BJ Swordmaster
Chapter 126
Chapter 126 Holland (3)
It’s weird. Something’s wrong.’
From the moment he entered the estate to the moment he arrived at Yeongju Castle.
Lucas Camilton was obsessed with a clear sense of falsehood.
‘It’s more than one thing or two. All of them, even the way they decorated the interior…….’
It was weird, it was strange. What was even stranger was that it wasn’t all a big deal.
There are no children on the street.
The fact alone made it impossible to catch a man under his command, and it was ambiguous to question him in detail.
What if they’re all in one place for the purpose of teaching children something?
True or not, as soon as such an answer came back, the issue was almost pushed back from priority.
It’s too perfect. It’s as if you’ve been preparing for today for days and days……I’m in trouble.’
Lucas believed in his own feeling.
No, in this case, the expression “I can’t help but believe” was correct.
The moment I entered the permanent residence.
The “perfectly” preparation of everything created a strong repulsion.
Even the last name of the duke-level great nobility cannot be this perfect.
“These are the men who served the Duke of Holland. You’re a skilled servant, so you’ll be able to use it well.”
The servant was not a servant. In the eyes of Lucas, a three-star knight, they had no problem putting them in the battlefield right now.
It was perfect for that.
They couldn’t see the mistake that ordinary servants had to make.
Furniture, paintings and ornaments were perfectly arranged without a grain of dust, and so were people. There was someone needed where needed.
Ever since I met the guard Bryson.
Lucas Camilton moved to his office in the castle as if possessed by something.
“…Bryson. Where is the Earl of Holland?”
Still, guard Bryson was by Lucas’ side. That’s why Lucas ordered it to be.
Bryson politely reported to Lucas.
“He’s on his way back from urgent business. He asked me to say sorry. But the preparation for the handover is through us…….”
“No, there you go. I was already feeling it with my body. I know what kind of person Holland was. This place is really……the land has no problem.”
“Thank you.”
Bryson smiled broadly. It was a smile full of pride in the land where he was born and raised.
Lucas nodded his head.
I looked around a few times and opened my mouth.
“It’s gonna be a while before you get back, right?”
“Yes, but I’ve been informed that he’ll be back by this evening at the latest.”
“You’re going to the royal family?”
“That’s right.”
“It’s something to celebrate. Now that you have taken over the land that you have built so well, you should not disgrace your name.”
Bryson smiled. That smile of trusting you. Lucas said.
“I’ll have to look back at the estate. Prepare your entourage.”
“What?”
“The inspection. Shouldn’t you be aware of the overall situation before you return?”
“Oh, if that’s what you’re saying, I’ve already prepared it. Perhaps the report is…….”
“No, I’m thinking of seeing it for myself. I don’t believe in letters. At least the first time I think I have to look at it with two eyes.”
“But you must have been tired of coming all the way here.”
“That’s not true.”
“Then……”.”
Bryson’s attitude became awkward. Lucas’ expression was tough. No matter what he said, he was showing signs that he would not be defeated.
It was the next moment that his neck was broken.
Crack!
Lucas opened his eyes, and Bryson fell like a broken doll.
“Marshal!”
“I see you, lord. Sir Henry’s instructions were made. They murdered the Duke of Holland, impersonating the lord’s name and mocking the people here.”
“…Murder the noble?”
Lucas opened his mouth wide. Frankly, the rest was not surprising.
I was suspicious, and I was ready to fight.
But killing nobles.
It’s not something that’s never been tolerated here in Ballaran.
“You murdered the king’s knight?”
“The body was not found. I overheard the conversation and was agonizing over the treatment of the lord.”
“My treatment……”.”
“They said we’d have to wait and see. He said it would be better to deal with it after the relationship with the surrounding lords was severed.”
“…do you think the new lord will see?”
Lucas smiled in vain. It was ridiculous.
To be honest, it is true that one’s ability as a knight lags behind.
At most, three-star.
If the group occupying this estate had overpowered the Duke of Holland, Lucas would not be able to overpower them with his own force alone.
But the power of the aristocracy did not come from its own sword.
Your Highness is not the one to give Camilton this assignment. You didn’t know the details.’
The king must have thought Holland was just a “poor estate.” But from the moment Lucas gets to know the situation, the news will one day enter the royal family.
Lucas knew the Duke of Redwood, where he had his son Henry Camilton. Henry also had a point of contact with royal knights.
Those who are meticulous enough to devour the territory for years would have figured it out earlier.
That’s why I was able to step up here.
Lucas himself may face an unreasonable situation, but from that moment on, he was confident that the issue of the estate here would be resolved.
The moment the news gets out.
The elite of the royal family will sweep away the lands.
But
Contrary to Lucas’s idea, the gang here had other means.
“I found this.”
Marshall pulled out a pocket with a calm face. It was a little smaller than a fist.
Lucas accepted with a sour face.
