Knights, Let’s Smash Them - Knights, Let’s Smash Them chapter 109

109 – You’re a Padrip (3)

Persuscaron, why is she here?

He said he had been asleep until a few months ago when he told me that a request to find the secret book of the Orgius Heavenly Sword was going around among high-ranking adventurers.

‘Why did I wake up from sleep already?’

Of course, Perthaskaron had a very short sleep period compared to other dragons. It was common for a dragon’s sleep period to last for decades.

No matter how strong he is, the life span of a mere human, Pyrhak, is finite. That’s why she chose to reduce her sleep cycle to a minimum and fall asleep often instead.

It came from the desire to see more of Pirhak.

But even so, it’s kind of strange that it happens so often.

She said, ‘Last time she said that she had a lot of trouble sleeping. Is it because of that?’

No matter what it is, it will be resolved if we meet and ask in person. I got up right away.

“…… Should I go too?”

“Why? If it’s important, I’ll call you separately. Please take a shower first.”

It’s me, they say we’ve seen everything we haven’t seen each other in the grand expedition, but Xi’an isn’t quite there yet.

Since I rolled around for hours, my hair, clothes, and entire body were covered in dust. Now I have to protect my dignity as a knight commander.

“Okay. Do I have to call you?”

Saying that, Xianne disappeared into her own room, and I turned her steps and headed for my private office, where the two of them were waiting.

When I opened the door and went in, there was a couple on the sofa enjoying the prepared refreshments.

“Long time no see.”

“I saw you last time, so what’s the matter? As an adventurer, I come here too often. You should just be our knights.”

As I speak in a brusque voice, he shrugs and smirks as always.

“I don’t like it dude, even my wife can’t arrest me, but I can’t just be imprisoned by knights.”

“Huh? Shall I show you what real restraint is?”

“Sorry.”

It didn’t take long for the confident Pirhaq to be subdued. That’s because the mouth is a problem.

“Lord Persuscaron.”

“Lubern Elroy.”

Unlike the skinny adventurer man, I politely bowed my head to the polymorphed red dragon.

“I knew that he had eaten during his sleeping period…… How are you?”

“That’s right, my physical condition has been young recently.”

“Yes?”

Fer brushed her lustrous red hair, annoyed at her.

“I don’t know. Lately I can’t fall into a deep sleep and I keep waking up.”

“Have you cheated on me again?”

“What kind of bullsh*t is this bastard!”

“I thought I was like that too, but not this time. I didn’t feel the presence of another dragon.”

What happened? Sparrows pass all over the mill.

“If I were to curse the other dragons this time, I was thinking of putting a strong recognition curse on them, which requires that you put ~~ dragon at the end of each word and wooung at the beginning of each word.”

“If I change my name to Bongpal, it would be perfect for Fight My Day.”

“Good idea? After all, the brain of the strongest bookkeeper.”

Wow, it was a corporal punishment that made my hamstrings tingle just thinking about it. I’d rather go bald than live a life like that.

…… Isn’t that again?

At those bloody words, Pirhak’s face went white.

“Hey, honey…… Aren’t you serious?”

“Looking at you.”

Pir Haq straightens his posture and sits down, straightening his back in no time. You don’t know how lucky I am that this son of a b*tch’s wife is a red dragon.

You have to be at least a dragon to be able to control his playboy temperament to some extent.

“But is it really strange? If that’s not the case, there’s no reason to disturb your sleep.”

“I have a guess, but…… I’m not sure yet, so I can’t tell you.”

Per added, slightly averting her gaze. It’s a subject that dragons are hesitant to talk about, even thinking about it gives me a very foreboding feeling.

“Anyway, that’s why I’m here to discuss what I told you last time, along with purchasing my wife’s sleep inducer.”

“Did you find out who the client was?”

I removed the joke and asked again.

It was a serious matter. It was a situation where a request to find the secret book of a hero who disappeared 200 years ago popped out of nowhere, so it must be suspicious to anyone.

However, the answer that came back was slightly different from what I expected.

“No.”

