Chapter 251 – Marquis of Kilias – 2
“Joy.”
The Marquis of Killias narrowed his eyes and looked around.
The moment the world was eroding, the setting sun rose and the day dawned.
A world-class great magic that creates the illusion of going backwards in time.
‘A normal human would kneel down and worship right now.’
That’s the magical power holder.
Because they were called gods in ancient times.
“But it’s just the appearance.”
Leoric Hyperion.
The spectacle created by the magic power emitted by a Marquis-level magic holder eroding the surroundings is truly astounding to say that a person who has just become a Marquis did it, but that does not mean that he is a god.
The only place that has changed is the place where Leoric Hyperion is the center and the magic power he exudes dominates.
The space where the magic power emitted by Leoric Hyperion reaches.
Only inside the space he actually dominates, it seems to have eroded reality and become daytime, but conversely, as the distance increases, its dominance weakens and it will appear as an ordinary evening, no, night.
A strange phenomenon, as if a painting of the setting sun was painted blue by spraying blue paint on it.
Under the brightly lit sky.
Looking at Leoric Hyperion emitting light as if proving himself to be the sun, Marquis Killias opened his mouth.
“You don’t often get drunk with magic.”
Although it is said to have been so devalued, I have no choice but to stick my tongue out as I see the force eroding the space around it.
‘As expected, I did well to finish the preparations.’
A fishy smile filtered across the mouth of the Marquis of Killias.
* * *
What are we going to do
“There were a lot of people who reached the rank of Count, but most of them got drunk with magical powers and ended up perishing without being able to cross the wall of the Marquis.”
I narrowed my eyes at the figure of Marquis Kilias, who seemed to be giving advice as if he were an adult.
I looked around, but there was no sign of anything except for the troops of the East beyond the front lines in the distance.
‘Did I really come alone?’
Of course, it was a distance that could come quickly if reinforcements came from the faraway army.
Marquis Kilias also has that much power as the ruler of the East, so he shouldn’t be easily defeated…
“But that ends here. The path ahead is not one that can be climbed simply by talent.”
“Only by talent?”
While I was looking around for a while, I turned my head to the words of Marquis Kilias, who had been speaking continuously. Marquis Kilias, who had been talking tirelessly until then, smiled at my words.
“Yes. As priests of the earth, the Earthlane family has long been trusted and respected by the red blood. The Northern Croches family ruled the region as a small kingdom that ruled the north.”
A family that exists not just in terms of strength and weakness of magical power, but also in a class that has been built up over time.
“Just like the Brahms kingdom’s Brineer royal family, what we need from now on becoming a marquis family is the years we’ve accumulated over a long period of time, or at least a ‘class’ equal to that.”
I know that Marquis Kilias is a talkative guy despite his outward appearance. It’s because you’ve been talking about things you don’t even need.
Still, that’s not wrong.
This is especially true of the Duke of Earthlane family.
As a family related to agriculture for a long time, they have been trusted by farmers on the continent, and all families with a rank higher than dukes have had such things.
It’s still in the future for me.
Even now, as a marquis, he is busy calming down the mana that is increasing day by day.
“It is almost impossible to fill such a gap in a short period of time. Spending the minimum amount of time or using any method that is comparable to that.”
After saying that, Marquis Kilias looked at me with a smile.
“That is the difference between you and me.”
Marquis Kilias pointed at me.
“I know that the Franz family is old, but the size of the land they controlled is small compared to the history they have accumulated. It is said that the accumulated history is small. The same goes for you who came out of there. Of course, since he started dominating the South, he will build up a proper ‘class’ from now on, but that will take a long time.”
“Isn’t that the same for you?”
The previous generation ruled the East by the Marquis of Kilias.
Rebellion of Brahms Kingdom. In those turbulent times came to rule the East.
At my words, Marquis Kilias snorted.
“Joy. The Kilias family has ruled the eastern heartland for generations. It’s as if they ruled the East itself from the beginning.”
Well, it’s not wrong to express it that way.
“Even if they are the same marquis, they are different from the history they have already built up.”
Saying that, Marquis Kilias said with a smile that seemed benevolent to her.
“I will declare it in advance before it is trampled on. Surrender and accept me as king.”
I asked what kind of business it was.
Was he asking if he would surrender before finally fighting properly?
“I refuse.”
“You refuse the Kwonju and drink the punishment wine.”
Marquis Kilias, who hardened his expression at my words, immediately smiled.
“Then, we must show the difference in class.”
Red light began to flow around the body of Marquis Kilias.
Seeing this, the nobles and knights of the castle who had been watching from a little distance began to move.
