Chapter 2084 – 2084. The Fallen Empire
Pounding.
The chunk of meat that was the witch pulsated.
The surrounding blood, flesh, and internal organs converge toward the meat and clump together.
‘Even though I searched, the magic didn’t disappear. Anyway, this unfamiliar yet unpleasant feeling… Brahmasen. It’s just like that bastard.’
Did you say that this world had fought and won against Brahmasen in the past? It may be that the effect remains under the name of withdrawal.
‘Even if that’s not the case, it seems that bastard keeps using her hand.’
Not only in the tattoo world, but also on the planet where I live. Of course, they are reaching out to other dimensions as well.
Pounding. Pounding.
The pulsation of the chunk of meat becomes stronger. Every time it pulsates, an invisible wave spreads in all directions, absorbing blood and flesh.
In a matter of seconds, the size has increased by more than half.
‘Meteor sword.’
Dozens of swords fall from the sky. Fak Fak Fak! The swords pierced the ground, piercing and tearing through chunks of meat. A chunk of meat was being ground by dozens of swords.
However, the chunk of meat did not give up. Regeneration continues with bloody magic.
‘There is a limit to simply piercing and tearing. Then…’
Properties of the meteor sword.
Paper weave.
A lightning bolt shuddered at the falling sword. Thunderbolts flowed from the sword embedded in the meat, electrocuting and burning the meat. As the meat burned, a foul smell emanated from it. The effect was excellent. The regenerative power of the meat fell, and it died completely with unpleasant magic power.
I turned my head. A bloodied Derek was running away. It seems that there is not much power left in the staggering form. Of course it wasn’t fast either.
A meteor sword appeared above my head. A meteor sword in a state of being laid at an angle in a diagonal direction is floating without falling.
The moment I raised my finger and pointed at him, the meteor sword was fired as if I had waited.
A meteor sword lodged in Derek’s right thigh.
“Aaaaagh!”
Derek screams. The meteor sword stuck in my thigh didn’t disappear right away, probably because it consumed 2-3 times more mana than a normal meteor sword.
I walked towards Derek. Derek, who fell to the floor, looked back at me and became impatient. He struggles to pull out the meteor sword lodged in his thigh and runs off with a limp on one of his legs. His desperate struggle was quite enjoyable to watch.
Clap his hands A meteor sword appeared in the air and was fired. A meteor sword is lodged in his left thigh. The collapsed Derek drew a dagger from his bosom instead of drawing the meteor sword.
‘Suicide? There’s no way.’
This time, 4 meteor swords. Pierce both of Derek’s shoulders and both of his wrists. He couldn’t do anything anymore. He just chews his tongue at best. Even though he couldn’t compare to a knight, he was stronger than a normal person. You won’t die from chewing your tongue. I walked slowly towards him.
“Me, just kill me! Please!”
“Because I have a question.”
“Speak! I’ll tell you everything!”
“I heard that a witch is your client. Am I right? No matter how much you think about it, why would such a witch steal war materials? I’d rather annihilate the village and research something forbidden.”
“It is true that Galena hired us! And behind Galena is Viscount Gladenberg! In fact, it was Viscount Gladenberg who orchestrated this!”
“From thieves to nobles. It’s very sad.”
Viscount Gladenberg. I’ve heard the name The only thing that had no choice but to do that was the Viscounty Guldenberg right next to the Earl of Morch. And one of the nobles who lent money to Count Morch was Viscount Guldenberg.
“Woah, originally, it would have safely passed to Viscounty Guldenberg and the request would have been completed. The knights came after me and asked the witch…”
“In the end we won.”
“That’s right! All stolen goods are here! Please just kill me! Please! Kyung! I will also give you my gold coins!”
“Do you dare to buy the honor of a knight with money?!”
“Hick! Sin, sorry! I made a mistake!”
“His Excellency Count Morch will decide what to do with you. Well, roughly, you’ll be tortured and then executed.”
“Keuuuuu…”
He robbed nobles, threatened the village to kill knights, and offered territories to witches. It’s crazy to do this and want to die in peace. If I were an aristocrat, I would torture you even if it was tax money.
“Sir Daycott! We’ve taken care of the rest! There are no injuries on our side! Thanks to Lord Daycourt for disposing of her witch with overwhelming power!”
“When you deal with witches, you are like the legendary hero Philius! Are you, by any chance, the successor to Lord Filius’s secret machine?!”
The hero of the Empire, Sir Philius. It’s like basic common sense in the empire, so I know roughly. Philius is praised as the Lord of Swords, and his secret skill is said to be making and handling over a thousand swords.
“I’m sorry. I can’t tell you about Biggie.”
“Hmm. Understand This guy is the mercenary leader. I’m glad he’s alive. You’ll know what’s going on.”
I frowned and pointed at him.
“If you leave it like this, you will die of excessive blood loss. Does anyone have a potion?”
“I have a potion. It’s a hard-to-find item… Count Morch is not stingy, so he will give me a potion later.”
Lakkus stepped forward and used a potion to stop the bleeding on Derek. With this, the matter was settled.
“You guys, please rest. I will go to the village and order the servants to bring the soldiers.”
After that, it was up to the servants and soldiers to organize the situation. The knights, including me, took the mercenaries and went back to the castle of Count Morch, laughing happily.
