Knights, Let’s Smash Them

143 – Lubern Trilogy: Reload

“My name is Phillips. He seems to be from the South, but to be honest, it’s highly likely that he’s undercover. He is currently the permanent advisor to the artist after Kara Han. Other vassals also said that he was a person who couldn’t approach him hastily.”

“Anyone can see that they are warlocks, but what are the priests belonging to the Emperor’s Office doing there?”

“If they were competent, things wouldn’t have gone this far. You think it’s just one side. In fact, that’s what normal priests look like. Extremely secular bastards claiming to be proud of the teachings of God. That’s why even recovery magic isn’t cool these days.”

It’s been two days since I entrusted the request to Continental.

While going to Strarum to deal with the situation, I met Carl, the inn owner, who visited the village.

This time he was disguised as a grocer, but since it was an inn known only to those in the know, no one recognized him.

“So what are the main routes you have identified?”

“There is an abandoned mansion in the north of the Marquis’s capital, and it seems that they live there. There are no servants in that large mansion, but doesn’t it smell strange?”

“That’s right. Anyone can see that it is a nest.”

I nodded and took the map and potion Carl brought.

“Here is the memorandum, the report… ….”

“Wait for now. If it goes well, there’s no need to submit a false report.”

“Are you considerate?”

“Aren’t we living by helping each other anyway? If you damage Continental’s credibility, it will be difficult to deal with.”

“You should make at least three bottles of red wine. That’s something very serious.”

Karl chuckled. It was the sound of an eerie laugh, like a back alley classic.

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This was the scary thing about the Continental.

In the Information Guild, trust has a much higher value than money.

Because the request I made was a request with that trust as collateral.

Even if the Marquis of Karahan was the opening venue, it was clear that he would not have planned the crazy thing of ‘assassination of the emperor’. So, strictly speaking, the Continental Rupel branch is submitting a false report to the Imperial Family Inspector’s Office.

Of course, he had such a strong feeling, and the situation in the Marquis of Karahan was so desperate that a conspiracy to assassinate the emperor came out.

It’s good for me to not do anything that might get caught.

I had no choice but to use it this time, but it’s a thousand times more comfortable not to be involved with the Continental if possible.

“Anyway, if possible, decorate the scene well. Wouldn’t that make it easier to talk behind your back?”

“I will do my best.”

Aside from that, what was obtained were several forged documents and traces of them to be submitted as evidence of treason. It would be pretty to burn the imperial flag and decorate the warlock’s house with all sorts of anti-imperialist symbols.

Just like that, Carl handed over the traitorous evidence package (10 gold coins) to the Marquis of Karahan and disappeared.

“I’m going to go to the Marquis’s territory.”

“Yes? Oh no, what are you going to do!! Luvern? Lubern Administrator!!”

“Xianne, do you believe me?”

“Oh really…… !!!”

I rode a horse alone and headed for the Marquis’ Territory. Since we can’t beat Farneri out of the blue, we’ll have to beat the warlock first.

***

Same time.

Saint Catherine Sisela also had similar thoughts to Luverne. To be precise, she didn’t think that she should bring down the writer Hu for treason, but that she should visit the Marquis Lyeong.

In a way, it was natural. She was a saint of the Emperor’s Office, as well as a heretic inquisitor and combat nun.

It was still just a heart attack, but what the Marquis of Karahan did now was enough to break the Emperor’s basic stance of ‘no intervention’.

Catherine wanted to finish things quickly before they got bigger.

This is the Marquis Territory from a tour a few weeks ago. If another problem arises there, it is clear that this time it will never go over as smoothly as the last time.

The Imperial Court is experiencing internal and external confusion due to the recent resurgence of the Blue Cross Society and the current emperor’s health problems.

If further confusion is added, the theory of the saintess’ responsibility will also arise.

‘Because those insidious inspirations might use this as an excuse… ….’

Catherine Sisela closed her eyes for a moment and raised her prayers. No response came back from her, but she could feel her head clearing.

Her God, whom she loves, has always been watching over her even when she is invisible.

