Episode 32. Amanzo (1)
Evan nodded with a determined face.
– I won’t disappoint you.
It was a story Yuma told me in the carriage. I couldn’t believe it at the time, but Yuma’s words were coming true.
Even though Himan and his son were weak compared to sword masters, it was a monstrous force to beat them with their bare hands.
Nataliri and Zecca gulped and looked at the exhausted Hemans. They believed that they were right until the end.
“I always find it strange that the empire has a caste system. How can that be a belief enough to risk one’s life?”
“Is there no status system in Haseo?”
“does not exist. Bastards like you don’t discriminate too much.”
“It’s a pretty ideal country.”
“Not really. Even Haseo-guk can’t survive if he’s weak. You can tell by looking at me Wherever money and power are the best.”
The soldiers of the castle abandoned their weapons and fell on their knees like defeated soldiers.
However, the lord of Secron did not reveal himself so that his lord’s castle was at this level.
Dozens of knights and numerous soldiers were not his strength, but rather useless chess pieces.
It was somewhat expected.
I don’t know how great the demons were attracted, but Secron must have gained quite a bit of strength.
It is not known how many innocent victims occurred in the process.
Yuma approached the kneeling soldiers.
“Raise your hand if you know where the captured territories are kept.”
A few soldiers raised their hands.
Yuma put them aside and continued talking.
“Are you all soldiers in the lord’s castle?”
“Yes… most have deserted or died.”
A soldier who appeared to be a centurion answered. The number of soldiers seemed to be 200 at most. The number of troops guarding the lord’s castle was absurdly small.
“Are you dying?”
“A soldier who died fighting against the lord becomes a thousand. Some of the knights who betrayed the lord led them, and as you can see the result…
The centurion responded with a mixture of fear and shame.
It wasn’t that there wasn’t a single person in Joheim who resisted Secron. Rather, more than half of the people were against Secron.
Even though they knew that they were incompetent, they risked their lives to keep what they had to do as human beings.
“They all must have been sacrificed in a black magic ritual. I will tell you what to do from now on. Write down the names of the knights and soldiers who fought against the lord immediately.”
“Are you saving us?”
“No, write and then die. If you feel guilty about them. Didn’t you secretly enjoy this situation after surviving by sticking to the lord? Thinking that if Secron revives the Kingdom of Joheim, even the scraps will fall.”
The centurion did not deny it.
“If you can run away, run away. I will allow that much.”
Anyway, there were too few people to hold all the close to 200 soldiers as prisoners. But beheading them all right away was reluctant.
Dealing with them was the role of the knights who might be dispatched later.
“As long as Secron is alive, there is no point in running away… I will make a fortune.”
“I have no luck with the likes of you guys.”
Yuma responded coldly and headed for the dungeon inside the lord’s castle with two soldiers he had selected separately.
“Ugh… I hate dungeons. It reminds me of bad memories. This is bad for my mental health in many ways.”
Natalie was imprisoned in Haseo’s dungeon when she was young.
The dungeon in Joachim was so deep that it was unbelievable that it was a dungeon in a single province.
It was a place that once housed traitors of the kingdom of Joachim or criminals equivalent to it, so it was reasonable.
A spiral staircase that seems to continue endlessly.
“They captured innocent people and locked them up in a place like this?”
Jeka also had bad memories of the dark basement. It was because he had been abused by Hayes for a long time.
Jeka shuddered with anger and glared at the soldiers.
“We just gave orders…
“Don’t just say it. Because I want to kill you.”
“Cheak!”
The heads of both soldiers fell to the ground at the same time.
“What are you thinking about? just kill it I don’t even need a key.”
Zecca shook her head as she watched Natalie shake off her chainsword.
“Satina! Satina!”
Upon reaching the lowest floor, Evan shouted and looked for his sister.
It was no different than Evan screaming as if he was suddenly having a seizure.
The terrible smell of blood and testament.
An indescribable foul smell enveloped the entire prison. It made me wonder why the smell didn’t come up.
The party descended the stairs and moved the torches they had brought to illuminate their view.
“Haa…
“That’s terrible…
I don’t know about Zecca, but Natalie was a poisonous species who survived countless mayhem in her life.
There were times when I was abused and tortured, and as the owner of the rose society, there were times when I personally suffered all sorts of torture.
He has witnessed the horrors of war while working as a spy in numerous battlefields, and he has also seen a lot of horses that kill people for no reason.
But this was on a different level. You couldn’t do this to livestock either.
It was not known how many Yangmins would be caught in prison. Because they were already in what could not be called human form.
Crushed pieces of meat and bone entrails clung to the floor, walls and ceiling like garbage. Not a single piece of clothing or cloth was to be seen.
They are accepted naked.
It was not like someone was massacring them after playing with them like toys. There was no sign of using a weapon.
The Yeongji-min were confined and killed and bit each other like Cheolcheon enemies, until they were annihilated. In a state where his mind had completely collapsed due to the black magic ritual.
