The Duke’s Madness - The Duke’s Madness chapter 128

Whitebeard rose from his seat.

He approached Anna, who had frozen with her eyes open, and took a sip of the coffee in her hand.

“oh? this coffee… The taste is quite unique, isn’t it?”

Arthur smiled brightly.

“You know how to enjoy some coffee, Mr. Whitebeard.”

“Has there been any special secret?”

“I put in about eight shots.”

“A shot? hmm… So it tastes like this. I will refer to it later.”

He seemed to like the coffee, so he brought a full cup.

Arthur, who was watching the scene, slowly opened his mouth and asked a question.

“By the way, what do you mean you came to get paid?”

“huh? Could it be that you don’t remember?”

Arthur tilted his head.

Whitebeard clicked his tongue and explained.

“If you awaken the real ability of the Bavarian lineage, you will come to get a price, didn’t you?”

Arthur groaned.

“ah… That’s right. It was. If you realize your true ability, you will come to get the price.”

“You can’t come here and run away. How hard it was because of you.”

“Are you having a hard time because of me?”

“then! You must have had an accident or two… This is the first time in my life that I have bowed my head so much!”

At the white beard’s complaint, Arthur put on an embarrassed expression.

“hmm… I thought I was being quiet, but I apologize. By the way, Mr. Whitebeard?”

“huh?”

“I have awakened some hidden abilities of my Bavarian blood, but is this really all?”

At Arthur’s question, the white beard gave an expression of interest.

“What did you wake up to?”

“hmm… First of all, I learned how to grow the bloodline abilities I absorbed.”

“It wasn’t enlightenment, wasn’t it snatched?”

“oh? Come to think of it, yes.”

As Whitebeard said, the way to grow the ability of the lineage absorbed was by accident with the genie, and it was enlightened.

Because of that, Arthur tilted his head.

“Did you even spy on me? Do you know the details?”

Whitebeard shrugged.

“Rather than surveillance, I was looking at the stars.”

“A star?”

“Many times the stars in the sky know what we can’t see.”

Arthur shrugged, following his white beard.

“That’s what wizards often say when they make excuses.”

Whitebeard burst into laughter.

He let out a phlegmatic laugh, as if genuinely amused.

“… Your way of speaking is unique every time I hear it.”

“Is it my way of speaking?”

“okay. Well, we’ll talk about this later, so what did you realize?”

The corners of Arthur’s lips rose slightly.

“Ability to steal the memory of someone who drank blood?”

Whitebeard clapped.

“okay! That’s right!”

“… Was Bayern’s ability that Mr. Whitebeard was aiming for was to steal your memory?”

“no! Stealing it!”

“… ?”

“The real power of the Bavarian lineage is not absorbing the lineage! You’re stealing!”

Arthur’s eyes widened.

“Are you stealing it?”

“okay. Do you get a sense of the power of the Bavarian blood now?’

Arthur stroked his chin.

‘The power of the Bavarian lineage ability steals it?’

So you’re saying you can steal something other than bloodlines and memories?

Arthur, who was worried, tilted his head.

‘Then, what does Mr. Whitebeard want to achieve with this ability?’

Arthur scratched his head and asked.

“What do you want, Mr. Whitebeard?”

At Arthur’s question, Whitebeard shook his head.

“Wouldn’t it be fun if I told you everything right now?”

“Do you think I will have fun?”

“Uh huh. All answers are worth finding out for yourself.”

“oh… That’s a sympathetic word. then.”

Arthur raised the Beast and aimed it at the white beard’s forehead.

The white beard glared at the muzzle aimed without warning.

“Ew? What is this?”

“What are you doing? I’m trying to kill an evil warlock who’s trying to kill me.”

“oh… You remember that very well.”

“I’m being targeted by someone like Mr. Whitebeard, but how can I not remember?”

Whitebeard stuck out his tongue.

It wasn’t bright red, its dark red tongue curved like a snake and licked its lips.

“Are you confident?”

“I am confident.”

“Are you sure you want to kill me?”

“yes.”

At Arthur’s answer, Whitebeard burst into laughter.

“That is interesting… . When I first met you, you were so frightened by me that you couldn’t even draw your sword… .”

The speechless man rose from his seat.

Arthur’s muzzle also moved with the movement.

