A Famous Traitor and Treacherous Genius

85 – Festival of Silver and Iron Blood (8)

At that time, in the study of the Count of Gibraltar.

“I’m reporting this urgently! An accident has occurred at the festival site! The embers of the magician’s explosion hit the street!!”

“Arshen Gilarus. Is it him?”

The Crimson Margrave had already drawn the sword at his waist and was fiddling with the blade.

“Is this Morgania’s masterpiece?…”

At those words, the atmosphere inside the study calmed down.

Archen Gilarus is a Baron.

He is a noble and a mid-level wizard who was promised a reward of 5 million gold for three days.

It was not even just someone hired by Gibraltar, but someone sent directly by Carmen Morgania at Gray’s request.

A person like that causes an accident like this at a festival in Gibraltar?

“It’s intentional.”

It can’t be an accident.

We have already confirmed and reported several times that Gray Gibraltar used explosive magic in the canyon with Baron Archen, so an accident cannot occur.

“The fireworks used at the festival are not ordinary fireworks. They are magic fireworks.”

Since it is a firework exploded by magic, the output can be adjusted so that the embers disappear naturally when they explode and scatter in the air.

“If it didn’t explode from the beginning but started in the middle, it was even more intentional.”

A conclusion has been reached.

“Whether it is Morgania’s work or not, Archen Gilarus must be suppressed immediately. Malcolm. He is an enemy of our Gibraltar.”

“I will immediately follow the manual.”

Malcolm, the head deacon who was in the study, ran out immediately.

“Ah, father!”

“Okay. Are you here?”

Soon, a group of boys and girls came in as if they were crossing Malcolm.

Noir came in surrounded by three white-haired maids.

Lettar blinks his bloodshot eyes, as if trying to hide his sleepy face, and comes in with the help of Ethan, who is standing next to him.

“Mom too…!”

“I have been here from the beginning. With your father.”

Naturally, Countess Charlotte and her youngest child Ruby, were in the study.

“…Where is Gray?”

“They said it was in the square.”

The Crimson Margrave fiddled with his sword with a troubled expression.

“Where are the more risk factors?…”

For a person named Crimson, if asked to prioritize according to risk, the study would naturally come first.

Charlotte, Noir, Letard, Ruby.

In case there are assassins or kidnappers who try to take advantage of this commotion to attack the count’s mansion, it is right to protect this place at all costs.

Even if Gray is at the scene of the accident, there is no need to weigh the difference between one person and many.

However.

“Where are Ellie and Jabeth?”

“Well, if it were those two, they would have gone out together with Master Gray…!”

The white-haired maid with a blue strap around her shoulder answered urgently.

“I see. You guys, what does Gray call you?”

“I’m 36. This is 54, 72.”

Of course it is strange to call a person by number, but the people in the study did not think it was that strange when the Margrave said, ‘Gray called it.’

There was nothing unusual about it other than the fact that the maids who were called by this number were barely able to hide their nervousness.

“You three go to the square immediately. And tell Gray.”

The Crimson Margrave put the sword he had been holding for a while back into its scabbard.

“This sword.”

With the sword sheath, I extended it to the three maids.

“I can’t go in person, but tell them that I will send this sword instead.”

* * *

Vampire.

Everyone knows that they are demons who live by sinking their sharp fangs into the napes of people’s necks and sucking their blood.

Similar, but different.

Even among vampires, those called ‘vampires’ are different.

I know.

Their origins.

The place where they mainly gather.

And who do they follow and whose instructions do they follow?

‘You are the emperor.’

The emperor moved.

The person who seemed to be silent finally lifted his heavy butt.

‘They secretly infiltrated a high-ranking vampire and made Archen Gilarus one of their servants and brainwashed him.’

It is not easy to find a vampire hiding among the people flocking to the festival.

‘He must have sneaked in at night. During the day, they hide in a box or a carriage compartment somewhere.’

No matter how much it turns into ash and disappears if it touches the sunlight directly, it is okay to be active at night when the sun has gone down.

When did you come into contact with Archen?

Did they secretly infiltrate the hotel room at night?

Or did Archen change the fact that he called someone at night?

‘It’s difficult.’

It’s difficult.

“aaap!!”

Carlos, a senior knight, swings his sword forward with all his might, but is unable to cut Archen.

“Kihi, heihi…” ” !”

Even though he was cut, he was smiling.

Even though his clothes he were cut by the sword and his flesh he was cut enough to dent, Archen just smiled with his black eyes and continued to raise his mana.

‘I have no choice but to trust Carlos right now.’

Gray Gibraltar with no power.

All you have to do is show off the power of a low-level knight, and if you show it yourself, the morning-afternoon festival will have no meaning.

‘We must protect Noir’s honor. Why have I been acting incompetent for the past three years?’

If it’s just a handful, it’s better to hold on tight.

‘I can’t go against the root of the plan just because of a vampire.’

Even for the sake of laying the groundwork for the future.

‘It’s not like we can’t respond.’

Those who become descendants of vampires have superior physical abilities.

In one word, it can also be called ‘human transcendence.’

Since they are not humans themselves but a completely different species – ‘subhumans’, they naturally boast superior physical abilities that cannot be compared to humans.

Just as the elves living in the forest appear to have thin limbs but are several times stronger than humans, vampires are monsters that only look like humans.

