Chapter 103 – Müller – 5
“You don’t look good. Did something happen?”
“No, no. … Big hum. Nice to meet you. I am Leoric Franz, the lord of this land from now on.”
“Is it? Anyway, nice to meet you. My name is Trowin Müller.”
The mansion with a small garden is not very large.
It wasn’t a shabby place, but it was too frugal to be called a place for former nobles to stay.
But when I saw the old man inside, I felt like I fit in.
“I don’t wear anything, but it’s one of my little jobs. I don’t know if it’s okay.”
“It smells good.”
It is a small field
It seems that only tea leaves are grown. Following the guide of Trowin, who poured the tea himself, we drank tea in a place overlooking the garden.
“How is it?”
“Hmm. It’s good.”
The tea was moderately tasty. It tastes close to green tea, but it’s not too bad for the taste, so it’s good to drink.
Taking a sip of that tea, I looked at the old man in front of me.
“Is it? Good luck.”
Signs of aging are evident.
Her hair, which should have been blue when she was young, has also been dyed white, and is full of wrinkles that show the signs of the years.
It’s true that he’s sick, but his complexion doesn’t look good, and he feels a bit thin, but his physique itself is large, probably because he originally had a strong physique. However, the decline of mana was clearly felt.
But one purple eye is vivid. I can’t be careless
“Yes. Leoric Franzra. Avon’s second son? Children’s blessings abound. Eh, tsk tsk.”
“Haha.”
The one who was the previous head of a family that had gone bankrupt because his son was not blessed and the owner of this land. Considering his age, he is a generation between his grandfather and father. In other words, he bumped into his grandfather and also bumped into his father.
He heard that they had actually met on the battlefield. Actually, there is nothing wrong with saying this now. Because I don’t have an official title, I’m only the second son who has been entrusted with full authority as the owner of this land by Count Franz.
“I don’t know if you heard of it in Avon, but I have no intention of appearing outside anymore.”
“Is that so?”
“The body has deteriorated, and the mana has declined. As long as you can’t fight to your satisfaction like before, there’s no need to go to the front. Since I created this mess with my last choice, I will only take responsibility for it.”
Hmm.
Triana’s complexion darkened as she stood behind Trowyn.
Well, if this person stepped out, at least it wouldn’t have ended in such a futile way.
Trowin pulled a small piece of paper from his bosom.
“Just, one last thing to check.”
“Confirm?”
Trowin Müller looked over the paper once, and a different color appeared in his eyes.
“Why did I hand the heir to him?”
“Hmm. Are your eyes blurred by presbyopia?”
“Huh! I have nothing to say to the old man.”
I say it while glaring at me, but a smile forms on Trowyn’s lips.
“My goddamn bastard was definitely stupid, a scumbag who hated being compared to my younger brother, but Tyrus wasn’t without his problems.”
“Yes.”
Triana’s mouth opened slightly before she closed it. Biting her lip, she averts her gaze. It’s her father’s gossip, but she says that the opponent is her grandfather. Trowin continued to talk about himself, unconcerned with the appearance behind her, who could not stop her and avoided her gaze.
“Which one is fine, yes. At least Tyrus was fine. But think about it. If that bastard said he would hand over the succession to my younger brother, he would understand.”
“Is that why you gave the heir to Tirson Müller? Would you understand and help him if it was Tyrus Müller to avoid a pointless dispute?”
“That Tyrson must have been satisfied with his sense of superiority. Tyrus is a guy who knows how to be moderately patient, and he manages the territory while calming Tyrson moderately, because I judged that there would be no problems.”
But that judgment was wrong. Tirson Müller’s runaway surpassed his thoughts. More than you think. He should have dealt with it for sure.
“There was a guy who encouraged it.”
“Hoo.”
That’s the first time I’ve heard of it.
He looks at Triana and he has a surprised face. Didn’t she even know?
Trowin took out and threw the paper.
“Not sure. At the time, the only reliable person I could contact was the butler, and even he couldn’t figure it out. However, the information that a few strangers have been sighted near Tirson is certain.”
“A stranger.”
What is on the paper is a picture drawn by a man.
“There may be some we didn’t know about, but most of them died in the last fight, and this is the only one left.”
Suspicious guys. And an order given by Tirson Müller. A forced pregnancy was enough to recall it.
