The Mad Dog of the Dukes House - Chapter 88



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Episode 88 27. The train goes on

One.

Even though the lord was accused of being a traitor and summarily executed, the mood in the city was not bad.

No, to be exact, it was good.

“They emptied our pockets without leaving a trace… … They were plotting treason.”

“I told you. Even if you have a son, what’s the use?”

“… … I knew that the lord condoned the slave trade, but I didn’t know that he would catch slaves himself and sell them.”

“There was a reason why the city’s citizens were not allowed to go outside?”

Just walking down the street for a little while, you can hear people cursing at Yeongju.

Even though the lord had died, not a single person expressed regret.

And the same goes for soldiers.

I thought it would be a headache to train them, but the soldiers followed the instructions very obediently.

In fact, the soldiers were more cooperative than the civilians.

Perhaps it was because he did not want to be involved even in the slightest with treason.

The long night passed with everyone’s full cooperation.

And the next morning.

The lordship of Count Leandro.

In this place where the master had been lost, Revelio sat in the lord’s seat and sighed deeply.

In front of him, Caron was chewing on beef jerky while smiling as if he found it amusing.

“The city is a total mess. There’s nothing untouched except the military. That bastard, Margrave Leandro, must have a brain made of muscle, right?”

Caron chewed the jerky deliciously while Rebellio grumbled.

“Oh, should I have split my brain to check it out? If you want, you can go and check it out right now.”

“I’m scared because you seem like you’re really going to do it. Okay.”

“Hey, that’s not something our prince should be saying as soon as the sun rises, as he escorted the family of Count Leandro to the capital.”

“… … I did it according to the rules, according to the rules.”

“Cold-blooded. Haven’t you seen the expression on the face of Count Leandro’s son? He was just crying and snotting.”

Leandro’s family was immediately taken to the capital to be tried for their part in the treason.

Of course, they are not all sentenced to death.

A final verdict will be reached only after a thorough investigation is conducted to determine whether the conspiracy was known about in advance or whether there was any participation.

Rebellio took a sip of the water on the desk and spoke annoyedly.

“What do I care if that piece of trash cries tears or spits blood? He should be sentenced to life imprisonment in the capital.”

“Wow, that’s hot.”

“The guy called father would send his knights to capture innocent people, and the bastard called son would lay hands on the slaves his father had captured… … According to testimonies from some slave traders, most of the good-looking slaves ended up in that bastard’s hands.”

It was a family that truly fit the saying, “Like father, like son.”

And it’s not just my son.

Count Leandro’s wife, this matter was not normal either.

“Capturing young slaves… … . What? Enjoying the screams while torturing them? It’s disgusting that these scumbags exist in the empire. I will make sure they are executed or brutally tortured.”

“You said it was a life sentence earlier.”

“I’ll sentence you to life imprisonment and then kill you! Anyway, what about these noble bastards? They get corrupted and rotten whenever they get the chance… … .”

“The royal family is the pinnacle of nobility. The waters above must be clean for the waters below to be… … .”

“… … Please shut up.”

While the two were having a light conversation like that.

Knock knock.

Someone knocked on the office door.

“Your Majesty! Lady Caron! This is Cobbler.”

“come in.”

After a while, the door opened and an ugly man in a suit came in.

It was Cobbler who could be said to be the greatest contributor to this ‘liberation operation’.

Caron looked at Cobbler’s face and sighed deeply.

“… … If it weren’t for the petition, I would have just thrown you in with the other slave traders.”

“Heeeeek!”

“Did you threaten other people into submitting your petition?”

“I, I’m not that evil… … right?”

“Look at me. I can’t believe the map.”

One thing that was unexpected was the number of petitions for Cobbler that poured in.

In particular, all the prisoners in Cobbler’s camp wrote a petition for Cobbler.

It was not unexpected, but some citizens were even willing to sign petitions for the cobbler.

-Cobbler is my dear friend. When I was anxious because I didn’t have enough money to pay for my parents’ funeral, he willingly lent me the money without asking for anything in return.

– He is a person who has been donating to orphanages continuously. I just found out that he is a slave trader… … . Still, I hope you will consider his good deeds and show him mercy… … .

“I’m annoyed,” said Caron, recalling the contents of the petition.

