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Kill the Queen 88

Kill the Queen 88

Chapter 88 – 8. Underworld Occupation War (8)

Drag Clan.

A group of underworld workers, addicted to self-made potions, looked at me in horror. Fortunately, the eyes of the colleagues who were not theirs were clearly different, but there was no difference in terms of paying attention anyway.

“Are you awake?”

Right after waking up from the hallucination, the first person I spoke to was Robert Eidinger. He couldn’t hide the embarrassment that showed on my complexion. He probably wouldn’t have been able to do that. Because today was the first time we met.

“Robert?”

“Yes, Your Excellency.”

“Your complexion doesn’t look good.”

Robert shook his head. It meant that he was fine. He looked terribly flustered, not like an upright soldier, but I wondered why a man who had been through all sorts of ups and downs would react like that.

Until Julihi, who breathed a sigh of relief, added.

“Captain, don’t you remember?”

“What?”

“Look how you feel now.”

The body he looked down upon hearing those words was miserable. The dermis, which had been exposed to remove the tattoo, was covered in blood. The red liquid that flowed down hardened because it couldn’t wet the suit again. It was not strange that he had died of excessive blood loss earlier.

“…… !”

I didn’t even dream of it. It was because he was drunk and his senses were paralyzed. Yulihi opened her mouth as if worried about me.

“First of all, you’d better get some rest.”

It couldn’t be. Because the occupation war was still there.

“What time is it?”

“It’s one o’clock in the morning.”

Time had already passed by about 30 minutes. Of course, it was true that he was still relaxed. So Robert and Julich thought I needed a little more rest. It didn’t matter who was first, they each found the crew they were in command of.

“On special! Never let down your guard until we retreat!”

“Ancient!”

Robert was outside the special class.

“Brother Freger, Uncle Rudolph.”

“Well.”

“Okay.”

Julihi took the magic bullet shooter inside.

“Brother, first connect with Lieutenant Colonel Heinz’s underdog and arrest them. Uncle should contact the main unit and handle the current situation so that it can be reported.”

The seasoned former and current soldiers moved quickly. Robert and the Crows were alert and vigilant, and the shooter and the underdog dragged Paul’s men outside. I also contacted the main unit and exchanged the current situation.

“Your Excellency, you’d better get some rest in our car.”

Hartmut, who approached me before I knew it, invited me to rest. Like Yulihi, he looked at my condition and was very concerned.

I didn’t have the energy to refuse anymore, so I finally decided to do it. Supported by him and Adele, I jumped into the back seat of a car parked outside the factory.

“…….”

I felt impatient. However, he needed time to catch his breath even if he suppressed those feelings. I had to close my eyes to relieve the fatigue that I hadn’t shown since the mysterious drug turned my body upside down.

“Did the protection magic break?”

Of course, I couldn’t fall asleep. So I asked Adele, who was sitting in the seat next to me and rummaging through her bag. She found the flask she had sealed earlier and took it out and replied in a calm, scolding voice.

“Yes.”

How ignorant the drug battle between the famous alchemist and the clumsy outsider must have seemed. I don’t know, but it’s certain that it’s enough to dislike it. Because Adele Schneider, who rarely showed emotion, reprimanded me lightly like this.

“I don’t remember a single thing about how it happened.”

“Lüzerkjoyready Tullemit.”

“…… What?”

“It is the basis of the drug Paul Bauer used. Drugs that cause hallucinatory experiences have a great effect on the brain due to their nature. Short-term panic attacks or memory loss in case of overuse are milder.”

Adele flirted with me. It was as intense as it was silent. He seemed to ask if the reason he dropped me for a while was just to do something reckless like this.

Well, she’s a woman more suited to pointing out irrational behavior than flimsy concerns. Our relationship was calm, not frivolous like others. Anxiety and worry are also calm enough to come and go.

“Do you remember True Blood?”

