84 – Imperial Banquet – (3)

Count Aurier was dead with his chest stabbed.

The blunt tip of the sword that had pierced the Count’s heart came out of his back and was deeply embedded in the wall. The blood that gushed out between them spread all over the room, creating a thick bloody smell.

“What is it?”

I held my head and let out a breath.

I felt dizzy.

Why is the villain in the third act, who is supposed to plot Lyncia’s death, lying in the middle of the room as a corpse?

who killed someone What else is its intention?

There have been many times when the original development has been twisted, but this time, it was the first time that I met death before the boss even appeared.

“Whoa.”

However, it is impossible to be discouraged like this.

I got up and approached Count Aurier, who was pinned to the wall. I had to find some clues.

The villain who should have appeared in the original development was killed. That means that the person who carried out this assassination must have been distorted by my actions.

Count Aurier appeared to have recently died. As a direct proof of that, it was because the blood that flowed out had not yet hardened properly and was sticky.

Also, Orie’s eyes, wide open in fear, meant that he had been attacked unexpectedly.

There was no sign of a struggle or break-in in the room. That would most likely be the work of someone acquainted with the count.

“And…….”

I saw the greatsword stuck in Count Aurier’s chest.

This was the point. Leaving a weapon on the scene is something even a third-rate would not do. A normal raider would probably have taken this sword as is.

In other words, the assassin who killed Aurier left the sword and ran away for some reason.

sh*t.

I grabbed the hilt of the sword and pulled it lightly. However, it was not pulled out because it seemed to be firmly embedded in the wall.

Reluctantly, I raised my hand and wiped the blade. Then, the sword body covered in Orie’s blood revealed my inner flesh.

And I opened my eyes wide when I saw the pattern embedded in the sword body.

“…”

Half Moon Crest.

The patterns he had seen so well appeared clearly on the sword body.

There was no way I didn’t know what this symbolized. Because it was the crest symbolizing the family of the character I possessed, Fried.

“Cleta…”

Cleta.

There was a high possibility that it was Cleta or someone who cooperated with her who attacked Count Orier. no, it was definitive.

In the end, Arwen’s plan, led by Cleta, gradually began to move.

It was safe to say that this was the prelude to the fourth act, not the third act.

The worst case scenario was that the Great Duke of Winter, Aranion, and Arwen might be in a cooperative relationship. In fact, didn’t Edwin Paleid in Act 1 also have contact with the church?

“I’ll turn around.”

I muttered that and took a few steps back.

Count Aurier is dead. The third act would now be chaos itself. All the information I knew became a piece of paper.

So, what should we do now?

I was lost in thought.

And.

again and again.

At that moment, footsteps were heard outside the room.

It was a small shoe sound, most likely a lady-in-waiting for the Earl in Ori.

“Master? Are you there?”

The moment I heard the maid’s voice, I felt sorry.

Right now, I have invaded Count Orie’s room without permission. Furthermore, the owner of the room had been assassinated and had become a corpse.

It was clear what kind of judgment the maid would make if she discovered this horror and me standing next to it.

After thinking quickly, I set my feet on the windowsill.

rattle.

However, the lady-in-waiting acted faster. Perhaps she thought the smell in the room was strange, so she opened the door wide without knocking.

Soon after, the sound of swallowing breath could be heard, and the maid let out a tear-jerking scream.

“Kyaahhhhh!”

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Damn it.

In a hurry, I threw myself out the window.

And the moment I saw the bottom far away like the abyss, I realized that even if I was wrong, I was very wrong.

*

The banquet hall was quite noisy. It was because nobles and important people in each field were gathering and talking.

Food prepared by the best chefs in the imperial family was displayed on a long table, and musicians were playing beautiful hymns.

For some, it is a noble and luxurious place that is different from the purpose of a lifetime.

“Sigh.”

However, the protagonist of the banquet, the emperor of the Millennium Empire, Lyncia Ayrn, let out a sigh.

Perhaps realizing that she was uncomfortable, the nobles nearby lowered their voices a bit. Only the musicians raised their voices in excitement.

“You don’t seem to have any energy. Are you okay?”

Uriad, who was concerned about that appearance, approached.

Lyncia smiled helplessly.

“It’s nothing. It’s just uncomfortable.”

“……There is nothing strange about it.”

Just as Yuriard said, all the guests who visited the banquet hall were the only ones with the responsibility of the empire.

Among them, the five grand dukes who sat in each of the VIP seats were the highlight.

Obviously, the influence of Grand Dukes Krater and Phileas was not small, but the presence of the other three was so great that they held the entire banquet hall.

“It’s a good drink. It’ll be a good fight against the dwarves of Eldua.”

Iron-blooded Grand Duke Mittern Harzfeld was passing a glass and smiling with satisfaction.

“It’s all old men. Handsome, I need a handsome man. Where is Mr. Fried?”

The representative of the Grand Duke of Gold and the best Archmage on the continent, Seira Liantour, twisted her golden hair with her index finger with a bored expression.

“As expected, the ecliptic Sigrun. Unlike the dull northern food, it is full of vitality.”

Grand Duke of Winter, Aranion Elderheart, was slicing food while talking to an elf knight close to him.

In fact, all the rulers of the continent were in one place in this banquet hall.

In such a place, Lyncia was thrown out alone. Moreover, among them, the Grand Duke of Winter, Elderheart, was even accused of aiming for the lives of the other Grand Dukes.

There was no way food could go into his mouth in such a situation. No, on the contrary, it was at a level where it was fortunate that he did not vomit.

“Ugh.”

Lynchia groaned as she felt a vomit coming from the inside of her throat.

Grand Dukes were also Grand Dukes.