As soon as I pulled it nearby, a bitter scent pierced my nose. Lucas frowned unknowingly.
I untied the strap that tied the pockets.
The contents were seeds of plants.
Green seeds. The surface was covered with sticky mucus, with dense fine hairs growing on it.
“…Mohad’s seed!”
“Yes, they used it for the Duke of Holland.”
“The seeds of Mohad in Ballaran are still……did they really use it?”
“I’ll look into the source. Also, the amount stored was considerable. It was enough to distract hundreds of people if it was processed properly.
Throughout the report, Marshall had a face of no perturbation.
Even though I twisted a person’s neck just before.
But Lucas couldn’t do that.
“The seed of Mohad……then I understand that the estate has reached this point. And if it’s hundreds…….”
The official name is Mohad’s seed.
However, it was actually a better-known object under the name of ‘the seed of dreams’.
Reagents, which are used as ingredients for various reagents, were made of dream seeds, and they all had tremendous power.
For example, it completely destroys the spirit of the person who took it, or it causes the person to cough up blood just by smelling it.
“Thank you, Marshall. If it weren’t for you, I’d be stuck. I need to get out of here first. If you’re under the pretext of having business left under your command of Redwood, it doesn’t matter if it’s forced to break through. I’ve prepared a horse…….”
Lucas was usually cool, but even he could not be calm under the name of the seed of dreams.
“I’ll have to write to the royal family. If you fail, could you tell Henry this news?”
“Sir Henry is waiting near the estate.”
Marshall calmed down such Lucas.
To be exact, attention was turned to other issues.
“No, you can’t do that’s not allowed. Please tell him he’s not allowed in. I’d rather get out on my own.”
“I’m waiting for your permission.”
“What do you mean permission?”
“Sir Henry is not alone. Excuse me for a moment.”
“I can’t believe I’m not alone.….”
Marshall approached the door of the Oval Office. Soon the door opened and twisted someone’s neck.
A quick and accurate movement that could not even scream.
To Lucas, stunned by the lack of reality, Marshall delivered the outside situation.
“We have the power to beat all our enemies here, and we have ruled out all the dangers.”
“By Henry’s side?”
“Yes.”
Lucas was speechless. I heard something so different from what I expected.
And to be honest.
From the moment he heard Marshall’s story, Lucas was feeling the tension he had felt a little while ago melted away.
“Then to say that I’m waiting for my permission…….”
“May I enter?”
I didn’t know it was really a question like this.
In fact, I didn’t know if I deserved to answer, but Lucas nodded.
“…Of course I should. I authorize it.”
***
Pamela turned 40 this year.
The husband passed away four years ago and had a 15-year-old son.
Her day was long.
It was early in the morning and was not until late in the evening that he could return home. It was no different from a hut made by freezing boards.
He ate a meal with vegetable soup and hard bread, and cared for his son who didn’t eat well.
Since when did this happen?
Pamela remembered, but it was hard to recall.
The next day was the same day. When the sky was still dark, he went to work on the farm, cleared his mind and collected crops.
The janitor was watching the workers with a double wick in his eyes, as if he could not allow a little leeway.
It was the same up to that point.
The change happened suddenly.
“Huh?”
Someone broke into the farm. The horse was a farm, in fact, where plants could be grown inside the building.
“Look at these bastards. Who dares to….”
The supervisor’s throat flew in the air when he got up.
He couldn’t even leave a terminal.
Of course, Pamela understood what had happened a beat later.
‘This is how you die.’
At first Pamela thought so. I remembered the face of my son who was left alone at home. First, I remembered my husband who had left, and soon I could picture the situation I was facing.
But again this time things went against her expectations.
“The new lord has spoken. Holland has become Camilton, and you will be able to return to normal life.”
The man who blew the manager’s throat said in a calm voice.
Pamela still doesn’t understand the situation.
The man told me to go home, and yet Pamela and other workers were at a loss.
“…stop working and rest.”
Only when the man offered a compromise did the workers regain their peace of mind.
I sat with my hips stuck in the cramped chair.
The man left, and there was silence. It wasn’t until a long time before someone plucked up the courage to say it.
“What did he just say?”
The name Holland came out, and Camilton came out.
He also served as the new lord.
I didn’t say it, but everyone thought the same thing.
Something may change.
The scene you just saw may be the beginning of the change.
It’s been a long time.
Pamela felt like she was about to burst into tears.
The situation was similar elsewhere.
No, the same thing was happening all over Holland.
As if surrounding the territory, the people who surrounded it gradually went inside and blew the managers’ throats.
“Holland became Camilton.”
“The new lord did not condone this situation.”
“Stop the operation. Go home and wait for your family.”
The intruders left the same message.
Most of the Yeongjimin did not return home as soon as possible, but they still felt something had happened.
And then.
Henry Camilton, who created this situation.
“We’re not letting anyone out of here today.”
The main gate of Yeongju Castle had been cut in half.
BJ Swordmaster
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