“Just do the washing machine properly. What’s the big deal? You’re a slave trader.”

“… … I will not deny it, Young Master. If you hold me guilty, I will gladly pay the price.”

Cobbler spoke to Caron with an uncharacteristically serious expression.

A bitter smile played on his lips.

Caron sighed deeply upon seeing that sight.

Paaaaak-

“Kekekekeke.”

He hit the cobbler on the back of the head with his hand.

Then Cobbler screamed and fell to the floor.

“Where are you selling your emotions so shamelessly?”

“Hey, I got caught… … .”

“There is only one reason I didn’t put you in prison. It’s because everyone in your camp didn’t want you to be punished. If even one person had asked me to punish you… … . I would have punished you, regardless of whether you were a contributor to this or not. Do you understand?”

No matter how much you turn on the washing machine, in the end, it is essentially a slave trade.

Its essence does not change.

But Caron decided to give this guy a chance.

“Cobbler. Listen carefully, there’s something you have to do.”

“Yes, yes, my lord. I will do my best to follow your orders.”

“It’s time to put your specialty to good use. There are people who have been freed from slavery this time, right? Do your best to help them adapt to the Empire. Either give them job training or let them use their specialty. Do you understand what I mean?”

To that, the cobbler replied with a deep bow.

“We will do our best! Isn’t that what our Cobbler Human Resources Agency specializes in?”

Rebellio, who had been quietly watching their conversation, sighed and said.

“Cobbler. I’ll submit a letter to the Imperial Immigration Office so they can help. The Empire can’t keep quiet about the Southern Kingdom refugee problem forever… … .”

“It’s been several years since the war started, and now? This is the height of incompetence.”

“… … The higher-ups are originally slow-witted. They should have only made their move after this incident became public knowledge, right? Cobbler. But promise me one thing.”

Cobbler answered Rebelio’s words by kneeling down and bowing down.

“Just give me the order, Your Highness!”

“Do your best to erase the label of being a slave trader. Expand that human resources office. If necessary, you can get help from the Duke of Reston here.”

“… … Um, what you’re saying is to continue running the human resources office… … .”

“I’m telling you not to do business in the shade, but to come out into the sun and do business. Oh, of course… … If even one victim of yours shows up later, you’ll be sent to the capital’s underground prison that very day. Do you know what I mean?”

“I will keep this in mind for the rest of my life.”

“Okay, Caron. Do you have anything else to say to Cobbler?”

Then Charon shook his head.

“no?”

“Okay, then, Cobbler. Go out.”

Revelio, who solved the problem quickly.

Cobbler rose from his seat and bowed to Caron and Revelio once more.

“Thank you so much for giving a chance to a guy like me! I will do my best so that you two will not be disappointed!”

Towards that cobbler, Caron said with a sly smile.

“Is this enough compensation for holding my line?”

Then the cobbler answered with a bright expression.

“Yes! Then I’ll be going now!”

So, things were roughly sorted out like that.

Of course, this is something that Caron will have to solve.

Caron smiled brightly as he stood up from his seat.

“Okay, I’ll be going now.”

“… … You’re suddenly using formal language? Where are you going?”

“I have a mission that I was originally assigned to do… … I should start preparing to leave. Oh, and if you contact my father, please tell him that I have already left.”

“… … Are you running away?”

“Oh, my. I’m definitely not going because I’m afraid of Father’s nagging, Your Highness!”

“Get out of here right now… … .”

Kwaaaaang-!

Caron closed the door loudly and walked forward with a smile.

As expected, I hated annoying things.

2.

Caron came out of the castle and walked down the street.

Although it was a mess due to the aftermath of the rebellion, it was clearly different from the impression I had of Leven when I first encountered him.

People were moving around busily, and the whole city was bustling with activity.

Can something change like this overnight?

“This is why leaders are important.”

Charon secretly placed his hand on the guillotine’s handle. Then, the guillotine’s voice rang in his head.

-You look happy, Master. Look. I told you, Master just wanted to kill them.

“Is that wrong? Anyone who was a slave in their past life would agree. You, who say that, are the one who is eating up the knights’ magic power.”

-… … That master is like a demon.

“Yeah, you, Demon Sword.”

Still, there was a pretty big harvest from this battle.