‘Suppression is possible.’

A senior knight is not a lie.

Even though he is slightly drunk and not wearing armor, his fundamental skills are not going anywhere.

Actually-

“aaap!!”

Suddenly!

When Sir Carlos swung the sword he held with both hands with all his might, his Baron Arcene’s arm his was cut off and fell to the ground.

“Kaaa!!”

Baron Arcene stumbled backwards, holding his staff with one hand, as if he felt pain even though he was a vampire.

“Grrrr to!”

There is no integer.

The blood flowing inside the body was as thick as wax, and not even a drop of blood flowed from the cross section of the severed arm.

To deal with vampires, a knight must step forward.

If you just swing the sword, the vampire’s blood will stick to the sword body and coat the blade with sticky slime, so ‘mana’ is needed to prevent that.

Or use one of the metals that directly affects the vampire’s origin.

“Tsk.”

I took out a gold coin from my pocket.

100,000 gold with a diameter of 6cm.

It is not as elaborate as imperial counterfeit gold, but is real with some chipped parts.

Contain mana and pass your arm over your shoulder.

And then throw it like throwing a discus.

Bu-euung!

The gold coin, flying in an arc, flew past Sir Carlos in an instant and landed vertically between Baron Arcene’s eyes.

Fuuuk!

I was literally hooked.

Correction. The word stuck would be more appropriate.

“Huh…!”

Nearly half of the gold coins sink into Baron Archen’s forehead.

If the skull between the eyes was hard, it would bounce off gold coins containing mana, but if you are a vampire, the story is different.

“Well, master. Now that’s…?”

“It’s not a silver coin, but a gold coin works too.”

Originally, the most effective thing was silver coins.

“Vampires are the weakest to silver, and the next best thing is gold.”

The higher the purity of silver and gold, the better the effect.

Instead, if the former can be solved with silver itself even without mana, the latter can only hit like now if it contains mana.

“Indeed…! I understand, then like this!!”

Carlos took a gold coin out of his arms and drew it across the blade of his sword.

“oooh!!”

A 100,000 gold coin with a scratch in the middle fell to the floor, and Carlos took a sharp swing with the gold-dusted sword.

The target is the waist.

The intention was to severe his spine and cut it in half –

“Oh my.”

I couldn’t help but sigh at the gold coins that fell on the floor.

‘It wasn’t gold powder, it was copper powder.’

“What?!”

The great sword cuts through the side and goes inside before stopping.

‘If you are a mid-level wizard, you have a lot of mana in your body, so all of that is converted into defense.’

Some vampires have strong bones and muscles.

‘I fought with Lord Mente with all my might and ran out during the company dinner, so my mana concentration is not perfect.’

Although the amount of mana contained in the sword was not strong enough to cut Baron Archen’s body in two with one sword.

‘But if it was a real gold coin, it would have split the spine.’

Since the powder that came out of the gold coin scratched by the blade was not gold, the sword ended up getting stuck in the side.

“Kihihi…!”

Baron Archen just laughed even though the blade was stuck right up to his spine.

One of his arms he was cut off from the shoulder and a sword was stuck in his waist, but he continued to pour mana into the staff he held in one hand and tried to cast magic.

Grumbling!!

Fireworks are fired again toward the sky.

Although it is not as good as before, the flame that seems to have been squeezed out of its last strength flies in a parabola beyond the audience seats of the stage and stadium toward the street.

“Ugh!!”

“Sir Carlos!”

As expected.

“It’s a corpse with all its magic power! Subdue it even if it means cutting it into pieces!!”

“…Yes!”

After giving instructions to Carlos, I ran straight to the exit of the stage and headed in the direction where the fireworks were flying.

I thought.

If you use Archen to target someone, who will you be trying to kill?

If you were to kill someone among those in the square or on the streets right now, who would be the most effective at killing them?

“Lord Mente!!”

Sir Mente is looking up at the flame in the direction where it falls.

“The enemy’s goal is-“

The flame is exactly.

“Naria!”

It was falling like a meteor towards the blonde girl.

* * *

That time.

Jeopuk, Jeopuk.

A man with navy blue hair is wearing only his pajamas and a coat, and is facing somewhere with a stern expression.

“Woe, His Highness the Crown Prince! Now…”

“Get out of the way.”

“aaah!”

Squeak.

The crown prince pushed the maid who was blocking her way with her hand, opened the door from side to side without knocking, and entered the room.

“Your Majesty.”

“What is happening this late at night? Not even dressed properly.”

“What are you doing?”

“What are you doing?”

A person who looks at the moon in the sky in front of a window.

“Everything is for the empire.”

“Are you crazy? Did you cause terrorism in an enemy country during peace negotiations?”

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“Did I cause terrorism? “A vampire caused it.”

Emperor of the Thersian Empire.

In front of him, on the desk, there are several reports that appear to have been written recently.

“I don’t know why the crown prince kept such high-level information from him until now. Ah, I guess he knew? He knew he would do something like this.”

“Your Majesty…!”

“Why don’t you know that because they are negotiating peace, they are actually trying to assassinate more people?”

The emperor lightly shook the glass filled with red wine.

“If the only royal, Princess Naria, dies, Nostrum’s throne will continue to be occupied by Saint Geo.”