The Status Window Disappeared - Chapter 141



It’s hard to leave home (3)

The prince, who was walking around Ye-ryun’s living quarters more comfortably than his own bedroom, asked various questions about Chris.

As if she had thought of something beforehand, she blurted out his true identity without hesitation.

“This mercenary looks pretty good. I don’t think you’re from the capital city. Where did you get it?”

“This is a warrior who came from the western land. My shaman was lucky to find it and get help.”

When E-ryun said that, the wizard next to him lowered his head as if he was in awe.

It seems that in the Eastern Empire, sorcerers were called that way.

The stage name, which had been keeping a close eye on Chris, then left the gate after exchanging a few unnecessary words.

Chris, full of spirits at his atrocities, openly asked Ye-ryun, who seemed a little tired.

“I think he sent an assassin last night, but why is he coming here so confidently?”

From Chris’ point of view, the status of the royal family of the Qin Empire was by no means low.

You can tell by looking at the clothes Ye-ryun wears and the food she eats, as well as the attitude the people showed above in the basement.

It’s not that the emperor’s children are few, and it would cost a lot to treat all of the 40+ people like this.

However, it seems that they are too cold rice among the royal family.

This was not to the extent that he could understand that he had simply bought the empress’ hatred.

Facing Chris’ question, Ye-ryun quietly moved to her seat while ordering refreshments from the maid.

She must have decided that it would be difficult to postpone an answer any longer.

The two of them faced each other over a cup of tea in the drawing room shaped like a pavilion and looked at each other.

Of the two, Ye-ryun was the first to speak.

“Chris’ guess is correct. My brother must have sent the assassin last night. Or is it another member of the royal family of that faction… … .”

“What on earth do you believe in doing that?”

When Chris, who was slowly running out of patience, urged his opponent, she sighed deeply and began a proper explanation.

“In fact, the imperial family of the Qin Empire has a very special ability. The previous emperor used it to unite the divided Eastern continent into one.”

“A special ability?”

Chris reacted in a slightly sullen voice to the unexpected news.

He was a man with a special ability.

Ye-ryun nodded slightly and continued the story.

“That’s right. His Majesty the Emperor had the supernatural power of clairvoyance. He could look out a thousand miles from his seat, or he could even see through events in the near future.”

“her… … .”

Chris, who was somewhat underestimating the imperial family of the Qin Empire, clicked his tongue slightly.

The clairvoyance described by Ye-ryun was a level of supernatural ability that exceeded his expectations.

She smiled faintly at the audience’s response.

“This clairvoyant ability is passed down to the direct descendants of the owner, and this is why the imperial family of the Qin Empire is uniquely numerous. Even though it’s a level of ability that doesn’t even reach the tip of the toes of the emperor, if 40 heads gather, we can catch up to even half of that.”

“Are your abilities getting weaker each time you inherit them?”

“Imperial scholars know that.”

It was only after hearing her explanation that Chris understood the emperor’s eccentricity in rearing his young like a hamster.

He wasn’t some kind of prostitute who gave birth to children in his 40s.

Listening to what Ye-ryun said, it seems that if people with similar abilities gather together, their abilities can be strengthened.

Thanks to that, I could understand the mighty power of the Qin Empire.

“Then why did Ye-ryun… … .”

“My mother, the empress, gave birth to over ten members of the royal family, and all of my brothers and sisters were born with a considerable level of clairvoyance. But for some reason, I couldn’t develop my clairvoyance at all, so His Majesty the Emperor turned his back on my mother.”

‘Ah, I thought I was being bullied because I was the son of a concubine, but I wasn’t?’

I thought I was treated coldly because I was simply the child of a concubine, but there was a story that was even worse than that.

The empress, who had lost the emperor’s favor, must have taken her anger out on her mischievous daughter.

Chris, who was dumbfounded by the character of the author, asked cautiously.

“Then do all other members of the imperial family have clairvoyance?”

“There is a difference in strength and weakness, but everyone except me has inherited clairvoyance. In other words, it means that I am not qualified as a member of the imperial family.”

Ye-ryun, who showed a self-deprecating expression, finished the explanation by picking up a teacup.

Chris’ expression became even more serious when he belatedly figured out his opponent’s ability.

If her rivals, the imperial family, possess the ability to foresee the future, aren’t they virtually invincible?

Noticing Chris’ concern, she takes a sip and shakes her head.

“You don’t have to worry so much. I don’t know if it’s the emperor’s majesty, because the current royal family find it difficult to look 100 li away, let alone the future.”

“Well, otherwise this division wouldn’t have existed.”

Compared to his ancestors, he has declined so much that he is trying to kill Ye-ryun for just that reason. Did they consider her a disgrace to the royal family?

The more I got to know them, the more I hated them.

Of course, that doesn’t mean Ye-ryun looks pretty.

He felt some pity, but the person who summoned him to this place couldn’t look nice.

While Ye-ryun, who was well aware of this, was avoiding her eyes with a puzzled expression, her maid-in-waiting approached with hurried steps.

Seeing a person who doesn’t normally run well do this, it was clear that there was something going on.

“Lady Ye-ryun, Prince Ming has invited you and her escort to his residence. He said he wanted to see the skills of a Western samurai and said he would give them a sparring… … .”

“Can not be done! Send someone to reject it right away, no, I guess I’ll have to go myself.”

Ye-ryun, who noticed the ulterior motive of the stage name at once, shouted, dyeing her face in contemplation.

Chris came to a similar conclusion, but his common sense refused to understand.

He tries to clear things up by forcefully turning his head, which has completely stopped.

“ruler… wait for a sec. You’re going to give me sparring in this situation? Even the bullies in the neighborhood won’t do it this way!”

