Grave Keeper of the Fallen Kingdom

smart.

A familiar voice came from beyond the lightly knocked door.

Sigh.

When the door opened, Lesia welcomed me.

“brother!”

The office where the administrative assistant was located was wider than expected. And most of it was full of papers.

“Ah, you are the temporary knight commander of the Golden Lion Knights, who was newly appointed this time.”

“This is Len Argen.”

“This is Richard, the administrative assistant.”

Richard and I shook hands and said hello.

“I’m sorry you seem to have come when you’re busy.”

“no. I was just about to get some rest. Letia, spend some time with the captain and come.”

“Yes, thank you.”

Upon Richard’s willing acceptance, I went outside for a while with Lesia.

“how’s work?”

“It’s difficult, but it’s okay. Is it interesting or rewarding?”

“Then I’m glad.”

Since we were so busy with each other, we didn’t have enough time to talk properly.

How long has it been since you two had a conversation like this?

Lesia and I shared stories that we hadn’t shared before and raised each other’s grievances.

“So, other than having to do a lot of hard work, isn’t there anything special?”

“huh. Other than that it’s fine.”

Lesia’s expression was subtle.

The difference is so subtle that it’s hard to notice anything unusual unless it’s me.

This obviously means there is something going on.

“Really not? How many years have I seen you Be honest.”

“… … no. really no! are you okay!”

Lesia smiles and shows a bright appearance.

If you don’t talk like this, it’s already wrong to listen to this guy’s mouth.

‘Did the old man approach you?’

It gradually became that time.

Although he had asked Princess Jane for Lesia, Princess Jane might not be able to properly protect Lesia unless she knew the details.

Lecia doesn’t talk about difficult things well.

“okay? Good luck then.”

I pretended not to know and finished talking to Lesia and sent her back.

As I was passing through the spacious hallway, a familiar human being was walking towards me from far away.

“Who is this? Aren’t you the Temporary Knight Commander of Ren Argen?”

A white-haired old man wearing luxurious clothes.

The greasy greed full of face is still the same as ever.

‘I’m pretending to know when I saw it.’

Hiding my discomfort, I smiled and greeted him.

“You are Fervent Wesseler of the Privy Council.”

“Oh, do you know me?”

“Wouldn’t it be natural?”

“The temporary leader knows something. okay. What did you come all the way here?”

An unpleasant smile crept across the old man’s lips.

He was obviously asking because he knew that he had met Lesia.

“I came to meet my brother.”

“Oh, is that so? This must be an older brother who is sick of brotherly love.”

“Because I have a younger brother whom I cherish. hahahaha.”

“is it? Did you have a good talk with your brother?”

“Yes, I haven’t been able to talk properly, so I’ve heard about your regards in the meantime.”

Asking a story that you are not even curious about is probably because your own story will come out.

‘I’m sure there must have been contact.’

Seeing that Lecia doesn’t really talk, it seems that we’ve just met casually and talked.

In the meantime, I wonder if this perverted old man was talking nonsense.

“Right. Come visit my mansion with your brother later. Let me treat you right.”

“thank you. I didn’t know you were such a broad-minded person.”

“ha ha ha! you know that now Didn’t you just train too much?”

“That’s right. hahahaha. We will see you next time.”

“You must come.”

“yes.”

With that said, Fervent left.

I checked in case I wanted to go to the place where Lesia was, but that didn’t seem to be the case.

‘I’m sure that old man caught my eye.’

The perverted old man didn’t seem to be in the stage of active movement yet, but it didn’t seem like it would last too long.

Before that, it seemed that I had to somehow pick off the heads or feed the wolves.

“I feel sick to my stomach.”

You won’t be able to touch Lecia easily.

Unlike my previous life, my influence now is different from before.

Well, it’s not possible to stop that old man’s perverted temperament with this much power, but it will be able to suppress it to some extent.

I need to deal with that before… … .

‘What should I do… … .’

* * *

As usual, Rayman and Adeline, who were gathered in Decane, and Jennon, who came up after work, huddled together and focused on training.

At night, torches scattered throughout the darkened Decane illuminated visitors through the darkness.

that buck that buck

The three of them turned their heads at the sound of the soil and grass being stepped on, and their expressions hardened and their vigilance increased.

“who… Do you?”

Long blue hair that goes down to her waist.

Small wrinkles are neatly folded around the eyes behind the round glasses.

A sword hangs from her waist, and her clothes are made of luxurious materials.

“Looks like Len Argen isn’t there.”

The middle-aged man looked away lightly and said.

“Why are you looking for the shooter?”

“I have a question.”

“Ren is not here right now.”

“Then where are you?”

The man still spoke in a calm voice, but the three of them were unable to respond readily to the heavy atmosphere he exuded.

“Who are you to ask where our shooter is?”

Rayman, who was worse off, raised his sword and stepped forward and asked.

A man with a smile on his face.

“What are we going to do?”

“There’s nothing I can’t do.”

Beside Rayman, Jennon and Adeline stood side by side.

It meant that we would all fight together if we had to.

“These are fun guys. Do you think three can win?”

Adeline’s face turned red as she smiled as if she were looking at her cute nephews.

And Rayman, who looked at Adeline as if it was absurd, said a word.

“Hey, what are you-“

Then another footstep sound.

Appearing from the darkness, Ren looked at the man with wide eyes.

“… … Uncle?”

“Yes?”

“Your uncle? Who is that person?”

“oh.”

At the word Uncle, the three of them were relieved and relaxed, but Ren was rather wary of him.

“It’s been a while.”

“yes. It’s been a long time.”

“Shall we talk?”

After saying that, he glanced at the three people standing next to him.

The three of them understood the meaning of the wink and avoided their seats.

“Shall we go somewhere else for a while?”

“OK.”