Then Whitebeard suggested.

“Why don’t we change places instead of doing this here?”

“Shall we move places?”

“If the two of us collide, everyone here will die, is that okay?”

Arthur groaned.

“oh… Come to think of it, is that so? Mr. Whitebeard… You must have been a very considerate person, right?”

“then. They will all be mine in a little while.”

“… ?”

The white beard’s expression twisted grotesquely.

But the corner of his mouth was trembling.

Arthur could see that the eccentric expression was laughing.

“If I take your body, everything will come into my hands, so why bother?”

With these words, Whitebeard stroked Ginny’s pointy ears.

For some reason, Arthur burst out laughing at the unpleasant touch.

“After all, there are no good black magicians.”

Arthur stood up from his seat and nodded.

“Let’s go. Mr. Whitebeard. I will give you the right to choose the grave to be buried in.”

* * *

Arthur, following his white beard through the door, raised his eyes.

That would be the case, because the place he arrived at following Whitebeard was a very familiar place.

“here… Isn’t that the underground city of the Seven Emperors?”

Whitebeard turned his head to answer Arthur’s question.

“that’s right. Hey, have you been here once?”

“yes. By the way, this city belonged to Mr. Whitebeard?”

“huh? Why do you think so?”

“When I showed the whitebeard card to the goblins, they shuddered.”

The white beard burst out laughing.

“One of the slaves I collected. He said he needed them to manage the city, so I remember giving some of them to Barance.”

“oh… There is no place where Mr. Whitebeard has not stretched out his hand.”

“of course. Would you have lived a thousand years for nothing? In the first place, all of Arcane’s underground powers are my work.”

Arthur’s eyes widened.

“An underground power of the Arcanes? Then, both Chihwang and the pirates, are Whitebeard’s works?”

“yes.”

“Ohh… But why did you have to do that?”

“No matter how much I am, I can’t read the whole world. So we need seeds.”

Arthur groaned.

“aha… That seed must have been the Chilhwang and the pirates.”

“that’s right. They’ll think I built it on my own, but it’s all my work.”

Arthur’s eyes lit up.

“Mr. Whitebeard… You were a greater person than I thought, right?”

“yes? So, why don’t you just surrender yourself?”

“oh. I’m sorry about that.”

Whitebeard laughed and turned around.

He crossed the middle of the underground city with unstoppable steps.

Arthur followed him and looked around the empty underground city.

how long did it take

Whitebeard passed the huge tower built in the underground city and stopped in front of a small side door.

Arthur naturally stopped walking.

In the meantime, Whitebeard gently pulled the hook of the side door.

Squeak…

The door opened with the sound of worn hinges.

Whitebeard headed for the basement stairs beyond the door.

Arthur, who was watching, scratched his head.

‘Even if they’re black magicians who’ve lived for a thousand years, they’re all the same.’

His disciple Frakil also had a basement like this.

Arthur shrugged and followed Whitebeard into the basement.

dripping…

It was pitch-black darkness without a single light.

However, neither Arthur nor Whitebeard complained.

For these two, vision was no longer necessary.

The two people, who had a sense that transcended human beings, went down the stairs, not caring about the pitch-black darkness.

how long did it take

Whitebeard finally stopped.

Two torches burning at the same time consumed the darkness.

Arthur turned around and looked around.

It was a huge square with bizarre characters and very old murals.

The painting was so damaged that it was unrecognizable as if it had been directly hit by the traces of the years.

Then Whitebeard opened his mouth.

“It is a sanctuary where the gods descended in the beginning.”

“… Are you God?”

“okay. The sanctuary where the god who created this world came down to earth for the first time.”

Arthur tilted his head.

“Did you believe in Whitebeard’s religion?”

“well. I tend to believe in legends and oral traditions rather than religion.”

“Isn’t that what it is?”

“different. Religion is made up of things that don’t exist, but legends and oral traditions are based on true stories.”

Arthur burst into laughter.

“So are you going to fight here?”

“If angels and demons are fighting, wouldn’t it be better to fight in front of God?”

The moment Whitebeard finished speaking, Arthur’s beast spewed fire.

bang-!

A bullet fired without warning hit the back of Whitebeard’s head.

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No, it seemed to hit.

