The Mad Dog of the Dukes House - Chapter 157



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Episode 157 49. Is this a mess too? (3)

5.

The transaction went smoothly.

Karon heals the crown prince, and Samir gives Karon permission to enter Ali Oasis.

Their interests aligned perfectly.

“That’s unexpected.”

Caron looked at Samir as he put the contract into his pocket.

He is a smart person. Usually, the more such a person is, the less likely he is to trust others.

“We are old enemies, but aren’t you trusting us too easily?”

Samir smiled bitterly at Caron’s question and slowly shook his head.

“I don’t trust you.”

“sure.”

“I believe in the path you have walked so far.”

Samir looked into Charon’s eyes.

Those firm, unwavering eyes clearly tell us what kind of person Caron is.

He suddenly remembered the story he had heard about Caron Reston through the intelligence agency.

The story of how he saved innocent people from tyranny and liberated refugees from the Southern Kingdom by summarily executing the Count.

I also knew well the story of how he drove out a demon that appeared in the palace when he was thirteen and how he beat up the children of a noble family who were not good people.

Moreover, the fact that he received the approval of the empress, who was famous for being picky, also meant that his skills were certain.

‘The intelligence agency executives say this man is uncontrollable, but… … I am not.’

Caron Reston’s actions were certainly unconventional, but one thing is certain.

This guy always comes up with the best results.

“But keep in mind that you will come forward only after the saint has failed.”

“Then it’s comfortable and good for me. I can eat raw without doing anything.”

“So that’s how it is again. But I know you and the Holy Kingdom have a rocky relationship. We’ll have to move together, is that okay?”

At those words, Caron recalled the information about Saint Seria.

A symbol of the non-mainstream.

A character who takes a completely opposite path from the saint Elijah who clashed with him near the southern Great Forest last time.

It would be helpful to have a brief grasp of the information about the Holy Kingdom following the last conflict.

‘The person closest to a priest.’

That was Cheong Hae-seong’s judgment.

A person who goes out tirelessly to help those in need and to serve others.

As such, he would have come to this land to treat even the crown prince of an enemy country.

‘… … The more that kind of person you are, the more you have to be careful.’

Usually, that type of person falls into one of two categories.

Either he’s a really good person in the purest sense of the word, or he’s just acting at a near-perfect level.

That was something I would only know if I experienced it myself.

“No problem.”

Caron nodded with a smile.

It doesn’t really matter what kind of person the saint is.

Rather, if she performs a miracle and heals the crown prince, we will welcome it with open arms.

Even if he was Charon, he couldn’t help but feel burdened by the thought of driving a guillotine into the Crown Prince’s body.

If you’re not careful, you might end up with the stigma of having assassinated the crown prince.

And on that day, the Empire and the Sultanate would go into war.

Samir let out a small sigh at Caron’s cheerful answer.

“The contract has been concluded.”

“I would also like you to resolve my identity issue.”

“You are a skilled worker who I personally hired… …. This should be enough. Since you are a skilled worker who is personally guaranteed by me, a member of the royal family, no one will be able to doubt your identity.”

It was the answer Caron wanted.

Caron smiled contentedly.

“So, are you heading straight to the palace now?”

“Yes, that’s right. Your brother’s condition is getting worse. Oh, and let’s make this clear.”

Samir slowly stood up from his seat.

And he warned Charon in a low voice.

“If your identity is revealed due to your mistake, I will not be held responsible. You will be seen as a vile person who tricked me and infiltrated the enemy’s palace. Do you understand what I mean?”

If you get caught, you’ll die alone.

But Caron didn’t really complain.

Caron, if it were you, you would have made that choice.

“It’s disappointing, but I understand. The prince has already made many concessions.”

“I’m glad the conversation went well.”

“We’re in the same boat, right? We both have to give in at least one thing.”

I’m glad the story unfolded easily.

Charon smiled as he extended his right hand to Prince Samir. Then he put back on his mask, which he had taken off for a moment, and said:

“I will take good care of you for the time being. I would like to offer you special service by also providing escort duties. Is that okay?”

“Do you charge extra?”

“I said it was a service, a service. Well… … I would accept it if it goes beyond the scope of the service.”

