Revenge of the Iron-Blooded Sword Hound Chapter 283


Episode 283 Power inflation (1)

A quiet weekend. at sunset.

A carriage departed from the Colosseo Academy to the Bourgeoisie.

Dolores. Piggy. Sinclair.

These three people had the honor of having dinner with the head of the bourgeois family, who was the most wealthy person in the empire.

Naturally, Piggy and Sinclair were excitedly talking.

“The performance of our Oracle club this time was amazing! 1st place in the simulated investment competition! Surprisingly, all of this was actually the actual rate of return!”

“And on top of that, we held a party that was so spectacular that it made our eyes go round. Oh my God, how much was that all? I can’t even get a feel for it.”

“Have you heard? Where we’re going for dinner today! The bourgeoisie’s treasure trove!”

“Uh. I heard that too. There are jewels, bars, coins, banknotes, bills, bills, real estate titles, art, antiques, and other valuables near the dining table. They say it’s over the mountains and forming a mountain range.”

“Hee- that much? No matter how much, wouldn’t it be too exaggerated? Why would I put those things there.”

“Put the money in the safe, then put it somewhere.”

“What if a guest who came in to eat steals?”

“How can I steal all that much?”

“Well, that’s right. So, will these presents we have prepared also become part of that treasure heap? Then it will be an honor.”

After speaking, Piggy looked behind the carriage.

Several treasure chests were placed there. A gift to be given to the head of the bourgeois family.

Seeing these gifts prepared with great care and thought, Sinclair murmured regretfully.

“……I wish hyung-ah would have come with me.”

“Huh? Bikir? Why all of a sudden?”

“……just.”

Sinclair replied, brushing her white, short-cut hair that was blowing in the wind.

“I was supposed to come visit my house sometime. To eat.”

“?”

Piggy tilted his head.

Why are you saying that now?

Then Sinclair laughed bashfully.

“I’m just suddenly sad. I want to eat a meal. Seeing how busy you are these days.”

“Ah, was that about it? I agree with that. It’s hard to eat with Bikir these days. Except for breakfast.”

Piggy talked about how busy Vikir has been these days.

But Sinclair had other thoughts as he listened to Piggy.

‘brother. Hyung doesn’t pay?’

‘……No money.’

‘money? why don’t you have money? as an academy student. Isn’t that too heartless? The children here, unfortunately, do not have parents. We have to help.’

‘I don’t really need anything like parents.’

‘Eh?’

‘Anyway, the world has to go through on its own. The existence of a parent only functions during childhood, when the help of others is essential, and is unnecessary otherwise.’

It reminds me of a conversation I had with Bikir when I went to volunteer at an orphanage a long time ago.

Meanwhile.

“…”

Dolores, who was watching the front from the front, couldn’t concentrate at all on the conversation between Piggy and Sinclair in the back.

All of her attention was focused on the gift to the head of the bourgeois family today, the treasure chest on the back of the carriage.

‘I’m sorry guys.’

It’s a pity, but the gift sets that Piggy and Sinclair picked and picked are not in that box.

They had already been moved to another place, and the empty box contained something completely different.

night hound.

An assassin is waiting in ambush to assassinate the head of the bourgeois family.

‘The patriarch of the bourgeois family said he didn’t bother to search himself when he brought someone else into the safe.’

It is probably the devil’s unique confidence.

The arrogant attitude that any assassin comes is nothing but a toy.

But that is also the devil’s weakness.

‘I have to put the kids to sleep before the battle begins.’

Dolores squeezed the bottle of medicine in her hand.

It contained sleeping pills that were harmless to the human body.

First, when the carriage arrives at Bourgeois, Dolores Piggy Sinclair will be escorted to the drawing room and will wait until dinner.

Dolores then intended to put the potion in a teacup, put Piggy and Sinclair to sleep, and then hide it somewhere else.

‘It was best not to come together in the first place…’

However, Piggy and Sinclair had high expectations for meeting the head of the Bourgeois family from a few days ago, and the Bourgeois side also sang ‘All of the Oracle Investment Club’, so it was justified to go alone. does not exist.

Even at this moment, Piggy was making a list of questions to ask when meeting the patriarch of the bourgeois family.

“The future trend of the empire’s economy, questions about the current financial indicators, criteria for discovering new businesses, promising small and medium-sized merchant guilds, and the recent merger and acquisition of mercenary guilds… and also about whether chaebols eat chicken. I have to ask you a question!”

“I have a question for you too.”

Sinclair also smiled expectantly.

Piggy asks Sinclair.

“Oh Sinclair. What are you curious about? Would you like to guess the question with me?”

“……No. I have only one question.”

Upon hearing Sinclair’s answer, Piggy’s eyes widen.