Remember Isn’t it the crystallization of medical alchemy that can instantly transfuse blood regardless of race or blood type?

“This is already the second bottle. What if I had come back a little later?”

“I have no intention of apologizing.”

“I don’t want that either.”

Adele took the contents of the flask with her hand and stroked her wound. She removed the hardened clots one by one and applied them to her broken or torn veins to heal them.

“It must have been with the herbalist in mind.”

“You are so sharp…….”

“It’s extreme, but it’s a surefire way. However, it was not something an outsider could do on his own. If you had asked me for advice, things would not have come to this point.”

Consultation is about seeking consent for the action. I didn’t want Adele to burden her with my plans. Even though she is like an iron woman with no emotions, she is also a person with feelings.

“Why was Robert’s expression dark?”

“It must have been.”

“What ugliness did I show?”

“Those who are drugged usually reveal their suppressed nature. The master showed himself like a demon against Paul Bauer. Mr. Eidinger must have been embarrassed because he never thought you would have such an aspect.”

The cold medicine permeated the skin. The ruptured root was reconstructed, and blood vessels and nerves were returned to their original positions.

It wasn’t quite as good as Beatrix’s healing magic, but it was wonderful enough. As the expression that anyone who knows its true value would envy, the red blood here was a certain thing.

“Paul Bauer was an ogre. Considering the characteristics of his race, I don’t think he died that easily.”

“Dr. Artur Heverl is one of Yangji’s most brilliant minds. Do you think that His Excellency, a skill high enough to be selected for the Iron Cross, would have made a drug that couldn’t cross even one barrier of that race?”

“No, not really.”

“Paul’s cause of death was myocardial infarction. By the time I returned, he had already crossed the river of no return. But even so, because of the bad relationship with me, I didn’t want to recite surrender. I chose martyrdom even until the time I closed his eyes and frothed.”

The martyrdom of magic comes from loyalty that does not betray. Paul Bauer was so-called real, and he chose to die bravely instead of servilely surrendering. Of course, the reason he was able to do that was because hatred was the driving force.

However, that does not mean that their actions are belittled or disparaged.

“But suddenly, the master said to him as he was dying. When you die, the things behind you come next. Let’s fight a never-ending fight until either side is completely annihilated. Then, even while his heart stopped, Paul, who burst into anger, declared defeat.”

Only then did I realize the reason for the clear cuts on my arms.

“Even the moment I was dying, my subordinates were crying out for me not to touch them.”

Ten nails pierced deep into the wrist.

“The owner flatly refused.”

A bruised mark, as if the palm had been touched.

“After that, you kept muttering something in front of him when his life died out.”

A piece of flesh torn apart to the point of rattle.

“Because of his disordered mind, he didn’t care even though the magic was broken. He whispered into the air with a deafening smile even though the blood that burst like a fountain from his whole body disturbed the place.”

Paul Bauer was trying to free my wrist from holding me. Because I would have had to live to save my men. Because I didn’t want to lose them even if I showed ugliness and suffered martyrdom.

“…… Are you watching there?”

Adele said calmly. Of course, she guessed who the person I saw in the air at that moment was. It’s just that I didn’t put it in my mouth to count my face and suffering.

“Master, we cannot undo what has already happened. Ordinary people like us grow only when we admit our mistakes and move forward.”

“What I want is not growth.”

“You said that evil does not so easily admit itself as evil. That’s right. As people who have overcome, we must overcome the bridle of good and evil. We must transcend trivial moral concepts and find our own value within them.”

Added the slave who had seen the image of a mad demon from his master. She hinted subtly that she shouldn’t look like that anymore. He warned that his status, which seems unapproachable, could be a major weakness in some respects.

“Excess can never be overcome.”

The day Adele tried to raise her body again, she caught on. It was because she noticed that she was leaving the room because she didn’t want to talk anymore.

“You are in a psychological predicament.”

“It is not so.”

