I Am a Low-Class Aristocrat of a Perishing Country - I Am a Low-Class Aristocrat of a Perishing Country chapter 52

52 – Determination

Turb, tumble.

“Damn it, that’s unexpected.”

From the other side, I heard the sound of Siegharun’s exhausted steps. It was difficult to identify him, who was already dressed in pitch black, covered in dirt.

“I agree with you. You just said a lot of incomprehensible words…”

Next, Bartlante slowly raised his upper body. The blood dripping from under his chin ran from his collarbone to his belly button like a tie.

It was Bartlante who was seriously injured. Only then did the spirit that had been immersed in the scent of the separated Ir Elfi recognize the surroundings.

“Are you okay, Duke?”

“Of course. I conceded an unexpected blow, but Chester’s man healed in no time.”

As if trying to prove it, Bartlante tapped the area around his stomach. It was clearly the part that had been crushed by the handle of Ir Elfi’s sword.

Somehow, it seemed that there was no pain from his bold movements, like the beating of his drum.

“No, they usually die. You’re too special, Bartlante.”

Zeke Harun is a good tackler. But Bartlante’s reaction was cold.

“Don’t pretend to be friendly.”

“You’re reacting like that here? You? To me?”

“It’s unpleasant to talk about the subject of treason.”

“Ah … Ah.

He smiled softly at Bartlante’s stinging eyes and looked this way. The face of Siegharun, who was approaching slowly, was bright. I felt as if my heart, which had a stab wound, was being slashed at that leisurely attitude.

It was an unpleasant feeling.

“Iru Elfi Yustiha managed to quietly back down. If we lost the Marquis, we would have been in trouble, but it’s fortunate. But…”

Zeke Harun blurted out his words and at the same time hardened his smirk.

Then he raised his voice to a level that Bartlante couldn’t hear.

“It’s the worst of the worst. I don’t know how it’s possible, but an annihilator with memories of the original game. It’s a completely unbalanced game, this one.”

“… That’s right.”

“Let’s look at it realistically, apart from the game’s permission. We know all of our patterns, and it’s the Ir Elfi Justihaya in its heyday with dozens of years of experience accumulated. I want to ask. How did you send such a monster to the ground?”

“… I see.”

“Hey Marquis?”

“…”

I must have looked very insignificant when I lost my focus. It must have been no different from a corpse doll that did not collapse.

Zekhharun sighed and mocked me, who was barely breathing.

“Haa, if anyone sees it, they’ll think they’ve parted ways on crow’s legs. I’d like them to put an end to trivial emotions.”

“What do you know…!”

I was about to respond emotionally to the momentary outburst. I fell silent at the sudden loud roar.

“─Don’t talk like that!”

The source of the roar was Bartlante. He exploded with heat that seemed to rise from the crown of his head.

The source of the heat was close to anger. His neck was trembling as he was about to erupt like a volcano.

It was rather me who was taken aback by Bartlante’s passionate rush.

“As I fell close by, I saw everything and heard everything. I couldn’t understand half of what Marquis Justiha was talking about, but I did understand at least one thing.”

“Little Duke…?”

I belatedly called Bartlante. No answer came back. Right now, he was a runaway train that didn’t pay attention to his surroundings. He argued as fervently as a revolutionary preaching the truth.

“Only one! The Marquis of Justiha loves the Marquis of Alteon. And with a broken spirit, she desperately sought help from the man she loved. This is all I know for sure.”

He gently closed his eyes, as if acknowledging the criminal’s intellectual limits. However, in the moment of succession, the quiet prayer was violently reversed.

“But!!! As a human Bartlante, I dare to know one more thing. Even after hearing such words! Even after going through such things! It is the duty and principle of being a human being!”

“Bartlante you…?”

Zeakharun stupidly let out a quiet voice. His face was dazzled, as if he had been hit by a hook at an unexpected timing.

“I wonder if Bartlante Chester was originally such a hot-blooded character. I feel the power of time all over again.”

“You’re talking nonsense again.”

Overhearing their rakugo-like conversation, I laughed for a moment.

“… Kuh. Kuh.”

“Marquis Alteon?”

Bartlante, with a worried face, lowered his head slightly. Thanks to that, I felt relieved and relieved. It’s not bad.

Just……

“Thank you, Little Duke. Since you shout out your embarrassing opinions so loudly, I’m sure you’ll bring your spirits from the outer world.”

It was a dark history that would never happen again. The shout, in which Bartlante’s anger melted, was an object that had the power to dare even thunder. Probably by now, all the people residing in the main palace would have stuck Batlante’s lines into their ears.

The lights of the main palace, which were actually dark, are turned on one by one, and the door to the terrace begins to open.

“Wouldn’t you have sang a congratulatory song for me and Irelp? To be honest, it’s a bit… Funny. Puha.”

Ah.

IRLP.

From tomorrow, what kind of rumors will we spread in the social world?

