A Famous Traitor and Treacherous Genius

210 – Sword Master (5)

Chasing a running enemy is always a hassle.

Mainly, I was the one chasing fugitives before the ‘execution’, and I was the one running away after the execution.

That’s why I prefer muskets.

If the goal is to kill those who are running away, it is important to shoot them from a distance without having to get close.

But you can’t carry a musket.

Now, as an Imperialist Gray, it wouldn’t be strange to always carry a musket, but for now, I don’t have one.

However.

I definitely have something to replace the musket in my hands right now.

Whirick.

Lightly lift the cane and aim the tip forward.

When you lightly tap the handle of the cane, the tip falls down and becomes fixed like a handle.

‘How hard did it take to make this?’

Because it is an in-house manufactured product, no one knows all the functions of this wand.

Externally, I would twist the cane handle to pull out the sword from inside, but I can adjust the cane as much as I want by adjusting the joint state of the handle.

Just like a musket.

Click.

The tip of the cane, the part that touches the ground – pulls the cover up.

The only thing that comes up is the gray ring at the end of the cane, and the cover blocking the bottom rolls on the floor as if a part has fallen.

“aaah—“

Head towards the knight running away on horseback and place the back of his head exactly into the ring.

“Ta-ang.”

Then, lightly push the mana into the staff and release the mana.

Ta-ang.

With the sound of a gunshot, the mana fired from inside the staff becomes a ‘bullet’ and flies out, hitting the knight’s neck precisely.

The shape of the bullet is not like the lead bullet typical of muskets used in the Empire, but rather like the tip of the blade inside my staff.

Release of sword energy.

A type of imperial swordsmanship, a long-distance attack used by those who have reached master level.

It is an ignorant technique that mainly releases the aura with a powerful explosion when an auror blade is placed on top of the blade and rams the auror itself into the enemy, but I am using it effectively.

-You want to inject only the end? Why don’t you say you’ll only build auras in the areas that touch the enemy? Like the arrowhead and shaft… Wait, is this possible?

It was originally a technique that originated from the Imperial Swordsmanship.

-…I don’t think it’s impossible. Let’s study it.

With someone’s help, I was able to complete the technique.

-If I were to give it a name…Yeah. What? Technical names are meaningless? It’s foolish. It certainly doesn’t seem effective to give a technology name, but only by giving it a technology name can you feel that it’s ‘yours’.

If we were to speak in imperial language, wouldn’t shout out the name of a technology be called ‘copyright’?

In that sense, this technology is extremely simple.

White silver bullet.

The arrowhead has a silvery gray aura.

The magic power that spews out from the back of the arrow is a large amount of mana absorbed from the Somnus flower.

And it is not in the form of an arrow or magic missile, but in the form of a bullet that rotates in a long cylinder and flies with an explosion, hitting the enemy.

-If we were to give it a nostrum-style name…Yeah. I guess we can define it as a ‘silver bullet’.

An old person who was serious about naming technology named this technology that way, but it’s fine with me.

Even if this technology is discovered by the Habsburgs who might be watching from somewhere, ‘time’ is important to me right now.

Ta-ang, bang, ta-ang.

Every time you shoot, the knights fall.

Those who run away and those who lose their will and fall down all bleed to the ground with silver bullets stuck in their necks.

The bullet has the shape of a blade and is inserted vertically, but if fired at just the right angle, it has the destructive power to accurately split the esophagus, trachea, and even the cervical vertebrae.

‘You can’t run away. Really, I don’t have time.’

Time is not a waste.

The reason I cut off Marquis Zeros Barcel’s head right away without dealing with him for too long was all out of consideration for them.

Ta-ang.

“…”

Killed everyone, including the last Knight of the Golden Dawn.

After checking the mana remaining in my body, I returned the staff to its original state.

“Where are you talking…”

Hehe.

Even the horses run away.

They deliberately killed only the riders and made them fall, but as soon as the riders fell, the horses ran away, saying, “Go ahead and save me!”

“…”

If I had known this would happen, I would have hid the words I borrowed from Viscount Balzac somewhere.

No.

If he had ridden it, Zeros Barcel would have shot the horse first, and the horse would have died that way.

‘But there’s no law telling you to just run.’

The good news is that there is one horse left.

Judging by the fact that someone had tied the reins to a tree and driven a stake into the tree, it appears that he got off his horse for a moment and then ran away without even thinking about getting back on.

Fu, purr…

From noble mtl dot come

Words distance themselves from me.

“Hey.”

I slowly approached the horse and lightly patted its back.

“If I don’t go quickly, the war will break out. Won’t you help me for a moment?”

Purr…

“Anyway.”

A horse raised as a warhorse of the 1st Knights is afraid of a man covered in blood, so how could one go into battle with a horse like this?

‘This is why Conquistador chose the bike.’

This is one of the reasons why I gave up horseback riding, which I had learned for a long time.

For a long time, war horses only practiced running while wearing barding, and they never had blood splashed on their faces or ridden blood-soaked knights during actual military training.

