The Hero Disciple Is Back - Chapter 70



69. The Disciple Presented a Special Event

Naturally, the nobles were in an uproar.

“Damn it! I told you, you couldn’t win against someone as good as the Mercenary King! Didn’t I!”

“When did you make the best choice!”

“Ha! You’re talking informally to me now?!”

“How can you be polite in a situation like this! The guy who was talking about how it was a good idea suddenly changes his face and starts saying he never did that! You are a pathetic, shabby writer with no honor or integrity!”

“What the hell! This kid!”

A group that has come together for profit will never waver when it is in a firm state where there is no problem in dividing its most important interests without any problems, but on the contrary, if its important interests are shaken, it will completely lose its power as a community. It will become something worse than it already is.

That was the reality of the nobles gathered here now.

“Stop it. Isn’t this why we came together?”

“That’s right. I need to think about the future.”

“First of all, calm down.”

Those who were easily swayed by emotions were running wild, but there were also those who suppressed their emotions and tried to think rationally to find a better way. However, even in these situations, they were calm and thought rationally, so they knew better than anyone else.

…that everything is already over.

If the missing former swordsman had returned, the story would have been different… but it was hard to expect that. They had mobilized every means at their disposal to find him, starting with the Duke’s family, the former swordsman’s family, and even the nobles… but nothing came back as a result. They were only given the empty news that ‘they were not found.’

In the end, none of the members of the previous swordsman’s family attended this event. Even though they were clearly asked to come. Just looking at that, it was a completely meaningless struggle to expect the previous swordsman to suddenly appear and end this terrible nightmare called reality… The few nobles who could think rationally and analyze reality could not help but accept that.

In any case, in order to properly make any kind of plan, everyone gathered here had to be able to think rationally and make decisions, so everyone was busy trying to stop them. However, the nobles who were completely lost in their emotions had a hard time coming to their senses.

“Is it really real! I prepared and paid so much money to make it so certain!”

Not only did they not make a profit, they also spent a huge amount of money. The bigger problem was that there were nobles who touched the slush funds that the mercenary king absolutely did not want to take out in order to settle the huge amount of money he wanted. Naturally, from their perspective, it was a very shocking and tragic situation that they could not help but feel mentally shocked, as if they had been struck by a bolt from the blue, as if the sky had fallen.

“I’m really just going to leave it like this!”

“Then what are we going to do? Should we go to the palace as a group again? What excuse should we give it? Everyone in the system knows that our strongest card we prepared was defeated… Or should we suffer from selective amnesia and go to the palace as a group? It would be nice if we don’t get laughed at.”

“Are you mocking me?!”

“I guess you had the ability to tell the difference?”

“This kid!!!!!”

“Stop!!!!”

“Stop it!!!!!!!!”

The situation five minutes before the mess had already passed, so it was a very natural and inevitable progression towards a mess five minutes after the mess.

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It was such a time.

“The party atmosphere is already at its peak.”

The moment they heard that voice, the nobles all stopped. No, they had no choice but to stop. The moment they felt the fierce murderous intent within it, they could not help but stop. Unfortunately, from their perspective, there was not a single person in this place who had the great ability to withstand the murderous intent that this superhuman had truly shown. They slowly turned their heads and looked in the direction where the voice had come from.

The owner of the voice was proudly occupying the highest seat, where only the highest could sit, as if he had been there from the beginning. Originally, it was the seat that the previous swordsman or the son of the previous swordsman, the duke, should have sat in, but since neither of them were present at today’s meeting, it was a seat that should have been empty. He crossed his legs, looked down leisurely and leisurely, and smiled as if he found it amusing.

It was none other than the warrior Sarah.

“Hero… .”

“Why don’t you do some more? It was fun.”

The nobles swallowed dry saliva. The most frightening thing for them was not the crown prince. It was the warrior who protected the crown prince.

They were the ones who would use any means and methods for their own benefit. Naturally, when it seemed that it would not help their own benefit, they immediately investigated the warrior Sera. However, the more they investigated, the more they found that they had nothing but an absolute fear that they dared not touch. The nobles could not help but feel an extreme fear from the warrior that they had never felt even from the emperor. This was because the warrior had left such traces on purpose.

