Chapter 29 – 2. Marginal Reconstruction (9)
Lemoen Citadel, dungeon.
More than ten guards in the citadel rubbed their eyes or yawned one by one. Even then, it was difficult to chase the drowsiness, so I nodded and fell down. It was like someone who had taken a strong sleeping pill and fell asleep as if passing out.
Udangtang!
The five prisoners who were shivering through the bars were started. It was because the soldiers who had been fine were scattered on the floor with a loud sound. Even then, there were no particularly strange signs, and I sensed an atmosphere where snoring or something was unusual.
“What, what’s going on?”
“Baron Marbou, is this yours?”
Baron Lusson and Hugh asked a question. Trapped side by side with a cold stone wall between them, they seemed to think that the only one capable of doing this was Marbo, the wizard. In reality, unlike them, who shivered in the cold with their blankets wrapped around them, he warmed up with the magic flame he secretly lit.
“Are you crazy? Are you trying to break out of this yard?”
“Then what! Why are the guards who were fine suddenly collapsing?”
“How do I know! Besides, I’m an Elementalist! Knocking people out like this is not my major!”
The three barons grew. La Vallee and Corbin, who were imprisoned across the street, sighed at the same time. In any case, Madame Lemoang is not an idiot, and she must have prepared for one in case she escaped from the prison where the wizard was imprisoned.
“The sub-count.”
“Why, Baron La Vallee.”
“Are you like him?”
“Yeah, we’re fucked.”
I couldn’t hear it well because it was in the middle of the argument. But if you listened closely, you could definitely hear footsteps approaching from afar. The owner of the calm, light, and refreshing voice was unexpectedly a powerful person who commanded this Marquis Command behind the scenes.
“So let’s keep pace together.”
“Fuck, did I know it would turn out like this?”
La Vallee pointed out Corvin’s greed. From the point of view of him who hit him in the back first, he should have had nothing to say even if he had ten mouths.
“Three there! Shut up and keep your posture straight!”
“Where is the order?”
“That idiot still thinks that Ji is the vice-count.”
“What man? Did you guys say everything?”
In a yard that collapsed together, there was no such thing as a hierarchy. The quarrel between the three barons soon became more intense as the vice-count joined the battle. In the meantime, footsteps heard from the top of the stairs approached little by little and made their presence known.
“Sub-Count, Vice-Count!”
La Vallee whispered in a quiet voice and stopped the four. However, the vice-count and the three barons were still fighting. Until a visitor in a robe appeared from the far entrance and tilted his head.
“It’s irredeemable.”
“… !”
A group of traitors who had been arrogant until just a moment ago swallowed their breath. La Vallee bowed to the visitor on behalf of the other four insolence. Except for the margrave’s family, there were no superiors in this manor, so if someone unfamiliar saw it, the current sight was very surprising.
“Oh, are you here?”
“La Vallee.”
A distorted voice that would shake the ground, but the soldiers sleeping on the floor did not wake up. The screams that hurt as if stabbing the ears were proof that it was not originally the voice of that visitor. As you can tell from the fact that Hagi covered his entire face with a robe, he was reluctant to reveal his identity.
“It’s really ugly.”
The visitor said. Until I appeared, I was offended by the four who had been sparring and fighting, while speaking contemptuously.
“The ones who couldn’t fulfill their given roles fought and sat around for what they were so good at.”
The four of them hesitantly shut their mouths. Then Hugues, one of the barons, pointed at Corvin and shouted as if he was unfair.
“Boo, the sub-count rebelled without giving a signal… !”
“What are these guys who were stupidly obsessed with doing nothing about!”
“Stop it!”
La Vallee stopped the two of them. Visitors burst into laughter watching their actions.
“Kuk-kuk…”
Could it be because of the lighting in the dark prison? Even with her head slightly tilted, her face was not revealed.
“Even the thought of saving you is disappearing.”
So was the body. No matter how much a robe is worn, as long as it’s a person, information will be revealed so that you can guess the physique or gender, but the outline of the visitor didn’t look like a person even after looking at the food.