“What should I call you normally?”

Caron pondered the question for a moment. Then he shrugged and said.

“Cain. Please call me Cain.”

“Cain… … . That’s the name of the knight who protected the evil emperor.”

“He was a friend of my grandfather. Doesn’t he seem like he has something going for him?”

“Isn’t it too obvious that it’s a pseudonym?”

“That’s the point.”

Samir pondered the meaning behind Charon’s words.

What is there to be gained by using a name that is obviously a pseudonym?

Coming up with the answer wasn’t that difficult.

“This is a warning to my second and third brothers. I don’t want to get involved in useless things… … . It’s a good idea.”

“As expected, you’re smart.”

In this way, the youngest of the Sultanate’s royal family and the youngest of the duke’s family came to an agreement.

Now all that remained was to safely reach the palace.

6.

That afternoon, Prince Samir set off straight for the capital.

The capital of the Pazar Sultanate is Mezzab.

It is said that it takes about 4 days to get from Akbar to Mezzab by land.

If it had been an empire, it would have been easy to travel by train, but the Pazar Sultanate had no trains.

But there is one thing that is fortunate.

“I thought everyone rode camels.”

“That’s prejudice.”

“Isn’t this car made in Japan?”

“I understand that the Sultanate’s spices are popular even in the empire.”

The Sultanate also introduced the vehicle powered by a horsepower engine, the very vehicle that Charon had ridden in the capital.

“Even though they are long-time enemies, it is impossible for there to be no exchanges at all. The empire and the sultanate are mutually necessary.”

Samir nodded, looking out the window.

It’s already been four hours since we left Akbar.

Outside the window, vast sand dunes stretched out.

“I think we can easily lay a railroad track.”

Charon asked casually, looking at the road that was nestled in the desert.

Certainly, it was a very different image from the Sultanate of Pajar that he remembered.

Until then, the Pazar Sultanate was a place that lagged behind in terms of development.

Samir answered Caron’s question with a bitter smile.

“I guess we can do it if we want to. But if we consider the cost of maintaining and repairing the railroad, it’s not cost-effective.”

A land of barren desert.

It can’t be easy to manage a railway in a place like this.

“In addition, the bandits who have settled in various places are also a problem. We carry out periodic suppression, but we have not been able to completely eradicate them.”

“Yeah, I guess.”

Sometimes, a harsh environment can become a shield for someone.

The reason why the Orias Empire does not invade the Pazar Sultanate is precisely because of this desert.

A land with a constantly changing climate and home to various monsters, including sandworms.

In other words, it was not a suitable land for carrying out operations.

And it seems that the same is true for the Pazar Sultanate.

“It’s impossible to search the entire desert. That’s why bandits can survive.”

Since it is difficult to carry out large-scale military operations in this area, it seems that bandits are taking advantage of the weak points and running wild.

“If the starving people are turning into bandits, isn’t it the fault of those in power?”

Samir nodded with a self-deprecating smile.

Guillotine muttered softly at the sight.

– Excellent, Master. Wouldn’t it be right to eliminate this guy for the sake of the empire?

‘It’s definitely a threat.’

This young handsome man with black hair and black eyes.

Charon, like Guillotine, saw in Samir the qualities that would make a great king.

If you can spot great talent even after just meeting someone, how much more so can you tell about other people?

Perhaps there is a reason why the Second Prince and the Third Prince are hostile to Prince Samir.

‘This might be a more difficult mission than I thought.’

While Caron was lost in thought, Samir spoke quietly.

“Let’s camp here today.”

“The sun hasn’t set yet.”

“The nights in the desert are brutally cold. We’ll be fine because of this vehicle, but what about the others?”

As the Four Princes are moving around directly, the number of attendants is not small.

Starting with the guards protecting Samir, and various odd jobs.

There was even a group of saints there.

“Go and ask my servants to pitch a tent for you.”

“I brought my own tent. I swept the roof off before coming here.”

“……is it?”

“Thank you for your consideration.”

Squeak.

Finally the car stopped, and Samir nodded and stood up from his seat.

“If possible, settle down near my tent. Many still doubt you.”

“Yes, let’s do that.”

