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    Chapter 104

    Episode 104

    Chris’s eyes softened.

    ‘You’d better remember that.’

    Chris carefully observed the count’s condition.

    The curse was so deep that it seemed difficult to cure it in a short period of time.

    It didn’t matter.

    Anyway, I didn’t come to see Count Bursen today for treatment.

    On the contrary, the opposite.

    ‘I came here to cause an accident.’

    Chris smiled faintly.

    ‘My goal is the downfall of Baron Borde.’

    Question here.

    It is currently impossible to defeat Baron Bord with Chris’s power.

    If you take the opportunity, you might be able to assassinate someone, but simply beheading them would be meaningless.

    We had to completely take him down and find evidence that he was colluding with Dark Maga.

    Even for Chris, it’s not an easy situation.

    What should I do?

    It was simple.

    ‘I have to trap them.’

    Today, I came to see Roy’s father, Count Bursen, in order to set that trap.

    ‘I’m going to suddenly make Roy an unfilial son. No, will he end up being praised as a filial son later on?’

    After Chris took some measures to trap Count Bursen, he came out.

    When I opened the door, an unexpected person was waiting for me.

    Goat beard.

    Eyes filled with greed.

    It was Baron Borde.

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    “Roy.”

    “Uncle.”

    Chris lowered his head and smirked.

    ‘This body must have gone crazy after hearing the news that Roy had changed.’

    Just like the way you showed it to the butler earlier.

    This behavior of visiting his father was different from Count Roy’s usual behavior, so he was wary.

    “I came to see you for the first time in a while. Is everything okay?”

    “Yes, my uncle does everything for me, so there’s no way something special could happen.”

    “…….”

    “Thanks to you, uncle, I am living very comfortably.”

    Words with bones.

    Baron Borde’s face hardened for a moment.

    “Haha, I think there’s some misunderstanding. My brother’s health is not good, so I have no choice but to suffer in his place. When you grow up, this will all be your responsibility.”

    Chris smiled back at her awkward laugh.

    “I see. I have something to discuss with you, uncle. I heard a strange story a while ago.”

    “What are you talking about?”

    “It’s said that someone in our country is in collusion with the Dark Maga.”

    “!!”

    Baron Borde’s expression hardened for a moment as he was suddenly stabbed by the dagger.

    “What, what does that mean?”

    “Yesterday, while I was drinking, an unidentified person secretly contacted me. He said that he was a demon from the Dark Maga, and that someone in our country was in collusion with a demon from the Dark Maga.”

    “Wh, what nonsense are you talking about?”

    “I thought so too, but he even brought this seal to prove that it wasn’t a lie.”

    Chris pretended to look around, then took out a piece of paper.

    -Appointment letter for the Black Knights.

    -Marian, Commander of the Black Knights.

    Along with these contents, there was a black moon-shaped seal stamped on it.

    It was a temporary appointment letter that Marian had roughly scribbled down as she sent Chris off.

    “This seal. No matter how I look at it, it seems to be the symbol of the Dark Shadow Knights of the Dark Maga. Since the seal is imbued with the Dark Maga’s unique magic, it can’t be forged.”

    “…….”

    “As far as I know, the Black Knights are like an inspection unit… I don’t think they’d talk about a place like that without a mine. Hmm.”

    The face of Baron Bordet, turning pale.

    Chris said naturally.

    “Still, that would be nonsense, right?”

    “That, that’s right, that’s right! Or, he’s trying to instigate our internal strife! You must never be fooled!”

    “Yes, I think so too. I will leave everything to you, uncle, so please investigate carefully. If there is any informant.”

    Chris raised the corners of his mouth.

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    Manners, a smile that gives the viewer the creeps.

    “Because you’re going to have to pay a price.”

    “!!”

    Why is that?

    It’s clearly the face of my nephew who is being looked down on, but what’s so creepy about it?

    Baron Borde returned to his study and slammed the Quaang table down.

    “What the heck?! What the heck?! You clearly said you’d keep it a secret! But why did the Black Knights notice?!”

    What I saw earlier was indeed the seal of the Black Knights.

    As my nephew said, it was difficult to see it as a forgery because it had traces of the dark magic unique to the Dark Maga.

    The Dark Maga side really noticed the collusion.

    ‘No! If this gets out, those who oppose me won’t stay still!’

    Baron Borde had not yet fully taken control of the county.

    There were opponents.

    Baron Borde bit his lip nervously.

    ‘There is only one way. I must become the complete master of the Baekguk as soon as possible. Only then can I cover up this incident.’

    The problem was Count Roy.

    As long as Roy, the rightful heir, lived, Baron Borde could not become master of the county.

    Had to kill.

    ‘I originally planned to deal with it after I completely took control of the country, but I need to hurry.’

    Baron Borde gritted his teeth as he recalled the eerie look in his nephew’s eyes that he had just seen.

    ‘I’ll make an opportunity somehow…’

    I was thinking about it.

    Suddenly a piercing scream was heard.

    “Oh, this is serious, Baron!!!”

    “What’s going on?!”

    “That, that…!!”

    Baron Borde was seized by an unknown ominous feeling.

    “Your Majesty the Count has passed away!!!”

    Bam.

    The pen that Baron Borde was holding fell down.

    “…What? Say it again.”

    I asked back, as if I couldn’t believe it.

