The Blood Knight's Villains

Chapter 506

My villains episode 506

interlude. 2 years (2)

“Yes, good. As long as it goes like this...

The middle-aged man scratched his wrinkled forehead. Red, bloodshot eyes were fixed on the map covering the large round table.

All sorts of place names, such as Topal Wühlsrue, Alzenberg Obdo, and Lepe Angst, harmonize with the dizzying symbols. It is a military map drawn centering on the eastern part of the Miter Geland Empire.

“The very moment the silver prince, the cursed seed, met his death. Destiny is as if it had been decided. Strom’s land will eventually return to Strom’s arms. In the arms of the real Strom.”

The murmur continued incoherently. Every time he tilted his head to and fro, his spongy head swayed.

Because only half of the golden candlesticks were lit, the usually solemn meeting room was dark. Dark shadows fluttered on the faces of the vassals who had taken a step back from the round table.

“Accountant. Is the accountant there?”

“Yes, Your Highness.”

An official stepped forward. The middle-aged man, preoccupied with the map, did not notice his stiff expression.

“How does it look? How do you think their finances will be?”

The accountant repeated exactly what he had said a few days before. Even if I had already reported it, it was obvious that I would not be able to hear good things.

“You will be suffering from a deficit every day. Since both Angst and Obdorf are regions highly dependent on trade, all territorial borders with the Ah side have been closed, so the damage is bound to be severe.”

“Yes, I guess.”

The shabby-looking middle-aged man laughed lowly and drank from the glass on top of the map. Then, the bony fingers groped for the map.

“Because they blocked Bülsruhe, which faces the northwest side, more than half of the existing trade routes must have been closed.”

His dignified appearance shrank in only half a year after the end of the war. His estate was the same. The territory, which was the second largest in the empire after the emperor, looked dwarfed as a lump of land amounting to 30% was ripped off.

“If blood does not flow, it will rot and die. Yes, it will rot.”

The accountant pursed his lips with a gloomy face.

But he couldn’t bear to tell the truth. He was afraid of the middle-aged Duke Abillambus in front of him.

Angst and Obdorf The prediction that the territory that had recently been called the ‘Heiress of the Empire of Vermich-Strom’ would be in the red was true.

Since he lost several of the major overland trade routes that passed through the Duchy of Strom, his income must have been at least cut in half, and the cost of pacifying and reclaiming the territory would have been enormous.

However, it was not known whether the deficit of the imperial vassals would continue in the future. No, the Duke’s accountant was sure that would not be the case.

20% of the Deval Road, a historic trade route, crosses Angst and Obdorf. In Angst, there is Proshafen, one of the leading port cities of the empire, and in Obdorp, there is Ice Bobalt, the center of East-West trade.

In addition, the Treasurer had heard that there were several new trade routes opened through Blade Bay and the Highlands, and they were quickly establishing themselves. Perhaps, the deficit of the imperial vassals would gradually decrease, and this was expected to accelerate further in the future.

Even if such predictions were wrong, the deficit would not be a problem at all for the Imperial vassals. Because there is a huge amount of gold and silver that he received from the two Elector Counts. Compared to that, the deficit the imperial vassal had seen so far would be ridiculous...

On the other hand, the hundred-year-old’s coffer showed no signs of filling up.

The financial situation of the Duchy of Strom began to stumble due to the cost of maintaining a large army. Then, unable to overcome the emperor’s threat or mediation, he vomited up to 6,000 gold coins as compensation and ransom. In addition, there were 4,000 gold coins left to be paid for the next five years, and imports decreased as trade routes were closed en masse.

In a word, the finances of the dukedom were on the verge of bankruptcy.

Even as he repeated these thoughts to himself, the accountant kept his silence until the very end. He prided himself on being wise. He wasn’t stupid enough to tell the truth, even after seeing the mischief that had befallen his unwise servants over the past couple of months.

“Sir Geyer.”

“Sir Geyer? Sir Geyer!”

Anger slowly grew over the name. One of the vassals who had been eyeing each other reluctantly opened his mouth.

“Sir Geyer is at Your Highness’s stable.”

“stall? Why is he-”

The duke recalled belatedly.

The old knight was not as wise as his age. It was because of that that Baeknyeonseong’s foreign affairs officer was in charge of cleaning up the feces of war horses.

“What about his successor?”

“Here you are, Your Highness.”

A young man stepped out. He was an ambitious bureaucrat who had been promoted to chief secretary at once thanks to showing off his wisdom beyond his age a few days ago.

“Oh it is.”

The duke did not remember the title he had been given, but luckily he recognized his face. “

It’s already been a month

since the Red Knight received the letter of excommunication from the Patriarch... “Your Highness.”

