A Famous Traitor and Treacherous Genius

Chapter 99

99 – Seville, a Plague-Polluted City (7)

The ranks of vampires appear in various ways.

Vampire, ghoul, undead.

A being that forcibly injects vampire blood into a dead person and makes it move solely with the movement of the blood and magic power is usually referred to as a ghoul.

This is the case with the former Baron Flambel before us.

Wow!

“Young master!”

“It’s okay, sir.”

If you simply respond with a sword, your hands will hurt.

I clearly swung the sword in sync with my swinging nail, but my grip hurts as if the swords clashed.

“I’m glad there are no outsiders here.”

Slur.

Load mana into the sword.

Although it is not in a complete form like an auror, it concentrates mana only on the blade, similar to an auror.

“Well, I’m sorry.”

Kyaaah!

“Since dawn, I haven’t liked it.”

Suddenly.

He dodges the oncoming hand to the side and swings his sword in one go.

The arm of his, which had become as hard as the bark of an old tree, was cut off in an instant.

“Huh.”

Should I say that I am fortunate that it is weak?

Or should we say that it is absurd that an old man has become so strong that he has to concentrate so much on using a sword?

P—-eon!

Viscount Hex swings his staff and cuts off the ghoul’s head.

The staff with mana at the end dents the skull and the body falls down.

“Lord Mente!”

Fuuuk.

At the same time, Lord Mente runs in from behind and stabs the ghoul in the back with his sword.

A blow aimed precisely at the heart.

The tip of the sword imbued with green mana accurately pulled out the dagger stuck in the ghoul’s heart.

Crrr.

The ghoul’s movements gradually stopped.

The bright red light in the eyes fades, and both arms fall down.

“You did it… Right?”

“Rather than suppressing it with force, it was suppressed with this.”

I pointed to Viscount Hex toward the window where light was slowly starting to come in.

“There is a difference in degree, but ghouls turn to ash when exposed to sunlight.”

Saaa.

The wrist that fell to the floor begins to crumble.

Just as the paper burns and disappears in the embers, it leaves no trace, and only a small amount of gray powder remains below.

“If a ghoul is this weak, it will immediately stop its actions and disappear upon seeing the sunlight of dawn.”

The moment sunlight hit the bridge, the gray skin, which was like the bark of an old tree, began to crack and crumble.

“The entire body is already contaminated with the plague of vampires, and it cannot withstand the purification of sunlight and dies out.”

Many imperialists tried to research the weaknesses of vampires, but all those who tried to find the ‘weakness’ went missing.

“It’s the same with vampires, and it’s the same with becoming a descendant of a vampire.”

So, if you want to know about a vampire’s weaknesses, you have no choice but to obtain information by hunting them yourself.

“Don’t become a vampire just to extend your lifespan. You will only become a monster that can never live under the sun.”

“Hmm… “

“They say that if you become a vampire, you can live as long as an elf, but for that long time, you have to be careful not to be exposed to sunlight.”

Pass.

As the sun began to rise on the horizon beyond the window, Baron Flambell completely turned to ash and withered away.

The remaining amount of ash is just a handful, enough to sweep it up with both hands.

Even if I prepared a small urn, it was so small that it seemed like it was half full, and only a very small amount of ashes remained.

“Master. I shouldn’t have to do that, right?”

Sir Mente pointed to the ashes at his feet with a sour face.

“No matter how much I need to increase my magical power, it’s too much to do with this.”

“Don’t worry. Even if you do, I will mix it with somnus powder and refine it for you. Oh, by any chance, you don’t like it because it’s a human bone?”

“It feels like human bone powder, but…”

“It’s just the ashes of a vampire.”

It is said that he became a vampire after he died, but there is evidence that he was already a vampire from the time he was reduced to ashes by the sun.

“Of course, after being exposed to a lot of sunlight, you have to mix it with somnus powder afterwards…”

“Hey, Gray.”

“Yes, Viscount Hex. What is it?”

“Vampire’s ashes are the raw material for silver, and this is Baron Flambel’s bone powder, right?”

“…Wouldn’t it be better for Baron Flambell to be used as someone’s mana rather than just die and be locked in an urn?”

“No, no, no.”

Viscount Hex waved his hand wildly.

“Don’t shake it. It will blow up ashes. Until you collect it all…”

“The body disappeared before we could bury it.”

