Published at 21st of November 2020 09:14:06 PM
Chapter 329: 329
When you reach the gates of the city of Deuce .
There was a huge lightning strike inside .
It's daytime now . And it's blue sky .
It is not a natural phenomenon .
It's magic .
"And it's pretty powerful . "
While it will undoubtedly be modern magic, users have a considerable level .
Tra n s l at ed by ｊpｍtl . ｃ o m There are high level magicians in there .
What's the situation?
There's no gatekeeper, and he's too defenseless .
We're going straight into the city of Deuce .
I can see my heart rattling with a bad feeling .
My bad feeling often hits me .
That's why I moved the horse forward .
T ra n s l ated b y Jpm tl . ｃ oｍ And the city square of Deuce . What I saw when I got there was a conflict .
Both factions had knights . But one is with the bandit-like, and the other with the sobbing inhabitants covered in their backs .
Which is on the side of the people? It was obvious .
There are several apparently burned houses around, with vandalized traces .
The numbers are overwhelmingly higher for the bandits .
But that didn't matter to me .
The center of the square .
It was burning there . I guess as much lightning struck there just now .
In front of it .
There was a black coffin placed there .
It was a grand funeral that was taking place to see the style .
Something like the bandits broke in along the way .
"Shillings! I didn't know you would betray a gracious lord!
"The lord is dead! I don't have an in-laws anymore! I'll let His Royal Highness Gordon follow me! He said he'd give me a lot of money!
I don't understand the contents, even though the words come into my ears .
T ra n sl a te d b y Ｊp ｍ t l . ｃoｍ Just slowly advancing the horse .
Looks like Lars is screaming something behind him, but I don't really understand that either .
He proceeded with his horse in a boisterous fashion, breaking between the two factions into a form of entry .
When I saw the stranger who came out of nowhere, a bandit man stood before me .
"Ahem!? What the hell!? This place is ours already!?
" . . . shut up . I'm gonna kill you?"
"HI, HI NO NO NO!!??
I stare at you with a sense of killing .
Then a bandit man hits his butt and lags behind .
After I saw it, I got off my horse and approached Flirty and Coffin .
What was the name written there?
"Marquis Adam von Zweik . . . . . . !
It was the full name of the Marquis Zweik .
Why, why not .
Word turns my head looking for a reason . But yet I failed to understand the word death .
T r a nsl a te d b y ｊpｍt l . ｃ oｍ I calmly accept that you're dead, and I'm confused if you don't understand .
My emotions are all over me and I'm losing control .
Slowly reaching into the coffin, only the cold feeling returned .
The cold makes me understand death .
My benefactor is dead .
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"What the fuck! Kill him now!
A young knight just called Shillings .
In circumstantial terms, he must have betrayed the Marquis of Zweik and pulled the bandits in during the funeral .
Fool caught in Gordon's scheming .
The undead who defiles the funeral of the Marquis of Zweik and ravages this city .
Oh, yeah .
I had one word to sort out my emotions .
That's what Shillings said .
If you order me to kill you, I'll refresh all your messy emotions .
If you order me to, I'll kill you . Some of my men .
T r an s l a ted b y jpmt l . ｃ o m I can afford to be subdued . You can kill them all .
Yet .
I can't get a simple word out of it . The more I try to say, the more my heart rejects me .
I know .
I wanted to show the Marquis how I grew up . I wanted to prove it wasn't a mistake to kneel down .
And yet you can't do what you've done in the past, and you can't expose yourself to ugliness .
Marquis Zweik was not dominated by emotions and appreciated me for looking ahead .
I didn't say a simple word then either . I didn't choose an easy path .
And yet now, we can't choose that path .
"I can see how amazing you are again . . . "
It's hard to control emotions .
Marquis Zweik continued to endure irrationally and silently .
I pushed him to death all the time . For the future to wait ahead .
Believe me, that's the best .
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In front of someone like that, you can't dress badly .
Finish organizing your emotions in yourself . Ordered me to kill you . What's it gonna be? I'm just gonna freshen up .
There are more things to be commanded than that .
My purpose is covert action .
And northern aristocracy persuasion .
Then there is one thing to do .
"This land is ruled by the greatest aristocrats in the north . Confusion doesn't suit you . And the thieves - they don't have to . Protect the people! Don't make anyone hurt you any more!!
I'll take care of it .
That said Lars leaps out in front of the bandits and instantly controls a few .
And .
"Are you sure you want to be helpless?
"Oh . Minimize killing . Capture the mastermind . "
"Ha!"
Nerbe Ritter in his black cape pulls out his sword and hunts down the bandits .
The knights who were with them are so captured .
That should be Nerbe Ritter, or I haven't missed a single one .
If they had all ordered us to kill, there would have been more confusion . The damage should have increased and some bandits would have fled .
I'm glad that's it . On the other hand, I think so, there's a void in my mind .
The crackdown is almost over now .
I move my gaze into the coffin and touch it again .
"I knew it was cold . . . "
How can this not work?
Mother's illness doesn't heal, and the great benefactor is gone by the time she rushes .
For the sake of the country, even though we are pushing Leo to the emperor for the sake of the people, the country and the people suffer from a dispute over that emperor .
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Why can't I do anything right?
"I wanted your advice . . . "
Slowly I hold my fist with my hand that was touching the coffin .
There was a feeling of water passing through my cheeks .
"Are you crying . . . ?
Turning his gaze, there was a beautiful blonde girl there supported by a samurai .
He ties his long hair left and right and wears long, simple white clothes . She felt sick or pale, and she felt hard standing .
Exactly the girl with the impression of being sick .
The girl's eyes were green in her left eye and reddish brown in her right .
iridescent different colors . Is it because of that, I feel quite a bit of magic from the girl .
There were tears in his eyes .
"You're crying too . . . "
"I'm gonna cry . Well . . . because I'm the granddaughter of someone who sleeps in the coffin you're touching . . . "
" . . . well . How did the Marquis die?
"I just slept the whole time . I got sick the other day . . . because of the war . My hard work reduced my grandfather's life expectancy . "
" . . . too bad"
With all kinds of emotions in the words, I slowly knelt in front of the girl .
"My name is Schwartz . He leads a mercenary regiment . Once upon a time, the Marquis helped me . I came to wonder if I could help the great Marquis . "
"Black (Schwartz) or . . . pseudonym?
"I inherited it from my father"
"Yes . . . my name is Charlotte . Thank you, Mr . Schwartz . I can do the funeral slowly . You too . . . . . . will you join us?
"Of course . "
"Thanks . . . . . . "
Sadly Charlotte shrugged, distressed by the bitterness .
That appearance somehow overlapped with my mother, and I turned my gaze away .