Chapter 77 – Madmen Invading the Mansion
Patter-
Right away, chunks of meat that were human until just now spilled onto the tavern floor.
Whiik~♪
A whistle of admiration came out of my mouth at the sight of Eclair’s sword.
Wouldn’t it be difficult for anyone to beat Eclair if they were to fight with pure swordplay without anything?
Éclair threw the butter knife he was about to use and pierced the bartender’s head.
Hook-!
“Keuk…”
All humans remaining in this place are the ‘cutlass’ under the traitor’s command and are one of them.
Jump from the 2nd floor of the tavern to the 1st floor and head for the door.
“As decided. I’ll take care of two on the way, so please ask for the rest.”
“Hmm. I’ll join you soon.”
Even the remnants in the corner were neatly cut out, and there was not even a trace of blood left on the sword Eclair was holding.
“Kitty.”
“Why are you calling?”
Even though she could be called Eclair now, she was fully adapted to the name Kitty.
‘It’s right for me to go.’
Catching an old hound is not suitable for an upright and stiff personality like Eclair.
How has the sister-sister relationship been made so far? You don’t have to follow a dull affair while getting hurt absurdly.
For my taste, a definitive happy ending suits the Dritna sisters.
“Don’t get hurt.”
Eclair’s eyes, which had been motionless even when she swung her sword, widened.
After the breath! He spat it out briefly and tapped my chest with the back of his hand.
“Don’t worry… That’s what I’m going to say. Maybe Roman gets injured and gets the young lady’s wrath. To be honest, it’s kind of scary.”
Now, he has the splendid feat of mixing even rare jokes in the middle of a conversation.
Within a few short days. I couldn’t sleep and struggled together for a while, so I definitely felt that we were getting closer.
‘Is this the comradeship I didn’t know even when I was a mercenary?’
The growth of that silver sweet potato is a weak light, but there is a thrill that comes with a jingle.
Rattle-
When I opened the door to leave the bloody tavern, I saw a man sitting and dozing with a bemused face.
Great work behavior of enjoying a good night’s sleep without lighting a cigarette and just holding it in your mouth.
It was a cutlass person who was in charge of carrying weapons at the entrance.
“····”
Poududeuk!
Grabbing him by the back of his sleepy neck and breaking it to the bone.
One improvised corpse was thrown inside the tavern.
Daughter.
[ Business closed ]
“It’s neat.”
I left the tavern signboard with only the corpse left behind and set out on the road.
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Eliminate Cutler Dewar and his subordinate Cutlass in Limno today.
A great and far-reaching stake in this act that will cost many lives?
There is nothing like that.
The anger of someone with great power is in place.
It’s a simple self-interest that someone who wants something there jumps in and sees the benefit.
Two places on the way to Cutler Dewar’s mansion here.
One is a building without a sign, used as a warehouse for Cutlass. Another was a shop with the concept of a secret agency that suited the atmosphere of Limno.
While Éclair clears out the 5 widely spread spots in Limno, I head to Cutler Dewar and only need to clear 2 spots.
*****
Cutler, not Cutler Dewar.
If he gets a few more years old, he might forget his last name, Dewar.
Even if it is an excuse for a fugitive and a failure, he has lived quietly for more than ten years for various reasons without disagreement, but his name has not changed.
I don’t even have to go around saying my name. Although he is called the boss or captain by his subordinates.
Even now, in Limno, only the last name is discarded and only the name ‘Cutler’ is used.
In the end, even though he knew that this was a dangerous act that would strangle him and blow him away, it was an obstinacy that he could not give up even if he died.
It failed to write a big mark in the history of the empire and fell into disgrace.
Contrary to myself, he had a delusion that the idiot, who was still famous for being the fourth of the 5 knights of the empire, would come to Limno after hearing his name.
I am also looking forward to it.
‘Shall we hug Marian and Perry today…’
As I thought about it blankly, I wondered whether or not to go to the mansion where the women I bought were collected. Let’s go like before! I didn’t make the same decision.
When Limno was young, he had endless fun, but as he got older, he liked being alone and enjoying the solitude.
In the evening, he defeats all the servants in the mansion and spends his time alone until morning, missing and looking back on the past rather than the future.
Rather than being sad looking back at a life marked by failure, it was more interesting and enjoyable than I thought.
Everything was the result of bloody sweat and challenge for the revolution.
The benefits of being alone are not the only ones.
There were definitely things to learn by doing something alone, abandoning the life of an aristocrat who only took care of.
Fluff-
‘I wish I had added a little more milk. The temperature of the water is also disappointing.’