How many times had the warrior of infinite regress been stabbed in the back of the head? And so, warrior Sera knew better than anyone how to make them fearful so that they would not dare to strike the back of the head. To her, it was not even a task to make the nobles who had conducted the background investigation tremble in fear and terror so reliably and effectively. It was literally just a pastime, like spraying repellent on bugs that were bothering her.

Anyway, the nobles thought that the warrior Sera, who suddenly appeared, looked like a messenger of death.

“First of all, I did not come here as a warrior.”

“Well. Then why…?”

“I am here as a representative of the Mercenary King Balik. This is my letter of appointment.”

At those words, the nobles simultaneously heard a strong warning sound in their heads. They were also born as nobles and lived as such until today. In other words, they lived a life where they could not escape politics from the moment they were born. Therefore, it was natural for them to have a political sense, whether they were sensitive or dull.

And that political sense was warning. When it was too late, it was already too late. It was already a flow that was causing them a huge problem, and it was wrong to break away now. However, people tend to easily ignore the contents of their gut feeling when they feel bad. And then a very big accident happens and they suffer greatly.

And of course, in this place, there were those who ignored the efforts of their intuition and ran ahead.

“Even if you are a warrior, it makes no sense to threaten someone like this!”

At that moment, the noble who had been analyzing the situation rationally screamed inwardly at that stupid statement. Why was it that he was the only one who could open his mouth properly while the other nobles were trembling and unable to open their mouths properly due to the warrior’s murderous intent? Why didn’t he suspect anything?

The noble who opened his mouth in question was the noble who had been the most emotional and wild just a moment ago. In other words, he had made only that noble speak on purpose. If there was a group, and only one person in that group could speak, then that would immediately become the group’s opinion. At that moment, he realized. The warrior was using this artifact to record this moment in some way.

If I could, I would open my mouth right now and stop this worst-case scenario. If I could stop it right now, I could avoid the worst-case scenario.

“ah….”

Buzz buzz buzz

But the mouth would not listen. It would not follow its own will at all. It would only tremble and make empty, temporary sounds that were not even proper words.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about. But you must have amassed a lot of slush funds. How much must you have caused the people to suffer? It’s such an outrageous amount that I can’t even imagine. And you say you’re doing this for the people?”

“What do you mean?”

“Why do you pretend not to know? You gave the Mercenary King a large sum of money. Or is it selective amnesia?”

As she said that, the warrior Sarah snapped her fingers and a magic circle was created, from which all kinds of gold coins poured out and began to fill the room.

At that moment, Sarah truly let out her will to live.

“Cough!”

“Ugh!”

dump!

The nobles, who had been struggling as if a giant bull had suddenly climbed onto their backs, eventually collapsed on the ground, unable to endure it any longer. Except for the count, who was the only noble who could open his mouth, all the nobles ended up in that state. Gold coins continued to fall on them, gradually covering their entire bodies. It was as if there was a hole in their stomach and water was slowly pouring in, slowly swallowing up their feet, knees, waist, shoulders, and eventually even their faces… The gold coins were covering the nobles who had collapsed in that manner.

“I thought you guys really liked money. So I prepared something special for you guys. What would it feel like to take a gold bath with gold coins piled all the way up to your head? I’ll help you experience it.”

“… … ?!”

They can’t even breathe properly because of the warrior’s killing intent, and now they completely cover their faces with gold coins? The nobles’ faces turned pale. If something like that happened in this state, there’s no way they’d be able to breathe properly. No, what if the warrior shot more killing intent when they were in that state? Or what if he used magic or something to make it impossible for them to breathe?

“Wherever you go, enjoy yourself to your heart’s content.”

The warrior Sarah said so with a genuine smile.

The Count, the only one who could stand on his own two legs and move his mouth freely without being attacked by any living beings… . was so shocked by the unbelievable sight that he could not open his mouth properly.

“Would you like to take a gold bath like them, Count?”

The Count could not help but think that it was the kindest and most cruel threat he had ever heard in the world.

“What on earth do you want?”

At the Count’s words, the warrior Sera smiled as if she had been waiting for those words.