The Mad Dog of the Dukes House - Chapter 73
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Episode 73 22. Who believes me?
One.
After hearing Caron’s words, Nur hurriedly left the guest room with a serious expression.
So, only Charon, Cobbler, and the three elves were left in the guest room.
“… … Your Highness, were you… … the Duke of Reston… that, that Caron Reston?”
Cobbler looked at Caron, stammering.
Caron nodded as if he was annoyed.
“I know?”
“Is there anyone among the people living in the empire who does not know your name?”
Leaving the cobbler behind, who was making a fuss, Charon looked at the elf with a puzzled look.
Is it because of my mood?
There was no trace of hostility in her eyes as she looked at him.
“Should I let you go?”
Charon gestured to the gag with his chin, and she nodded slowly.
But when Cobbler heard that, he waved his hand and tried to stop him.
“No, my lord! If you do that, you might end up committing suicide… … .”
Srrrrrr.
“Ugh, ugh, ugh!”
The guillotine was pulled out of its scabbard in an instant.
The moment he saw that eerie blue light, Cobbler panicked and ran to a corner of the guest room.
“I have to cut the gag lock. Are you okay? Just stay still and you’ll be fine.”
The elf nodded again, and Charon swung the guillotine gently.
Kagan-!
The magical energy flowing from the guillotine delicately tore the lock on the gag in half, and Charon slowly approached her and removed the gag.
Then, the bloody inside of the mouth was revealed.
It was also a part where we could see how much she resisted and attempted suicide.
Charon took a small bottle out of his bosom, uncorked it, and poured the liquid inside into her mouth.
The elf quietly slurped the liquid down his throat.
After a while, the wounds that filled the corners of her mouth began to heal little by little. And soon, a small voice leaked out of her mouth.
“thank you.”
“He was an elf who could speak human language.”
Charon nodded and immediately destroyed the remaining devices that were restraining her body.
My eyes kept wandering towards my emaciated limbs from not eating properly.
So Charon, who had freed the elf from his bonds, said as he sat down on the sofa.
“I’m glad you’re more docile than I thought. To be honest, I was worried that you’d bite your tongue the moment I took the gag off.”
“… … I felt traces of my kind in you. And… … my mother’s energy… … .”
“Mother’s breath? Ah, the dew of the World Tree.”
It seems to be referring to the dew from the World Tree that Revelio was force-fed in the palace four years ago.
And if there was any trace of the same race… … it seemed as if Poina had cast some kind of magic on it.
“That’s right. I have come here at the request of your people to rescue you from this place. My name is Caron Reston. What is your name?”
The elf answered Charon’s words cautiously.
“Neria.”
“Neria… … . Alright, Neria. I’m going to get you out of here. So you can rest assured now.”
Her recovery speed was quite fast, perhaps because she was fed expensive potions.
Caron looked at her and started asking her questions.
“How did you get caught?”
“I was ambushed while I was subduing the monsters that had appeared near the Southern Great Forest.”
“Outside the forest?”
“… … Yes. I was ordered to destroy the monsters’ habitat. The monsters kept coming into the forest.”
Elves are a race that rarely comes out of the great forest.
The fact that such people made such a choice means that the scale of the monster was quite large.
Caron continued asking questions.
“What about the elf that was captured with you?”
“Because I was the only one left behind… … Oh, and there were knights mixed in among the hunters.”
“Oh, that’s a good example.”
Knight-level troops were mobilized?
In a foreign country too?
The warring southern kingdoms would not have the resources to do so, and it was most likely the knights of Count Leandro.
“Do you remember their faces?”
“I don’t know your face, but I remember your magic.”
“That’s enough, I guess.”
Elves are born with an innate aptitude for magic. This is because they were born under the World Tree, a tree that possesses the purest magic power.
Although surprisingly untalented in swordsmanship, elves tend to achieve great success in archery, elementalism, and magic.
Naturally, the ability to discern magical power is also excellent.
Since she said she remembered the magic, it shouldn’t be too hard to find.
Caron nodded and wagged his finger at Cobbler, who was still huddled in the corner.
“Cobbler.”
Then the cobbler reluctantly approached.
“Did you call, Lord Caron?”
“Let’s do one thing together. Since we’ve come this far, if I cause an accident, you’re an accomplice, right?”
“No, how does that happen?”
“I can hide under the strong roof of my family, but you don’t have that. Rather than having your balls cut off by the Count, why don’t you just line up on my side?”
Then the cobbler spoke in a dying voice.
“… … So, if you don’t cause any trouble and just go… … .”
“You said you’d do anything if you gave me money. Hey, honestly, how long are you going to live like that here? This could be your last chance to change careers in your life.”
“Money is money, but first of all, I need that money to survive… … .”
“100,000 gold.”
“… … I will do my best. How can I help you?”
When presented with a huge sum of money that could change his life forever, Cobbler’s attitude changed immediately.
100 thousand gold.
It was an amount of money that a mere slave trader like Cobbler could not refuse.
Caron, who had received Cobbler’s full cooperation, spoke in a low voice.
“I will rebel here.”
“… … Could you say that again? I’ve been feeling a bit down lately, so I think I heard something strange.”
“Rebellion.”
“… … Do you happen to see a slave market and want to implement justice?”
“No? I just want to rebel?”
“So why the sudden rebellion… … .”
“Why?”
Charon snickered as he tapped his own neck with the back of the guillotine’s sword.
“It makes my stomach hurt to see those who sold slaves living well. My cousin said he would feel sick if he bought land, so should I just turn a blind eye to this?”
This city will be turned upside down.
This is not a just act like implementing justice.
It’s purely a personal revenge.
It all starts with that dark, sticky feeling that was engraved deep in my mind from my previous life as a slave.