In the end, the conclusion she came to after much thought was to visit her Marquis Lyeong alone. It was an official tour last time, but in order to accurately grasp the situation that the Marquis of Karahan was suffering from, the official route was to be avoided as much as possible.

Is the position of a saintess a little big?

Currently staying in Rupel alone, there are two cardinal-level priests, two elite knights from the Order of the Holy Knights, from escorts and attendant priests to heretic inquisitors.

Every time she moves, a large crowd of thirty people accompanies her.

It was something to be thankful for paying attention to protocol and escort, as it is a status, but when you are surrounded by such a splendid and large ceremony, you miss the things you can see.

In fact, Katrin often had this kind of experience before. She used to get out of the court hall alone and deal with complicated cases all along.

Her, anyway, if you look at her divine power alone, there are only a handful of people who are superior to her in the entire Fa.

Her position as an adviser to the Heretic Inquisition and the leader of the combat nuns was not a position that could be reached simply by her divine power or character.

Katrin said she knew where to hit a person so that her bones could be crushed without endangering her life.

She was good at splitting the skulls of the wicked in need of a proper judgment.

“Ethan, I need to go.”

“I understand, Lady. I will prepare right now.”

After completing her brief prayer, Katrin immediately made her decision. When she conveyed this to Ethan, who was always in charge of her escort even at the court of law, she passed her robe of deterrence to her Katrin as if he already knew.

It was a rugged robe, but that’s why it’s even more inconspicuous.

The night Alroy of Luberne went to her Marquis Territory.

A man and woman on horseback passed through the entrance to the village of Strarum following a man.

***

After running non-stop throughout the day, I was able to arrive at the capital of the Marquis of Karahan. I handed some silver coins to the guards who were asking for an inspection and shook the poppies I had brought with me.

Then they exchanged glances with each other and let them in through the gates.

It was clear that he thought he was just a smuggler.

As soon as we entered the city, we headed north. It’s no wonder that a young warlock has built a nest. The northern section was more f*cked than any other street where security was a mess.

“Hey, that’s a face I haven’t seen before. This place is occupied by our Red Pig gang. You have to pay the toll to pass, if you don’t like it, go over there.”

“Hey bro! Come here. You look like a peddler. Did you touch any money today?”

“Oooh~ I’m hot girl~ Do you want to go there for something nice?”

In Petalonto, it was Legend who ran into three gangsters in a row that were hard to see even one.

A random encounter with a 300% chance of winning.

Mangem also has no way to have such a mangem.

It was just ridiculous that it was real.

Those who merely threaten me draw out their swords and show them.

Those who want to attack me have to cut off their wrists first.

The strange guys gave me a few fairy tales, and I bowed my back at 90 degrees.

Just giving off the atmosphere of being a dangerous guy who seems to have a story is enough to avoid it on its own.

It was a characteristic of the region where security was poor.

‘How much do I have for back alley jjamjji, these jjamjji bastards… ….’

That’s when.

Once you did that sh*t, you fought until someone left. There was no distinction between men and women. It was like, if you shove the belly first, he’ll take all that’s left.

As a result, you had to take care of the strong and be shameless with the weak in order to survive.

Especially in the case of an untouchable like me who has neither background nor background.

‘It makes me angry thinking about that time. Shouldn’t he have just swept it away and come back?’

It’s an area untouched by security anyway, so there shouldn’t have been any problems even if they went wild.

There is no need to scratch and make a boil, cancer.

After passing through such a gloomy and smelly back alley, as soon as one arrives at an ominous mansion.

I could feel the magi spreading thickly throughout the garden.

‘He has no intention of hiding it. But…… The parish in charge was smashed, so it wouldn’t be strange to be proud.’

To think that the priests of the parish that should have filtered out the black magicians are collaborating with the black magicians and taking their wealth.

I thought I had gone as far as the Imperial Court.

So, doesn’t that mean that Count Rupel’s precious donations have been going straight to these idiots?

‘It’s a waste.’

I carefully climbed over the fence, biting my lips bitterly.

Then, he slowly drew his sword while looking at the garden, which stretched out wide but showed no sign of life.

Everything has a price.

Tonight, no matter who comes here, no matter what, I won’t be able to greet the morning.

Everything.