148. Golden Hour
Blah, blah!
“Please, please!”
Cold sweat dripping down my forehead due to excessive concentration. In nervousness, Kazar chewed his lower lip.
Blah blah blah, blah! Clink!
With a sound like breaking glass, the barrier disappeared. Ka-Zar opened her eyes and looked around.
“Duke? Duke?!”
This is the bedroom where France was staying. If she were wise, she wouldn’t have done anything to get out of here.
“Duke? Where are you in now?”
As he continued to look around her, the bitter smell of her blood invaded the tip of Ka-Zar’s nose. This was clearly an aftereffect of the warmth of life fading away.
“… Duke?”
She carefully turned her head in the direction of her scent. There was a chilling France.
“Duke, duke!”
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Kazar ran to the fallen France. A face that is not only pale but pure white. Her breathing is rough and it wouldn’t be surprising if she lost consciousness at any moment.
“How is this…?” ….”
Kazar hurries to check on France’s condition. The corner of her mouth with signs of spitting up blood. The bleeding does not stop in the abdomen, where the hot heat is leaking out.
“Oh my… !”
Ka-Zar put all her magic power into her fingertips and unleashed her divine magic. Although she is not a saint, she can be saved if she is a transcendent magician.
“Duke, please come to your senses!”
A feeling of fear came over me. The smell of blood that continued to linger in her nose hinted at the disappearance of life and signaled the prelude to death.
“Duke, please… !”
Wow! Ka-Zar unleashes even more intense divine magic and pours out her magical power indiscriminately. Fortunately, her wind worked and France’s bleeding stopped.
“Duke? Duke, come to your senses!”
There is no answer. Surely it’s not too late? Kazar’s shoulders were shaking.
“Please…” ….”
Ka-Jar checks on her Franche’s condition with divine magic. Fortunately, she still manages to breathe, albeit slightly.
It’s not too late.
“Ha… ….”
Sharp. Ka-Zar’s heart almost dropped, and her whole body lost strength and she sat down. If she had been even a little later, the consequences would have been unimaginable.
“I’m so sorry…” It’s my fault…….”
She should have definitely checked when that suspicious foreign entity came in. She never imagined that Cale and Radea wouldn’t have noticed either.
“What should I do…” ….”
Kazar looks at France pitifully. Neither her consciousness nor her complexion have yet returned.
Then.
“What’s going on!”
The imperial knights came rushing in with the loud sound of their armor. At the center were Kale and Ladea. Ka-Zar stood up, her eyes wide.
“There is someone who attempted to assassinate Duke Descartes. “I have already administered first aid.”
The knights begin to stir at the sound of assassination. Kazar followed her words.
“Is there a driver in charge of guarding the outbuilding here? Please check the access list just in case.”
She already knows her culprit, Ka-Jar, but she has no way to drive him away. Due to the nature of her barrier, there is no trace of magical power left behind and I have not seen it directly.
‘We must guide the arrow to reach her saint.’
It is difficult to just claim that it was done by a saint. She is an empress and a saint. She holds an unrivaled position in the empire and her trust is strong.
This must be broken slowly.
“I have checked the access list! A total of four people came in from yesterday to today, including the duke and his guards. “Other than that, there are only employees who clean and look after us.”
Is there no record of a saint entering or leaving? Tsk, Ka-Zar clicked her tongue and nodded her head.
“I will investigate this site first. “As long as there is an assassin in the imperial family, I can’t trust anyone.”
One knight objected to Kazar’s words.
“Are you saying that the imperial family has attempted to assassinate Duke Descartes?! This clearly tarnishes the honor of those who work for the imperial family!”
At those words, Kale and Radea spewed out murderous intent. The knights’ shoulders were shaking as a chill settled in the cool air.
“Is your honor important now?”
“Please understand the situation.”
The imperial knights shrink from being overwhelmed by the two men’s lives. Kazar continued.
“I am one of only two transcendent wizards in the world. “No matter which court wizard you bring, they can’t be more accurate than me.”
Wow! Ka-Zar continued his words by floating a magic sphere in his palm.
“From now on, I will investigate this site myself.”
Kazar began to read the traces of magical power. Of course, there are no traces. However, this is only for production purposes.
“It’s strange that I can’t find any traces of magical power. “The Duke is a warlock who has reached the rank of archmage.”
If you give a hint like this, anyone will understand.
“It was the same when the previous Emperor and Empress suddenly passed away.”
“So, the person who assassinated the previous emperor and empress also assassinated the duke?!”
“Who on earth? “There’s no way anyone could do that!”
The outbuilding became a crucible of chaos. Then.
“What’s going on!”
Emperor Rezef appeared belatedly. Next to her was Empress Somire, who had a dark complexion. Ka-Zar looked at her and opened her eyes shallowly.
‘It’s that b*tch after all.’
I tried to assassinate him, but I failed. That’s probably why his complexion is dark.
“There is someone who attempted to assassinate Duke Descartes. “Seeing as he left no trace of magical power, he seems to be related to the sudden death of His Majesty the previous emperor.”
Kazar continues speaking calmly. Rezef’s face crumpled mercilessly.
“Are you saying that the ungrateful person who assassinated your father and mother also attempted to assassinate the duke?”
Kazar nodded his head, “Yes.”
“This doesn’t even sound like anything… !”
Rezef is speechless due to shock. He then washed his face dry and closed his eyes tightly.
“First of all, I swear to the Goddess and the messenger of Fedelian that I have nothing to do with this incident.”
Ka-Zar glared at Somire next to her with her eyes shallowly open. Somire met her gaze and hurriedly turned her head.
