A Famous Traitor and Treacherous Genius

277 – The Golden Disaster, the Great Depression (7)

I thought that if I flew through the sky, the enemy would not appear.

Not me, but my father and other family members.

So I decided to experiment by operating the golden ship by myself first.

Golden slaves sprouting from the ground in countless numbers.

Among them, there were certainly those who treated flying dragons like limbs.

Perhaps, if the Duke of Winchester dies and becomes a slave to gold, if he is buried with his drake, he will be able to fly in the sky and launch an aerial assault on Gibraltar Castle.

However, since there has been no such case yet, I could not definitively say ‘yes’.

So we flew out the golden airship to test it, but we had no idea that it would attack us at the worst possible time.

Boom!

The drake flew over us and threatened us.

The golden spear blade stretched downwards precisely sliced between us, and passed so quickly that if we got even a little closer, our noses would have been cut.

It wasn’t a particularly threatening attack, but it was clear that the distance between me and Astasia had widened.

“…”

Astasia’s expression becomes cold.

His expression was already bad when he sensed the presence of a flying dragon, but now he was glaring at the flying dragon and golden knight with the intention of catching them and killing them.

“Astacia.”

“…Ah.”

And at my call, she immediately lowered her expression and began to look at me.

“Grey, that is.”

“I really like how you glare at other men like that.”

“Yes…?”

Some people may try to belittle him by saying he’s cold-hearted or vicious, or something like that.

In fact, since her time at the Academy (before her return), Astasia has heard insults from such jealous ladies, and even after she married me, she often heard such comments.

It is the bloodline of the emperor.

And it is Empress Erwin’s bloodline.

Both of them are kind to those who are mine, but they are merciless to those who are not mine – their ‘enemies’.

“Every time I feel that Astasia is not looking at me like that, it makes me feel like I am an important person to her.”

“Grey…”

“In that sense.”

I picked up the cane I had left next to me and swung it towards the sky.

“I will take care of this raider, so could you please wait a moment?”

Ka-euang.

The golden spear blade and the blade protruding from the tip of the staff collide.

When gold and steel collide, it is natural that the steel that has been polished as a weapon is stronger, but if both weapons are imbued with aura, it is a different story.

And if that means a master-level auror.

“Hmm… “

I pushed the attack quite deep, and it actually had an effect.

Suddenly.

He cut down her spear blade and at the same time split her thigh with the Auror blade.

Unfortunately, it did not reach her drake her her, but her gold-stained thigh her her her fell away from the departing drake knight and fell toward the ground.

Dragon Knight?

Even though her thigh was cut off, she took the flying dragon and made a sharp turn and flew towards us again.

“It seems like you don’t know pain.”

“If you are an ordinary human, or even a master level person, if you get cut that much, you will lose your combat power.”

“I guess it’s because they’re undead?”

“That’s right. Because he’s undead… Huh?”

Among the golden armor, something familiar appeared somewhere.

“…No way.”

“Gray, what’s wrong?”

“I feel like I know someone. Astasia, just a moment.”

Before the golden knight flew back, I let go of Astacia’s hand and quickly swung the sword with both of his hands.

Faster than usual.

A slash was fired as if scattering auras, and the materialized magic blade flew out and cut the dragon diagonally.

Suddenly.

A human who has lost his drake cannot fly.

The drake was split in half, blood spraying in the air, and passed by us before disappearing across the deck, leaving behind only a bloody smell.

And as the dragon was cut off, the Golden Knight, who jumped from the dragon’s saddle, landed on the deck with one foot.

Something familiar visible through the golden full-body armor.

“Zero Barcelona. I died underground. Do you think I have to die again to come to my senses?”

The cut marks on the neck, on the outside of the golden slime-like skin, are familiar.

The Knight Commander of the Golden Dawn became a golden slave, still following the same trajectory as when his head was blown away.

[That…Re…Porridge…]

The voice that flowed from the golden helmet was not even a proper language.

It just makes a groaning sound, and even that I was only able to infer part of the sound through the vibration of mana.

“It’s ugly.”

That’s not Zeros Barcel.

The human named Zeros Barcel is already dead, and is a golden slave in the form of Zeros Barcel.

“When they were trying to secretly attack the Barcelona Government General through the underground, there was a guy who looked like he had been killed by a musket. Was he really dead at that time?”

From noble mtl dot come

[I’m going to kill you…!]

“I guess that’s right.”

Now, it is no exaggeration to say that he is the evil spirit Zeros.

“There is a perfect way to attain Buddhahood.”

I drew my sword diagonally, just like I killed the flying dragon.

[Big, huh?]

“A human being dies if a vital area is cut. Whether it is the heart or the brain, the soul is a ghost with substance.”

I cut off Zeros’ head and heart at the same time with my hands.

“I didn’t know which of the two was the vital spot. So I cut them both down.”

Puhwa—————-

A fountain of golden blood bursts from Zeros’ head and arms as he slides sideways.

Golden blood made of false gold was sprinkled on the deck of the ship, and I stood in front of Astasia and stretched out my arms.

“It was dangerous.”

“Is it grey?”

“No. Not if there were other people on the airship than us.”

The golden slave is dead.

Whether it was Zeros Barcel, or Zeros Barcel’s clone was turned into a golden slave and sent aboard a drake, the golden slave-dragonian who raided us is dead.