Mercenaries will be tortured and executed, and village women will live in other villages and cities.
Knowing the whole situation, Count Morc was understandably furious. He immediately sent a messenger to Viscount Gladenberg. The messenger returned a week later. Instead of a letter, he had a magic tool in his hand. Count Morch used a magic tool.
The air rippled and the figure of Viscount Gladenberg appeared. It seems that the magic tool was a translucent hologram communication tool.
The Empire was no stranger to magic. As long as it has a deep history, the accumulated magical knowledge is considerable. In the first place, the starting point of the Mage Tower was also the Empire. But now it’s ruined. There were very few wizards in the Empire. The remaining wizards are gradually leaving the empire.
“It’s been a while, Count Morch.”
“Viscount Gladenberg! How could you do this to me?! Weren’t we allies? But sending witches and mercenaries to steal! Don’t even think about cheating! The mercenary Nabura has already spewed out the truth!”
“Haha. Chicanery? I have no intention of running away. Count Morch. There are no permanent allies in this age. I sent you this message to declare war.”
“… Are you saying we’re going to have a land battle?”
“Exactly. As you are aware, no mediator is needed when nobles from the same empire engage in territory warfare. Well, the words are Youngjijeon. In reality, it’s closer to all-out war. Of course I will not kill your people. You will soon be my people.”
Count Morch’s face contorts with anger.
“Do you think the nobles around you will stay still after betraying you like this? We will accuse you of disturbing the peace, and we will punish you as you deserve!”
“Peace? There is no true peace in this age. Even if there is peace, there is none in the Empire!”
“This… ! Aren’t you ashamed as a noble of the empire!!”
“There is no old empire. After the era of the dark army is over, all that is left of the empire is power that has lost control, fallen authority, and an empire. Twenty years ago, the Empire compromised. He embraced the northern barbarians and expanded his territory, but the barbarians did not have the culture and dignity of the empire. The greed for power on such a subject is enormous. An era when savages trapped in snowy mountains call themselves nobles… Cellbrenita, my God. Now, the greed of those savages knows no bounds and is aiming for the throne.”
Viscount Gladenberg was heartily lamented. His speech-like words had a strange power, so Count Morch swallowed dryly and focused on the Viscount’s words.
“Women in the west don’t even know the subject, and they’re doing it. Empress? Trying to make a shallow word a reality. The imperial throne is not a place allowed for a girl. How much more so the Witch Emperor! This should never happen! Just imagining it is terrifying. Someone Someone needs to press the heads of those bitches!”
The viscount, who burst into anger, continued as if this was not the end.
“How about the Southern Desert, which asked itself to be subjugated? They, like barbarians, are only empires in territory. Damn sand walls and sandstorms block the empire and the desert. With no will to overcome!! At the same time, he wants mercy from the Empire. Water and food? The empire is rich, so it should send supplies to the desert? Is it the same empire? Well, up to this point, I can still understand. The barrenness of the desert is already a famous story. But, do you know what? Heresy spreads in the heart of the desert. I know. Like an epidemic. Witch Galena. The forbidden witch is from the desert. She got the forbidden magic in the desert.”
He burst out laughing.
“The heart of the Empire, the center has no interest in ruling the Empire. The emperor is a scarecrow, and the owner of the scarecrow is obsessed with money and pleasure… The Empire would have been better off completely destroyed. It has fallen halfway and is rotting from within.”
“… Are you saying you want to become the emperor of this empire yourself? For the Empire?”
“Exactly. An empire needs a new empire. I will become emperor and set things right.”
“I can’t listen to you anymore! You don’t deserve it!”
“Qualification? I am an Imperial born in the Empire. I am a sworn knight for the Empire. I am a noble with a land! Qualifications are already enough!! I will be the emperor, I will drive out the barbarians, and I will teach the ladies a subject! The sands of the desert will be soaked with the blood of heretics!!”
A cry full of rage! At that, Count Morch also burst into anger.
“Such a fool!! It’s a war! Glenberch!! I will destroy the traitors on behalf of His Majesty the Emperor!!”
“Her… Count Morch. Are you laughing right now? Ahhh. Right. You can’t be honest I don’t deserve it Did you mean that you have See if you’re confident in a two-sided war. Try it somewhere Of course, when you are defeated, all yours will be mine.”
Pop.
Viscount Gladenberg’s hologram broke. The magic tool was crumbled and turned into ashes.
Count Morch walked towards the door. He pushed the thick iron door open with both hands and shouted out.
“War! Prepare for war! We will win the war and become even greater!”
“Waaaaa!”
The shouts of prepared knights and soldiers resonate throughout the castle.
Count Morch then turned to me.
“Sir Daycott. Sir, I have a request for you. Be my messenger with Lord Cotton. We need allies. Perhaps Glenberch will not stand still. I’ll get in the way somehow There must be some who are already attached to him. Since this is a dangerous job, I must be a knight with the same honor and strength as you. Please help me.”
Is it really dangerous? Or are you trying to push me away seeing me as a spy for not paying my allegiance?
Either way it doesn’t matter. Better than boring war preparations.
I got down on one knee on the floor.
“I am willing to perform.”
