I Became the Genius Bastard of a Noble Dark Clan – 103

Chapter 103

Episode 103

“I, Christian, was ordered by the commander of the Black Shadow Knights of the main house, Lord Marian, to investigate the recent human sacrifice incidents, and I discovered that your uncle, Baron Borde, was in collusion with some of the main house’s minions.”

That’s a lie.

I have never investigated it.

But it’s probably true.

‘It was later revealed that Baron Borde had been in collusion with Ashed. Thanks to that, the County of Bursen was branded a nation in collusion with Maine and met a terrible end.’

“That, that… That’s ridiculous… Even if he’s your uncle, would he do something like that?”

Count Roy stuttered as if he couldn’t believe it.

“There is a reason. Hasn’t your father, the Count of Bursen, been in a worsening condition recently? He had a chronic illness and was bedridden, but his condition has suddenly gotten worse.”

“!!”

Roy’s face turned white.

“Seo, are you sure that’s not true?”

“Yes, it is the effect of the cursed black magic.”

Roy staggered in his chair at the shocking story he had never imagined.

“That’s not all. Baron Bord not only colluded with some of the Mines, he even toyed with our Dark Maga.”

“what?”

“Recent human sacrifice incidents.”

“!!”

“This is all a plot by Baron Bord. How dare you frame my family, and we, the Dark Maga, intend to erase the County of Bursen from the map. Since you are responsible, the Gold Cross side will not be able to protest.”

Actually, there was never any such conversation, but it wasn’t completely wrong.

If things continue this way, the County of Bursen will meet a similar end.

“That, that… that won’t do.”

Chris said blankly, looking at the groaning Count Roy with a pale complexion.

“Do you want to stop it?”

“!!”

“If you want, I can help you.”

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“…You me? Why?”

“Well, I guess I can say that it’s to my advantage if this matter is resolved amicably. After all, not all mines like to shed blood.”

Roy looked confused.

“What does it mean if you help me? Or is there another power of the Dark Maga that came with you?”

“No, I’m alone.”

“Then how could it be possible to execute my uncle…?”

Roy looked at Chris with skeptical eyes.

He seems quite strong, but he is only in his mid to late teens.

What great power would that be?

“You’re misunderstanding something. I’m stronger than you think.”

“…okay?”

Still a suspicious look.

Chris chuckled.

“Of course, that doesn’t mean I’m going to just blindly force my way through and beat Baron Borde.”

“wit?”

“You should use your title as Count.”

The story was that he would use his position as Count to trap Baron Borde.

But Roy looked skeptical.

“It’s impossible. My uncle is not an easy person. Even if you try to deceive him by setting a trap, he won’t be able to be deceived. Even if you miraculously get an opportunity, you won’t be able to defeat him. My uncle is a four-star knight.”

Chris nodded.

From what I’ve heard, Baron Borde was no ordinary fox.

No matter how clumsily you try to trick someone, they won’t be fooled.

There’s a four-star knight there.

An opponent with both strength and wisdom.

however.

“You can leave it to me.”

“…what?”

“I mean it. Just swear to me that you will surrender everything to me and obey me. Then I will take care of the rest.”

Roy made a bewildered face at Chris’s words.

What do you believe in?

It was this kind of look.

A natural reaction.

but.

“Anyway, you have no other choice, right? It’s your choice whether to wait helplessly for your downfall or to join the devil’s hand.”

That wasn’t a wrong statement.

Roy was in a position where he had to hold on to even a rotten rope.

‘earthly?’

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Roy looked at Chris with a confused face.

Arrogant and unlucky.

But at the same time, her eyes were looking straight at him with infinite sternness.

Finally, Roy clenched his fists and said,

“…If I really leave everything to you, will you kill my uncle?”

“Okay, I promise.”

Roy swallowed hard and spoke with determination.

“…I swear that I will follow you and leave everything to you.”

Chris smiled faintly.

“You have chosen well. I will accept your oath.”

At that moment.

Chris’s eyes sank.

Pfft!

A bloody magic circle appeared.

“?!”

Roy’s vision suddenly darkened and he lost consciousness.

The amazing things that follow.

Even though he lost consciousness, Roy’s body did not collapse.

Instead, he smiled faintly, and surprisingly, it was the same unlucky smile Chris usually wore.

“It worked out well.”

The words that come out are the same.

The tone was Roy’s, but the arrogant, hapless nuance was exactly like Chris’s speech.

The reason this happened was simple.

Ice.

To be exact, Chris’s consciousness was transferred into Roy’s body.

One of the best applications of the virtue of obedience.

‘Link’.

He succeeded in performing a magic trick where he could possess his consciousness in another person’s body and make them move as if they were his own body.

Now Chris will become Count Roy and take down Baron Borde.

* ? ?* ? ?*

‘Linking is not an easy trick for me, but I was lucky enough to succeed thanks to some persuasion. If Roy hadn’t agreed at the end, I wouldn’t have been able to succeed in possession.’

Originally, Link was a technique that could only be attempted by characters with at least 6 stars.

But the status of a half-horse,

A soul that has been given ownership as collateral.

Oath of consent from the other party.