“The situation that the Habsburg emperor was most worried about has occurred. The part he was most worried about when operating an airship.”

“…Aerial assault by dragoons.”

“It’s not an easy thing to deal with.”

Unless you have a master-level talent on board, it is not easy to respond to an attack from the air.

What’s more, the person who attacks the airship riding a drake is not a dragoon with a spear or an undead who can only attack in melee, but a high-level wizard?

The airship will fall straight to the ground and become an exploding tomb.

“Astasia. Would you like to go into the room? I will clean the deck and then go down.”

“Is it okay to keep driving the airship?”

“It is difficult to respond to something that is not master level, which is the same as saying that if it is master level, it is possible to respond even in the air.”

And I have responded to attacks from the air more than once.

“I’ll clean up and then go down.”

“If there was someone else…”

“Astacia.”

I took off my coat, rolled up my sleeves, and opened the cleaning kit on the deck, squinting one eye.

“Don’t you really know why there’s no one else on this ship?”

“…”

Astasia scratched her cheek once, as if feeling embarrassed.

“There’s a shower here, right?”

“Yes.”

“Then… “

He passed by me and gave me a kiss.

“I’ll wash first and then wait.”

* * *

In a moment.

“Of course, kissing is okay.”

“Boo.”

“Nothing goes further than a kiss.”

“Buuu.”

After taking a quick shower, I sat across from Astasia at the desk in the special room inside the airship.

“Everything will be possible in four months. The moment January 1st, 100 years of the imperial calendar, becomes ‘that day.'”

“Then… How about doing it just in time for that day?”

Astasia is more proactive than you think.

No.

If you think about it, Astasia was always active.

Even after she has regressed, Astasia is still an honest and proactive person.

“So… “

“As we spend time together at the end of the year, we cross the line as soon as 0:00 strikes.”

“There is something wrong with that. Isn’t it natural at that time, rather than crossing the line?”

At that time, we will no longer be minors.

“Gray is really strange.”

“Me?”

“The students studying abroad in the Empire are all men in their late teens, so they do things to solve their uncontrollable desires.”

“…”

I chose to remain silent and drink somnus tea for the honor of the students studying abroad in the empire, but it looks like Astasia will come to an end today.

“Some people have been eye-catching with a female student from the Kingdom since they were 17 years old, and have maintained that kind of relationship ever since. That…Blonde, you know. Number 201. Even before becoming acting vice-president, he had a love triangle with two female students from Orosol Academy. I also created relationships.”

“I see.”

“And they all end up creating relationships that are even more unhealthy than Gray realizes!”

“Unlike Nostrum, it’s because the Empire is progressive. Should I say open?”

“The people those open-minded imperial male students have seduced are all the kingdom’s women?”

“But aren’t we kingdom men and empire women?”

“Ha…!”

Astasia stretched out her two fingers toward me as if she had caught her pod.

“Among the female students who came to the Empire as students, how many of them became lovers with male students from the Kingdom? Officially or informally.”

“Should we limit it to lovers?”

“To put it more bluntly, if you have built such a relationship even once.”

“Everyone but two?”

Astasia pouted her lips at my words and folded all of her fingers except for her two thumbs.

“That’s right. Who do you think it is?”

“Astasia. And the guy from No. 305 who assists Astasia…”

“Scarlett! It’s still the same, really. I’m not good at memorizing the name.”

“It’s because I don’t think it’s important. The only time I memorize their names accurately is when they’re family or people on my side.”

Scarlett in No. 305 is also on Astasia’s side.

And it’s been a long time since I found out through her intelligence that she was using her name Scarlett, and that it was her pseudonym and what name she actually had.

“It was that name. She only remembered it as room 305.”

“Really. Aren’t you being too insensitive to other women?”

“A woman only has to care about Astasia, does she really have to care?”

But not in front of Astasia.

Astasia, I secretly like doing this.

“Chi.”

And Astacia knows that I do that.

You can call it cowardice or a lie, but we have already continued this relationship for a long time.

“Grey. Let me ask you honestly. Am I unattractive?”

“That can’t be right.”

“But why…Are you holding back?”

“I’m not holding back.”

I can’t stand it.

“I don’t know how many times I have endured and endured since the day I saw Astasia. How much I suffered against Astasia, whom I met in my dreams.”

“…What is it? How many times have you done something like that with me in the dream?”

“Is Astasia different?”

“…”

Astasia pursed her lips, and I walked towards her and grabbed her chin.

“How much of yourself have you given up against the imaginary Gray Gibraltar?”

“Well, I’ve never done that before…?”

“Really?”

“Well, then… “

Astasia looked up at me with her half-closed eyes and bit her lower lip.

“…Do you, in real life, do this for me?”

“Probably, soon.”

“Then, now…”

Astasia slowly closes her eyes.

“I made a promise… Just a moment.”

She raised her upper body towards me and looked at her left and right.

“Again, suddenly there’s an intruder-“

Sreuk.

I pulled Astasia and kissed her as she was.

“…”

Is it an illusion, or is she trying to reveal her will her with her her body?

Astasia’s hand wrapped around my neck in an instant, as if it was a warning that she would do worse than this in 4 months, and I spent my time with her until Astasia was satisfied with her. ＞

Goo goo goo.

The airship flies in the sky until long after it arrives at its destination.