The Mad Dog of the Dukes House - Chapter 153
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Episode 153 48. To the Sultanate of Pajar (2)
3.
The bomb loaded onto the train ran very diligently and arrived at the eastern border city of the Empire, the County of Porta.
Like the other lords’ fiefdoms, it is a fiefdom that only has one city that can be called the capital.
But unlike Leven, which bordered the Southern Kingdom, the atmosphere of Porta was very impressive.
-The city is very well managed. The citizens look good. Does the Lord of Leven look different?
Neatly organized buildings.
The city’s citizens were so energetic and vibrant that it was almost overwhelming.
At Guillotine’s words, Charon nodded slightly and said.
“The Porta Count is very popular in the central political circles. He is said to be both capable and good-natured. Looking at the city, it seems the rumors are true.”
The atmosphere is different from Leben.
Of course, as expected from a border town, knights and soldiers were seen everywhere, but the citizens showed them endless support and affection.
Because of this, pride could be seen on the soldiers’ faces.
It was a proper border city.
This may have been because, unlike the southern kingdoms that could not even look down on the empire, it was attached to the hostile Sultanate of Pajar.
-Aren’t you causing trouble here?
“You have to have a lot of money to hit it.”
-That’s too bad. Wasn’t it your style to not be able to tell right from wrong and cause trouble?
“Guillotine.”
-You don’t want to shut up? I’m so bored I could die.
It was Guillotine who had definitely become accustomed to Charon’s conversation patterns.
Charon ignored the ceaseless chattering of the guillotine and slowly looked around the street.
Starting from the outer wall to the inner wall where the permanent resident is located.
They were all well managed. There was no need to cause a ruckus in such a well managed place.
But there is one thing I am worried about,
‘It looks like security is tight at first glance, but is it possible to illegally enter the Pajar Sultanate from here?’
The way into the Pajar Sultanate seems distant.
It is legally impossible.
This is because if a person with imperial citizenship enters the Pazar Sultanate, he or she will be considered a traitor.
So there was only one way for Charon to choose.
Illegal immigration.
This also applied to all Knights of the Order of the Haerang operating in the Pazar Sultanate.
No matter how heavily guarded a city is, shadows exist everywhere.
Especially in border cities like these, there were bound to be smugglers and immigration brokers looking to make a quick buck.
If things had gone as planned, I would have used the broker who had helped the Knights of Haerang enter the country illegally.
『The broker who was helping us was murdered a few months ago. There was a clash with the Sultanate of Pajar during the illegal immigration process. Unfortunately, it seems that you, Lord Karon, will have to find a way out on your own.』
The day I leave is a market day, and I hear from Jeras that the broker has died.
Of course, that doesn’t mean there was no way.
Caron immediately began asking around, and found help from an unexpected source.
It was the cobbler.
As they say, people talk to each other, so Cobbler introduced me to a broker in Porta.
“It’s gonna be fun.”
Charon muttered softly and slowly walked towards a dark part of the city.
A back alley like the one you find in any city.
Bad-looking guys at first glance showed up here and there.
The guys quickly scanned Charon’s entire body, but soon lost interest and looked away.
Because Charon’s disguise was so perfect.
He changed his face to a normal one using the borrowed from the Magic Tower, and changed his clothes to shabby leather armor that only a third-rate mercenary would wear.
An appearance that would fit right in with a back alley, no matter who looks at it.
Thanks to this, Caron was able to reach his destination very comfortably.
A shabby inn without even a sign.
As I opened the door to the inn and entered, a dark interior and a musty smell immediately came into view.
A place where the only person is a balding middle-aged man sitting at the bar.
“It’s been a while since we’ve had a guest.”
The man raised the corners of his mouth in disgust as soon as he saw Caron.
He was an impressive man with a vertical scar running down his face.
“Who introduced you?”
“Cobbler.”
“Aha, that weirdo from Leven. I already got word of it. There’s a crazy guy trying to cross over to the desert?”
He chuckled and placed the greasy glass on the bar. Then he poured some strong cheap whiskey into the glass.
“You’ve come at just the right time. I have an illegal immigration scheduled for this evening.”
He pushed the glass in front of Charon.
Caron downed the cheap whiskey in one gulp, then wiped his lips with his sleeve and said.
“The alcohol is so cheap.”
“It’s a bit much even if you give it to me. Have you prepared an ID card to use in the Pajar Sultanate? If you don’t have one, I can forge one for you. Of course, you’ll have to pay extra for it.”
“You just have to enter the country.”
“Contrary to appearances, the friendly group is very well prepared.”
“What is the illegal immigration route?”
“Secret. You just pay the money and come here before the sun sets today. That’s the rule.”
Caron frowned slightly as he listened to the man’s words.
He is a very ugly guy.
‘If necessary, you can use Pluto to cross the border.’
Maybe that would be the simplest way.
If you use Pluto’s short-distance teleportation ability repeatedly, it may not be impossible to menstruate secretly.
However, since the distance across the border was quite long, the consumption of magic power was bound to be extreme.
That was precisely the reason why they sought illegal immigration routes.
“good.”
After thinking for a moment, Caron took out a pouch containing gold coins from his bosom.
There was no need to overthink it too much.
When your body is unwell, your head suffers.
If your body is in good health, your mind will have less trouble.
This means that if something goes wrong, we can just cut off all of these guys’ balls.
“How much?”
“50 gold.”
“It’s so damn expensive. It would take a commoner three years to save up that kind of money.”
“We’re the only ones in this city who can help with illegal immigration. And they’re such a mess that they should be running away to the Sultanate of Pajar. Shouldn’t we be paid for it?”
As this bald man says, most of the people trying to enter the Pazar Sultanate illegally are vicious criminals.