“That’s right.”

The assistant teacher who tamed and sold humans knew everything about humans.

“So please, get medical treatment once this fight is over.”

“I’m okay. I don’t need any treatment.”

“I am not talking about the body.”

The pain will soon become familiar. Suffering and fear are just products of evolution designed for better survival. Therefore, I who do not know death will be able to overcome those two limitations.

“I speak my mind.”

I hope so.

* * *

The wooden doll moved.

He lifted his lowered head and straightened his drooping shoulders. I placed my hands on the table where I was sitting in an upright position, as if a noble life was dwelling there. I waited until I could face the opponent who approached me from the other side.

“Are you here?”

It is a doll that did not decorate anything and only focused on expressing In-young. That’s why the woodcarving pile with strange charisma moved as if it was controlled by an invisible thread. As it was, he greeted the chief’s secret aide who approached from afar.

“Mrs. Shadow.”

Lorenz Schultz pulled a chair and sat down in front of the doll. As one of the highest nobles in the kingdom, he was quite good at treating people with a higher rank than me. Even Gisele Schneider entrusted such an important contact to him.

“Saxony is under attack.”

“Yes, he said.”

“Did you know?”

“It’s a woomun. The Great Chief knows everything about this town.”

The wooden doll tilted its head. Lorenz tapped his fingers on the table and began reciting what I knew in turn.

“It must have started with the Brotherhood.”

Hans Schneider is a former military man. He is also a master of military martial arts. He is one of the best in this country to beat him with melee combat skills. However, the fact that such a strong person was attacked means that today’s attack is absolutely unusual.

“Regular contact from Inseui Hwarang and Drug Clan has not arrived…….”

“Oli Harzfeld was taken away, and Paul Bauer is dead.”

“As you said, it must have been.”

“Lothar Mummert, Eric Schaefer and Peter Moldenhauer are in custody.”

There are six organizations in all that have been attacked. Like the Schneider Family in the past, this clandestine group of challengers is rapidly taking on the task of contending for supremacy on the streets where it shouldn’t be.

“However, five organizations, including the ones I lead, are still standing.”

“You must know that the right to challenge is granted even if you occupy only the majority organization in Madouen, the great leader of Saxony.”

“A true leader never refuses a challenge. The reason he looks at those scoundrels is because he respects the sorcerers of this land. Engaging in clumsy turmoil is not a virtue that a great leader will display.”

“Is that so?”

“Indeed it is.”

The wooden doll was silent for a moment. Then he opened his mouth again.

“Okay. I think I know why there hasn’t been a single traitor on this mean street.”

“We are the Schneider family. Just don’t make a fuss about these threats. Just be prepared. So that we can present a fate dotted with ruin to that male prostitute of the Führer who dares to challenge without knowing the subject.”

The bastard of the Schultz family does not forget the glory of the family despite his status. It is because of the head of the household who accepted me as a member of the family without prejudice even after seeing my birthplace, which is extremely low. Even though he was a magnate of the monarchy, the person in power who was offered a transfer was indeed Lorenz’s idol.

“So Victoria, please tell Leona’s sister.”

“…….”

“Your revenge will be replaced by this Lorenz Schneider.”

The hot-blooded young man snorted. He deserved to live as high as that grudge. However, after hearing it, the wooden doll made a noise as if it were uncomfortable. He warned with a quiet dignity unlike the voice that had hitherto sounded like a dignified lady.

“Three things, write them down.”

One.

“The woman you kidnapped from the official residence will only be able to touch that challenger’s wrath.”

Two.

“He is strong. However, she only lived under the skirt of the Führer. Do not forget that the challenger for the great leader you serve is a disciple of Leo or Schultz.”

Three.

“And I dare not again.”

It was just a wooden doll. Still, its presence pressed Lorenz to the point of suffocation. If the grudge he showed as an executive of the underworld was by no means small, even that would radiate hatred to look down upon and shred his brain.