An overly candid impression came out of Chris’ mouth, but neither Ye-ryun nor the head maid could blame him.

The brutality of the stage name was so shocking.

‘I’m trying to assassinate you, so your escort is getting in the way. I will use sparring as an excuse to start a fight without love on our side and kill them.’

This invitation roughly meant that.

When things went like this, Chris, who had been killing his temper, was also angry.

You’re neglecting Ye-ryun. I can understand that it’s the situation in this town, but you’re even hurting yourself from afar.

Well, from the point of view of the prince, who is treated as a living god, what would be insignificant?

Chris, who got sick with the opponent’s arrogance, said to Ye-ryun who was about to set off to stop him.

“Please accept the invitation.”

“It’s not possible. Among the Ming brother’s aides, there are many warriors of the Qin Empire. Dealing with them is dangerous, even for Chris.”

“I’m sure I’m going to die. Accept it because it’s okay. I don’t think I’ll let you avoid it anyway.”

When Chris came out like this, Ye-ryun gave up further persuasion and kept her mouth shut.

In fact, she couldn’t come up with a way to escape the demonic spell of her stage name.

Chris, who headed straight to the palace of Ye-myeong, clicked his tongue when he saw the vast imperial palace of the Qin Empire.

Even if you pass the fence and the fence, the wide and big road continues.

People in various clothes bow their heads whenever they see Ye-ryun and the others, and even if the number is approximate, they are spirited.

I don’t know, but it’s a building of a scale that is not envious of a city.

After passing several unknown buildings, I finally saw a place called Yemyeong Palace.

At the gate decorated with gold and silver, there were guards who looked like stone statues with their eyes wide open, but they did not bow their heads even after watching the rehearsal.

Ignoring their stares, I entered the door and came to a yard where hundreds of people could sit side by side.

Inside Yemyeong’s palace, there was a restaurant, a study, accommodations for diners to stay, as well as a music hall.

I haven’t seen it yet, but there must be a training ground that can be used for Chris’ sparring.

After hearing about Ye-ryun’s visit, Ye-myeong came out to greet her with a happy expression.

He was only a few steps away from his residence, but wind music rang out, and dozens of people followed him.

Ye-ryun greets him with an anxious expression and moves with him.

At the training ground located at the back of the palace, the imperial family who arrived first took their seats.

Appearing to be the same gang as their stage names, they ridicule Chris and Ye-ryun without hesitation.

Chris has met a lot of human trash so far, but these guys are really different.

I wondered if all of them had become psychopaths because they grew up with too much power on their backs.

“Is that the Western samurai that that b*tch took in?”

“It sure looks weird. Her outfit is also sloppy and sloppy.”

“Who is the opponent of Dalian? Even though he’s unknown, he’s the one who killed two of our assassins.”

His magically expanded hearing caught their whispers.

As Ye-ryun and her aides sat at the end of the bleachers, Chris’s opponent emerged from the other side of the training ground.

A white uniform with short, neat hair. It is a swordsman with a menacing size and sharp impression.

The spectators who witnessed his face roared again.

“Isn’t the author Hyeoncheong, the leader of Baekryongmun? It’s like using a knife to catch a cow while catching a chicken.”

“It’s good to make sure everything is taken care of.”

“Still, I was hoping for a fight worth watching… … .”

The royal family in the hall were certain of Chris’ defeat, as if they had nothing to see.

This opponent seemed to be a well-known swordsman even within the Jin Empire.

Chris, who took a rough bow and pulled out his longsword, immediately took a stance.

The opponent, who witnessed the shape that seemed like it was going to stab him at any moment, frowned at once.

Chris could understand the other person’s mind very well.

That was how he felt when he first faced Gearrick before.

An honest stab with no checks or searches.

It was a move that would be laughed at by those skilled in swordsmanship.

Laughter came from the side, as if some of the royal family had recognized Chris’ clumsiness.

The opponent with an annoyed expression flutters his uniform and prepares for sparring.

Although he had been ordered to assassinate him, he had some expectations as he was said to be a Western swordsman.

However, that expectation was betrayed too quickly.

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Meanwhile, Chris, who was waiting for the referee’s voice, subtly raised the mana in his body.

As this Dalian unfolds in front of the eyes of the imperial family, it must be conducted fairly and squarely without any slander.

Originally, he hated the word political party.

If there is no foul play, the strong will win and the weak will lose.

It is not easy to see people with equal skills fighting each other.

However, people’s preferences are subject to change.

For the first time in his life, Chris liked the term fair party.

Being in the position of crushing a sewage far farther than himself, that word felt so reassuring.

In the loose air, the man acting as a referee announced the start of the match.

‘A rush of knights.’

Chris, who used the shield knight’s dash to close the distance, stabbed his longsword.

The first number is insignificant and even childish.

Hyeoncheong’s longsword filled with irritation moved to deflect it.

However, the attack with enormous magic lightly suppressed the opponent’s resistance.

The prefectural government’s ability to block it with all their might was not enough, but they left it for a counterattack.

He noticed his opponent’s strength belatedly and gritted his teeth, but it was already too late.

The longsword of the prefectural office, which had been tricked by Chris, soared into the air with a dull metal sound.

There are never many cases where a properly trained swordsman misses the sword.

The grip of the prefectural government, which had been hit by Chris’ blow, was severely torn and was bleeding profusely.

The embarrassment and futility outweighed the pain of being torn apart.

Only then did Hyuncheong realize his mistake and looked down at the ground in a devastated state.

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Meanwhile, Chris, feeling the grace of his teacher anew, lightly retrieved the longsword.

Soon, the imperial family members acting as spectators doubted their own eyes and let out a sigh.