“I had no intention of doing that in the first place.”
It was magic. A more precise lineage was that of occultism. The visitor was a sorcerer with such a skill as the application of magic that was several steps higher than that of Baron Marbo. He was the foremost scholar in this border region.
“Well, what about us now?”
La Vallee asked again. Remaining relatively calm, he had no delusion that a lifeline would come down when things reached a point. Because it was a vain hope. Because it was just a waste of my little time.
“Only death will escape.”
Three cards protruded from the visitor’s baggy sleeve. It was an object with the image of a spirit known to be believed in in a foreign pantheon, especially the one who controls fire.
“However, you should be sure to do the calculations, right?”
The first to recognize it was Baron Marbo, who was also a wizard. While shifting the blame for the current situation, claiming that it was caused by the other four, he was horrified to find out that the visitor’s card was used for occultism.
“Hee, hee!”
It was very unsightly to scream with a shaggy face. However, he couldn’t blindly blame Marbo because, according to his knowledge, that card created a flame that didn’t go out until the moment it burned everything in the target.
“Lusson.”
Pod! The first card flew towards Baron Lusong’s chest.
“Wig.”
Pod! The second card flew towards Baron Wig’s abdomen.
“Marbo.”
Pod! The third card flew towards Baron Marbo’s forehead.
“All that is due to the incompetent is condemnation.”
“Lord, didn’t you say that only death would escape you?”
“Did I?”
“Please save me!”
Marbo immediately knelt down and begged. It was indeed an interesting spectacle to see the proudly matured baron come out so subserviently. Especially when it comes to a person who hides sadistic and dominant tendencies like the Visitor.
“I’m kidding, stupid.”
The visitor let out a bad laugh. Then, lightly flicking his fingers, he directly felt the power of the card I handed him.
“Huh… !”
The prison was so cold that it was frosted and icicles grew, and a warm feeling suddenly spread inside.
“An envoy will not visit you three. Corruption and incompetence are lesser crimes than you thought. Families will probably be exiled, but they won’t starve somewhere. As long as you don’t spend the same amount of extravagance as before, you’ll be able to live the rest of your life in peace.”
Each of the three barons groped. The card had long since disappeared. And contained in their bodies, it was only to deliver as much firepower as the visitor intended. So that I don’t die of consumptive disease in this harsh environment.
“But be aware.”
What remained was the Baron La Vallee and the Vice-Countess of Corbin. The visitor again took something out of my baggy sleeve and threw it. This time it was a small marble. The ball rolled down the frozen and slippery floor and soon fell in front of the vice-count.
Flash!
After that, it showed a certain illusion with a dazzling light. I couldn’t even imagine what it must have been like for the four barons who hadn’t gone through such a mystery. Even so, the look on the countess’ face after the flash disappeared was truly astonishing, and she suddenly felt awe of the visitor.
“Wooooo…” ” …”
Cobain groaned as he crawled to the floor. Unlike just a few seconds ago, I looked at the man behind the robe in front of me with a fearful look and reached out my hand.
“Especially the vice-count.”
The visitor groaned lowly. Her voice her, distorted by magic, sounded like the screams of a terrible monster. In particular, it was an upbringing that could not help but tremble in fear as Kovin, who saw the end of his family in a certain possibility.
“Even if that knight kills you, don’t spill any clues about me.”
It was. The marble was an object that exhibited hallucinations determined by the creator. More precisely, it was a collection of nightmares created by a first-class mystic with great effort. It was a tool that could drive a person half insane just by giving them a taste of the moment.
“Ah, I see…”
“And one more thing.”
The visitor peered down at the shattered Kovin through the barbed wire.
“Oriane Lemoang is mine, you rot.”
“… !”
The hall became silent as if dead. The deputy count, who was second only to pride, was showing signs of acting like a madman in a blink of an eye. Especially for the four barons, who must have known his disposition well, it was madness to confront him even after seeing such a unfolding scene.
“La Vallee.”