There, with his crazy genius, he reassembled the entire recipe and succeeded in possessing her.

A miraculous story that other warlocks would not believe if they saw it.

‘But it can’t last long. Let’s hurry.’

Chris moved Roy’s possessed body back to the Count’s castle.

The original body was laid in a coffin prepared in advance. If a dangerous situation arises in the original body, the link will be released immediately and consciousness will return to the original body.

But when we arrived at the castle, the reaction was strange.

The count returned, but no one paid any attention.

It was ignored.

Everyone just stared blankly at him.

‘Even though he is a minor count, he is treated poorly.’

A sight that shows Roy’s position at a glance.

At that moment, a tongue-clicking sound was heard.

“Have you been drinking again, Count? When on earth are you going to get some iron?”

He was the butler of the castle.

According to prior investigation, it is Baron Borde’s faction.

The butler sighed openly and contemptuously.

“The Count is sick in bed, and your son is always drunk. Do you know how worried Baron Borde is when he always looks like this?”

“…….”

“You have no idea how much trouble Baron Borde has suffered because of you. Anyway, how did such a loser become a count?”

The last words are a soliloquy.

A monologue that can be heard by everyone, intended for others to hear.

Chris raised the corners of his mouth.

‘That’s fun.’

Anyway, that curse isn’t directed at yourself. It’s directed at Roy, the owner of the possessed body.

So there was no need to feel bad.

but.

‘I needed to grab attention, so this would be perfect.’

“hey.”

“Why are you doing that?”

The butler’s response was so twisted that it was hard to imagine that he was dealing with his boss.

“Are you done talking?”

“…yes?”

“Are you done talking?”

“!!”

Did it feel different than usual?

The butler flinched.

But he pretended to be angry and lost his temper.

“I, I didn’t say anything wrong, did I? Since the young master is showing such shortcomings, they are saying that he is not qualified to be a Count…!”

That was the moment when we talked about it.

Crack!

In an instant, the surroundings froze.

Chris raised his hand and slapped the butler in the face!

It didn’t just happen once.

He slapped him again, this time so hard that the butler fell to the ground next to him.

“What, what is this?!”

The butler, who had come to his senses late, was about to shout in anger, but he froze in place.

Paat.

The cold blade was aimed at the butler’s neck.

Chris said with a grin on his face.

“Can we talk about it again?”

“this person….”

“Why? Can’t you? Well, if you were in your right mind, you wouldn’t be able to make any more noise. Since you dared to challenge the authority of the King of this country, His Excellency the Count.”

The butler made a puzzled face.

“What do you mean, challenging the Count’s authority?”

“Whose will do you think it was that I became a count? It was all His Majesty the count’s will. Even though I may be lacking, only His Majesty the count can evaluate my qualifications.”

“!!”

Slurp.

The sword dug into the skin of his neck.

Gulp, blood starts to flow.

“Or, do you have some other dark thoughts in your stomach?”

“!!”

It’s called a rebellion.

The butler turned pale and shouted.

“No, that’s not true! That’s nonsense!!”

“Hmm? Really? I can’t believe it, considering what you just said. I think it would be better to just kill you and choose a new butler. A loyal butler you can trust.”

“!!”

The blade moved a little more.

The flowing blood became thicker.

The butler’s body, meeting Roy’s, no, Chris’ gaze, began to tremble like an aspen tree.

It was different from before.

Cold and indifferent.

It was a chilling look in his eyes, as if he could cut off your throat at any moment.

“Please, please. It’s a misunderstanding!! I, please forgive me…!”

at that time.

Chris chuckled.

“Just kidding.”

“…yes?”

“I was just kidding.”

Clang.

Chris threw his sword back carelessly.

“There’s no way I would really try to kill the butler, right?”

“Ah… Ah… Yes? Yes, yes.”

“So, do better from now on.”

“!!”

“I’ll watch.”

Again, an eerie chill ran down the butler’s spine.

That’s for sure.

He was not the incompetent count he had been before.

The Count’s changes did not stop there.

“There’s somewhere to go, so take the lead.”

“Oh, where are you going?”

“To my father.”

“!!”

Chris chuckled.

“I thought I’d try to be filial after a long time.”

* ? ?* ? ?*

Count of Bursen.

As his name suggests, he was the monarch of the County of Bursen.

Although he is now old and sick, he is said to have once performed brilliant deeds on the front lines of the Dark Maga.

‘Curse.’

Chris immediately recognized the Count of Bursen’s condition.

Although he used a high-level technique to fake an illness, he could not avoid Chris’s eyes.

‘By the way, it’s a very clever spell. No wonder no one noticed it. It’s not the kind of curse that a great black magician would normally cast.’

Chris quickly came up with a suspect.

‘It’s the work of Count Liberi.’

Count Liberi was a black magician who had reached the 6th level of curse, a rare feat among the Dark Maga.

‘By the way, is Count Liberi’s sorcery this good? I didn’t expect it.’

It was a delicate curse, as if it were a carved work of art.

This is not something that is possible simply because of high sexual achievement.

A skill that requires a profound understanding of black magic. Did Count Liberi have such knowledge?

‘… or maybe they used some other means.’