“Are they red peas?”
“Maybe it is. Although I think it’s them for sure.”
Trowin frowned, making no secret of his displeasure.
“They haven’t changed like they used to or now.”
“Like. Is that enough?”
He said he wasn’t the kind of person to care too much about books or what he’d heard from his father.
“Red blood is point tissue. Multiple factions run multiple point organizations. Depending on the region, there are those who cooperate at all and those who oppose each other.”
“Does it roll as an organization?”
Is it a mess?
At my point, Trowin shook his head.
“Of course, it didn’t roll, so most of them were ruined.”
“… Are you stupid?”
“It is the opposite. Several large organizations use the various organizations below as bait and experimental victims.”
“Experiment?”
What stood in Trowin’s eyes was anger.
“It’s a human experiment.”
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“Hmm.”
It’s a human experiment.
That probably doesn’t mean very well.
“Just because it’s red blood doesn’t mean it doesn’t have magic.”
“I guess so.”
It’s not just those who don’t hate those who have.
Because they have the same thing, they hate it all the more because they know the difference and cannot narrow it down.
“The dangerous ones among the red blood are really dangerous. I thought the southern provinces were cleaned up during the previous war.”
“Is that so?”
“It was a confusing time in many ways. From the power struggles of the aristocrats to the traitors of the royal family to the revolutionaries.”
Eww. Just listening to it conveys the sameness.
I’m glad I wasn’t born in that era.
“Then what about human experiments?”
“It’s not exactly accurate, but they’ve been experimenting with humans before, breeding with monsters with magical powers, or breeding those monsters with humans.”
Keck. The impression was automatically furrowed. I feel dirty.
Triana, as well as Chloe and Zeke in the back, are also in bad shape.
And there is only mating in the experiment?
“There are other things. Do you know that magical stones are all ores imbued with magical power, or biological organs possessed by monsters, such as the pearls of Barheun Kingdom, that contain more than a certain amount of magical power? There were even various experiments using magic stones of all kinds.”
The history of the red blood in the past that Trowin talked about was quite interesting.
Experiments are also experiments, but from assassinations to acts of terrorism in various cities. Most of the cases of assassinating nobles failed, but even the terrors that occurred in cities and villages could not be prevented.
In the first place, most of the victims are commoners.
“It’s back and forth.”
“So in that era, red blood was a public enemy. Even the common people know about the red blood, and you can’t feel good about them for knowing. In the first place, even the red bloods fought each other, so I said everything. Because the moderate faction, which can be said to be mild, even cooperated with the aristocratic family to fight the same red blood.”
“Is there such an organization?”
“Well. Organizations whose purpose is to expand the number of users of magic by studying the power of magic itself, or people with the idea that it is not good to divide one’s status based on magic even if one possesses magic. The idea itself is anyway, the organization itself is a group that academic research is the main thing. There are nobles who hate it, but there were also many nobles who were influenced by those who risked their lives and liked it.”
It’s to expand the number of people who possess magic power. No, it could be.
There is a tendency to value stronger magic power and family lineage than status itself. In other words, even if the status disappears, the strong power itself does not disappear.
Perhaps even if magic spreads more widely, at most the level of an adventurer or a knight would be the limit. Even if it’s a very distant future, I honestly don’t know if I’ll be able to spread count level magic.
“There are several organizations.”
“There are many organizations that only talk about red blood, and there are many people who extort money from the common people in the name of liberation in the name of red blood. Even those who raid merchants like bandits. I also subjugated those guys.”
Tired of talking for a while, Trowin sighed as he sipped his tea.
“Anyway, I don’t know if these guys are still playing tricks on Müller, or to what extent they are spread in the southern regions. Right now, with no one of mine to move, this is the only information I can give you.”
Red blood.
I thought there was nothing wrong…
A bundle of papers that Trowin handed over. There were written the appearance of the sole survivor and various activities in Müller.
“I heard that the princess of Baheun was also kidnapped. There is nothing an old man like me can do in this situation where things are not getting better these days…”
Trowin looked at me one last time and said.
“Please take care of Müller. You are the new owner of this land.”
“… Well, I’ll do my best.”
Strictly speaking, the boss is full of Franz and Boring.
Let’s write down the information he gave us.
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