The Blond Male Lead is Too Much - Chapter 163



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“… … Lord of the Tower?”

To my surprise, it was Chester Matapju. He came in after looking around and quietly closed the door.

“Count Charophée, Duke of Calciard.”

“No, what are you doing here?”

I looked at him blankly as he quickly approached us.

Carl, who had let his guard down, also had a bewildered expression on his face like me.

“I heard from Deborah that you two are looking for the Holy Sword.”

He answered calmly and continued.

“That’s why I came forward to help you two. Have you found the Holy Sword?”

“Oh, no. I was already having a hard time because you weren’t coming out for a while.”

He added an explanation that the Holy Sword was not found in any of the three locations that were considered potential hiding places.

“Then I will find it for you.”

“Lord of the Tower? How… … .”

“You may have seen it at the magic tool exhibition before, but the Magic Tower recently invented a power detector.”

Matapju took out a long silver stick from the pocket of his pitch-black uniform.

Oh, it’s just like a dowsing device.

“If this detects a source of energy, it will point in that direction.”

“Oh! I’m so glad that Lord Matap came. The two of us almost went back empty-handed.”

As Carl nodded as if agreeing, Matapju coughed slightly with an embarrassed face.

Soon he started operating the astrology detector with a serious face.

Yeah, yeah.

The silver bar began to vibrate strangely. We all stared at it intently.

Despite the strain of having three pairs of eyes focused on it, the detector worked well.

Wheeeeeeing.

The detector’s vibration grew louder and louder until it suddenly bent ninety degrees.

When I turned my head to where the end of the stick was pointing, I saw a statue.

“Are you referring to that right now?”

“Yes, have you looked for the new product?”

“I checked the bottom… … .”

He approached the statue, trailing off. This time, the sword lifted the statue slightly, but as expected, there was nothing.

But the astrological detector continued to point out only the new person.

“Isn’t the statue itself imbued with divine power?”

“That could be possible. It’s a Holy Power Detection Base, not a Holy Sword Detection Base.”

“How about trying it the other way around?”

Matapju nodded at Carl’s suggestion, turned off the detector for a moment, turned around, and turned it back on.

Then the detector vibrated slightly as before, then grew louder, then turned in the opposite direction and pointed at the statue.

Seeing how determined you are, I wonder if there’s something in you.

I crossed my arms and slowly circled the statue. There was nothing particularly unusual about the pure white stone statue shaped like the sun god.

‘Did the real person have a holy power and react by chance… … .’

It was the moment when I placed my hand on the leg of the stone statue and let out a sigh of regret.

Druk.

“… … ?!”

Suddenly, I felt my hand being pushed inward. My eyes widened and I caught sight of a part of my body being pressed in like a button.

Huh, what is this?

“Knife! Lord of the Tower! Come here and look at this.”

“Why, Shailene.”

“What’s going on?”

Two men strode toward me, their eyes widening as did mine.

“There was a special device on the body.”

“Should we press it all the way to the end?”

“It might be dangerous, so let me try it.”

The sword was pulled back and I touched the statue directly. Krrrrrr. A part of the statue that had been slowly moving suddenly stopped.

Rattling.

The statue split in half with a sound like something was snapping inside.

‘… …Is this okay?’

I was very embarrassed because I was afraid that if I was not careful, I would be misunderstood as having damaged the statue and blasphemed it.

The sword and the tower lord also froze for a moment, as if they had similar thoughts to me.

Then, the sword quickly spread the split image wide to both sides.

“… … !”

A single, blue sword hung in the center of the statue, which was hollow like a shell.

The last time the Holy Sword appeared was 100 years ago.

Even though the time had passed for the mountains and rivers to change ten times, the holy sword was still sharp as if it had been made yesterday.

“This… is the Holy Sword, right? Right?”

“I think so.”

Matapju answered with a slightly hazy voice. Carl just stared blankly at the holy sword without answering.

Just like someone possessed.

“knife.”

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As I cautiously called out to him and grabbed the hem of his clothes, Karl looked back at me and smiled faintly.

Then he reached out and picked up the Holy Sword. Fortunately, the Holy Sword accepted his touch without much resistance.