More than anything.

“…”

“Why is that?”

“it’s nothing.”

Lynthia glanced in the direction of Uriard, then lowered her head.

In each of these awkward positions, there was one knight who had been guarding his side all the time. The driver always gave her a soft, nonsensical sound whenever she was nervous. But now he wasn’t there.

Lyncia was acutely aware of the anxiety emanating from his absence.

I wasn’t saying that Uriard was unreliable. But Fried is more… … .

“Muh, what are you talking about!”

Lyncia hurriedly shook her head.

Wasn’t he the one who pulled Fried out of the escort plan? What kind of nonsense is it to feel empty now?

In addition, there was even confirmation that Fried was aiming for his own life. I hate to admit it, but to Lyncia, the knight named Fried Iscobal was a person she could no longer keep by her side. Didn’t he vividly recall the scene of him killing himself in a dream just yesterday?

However, despite this, Lynchia was desperately feeling the void in Freed.

It must have been because Fried was by his side, of course.

Or is this also a bad effect of the feeling called ‘love’ that Lucy said?

‘I guess what happened to me.’

Lyncia beat her chest in frustration and cried, and Yuriard, who was watching her, distorted her face in embarrassment.

A moment of awkward silence.

Fight!

“It’s a big deal!”

A knight of the Royal Guard hurriedly ran into the banquet hall.

The orchestra, which was playing the national anthem of the empire, finally stopped moving the instruments.

Silence flowed in the banquet hall, and attention was focused on the knight.

“What’s going on?”

When Milia Liantur, who was guarding the entrance, brought her sword to the hilt, he fidgeted and explained the situation with hand gestures.

Millia brought her ear to the knight.

After hearing the story, she opened her eyes wide.

“…”

Seira’s eyes lit up in interest at the unexpected event, and Harzfeld put down his drinking glass. Aranion cut the meat without a word.

Eventually, Yuriard, who heard the story from Milia, slowly walked towards Lynthia with a frown on her face.

“……Muh, what’s going on, Lord Uriad.”

“It looks like something happened.”

“Sah, what is it?”

Yuriad came right in front of Lynthia and whispered.

“Count Aulier was found assassinated in his home.”

“Yeah?! What the hell does that mean?”

Uriad pondered for a moment and rubbed his chin.

However, when Lyncia urged her to speak with a wink, she sighed and opened her heavy mouth.

“According to the testimony of the maid who witnessed it for the first time, the culprit fled from the spot. The appearance is said to be a sturdy man with gray hair and black clothes. And…”

Uriad stopped talking and looked up.

Lynchia narrowed her eyes.

“What else?”

“At the scene, a weapon was found. It was about six feet long, and the family coat of arms was engraved on it.”

“What kind of family was it? Could it be… Elderheart?”

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Did Aranion take action?

Thinking so, Lyncia hurriedly asked, but Yuriard shook her head.

“That was the crest of the half moon.”

“…”

Lynthia stopped talking and looked at Uriard with blank eyes.

*

“Aww.”

I moaned in pain and teased myself.

My ankles were as heavy as a million pounds, and all the joints in my body were screaming.

“Is there!”

Then, behind her back, a gruff voice reverberated through the walls of the castle.

I hurriedly rolled over and into the ditch. The pursuer turned the corner and disappeared from sight, as if he hadn’t even thought that I had gone through the dirty drain.

“Huh. Are you gone?”

I’m out on the road again

The lady-in-waiting of Count Orrier was very active. As soon as he realized that his master had been assassinated, he immediately reported this fact to the guards.

Since the work conference and banquet were ahead, the response of the guards was quick. In less than 10 minutes, dozens of guards started chasing me, so I could clearly feel that the discipline was tight.

If it was the usual Freed, he would be able to shake off this kind of pursuit in no time. The title of Guardian Knight wasn’t a matter of luck.

But today it didn’t.

It was just that I wasn’t feeling well.

“Such an asshole.”

I blamed myself and walked like a creeper.

Jumping from the height of the 5th floor was insane, even for Fried’s body.

I should have come down calmly, but my thoughts were short. It would have been fine if I had mana wrapped around my body, but I wasn’t skilled enough to manage that much mana in an instant.

In the end, he rolled unsightly on the floor with his bare body and suffered all sorts of scratches on his body. The ankle joint was twisted, and the arm bone seemed to be cracked. Even this ended to this extent because of Fried’s body.

“Turn it off.”

I continued to walk while moaning in pain.

If he was caught here, he might end up running away as a traitor.

Even Lyncia, who was confused, would not have mercy in her hands any longer if I were caught red-handed.

No matter how much he insisted on his innocence, it would not be easy as long as the sword with the family crest remained.

That’s why it was an urgent priority to get out of this place, even if it was to preserve his life.

“……Whoop, whoop, whoop.”

I took a deep breath and turned the corner.

“Hey, stop there!”

Just in time, he encountered the pursuer who was approaching this place head-on.

The pursuer thrust the blade straight into my chest, and I had no choice but to hit my butt.

I didn’t even have the strength to resist. Because the body was already at its limit.

In order to calmly be bound, I strained my body as it was. I just wanted to be comfortable.

“……Eh?”

However, the behavior of the pursuer in front of him was unexpected.

Suddenly, he looked at me intently and began to tilt his head. Every time that happened, the feathers on the tail of the helmet moved around.

The face of the pursuer could not be seen properly because of the darkness, but the physique was considerably dwarfed.

At first glance, you might mistake it for a woman… … .

for a moment.

Woman?

“Cora?”

“……Uh uh uh? Why are you here?”

In front of me was Cora, staring at me with those bewildered eyes wide open.

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