The Mad Dog of the Dukes House - Chapter 160



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Episode 160 50. Hogu is here? (3)

5.

After everything was over, Prince Samir’s tent.

Here, Prince Charon, Prince Samir, and Saint Ceria were gathered and talking.

Samir took a deep breath as he watched Charon eating the jerky right in front of him.

Because the report the captain of the escort gave him was so shocking.

‘Five out of fifty bandits were captured. The rest were all killed. And only three of the mysterious knights survived… … . A shocking record. Karon Reston, is this guy really seventeen?’

It’s a monster.

It is an uncontrollable monster with no mercy in its hands.

I’ve heard rumors about it. If the Empress of the South Sea acknowledged it, then she must have incredible skills.

But hearing it through rumors and seeing it with your own eyes were two completely different stories.

The fact that the person who committed this absurd act was someone his age also came as a great shock to Samir.

“… … So what the Holy Kingdom’s heretic inquisitors wanted was the saint’s head, is that what you’re saying?”

“To be exact, the plan was to martyr the saint here and then start a war. Those fanatic bastards are just like that. Anyway, these bastards of the Holy Kingdom must be destroyed, right? Isn’t that right, Saint?”

Seria lowered her head in response to the fierce criticism.

“The people are not guilty… … . It’s just, it’s just some priests… … .”

“Some of those priests are now in control. Then whose fault is it? Isn’t it the fault of the Pope who failed to clean up the filth in time?”

“Your Holiness the Pope is a good man.”

“I guess so.”

Charon chewed and swallowed the jerky, then looked at Prince Samir with a pouty look.

“Your Majesty, you should have carefully checked the contract before signing it. I told you this is a completely malicious deal.”

Then Samir looked at Seria and said.

“… … It is too rude to call the saint a malicious object… … .”

“If you bring assassins with you when you join, then you’re malicious. If that’s not malicious, then what is?”

“That’s true, but still, since you are a saint, the item is a bit… … .”

“Then let’s call it bad inventory.”

Charon gulped down the drink in front of him.

Was it because it was alcohol served by a prince? The alcohol was quite luxurious.

Should I say that this is a fundamentally different drink from the fermented liquor I drank at the inn?

“Ugh.”

Caron, feeling a little better thanks to the alcohol, spoke to Seria.

“Let’s sort out the situation, Saint Seria.”

During the interrogation of Rahast, I obtained a lot of very useful information.

The Holy Kingdom is a place that is difficult to access even with the espionage skills of the Duke of Reston.

Of course, there was a lack of information, but I was able to quench that thirst to some extent through this opportunity.

“The Pope has already become a figurehead, and most of the real power has been taken by the clergy of the ‘Truth Research Society’, including Saint Elijah. Is that right?”

It is a blunt expression.

But Seria couldn’t even refute those words.

Because what Charon said was correct.

“yes.”

“Then, your majesty, you just ran away?”

“The brilliant light gave me a mission… … .”

“I’m an atheist. If there really was a God, would he let his servants do such things?”

“… … Light is always with me. This power given to me is also proof that He exists.”

“Oh, really? Then there could be a God. Judging from how you were treating Lahast so diligently earlier, it certainly seems that way. I told you, the Saintess has talent. Thanks to that, I feel a little better. That friend of yours repented really well, didn’t he?”

At those words, Seria remembered what had happened in the tent earlier.

Stabbing and cutting all over my body with a knife.

Horrific scenes that I could not express in words flashed before my eyes.

It was torture so severe that if she hadn’t been there, I would have lost my life long ago.

“If you felt threatened and fled from the Holy Kingdom, you must be a bit ignorant… … . Normally, this is what people call exile. Isn’t that right, Prince Samir?”

“That’s a rare chance to get the point.”

“yes?”

“Oh, I forgot to mention it. Hehe.”

Caron smirked at Samir. He seemed to sense that the saint was intimidated, and seemed to be joking in his own way.

‘You have good insight.’

