A Famous Traitor and Treacherous Genius

330 – For My □□

[At dawn on January 8, 100 years of the imperial calendar, the second gate of Gibraltar Gorge.]

“It’s a shame.”

“Marquis, that’s not the case at all…!”

Inside the barracks spread out above the second gateway, Crimson Hu took off his jacket and suppressed the blood flowing from his shoulder with a cloth.

“You took a hit.”

“They were cowards! Even if eight people hadn’t been attacked at once… !”

“It’s war, Sir Robert. You were just following orders.”

Crimson Gibraltar smiled calmly at Sir Robert, who had a sad expression, and Sir Mente, who stood next to him with a serious face.

“If you hadn’t blocked the North and South, the Sword Masters over there would have devastated Roland, Seville, and Sirene again.”

“That’s… “

“Because you were there, they made a different judgment. Your judgment and Gray’s were not wrong.”

The Empire’s Sword Masters crossed Nostrum in pairs of one or two.

He rode an airship through a blizzard and landed in the Marquis de Roland. He stormed Seville, firing muskets at airmen in the polluted area, and crossed the strait to take over Sirene again.

The attempt was thwarted.

Just about half a day ago, two people nearby, Robert and Mente, rushed from their location to the area where the masters were said to have appeared and defeated them.

“I’m sorry. “I should have killed you somehow.”

“You said you got hurt and ran away. Thanks to you, I was able to afford it. It was a hole.”

“…”

“It’s war. Sir. It’s cowardly, but if we win in the end, it doesn’t matter. They know better than that.”

Crimson Gibraltar stood up and put on his cloak.

“You are a clever person. You made the weapons prepared by Major General Bathory exclusively for the blood elves useless.”

“They…Are weak to the gold of Gibraltar.”

Some of the soldiers standing at the gate had weapons made of gold rather than steel.

If the Empire’s vampires had rushed in, they could have easily cut them down, but it did not work against the Empire’s elite soldiers who stormed the canyon and took over the first gateway.

“Sir Robert. Do you think there are vampires over there?”

“…No.”

“They are the Empire’s elite soldiers. If you look at the numbers, they number around 10,000, but the biggest thing is that they are directly commanded by the emperor.”

“Seven sword masters also joined us.”

“Yes. The biggest problem of all is…”

Crimson Gibraltar raised her head.

“Trying to cross the gateway using an airship.”

The height of the gateway wall is 50m.

Since the word ‘flight’ is attached to airships, they can rise to a height of well over 100 meters at least.

“It’s a big deal. You can shoot down an airship from the sky with a slash, but it’ll be difficult if the Sword Masters who jump out of the ship try to take over the gate again.”

“Marquis, we risked our lives… “

“No.”

Crimson Gibraltar turned her head back.

“There is no need for you to endure for no reason. Risk your lives.”

“…”

Rear.

Some of Gibraltar’s proud knights are wearing bandages.

Some had holes in their bodies, some had their lower arms missing, and some were unable to walk on one foot so they had to go down the castle walls with the help of others and were transported to the rear.

“It’s okay. There was definitely a time when Gate 2 was breached. The enemy is stronger now than then, but Gibraltar’s last line of defense has never collapsed.”

“But isn’t that only a story about when the enemy comes knocking on the castle walls?”

Sir Robert pointed to the sky.

“It is different if the enemy comes over the sky without any loss of health or magic power.”

“…Okay.”

“Marquis.”

“I guess I have to make a decision.”

Marquis Crimson closed his eyes for a moment.

“…Sir Robert.”

“Yes, Marquis.”

“Gray said. Gibraltar no longer needs to be buried in the canyon. Gibraltar is where Gibraltar is.”

“That means…”

“What do you think I’m going to say now? Guess what.”

“…Marquis.”

Sir Robert straightens his posture.

“History will record that this so-and-so Robert dared to propose to Crimson Gibraltar… That he dared to suggest abandoning the canyon.”

All the knights who were injured by Robert’s horse look towards Crimson Gibraltar.

“No.”

Crimson Gibraltar plunges his bloody sword into the castle wall.

“This is Crimson Gibraltar’s choice. It will be recorded as such in history.”

“Marquis…!”

“If I were to break this evil habit from my generation, this would be correct.”

“Ugh…”

“Sir Mente. Sir Robert. I ask you two for my family.”

“…”

“Crimson Gibraltar commands. All residents in the Marquisate of Gibraltar should immediately gather only the items necessary for survival and head to the royal capital, Toledo and Orosol. The knights should immediately escort the residents and head to the rear.”

The knights hesitate.

Even after a battle with the imperial army and the loss of the first gateway, they rarely showed any signs of immediately following the Crimson Marquis’ orders.

Because it was that shocking.

“Go. Quickly. I will stay here until all the territory residents leave.”

Gooo.

The walls of Gibraltar began to glow red as the blood of Gibraltar sawed down.

Between Gate 2 and Gate 1.

Dozens of airships were split in half and filling the space between the gates.

Huge blocks of stones were pressed down on the airships, as if they were a tomb for the airships.

