The Duke’s Madness - The Duke’s Madness chapter 106

Arthur, who got up from his seat, said.

“hmm… But what, it has nothing to do with us, right?”

Leon, who was next to him, nodded.

“yes. Our target is Ian Dormund, not Jenika Hazel.”

“Does Ian Dormund know about this?”

“Isn’t that highly likely? He was holding the Blood Chalice, a relic of vampires, as an heirloom of my family.”

“Why were you holding something like that?”

“I think it’s because of the experiment.”

“An experiment?”

Leon hesitated for a moment before answering.

“Kane Dormund. He has spent a lot of money researching bloodlines and bloodlines since ancient times.”

Arthur’s eyes widened.

At the same time, Julie came to mind.

‘Pedigree, experiment… Is it the story of the project I saw then?’

In the meantime, Leon frowned and murmured.

“I think he was carrying the Blood Chalice as part of it… not sure what I also have very little information on this side.”

Arthur, out of his mind, said.

“Well, let’s get out of town first. You never know who might come.”

“Then are you homeless today?”

“Does that look good? Even if there are other villages nearby, I don’t know if something like this will happen again.”

Having made up his mind, Leon gestured.

“Then hurry up and get out. If I get misunderstood here, I have nothing to say.”

Arthur and Ginny followed Leon’s words and moved on.

That was when the group left the village.

Whiing-!

A chilling wind blew and brushed the body of the dead innkeeper.

Among them, a man appeared with his back against the beating moonlight and murmured.

“Huh? Are they all dead?”

Covering his face with a hood, he looked at the innkeeper and clicked his tongue.

“The restrictions are broken. what the hell kind of guy… .”

The speechless man stood up.

At that moment, the fishy smell of blood stung my nostrils.

“Ugh! What is this smell!”

The man with a frown turned his head.

A stinging smell of blood wafted from the inn.

“… Couldn’t it be?”

After muttering these words, the man approached the inn without hesitation and opened the door.

“… !”

The man with his eyes wide open opened his mouth.

“Huh?”

The inside of the inn was covered in blood.

In the meantime, the flesh and bones that were visible at first glance made me mistake this place as the entrance to hell.

“Uh, what kind of crazy guy is this?”

The man muttered in a shaky voice and groaned.

“Okay… We shouldn’t lose our blood relatives in a place like this, and the princess will be very angry.”

It was time for the man who took a deep breath to think about how to deal with the situation.

A crow’s cry was heard in the distance.

Kyaaak-!

At the same time, the earth roared with light.

The man who came out of the inn waved his hand.

“Have you finished your business?”

The man with bright red eyes answered.

“… What is this Carpe?”

The man called Carpe shrugged.

“That’s right, I don’t know, Taken. But one thing is for sure.”

Carpe, who was speechless, brightened her eyes.

“Some madman got in the way. this is true… It’s a pain in the ass.”

* * *

Arthur’s group, who left the scene, were homeless that day.

[hello everyone?]

[joy!]

He was homeless with the help of gnomes and undines, but there was no great inconvenience.

After spending a day like that, the next day, the group was able to find a huge village comparable to the one they stopped by last night.

“oh. I don’t think there are any vampires there?”

At Arthur’s words, Leon nodded.

“Looks like it. Looking at their outfits, they all look like mercenaries. Others are like real residents.”

“You better listen, right?”

“yes. Everything else is fine, but I haven’t brought any food so I have to replenish it.”

It was the moment when Arthur was about to enter the village at Leon’s words.

Ginny grabbed Arthur’s shoulder.

“Gongja. Are you sure you want to go in?”

Arthur blinked at Ginny’s question.

“uh… Is it not okay?”

“Then you can’t. Rumors have already spread about the disguised face.”

“This hazy face?”

Instead of answering, Ginny rummaged through her backpack and pulled out a hooded cloak.

Then he put it directly on Arthur’s shoulder and said.

“It’s still complicated, but wouldn’t it be better not to get involved in unnecessary things?”

“hmm… is that so?”

“Yes. That way, things will be easier.”

Arthur shrugged.

Leon, who had been watching the scene from the side, murmured.

‘Arthur Bavaria… that child. I’ve felt it for a long time, but why is it so popular?’

So is Jenika Hazel, so is Elin Leverkusen.

Same with that nasty elf.

Oddly enough, Arthur was popular with women.

‘Even if the bad guy is popular… Aren’t madmen different?’

While Leon was thinking about this, Arthur and Ginny entered the village.

buzz buzz.

With so many mercenaries roaming the streets, the streets were noisy compared to the size of the town.

Arthur and Ginny passed through the mercenaries and entered the inn.

A boy full of freckles approached with a bright smile and asked.

“Welcome, guest! food, room? What should I prepare for you!”

Ginny stepped up and answered.

“Will you prepare the meal first?”

“From soup bread steaks and other salads to a variety of… .”

“Please bring me the best food here.”

“Yes, I understand!”

The boy walked away, and Ginny and Arthur Leon sat down at a table.

Leon looked around and said.

“There are some pretty interesting stories.”

“Is it an interesting story?”

“I think this is what happened last night?”

At these words, Arthur awakened his senses.

At that moment, the story of the mercenaries nestled inside the inn was heard.