The more I looked at him, the more I liked the prince.

“Anyway, Saint Seria has now fled to an enemy country. Do you admit it?”

“I will admit it.”

At those words, Samir looked at the saint with a troubled expression.

“Saint Seria. I cannot accept your exile. It may be different when my brother wakes up, but for now, it is extremely difficult. But don’t worry. When my brother wakes up, I will speak to him… … .”

“Prince Samir, we are currently negotiating a compensation, why are you suddenly interfering?”

Caron muttered in disbelief.

He rushes in as soon as he gets a little bit of an opening.

In that short time, I was able to judge the worth of this saint.

‘Where did you get your brain?’

Caron cut Samir off firmly, then looked at Seria with shining eyes.

“We will protect you. To be exact, the Duke of Reston will have your back.”

Seria is loved by the people of the Holy Kingdom.

This means that it has great influence throughout the Holy Kingdom.

That may be the very reason why Saint Elijah wants to remove her from here.

If the Saint had not joined their plans, it would have been impossible for them to lead the Holy Kingdom as they wished.

That is, Seria.

‘It’s a perfect joker card.’

An important card that could one day deal a major blow to that unlucky saint.

It also possessed tremendous healing abilities, so it was a being that Charon could not help but welcome.

‘It’s just that the timing is too coincidental.’

That I encountered a saint in this place at this time.

The circumstances fit together too perfectly to be dismissed as mere coincidence.

‘Is this what the saint was after?’

I think I once heard that Seria had the power of foresight.

Perhaps this situation is what the saint wanted.

But Caron decided not to care about that part.

Whether the Saint wanted it or not, one thing was certain.

“Shall we start the settlement, sir?”

This meeting will bring great benefit to Charon and himself.

Caron had no doubt about that fact.

6.

The next morning.

This is the office of the third prince, Pale, located in Cheonghae Castle.

At this hour, when most people were asleep, two men were talking in the office.

“What does Lord Jeras think about this matter?”

“It’s a bit complicated. But… … if you look at it in the long run, it’s true that it’s going to be of great benefit to us.”

The reason they gathered at this early hour was because of Charon.

To be exact, it was the information that Caron had transmitted through the communication port, because that information was of such great importance.

『Currently, in order to complete the elf regent’s request, we are contacting the four princes of the Pazar Sultanate. We are planning to enter the palace.』

A crazy idea to enter the enemy’s palace.

This alone was shocking news, but the biggest problem was what happened next.

『Saint Seria of the Holy Kingdom has also joined the party. The heretic inquisitors of the Holy Kingdom have come to attack Saint Seria in order to assassinate her. It has been determined that there is severe internal division in the Holy Kingdom. Therefore, Cheonghae Castle must protect the saint… … .』

Pale sighed as he read the document he had written down based on Caron’s words again.

“How long has it been since you left the capital and you’ve already gotten involved in something like this?”

“It’s as expected of a master. There’s nothing particularly strange about it.”

Jeras took a sip of tea, smiling bitterly.

Caron is a car that causes major accidents wherever he goes. It got to the point where he was developing tolerance.

“The news that the Pope has been reduced to a puppet is somewhat surprising. It certainly seems that the Holy Kingdom’s information network is lacking.”

“It can’t be helped, since this is the Holy Kingdom.”

The Holy Kingdom is a deformed group from the very beginning.

A place ruled by the Pope, not by the King.

In fact, the term ‘Holy Kingdom’ is actually a misnomer.

The people of the Holy Kingdom call their country the Holy Nation.

“You want to start a war by making a saint a martyr? Who would have thought that these crazy guys would hold the real power in the Holy Kingdom?”

Pale frowned deeply.

The international situation is already on the verge of explosion.

The war between the Southern Kingdoms is burdensome enough, but what if the Holy Kingdom is involved as well?

It was not impossible that the entire continent would be embroiled in war.

Moreover, followers of the evil emperor have appeared in the capital of the empire.

There has never been a mess like this.