Even with that movement, Marquis Killias looked at me with a relaxed smile.
“Do you know what the Kilias family’s magic is?”
“I know.”
Kilias family.
The family with the nickname Iron Blood Marquess was not only attached to it because it ruled the east coldly and brutally.
Red radiating from the Marquis of Kilias… No, dark red magic began to drip like liquid.
“Blood magic.”
At my words, the Marquis of Kilias revealed this.
“Yes.”
His sharp molars stood out.
“Blood is the source of all life.”
Red blood starts flowing from his body.
* * *
“There are many things that life needs to live.”
Medicine in this world has not developed enough to distinguish them.
But even so, I’m not so stupid that I don’t know how important blood is.
Even more so, the fact that the family’s magical power is blood means that the knowledge related to it has been accumulated.
In a sense, the family of the Marquis of Kilias may have accumulated higher medical knowledge than most hospitals.
“Among all of them, is there anything more important than blood?”
The blood that flows in the body of a living being.
Dark red magic, like that kind of blood, began to surround the Marquis of Killias.
The magic power that wrapped around his body was sticky and dark red like blood.
Rather than the unknown power of mana, it was more appropriate to describe it as a liquid.
“How much more so is the absolute criterion that divides the world into two.”
Blood.
Magic attribute.
“Red blood and blue blood.”
A word that refers to the criterion for distinguishing between having magical powers and not having magical powers.
The same red blood. The blood itself is the same race, only the blood type is different, blood is blood.
Such blood only looks blue in response to magical power, but even so, this standard was absolute among the people of this world.
“Blood and magic. It is the magic of the blood that governs it.”
She glanced away at the Marquis of Killias, who began to speak while wrapped in the magic of red blood.
It was natural to have strong magical energy, but at the same time, it was to check the condition of the prisoners with red seals, which must have been tricked by him.
“…”
The prisoner was staring blankly at the sky.
“Ah~ I’m worried about them.”
Perhaps noticing my gaze, I heard Marquis Kilias’s voice.
“Worry? It’s not like that.”
“Whoops. That was a little experiment. I just threw it away because I no longer needed it.”
Marquis Kilias looked at the noble with the red seal and smiled coldly, then looked at me and started talking again.
“This is your last chance.”
As if benevolent.
“Won’t you surrender?”
The blue-blooded Marquis of Killias, aspiring to become the new king, opened his arms.
“Because I, too, don’t lose face without precious blue blood in the new kingdom. If I kill you guys, won’t there be a shortage of nobles to rule this vast land?”
As if at the words of Marquis Killias, who took for granted that he would win, nobles slowly began to gather around me.
Count Harry, as well as very few barons and viscounts. Even the nobles and knights who gave it there.
Watching all the forces in the area unite as one, Marquis Kilias was still smiling leisurely.
Haha. Really. It’s the low-level, insignificant guys that are the problem.”
A cold gaze as if looking at an insect.
Looking at that gaze, I wonder why I am so relaxed.
Seeing me like that, Marquis Killias said.
“Did you tell me earlier?”
“What?”
He raised his finger.
“In order to face the ‘class’ of accumulated years, it is necessary to accumulate years comparable to that or a method that does not cover the means.”
The fishy smell of blood stimulated the sense of smell.
It’s not the scent you feel from the Marquis of Kilias.
I looked at the prisoner we captured.
“Turn it off… !”
Blood gushed from the trembling aristocrat frothing at the mouth.
“I am the ruler of the East. Iron-Blooded Marquis, Kilias.”
Marquis Kilias looked at the blood flowing through him with a cruel smile.
No, it was the gaze looking at prey.
“I am the ruler of the East. It is the greatest power of the East and the East itself.”
The blood was not only shed on prisoners.
Behind his back.
The bloody spells that began to flow from his army.
“No way… !”
Count Harry was stunned.
The armies of the East across the front lines in his eyes.
Numerous nobles and knights were falling down, spewing blood where the red seal was stamped.
“Have you put a seal on all the blue fiddles of the East!”
“Yes!”
Marquis Kilias shouted loudly at the words he shouted in astonishment.
“I am the East, and the East is me!”
The magic power emanating from the blue blood was flowing directly to the Marquis of Killias.
“It is natural for those under my rule to pay tribute to me!”
A huge stake with the magic of the blood rushed in was created in the hands of Marquis Kilias.
Its size was comparable to that of a gigantic castle wall.
Looking at the stake, the Marquis of Killias exclaimed.
“This is my blow, and at the same time… !”
It is a blow to the entire East.
