Chapter 243 – 24. Kaleidoscope (3)
The Duchy of LeBlanc, the prosperous eastern metropolis, has maintained continuous prosperity since the reign of Arno the Valiant. The fields where the breeze blows and the babbling brook create a idyllic atmosphere in harmony with the grazing livestock playing.
“Darkness never betrays light.”
The middle-aged man leaned against an old giant tree in the midst of the bright sun. He was a handsome man who had just finished a sparring with one of the strongest players on the continent. He was an impressive man with gray hair neatly swept back and a short beard.
Arnaud LeBlanc.
The name of the family, which means white in Gaul, comes from the sword he holds in his hand. The sword of chastity passed down through generations is literally flawless. Not only does it prevent unfortunate accidents such as damaging or breaking the blade, but it also contains the power to counter magic.
“Because the two of them are bound to be at odds.”
Hooked! Arno, who pierced the white sword into the soft ground, caught his breath. He spent time in the manor of the manor, without an attendant, only with his dear witch. Kenawa, with her hair as red as the setting sun and freckles on her white face.
“Nearly all of the current chaos on the continent has been induced by him. Wasn’t darkness the side that agreed to the task following the wishes of the dead father? Still, it’s a little strange that you don’t think I betrayed you.”
“People sometimes make the mistake of understanding other people when they can’t see inside them. It is true that there are some parts of Arsene Dior’s behavior that I do not understand. However, in my personal opinion, I would rather express it with a word as desperate as despair rather than as a base word as betrayal.”
“The rhetoric is really good. What is important is the fact that variables have arisen in our task.”
Bishop Ravel of the West has been removed from office. The Seokhwadan, which has been strengthened, will end their cohabitation with Princess Jang and take out the hidden claws. In addition, now that the famous Order of Knights has been annihilated, it can be mistaken that the authority of Albert Monet, Archbishop of Gaul, is not as good as it used to be.
“The knightly orders of the West were the so-called deterrent. It’s hard to find a match for a group like that on this continent. The countless knights of the Celestial Church in the holy country of Etruria and the servants of God wandering from the Far West to the Far East each had their own reasons for refusing the summons.”
“Yes, but the Order was wiped out and Ravel became a puppet. It won’t hinder Albert Monet’s movement, but Esmeralda Zafiro will inevitably head for the center because she is Aquitaine. Even Princess Jang, who has been supporting me until now, will be able to target and remain.”
“Princess Marian’s military power, which has left the Stone Flower Order, will be the most shabby among the three contestants. Of course she would ask the Archbishop for her principal in exchange for a huge offering. If the elder of the Borderless Oligarch calls all the West Continental prisoners under the pretext of threatening religious persecution, the plan may come to naught.”
“What if the serfs are added to the military?”
“There are well over 100,000.”
Albert Monet was a man who was only interested in contributing to society throughout his life. He was like that until he lost the beings he raised like his children due to the millennium’s trick.
How majestic was the church of the Celestial Church in the Danggeum Continent.
His status rivals that of the pope who rules the holy kingdom of Etruria. Even after his faith was shaken and he became apathetic, he was a man who had not forgotten his duty as a priest, so the Gallic political structure had been able to achieve a precarious balance.
“We must assume the worst, Arno.”
In the unlikely event that the leader of the state religion makes up his mind, the Celestials in the west will unite as one. Thus, the feat will collapse and the long-cherished wish of the duke and his government will not be fulfilled.
“What if the Dark Ball’s sudden action was not despair like you said, but real betrayal? If Albert Monet personally mustered an army, no matter how rags-to-do, that army would amount to 100,000.”
Not to mention, the first sword of the former war era is still upright even after getting old. Wasn’t it because he was more than enough to protect himself, so he gave the Knights Order to his right-hand man, who had a relatively weak base of support?
“At this point, no group has more information dominance than we do. Therefore, this moment is a decisive turning point. Waiting for the millennium’s resurrection, will you believe the promise he made? Or will you take advantage of the chaos and get something to gain? If not even that…”
“The method of usurpation? Are you afraid of betrayal and commit it first?”
“This is the easiest and clearest way. It might be better for us to choose to be gods ourselves than to wait for a promise that may not be kept.”
The duke rummaged through his trouser pocket and placed a crumpled piece of tobacco in his mouth. Until the witch from a foreign country stared blankly at her and put a spark on her finger.