“oh?”

Arthur exclaimed and looked with interest at the beast’s bullet, which stopped leaving the back of his white beard’s head one knuckle away.

“Is it a unique magic?”

“My specialty.”

The white beard turned around and threw the bullet that had stopped in the air.

“Now that I’m talking about it, you don’t intend to hand it over?’

Arthur nodded.

“yes. There is still work to be done.”

“I will do what needs to be done.”

“… hmm. well? If I can’t do it myself, what’s the point?”

“That’s right too. But since it’s going to be stolen anyway, wouldn’t it be better to make a deal with me?”

Arthur burst into laughter.

“There are other ways. A way to kill Mr. Whitebeard.”

“… Do you really think you can kill me?”

“Why can’t you kill me?”

Arthur pulled out his magic sword.

“Everyone dies, Mr. Whitebeard.”

“… ”

“It is no different for you. Just because you’ve lived a thousand years doesn’t mean you won’t die.”

Whitebeard burst into laughter.

“You are sharp in a strange place… okay. Then, hit me.”

Whitebeard waved his hand and provoked.

Arthur followed that gesture and gave strength to the hand that gave the magic sword.

Chiing-!

The demonic sword, which trembled violently once, was shot out like a bullet.

Whitebeard, using a cane, dodged the blow very slowly.

“Not only the lineage, but also an interesting sword.”

With these words, Whitebeard tapped his staff.

At that moment, the plaza shook, and a grotesque cry erupted.

Arthur, who was about to jump at Whitebeard, hesitated.

“oh… ? that one?”

“These are the things I’ve collected so far.”

Along with the white-bearded horse, goblins gathered in the aisle from the plaza.

At first glance, there are hundreds of them.

When Arthur’s gaze narrowed because of that, Whitebeard explained.

“It will be a little different from what you saw. They’re pretty hungry.”

The white beard, who burst out laughing, beckoned.

At that moment, hundreds of goblins howled.

Kirururook-!

Hundreds of goblins lined up all at once rushed towards Arthur.

At the unstoppable charge of the green dwarves, Arthur raised the Beast.

bang-!

With the resounding sound of gunfire, a group of goblins ended their lives.

However, the surviving goblins jumped over the dead goblins and attacked Arthur.

Kirururook-!

The goblins swung the weapons in their hands.

Arthur also swung the magic sword in his hand.

At that moment, the goblins’ weapons, as well as dozens of their heads, were cut off like paper.

But there were more live goblins than dead goblins.

They ended up biting and scratching Arthur’s body, hitting him and trying to kill him somehow.

Of course, there were no scratches on Arthur’s body.

As Whitebeard watched the scene with interest, the goblins standing around Arthur suddenly exploded.

“… ?”

Whitebeard narrowed his eyes.

what? Why are the goblins dying out like that all of a sudden?

Just then, lightning struck from the dry sky.

bang-!!

With a wild explosion, the goblins that were running towards Arthur flinched to a halt.

Kirururook-!

The goblins twisted their bodies with a one-beat-delayed scream and died instantly.

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Not just one goblin, but all the goblins that attacked Arthur.

Whitebeard, who came to his senses at the sight, murmured in surprise.

“Lightning? hahahaha… I didn’t think of this.”

At his words, Arthur, who was shaking off the goblin’s blood-stained sleeve, said.

“Shall we go properly soon?”

The corners of the white beard’s eyes curled.

“You want to go properly?”

“yes. Haven’t you been warming up until now?”

The white beard glared at his eyes.

Killing hundreds of goblins is a warm-up?

Whitebeard, who was examining Arthur’s expression, burst into laughter.

“you… It’s really fun. If it wasn’t for the Bavarian lineage, I would really like to take it.”

Arthur chuckled.

“We can still be friends. Mr. Whitebeard.”

“I won’t do that.”

The white beard’s eyes, which had stopped laughing, burned red.

“then… Let’s start right as you said.”

With these words, the temple shook.

When Arthur’s eyes widened at the incident, a white beard slowly flew up.

“I will not kill you. So struggle hard and realize. Sometimes there are things, even [destiny], that cannot be overcome.”

Arthur laughed at Whitebeard’s warning.

“You have a long tongue, Mr. Whitebeard. Don’t talk and jump.”