    “His Excellency the Count of Brussels has passed away!”

    “!!”

    The sudden death of the count.

    And when Baron Borde realized the meaning, his face turned as pale as a corpse.

    It meant that Count Roy would inherit the title and become the new ruler of the county.

    * ? ?* ? ?*

    ‘That’s a lie.’

    Chris whistled inwardly.

    In fact, Count Bursen did not die.

    But the reason this commotion happened was because of Chris’s tricks.

    ‘I used the famous Yiseon family’s elixir, Gihwandan.’

    It was a leap forward in treating critically ill patients.

    The problem is that this drug puts patients in a kind of death-like state.

    The idea was to first stop all bodily functions and then induce dramatic recovery.

    Life support, such as breathing and nutrition, is replaced by the magical energy contained in the potion.

    ‘He’s in pretty bad shape, so it’ll probably take at least a week to wake up.’

    That amount of time was enough.

    To bring about the downfall of Baron Borde.

    When I opened the door and went out, there stood the white-complexioned Baron Borde.

    “Ro, Roy.”

    “Uncle.”

    Chris said blankly.

    “I think the honorific title used to address me is incorrect.”

    “!!”

    “I know you’ve been speaking comfortably up until now, but I think you’d better be careful from now on, since I’m going to inherit the title soon.”

    It was a story about raising one’s voice.

    Baron Borde lowered his head with a red face.

    “I will keep that in mind.”

    “Please gather everyone together immediately. I have something urgent to discuss.”

    Soon everyone gathered in the conference room.

    Chris sat at the very top.

    Originally the seat of the count.

    Until recently, this seat was occupied by Baron Borde.

    Some of the vassals looked surprised at the natural majesty of the position, as if it had been theirs from the beginning.

    “Is everyone here?”

    “Those who are advancing towards Dark Maga, including the Press Lord, are still there. I have delivered the news, so they will return within a few days.”

    Chris nodded.

    The two armies were on the verge of shedding blood, but this incident prevented a clash.

    “I think you all have heard the news. From now on, I, Roy, will shed the wrong image I have shown so far and change. For my late father and my country.”

    Reactions were mixed.

    Those who followed Baron Borde had puzzled expressions on their faces.

    Conversely, the Baron Borde’s opponents were delighted with the Count’s change of heart.

    “Then, Count So. How about the funeral?”

    “We will postpone the funeral.”

    “Huh? What is that?”

    “I can’t hold a funeral first when I haven’t even found the person who killed my father.”

    “!!”

    The vassals were agitated.

    “What do you mean? Enemy? What do you mean?”

    “That’s right. My father didn’t die from an illness. It was because of a curse.”

    “!!”

    “Look here.”

    Chris pulled out a long stick.

    It was a magical tool with a magic stone embedded in it.

    “This is a curse identification tool that I obtained with great difficulty. It is a rare item handcrafted by the High Master of the Magic Tower, and its accuracy is incomparable to that of other common identification tools.”

    Susanno Hogu Ruina stole it… no, she sponsored it.

    “I tested the magic tool against my father’s blood and the curse was confirmed. If you don’t believe me, you can check again.”

    “That, that kind of thing!”

    The conference room was turned upside down.

    If the Count had died from a curse, it was not a problem that could be overlooked.

    “That’s not all. As I previously told my uncle, Baron Bord, the Dark Maga secretly relayed news to me. They said that there is someone in our county who is in collusion with some of the Dark Maga’s minions.”

    “Of course, I don’t want to believe that there is such a terrible traitor in our country. However, looking at the image of my father who died from the curse, one eerie suspicion comes to mind.”

    Chris looked around at the people who had gone by.

    Then, he opened his mouth while looking straight at Baron Borde.

    “!!”

    “I wonder if someone is in collusion with the Dark Maga’s minions and has put a curse on my father.”

    “!!”

    “I, Roy, swear to heaven that I will find the culprit and make him pay.”

    The meeting ended in shock and amazement.

    And the last moment.

    Chris glanced at Baron Borde’s face and smiled.

    Bloodshot eyes.

    He looked like he had lost his senses due to anxiety and nervousness.

    I’m trapped.

    * ? ?* ? ?*

    From then on, Chris focused on driving Baron Borde mad.

    He ordered a re-investigation of the human sacrifice incident and a major investigation of those who were patrolling the border.

    As a Baron Borde with a dirty mind, this must be a very draining experience.

    When Baron Borde’s impatience reached its peak.

    Chris threw his last noose.

    “I will have to ask the court for help, Uncle.”

    “!!”

    “If you are Princess Olivia, the descendant of the great star and the saint of the kingdom of the Holy Blood, you will be able to reveal the truth.”

    “That, that kind of….”

    Baron Borde’s face became as pale as a corpse.

    Princess Olivia, the next Pope of the Law Kingdom, was the greatest ‘spiritualist’ of her time and could really uncover the truth.

    “I will go to the court myself.”

    At that moment, Baron Borde opened his eyes wide.

    “Are you talking directly?”

    “Yes, the Law Courts are the spiritual pillars of our Gold Cross, so we can’t just send anyone. I don’t want to make a fuss, so we’ll go quietly with a small group, so just let my uncle know.”

    directly.

    Only a small number of people.

    Baron Borde’s heart pounded as he heard Chris’s words.

    Baron Borde’s eyes turned bloodshot.

    Fiercely.

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