“You, a top tier adventurer, have an unknown client? How much did you pay for silence?”

Silence money, as the saying goes, meant the cost of keeping quiet about certain information.

Information is money here.

It’s not like the world I lived in where there’s a tree of knowledge where you can search for all the in-depth theories of quantum mechanics and the s*xual fetishes of some cheesy anime female character.

There was no green window where you could get an appropriate answer for whatever you were searching for.

Because information itself has tremendous value.

Since I have the information I have accumulated during the Great Expedition and during my tenure in the Black Lion Knights, I have been able to cook merchants and officials of the territory.

Yes, I am a stranger, but the overwhelming superiority of information is indispensable if I want to survive in the cracks of crazy territories.

Thus, those who did not want this information to be used by others could silence them by paying a certain amount to the adventurer’s guild or information merchants.

Should I call it a kind of ’embargo’?

The problem is that this embargo is supposed to be solved the moment someone else offers a higher amount, even if it’s lucky, but I couldn’t even guess how much money I would have put in if it wasn’t solved with funds in addition to the name of Kirhaq.

What is the reason for doing that in the first place? Anyone can see that it looks so damn suspicious.

“It’s not about money. No matter how much I paid, I made it so that the client would not be known.”

“What are you talking about?”

“First of all, there are only five brokers involved in this quest. In addition, it seemed that each relayer had contact with a different person.”

“Are you saying you don’t know who the real client is?”

“I didn’t have a good feeling of honor, so I personally asked for it. As a result of barely tracking it down, it turns out that when the request is completed, you will be contacted through a special artifact.”

“f*ck.”

I couldn’t help but curse. In the first place, it was the same as saying that it was a structure that could not be traced.

“Isn’t that strange?”

“I think it would be more strange to think that this is not strange.”

“Anyway, like the incident that happened in your territory this time, I think something will happen here sooner or later. Be careful.”

For some time now, my lips have been dry.

Dragon Knight Orgius and Lucy.

They are two people who are connected by a certain link called blood.

And I, Xianne, and furthermore, the entire Rupel estate are in a position to be caught in that link.

I thought that no matter what the unidentified client’s intentions were, they couldn’t go over just fine.

“That’s right, I heard you found some weird pictures of the warlocks you burned last time.”

“Oh, yes. Most of them were pictures of children, but when I looked further, there were a few adult males and females mixed in. Probably the innocent people they victimized.”

“Show me.”

Said Persus Charon, crossing her arms.

I couldn’t find him even after searching through the administrative system of Rupel and the Duchy of Hebron, so I wondered how much she could know as a dragon.

Don’t you know again? It could be someone who went missing a long time ago. Among them, there may be people who have had a one-sided relationship with Persuscaron.

In a situation where one is lacking right now, there is no time to discuss this and that.

Let’s take out the case files in the Kirten estate that I neatly arranged in one corner of the office and hand them over to the two of you.

The red dragon’s face crumpled.

“They are very little bastards. You are really young.”

“If anyone has any idea, please let me know.”

She slowly flipped through the files. Pir Haq also clung to Persus Charon’s side and quickly scanned the painting with her eyes.

“Wait a minute… ….”

And finally, on the page where the eyes of the two stopped, a girl with red hair, just like Per’s, was drawn.

I felt like we were quite alike, but I wonder if the two of them think so too.

“Honey, this can’t be.”

Fir Haq’s eyes start shaking like crazy.

Most of the appearances I’ve seen so far have been Perthuscaron, which was relaxed, annoyed, or consistent with an expressionless expression, but now it felt like a jumbled mix of indescribable emotions.

“Is your sister-in-law and you acquaintances? What’s the matter?”

“…… Don’t be someone you know.”

In one word she hurled out, surprisingly, there was a subtly hint of disgust and fear.

You feel the feeling that you are afraid of the red dragon of the world?

From noble mtl dot com.

It’s been awhile since I’ve had such doubts.

“This is me. It’s a picture of Polymorph from my Hatchling days.”

I couldn’t help but be overcome with fear at that bombshell remark.