‘That crazy b*tch… ….’
Suddenly. Kazar clenched his molars until they ground.
“I will tell you my opinion after investigating the scene. The culprit is a powerful divine magic user and someone with special abilities.”
Rezef’s eyebrows twitched. Because it is clear who it is talking about.
“… “What do you want to say?”
Kazar did not give in and continued speaking proudly.
“The Duke is a person who reached the rank of great wizard using only black magic. You’re strong enough to beat even the most sword masters. “To subdue someone like that, you have to have an overwhelming advantage in terms of compatibility.”
Kazar then glares at Somire.
“It is impossible to subdue the Duke unless you are someone who can use special and very powerful divine magic.”
Roaring.
The voices of knights chattering can be heard from all over the place.
“Isn’t that impossible unless you are a saint…? ?”
“When it comes to powerful divine magic, there is no one other than the saint….”
“It’s so clear who this is talking about… ….”
He shouted solemnly, probably hearing this even from Rezef.
“Stop! “If you continue to make trivial speculations, it will be considered an insult to the royal family.”
The hallway of the annex became quiet immediately with that single word.
“Lady Uplane. “Do you know what you are talking about?”
“I know,” Said Kazar, nodding his head.
“When the previous emperor passed away, all traces of magical power and aura completely disappeared, right?”
Rezef answers, “That’s right.”
“I was constantly using search magic while the Duke was sleeping. “It is a magic that sounds an alarm as soon as any aura or magic power is detected.”
Kazar lifted his head stiffly. She had indescribable anger on her face.
“But then a strange being came in. That person had no magical powers or auras. “Isn’t this all too contrived?”
A holy wizard who can suppress the dark magic of an archmage. A special ability that can erase magic power or aura. Anyone could see that he was referring to a saint.
‘You just have to keep going like this.’
Looking at the Imperial Knights, they also suspect that the saint is the culprit. That’s right, because he was the most appropriate suspect here.
“Everyone, stop making useless guesses!”
Suddenly Rezef shouted. A saint was whispering next to him.
“If you think about it that way, guards, is there any evidence that you didn’t harm the duke?”
What does this mean? Kazar’s face distorted at such a ridiculous statement. The same was true for Kale and Ladea.
“The only people here who can overwhelm the Duke, an archmage who uses black magic, include you. However, Descartes’ knight commander and vice-captain moved with the imperial knights. “Then you are not the culprit?”
Rezef suddenly accuses Kazar of being the culprit. The saint next to me must have breathed her breath into it.
“I don’t know how to erase traces of magical power, but you have also reached the high level of being a transcendent wizard. “You can’t say you don’t have that ability.”
Cale and Ladea could not stand the noise and protested because it was so absurd.
“I can’t listen to you. “That doesn’t sound like anything, does it?”
“Why do we have any reason to do that?”
Rezef narrowed his eyebrows and glared at Kazar.
“Couldn’t it have been someone’s instructions or a plan made from the beginning for some purpose? And they are trying to blame it on the imperial family. “Am I wrong?”
Passy! Cale, who had not heard anything, opened his aura with all his might. Everyone flinched and took a step back as the dark red electric current spread in all directions.
“If you doubt and insult our loyalty any further than that, no matter how much the imperial palace may be, bloodshed will be unavoidable.”
Radea and Kazar’s eyes widened.
“Mr. Cale, calm down!”
“That comment just now was a bit dangerous!”
Not only did he reveal his auror in front of the emperor, but he also threatened his life. This was a high treason that would not have been surprising if the Imperial Guardian Knights immediately came and imprisoned him in the Panopticon.
“Baekgwi, do you know what you are doing now?”
Rezef glares at Kale with a murderous gaze. Neither of them had any intention of taking a step back.
“I am Cale, the knight commander of the Descartes family. In the past, he fought for honor with the nicknames of Hundred Ghosts and Mercenary King. “I cannot bear to insult my master and my honor any further than this.”
Sigh. Cale’s right hand goes towards the hilt of the sword hanging on his waist. Kazar urgently tried to dissuade Cale from doing so.
“Mr. Cale, calm down! “It’s important now to find the culprit!”
“How can we tolerate that? “It’s obvious who the culprit is, but they’re turning their arrows on us!”
“But think about your seat! “It’s in front of the emperor, and the culprit is right in front of it!”
Tsk, Kale clicked his tongue and reluctantly took the Auror.
“… “Considering that something unexpected and unpleasant happened in the imperial palace, I will be generous and overlook your mistake this time.”
The situation was resolved well and Kazar breathed a sigh of relief. Now France has fallen unconscious. He needs to come to his senses.
“Anyway, the story leaked out another way. I hope both Your Majesty and the Knights Templar will think carefully about what I said. “The answer is not far away.”
After saying that, he glared at the saint. Somire was stiff and heavily handing over her needles.
‘Damn b*tch.’
At that time. From behind, Radea brought France into a horizontal embrace.
“The Duke’s complexion is not very good.”
“Okay, let’s go back to the duchy quickly.”
At that time. Her saint Somi Re raised her hand.
“I can look after Duke Descartes’ condition. I’m into healing magic…… “
No, Kazar sharply interrupts. No matter how overwhelming his healing ability is, he cannot entrust it to the assassin who attempted it.
“We will treat the Duke on our own. “The imperial family only cares about finding the culprit.”
Cale and Ladea followed Kajar, who was ahead. Like the miracle of Moses, the knights in the hallway of the annex split apart and only looked at each other.
“Once again, please think carefully about what I said. “The culprit is very close.”
With those last words, everyone in Descartes, including Kazar, left the outbuilding.
