A Famous Traitor and Treacherous Genius - A Famous Traitor and Treacherous Genius chapter 340

340 – Parental Role (2)

Post-writing.

A place called Count Castle in the past.

The place where Charlotte Gibraltar lived as someone’s wife after the existence of Charlotte Lembourg Gunther disappeared.

There is no one here now.

Except for Charlotte, who can only create the ‘magic’ of this mansion, all Gibraltars left according to orders.

When did I come here?

For the first time, Charlotte looked around the empty castle and fell into contemplation.

There aren’t many people who have left this place.

Gibraltar had to protect the canyon at all times, and Charlotte never left Crimson’s side for a single moment.

Unless Marquis Crimson went somewhere else, Charlotte had to stay in this castle at all times.

Her her writing her her her was her to her her her her her, her cage her her.

It was a fence that protected against threats from the outside.

-I’m trying to build a new castle. A castle for two. It is a name that is a variation of the mother’s name…It is called Caroline.

The fence led to Caroline Castle.

Gray said that he needed to build a new luxurious castle according to imperial construction methods, but what he paid the most attention to was the couple’s bedroom.

From there, Charlotte was able to see the world.

Unlike the old Count Castle, which boasts a history of 500 years, but where you can see the high walls outside the window, Caroline Castle, which is located on top of a hill, offers a panoramic view of the world.

Charlotte had never seen so many different places.

Even when he was in Lemburg, he never left the mansion, and even during his time at the Academy, he never left the dormitory.

For her, Caroline Castle was a large cage, but it was a cage from which she could view the world.

Nevertheless, Charlotte never thought about leaving the castle.

Because there were so many people targeting him outside the castle.

Not just St. Geo Nostrum, but there were so many people trying to use him to do something.

So when he first heard the story, when he heard the order to ‘retreat’.

Charlotte was scared.

First of all, I’m afraid Crimson will get hurt.

Or, rather than just getting injured, I’m afraid that the worst situation could happen.

And not only that the Marquess of Crimson had decided on her retreat, but the very prospect of having to leave Gibraltar filled her with horror.

Gibraltar was the place where she would live her whole life.

She thought it was a fence that would protect her no matter what threat came, but she had to abandon that fence and go out into the world.

This was a birdcage.

Having grown up safely in her cage all her life, she was very afraid to leave this place called Gibraltar.

I’m afraid that the happiness I managed to regain will be destroyed.

I’m afraid that the terrible nightmare I experienced once will come back to life.

I was afraid of losing this peaceful and comfortable land to the enemy, but I was also afraid that Gibraltar being trampled by others would destroy the home of my family, the Marquess of Gibraltar.

It was a terrible choice for her to have to go again to that terrible place made with her gold.

Only.

“…Come to your senses.”

Charlotte made a threat to herself.

“What are we going to do if you don’t come to your senses?”

No one answered.

If there’s anyone who should answer, it’s Charlotte herself who asked the question.

“Noir, no lettard. Everyone. For the children…”

Charlotte headed to a room.

“As the hostess of Gibraltar, do your best in your duties.”

A certain area of the county castle.

“I have to be here so the people of the territory can escape safely.”

The place where everyone in Gibraltar gathered to protect themselves from external enemies, just like 10 years ago, when the shadow of the empire lurked.

“I have to be here so I can survive until the last gate without collapsing.”

Squeak.

Charlotte closed.

“…The magic of Gibraltar that has been passed down for 500 years. At least in order to keep the guardian’s magic active.”

Then he fiddled with the ring on his ring finger her her her her.

The jewel in the ring was sparkling red like blood more than ever.

Only those with Gibraltar blood can create the magic within Gibraltar Castle.

And here, there is someone who has just a little bit of Gibraltar’s blood.

“…”

Will Gibraltar’s great magic be able to protect Gibraltar from the empire?

This castle may be able to be defended.

We might be able to protect this mansion.

But I wouldn’t be able to last my whole life in this room, a space that can accommodate about 50 people if they squat down.

People from the Gibraltar family might not know this, but the whole of Gibraltar.

That’s why Gibraltar chose to retreat.

The Marquis stayed to the last and guarded the castle, and the remaining administrators, nobles, and knights took refuge in the royal capital, taking with them the minors of Gibraltar’s blood and territory.

“…Save all the people of the territory. That is the Marquis’ will.”

Crimson chose.

In that case, as the Marchioness, it is my role as the responsible person to take action to ensure that there are no regrets about that choice.

“Whoa…”

Most of the territory residents have already left the territory.

Thanks to Director Bathory’s help, many people have already left for Orosol, and the refugees who tried to remain have also begun to move one by one.

In a way, I may have made up my mind after seeing their appearance.

-W, what should we do if not here!!

