Imperial Guard - Chapter 93
Only Noblemtl
Phew! Phew!
A red-haired man swung his sword in the quiet training grounds.
Lucas, a genius swordsman at the Academy who was selected for the sword at a young age.
He never missed a single training session.
This is because I firmly believed in the saying that a drop of sweat during training is worth a drop of blood in battle.
“Lucas. The left side is empty.”
“yes···!”
Tamar-!
Meyer’s sword pierced Lucas’s opening.
Meyer shook his head as he saw Lucas backing away.
“Hmm, let’s stop here.”
Professor Meyer, standing across from Lucas, put his sword back into its scabbard.
Judging by his concentration, it seems like the training went on too long.
“If you can’t concentrate, take a break. Resting is part of training.”
Meyer, who had been helping Lucas train until tonight, put down Lucas’ sword.
Unfocused training is worse than no training at all.
You should rest until your condition improves.
“Haa··· Yes.”
Lucas sheathed his sword and sat down.
I wiped the sweat running down my cheek and looked up at the sky.
The sword has no end.
No matter how much I train, I see more to learn, and the more I learn, the more I realize how inadequate I am.
“The Taegeuk sword is a truly amazing sword. Lucas, if you sharpen your Taegeuk sword, becoming a sword master is no longer a dream.”
Meyer smiled.
Lucas was only 20 years old.
No genius in the world could have reached the level of a sword master at the age of 20.
“Yes. I need to gain some experience at this Yongbong branch.”
“Yes. Make sure you aim for victory. I heard the prize for winning this time is quite great.”
Originally, the Yongbong Branch only had a small prize money, and the only reward was honor.
But now that the Empire has intervened, things are different.
For their status, enormous rewards were created.
“···Professor. I have a question.”
“Ask me anything.”
“Can I beat Sir Rael?”
Lucas had no time to worry about the prize money.
Because the wall standing in front of him was so high.
“···Think about that monster later. Right now, just thinking about the sword in front of you is not enough.”
Although Meyer had been a swordsmanship instructor at the academy for a long time, he was not sure about Rael.
He is a monster with incredible talent, and he has the Grand Duke, the Second Princess, and the religious order behind him.
I was wondering where on earth such a guy came from.
“The professor is right. Sir Rael is still working hard. I will work even harder to catch up with him.”
“Okay. The break is over. Let’s start slowly again from Chapter 1 of the Taegeuk Sword.”
“yes!”
Phew- Phew-!
Meyer looked at Lucas, who had started swinging his sword again, with a regretful expression.
Rael, if it weren’t for that… it would have been revealed soon that Lucas was the greatest genius in the Empire.
Lucas couldn’t see the light because of his halo.
‘Still, I won’t give up.’
It is true that Rael’s talent is great.
There were also highly credible rumors that at the age of 25, he had subdued a mature knight of the Knights of Kamen and captured a high-ranking demon.
If that were the case, he would probably have faced the Sword Master’s wall by now.
However, that doesn’t diminish Lucas’ talent.
Lucas was also a genius who could be compared to Rael.
Geniuses have a way of surpassing the imagination of ordinary people.
If Lucas continues to hone his talents, he may one day catch up with Rael.
‘Sir Rael… is probably still concentrating on his training.’
Such monsters do not simply appear because they are geniuses.
It is the result of overwhelming talent and tremendous effort.
Meyer focused on Lucas’ training, thinking of Rael’s face.
*
A quiet room in the corner of the Beggar’s Den, the home of the Baggers.
Lael was inside, arms crossed and legs crossed.
“Ha, what should I do with this kid?”
Rael prided himself on being a good man.
If you think about it, it wasn’t a strange thing to say.
Because in this fucking world, I was the only one with a high school diploma, and I was far from being uncivilized.
“But…! Even I can’t stand it if you keep your mouth shut!”
Cook. Cook.
Rael shook his head in frustration as he stabbed the desert warrior with his sword, who was buried in the dirt with only his head sticking out.
As expected of a beggar’s den, the floor was covered with dirt, which was a great help.
“I’ll tell you! Everything!”
“Considering that you’re from the desert, I buried you in the dirt you like. Okay? If you still won’t cooperate, I’ll have no choice but to become a gangster too..”
“I’m telling you everything, you crazy bastard!”
“This kid is not going to work. Let’s think about it some more.”
“No, wait! I said I’ll tell you everything! Aaaah!”
Kwak-!
‘what···?’
Clara thought as she watched Rael, who was holding his sword and starting to strike the desert warrior’s head.
I told you I would tell you everything, so why do you keep hitting me?
Even if Rael is a crazy man, he probably can’t not understand what you say.
“Rael. Didn’t you say you’d tell everything?”
Clara, who had been clinging to Rael to dispel the curse of the suicide, asked cautiously.
“Huh? Oh… Clara. Look carefully. These guys don’t tell the truth from the start. I have to beat them up so much that they realize that I can really beat them up, and then the truth will come out.”
An era where survival has become a shallow joke… well, not to that extent.
Anyway, to survive in this beggarly world, you need to have this much guts.
“Hmm, should I start digging for information? Or should I beat him up a bit more?”
“This will do, Rael.”
“Haa, that’s not it. I have to beat you until you’re almost dead.”
“···It already seems like that.”
Clara shook her head as she looked at the face of the desert warrior, panting for breath.
The others were being interrogated by the beggars of Bagus, but this one was the last one to be interrogated by Rael.
“Oh, I’ll tell you! I’ll tell you everything!”
Rashid, a desert warrior with blood and tears streaming from his head, looked at Clara and pleaded.
“Tsk. Clara. If you compare what you’ve investigated and find even one lie, call me back. Okay?”