“…… Do not use the name of this Victoria Bernhard in your mouth.”

The shadow lady here doesn’t have a name anymore.

Kill the Queen 88

Kill the Queen 88

Chapter 88 - 8. Underworld Occupation War (8)



Drag Clan.


A group of underworld workers, addicted to self-made potions, looked at me in horror. Fortunately, the eyes of the colleagues who were not theirs were clearly different, but there was no difference in terms of paying attention anyway.


"Are you awake?"


Right after waking up from the hallucination, the first person I spoke to was Robert Eidinger. He couldn't hide the embarrassment that showed on my complexion. He probably wouldn't have been able to do that. Because today was the first time we met.


"Robert?"


"Yes, Your Excellency."


"Your complexion doesn't look good."


Robert shook his head. It meant that he was fine. He looked terribly flustered, not like an upright soldier, but I wondered why a man who had been through all sorts of ups and downs would react like that.


Until Julihi, who breathed a sigh of relief, added.


"Captain, don't you remember?"


"What?"


"Look how you feel now."


The body he looked down upon hearing those words was miserable. The dermis, which had been exposed to remove the tattoo, was covered in blood. The red liquid that flowed down hardened because it couldn't wet the suit again. It was not strange that he had died of excessive blood loss earlier.


"...... !"


I didn't even dream of it. It was because he was drunk and his senses were paralyzed. Yulihi opened her mouth as if worried about me.


"First of all, you'd better get some rest."


It couldn't be. Because the occupation war was still there.


"What time is it?"


"It's one o'clock in the morning."


Time had already passed by about 30 minutes. Of course, it was true that he was still relaxed. So Robert and Julich thought I needed a little more rest. It didn't matter who was first, they each found the crew they were in command of.


"On special! Never let down your guard until we retreat!"


"Ancient!"


Robert was outside the special class.


"Brother Freger, Uncle Rudolph."


"Well."


"Okay."


Julihi took the magic bullet shooter inside.


"Brother, first connect with Lieutenant Colonel Heinz's underdog and arrest them. Uncle should contact the main unit and handle the current situation so that it can be reported."


The seasoned former and current soldiers moved quickly. Robert and the Crows were alert and vigilant, and the shooter and the underdog dragged Paul's men outside. I also contacted the main unit and exchanged the current situation.


"Your Excellency, you'd better get some rest in our car."


Hartmut, who approached me before I knew it, invited me to rest. Like Yulihi, he looked at my condition and was very concerned.


I didn't have the energy to refuse anymore, so I finally decided to do it. Supported by him and Adele, I jumped into the back seat of a car parked outside the factory.


"......."


I felt impatient. However, he needed time to catch his breath even if he suppressed those feelings. I had to close my eyes to relieve the fatigue that I hadn't shown since the mysterious drug turned my body upside down.


"Did the protection magic break?"


Of course, I couldn't fall asleep. So I asked Adele, who was sitting in the seat next to me and rummaging through her bag. She found the flask she had sealed earlier and took it out and replied in a calm, scolding voice.


"Yes."


How ignorant the drug battle between the famous alchemist and the clumsy outsider must have seemed. I don't know, but it's certain that it's enough to dislike it. Because Adele Schneider, who rarely showed emotion, reprimanded me lightly like this.


"I don't remember a single thing about how it happened."


"Lüzerkjoyready Tullemit."


"...... What?"


"It is the basis of the drug Paul Bauer used. Drugs that cause hallucinatory experiences have a great effect on the brain due to their nature. Short-term panic attacks or memory loss in case of overuse are milder."


Adele flirted with me. It was as intense as it was silent. He seemed to ask if the reason he dropped me for a while was just to do something reckless like this.


Well, she's a woman more suited to pointing out irrational behavior than flimsy concerns. Our relationship was calm, not frivolous like others. Anxiety and worry are also calm enough to come and go.