Absorbed some of the magical power that the knights had unleashed.

Of course, most of the magic power was consumed during the battle, but some magic power remained.

“… …Is the absorption rate good enough to do the job?”

Since it wasn’t the magic power of Cheongmyeong, the magic core wasn’t filled much.

According to the sea ceremonies, the sixth sea was filled to the eighth degree.

It would be possible to open the seventh sea right away at this stage, but Charon decided not to feel impatient for the time being.

There is a time for everything.

After the sixth sea is completely filled, the seventh sea will be opened immediately.

“I have to be careful.”

-What?

“Your ability.”

In theory, it was possible to become stronger by forcibly absorbing the knights’ magical power using the guillotine.

The temptation to get strong easily and quickly.

Although it has been playfully called the Demon Sword up until now, its abilities truly resemble the Demon Sword.

But Charon learned one lesson from his past life.

Power that is easily acquired only sets its own limits.

“How did the lord resist this impulse?”

Indeed, it seems that this is the self-control befitting the founder of a great family.

But Guillotine answered Charon’s question as if it were a given.

-Rael didn’t hold back? He absorbed everything he wanted?

“… … Was it just a butcher? This is completely crazy… … .”

-I didn’t cut down humans. Instead, I absorbed them by cutting down demons. Even though I look like this, this is a sword that can purify and pass on even dark magic. This body is the divine water of the North Sea!

“Pay attention to the word order of your words, you damn devil.”

That was good information.

It would have been okay if they had told me how to use it a little earlier, but since the opponent was a guillotine, I could understand.

In any case, it was certain that this would be a useful feature in the distant future.

-Hey, here comes your new friend.

While Charon was thinking about this and that, Guillotine spoke.

At those words, Caron slightly raised his head and looked ahead.

Thump, thump, thump.

From a distance, a giant was running towards me, stomping his feet.

His steps were so powerful that the road caved in with each step he took.

“Caron Reston!”

The giant, Utula, stopped in front of Charon, greeting him loudly.

Then he lowered a little girl he was carrying on his back to the ground.

“This little girl has come to you! She says she has a gift for you!”

Charon slowly lowered his gaze and looked at the little girl.

Maybe eight years old.

The girl was very skinny, as if she hadn’t eaten properly for a while. Through this, it was possible to tell that Leah was one of the slaves who had been rescued this time.

“hi.”

Charon bent his knees for a moment to get down to the girl’s eye level.

Then the girl bowed in greeting.

“Hello, Caron Reston. My name is Leah.”

“Nice to meet you, Leah.”

“I heard that you saved us… … I wanted to give you a gift.”

The girl took a small garland out of her bosom.

And he spoke carefully to Charon.

“There were flowers in front of the inn I was staying at, so I secretly picked some and made it.”

“You’re good with your hands. You’re pretty.”

Leah smiled brightly at Charon’s compliment.

“Can I put it on for you?”

“… … A crown?”

Caron hesitated for a moment, but soon nodded with a smile.

“I should accept the gift. Thank you.”

In response to Charon’s answer, Rhea carefully placed a small wreath on Charon’s head.

And that was when it happened.

“Caron Reston!”

“thank you!”

“Thank you so much, Caron!”

I could hear people’s voices around me.

Only then did Caron raise his head and look around.

Before he knew it, a large crowd of people had gathered around him.

They were all cheering enthusiastically towards Charon.

“ah.”

Have you ever received such cheers in your entire past life?

It was a scene I never expected.

Because it was something I did out of purely personal feelings.

Charon looked at their faces silently. Then he smiled faintly.

“… … It’s okay.”

felt good.

Charon gently stroked Rhea’s head as she placed the crown on him.

“I received a nice gift, so I’ll come back later to give you a gift too. Leah. I remembered your name.”

At those words, Leah spoke again in a lively voice.

“Thank you for saving me! I will never forget this favor!”

“Okay. Grow up pretty.”

Even though it was an emotional affair, there were so many happy people.

Isn’t this a sufficient conclusion?

The journey in Leven ended amidst the cheers of so many people.

“Well then, let’s meet again.”

Now it was time to head south again.

Caron waved lightly at the people and slowly stepped forward.

Very slowly, so that I could hear the people’s cheers for a long time.

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