Strange.
I answered, taking a short sip of the black tea in my cup.
“no. “I will take care of this matter.”
“… There is no need for you to get your hands dirty. Since they were the first to make a mistake this time, the Lois family will also give permission for a counterattack.”
“I want to counterattack myself. Your father would want you to do the same. “It was my fault, so I hope you can solve it yourself.”
Diberi hesitated for a moment while looking at my face, then smiled brightly and nodded.
“As expected, Master Dean is different. “I can’t believe you thought so deeply about us at that age.”
What does this mean?
“If anything goes wrong, the imperial family may punish us, so you said you would personally step in to prevent any further comments. Well, even if Strange’s name is behind Strange’s name… . “We cannot stop the waves of the Marquis of Bourbon.”
I felt like I was misunderstanding something, but the direction of my thoughts wasn’t bad so I just agreed.
“Then let me handle this matter. “I’d like to ask you one favor.”
“What is that?”
“I was going to play the next match in the arena, and I found out that the Silver Class and the Gold Class can be in the same bracket?”
DeBerry rubbed his chin with an interesting expression.
“Of course.”
“I would like to join the Bourbon Knights there, and I would like you to establish a link with them. “If the confrontation is successful, this matter can be handled easily.”
“The arena’s bracket… .”
“Is that possible?”
“Sure, it’s a simple thing. “The current Legion arena manager is also a member of our Strange team.”
“A manager?”
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“Yes, he was the leader of a mercenary group that played a major role in the Northern War. “He is now living quietly under the orders of the Lois family.”
This is my first time hearing this story.
Well, I didn’t know or be curious about them in my past life, so even if I heard about them, I wouldn’t have put it in my mind.
“What is his name?”
“Jack, this is Jack Clark.”
“Jack Clark? “This is my first time hearing this name.”
“You may not have seen him because he only stayed in the diamond class.”
“okay.”
If that’s the case, then he must be someone I’ve never seen in my past life.
Because I’ve never been to a diamond class before.
“I will ask you to visit the mansion as soon as possible.”
“No, I know your name anyway, so I’ll go and meet you in person.”
“All right. “Then, please tell us the name of the party of the Bourbon Knights you would like to meet and the date you want, and we will make arrangements right away.”
“Yes, we haven’t decided on a date yet. “I will send it to you with the party name through Rox.”
“You will do that. Oh! And the auction you mentioned is taking place this evening. “After checking the items, they said there were two corpses of ‘Beast Giants’.”
“Dinner tonight?”
“Yes, if you would like to go see the item in person, please let me know. “If you are accompanying us, we will reserve a seat for you in advance.”
* * *
That evening.
Dark clouds filled the Legion’s sky.
As the alley was filled with so much darkness that it was difficult to distinguish between the falling raindrops and the road ahead, people who had been hiding in secret places appeared one by one.
“… “Are you sure the little guy is heading to the auction house?”
A black cloak hiding in the shadows spoke to me.
A middle-aged man dressed as a hunter looked around with a frightened expression and answered.
“Yes, I saw it with my own eyes. “I set off in a white carriage with a man called Deacon Devery.”
“If the information is somehow false. “Not only you, but your family and everyone you share blood with will die.”
“Well, that’s right!”
The conversation between the two was not long.
Black Cloak handed over a bag containing fairy tales. The hunter who received the bag quickly disappeared from the spot.
“Get ready.”
In the shadows, a person wearing a black cloak raised his hands above his head.
At the same time, hundreds of knights with eagle symbols on their weapons began blocking the roads around the auction house.
Of course, not the main streets where nobles usually pass, but only small, unlit alleys.
Turf, plod, trudge.
A large man wearing a black cloak approached the shadows.
“Nunez, if you fail, everyone dies.”
The person hiding in the shadows slowly revealed himself and answered.
“Please leave it to me, Baron Duff. By the way, even if this operation is successful, Marquis Pierre will be in danger. “Is that okay?”
“Does not matter. Rather, I took this opportunity to turn on all of Bourbon and Strange. “We can just move on to Glazer.”
“Is that possible?”
“Okay, I’m done talking about this with Glazer. The money I saved through Bourbon so far is enough to go on a trip. “If you just kill that kid today, everything will be resolved.”
Duff took off his hood and his eyes were shining.
Five lines across his face sparkled in the light.
“Now, let’s cut off ties with the idiot Marquis Pierre. “It’s time to go to the tower.”
Tap, tap, tap.
Nobles in carriages began to arrive one by one in front of the auction house. Famous rich people in the city enter the auction house laughing. The guard knights guarding the place raised and laid down their weapons every time a carriage arrived, preparing for an enemy invasion.
Some of the dogs had anxious expressions as if they were on guard for something, so they were spies that Duff had planted earlier.
“I heard that the corpse of a beast giant is being auctioned today. Is that true?”
Among the nobles heading to the auction house, a man with a voluptuous physique asked while sweeping his stomach. The skinny man answered as he adjusted his tuxedo.
“That’s true. “It would be best not to target that item.”
“Why?”
“Deaberry Devery of Strange Street visited this morning. “He told me that he would take all the beast giants and that I should know that.”
“Strange?! Hehe – I’m glad I heard about it in advance. “I almost made a mistake.”
“What about mistakes? “The manager will notify you in advance before the auction begins anyway.”
“but… .”
Duff’s spy, who was listening to the story, perked up his ears.
He waited for the conversation to end, and at the same time as the nobles entered the auction house, he looked in the direction of Duff and scratched his neck.
At this, Duff, who was hiding in the alley, nodded and smiled meaningfully.
Ssssssssssssssssshhhh!
The rain is getting thicker.
Soon after, a white carriage arrived.
Mei profit-
The carriage door opens.
Turf, plod, trudge.
A person wearing a white cloak with a cross on it appears.
“See you, Master Verdin!”
The knights guarding the entrance to the auction house held the handles of their weapons tightly.
fantasy,
