There Was a Porter Who Would One Day Be Called a Prophet - There Was a Porter Who Would One Day Be Called a Prophet chapter 237

237 – Chloe Side Story – Maids Serve Cats – 5

“Are you saying that right now?!”

-Clink!

A man dressed in fine jeans could not control his anger and threw the plate in his hand towards the person who appeared to be the butler.

“Not only was the heirloom not enough, I even stole it from the maids, but they lost it! Are you conscious or not!”

The old butler who had been beaten repeatedly lowered his head and opened his mouth without even being able to wipe the blood flowing from his forehead.

“Master, fix it…! Rather, the damage to the soldiers who sacrificed this time is extreme! Not only is there a compensation for the bereaved families, but there is a huge gap in protecting the mansion…”

“What’s the importance of knowing what those bastards are doing right now? Get the carriage ready right now! I’ll go straight to His Majesty and ask him to arrest the bastards who touched my stuff!”

He couldn’t see anything at the moment. It was a problem for him to have his precious heirloom stolen, but the fact that the maids he had touched ran away was a pretty serious problem.

Even if it is overlooked once or twice, it is a pain to keep bringing it up.

To prevent that, we had to either capture him again or kill him and destroy the evidence.

The Marquis, who was heading to the imperial palace to get help from the emperor, was about to leave in a carriage when suddenly a commotion broke out at the door.

-How many times do I have to tell you not to come in… Wait, what are you trying to do! Stop there… Wow!

The heavy iron door that had been tightly shut began to open. Toward inward, not outward.

Beyond the wide open front door, I could see the people standing there and the flag they were holding.

‘That pattern….’

A flag depicting a spider with eight legs made of swords and a shield-shaped body.

It was the emblem of the Arachnia Knights.

Soon, the knights who came through the main gate took the reins from the driver and surrounded the carriage with the marquis in it.

The Marquis’ soldiers, who were one step behind the well-trained knights’ movements, were unable to even confront them and were at a loss.

The Marquis asked, looking out the window without getting out of the carriage.

“…What are you doing now?”

Then the fair-haired woman in her van took out a piece of parchment from her arms and unfolded it.

“A report has been received. There is a place where illegal abuse is taking place.”

“Are you saying this is here?”

The Marquis tightened his eyes and glared, but the woman did not even flinch.

“Please get off first. You will need to go to headquarters with us.”

The Marquis’s eyes twitched at his attitude of not being intimidated even in front of him.

Still, there is nothing to worry about. The authority that the Knights can exercise over nobles, especially themselves in the position of marquis, is extremely limited.

“Your Majesty will be deplored if he finds out about this. Don’t you know that this is also tantamount to treason?”

If they wanted to establish a dictatorship, they should have done so from the beginning. Ever since he gave up the initiative in the beginning to free the slaves, the balance between the imperial power and the nobility has continued.

At this point, he was planning to charge him with the crime of entering his mansion without permission and racking up a debt.

“You don’t have to worry about that. It’s an order from the imperial palace.”

“What? The imperial palace…?”

“So, please be quiet and come with us.”

But if you hold onto a cause and shake it up from the other side, the story is different. Since I gave up the initiative, I will pursue the matter tenaciously.

The Marquis, who only then began to feel anxious, asked urgently.

“Z, what’s the evidence? Are you doing this because there’s physical proof that I did it?”

“It’s evidence… There isn’t really any evidence.”

The Marquis sighs in relief at the woman’s words.

‘That’s right. I guess all I wanted to do was scare him.’

Seeing things like that, it is clear that they also failed to secure maids. Perhaps they only reported it out of fear of repercussions.

The Marquis, who was determined not to spare even a single one of them, called them shameful b*tches and spit out his anger.

“How dare you taunt me with such vague speculations without any evidence! I will personally meet your majesty and ask him what happened! What are you doing? Don’t let these scoundrels go!”

The soldiers began to approach the knights little by little, perhaps encouraged by the Marquis’ angry shout.

“Haa….”

As the conversation ran parallel, the woman placed her hand on her forehead and sighed as if she was tired.

“Up until now, I was giving you a warning as a special education officer…”

Soon her hand left her forehead and headed towards her waist.

“There’s nothing we can do because we can’t communicate at all.”

-Sereung.

She drew her sword from her main scabbard at her waist.

“Enchant.”

-Hwareuk.

The blade of the sword became red and contained enough heat that a haze was visible even in this cold weather.

“Viola Bridge, infantry commander of the Knights of Arachnia, gives this order.”