… Very, very much looking forward to it. Of course, I can’t be ashamed of myself, so you should share your shame as well.

Well, yes. A decision was made.

“Oh, my God. As a man, I used to talk like I was proud of myself, but now I’m extremely embarrassed. More than that, I think the knights are going to make fun of me… If there’s even a mouse hole, please…!”

“If it’s a rat hole for your size, shouldn’t it be called a bear hole?”

“Shut up.”

“hahahaha. Okay, Mr. Man, Pure Lover Bartlante.”

“ooo!!!”

Actually, it’s not even a decision. I’ve already decided the meaning of my existence once. The day we secured Charles’ safety.

[I think changing the future where many people are unhappy is probably the reason I was called here. Regardless of the old man’s intentions.]

[Yes, I realized it again. I want to save the Irelph. Like the emperor said, I want to see Ir Elfi smile sincerely.]

Make up your mind. Because I was relieved alone, not knowing that you were festering inside.

I didn’t want to see you smile brightly and ask me to kill you.

I like the way you smile when you wake up in the morning.

I like the shy smile that comes up when we hold hands.

I like the awkward smile he makes when he says he can’t stop it.

It’s been a long time since I decided the path I should take.

Close your fist as hard as you can with mighty strength. It was the right amount of strength to hold Ir Elfi’s hand. If I don’t pull with this much force, she will sit down and weep forever.

And I promise. Never again would I miss anything in the gap between my hands.

‘I will, for sure, save you. No matter how many times you fall Even if you get hurt. I will implement a happy ending in a dead end game.’

To give up on you like this, there are as many good points as there are leaves in the green forest. The relationships built up in a short amount of time became precious. Now I feel like my daily life without you will be empty.

It’s still too early to give up, I have a lot to say to you.

To tell you all about it, I’ve organized the situation.

“Let’s stop arguing and move on to a healthy topic. First, I’ll tell Sieg Harun and the Duke the whereabouts of Illelpi.”

“Come to think of it, I remember that Marquis Justiha left a message saying that he was waiting somewhere.”

“That’s right, Little Duke. I can roughly guess where she’s headed. But… This one, Siegharun, I think I’ll need your help.”

“Hmm? Tell me.”

“. Ir Elfi must have gone there.”

“Hot! You’ve chosen that place well. No, maybe it’s obvious. But why do you need my help?”

“I know the location, but… You know, reality is a bit different, isn’t it?”

Even if you look at the Islands Eldrian, the scale is different from the game map. There are a lot of shops you see for the first time on an unfamiliar street corner.

How much worse is the stage of IrLP, which is being piled up? It will be difficult to find if you only know the approximate location.

However, it is different if it is Siegharun that is assimilated with the character. If it’s a realistic geography, you’ll know it clearly.

“I understand. I’ve been there before, so there’s no problem with directions.”

“I saw it? Why?”

“Hmm? Ah…”

Zeke Harun blurted out his words and made it clear that he had made a mistake. He scribbles Korean on his lawn while maintaining as much dignity as possible.

That was written on the grass. Before he knew it, Zeke Harun put on a large hood and hid his face in shadow.

‘… It’s because he’s assimilated, he’s a human too.’

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Perhaps the one who thoroughly enjoys this world more than me is Zeke Harun.

At that time, Bartlan Te put his hand on his chin and offered a serious consideration.

“Hmm. Is this Peita’s password? What is the wisdom of the Marquis who can interpret this in an instant…!”

“…”

“…”

Well, let’s put it like that.

Bartlante’s slightly hazy admiration soared lonely into the night sky.

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Pair!

I clasped my palms, drawing distracting attention.

There are less than two days left to use the old man’s chance. Within the tight period, we had so many tasks to put together.

“Then, from now on, we will establish a plan to attack the Illelpi raid. Be prepared as there is no reset button in reality.”

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“Ha ha… Ha ha…”

I was out of breath. Even with short cycles of inhalation and exhalation, the airways tasted like blood. I ran and ran, whipping my body to the limit, and arrived at the mountain in full moonlight.

For a mountainous area, the relatively wide and flat terrain seemed very good to live in with a small hut built.

Now it’s just a vacant lot where you can’t find anything like a cabin, but it’s a relief.

I was relieved that I could not repeat the mistakes I made. He doesn’t know what he would have dared to do if he had faced the old couple who had been slaughtered again.

“I’ll wait. Nefi.”

I will be happy if I die here again. A death at the hands of his beloved Neffi would also be comfortable.

But if Neffi, the only variable, can’t stop me… I will gladly destroy the world.

As an incorrigible sinner, and as a human being who pays for his evil.

“I’m a fool who came to the grave by myself… I hope you bury me yourself, Nefi.”

I told you the location of this place in the abstract, but Neffi will find it. If my guess is correct, Siegharun must be a singularity that saw the future like me.

He will be the correct compass and guide Neffi to this place.

To my final battlefield, where the long malice has ended…