“Found it.”

“Whew, let’s pack up and go back quickly.”

“okay.”

The sword was wrapped in a cloak and slung at our waists. We clumsily sewed up the statues and prepared to go out.

‘I wonder what’s happening in the square now? Have the Emperor and the High Priest been captured?’

It was time to sort out the situation long ago.

Still, it was a time when I had to hurry and quicken my steps to stay by my family’s side.

Kwakwang!

Before I could even leave the chapel, a tremendous noise was heard from outside.

It was a shock so great that it shook the ground we were standing on.

Through the window, black smoke could be seen billowing from the square.

“Hey, what is that?”

I ran to the window in a hurry and carefully observed the smoke, then covered my mouth in shock.

Because the smoke was in the shape of a devil.

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‘It is a ritual to offer a sacrifice during the great prayer meeting and invite Lord Rudwald into your body.’

Morphina explained this plan very briefly.

But Raviello knew that the sacrifice she was talking about was Shailene.

If you’ve become the demon’s host to get Shailene, what good will it do to sacrifice her?

‘You still only plan to use me.’

I’m not a kid anymore.

As he followed his father and mother to the altar, he immediately found Shailene among the crowd.

She was wearing a cape-style dress that at first glance appeared to be a wedding dress.

Could this be a revelation, or rather a gift, given to Raviello?

That I could fulfill my dream of running away with Shailene and getting married.

He watched indifferently as the Emperor and Morphina were being accused, then raised his head and looked up at the sky.

It was clear and blue without a single cloud.

‘The weather is nice.’

As if it were for oneself.

Raviello smiled brightly and walked slowly.

Morphina, who did not notice this movement, muttered, chewing her lips nervously.

“Damn it, we haven’t even captured the sacrifice yet and already this is happening… … !”

The original plan was to hold Shailene back while the prayer was being held, stalling for time and offering her up as a sacrifice.

Thus, if Ludwald were to be resurrected from Raviello’s body, he would be able to bring the world to its knees.

However, Shailene was nowhere to be seen, and before she could move properly, she was ambushed by the Diat family and was left with her hands and feet tied up.

‘It would be better to take Raviello away first and plan for the future.’

She turned to look for her son, then paused.

Raviello was suddenly standing behind her.

Morphina, who did not notice anything strange in her son’s smiling face without any light, grabbed his arm and poured out what she wanted to say.

“You’ve come at a good time, Raviello. You need to get out of here immediately and take shelter. And the other Ludenians… … .”

But she didn’t have time to finish her words.

Morphina looked down with trembling eyes at the sudden pain in her abdomen and took a sharp breath.

Her pure white priestly cassock slowly began to turn red.

“You… … why… … .”

“Your mother said so. She told us to offer sacrifices and serve Lord Ludwald.”

“The sacrifice I spoke of is… … .”

“I know, he’s a different person. But I have no intention of sacrificing him.”

Raviello whispered as he supported his mother, who was about to fall with her legs broken.

“Even if you don’t sacrifice your loved one, you can summon Lord Ludwald by sacrificing someone with strong sexual power and a member of the royal family.”

“… … !”

The son she had arrogantly looked down on, thinking he could be in her hands. Morphina opened her eyes wide in shock at being betrayed by the son she thought was her right-hand man.

Raviello made her sit against the altar with a smiling face until the end.

“Goodbye, Mother.”

“You, you damn thing… … .”

He held a bloody dagger and took his mother’s remaining breath without hesitation.

After saying a short prayer to his dead mother who had not even closed her eyes, Raviello got up and aimed for his next opponent without hesitation.

The emperor is my biological father, but I have never once called him father.

“Wait a minute! Your Majesty, what are you doing—!”

Linus and Benjamin, who saw him approaching them with blood dripping from his sleeves, quickly tried to stop him.

But Raviello was one step ahead.

“Ugh… … .”

The emperor, who had turned around without realizing it at the sound of footsteps, had a sword stuck in his heart.

He fell backwards without even being able to scream.

“Go well with your mother, father.”

Raviello, after giving a soft greeting, headed towards the altar.

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