Chapter 438,
Chapter 126. Someday, when you forget, like an unexpected disaster (1)
Five days have passed since the outcasts and the ronin struck Tikan.
However, only a lot of articles came out, and the 12th rider had not shown any movement so far, so the elders were wandering in a growing sense of anxiety.
In the city of Calon, in a villa for the elders, Jorden and his elders were sitting together at a round table with dark expressions as if they were frustrated.
In front of them was a pile of newsletters from various countries dealing with a recent event.
Tican Free City is attacked by unknown assailants.
Some facilities and equipment were destroyed, but it is known that there was no loss of life
.
As evidenced during the Black Emperor Incident, Runkandel 12 Horseman has something special in countering terrorism.
It’s not that the 12 riders are particularly outstanding, but it’s a virtue that any rider in Runkandel should have…
12 injured 0 deaths! Killing all terrorists The dignity of a free city.
Shortly after the terror attack in the Black Emperor, what is the reason why terrorists are rampant these days?
The identity of the terrorists is still unknown… What kind of response will the 12th rider show?
The front page of the newsletter was all covered with information about the Tican terror. Not only Hufester, but also some newsletters from Bement and Lutero Magic Federation.
Some of the elders looking down at the newsletter sighed.
In fact, everyone wanted to sigh, but they held it back because they were watching Jorden, who was trembling with enrage. It was the privilege of only high-ranking elders to sigh at least.
“There are no deaths… not a single one…!”
Jorden shouted as he roughly grabbed the newsletter in front of him. The two eyes that were red and bloodshot were full of gloomy anger.
“This is a shame as far as possible!”
bang!
Jorden’s fist shattered the circular table, sending fragments flying in all directions.
When the decision was made to send the exiles to Tikan, Jorden naturally did not expect this to happen.
It’s impossible to completely get rid of Tikan, but at least. In addition to the devastating level of civilian casualties, I thought it would cost the lives of several of Jin’s colleagues.
It was not an exaggeration at all to expect that much damage, as the two outcasts and a group of at least 7 stars perpetrated the terror.
“This is nonsense, Chief. No matter how bad it is, hundreds of civilians. There are too few of them. It is normal that there should be at least a thousand civilian casualties.”
“Fix it, Elder. Drink cold water here. Hello! Bring me some cooler water!”
“It is clear that the exiles have betrayed.”
“What on earth are they betraying? Their goal is revenge. They know the power of the Black Sword Society better than anyone else, so there’s no way they rated the 12 Horsemen higher than the Chieftain.”
“But if it wasn’t a betrayal, then the results would make no sense, right? Besides, these articles are based on information deliberately leaked to the media by the 12th Horseman. It means that even the fact that all the exiles and ronin are dead is highly likely to be false.”
“Then, wouldn’t it also be false that there were no deaths in Tikan?”
“Can you say that even after going through the 12 horsemen? The devil never does anything against himself. If you decide and investigate, the truth will obviously come out, and the damage to Tican has already been verified by other organizations in each country.”
“Hah really. 12 horsemen. The one who was bold enough to bring the heads of the dead elders the other day hasn’t moved yet, so I’m just more anxious.”
The elders talking about this and that were all looking at Jorden’s mouth.
This was because the case could be covered well or grow depending on what decision he made.
Jorden’s rough breathing, like a rustling sound, was gradually fading. He barely manages to calm his anger.
“…I can understand your concern. The 12 Horsemen, that madman is silent now. There’s no way it just goes on like this. I will certainly retaliate, just as I brought the heads of the elders last time.”
When Jorden opened his mouth, the elders’ expressions darkened once more.
Some of them even commented that Jorden ‘lost his senses’ in his heart. He seemed to be bringing out his trump card saying that he would go to war with the 12th Horseman with courage, but since this result came out from the beginning, it is bound to be disappointing.
“Then what would you like to do? Chief Elder.”
“I like what the acting head of household said last time. They said that
if you disappoint them one more time, they would temporarily shut down the Senate…”
At those words, Jorden touched his forehead.
“First of all, the Black Sword Society…” As
Jorden was about to answer, he heard someone running in the hallway.
“The elder is in trouble!”
He was a Guardian Knight belonging to the Council of Elders.
From his urgency, his distorted expression, and his anxious eyes, Jorden and the elders had to be swept up in this intuition.
It seems that the 12th Horseman has started to retaliate properly.
“Tell me what’s going on calmly.”
Jorden’s eyebrows trembled slightly as he tried to calmly ask.
“The Outcast… has come to the Garden of Swords!”