“Did you hear? Something great happened last night.”

“What a big deal? what is that?

“Looks like some of the big names involved in this are dead.”

“leading figure? What kind of bigwig intervened?”

“The Gates of Hell, Koon Edric.”

“… what! Gates of Hell! Kun Edric is dead!?”

“Not only that… Chaser with the blue whip, and Nybel the red sword.”

Arthur groaned.

“All the people I met yesterday seem to be dead?”

“… The people you met yesterday?”

“yes. You know, that person who had a fight with Ginny. Battle Mage.”

Ginny’s eyes widened.

“That person… Are you dead?”

“Is it like that? hmm… As expected, those believers who were blocking the front of the train. He seemed to believe in something.”

At Arthur’s words, Ginny’s eyebrows slightly furrowed.

‘That human… I was annoyed, but did I die so easily?’

If you’re a B-class mercenary, you’re a veteran who’s gone through all kinds of battles.

Among the numerous mercenaries in Arcane, it is said that they are recognized as real.

‘By the way, those three B-class mercenaries all died last night?’

What the hell happened?

Leon got up from his seat as Ginny naturally fell into trouble.

“You guys should eat first.”

Arthur turned his head and said.

“What’s going on?”

“I got a call from my friends. Ian Dormund, information about him.”

“oh… Then I should go soon. I will leave the food for you.”

Instead of answering, Leon gave a thumbs up.

When Leon got out, the food he had been waiting for came out.

“Is it delicious? Confucius?”

“hmm… I was feeling that way too.”

“Eat some vegetables. Don’t just eat meat.”

“Is meat the best thing to fill your belly?”

“what the. You shouldn’t be picky at this age.”

Arthur and Ginny chatted and waited for Leon.

Just as the food was about to get cold, Leon reappeared.

“oh. You are on time. I can see the steam rising from the soup.”

Leon smiled and took a bite of mushroom soup and put it in his mouth.

Ginny, who was next to me, tilted her head and asked a question.

“What good is it? Your expression brightened up.”

“Good things? whooping… There should have been.”

Leon looked around for a moment and then lowered his head.

“That’s some exciting information that just came in. Ian Dormund, they seem to be tied up right now.”

Arthur tilted his head.

“Ankle? Did you say the train stopped like we did?”

“oh! that’s right! Ian said he was in the same situation now!”

Arthur’s eyes widened.

In the meantime, Leon warmed up and explained.

“Looks like it’s not too far away. In other words, most of those who are after Yenika Hazel are here now.”

“… That’s interesting.”

“It’s an interesting situation. That’s why, I’m going to try to implement the plan soon.”

Arthur tilted his head.

“A plan? what plan?”

“Didn’t I tell you! You make this situation as messy as when we first met!”

The corners of Leon’s lips rose slightly.

“In the meantime, we take what we want. No one knows.”

Arthur asked with an exclamation.

“What the hell is the plan? Are you hypnotizing me like last time?”

“Similar but different.”

“… Similar but different?”

Leon nodded.

“I will be Jenika Hazel.”

“… ?”

“I’ll dress up like that and wag my tail in front of everyone.”

Arthur narrowed his eyes.

Ginny was no different.

“Hey, are you dressing as a girl, Leon?”

Leon giggled at her question.

“It’s more about transformation than dressing up as a woman. Have you all heard of [Polymorph]?”

* * *

The northern snowfield where white snow like a knife is driving.

There, Jenika prayed.

But there was no answer to the call.

Only the whirling white snow passed over her shoulders and over her head.

But Jenika didn’t want an answer either.

Traditionally, prayer is not an act of hoping for an answer, but a discipline for oneself, a practice for the sake of faith.

The answers and answers heard in the process only instilled confidence in the direction in which they were moving.

That was when the prayers began again.

One of the believers came up and said.

“princess. It’s been a week already. Please eat something.”

Yenika answered with her eyes closed.

“Eat anything… Then, what should we eat?”

“yes?”

“Do you eat bread and milk, like normal humans. Or do they eat flesh and blood?”

“… … .”

“I still don’t know. We eat flesh and blood instead of bread and milk. For that reason, I have been hiding for a thousand years.”

“… … .”

“I don’t know. Was it a sin enough to have to hide for a thousand years just because we were a little different from others? So, you have to pray.”

Yenika put her hands together again.

“Am I going in the right direction now? To check it out.”

An exclamation escaped from the believer’s mouth.

At the same time, the thousands of [Black Cross] followers who gathered behind Yenika burst into exclamation.

“Oh oh… .”

“God who leads us… .”

“princess. Please come to the throne. Let the sun shine on us again… .”

A wish that lasted for a thousand years.

resentment at the same time.

They came out with an exclamation.

Yenika, who had been listening to the story, murmured.

‘A little further… ‘

Just a little more, drawing out the power of the Holy Grail will end everything.

You can see the end of this long-prepared plan.

Then the curse will finally be lifted.

‘The thousand-year spell that the emperor of the empire bet on us.’

The moment the spell is lifted, the world will know.

How great is the anger that has been extinguished for a thousand years.

Yenika waited for that moment and prayed again.

A world that goes against reason.

I hope to correct that logic again.