A cup of coffee mixed with milk after dinner. Afterwards, he finishes repetitive training and finishes his day by wiping his two swords.
In the past, even after all these procedures, I would have been lying around with a bottle of alcohol and a woman’s body, but now I don’t think so.
The recent frequency of holding a woman was once a week or so.
‘Just for today, I have to admit. It’s an old crab…’
She has collected many women that are incomparable to those in the Empire, but her desire itself is drying up.
I still collect young and pretty girls, but now it feels like an ornamental collection.
“····”
And the sense of disappointment is greater than the sense of crisis.
The tide of murder that came up to swallow his cozy mansion whole was never Floyd, that foolish man.
Quaang!!
The walls and door of the study were shattered at the same time, and a cloud of powder rose.
I caught the sword I was polishing at the flash that crossed between them.
Jjaeng-!
I deflected the flying sword, but my wrist trembled.
A throw that flies in a straight line without flashy techniques. The bump felt an ignorant force reminiscent of a chariot pulled by a war horse.
A voice echoes through the rising dust.
“The serpent who longed for the sky dreamed of becoming a dragon, but he was caught by a grounder and died.”
“·····.”
“This is the epitaph I thought of, how about it? If you like it, I’ll sell it for a gold coin.”
The listener spits out laughable words and giggles. Laughing lightly, a man enters, stepping on the smashed debris.
Black hair, black eyes.
A human man who doesn’t know if the red light around his eyes is life or madness.
‘I’m not just a crazy madman…’
I wonder if being able to stay calm without being enraged is one of the advantages of getting older.
“Young fellow is seldom witty. All right – I’ll buy that. Could you give me time to light a cigarette instead? One last.”
“Tsk… Dotdae can’t be helped.”
Profit-
“Sueup- There’s a fire. You don’t smoke? If you prefer matches rather than magic tools, there are matches too.”
“It’s okay. It’s tasteless… I gave up when I was born again.”
He was a man who enjoyed jokes with a plump face without a single wrinkle.
‘Aside from Dritna, were there any talents like this in the Empire these days? It’s not normal…’
He rolled his eyes as he puffed smoke through his mouth and nose.
The finished body has been quenched with a theme that exudes a youthful feeling that is in its prime.
I know that it is extremely difficult to accurately overlap those times.
I don’t know if it’s talent or hard work, but it’s true that jealousy arises in some way.
“It’s true that it was sent from the Empire… But, I don’t think it’s a knight. Or did the knights these days welcome a revolution that throws away ostentatiousness?”
The young man, who was clearing his ear with his little finger, grinned as he twirled his right shoulder.
“Inspiration. There’s no need to babble with information that you won’t need when you die. What I’m going to do with you from now on is one of the common pastimes in Limno.”
Profit.
I put a cigarette in the ashtray and stood up holding the two swords that had been maintained.
“Yes… Let’s hear what the young friend is talking about. Even if you pretend not to be old people, talking like this is the best pleasure.”
Seeing-!!
The two swords were revealed to the world and cried out with cool sounds.
The mind is calm as the tight heaviness is transmitted to both hands.
How long does it take to pull out two swords at the same time as the start in real life? My heart, which had no energy, beat with a sense of exhilaration.
“The rules are as simple as street gambling. If you break the opponent’s head, you win. It’s okay to pierce the neck, or if you rip your lungs like paper with a knife, that’s a win. Ah! By the way, there are no withdrawals or foul losses.”
Both hands holding the sword were straining in his shiny eyes.
‘It’s not imitating someone, that’s serious… All crazy people are annoying.’
There was Eclair Dritna, but what kind of talented person’s fortune came to the empire again?
Is this a loyal dog secretly raised by the imperial family? It is still not clear who this man is.
“It’s a rare entertainment that’s interesting. If I win, what will you give this veteran?”
He scratched his scarred chin and answered without hesitation.
“A chance to see tomorrow’s sun.”
The reward from victory was attractive enough.
As Cutler continued the conversation, he did not stop observing from his experience.
‘…Isn’t the sword a weapon? I’ll have to assume bare hands or memorization.’
The knife he had thrown earlier was slammed into a corner.
The pattern for that sword was not something stolen from the mansion or his subordinates.
“Young friend. I don’t have a weapon, so don’t say things like going to pick it up. There must be a price for failing the ambush.”
In his own stroke, he widened his eyes and raised one corner of his mouth in amazement.
“Who.”
“Well··?”
Cheerreuk-
I swore to the goddess, in her empty-handed grip.
Even if I tried to hide it, the length of the chains and blades that could not be hidden flowed down like a snake.
“Who doesn’t have a weapon?”