“Yeah. Don’t worry.”
Rael left the interrogation to Clara and went outside.
Today alone, we captured five desert warriors.
‘Isn’t the Desert Kingdom fighting the Jeongcheon Alliance? Why are they plotting something like that?’
The desert kingdom of Nagor was not a very large kingdom.
Even if we hit it well, it only has about half the national power of the Kingdom of Vanessa.
I’ll have to question them to find out more, but no matter how much I think about it, the deserters don’t seem to have enough power to terrorize the empire while fighting the Jeongcheon Alliance.
‘It’s strange even if the warlocks helped. Those bastards must have already been on the verge of collapse.’
After the Warlock’s rebellion.
In the original, the black magician never shows his face.
‘So, there are other guys behind them?’
I left it to Lucas because it was annoying, but should I take care of it myself?
Rael spent some time thinking about that.
After about an hour, the results of the interrogation of the desert warriors came out.
“Rael. All the warriors you personally interrogated told the truth.”
Clara couldn’t hide her surprise at his interrogation skills.
“I told you. So what is it? Summarize it as best as you can.”
“Nagore’s goal is the Yongbongjihoe. I think they want to use this opportunity to show other countries an example.”
“Is that method black magic?”
“Yeah. The Empire’s defenses were weakened, so they joined hands with the warlocks.”
“···Tsk.”
Rael sighed.
I couldn’t understand why those bastards of the Knights of Kamen were just sitting there while the Warlocks and Nagor warriors were running wild in the Empire.
“Where is their base?”
“We are currently interrogating him, so it will be sorted out soon.”
“Okay, keep up the good work.”
Rael immediately took a step forward.
There were a few places I had to investigate myself.
*
The Imperial Central Guard was constantly visited by people even at night.
This is because of the recent increase in missing person cases.
“We are also trying our best. Please wait a moment.”
“Our child… Our child has disappeared!”
“There’s nothing we can do. We’ve requested assistance from the Kamen Knights, so please just wait a moment…”
“How many times are you saying the same thing! What are we going to do with our child if the guards don’t protect us! Heh, sob···.”
Kuran sighed as he saw the woman beginning to cry before his eyes.
It would have been absurd for a commoner to rush into the guards, but parents who had lost their children were rushing into the guards without thinking about the consequences.
‘This is a big deal. Why isn’t the Knights of Carmen taking action?’
It is only natural that the nobles are not interested in the lives of the common people.
However, over a hundred children have already been kidnapped in two days.
Even in a major incident like this, the Knights Templar were only given a standby order because they did not have enough manpower.
“Quran. What’s going on?”
At that moment, a voice was heard out of nowhere.
“···?”
Kuran opened his eyes wide as he saw the man approaching him.
It was Rael who became a famous person in the empire.
He had made a name for himself in the Empire only months after leaving the Guard, and now he was no longer in a position where he could match them.
“Rael. No, Sir Rael. What is it?”
“Sounds like Lord Rael. The Quran. Come inside for a moment.”
Lael entered the guardhouse.
“Our child! Find our child! Please!”
“Guards! If you take our taxes, you’ll have to work!”
I began to feel annoyed by the voices of people coming from behind me without realizing it.
It’s not my annoyance towards those people.
It was annoyance at this stupid world that only cared about the well-being of the nobles and did not care about the commoners.
“Sir Rael. What brings you to the guard post?”
Sitting in the guard’s duty room, Rael frowned as he looked at the Quran.
“Don’t use strange language and speak comfortably.”
“That can’t be. Sir Rael is an honorary knight of the Order of the Silver Cross.”
“···ha.”
Given the nature of the Quran, it would maintain that attitude even if it spoke itself.
Instead of engaging in pointless conversation, Rael asked what he was curious about.
“If it were Kuran, he would have already reported this to the Knights of Kamen. So why aren’t they taking action?”
“Even if you report it, no action will be taken.”
“···why?”
“The Knights of Carmen say they are short on manpower.”
“···.”
Rael narrowed his eyes.
The Knights of Carmen are the strongest knight order on the continent.
Even though the Yongbong branch is being held, it makes no sense to say that there are no personnel.
‘What are you planning?’
The Knights of Carmen.
I had a feeling there was something about those kids.
Something incredible was happening in a place he didn’t know about.
“···First of all, let’s try to calm people down.”
Rael immediately got up and ran outside.
The destination was the 3rd cemetery in District 4.
“Rael? You must be busy these days. What’s going on?”
“I have something to do for a moment.”
The gravedigger Hammel came to greet him, but Rael gave a brief greeting and went inside.
And then, an unpleasant feeling rose up his body and greeted him.
“···Fuck.”
As soon as I entered the cemetery, I felt a thick black magic and the power of a curse.
And, a faint magic energy was also felt.
‘Those demon kids are acting up again.’
Only then did Rael understand.
As he expected, there were no weak warlocks or half-baked desert warriors.
This incident was a collaboration between the desert kingdom of Nagor, the black magician, and the demons.
‘The target is Yongbongjihoe. The damage figures are… unpredictable.’
As so many people have gathered, there will be enormous damage.
The more sacrifices there are, the more powerful the black magicians’ magic becomes.
“···I think I need some help.”
Rael immediately turned around.
Since even the cemetery had been raided, it was clear that Nagor and the warlocks were up to something.
The damage to District 4 was a problem, but the terrorism at Yongbong Branch was also a problem.
‘It was my fault that the Yongbong branch grew so large in the first place… So, to what extent do I bear responsibility?’
If people die because of you, you won’t have a good dream.
Rael walked quickly.
If there was evidence, there would be many people who would help him.