“…Ah.”

When I think about it.

“Well, the Seville family is buried?”

The funeral is not over yet.

“Then I guess I’ll have to ask for cremation somehow. What about bone powder…”

I knocked on the coffin where the former Baron Flambel was lying.

“Viscount Hex. Please light a fire.”

“…”

“Then the rest…”

Unfortunately.

“I guess all I have to do is investigate this shadow.”

The shadow that attacked the Baron did not turn to ashes even when exposed to sunlight.

“I don’t think there’s much to investigate, though.”

“Should I not have killed him?”

“No. It was a good thing I killed him. Although he is not a vampire, it would have been difficult if he had tried to run away. And just by getting this, I think it has already paid off.”

I picked up the dagger that fell on the floor.

“A dagger that turns a corpse into a vampire’s kin. It’s probably the vampire’s blood that’s on the outside here.”

Thump thump thump.

I hear urgent footsteps.

At the same time, a bleary-eyed man who had not slept properly appeared in front of the door.

“Baron Garmoth.”

“What the hell is this…!”

“Hmm.”

I looked at Viscount Hex.

“…”

Absolutely.

He shook his head resolutely, but I even gave him a signal by lightly biting my lower lip.

“…Baron Garmoth. Don’t be surprised and listen carefully.”

Viscount Hex reached down and swept up the silver powder that had fallen on the floor with both hands.

“This was Baron Flambell.”

“…”

It was a truly fortunate moment that Baron Garmoth was not his biological son his his-

“Wow.”

“Baron Garmoth!!”

“…”

He was my adoptive son, and I hated him, but was he still my father?

‘I’m a little sorry.’

I’ll have to take care of something later.

“Then…Lord Mente?”

“No. Wait. Really.”

“It’s okay. I’m just lighting incense.”

Lord Mente was disgusted, but I just gave her a thumbs up.

“You never know. Thanks to Baron Flambell’s legacy, Sir Mente may become a Master.”

“…”

“You said you could do anything to become a master.”

“This…”

“Ah. How can this be cannibalism?”

It is not cannibalism.

“Or should I use the pure love? The one the shadow had.”

“Isn’t that actually how it was made?”

“…”

“Hey, Gray?”

“Well, I don’t know either.”

After all, he has the talent of a master.

As a person with a talent for a sword, his senses are very sharp.

“I’ll prepare it for you. You can return to the estate only after the funeral, so be quiet…”

Moment.

“…Huh?”

I approached the window feeling like someone was watching.

“What’s wrong?”

“No. Just…Um…”

In the clouds.

I strengthened my eyesight by giving strength to my eyes and flowing mana.

“Is it a bird…?”

I could only see something fluttering in the clouds, but nothing else was visible.

“…”

Even if someone uses the bird as a familiar, there is no way to snipe it from here.

“Write.”

It’s unfortunate, but we have no choice but to be careful.

“Now, now, Sir Mente. Would you like to pour it, or would you like to dip it?”

“…Just light some incense.”

“As much as you want.”

* * *

That time.

“It was dangerous. I almost got caught.”

As the dawn sun slowly began to rise, something was fluttering in the sky with the clouds at its back.

“Was it a close call? No, I didn’t get caught. But I’m being careful…?”

Something with white wings.

“You seem to have a sense that you are being watched by someone. That’s clever.”

On the back of a white horse that looked like it had horns on its head, someone wearing a golden robe was looking down.

“Nothing else matters, but…”

The place the woman is looking at is the mansion of the Baron of Seville.

“I was going to step forward if it was dangerous, but I guess there’s no need to do that. Well, if you have the skills to notice me right away, you should do that.”

After staring at her room with its broken window for a while, the woman slowly took off her hood.

“Has the traitor’s servant fallen at the hands of humans?…”

The woman with blue-white hair was quite young and beautiful.

“You’re incompetent.”

What’s unique about her is that her ears are long and pointed.

“I came here because I felt a strange sensation while hunting, but I was being hunted by humans. Tsk.”

Flutter, flutter.

Near her woman came another woman riding a similar white winged horse.

“High Lord. Confirmation has been completed. It is presumed to have been sent by a descendant of a traitor.”

“Really? Who are the people who took it down?”

“If I were to guess, he might be related to the Guardian Clan.”