Even after seeing Sirene destroyed, they came to Gibraltar and complacently relied only on Gibraltar.

Those who hesitated, not knowing what to do in the face of threats against themselves, without even thinking about actively protecting themselves.

Looking at the people who were wandering around shouting ‘how’, Charlotte felt disillusioned and angry as if she was seeing her previous self.

Although the outcome was different, it felt like I was seeing myself from 20 or 10 years ago as I was helpless and unable to make independent judgments and actions.

“It’s different from back then. So…”

I hope this choice is right.

Charlotte put her hands together in prayer and took a glass bottle out of her arms.

Charalak.

Taking blood from a vial containing red droplets, she rubbed the gemstone of her ring with her thumb.

Fa–ah.

Red barriers spread out in all directions.

When Gibraltar deals with external enemies, a barrier is created that prevents anyone from entering.

And at the same time, this is a signal that Gibraltar is safe.

The knights who had already entered the room checked and left –

Knock knock.

A knocking sound heard outside the door.

Charlotte got goosebumps at her rhythm, which was both familiar and unfamiliar, yet buried deep in her memory.

“No way-“

[Wife!]

Outside the door, an urgent voice is heard.

“Deacon, this is Malcolm! I have something urgent to tell you! Please open the door!”

“…”

It is the voice of the head deacon.

The voice was definitely not wrong, and even if it came from beyond the door, the voice was clear.

However.

“Malcolm. “What is our ninth child’s name?”

Charlotte asked, and there was no answer from beyond the door.

[Wife, now is the time…!]

“When Gibraltar’s barrier is opened, no one but Gibraltar can open this door. Have you forgotten that rule?”

[That, that…!]

“Even if the King of Nostrum comes, the rules are the same.”

[…

Outside the door.

“And, we don’t have a ninth yet.”

The knocking stopped.

[…Geuhuh.]

And with a sound like a pain.

[Hey.]

A familiar sound range.

[You’re still quick-witted?]

Under the door crack.

[K, hee hee, hee hee… I have to cross the continent to meet you, hee hee…!]

Something shining golden was writhing and crawling.

The liquid that saw in through the cracks in the door, like water, was too dirty to be called gold; it was like gold mixed with all kinds of dirt.

“D-you can’t believe it…!”

Hehe, I am indebted to your son.]

It came out through the crack in the door and began to take on the appearance of a human.

Even though it did not have a proper human form, it was in the form of a human being smaller than a child, but its face was an exact copy of someone else.

[Your son killed me, so I will take revenge on you and leave.]

“Uh, how…!”

[Well. I don’t know, but when I came to my senses, this is what happened.]

Tzueook.

[I want you…Huh?]

I stretch my hand forward, but something like a red net suppresses something made of gold.

Although the red barrier could not completely block foreign substances from flowing through the cracks in the door, it did its best to prevent them from entering the inside no matter how much the body moved.

It’s like the barrier becomes soft and you can move forward, but the barrier doesn’t break so it continues to block access.

Just as if you push your face towards a hard fabric, the fabric will not tear.

[This, this…!]

“…It’s no use. Even if you’re Geo Nostrum, this is Gibraltar.”

[Oh, I’ll find it somehow! If there is a gap, definitely anywhere! Hehe, there is no one to help you!]

“…”

Something golden realized that even if it stretched forward, it could not go more than one step into the room, and began to move towards another direction.

“…”

Charlotte took off his shoes, climbed onto his sofa, and put his hands together in prayer.

“Please, anyone.”

Fizzing.

With a sound like something being crushed, the contaminated gold tried to come in through the crack in the ceiling.

[Off, ugh!!]

Contaminated gold could not come in.

Just looking for another place.

“…”

There is only one thing Charlotte can do.

Believing and waiting.

Waiting with faith until someone with Gibraltar blood arrives.

Or to protect yourself from being touched by those dirty hands until someone outside notices the situation and comes to help.

Tzueook.

Avoiding the golden hand rising from below, Charlotte climbed up onto the backrest of the sofa and avoided that touch.

[Where are you, where are you…! Wow…!]

Whatever that is.

Please, I hope it arrives quickly.

* * *

Bu-euung.

Ahead, a group of carriages can be seen.

Looking like a container on wheels, a group of people are walking towards the royal road at slow but non-stop steps.

And in the lead-

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“Malcolm!”

“Oh, master?!”

There is Malcolm, the head deacon.

“Why here now…?”

“The Marquis of Gibraltar has ordered evacuation! When we escape, we will face the emperor at the second gate…!”

“What about your younger brothers?”

“Over there, behind.”

“…”

On top of the carriage.

Noir with a coachman and a sword at his waist.

And Lettar consoles his younger siblings through the window.

One person is not visible.

“…What about your mother?”