“As of the current time, everyone present here is considered to be a criminal who violated Article 3 of the Imperial Decree. Every single one of them will be suppressed.”

After Viola finished speaking, one of the knights asked.

“Do we really have to subdue it?”

Viola opened her mouth in response to a subordinate’s question about her life and death rights.

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“Since they are also armed, this means they are prepared to be cut down. If you don’t cooperate, they will just cut you down.”

“Yes!”

Even if you are a private soldier of a noble family, there is a difference in what you protect and the responsibilities you bear.

“Whoops…!”

Even though their numbers were small, they could not be a match for the knights.

“Don’t be pushed away! Fight back!”

“Wait a minute! You threw away the knife! You threw away the knife!”

“Hey, you bastard, what are you doing…! Cough…!”

A one-sided battle ensued, as if they were playing around like adults dealing with kids who had no bones about it.

Some of them even had their arms cut off for surrendering late.

– Jump!

Once the situation was sorted out, Viola roughly opened the door of her carriage.

“How dare you think you can do this to me and get away with it!”

The marquis shouts loudly even though she already has no strength left to protect herself.

Contrary to what she said, the sight of her hiding in a corner to get a little further away was quite funny.

Viola held up the parchment and recited what was written on it.

“Signs of various beatings and abuse, including burns, abrasions, fractures, tooth extractions, tooth damage, and malnutrition.”

As detailed symptoms poured out of her mouth, the Marquise’s face was filled with horror upon hearing them.

He knew best what that meant.

She bit her lip, took a moment to catch her breath, and continued.

“…And the average age of them, except for one, is 14.”

She crumpled her parchment and her angry eyes turned to the marquis in front of her.

“You probably don’t want to be alive after doing something like this.”

Viola thrust the heated sword towards his neck.

However, the Marquis chose to make excuses until the end.

“I-I didn’t do it! They all did it among themselves! You’re a knight, so you know what happens when groups come together!”

Viola regained her cool at the Marquis’s excuse that if he was guilty, he should have just left her alone.

“You are not worth fighting for.”

The Marquis was relieved to see her lowering her sword and turning around, stroking her heart.

One of her knights approached her and asked.

“Shall I handle it?”

“No, you go and get the oil.”

Viola then locked the door of her carriage and melted the doorknob and sealed it tightly to prevent her from getting out.

The knights who saw her clicked their tongues, cursed at the marquis, and sprinkled the oil they had brought around him.

“Enchant.”

The sword body was reddened by more intense heat than before.

When he brought it to the carriage, the oil caught fire and spread throughout the carriage.

-Rat! Shake!

Immediately, the door swung open with a panicked sound, but the tightly closed door made no attempt to open.

-Is there no one there? Can’t we open this door right now?!

The Marquis, who was trapped in a burning carriage, tried to squeeze himself through the small window, but it was no use. In the end, after struggling to let in even a little air, he was reduced to a handful of ash along with the carriage.

Viola drew a line on the order that read Capture or Execute and let out a deep sigh.

“Um… Captain….”

“Don’t say anything. I know I’m screwed…”

‘It’s a shame it wasn’t a violation of the order….’

While she let out her sighs one after another.

“Caw!”

A crow landed on her shoulder.

The young crow, wearing a special anklet on her leg, poked her in the cheek.

“Okay! Okay, so stop poking me! There you are!”

“Yes!”

“Go to that guy over there and bring me some breakfast.”

Viola, who had her subordinate bring her her own meal, took out her sandwich and offered it to her crow.

Then, ironically, the crow picks out the ham and swallows it.

“That’s enough now, right? Give me your leg.”

Only then did her crow allow her her own legs.

“Caw! Caw!”

As she pulled a small piece of paper from the anklet on her leg and wrote down the results, the crow flapped her huge wings and flew into the sky.

The knight asked as he watched the crow disappearing into the distance.

“The imperial palace’s jeonseogu is very big. But why does he always ask for food when he can eat well?”

“When she was little, she was cute because she was small. So I gave her a little treat every time she came, but I guess I picked up on her bad habits.”

“…Isn’t the reason it grew bigger because of you?”

“It’s noisy.”

After silencing her subordinate with a blow, Viola was lost in her thoughts as she watched a crow flying in the distance.

‘Anyway, what kind of wind blew made the imperial palace move? .’

It is welcome to get rid of the corrupt nobles who were always a thorn in their eyes, but other nobles will not remain silent.

I did it out of anger, but I have no regrets. However, my heart is heavy at the repercussions of that action.

‘Maybe I should have gone instead of Herald…’ .’

Viola felt envious of her colleagues and younger sister who had gone out to find the temple.