What’s special is that the chunks look like they were sharply cut rather than natural rocks.

The knights glance at the left and right sides of the canyon.

There, the canyon was full of clear knife marks, as if someone had cut through it with a knife, or as if a dragon had scratched the inside of the canyon.

“I will stop the empire.”

The Crimson Sword of Gibraltar has once again turned red.

“This sword, for my beloved family.”

* * *

At that time, above the first gateway.

“Your Majesty. The investigation is complete. Currently…”

“How many ships, how many people.”

A knight in uniform answers with a sad expression the sad question of the Habsburg Emperor, who is wearing white bandages on his abdomen, shoulders, and thighs.

“24 ships were shot down. About 1,000 soldiers on board were unable to escape. The ship was crushed by the impact of the fall…”

“Falling rocks from above. That can’t be some kind of magic in the canyon, right…Cough!”

The emperor coughs while speaking.

He hurriedly covered his mouth with his sleeve, but dark red blood appeared on his sleeve.

“Use… “

“Your Majesty.”

“It’s a monster. It really is a monster. It might be better to hunt the resurrected gold dragon.”

“…”

“Can you guys lift the sword?”

The emperor stands up and asks.

The six different people gathered in front of the emperor were wounded more seriously than the emperor, and quietly closed their eyes, unable to respond.

There is one empty seat.

A slash with a red glowing trajectory grazed his chest, and he was quickly transported to the rear, but ultimately was unable to get up again.

“Your Majesty. “I dare, I advise you.”

“What is it?”

“If you use the power of the blood elves…”

“Ha!”

The emperor burst out laughing.

“Do you mean to become a cursed race that will die without being able to do anything if pricked by gold? Don’t be foolish. The reason the Empire has not been able to overcome Nostrum Canyon until now is because it relied entirely on the power of vampires. See.”

The emperor spread his arms to the left and right.

“After crossing this first gate with only human power, the great golden dragon guarding the canyon did not perform any miracles specifically for Nostrum.”

“…”

“The Golden Dragon does not just protect Nostrum. If another nation overcomes Nostrum with pure human power, it will be recognized as such. It is a guess.”

“Your Majesty…”

“But, I’m definitely attracted to it. If it suddenly had the power to transcend humans, it would definitely be irresistible.”

“…Your Majesty?”

“Ah, rest assured. I’m not planning on becoming a vampire.”

The emperor slowly stood up and grabbed the pole hanging on the wall.

“But it seems that if we want to overcome Gibraltar and Crimson, we will have no choice but to use their methods.”

“Your Majesty, what is that-“

“It’s the emperor’s order.”

The emperor smiled as he looked at the wide, crescent-shaped blade attached to the end of the pole.

“For me.”

Suddenly.

“Give me that blood.”

Puhwaaak.

One master had his head blown off.

“Your Majesty…!”

“Use it, haha.”

Grandpa.

The emperor faintly, licking the blood that had splattered near his mouth.

“Don’t panic. I took you away, so wouldn’t it be natural for me to take you away again?”

“Your Majesty…!”

“I’m sorry. But we can’t do it all together. Isn’t this the only way?”

“This…!”

“Even among the same masters.”

Phu-uuk.

“There are differences even among masters.”

“…”

The two masters who resisted died.

The remaining masters each raised their weapons and stood up without even paying attention to each other.

“Even though we suffered the same injuries, do you think I am the same as you?”

“Damn it…! Why, why?!”

“If we delay, we are the ones at a disadvantage. At least… I don’t want to show this to my successor.”

The emperor chuckled and aimed his spear in front of him.

“Rest assured. It will be recorded in history that I fought alongside the Emperor until the end. I will leave it as having fought together to defeat Crimson Gibraltar.”

“…I don’t understand.”

The oldest of the masters, an old man with one leg amputated, stood up, supporting himself with his sword.

“If you defeat Crimson Gibraltar like that, do you think Gray Gibraltar will recognize you?”

“It’s a matter of pride, sir.”

“It’s pride…”

The old man trembled.

“Please win, and let your will be accomplished, my master.”

He stabbed the sword into his own heart.

“I will not forget your sacrifice.”

“Oh, you’re crazy…! What’s the use of it all if you die…!”

“No.”

The emperor grinned.

“How you die. That’s the most important thing.”

“What… !”

“Please die most worthy for someone.” Be my strength so that I can defeat Crimson Gibraltar.”

Deeply.

“I will not forget your sacrifice.”

“Your Majesty…Ha…”

“This sacrifice.”

The masters disappear one by one.

“For my victory.”

* * *

Silent night.

From noble mtl dot come

A place far from everyone’s attention.

Something like a tombstone towering toward the sky began to shake.

Fizz.

Inside the gray tombstone, a gold-like liquid mixed with black came out.

The movement was like an insect that gnaws at an apple and forcefully jumps out from inside, or like a parasite that breaks the host’s body and tries to survive by forcefully breaking through the skin.

Sting.

A little more than a handful of blackened, golden liquid flowed down the tombstone and began to crawl on the ground.