Even if I didn’t see human blood, I wouldn’t have had this reaction if I had seen blood against monsters in the contaminated area over there.

‘I’m sorry, but I can’t help it.’

I am in a hurry.

I have to go to Gibraltar right now.

* * *

* * *

“Whoa, whoa.”

Late at night.

It was close to midnight or dawn, but I managed to arrive at the Lord’s Castle in the Gibraltar domain.

“Count…?”

“No.”

Although he said he rushed over because his head was soaked with blood and he did not have time to wash it properly, a soldier who saw me in the dark mistook me for my father.

“Hehe, hehe…?! Hey, Master Gray!! How did this come about…!”

“We were attacked. Where is my father…”

Wow.

“…Are you here?”

“What’s going on?”

Before I could find my father, he fell from the sky.

To be exact, as soon as he saw me at the window of Yeongju Castle, he immediately opened the window and ran over.

“I thought you were at Castle Caroline.”

“As the situation was, I planned to stay at the count’s castle on official business until Camp Lemberi ended and Carlos returned.”

“What about your mother?”

“I am staying in the room of the mansion with Lettar and his younger siblings. Lettar is here too, so you don’t have to worry about his younger siblings going out somewhere.”

Her mother also takes good care of her younger siblings, but at the same time, Lethar is the eldest daughter of her.

I heard that they are taking good care of the children born below so that they do not go astray, and like Lettar, they control them and do not turn into a noir (age 7).

The problem is…

“Father.”

“Who are you?”

My father looks very bad right now.

He’s in such a bad mood right now that I have to look out for him.

“It’s not a story to share outside, but…”

“Everyone will find out anyway.”

“Still, it could be a problem for no reason. Just for a moment, this way.”

“…”

I got off the horse and pushed it to where the soldiers were.

Fu, purr.

The soldiers were embarrassed by the red blood that had spread to the horse’s saddle and fur, and my father closed his eyes for a moment, opened them, and took a deep breath as he saw the blood.

“Are you Balzac?”

“Still, I’m your father-in-law.”

“Gray Gibraltar.”

“…Marquis Zeroth Barcel and others were the Knights of the Golden Dawn.”

I obediently told my father the truth.

“What happened to those people?”

“Everyone is dead. Correction. Killed.”

“I see.”

“Yes.”

I already killed them all.

“Father.”

So.

“First of all, calm down…”

“I don’t avoid a fight.”

I came here to calm my father down, but I guess it backfired.

“This is a problem before it is a question of loyalty to the country and treason. How could a father stand by and stand by when his child was almost assassinated?”

“Father, that’s why I came to kill him. Marquis Zeros Barcel has passed away, and the place we need to go is the funeral home.”

The sudden death of the leader of the Kingdom’s 1st Knights.

I’m not sure if it will be officially revealed, but whether it’s concealed or revealed, Marquis Zeros is dead.

“How did I revive him with black magic, so that he could not move around as a corpse doll? I cut off his head and destroyed his heart. Although I was in a hurry to collect the body, I did not do anything.. ..”

“It was a good thing I killed that person. Of course it was the right thing to do, but it was definitely a good thing I killed him without hesitation.”

My father came towards me, stretched out the sleeve of his white shirt and started rubbing my head.

“Father. “The blood of the uncle is on us.”

“What if your sleeves get a little dirty? Go wash your head first. I’ll take care of the rest.”

“Isn’t that why I ran like this so that my father wouldn’t be able to take care of everything? I couldn’t even wash my hair in the stream.”

“So, rest well and leave everything to the Margrave of Gibraltar.”

“…I’d like to ask you one question.”

I looked straight at my father.

“Are you going to do war?”

“Of course.”

“How long have you heard?”

“Probably everything that happened right before you left.”

“…”

“The Duke of Winchester contacted me directly. He said that whatever choice I made, he would mediate from a neutral position, but he would only do so.”

“The Duke of Winchester personally to your father…?”

“Of course. They told me to take care of it. Do it in accordance with the principles, laws, and traditions.”

Once again, I got goosebumps down my spine.

“Are you saying that the Grand Duke, who is supposed to mediate disputes between nobles, said that? Seriously?”

“Yes, the Archduke said so. If Gray Gibraltar tries to persuade you, say this and he will definitely understand.”

My father rubbed the dark red blood on his sleeve with his hand.

“The burned train was said to be borrowed property that went to the grand duke’s nephew’s sister-in-law.”

“…”

“Governing directly would be like holding a trial as a prime minister and grand duke, but this is a different story.”

His father grabbed the knife at his waist.

“Grey.”

The margrave raised his sword.

“I will ‘duel’ against the Marquis de Barcel.”

“…”

“You already started it, Gray.”

“Yes, well. But…The Marquis is dead, so does the duel count?”

“Even though Zeros Barcel is dead, the Marquis Barcel remains. The family loyal to Saint Geo Nostrum.”

A war called a duel.

“It’s a territory battle.”