“Yes, yes.”
“You will become slaves in exchange for your lives. However, it is not necessarily pessimistic, so I will give you a fortune telling that you will be free someday.”
It was only fortunate that he had no intention of killing them.
“So don’t hold on to nonsensical thoughts and live quietly and gratefully. If your merit is good, you will be able to meet your family again in the future.”
“I will keep in mind…”
La Vallee lowered her waist. The visitor laughed at him, calling him a servile man, and then glanced over the crowd. Looking at them now, who dared not make eye contact with me, I recited my impressions that the Suhachi I had raised over the years were just like that.
“Well, that lord and that vassal.”
The visitor finally finished all his errands and turned his back. At the same time, like the previous three barons, the last card for La Vallee popped out of his sleeve.
And, damn!
The visitor who started climbing the stairs repeatedly snapped his fingers. Every time that happened, the sleeping guards woke up one by one. As if the brief hiatus was a lie, they each returned to their respective positions, losing their memories.
It was only after the visitor disappeared like the wind that they regained their senses after being manipulated like puppets.
* * *
Lucienne Le Mohan took off her robes her.
There is nothing wrong with always paying close attention to secret events. Even if the mystery wrapped around my body is transparent anyway, it helps me to be invisible. Unlike the residential space where only a couple of soldiers and maids guarding the entrance came in and out, there were many eyes in the other spaces of the fortress.
It’s not possible, but it’s a headache if there’s someone who can see through my mystery at least once in a while.
“Miss?”
Like right now
“Where are you going?”
The one who spoke to her was Jean Marion, a maid who was cleaning the hallway near my room. Originally, it was supposed to be for her exclusive maid of her, Françoise, but unfortunately, since she could n’t work right now, it seemed like I was taking her place of her.
“A little walk outside.”
“Is that so, seeing you go out for the first time in a while makes me feel all right.”
Marion smiled lightly. As she had removed her castle with her carving knife and swept it with her broom, she was catching her breath as if the work had been quite difficult.
“I should have told you not to be sloppy in front of my room.”
Lucienne, who didn’t like that very much, replied bluntly.
“Sorry. Originally, she asked Françoise, but she couldn’t see why.”
“It’s okay, so stop right now and go back.”
The sharp voice of her was annoyed. Marion seemed to have felt that it was better for her not to respond. She had picked up her ice cubes and dust in her dustpan, which she kept nearby.
“A bitch like an idiot, no one knows that she’s like that.”
Lucienne muttered as she watched her receding back and eventually pulled on the doorknob of her room. She stepped inside, happily breathing in the air inside her room, which was damp and damp, unlike the temperature outside. She approached her own female slave, who was about to be chained to the bed and immobilized.
A rope, a blindfold, earplugs, and also a mana stone and an artificial penis that vibrate the nipples.
“You waited a long time, Bijou?”
Françoise, after tickling my court lady’s pubic hair with her gentle touch her, Lucienne removed her earplugs her. Her jewel her, like her her nickname her, made her tremble with her lovely face her and smiled wonderfully at her begging her.
“Ah, lady…”
“You vulgar bitch, you can’t stand it and watch her drool her.”
“During work, hey, I can’t…”
“Why? Shall we leave it like this until tomorrow?”
“I’m sorry, yes…”
The sadism stemming from a simple venting of anger made the lady-in-waiting hot. Even then, the woman of Winter Seok in the north, as if she wasn’t feeling refreshed, pushed her spit into her vagina with her spitting fingers.
“I could get my hands on it soon. A little more and I could have eaten it.”
“Hot, hot… !”
“But the lack of idiots were doing shit like that, so my plan only got worse. The knight who appeared from nowhere also helped. Fortune telling is also foretelling, but he is a person of interest.”
“My dear, it’s soggy…”
“I wonder if my mother will be taken away by such a bastard.”
“Hey, kyaew, let’s go… !”
“Let’s see.”
“Ahhhhh… !”
“Oriane Lemoang is mine.”
For a while.