"Do you remember True Blood?"


Remember Isn't it the crystallization of medical alchemy that can instantly transfuse blood regardless of race or blood type?


"This is already the second bottle. What if I had come back a little later?"


"I have no intention of apologizing."


"I don't want that either."


Adele took the contents of the flask with her hand and stroked her wound. She removed the hardened clots one by one and applied them to her broken or torn veins to heal them.


"It must have been with the herbalist in mind."


"You are so sharp......."


"It's extreme, but it's a surefire way. However, it was not something an outsider could do on his own. If you had asked me for advice, things would not have come to this point."


Consultation is about seeking consent for the action. I didn't want Adele to burden her with my plans. Even though she is like an iron woman with no emotions, she is also a person with feelings.


"Why was Robert's expression dark?"


"It must have been."


"What ugliness did I show?"


"Those who are drugged usually reveal their suppressed nature. The master showed himself like a demon against Paul Bauer. Mr. Eidinger must have been embarrassed because he never thought you would have such an aspect."


The cold medicine permeated the skin. The ruptured root was reconstructed, and blood vessels and nerves were returned to their original positions.


It wasn't quite as good as Beatrix's healing magic, but it was wonderful enough. As the expression that anyone who knows its true value would envy, the red blood here was a certain thing.


"Paul Bauer was an ogre. Considering the characteristics of his race, I don't think he died that easily."


"Dr. Artur Heverl is one of Yangji's most brilliant minds. Do you think that His Excellency, a skill high enough to be selected for the Iron Cross, would have made a drug that couldn't cross even one barrier of that race?"


"No, not really."


"Paul's cause of death was myocardial infarction. By the time I returned, he had already crossed the river of no return. But even so, because of the bad relationship with me, I didn't want to recite surrender. I chose martyrdom even until the time I closed his eyes and frothed."


The martyrdom of magic comes from loyalty that does not betray. Paul Bauer was so-called real, and he chose to die bravely instead of servilely surrendering. Of course, the reason he was able to do that was because hatred was the driving force.


However, that does not mean that their actions are belittled or disparaged.


"But suddenly, the master said to him as he was dying. When you die, the things behind you come next. Let's fight a never-ending fight until either side is completely annihilated. Then, even while his heart stopped, Paul, who burst into anger, declared defeat."


Only then did I realize the reason for the clear cuts on my arms.


"Even the moment I was dying, my subordinates were crying out for me not to touch them."


Ten nails pierced deep into the wrist.


"The owner flatly refused."


A bruised mark, as if the palm had been touched.


"After that, you kept muttering something in front of him when his life died out."


A piece of flesh torn apart to the point of rattle.


"Because of his disordered mind, he didn't care even though the magic was broken. He whispered into the air with a deafening smile even though the blood that burst like a fountain from his whole body disturbed the place."


Paul Bauer was trying to free my wrist from holding me. Because I would have had to live to save my men. Because I didn't want to lose them even if I showed ugliness and suffered martyrdom.


"...... Are you watching there?"


Adele said calmly. Of course, she guessed who the person I saw in the air at that moment was. It's just that I didn't put it in my mouth to count my face and suffering.


"Master, we cannot undo what has already happened. Ordinary people like us grow only when we admit our mistakes and move forward."


"What I want is not growth."


"You said that evil does not so easily admit itself as evil. That's right. As people who have overcome, we must overcome the bridle of good and evil. We must transcend trivial moral concepts and find our own value within them."


Added the slave who had seen the image of a mad demon from his master. She hinted subtly that she shouldn't look like that anymore. He warned that his status, which seems unapproachable, could be a major weakness in some respects.


"Excess can never be overcome."


The day Adele tried to raise her body again, she caught on. It was because she noticed that she was leaving the room because she didn't want to talk anymore.


"You are in a psychological predicament."


"It is not so."


"That's right."


The assistant teacher who tamed and sold humans knew everything about humans.