At the Guardian Knight’s answer, the elders let out a sigh from the depths of their hearts.
“Now… prepare the wagon!”
* * *
December Winter was in full swing, but it was pouring with an absurdly heavy rain.
In strangely gloomy and eccentric weather, the Guardian Knights guarding the Garden of Swords often looked up at the sky.
It seemed that the sky was weeping sadly.
“It’s midday, but it feels like night. What kind of bastard rain is coming like this.”
“It’s just that I feel depressed on days like this. When you’re done, have a strong drink…”
The gatekeepers and guardians who were chatting closed their mouths as they corrected their posture. It was because he confirmed the appearance of a knight in shining gray armor approaching from afar.
The gray armor symbolized the fact that he was a knight who enforced the family’s laws.
Along with the black helmet, all the guardian knights of the family longed for and respected the rank.
chuck!
The Guardian Knights saluted with a military standard.
The executioner also answered in moderation, and the gate leading to the Garden of Swords opened.
The Guardian Knights did not lower their hands in salute until the Execution Knight disappeared from sight.
“Certainly, starting with the executive knights, the atmosphere is different from the general guardian knights.”
“By the way, wasn’t the old Executioner’s armor worn by the person who just passed by? I think I saw it in a textbook when I was a cadet.”
“Is it? I’m not sure. Since we don’t see each other often… I wonder if the day will come when we’ll wear that armor too.”
The gatekeepers did not even dream that he was a knight who had been purged a long time ago.
Even if the armor was old, it was because he thought that there would be no crazy person in the world who would make and impersonate Runcandel enforcement knights.
Especially in the garden of Hufester Calon’s sword, which is nowhere else.
“It’s an armor that no one can wear, so we show so much respect.”
slobber slobber slobber.
Mud and water trodden at the feet of the outcast.
The exceptionally heavy wet cloak felt like the weight of the years it took to return to this place.
Horseman 12 was right.
Scratching Rosa’s authority, crying out for the truth, and oxidizing fiercely was the best revenge they could have.
‘Why didn’t I think of something so simple?’
Exiles knew the answer.
It was because their vengeance was directed towards ‘Rosa Runkandel’, not towards Runkandel.
If she went into the Garden of Swords and revealed that she was still alive, Rosa would surely suffer a considerable blow.
But it didn’t end there.
If the other knights found out that the price of loyalty and devotion to the family was this terrible disgrace and purge… It
was a problem that could shake the whole of Runcandel.
Although they fiercely denied it, the outcasts have always loved Runkandel even after they were purged. Someone will surely laugh at me for my twisted loyalty, but that was okay.
The time when they shined the most is definitely belonging to this land.
-As the 12th Horseman said, that’s the only revenge we can have. But what we’re looking for is putting not only Lord Rosa in danger, but the whole of Runkandel.
– I guess so.
-The solidarity of the family will be weakened and it will be an opportunity for giant powers including Zipple. don’t you know that?
-Is that the look of Runkandel you want?
-what?
-I don’t think the runcandel you want is a family that is dirty and weak enough to be eaten by enemies if you don’t hide the stinky smell. In any case, the choice is yours. Will I die or go to reveal the truth.
I suddenly remembered the conversation I had with the 12 Horsemen before I went to the Sword Garden.
‘If the 12th Horseman had been born a little earlier, we would have become his knights. I could have kept my honor until the end.’
Step by step, burying the terribly rising regret. They walked while savoring the garden of swords they had cultivated.
I stopped for a moment while looking at the countless swords pierced all over the garden, and when I met the familiar faces of old butlers and writers, I thought of their names in my mind.
As soon as I thought the scenery was no different from before I was exiled, I saw a scene of repair work in progress on one side.
‘Is that the work of the Twelve Horsemen?’
It was the image of the central training ground that Jin had smashed while making the ‘Declaration of the Family’. The Exile stood there for a moment, imagining how intense and great the battle had been that day.
The raindrops that flowed indifferently into the armor were cold.
Eventually, the footsteps of the outcast, who started walking again, stopped in the courtyard right in front of the main house.
Little by little, the eyes focused on the outcast who was standing tall and looking up at the height of the main house. Everyone is beginning to sense that his behavior is out of the ordinary.
‘Why is the executioner so quiet?’
‘Has there ever been an enforcement knight wearing spherical armor these days?’
While passers-by are questioning one by one.
The outcast shouted at the person who hated the one person on the main house so much.
With a voice that resonated as loud and deep as thunder.
“Knight Rosa Runkandel, come out and listen to our story!”
