A Famous Traitor and Treacherous Genius

97 – Seville, a Plague-Polluted City (5)

When a family member died, I was mostly busy dealing with the death.

Unlike the death of ordinary people, the death of a nobleman had complicated procedures in many ways.

In that sense, the behavior of this man – ‘Baron’ Garmos Seville – was unusual in many ways.

“My father wasn’t a good person.”

In the drawing room of the Seville mansion, he was fiddling with his black tie as if he were lamenting, with me and my escorts and even some of Seville’s knights behind him.

“You often lose your temper and get irritated. Do you know why?”

“It must be because we often hear stories of demons crossing the border, getting injured, or adventurers or mercenaries who went to hunt demon beasts being killed.”

“Yes. Even if there wasn’t something like that, he would have found fault and got angry, but because of that, he got even more annoyed.”

Baron Garmoth pointed to a large board hanging on the living room wall.

“Can you guess what that is?”

“It’s a calendar. A calendar filled with each page for a year. Are the numbers in it the deaths?”

“Yes. I know you well. It seems the Earl of Gibraltar is well educated.”

There are all kinds of numbers written on the wall.

Although there are some places where numbers are not written, most dates have a single digit number.

“It’s not comparable to Gibraltar, but Seville has always protected Nostrum against the devil.”

There are no canyons in Seville.

There is only a wooden fence created by humans.

“It would be nice to have several wizards, but sometimes even those wizards would be killed by magical beasts.”

“I’m sure my father feels sorry about that, too.”

“It’s okay. Gibraltar has to protect the canyon.”

When Seville was in danger, Gibraltar would often send a helping hand to Seville.

But that couldn’t happen every time, and the Earl of Gibraltar has never been there.

“Have you eaten lunch?”

“No, I couldn’t eat because I was in a hurry.”

“I see. Please understand that this is not a situation to treat.”

The knights, including me, are not in mourning clothes.

Even the knights of Seville, other than Baron Gamos, are not in mourning clothes.

In the first place, Gamos Seville is not yet an official ‘Baron’.

“My father passed away from a sudden heart attack. I’m looking for a will, but he didn’t leave a will.”

“…”

“According to the procedure, I should inherit the baronetcy. But the current situation is difficult in many ways.”

“If it’s something that’s difficult to tell me…”

“No. There’s something you need to know, so let’s talk quickly. Stop complaining.”

Gamos Seville took a deep breath.

“After my father ordered the knights to investigate the case, he held his concubine since morning.”

“…”

“A concubine is a woman who receives money from her father and is hugged by her father on a regular basis.”

These people are commonly called mistresses in social circles.

“Are you like a lover?”

“It’s like that.”

“Did she assassinate her baron?”

“As the first witness, I am currently being detained. What can I say…”

I understand.

If the Imperial Newspaper covers this incident, maybe…

[Breaking News] Baron of Seville dies of heart attack in the stomach of his lover in his 20s.

Her heart stopped while she was with the woman and she died.

Or she died of a cerebral hemorrhage, or an instantaneous increase in blood pressure.

If we consider it as a natural death, there is only one case.

Boksangsa Temple.

“The problem is that this was found in my father’s room.”

Gamos Seville took out a glass bottle in front of me.

“It’s a familiar item, right?”

“I see.”

Half-used troll blood.

It can be used as a vitality enhancer when mixed with a solution of neutralized Maggi.

From noble mtl dot come

That’s why troll blood is sold at a high price.

“If you use magic, you might be able to take my fingerprints. “I brought that glass bottle.”

“As for why this came out of my father’s room… “

“Well, if the rumor spreads strangely, it could be troublesome in many ways… “

Gray Gibraltar assassinated the Baron.

The Baron secretly stole and used troll blood and suffered a heart attack.

It’s a rumor that both me and Garmoth have to respond to in an annoying way.

“Have you caught the criminal?”

“…Huh?”

“It seems that the Baron was so happy to have caught the criminal that he got angry because of his personal circumstances.”

“Uh, that is.”

It won’t work.

‘It’s not enough to just use a spoon, I have to put it all in my mouth.’

Watermelon that encourages you to think simply and clearly.

“The Baron either caught the culprit, or recovered the blood of the troll that the culprit stole. It is understandable that you are so angry.”

“That’s not-“

“Knights. Has the thief been caught?”

“…No. They haven’t been caught yet. We’re looking for them.”

When I asked the knights behind Baron Garmoth, one knight immediately responded to my question.

“I see. This troll’s blood could be important evidence, so let’s leave it there until an investigator comes from the capital with a wizard. You never know. There might be poison in it.”

“Do, poison…” “?!”