“A month has passed. The aftermath will be significant.”

“you’re right. No, it may not be enough to say that it is considerable.”

The chief secretary went on without hesitation.

“Immediately after the Patriarch announced the excommunication of the Red Knights, most of the high-ranking priests belonging to the Church of Elganore actively supported it.”

“Cancer, of course.”

The Duke smiled with satisfaction.

“Did you say the red knight didn’t make excuses?”

“He was excommunicated for numerous atrocities. There is absolutely no way out, so what excuse can you make?”

It is said that the chapter of excommunication, which the Patriarch personally undertook, was a whopping 1 meter in length and was packed with numerous crimes.

Killing a believer Killing a dead body Arson Vampire Magic Apostasy Adultery Again killing a believer Again colluding with a necromancer Time again apostate Prisoner Massacre Summoning demons Killing a church knight Stealing church treasures Again killing a believer Again adultery Again insulting a vampiric saint Killing a believer Vampiric adultery, murder of believers, apostate believers, murder of believers... When his sins were fully revealed, the red knight was completely terrified and took several witches and hid at the top of a tall tower. Rumors circulated around the world.

“Indeed, it is. It must be true that there is no room for excuses.”

“It seems that the new king of Milano is not alone in his anger. The chief secretary answered quickly, looking at the duke’s eyes, saying that

he had never dreamed that such an evil person would be among the subordinates of his beloved younger brother .

“Of course, Zacharys is just making up words. Prince Eun also committed evil acts that were as good as the red knight, no worse than that, so

he was a good master and servant.”

At that mocking assertion, Abillambus narrowed his brows slightly.

“I can’t quite agree with that. No matter how evil Prince Eun was, he was nothing compared to the Red Knight.”

“Ah uh... Your Highness is right. Because I am under heavy workload, I make mistakes”

“Well, there is no error in the overall context, so it doesn’t matter. Please continue.”

It was a mercy he had rarely shown in recent months. The chief scribe swallowed dry saliva and regained his senses. I couldn’t let go of the chance to succeed that I was given.

“Also, not only the Church of El Ganore, but also the entire world of the Church of Light is shocked and trembled at the viciousness of the Red Knight.”

“What about Calandari? Didn’t the bishops of Hongui not move much?”

“Oh it is.”

The chief scribe wet his lips involuntarily.

As if he was nervous, he almost gave an idiotic reply, ‘Calandari accepted the red knight’s conversion, and Bishop Hong of the Blooming Flower personally baptized him’.

“The reaction of the Orthodox Church is yet to be seen, but it is expected that they will be reviewing the excommunication Elganore declared.”

“is it.”

The duke, whose eyes had been twinkling until just now, scratched his forehead with an expressionless face. In his hand was an already filled glass.

“Also, the Red Knight probably had an internal crisis by now.” “An internal crisis.” “Yes, Your Highness. Most of the Silver Prince’s followers are members of the Church of El Ganore. Since a colleague was excommunicated by the head of the church, it would be strange if there were no conflicts.”

“He is too. The agitation of the elite soldiers left behind by Prince Eun must be considerable.”

Seeing the duke put down his wine glass, the chief scribe quickly added his words.

“Maybe the division has already begun.”

“What is the basis for that judgment?”

“’Prudent’ Langbolt and ‘giant’ Ankyr. I heard that the two leaders among the leaders of Prince Eun’s army have returned to their family estates.”

“what?”

The Duke quickly turned his head.

“Quill Is this statement true?”

Upon receiving the question, the subdeacon glanced at the chief scribe as if passing by. The ambitious young man read Sumin’s intent to kill in that gaze and trembled.

Suddenly, the duke began scratching his forehead frantically. Then he bit his lip and looked back at the captain.

“Then how many troops can I use now?”

“A force that can be used right away and a force that can be recruited before this winter. report the details. hurry.”

Buakhan opened his mouth slowly.

“doesn’t exist.”

“......what?”

“doesn’t exist.”

“Damn it, Buakhan! What the hell are you talking about!”

Even at the sound of his voice reverberating through the conference room, Buakan remained expressionless.

“Your Highness can no longer operate the forces of the Duchy of Strom.”

“What? flaw. Hehe. This is crazy.”

The Duke, who had been laughing, suddenly stumbled loudly.

“uh.”

He tumbled on the floor with a bewildered expression. The strength drained from the limbs. His bloodshot eyes turned to the table. The fallen duke couldn’t see it, but there was a drinking cup on top of him.