Those who are so vicious that they are wanted by the empire.
The man in front of him seemed to think that Caron was also that type of person.
But Caron didn’t bother to refute the claim.
Because there was no reason to clear up the misunderstanding.
Jjang.
Charon took out exactly fifty gold coins and placed them on the bar. Then the bald man’s eyes filled with greed.
“I was thinking of giving you a discount since it was last minute. Are you in a hurry?”
“How many people besides me are entering the country illegally?”
“Including you, there are now five of us. Consider yourself lucky. Hehe.”
Caron remembered what Cobbler had said.
『Master. In fact, those guys are really trash. They help people enter the country illegally, but there are rumors that they kill customers and take their money if they get caught. Anyway, be careful!』
“I’m lucky.”
A smile spread across Caron’s lips.
Aren’t unexpected difficulties the fun of traveling?
He tried to hide his smile as he looked into the balding eyes that were sparkling with greed.
Charon’s expression was like that of a beast facing its prey.
4.
That evening.
Slowly. Slowly.
A carriage covered in black leather was slowly running along the mountain road.
In the luggage compartment of the carriage, which was not even properly lit, five people, including Charon, were sitting quietly.
An uncomfortable silence fills it.
But even in the darkness, Charon could clearly see the faces of the others.
Because Pluto replaced his eyes.
‘The smell of blood.’
A sickeningly strong smell of blood wafted from some of those riding in the carriage.
Although they all cover their faces with robes, their ferocious nature is revealed in this way.
‘These two guys even have magic power.’
It’s certainly strange that those with magical powers would attempt to enter the country illegally, even though they’re only 4 stars at best.
As Caron was leisurely exploring the people around him, a man approached him and spoke to him.
“Why are you trying to go to Pajar?”
An old, worn-out voice.
At that voice, the others also made a slight noise.
Caron took a piece of jerky out of his pocket and put it in his mouth. Then he answered in a sly voice.
“I have some business to attend to. Why are you like that?”
“Hehehe, it’s because I find it difficult to stay in the empire any longer.”
“Are you being chased?”
“It’s so unfair that I’m being chased like this just because I killed some commoners who weren’t even as good as bees. It seems like the situation is similar there… … .”
Slowly. Slowly.
The carriage tilted slightly as it turned uphill.
“It was fate that we met like this, but we have to exchange names… … .”
Just as the boy was whining and asking questions, the large man sitting across from him spoke in a low voice.
“Did you come out for a picnic? Shut your mouth. If you keep being noisy, I’ll rip your mouth open.”
“Oh, you have a beautiful personality.”
“Do you think you can’t do it?”
“Try it once. Hehe.”
Caron watched the war of nerves between the two and raised the corners of his mouth.
After all, the most fun thing in the world is watching a fight.
They are clearly exuding murderous intent, fearing that someone might say they are a bunch of criminals.
The other two moved to the corner, shivering slightly at their earnest murderous intent.
There seemed to be a class distinction even among illegal immigrants.
How long did this war of nerves continue?
Slurp.
Suddenly the carriage stopped, and soon someone lifted the curtain and spoke.
“We’ve arrived. Everyone, come out.”
Charon got out of the carriage right away, and the sight of the mountains covered in darkness came into view.
A mountain path so dark that even if several people die, no one would notice.
There was no light to be found except for the torches held by the smuggling brokers.
“I have some sad news to tell our customers.”
The bald man who had received money from Caron at the inn earlier stepped forward and looked around at the customers with a sly smile.
“In the meantime, the cost of illegal immigration has gone up. Should we each pay 50 gold more?”
And at that moment,
Phuss …
Gunmen wielding weapons appeared from all directions.
The number is roughly twenty.
It was almost like a threat.
“These days, the sand thugs have tightened their border control. We need to give some money to the border guards, so please be understanding.”
Wooooow-!
Some of the villains’ swords glowed blue.
It means knowing how to use magic power.
Of course, the level wasn’t that high, but just being able to infuse magic into a sword means that you’ve received knight training.
“Aren’t you all dishonest people anyway? Let’s help each other and live together as people at the bottom.”
Then the man who had spoken to Charon earlier said with a smirk.
“50 gold is too much. Can you lower the price a bit?”
“There’s no need for us to consider your financial situation.”
“That sounds pretty plausible. What would you do if you had no money?”
“How could you come empty-handed when you’re running away from the empire? Just give me something of value.”
This isn’t a skill that has been learned once or twice.
It was a very natural threat, as expected from a bunch of punks.
“Oh, and you pay a little more.”
The bald man said, pointing his finger at Charon.
At those words, Caron shrugged his shoulders.
“Why me all of a sudden?”
“You came here after being introduced to Cobbler, right? Seeing that bastard Cobbler doing so well these days makes me sick.”
The bald man, who had been walking briskly towards Caron, whispered with a disgusted smile.
“It’s a kind of protection fee.”
“Why do you have to do this to me?”
“Even though I look like this, I can smell money. You have a lot of money, don’t you? Oh, and that cobbler said so. Since you’re a noble, treat him well.”
“… … Haa, you fucking idiot, Cobbler.”
“Think of it as a special service. Just hand over everything you have and we’ll get you safely across the border. You don’t want to die in a place like this, do you?”
He’s definitely a guy who can smell money.
But it seemed like he only knew how to smell money and couldn’t smell anything else.
Caron had a hard time holding back his laughter, so he spoke in a very cheerful voice.
“Hey, did Cobbler say anything else?”
“Huh? What… … .”
“I’m glad.”
Srrrrrr.
Charon whispered as he pulled the guillotine out of its scabbard and grabbed the bald man by the neck.
“From now on, you will bark when I tell you to bark.”
There’s a mad dog living in the duke’s house