Caron got out of the vehicle and followed Samir.

Then, I suddenly felt the air getting chilly.

The heat that had seemed like it would cook my flesh just a moment ago was nowhere to be found.

Indeed, the desert was a desert.

“hmm.”

Samir’s attendants quickly began to pitch their tents, and Charon took up a suitable position around them. Then he pulled out a palm-sized orb from his subspace pocket.

Woohoo.

Let Charon breathe magic into the orb.

Chorrrrrr!

Soon a luxurious tent covered in the finest leather appeared in an instant.

“I told you money is the best?”

It was an artifact-like performance made for nobles who loved to travel in the Magic Tower.

As Charon looked at the tent with a satisfied expression on his face, someone approached Charon from behind.

A pure and clean atmosphere without a speck of dust.

There is only one being who possesses this kind of energy.

Caron turned around slightly as he was about to enter the tent. Then he looked at the woman who had come up to him without him noticing.

A woman wearing pure white clothes.

It was none other than the saint of the Holy Kingdom, Seria.

As soon as she met Caron’s gaze, she bowed her head politely.

“Nice to meet you. I am a servant of the bright light. My name is Seria.”

Her hair was a mystically vivid platinum color.

That bright platinum color is a sign of her noble status. Elijah, the saint of salvation whom she met during the battle with the slaughter fragment, also had platinum hair like her.

Behind her, two lightly armed knights stood silently.

Charon looked at the saint with a calm expression.

I expected there would be conflict, but I didn’t expect them to approach me this aggressively from day one.

“There is no way your Majesty would have any business with a mercenary like me.”

The saint smiled gently at those words.

“I heard that you are a skilled worker personally hired by Prince Samir. I am sure that I will be indebted to you in the future, so I came to greet you in advance.”

Her turquoise eyes sparkled.

“Would you like to come inside the tent and talk for a moment?”

Charon frowned slightly at the saint’s suggestion.

What on earth is their plan?

“Just a moment, just a moment.”

Once you get into it, there’s nothing wrong with it.

The Saintess is an unavoidable opponent while moving with Samir. It would be better to establish the relationship properly here.

Caron shrugged and nodded slowly.

“Or so you say.”

“thank you.”

The saint let out a soft breath. Then she spoke softly to the knights.

“You two, please wait here.”

“However, Saint. This person’s status is not even certain… … .”

“The splendid light says it is all right. Do you intend to go against the will of the light?”

The knights reluctantly nodded at the saint’s stubborn attitude.

The saint, who had separated the two like that, smiled gently and spoke to Charon.

“Please come in.”

“Yeah, well.”

Charon entered the tent with the saint.

As befitting an artifact made for the nobility, the scenery inside the tent was truly luxurious.

From the carpets that look obviously expensive to the wide beds and antique furniture.

“It’s worth the money.”

Of course, it was a tent that had been unilaterally stolen, but it certainly seemed to be worth the price.

“Would you like some tea? Or maybe a drink?”

“You are the first person to offer a drink to a saint. You are as interesting as I have heard.”

Caron studied her face with a faint smile. Then he twisted the corners of his lips and said.

“I never thought I could fool the eyes of the saint from the beginning. Alright, saint. What’s your business?”

Srrrrrr.

Charon pulled the guillotine from its scabbard.

Even as the life force began to emanate from Charon, the saint’s expression did not change.

She spoke to Caron in a calm voice.

“I need your help, Caron Reston.”

To those words, Caron answered in a low voice.

“If you’re messing around, I’ll kill you, saint or not. I hate you fanatics.”

“I have no choice.”

“Say it once. Let me hear it.”

However, at the saint’s words that followed a moment later, Charon couldn’t help but frown.

“… … This is fucking crazy, really. I thought Prince Samir only invited saints, but now I see that wasn’t the case?”

A variable has occurred.

That was also a huge, unexpected variable.

But the confusion only lasted for a moment.

“Welcome, sir. Why have you come now?”

This was an opportunity.

A chance to make a killing against the Holy Kingdom.

A wicked smile appeared on Caron’s lips.

Tonight is going to be a very long night.

Absolutely.

There’s a mad dog living in the duke’s house