“......poison?” “I’m sorry, Your Highness.” The door to the conference room exploded open and a group of people rushed in. Shouts of bewilderment and shrieks of astonishment intersect.

In the midst of the tumult in the hall, Buakhan knelt down in front of Abillambus with a sad face.

“I swear it won’t hurt your life.”

“you. Dare you.”

The vision is clear, but the whole body has no strength. The duke growled and glared at the captain. The captain silently groped the duke’s body. After excluding the accessories imbued with powerful magic and recovering the parchment scroll in his chest, he retreated far away.

“Sorry, Father.”

Abillambus’ eyes widened as if they were about to tear.

It was after the commotion in the conference room subsided. The spirits of dozens of people who had been shrieking stopped momentarily.

The sound of footsteps in the silence. Soon two young men came into his field of vision.

“You guys.”

“Actually, I wasn’t going to do anything like this. Originally, I planned to send him straight to the dungeon.”

“But I wanted my father to know that we did it. It was not the wrong guys who took over my father’s place, but the legitimate heirs. I want to let you know.”

Loyard Rowrude.

They were the two sons of Abillambus.

“Crazy guys. do this to me.”

“It is a choice for the family.”

The duke imprisoned his two sons in a dungeon as he was held responsible for the passive management of the reinforcements in the last war. The fact that they appeared in front of the Avilam bus in a normal state meant that there were other helpers or helpers.

“Who is it?”

“Don’t worry, they aren’t the ones from the Milanol Kingdom.”

When Royard, the eldest son, beckoned, the imperial knights came and helped the peacock who was drooping on the floor.

“Stupid bastards. You can’t achieve anything.”

“I know. You won’t be able to accomplish anything right now.”

The bigger brother shrugged his shoulders with a calm face, and the smaller brother smiled.

“But we are young.”

“Yes, you are young. I have a lot of time.”

The duke was led to the door, held by strong hands. The scene of the sub-deacon receiving a dagger from someone and poking it under the chief scribe’s chin flashed by.

“Ghm ghhhhhh.”

The sound of an ambitious young man’s breath stopping.

Avillambus was furious. no i was going to But the limbs did not budge. All I could do was yell and scream.

“traitor! You filthy traitor bastards! His Majesty the Emperor will take the lives of all of you!”

The Imperial Knights stood tall.

A strong hand turned the Duke, who was in a short illusion of whether my shouting had worked.

“Oh yeah. There is that too.”

The second son, Roelud, said with a sharp eye and a wire hanging.

“The emperor knows everything.”

“...what?”

“I didn’t know anything.”

He drew close to his father and whispered a little.

“Hand in hand with a necromancer, stabbing someone in the back... everything.”

Avilambus’s eyelids trembled.

“The day I hit the back of the head then. You left Ozan behind, right? When the opportunity arises, give grace to the emperor. If it’s necessary, it’s okay to kidnap her.”

“You thought the kid was dead, right? I said no.”

The laughter faded from Roelud’s voice.

“That bastard is in Miteltang. It seems that he told the emperor everything and went under the guardian guard with that credit. Sacred Centuries.”

“...this ii.”

“Do you understand now? Because of my father, the family was almost ruined. Losing the war and stamped by the emperor. Like a sick god.”

The second son hugged his father tightly.

“Then go and get some rest. Leave the follow-up to me.”

Roelud, who took a step back, stood still and watched his father leave.

“...In the end, it ended like this. I never thought I would be successful.”

Royard came over with a somewhat gloomy face and stood next to Roelud.

“What did I say? Did you say yes?”

“I had a lot of luck. I never thought so many vassals would cooperate.”

Royard, with a naive impression, looked back at the vassal knights who filled the great meeting room. Loud smiled at the sight of everyone lowering their heads as they made eye contact with his older brother.

“You can’t just watch your father go crazy. Even for our family, of course-”

Roelud sighed and lowered his head. Before I knew it, a long, reddish blade sprouted from the middle of the boat. He staggered and leaned against the wall of the conference room.

“Uh” “I’m sorry brother.” Royard tapped the Imperial Knight on the shoulder. Showing trust in the man who stabbed his younger brother in the back, he received a longsword from another knight.

“I wasn’t confident enough to beat you.”

“what?”

“I understand? Because you are smart.”

“and. Wow.”

Roelud sat down, leaving a long mark on the wall.

“A fucking baby. uh how me.”

“Because I have experience. I think siblings are easier.”

“......Hehehehe.”

Roelud burst into laughter. Then, looking at his brother who stood tall, he said his last words.

“Long live the Strom family, fuck.”

Royard plunged the knife deep into his brother’s chest.

“Yes. Long live the Strom family.”