“Yes. If you don’t mind, I’d like to see the Baron in person. I learned a lot from my father.”

“…”

Gamos Sevilla thought for a moment, fiddling with her fingers.

“That’s… “

A moment when I wonder if I should urge a little more.

“Okay, I’ll do it.”

Gamos Seville made a decision.

“Follow me. “I will take care of this troll’s blood.”

He put his vial in his pocket and immediately got up from his drawing room.

There is no way it is poisonous.

All I have to do is make it plausible and participate in the acting.

‘But it’s poison.’

As if it only had one effect, there are some things that can kill a person when combined with something else.

It smells.

As I leave the living room and walk down the hallway, a familiar smell hits my nose.

The smell of death?

There is no way the smell of the dead would spread so quickly in a city that even has freezers for storing the corpses of demonic beasts.

“This way.”

Squeak.

The door opens, and a cold feeling passes through my body.

At the same time, in a dark room, an old man is lying on a bed that appears to have been placed in a hurry.

“This is so…”

A death that even those who have seen the deaths of many people cannot help but think is strange.

‘Thank goodness.’

I am truly glad that I was able to see and smell what everyone thought was strange.

“Lord Garmos. Is there any medicine that the Baron used to take when he was alive?”

“I wonder if he poisoned himself with that? Don’t worry. It’s just…Sigh.”

Gamos Seville seemed embarrassed to keep saying the cause of death.

There is even a part where the blanket he was covering rises upward, as if to prove the reason for his death.

‘That’s the singularity.’

Does that make sense for a dead person?

It makes sense.

Those who ingest ‘white silver’ orally and cause their entire body’s blood energy to go into overdrive remain in that state for about 48 hours after death.

‘The silver alone is already enough, but you also consumed the troll’s blood.’

This is a natural death.

The troll’s blood is just the old man’s greed.

The real problem is ‘white silver’.

“I guess.”

It smells like imperial white silver, not Caroline made in our territory.

“I think I should stay for a few days.”

I will stay and slowly uncover the truth.

Solve the problem in front of you first.

* * *

Late at night.

When a noble dies, the capital sends several people.

The central minister who handles affairs related to title succession.

A wizard who uses magic to investigate whether some kind of trick has been used.

And a funeral director who takes the king’s eulogy (in form) and reads it to establish the authority of the deceased nobleman.

“What is the Minister of Foreign Affairs doing in a place like this?”

A person who can do all three has appeared.

“I quit as Minister of Foreign Affairs. I am now Minister of Justice and a special investigator under the Ministry of Justice.”

“Justice Office?”

“This is a newly created department a month ago. It was created by the queen to respond to imperial law.”

“A month… Ago?”

“Hey. If you knew how hard I worked to keep the budget… Ugh. That’s it.”

Viscount Hex Romana arrived at the Seville mansion with a tired face.

“But why are you here?”

“Aren’t you here because I’m here?”

“Did you have an accident?”

“The accident resulted in death.”

For a moment, I was moved.

“If someone dies, did I cause an accident?”

“What if it’s someone worth killing?”

“What if I killed him?”

“I would have killed him because there was a reason to kill him, but looking at his expression, it doesn’t seem like that was the case. Was it really an accident?”

“Maybe.”

Coincidentally, the death was an accident.

“This isn’t official, would you like to hear it?”

“There is no Prince of Seville, so let’s hear it first.”

I told Viscount Hex the whole story of the incident that I had figured out, except for ‘Baek Eun’.

“You stepped on poop, you.”

“Are you believing this without even seeing the body or conducting an investigation?”

“I could tell just by looking at the report received through magic communication. How could I really be so unlucky?”

“Isn’t this good news for Seville?”

There is still no Gamos Seville or anyone else in Seville.

“The incompetent Baron has died, and Lord Garmos has taken over the Baronet.”

“That said, I’m in a bit of trouble.”

“Trouble…?”

“Lord Garmos. I am your adopted son.”

“…”

“He is an adopted son. He passed away when he was young.”

“Wow.”

I stepped on poop.

“I’m leaving.”

“No.”

“I am a pure victim.”

“For that matter, he seemed full of thoughts about staying.”

“That was before I heard that story.”

Even though he was an adopted son, he was such a similar person?

“Are you really adopted children?”

“You seem really embarrassed when you ask that question, you really are adopted son.”

“Mr. Ha…”

Hehe. Looking at your troubled face, I think you’ve come to the right place.”

I think it might be a situation where I have to leave for a while, but it seems like Viscount Hex has no intention of letting me go.

“Are you here, Viscount Romana?”

“It’s been a long time.”