"So please, get medical treatment once this fight is over."


"I'm okay. I don't need any treatment."


"I am not talking about the body."


The pain will soon become familiar. Suffering and fear are just products of evolution designed for better survival. Therefore, I who do not know death will be able to overcome those two limitations.


"I speak my mind."


I hope so.




* * *


The wooden doll moved.


He lifted his lowered head and straightened his drooping shoulders. I placed my hands on the table where I was sitting in an upright position, as if a noble life was dwelling there. I waited until I could face the opponent who approached me from the other side.


"Are you here?"


It is a doll that did not decorate anything and only focused on expressing In-young. That's why the woodcarving pile with strange charisma moved as if it was controlled by an invisible thread. As it was, he greeted the chief's secret aide who approached from afar.


"Mrs. Shadow."


Lorenz Schultz pulled a chair and sat down in front of the doll. As one of the highest nobles in the kingdom, he was quite good at treating people with a higher rank than me. Even Gisele Schneider entrusted such an important contact to him.


"Saxony is under attack."


"Yes, he said."


"Did you know?"


"It's a woomun. The Great Chief knows everything about this town."


The wooden doll tilted its head. Lorenz tapped his fingers on the table and began reciting what I knew in turn.


"It must have started with the Brotherhood."


Hans Schneider is a former military man. He is also a master of military martial arts. He is one of the best in this country to beat him with melee combat skills. However, the fact that such a strong person was attacked means that today's attack is absolutely unusual.


"Regular contact from Inseui Hwarang and Drug Clan has not arrived......."


"Oli Harzfeld was taken away, and Paul Bauer is dead."


"As you said, it must have been."


"Lothar Mummert, Eric Schaefer and Peter Moldenhauer are in custody."


There are six organizations in all that have been attacked. Like the Schneider Family in the past, this clandestine group of challengers is rapidly taking on the task of contending for supremacy on the streets where it shouldn't be.


"However, five organizations, including the ones I lead, are still standing."


"You must know that the right to challenge is granted even if you occupy only the majority organization in Madouen, the great leader of Saxony."


"A true leader never refuses a challenge. The reason he looks at those scoundrels is because he respects the sorcerers of this land. Engaging in clumsy turmoil is not a virtue that a great leader will display."


"Is that so?"


"Indeed it is."


The wooden doll was silent for a moment. Then he opened his mouth again.


"Okay. I think I know why there hasn't been a single traitor on this mean street."


"We are the Schneider family. Just don't make a fuss about these threats. Just be prepared. So that we can present a fate dotted with ruin to that male prostitute of the Führer who dares to challenge without knowing the subject."


The bastard of the Schultz family does not forget the glory of the family despite his status. It is because of the head of the household who accepted me as a member of the family without prejudice even after seeing my birthplace, which is extremely low. Even though he was a magnate of the monarchy, the person in power who was offered a transfer was indeed Lorenz's idol.


"So Victoria, please tell Leona's sister."


"......."


"Your revenge will be replaced by this Lorenz Schneider."


The hot-blooded young man snorted. He deserved to live as high as that grudge. However, after hearing it, the wooden doll made a noise as if it were uncomfortable. He warned with a quiet dignity unlike the voice that had hitherto sounded like a dignified lady.


"Three things, write them down."


One.


"The woman you kidnapped from the official residence will only be able to touch that challenger's wrath."


Two.


"He is strong. However, she only lived under the skirt of the Führer. Do not forget that the challenger for the great leader you serve is a disciple of Leo or Schultz."


Three.


"And I dare not again."


It was just a wooden doll. Still, its presence pressed Lorenz to the point of suffocation. If the grudge he showed as an executive of the underworld was by no means small, even that would radiate hatred to look down upon and shred his brain.


"...... Do not use the name of this Victoria Bernhard in your mouth."


The shadow lady here doesn't have a name anymore.

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