“Huh? Just one? Barely?”

“huh.”

“No, why! To meet the greatest man in the empire, I must gain a lot of knowledge! It’s an opportunity that may never come again in a lifetime!”

At Piggy’s fuss, Sinclair only smiles once.

Dolores Piggy Sinclair.

The three people who are together but with different thoughts arrived at the main gate of the bourgeois family’s home.

“Supper promise. Oracle.”

When Dolores mentioned the purpose of her visit, the road opened.

A carriage guided towards the interior of a splendid mansion.

Naturally, there were no checkpoints on the road reserved for VIPs.

at that time. The butler, who was guiding us in the carriage, said with a casual smile.

“You’ve been seeing the noble people of Quo Vadis often lately.”

“Yes? Has anyone else come from my family?”

When Dolores asked with a puzzled expression, the butler answered with a casual attitude.

“Yes. Cardinal Humbert paid a visit a few hours ago. He has passed away now, having finished his errands.”

Dolores felt goosebumps run down her spine the moment she heard the name ‘Humbert’.

‘I didn’t expect that person to be here…but it’s good that he’s back.’

I didn’t know it, but I didn’t feel any divine power nearby.

If Humbert had been there, it would have been a nuisance.

While she was thinking about this and that, the butler ushered everyone into the drawing room.

“If you wait here for a moment, I will send you a message right away.”

The head of the butler placed simple tea and refreshments on the table and then opened the door and left.

Dolores Piggy Sinclair started waiting inside the drawing room.

“The drawing room is also very luxurious. It looks expensive, but it’s not luxurious. It’s an interior where you can feel the beauty of the old days.”

“Yes. It feels good.”

While Piggy and Sinclair are chatting.

Tremble…

Dolores’ hands were shaking.

‘I need to put some sleeping pills in.’

A bad thing I’ve never done in my life.

The idea of putting something in other people’s food was the first time she had been born.

yet.

Dolores succeeds in putting sleeping pills in a teacup while Piggy and Sinclair turn their heads away.

Piggy and Sinclair drank their tea thoughtlessly and soon began to doze off.

“Hmm. Don’t you feel sleepy somehow?”

“Sure. Dinner soon…”

Dolores said in a trembling voice to Piggy and Sinclair.

“Hey hey hey hey… No, guys. If you’re tired, close your eyes for a while. I’ll wake you up.”

“Oh yes, can you please?”

“thank you!”

Fortunately, Piggy and Sinclair leaned back on the sofa in the parlor and closed their eyes without much suspicion.

“Hey, does it have any medicinal effect?”

Dolores waved her hand in front of Piggy and Sinclair’s eyes.

Again, both of them are unmoving.

Dolores let out a sigh of relief and stepped out of the room to wipe off her sweat.

Then she ran into the butler again who was approaching her.

“Ah, the saintess. The head of the family is a little late because she’s busy. Now she’ll prepare soon.”

“Yes! By the way, Mr. Butler. I thought the friends who came with me would have to go back due to a sudden incident…” ”

Yes? Before the meeting? No matter how late the head of household prepared… . Then, would you like to cancel the appointment and postpone it to a later date?”

“No no! There’s nothing like that. I just have to meet alone as the club representative.”

At those words, the head butler tilted his head, but somehow seemed to understand.

A little past the appointed time.

Dolores loaded the cart with the prepared gifts and headed deep inside the main building with a few attendants.

After walking for a while, I see the safe in question in front of me.

It was like entering a huge plaza.

“The head of the family is waiting for you.”

The butler politely bowed his head and opened the door.

It feels dark and cold.

The attendants stowed the gift carts brought by Dolores inside and guided Dolores inside.

yet. After all the attendants greeted each other, they slowly walked away.

Only Dolores was left alone in the vast darkness of the vault.

“……Uh, over there. Head of household?”

Dolores opens her mouth cautiously.

…Pat!

Suddenly the surroundings were filled with light.

At the same time, Dolores could only open her mouth.

Magnificent golden scent. A golden light that will make you blind.

A world of great wealth was awaiting her.


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Revenge of the Iron-Blooded Sword Hound

Revenge of the Iron-Blooded Sword Hound

Revenge of the Iron-Blooded Sword Hound, Revenge of the Sword Clan's Hound
Score 8.8
Status: Completed Released: 2020
He was the hound of the Baskerville family: Vikir. Yet his loyalty was rewarded by the blade of a guillotine dirtied by slander. “I will never live the life of a hound slaughtered after the rabbit is caught.” In place of death, an unexpected opportunity awaits him. Vikir’s eyes glowed red as he sharpened his canines in the dark. “Just you wait, Hugo. I will rip out your throat this time.” It’s time for the hound to exact bloody revenge on his owner.

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