“It’s Gibraltar.”

The corner of her mouth her woman pouted.

“That’s possible if you’re from the guardian’s clan. But it seems like the guardian of the time was in the land of the guardian?”

“That son is presumed to be the eldest son.”

“Eldest son? Is he an adult?”

“No. He confirmed to be 15 years old.”

“…15 years old?”

The elf, High Lord, tilted her head.

“No matter how little you say you became a ghoul, you beat a ghoul who seemed to be at mid-level?”

“…I’m sorry, but I couldn’t see or hear you.”

“She didn’t even see it. She just heard it.”

As the High Lord waved her fingers, the wind began to blow and swirl around her fingertips.

“I guess I’ll have to visit sooner or later.”

“Can I go?”

“No.”

The High Lord patted the back of the horse she was riding.

“I will go see it myself.”

* * *

The funeral is over.

-When did you put on makeup again?

Anyway, he was quickly cremated, the bone powder was placed in an urn, and Baron Flambel was buried on top of the Seville Cemetery.

Not a single trace of the body remains, but the name written on the tombstone is Flambel Seville, so if anyone comes to pay their respects, they will do so on this tombstone instead.

Since even Young Ji-min is happy that he is dead, I wonder who would pour alcohol on his tombstone and place flowers.

“Thanks to this, the income from the expedition was enormous, so I was able to return with peace of mind this time.”

“…”

“Lord Mente.”

From noble mtl dot come

I extended my hand to Sir Mente, who was sitting across from me in the carriage.

“Are you feeling awkward?”

“Uhm…”

First of all, the clothes are not the uniform of the knights.

I am wearing the gray robe I expedition wear when I go on a hunting.

“Rather than awkward.”

Although he himself may have felt that his eye level was strange, Lord Mente was fiddling with his body his here and there with an embarrassed expression.

“I thought I might have become weaker.”

“It may take some time to get used to it, but at least you beat Sir Robert right away.”

“Look, master.”

Beyond Sir Mente, Robert, who was sitting in the coachman’s seat, immediately turned his gaze.

“I too can become stronger if you light incense by my side all night long!”

“I don’t really want to do things like make a naked man lie down, light incense next to him, and give him a massage to relieve his knots.”

“It’s gender discrimination!”

“That’s funny. Ask 100 men passing by. What kind of answers do you get?”

Whether it is a kingdom or an empire, the answer will be the same.

“And you weren’t naked. Isn’t that right, Lord Mente?”

“It wasn’t the first time.”

“It would be difficult if you said that.”

“…Because it was torn apart and ultimately became like that, didn’t it end up being the same?”

Sir Mente glared at me with half-sunken eyes.

“With this, I’ve gotten married. What should I do? You know there’s a saying in the kingdom that if you show your naked body, you have to get married, right, young master?”

“Master, what did you say when you saw me naked during sparring? Do you want to get caught?”

“Me?”

“According to imperial law, you, Master, will be captured, not me.”

“That is also the law of the kingdom, master.”

“The two men fit together very well. But…”

Sir Mente turned his head in annoyance.

“It looks like someone is coming from Gibraltar?”

“People?”

“Uh. I feel it. This feeling…”

The moment Lord Mente tilted his head, I could also feel that sensation.

“Father?”

“What? The Margrave is coming out to meet us in person because the work in Seville is over? That’s amazing.”

“Um… Sir Robert. Stop the carriage first.”

Squeak.

The carriage stopped, and I got out of it right away.

Hehe.

Soon his father came riding a red horse the same color as his hair and stopped in front of us.

“Grey. Something urgent has happened. I’m in the territory…”

“Is it urgent?”

“…”

My father looked at Lord Mente for a long time as he got out of the carriage behind me.

“…”

Even though I said it was urgent, it really took a while.

“That.”

The result of nearly several minutes of agonizing, furrowing my eyebrows, looking back and forth between me and Robert, and touching my chin with my hand.

“…Are you Lord Mente’s mother?”

“Bread dot.”

My father was wrong from the first word.

“Bread dots…?”

“It did get bloated.”

Magical power.

“What happened, son?”

“Nothing much. Just…”

“He made me a master.”

Sir Mente spoke calmly and without any hesitation.

“Even though I said I didn’t want to, they forced me into it.”

“…”