“Satina…!”
What the hell did Secron do?
Yuma’s hostility toward him deepened. Yuma didn’t consider himself a sage, but he wasn’t a heartless person who didn’t get angry when he saw a scene like this.
It wasn’t that the black magicians were persecuted and persecuted for no reason and then slaughtered.
Natalie, who was watching the terrible scene, opened her mouth as if something came to her mind.
“This is just… similar to how to create solitude.”
“loneliness?”
“It is a kind of poison. It is a poison made by putting all sorts of monsters and poisonous insects into a large oyster and sealing the entrance.”
Natalie took one look at Evan and continued.
“If you open the oyster after a few years and purify the 50,000 rotten poisons, you can get a proper drop of solitude. It is a poison that is often compared to the extreme poison of the demon realm. Although no one writes.”
Even if it wasn’t solitude, ‘death’
was enough to assassinate a human being.
There was no need to create loneliness by doing things that didn’t even sound like digging burrows and gathering monsters.
Solitude is a poison that exists only in the literature, and there was a record that it was used when dealing with monsters such as ogres and dragons.
“But they are human!”
Zecca shouted in an angry voice.
“Human. I pride myself on being pretty cold-blooded, but even to me, they all look horrible and pitiful. But it’s black magic.
Couldn’t he have been using them to do something similar to loneliness?”
“It could be. Judging by the circumstances, if I had tried to do something, the result would have already come out.”
Yuma answered.
“It’s not just a story.
Haseo is said to be the country that was the home of black magic. I am surprisingly fond of books. I remember reading something like this one day. Although it was not described in detail.”
Most of the literature on black magic has been incinerated or lost. However, as a lesson, Natalie found a few lines of the black history of the predecessor of Haseoguk, the Cartagena family, in an old book she read as a hobby.
Evan’s pupils were dilated and his face was devastated. This time, even Natalie couldn’t stop Evan.
“Evan…
Yuma felt it from the moment he came down the stairs. That there would be no one alive down here.
Evan didn’t flop or wail. He tried to regain his composure by quelling the rage that burned like a dark flame.
One day, all of Joheim will be burned to black.
The names of Joachim and Wolf Asher will be completely erased from history.
no matter what number Even if you sell your soul.
In Evan’s heart, an inexplicable hatred swirled.
“Go to the lord’s room. You never know if he will run away.”
There was no sign of anyone in the hallway leading from the banquet hall inside the lord’s castle to the assembly hall and the lord’s room.
Even though it was broad daylight, all the curtains were drawn, so the inside of the castle was quite dark.
The sunlight barely peeking through the curtains intensified the heterogeneous feeling.
“Looks like he hates the light….
You Secron scum.”
said Jecca to herself. He was right. The castle gave off an atmosphere that obsessively blocked the light.
Jeopjibeok…
The party moved slowly.
Not a single servant or attendant was to be seen. Every object that did not reach the light gave off a dark and lonely aura.
In the hallway leading to the lord’s room, there were portraits of successive lords of Joheim.
Yuma paused for a moment to examine the faces of the people in the painting.
Before being downgraded by the empire to ‘previous lords’, they were people who were referred to as ‘previous kings’.
In the portrait, all the lords of the past were portrayed as old people with gray hair, but with a strong spirit in their eyes.
A portrait painted with great care by a former artist who served the Wolf Asher dynasty throughout his life.
The people in the picture seemed to jump out at any moment and cry out for the overthrow of the empire and the revival of the dynasty.
Yuma opened the door to the lord’s office roughly.
“Secron Wolf Asher!”
Yuma shouted and stepped forward. The lord’s room was covered with a black cloth even to the gaps in the curtains, making it a dark cave completely blocked from light.
There was a secron there.
Secron sat on the throne with his chin on his chin and closed his eyes. He didn’t even move, so at first glance he looked like a dead person.
A turbid, discolored golden crown rested on Secron’s head. It was the crown of the Joachim Kingdom in the past.
“Is the act of attracting demons just playing the king? I can’t even laugh at the subject of the slaughter horse.”
Yuma glared at Secron and said.
[You’re here,]
said Secron, maintaining her posture.
He did not convey his intentions by moving his mouth. It was as if the grotesque voice of Secron was buried in the air and the sound was transmitted.
“You fucking bastard! Did Satina kill all the villagers she imprisoned!”
Evan exclaimed passionately.
[Satina…? ah. the child is fine As for the rest.]
Secron raised one arm and moved it as if pulling something out of the air.
Then the space was twisted and a lump of black blood came out. It was a black heart.
‘Dimension magic?’
It was similar to the dimensional magic Kriesha used.
Yuma and Zecca nervously fixed their weapons.
[Here it is…. Everyone is communicating with me.]
Whoa!
When Secron opened her eyes, the interior of the lord’s chamber was suddenly enveloped in cold air.
Blue eye light poured into the party.
“Concentrate! It’s a demonic eye!”
Yuma shouted and shot the sphere toward the throne.
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