The real problem is,

‘Charon stands at the center of it all.’

The fact that most of the problems are centered around his son, Caron.

At this point, which side has the real problem?

Pale sighed deeply.

I knew full well that it wasn’t my son’s fault. I was just worried about him as he navigated these storms.

“According to Charon’s report, it would be best for us to embrace the saint. What do you think?”

“I agree with you. Saint Seria is a person who enjoys the absolute support of the people of the Holy Kingdom. If we protect her, the Holy Kingdom will not be able to make any hasty moves.”

“At the same time, we could probably extract a lot from the Holy Kingdom. The Saintess must know a lot of secrets.”

“That’s Caron’s way of thinking.”

“I thought long and hard about what my son was thinking.”

Charon is not easily moved by favor alone.

He is a quick-thinking kid. He must have carefully considered which choice would be beneficial to him.

This was especially true in politically sensitive matters such as this one.

Pale recalled the incident where the saint of the Holy Kingdom tried to forcibly take Charon away.

‘These fucking bastards.’

What would Charon do in this situation?

Pale was able to find the answer without difficulty.

“As soon as the sun rises, I have to tell my informants to spread the word. And… … I have to contact the press, the press in the capital.”

At those words, Jeras put down his teacup and nodded.

“Do you have any plans?”

“If it was Charon, he would have wanted to give them shit in some way. What do you think those who want war hate the most?”

Jeras hesitated for a moment to answer Pale’s question. After a moment, he answered in a low voice.

“It will be peaceful.”

“Let’s start from that point. The headline for tomorrow’s morning paper should be… ‘God’s love has no borders.’ That should be fine. Saint Seria is performing miracles of healing in the Sultanate of Pajar. Let’s focus on that part.”

There are also many believers in the God of Light in the Empire.

thus.

“It is not so strange to see a saint who has successfully completed her mission in the Sultanate of Pajar visit the empire.”

The visitation of the saint is not unusual.

“I plan to make Saint Seria a symbol of peace.”

“Create a peaceful mood?”

“That’s right.”

This is exactly what Charon wants.

Doing the things that the enemy hates the most, and using that as a basis to take everything away from them one by one.

If the saint arrives in the empire as a symbol of peace, there is nothing the Holy Kingdom can do.

“If we do it right, we might be able to grab the leashes of the fanatics.”

If things go well, it may even give them the justification to intervene directly in the Holy Kingdom.

Charon, that smart guy must have thought that through beforehand.

But then, Jeras pointed out the most important part.

“Isn’t that only assuming that Saint Seria can safely enter the empire? In order for this plan to work, we need to safely receive the Saintess from Lord Caron.”

Even as a holy kingdom, you won’t be able to completely ignore this picture.

He will try to snatch the saint away from Charon’s hands by any means necessary.

But Pale answered with a bitter smile.

“Sir Jeras. Charon, that boy has never let go of what he holds in his hands since he was a child. Don’t you know that?”

“You took what was yours, but you never gave it back to me.”

“Caron will definitely protect you. As a father, I can’t just sit by and watch my child suffer in a faraway land. Caron will have his own thoughts.”

A face that smiles happily as she thinks of her son.

Jeras couldn’t bring himself to tell that face the story that Caron had told him separately through the communication port.

『Ah, that’s right. Sir Jeras. I think I can treat the Crown Prince. But that would involve shoving a guillotine into his body. In case something goes wrong, deploy some Knights of the Sea to the border. We’ll have to jump in if necessary, hehe.』

… … Maybe Pale was overestimating his son.

‘There may have never been a thought from the beginning… … .’

Jeras shook his head and sighed as he looked out the window.

Perhaps the fate of the entire continent rests in the hands of a mad dog, I thought.

***

And four days after that.

An urgent report arrived at Cheonghae Castle.

There was news that Charon, the youngest son of the Reston Dukes and the youngest grandson of the Grand Duke of Halo, had been captured in the capital of the Pazar Sultanate.

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