While we were talking for a while, we arrived at the entrance of the mansion, and Gamos Seville, who happened to be at the entrance, greeted us.

“I am sorry to see you like this after the festival in the royal capital. I sincerely express my condolences to the deceased.”

“Thank you for coming all the way.”

“The investigation…”

“Please follow me.”

After Viscount Hex left for the scene of the incident, following Garmos Seville.

“Then, I will tear the scroll. Since it is a matter related to the honor of the deceased, it is prohibited to reveal anything about the affairs here to the outside world.”

As soon as Viscount Hex tore the scroll in his bedroom, magic began to sparkle within the room.

“Young Master. You must not look at it.”

“I know.”

Because it is a reappearance magic, the mana fog will just sparkle, and the object will only be the deceased moving in a halo of light like a ghost.

“Haa…”

“Write…”

A sigh heard from within.

“As a result of reading the situation at the scene of the incident with the power of magic… The cause of death is…”

“Please give me a heart attack, Viscount Hex.”

“…It’s not wrong. That’s right.”

For the honor of the deceased.

“Flamvel Seville’s cause of death was a heart attack.”

Land, pound, pound.

* * *

A time close to midnight.

“Go tell Carmen’s mother. This size doesn’t fit.”

“I think it will hurt. It’s been a long time since I got it done so expensively.”

“What do I do when it doesn’t fit?”

The black suit that Viscount Hex brought was a size that did not fit me at all.

“Who knew it would grow so much in the meantime. Don’t say too much to the queen.”

“I’m not blaming the queen, but I’m saying that if you wear this, this will happen, so please tell me later. You might misunderstand.”

I pointed not only to the ankle bone, but also to the hem that was visible three fingers above it.

“No, I’ll take care of this. I’ll have to give it to Noir as a gift.”

“Hey. If you’re going to give it to her, give it to me. That would be such a waste.”

“Isn’t it a luxury item, except for the button with the Morgania emblem secretly engraved on the inside?”

“Do you know the saying, “A pearl necklace on a pig’s neck?”

“Well, it’s a waste of clothes for Noir to wear this.”

Not yet.

“Still, you’re taking care of it because you’re my younger brother. I understand. You keep those. Then, your clothes…”

“I sent a White after lunch. A wreath will arrive from Gibraltar in the morning, along with mourning clothes.”

“Yes. That’s why you should stay.”

7 days.

The funeral of a nobleman lasts quite a long time.

In some cases, people cannot arrive even if they ride for 24 hours on horseback, so they send wreaths.

“Mourners, will they come over to the space movement magic circle?”

“We’ll all gather together and move over. We’ll start the day after tomorrow afternoon at the latest, right?”

“Is it in two days? At least tomorrow will be a memorial day for the residents of the territory.”

It is questionable whether it will be properly celebrated.

“More than that, what happened to the ‘secret agreement’ with Gamos Seville?”

“As expected, I thought of you as just a child, so I came forward…”

Viscount Hex scratched his head and answered.

“First of all, it was a success. That’s why I need you to give me more facials.”

“If it’s successful, that’s fine.”

“But… Will it be okay?”

“What is it?”

“I recognize Gamos Seville in the name of Gibraltar.”

“Instead, we get a combat training center.”

Viscount Hex made political deals on my behalf.

“By simply acknowledging Gamos as ‘Baron of Seville,’ I received land. The place I need most now.”

I lightly flicked the sword on my waist.

“The hunting ground.”

“Okay. Then… “

“Yes.”

I wasn’t able to save this expedition because I was in a hurry to return.

“We now have the opportunity to secure Caroline’s raw materials on a regular basis.”

In six expeditions, I hunted vampires and their relatives and brought back their powder.

Without anyone knowing.

“It’s a secret from Lord Garmos. If he finds out about this, he’ll start whining for money right away.”

“Okay.”

Demonic water contamination zone.

And the plague-polluted city of Seville.

“I feel sorry for Baron Seville, too. Because he looks at people like you with hate, he opens his eyes and has his resources stolen.”

“It’s not looting. This is just loot from a legitimate hunt.”

“You go on an expedition to a contaminated area to fight, and you supply supplies from Seville?”

“Rather, you should be happy. I came all the way here, bought you food, and left a corpse for you.”

For us, this is a land of opportunity.

“Even if we hunt dragons in the polluted zone, Seville can’t ask for even one scale. It’s that kind of contract.”

“You might be assassinated by Gamos Seville later?”

“So you should have signed a good contract.”

I pointed to the bottom of the contract created by Viscount Hex.

“Is it the dead Flambel who put his seal on the contract? It was Garmos himself.”

On the contract, the Seville emblem was stamped in slowly drying red ink.