As the three of them disappeared, Uncle walked slowly through the Decane.

“It’s been a long time since I’ve been here.”

“Why are you here?”

“Did I come to a place where I couldn’t come?”

“Aren’t you not interested in the original body?”

“It did. But interest has returned.”

He stopped in front of Havenberg’s grave and looked back at Ren.

“Have you ever met Scarlett?”

“there is. Yes, in the desert-“

“I am not talking about that time. after that.”

At that moment, Ren had an intuition about what he was curious about and what he was thinking about when he came here.

Cleta Argen.

My father’s younger brother, a swordsman who was demoted to Brilliant after being pushed out of the competition for headship, and lives here.

Scarlett is also in Argen’s mansion where he lives, so there’s a high probability that he’s seen her training in some way.

‘Monthly… … . Perhaps the reason why it finally appeared is that Scarlett’s Moonstrike is on track to some extent.’

That brawler must have been training his sword all day long to master the moon strike, so he probably didn’t care if anyone else came next to him and he was distracted.

And now that the moonstrike has shown some results, it must have been that the uncle who noticed and doubted it came all the way here.

‘I expected it, but it’s faster than I thought.’

I thought that Scarlett might be able to complete the moonstrike herself.

However, I didn’t know that I would already be able to achieve results alone without any help.

‘Certainly the most suspicious person is me.’

Ren Argen, who left his family helplessly a few years ago, suddenly emerged into the world as a high-ranking knight.

A guy who wasn’t that special just a year ago.

There was ample reason to be suspicious.

“I saw Sister Scarlett. He came alone from the desert after me.”

“so?”

“So we stuck together. Of course I lost.”

“… … Did you mean that Scarlett asked you to stick with her?”

“yes.”

His face turned a little complicated.

There are probably many thoughts going through your head.

“You haven’t learned Arjen’s feasts.”

“yes.”

“Do you know how to use Arjen’s Feast?”

“I do not know.”

I really don’t know.

Maybe it was the season of Havenberg swordsmanship.

“There is a saying that you performed the first season of Argen swordsmanship, the Veil Thrust, but is that not true?”

“It is a different technique from Arjen’s Feast.”

“… … Then what kind of technology is it?”

“This is a technique I devised.”

“You made it? A technique similar to Argen’s swordsmanship?”

“yes.”

“Are you going to believe that?”

“What if you don’t believe me? I already came out of my family many years ago, and the family’s feasts are all I’ve seen a few times from a distance.”

“… … .”

I couldn’t believe it, but I had to believe it.

Like Ren said, everyone in the family knew that he hadn’t learned proper swordsmanship within the family.

However, Cleta did not understand that she reproduced Arjen’s swordsmanship just by seeing it from a distance, and then improved her swordsmanship.

If it’s that kind of talent, wouldn’t it have already been prominent from a young age?

‘If that’s not the case… … , Thinking of the future from a young age and pretending to be dull?’

Cleta glared at Ren.

‘Then, does the reason I finally revealed my skills mean that I’m ready?’

Cleta, who had believed that her eyesight was quite good, felt intuition that her belief was wrong.

It was because he had no idea what kind of person the Ren in front of him was.

“Can I have a look?”

“What do you mean?”

“The skill you showed Scarlett. I want to see you too.”

“That’s why you came.”

“Yeah, because Scarlett is making such a fuss.”

Ren nodded and took out the chohon.

It was something I expected from the time I made up my mind to appear in the sun anyway.

And it’s true that I trained hard to prepare for this situation.

“My heart is beating after a long time. I look forward to seeing how you changed Arzen’s swordsmanship.”

“Block it. I won’t treat you as your uncle.”

“good night. Just as you are Argen, I am also Argen. Even if I was pushed out of the competition, that blood is still flowing in my body. Come.”

– I like the confident attitude.

Havenberg, who was watching the two of them, threw out a word and entered Ren’s body.

[Code – Havenberg Arsen]

– Ohhh… … , A confrontation between Arjen and Arjen. would be fun My heir doesn’t see this fun! sh*t, stupid guy. Where to hide next… … .

Potter muttered that and looked around, but there were already three people, including Adeline, hiding behind a tree watching the situation.

– After all, you are my successor. The eyes are very fast.

The atmosphere changed rapidly.

Realizing that Ren’s eyes had completely changed as he grabbed the first soul, Cleta swallowed and fired the sword.

‘Certainly, something has changed.’

The gap that had been visible a moment ago disappeared in an instant.

This feeling of pressure, as if even the air that flowed around was flowing around Ren.

The mind that I thought was a little light in my heart disappeared as if it was washed in an instant.

Whoo- whoo- whoo-

The torches that were shaking thinly went out one by one, completely blocking the view.

While estimating the opponent’s position through qi, Cleta stopped breathing when she recognized the pupils that did not adapt to the darkness no matter how much time passed.

‘Has the space already been dominated… … !’

Looking at the skills Scarlett was practicing, I had roughly guessed it, but there was a clear difference.

No, was it true that we were practicing the same technique?

“Suck!”

The cut you feel right in front of your nose.

Obviously, Ren’s presence was right in front of him, but the sword strike appeared right in front of him.

Kagagak!!

Ki and Ki met, spreading a shallow shockwave and disappearing.

Pure white and blue moonlight flashing in the dark.

Opening her eyes, Cleta looked at the swarm of lights descending on her, then frantically swung her sword at the moonlight.

But how can a sword cut the light?

Sensing the vast gap that no matter how hard she struggled, Cleta fell to the floor as her whole body was struck by the black energy.

“Huh… . Heo-eok… … .”

The bloodshot eyes lifted their heads and looked at Ren.

“My uncle… , let me see… , didn’t you, didn’t you?”

Ren, who was breathing heavily at the shocked Cleta, spoke.