“Kenna, as you are devoted to me, so am I for you. I can’t say for sure what form it will take, but the task will definitely be completed. So let’s try to sort things out. I need to know what is the best choice.”
“Didn’t you want to become a god?”
“Originally, only boredom formed me. I just couldn’t solve one of them, so I needed a miracle like you. Because everything was the same under the goddamn depression. Eternal life and resurrection are ultimately worthless. I bet you do too.”
“Yes, because all we want is a reunion.”
The unity of the Millennium Gong faction is not that great. Their long-cherished dream and task is a plan that requires a lot of sacrifice. There is no need to look at how selfish the personalities of those who sympathize with this will be.
“… If so, is it a wait-and-see?”
Arno closed his eyes for a moment. After a short struggle with the gentle eastern wind hitting her face, her luck was removed.
“North, what about Gerard Lemoin?”
“I understand that preparations for resurrection are over. However, the scheduled date is scheduled between the end of this month and the middle of next month. If the description of the holy month does not fit, the concept of the so-called soul cannot be invoked. Personally, I think that even that is nothing more than duplicating the remaining thoughts in the end.”
“Southern, Lucien Tarn?”
“You will be detained and tortured to death. They said that a spare body was also prepared to start the program as soon as death was confirmed. But again, I won’t be able to move now.”
Kenna was right. All of his comrades in the task, including Millennial Ball, were in a dying state except for Duke LeBlanc.
The Alexandre in question is already dead, so she is waiting for the day she will be resurrected.
Marquess Gerard Lemoyn would have appeared sooner than that.
Lucien Tarn was busy clearing up his past karma.
“It’s time to make a choice, Arno.”
Yong Maeng Gong, who was looking at the distant mountain, soon raised his head. Even knowing that a millennial who was willing to use even his own death as a means might predict such a betrayal.
“What would you like to do?”
“Do as you please.”
What the duke wished for was exactly what the witch wished for.
“The decapitated prince won’t sit still. I’ve heard intelligence that Oliver Somerset’s eyes are wandering all over the estate.”
“… Even so, it will be difficult to recognize unless Britannia’s steel sword is coming in person.”
“I agree.”
It was time for the true colors of the Duke of LeBlanc to be revealed. Arno, who rubbed his forehead as if tired, asked his mistress one last time.
“What do you want to start with?”
“Can I go in from the house?”
“Henrietta must be in the North.”
“I arrive tonight. Nature is whispering to me.”
The duke’s mistress is a witch. Kena, who came from a foreign country, is familiar with various techniques based on the occult. That’s why, as I expressed, she sensed a being returning home with sadness through the mysterious whispers of nature.
“Will you allow me?”
“Do you want to kill me?”
“I’m thinking of putting it up for trial first.”
“As you wish.”
The witch bowed her head politely, she replied. And she asked, staring intently at the duke, who had been smoking a cigarette he hadn’t finished smoking yet.
“Arno, can I ask you one more question?”
“Speak.”
“I would like to ask you, a disciple who has learned the swordsmanship of Millennium Gong. If you lined up the strong players who directly competed, who would you put first?”
Duke LeBlanc laughed and took the cigarette out of his mouth. While exhaling deep smoke for a long time, I recalled the giraseongs I had met.
“Nothing to say.”
The swordsmanship handled by the duke Alexandre Dior, who is said to be a genius of a thousand years, was handed down to the north and east, respectively. It made one a border guard and the other a war hero.
“What about Viktor Chernikov?”
“I heard that you were quite a match when you were young.”
“What about you and Gerard Lemoyn?”
“Is there a disciple who can defeat the supreme teacher?”
Natural talent and the effort to bring it into full bloom create a monster. Undoubtedly believing in the Duke’s eyes, Kenna replied that she finally understood. In a semi-forced tone, she demanded the man who intermingled with me.
“Then you must promise me.”
“What?”
“If things go wrong for us, get out of the way, I will buy you time.”
LeBlanc’s Arno had many teachers. However, there is only one person that the brave man who commands the east has been truly in awe of throughout his life.
Alexandre Dior does not spare those who disobey him. Everyone who knows him will speak in unison. Just because he’s dead, don’t underestimate his fears.
Therefore, the will to rebel expressed today suggests two things.
“I’d rather ask them to die together.”
The great courage of Arnaud LeBlanc.
“… I’m serious.”
“I’m serious too.”
And urgency.