‘These kids shouldn’t die nicely.’
The first action of the mad dog that emerged from Cheonghae Castle in four years was rebellion.
2.
After some time had passed, a middle-aged man appeared in the reception room.
“I’m sorry for keeping you waiting so long.”
A middle-aged man enters the reception room wearing a neat suit.
He was wearing a tight-fitting suit, which clearly showed off his toned, slender muscles.
As expected of a count who rules over a border city, the first impression of Count Leandro was that of a heavenly, boneless man.
A huge height of nearly 190 cm and a sturdy physique to back it up.
He was a person who felt intimidating just by meeting him.
Charon stood up and extended his hand to him.
“This is Caron Reston, Count Leandro.”
“I didn’t know that you, my lord, would come to visit me. If you had come to Leven, why didn’t you stop by the lord’s castle? I would have been happy to welcome you.”
Count Leandro smiled leisurely and took the hand offered by Caron.
And then he glanced at the elf standing quietly behind Charon.
“How does it feel to be the star of today, Caron?”
“Not bad.”
“Haha! I didn’t know that Cheonghae Castle’s mad dog had such a hobby. If I had known sooner, I would have prepared a different gift for you.”
Count Leandro, laughing heartily, sat down on the sofa.
“Hmm, the elf seems to be more docile than I expected. I wish I had done this earlier. Do you have any secrets? I would like to ask for your help the next time I capture an elf.”
“Is that so? She was quiet from the beginning.”
“It seems like the elves’ faces are really bright too. Hehe.”
An attitude of not hiding the fact that he is the owner of this slave auction house.
At this point, you might think that you have nothing to hide from each other.
Count Leandro leisurely poured a drink into a glass and offered it to Caron as well.
“Would you like a drink?”
“I drank a lot before His Majesty the King arrived. Oh, everything I ate today was free, right? I spent 500,000 gold today, so I have no money left in my pocket.”
At Caron’s words, Count Leandro laughed out loud again. Then he gulped down his drink and slowly nodded.
“That’s about all we’ll be sharing secrets with you from now on. If you want, eat more and go. I asked Nur, and it seems like he’s planning to pay later.”
“I can’t give it to you right now. You probably know why, right?”
“I’ve heard rumors that Karon’s swordsmanship is excellent, but I didn’t know that he had already been creating slush funds.”
At first glance, it sounds like a sarcastic tone.
Count Leandro wiped the alcohol from the corner of his mouth with his hand and then laughed heartily as he spoke.
“No matter what, shouldn’t we receive collateral?”
At those words, Caron crossed his legs slightly and answered with a smile.
“Do we really need collateral? This situation itself is already collateral.”
“Explain. Why this situation is collateral.”
“The youngest grandson of the Halo Grand Duke coveted an elven slave in the slave market… … You’ve taken advantage of a very attractive weakness, but you’re asking for more collateral, so I guess you’re a little upset. I have some value to my name, don’t you think?”
“Hahahahahaha! This guy is completely out of his mind. Are you willing to put your family’s honor on the line?”
“It’s not just a family line, it’s the honor of the Duke of Reston.”
“It’s not just a collateral worth 500,000 gold! This is something special!”
Leandro looked at Caron with a smile.
‘He was a rotten guy to the core.’
A young genius who disappeared for four years.
The actions of this young man four years ago were shocking enough to raise expectations that he would lead the empire.
A realm that is not easily grasped even by a 6-star knight like me.
Considering that he is now seventeen years old, this must have been an incredible accomplishment.
‘Is it more than 6 stars?’
Six stars at seventeen.
A talent that can be said to be unprecedented.
But contrary to his overflowing talent, he seemed to possess a fatal weakness.
‘It doesn’t make sense for someone of that age to have 500,000 gold coins as slush funds.’
This guy’s father is Pale Reston, the man who currently oversees the Duke’s business affairs.
It seemed clear that he had embezzled his father’s money and used it as a slush fund.
He carries the family’s expectations, but in reality, he is a tumor that is eating away at the family.
‘The Duke of Salmon will be very pleased to hear this news.’
When I think about that, a smile naturally comes to my lips.
Caron Reston, known as the future of the Duke of Reston, turns out to be obsessed with collecting slaves?
The moment that rumor spread, it was clear that the Duke of Reston’s momentum would be greatly diminished.
But Leandro tried hard to suppress his laughter and spoke to Caron.
“King Charon, aren’t you afraid of your family? You seem like a fearless person. What would you do if I told Grand Duke Halo right away?”
Then Caron also laughed along with Leandro.
“Shall we each keep a secret from each other?”
“secret?”
“In exchange for keeping it a secret that I buy slaves here, I’ll also keep it a secret that Count Leandro runs a slave market. I’ll get the elves, and Count Leandro will get the money. I think this is a win-win relationship.”
Caron slowly approached Leandro. Then he poured a drink into the empty glass, looked at Leandro, and gently lifted the glass.
“People see this and say it’s a good deal. So… … you can do it on a deferred basis, right?”
Leandro pretended to think about it for a moment after hearing those words. But that was only for a moment, as he picked up his glass and clinked it with Caron’s.
Aaaah.
“Since this is our first deal, I’ll gladly make a concession. But only this once. Do you understand?”
“I am grateful for your generosity, Your Majesty.”
“Since you said you would go to Thebes, I will give you my men. No one will be able to attack you.”
“These aren’t guards, they’re like money collectors.”
“As you know, the area around Leven is so dangerous. Surely you wouldn’t refuse this as well?”
“No way.”
Caron smiled and sipped his drink.
The illusion that you have the other person’s leash in your hands always leads to a letdown.
‘You stupid kid.’
The cracks in this fortress-like city will begin with that very carelessness.
There’s a mad dog living in the duke’s house