I Became the Genius Bastard of a Noble Dark Clan – 108

Chapter 108

Episode 108

I used defensive black magic, but it was useless.

Wow!

It shattered like glass, and the darkness of destruction pierced Count Liberi’s heart.

Count Liberi with a large hole in his chest.

“You won, bro?”

Although Tern spoke with a bright face, the expressions of Chris and Count Kazar began to harden.

“Brother, Father? Why are you like that?”

“fu*k. No way?”

“It seems right.”

The two exchange meaningless questions and answers.

Count Khazar shouted urgently.

“Christian, Tern!! Both of you, run away!”

“Yes, but?”

“Come on! Christian, you take Tern!! I’ll hold it, come on!”

That moment.

Hururuk.

An ashen fog gathered over Count Liberi’s body. His hollow chest.

An ominous light burst out from the fog that had gathered like a cloud, and then.

Count Liberi has recovered completely.

“!!”

Incredible article.

Chris swallowed a curse as he realized what had happened.

‘fu*k.’

It was the 7-star cursed black magic, ‘Immortal’.

Count Liberi was able to manifest the power of a 7-star, ruler, ‘Dominant’ class through the music box.

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“…….”

A heavy silence fell over the room.

‘The worst case scenario.’

Just as there is a world of difference between 4 stars and 5 stars, 5 stars and 6 stars, the same is true for 7 stars.

5 stars embody the will as ‘strong energy’.

The 6th star manifests the power to reach the limits of the law through will.

The 7-star ‘Dominant’ class becomes the master of the law.

So, it becomes possible to manifest ‘miracles’ that play with the law, like ‘immortality’.

Count Liberi caressed his fully recovered chest and spoke in a leisurely voice.

“Wow, Count Kazar. I have heard of your greatness, but I didn’t know it was to this extent. If it weren’t for the music box, I would have been no match for you.”

“…How can one manifest powers that transcend boundaries?”

Count Khazar asked coolly.

“Even if it’s the music box of gluttony, I don’t think it has that much effect?”

“Hmm, you seem to have misunderstood something about the Music Box of Gluttony. Well, you’re not the only one.”

Count Liberi laughed heartily.

“The power of the Music Box of Gluttony is not limited to merely assisting the abilities of the sorcerer. If enough sacrifices are made, it will allow the sorcerer to overcome his limitations.”

“!!”

Count Khazar gritted his teeth as he understood the meaning of the words.

“…How many people have you offered up so far?”

“Well, a lot?”

Count Liberi smiled bitterly.

“What difference does it make if I kill a few worthless, lowly beings who are still alive? They too will feel infinite honor at having been used as nutrients for a great power.”

“…You fu*king bastard. Shut up.”

“Ha ha, as expected, he is noble. This is the problem with our Dark Maga. They can’t tolerate mere human sacrifice, so they seal away such a great relic. In that sense, Prince Ashid is the one who is most suitable for the new Dark Maga.”

Count Kazar trembled with rage.

But things weren’t going well.

As long as Count Ribery unleashed his seven-star power, there was no chance of them winning.

“Then, let us finish. All three of you will be offered as sacrifices to Prince Ashed, so consider it an honor.”

Count Liberi began to recite the spell, and the music box began to play its eerie tune again.

The surroundings of Count Ribery are dyed ashen with him.

“Rest calls to you. Come, Death!”

“!!”

The faces of the group turned pale.

The 7-star transfer black magic was ‘Death’.

A ‘transcendent’ curse that literally forces death through words.

The command to die has descended upon them.

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At that time, a mountain overlooking the County of Liberi.

Two young boys and a girl were having an incomprehensible conversation.

“What are you going to do?”

“…….”

“Will you intervene, my lord?”

house owner!

The boy’s true identity was the avatar of Nogaju Nordian.

The Norse use avatars in this way when their physical bodies become extremely aged and they have to go outside.

The identity of the girl next door is Marian.

She changed her appearance using illusions. As a member of the Inspectorate, she often had to move secretly, so she was used to using illusions to hide her identity.

“…Things don’t look good.”

Marian looked away.

The situation inside the mansion was reflected in the air.

Count Liberi using the power of the music box to cast the 7-star transfer curse.

Since you have broken the family taboo, it is only right that you be punished.

‘The lord of the house never interferes in the affairs of the family. No, he cannot.’

[Can’t.]

It was a meaningful statement.

The ostensible reason why the Norse do not interfere in the family’s affairs is because they have left everything to the Marquis of Langham.

But Marian knows.

Why did the Norse have to make that choice?

Nordian had circumstances that prevented him from getting involved in family affairs.

A secret known only to Marian and Simon.

‘Even so, the reason you came all the way here must be because of that kid, Christian.’

Nordian never said it was because of that, but it was definitely because of Christian.

If Christian hadn’t been among those in danger, Nordian wouldn’t have even considered stepping forward.

Of course, Count Kazar was Nordian’s beloved son, but he would have left him to die.

Because it would be better to let her beloved son die than to pay the ‘price’ that the Norse had to pay for interfering in the family’s affairs.

“…….”

The situation inside the mansion changed abruptly.

A state of imminent danger.

Now that the seven-star curse has been placed on them, none of them can escape death.

The Norseman’s gaze sank low.

‘Are you going to come forward?’

Marian swallowed hard.

It was the first time since the Norse declared their retreat.

however.

The Norse’s momentum suddenly dissipated.

“Your Majesty?”

“…That crazy guy? What kind of crazy guy is that?”

A bewildered face, not typical of a Norse.

Marian, who was watching the video inside the mansion following Nordian, had the same expression on her face.

In a desperate situation.

Christian started doing ‘crazy’ things.

Unimaginable.

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The moment when the 7-star transfer curse ‘Death’ descends.

Something unexpected happened.

“Evil, twist!”

Phew!

Count Kazar used black magic to absorb all the ‘death’ curses into his body.

Thanks to that, Christian and Terne were able to stay safe.

“Coolook!”

“father!?!”

Count Kazar’s face suddenly turned pale and he started spitting out blood.

He shouted at Christian in a trembling voice.

“Christian, run away!!”

“!!”

“The path is blocked, but with your abilities, you should be able to get through it somehow! I’m fine, so grab Tern and run away quickly!!”

He sacrifices himself to save Christian and Tern.

Chris clenched his fist.

‘fu*k. What should I do?’

Even for Chris, it is reckless to stand before an opponent who uses a 7-star curse.

As Count Qajar said, it would have been wise for Christian and Terne to run away.

but.

– You are my son.

The injustice Count Khazar had shown himself suddenly came to mind.

That wasn’t all.

“Run away, brother.”

Terne grabbed Christian’s shoulder.

“It’s impossible for me to escape alive with my skills. I’ll try to hold out for a few seconds, so at least save your brother.”

Count Kazar and Tern are trying to save themselves somehow.

Why is that?

Chris let out a laugh.

okay.

It was so funny.

Their appearance is like that.

How can you be so stupid?!

Chris was busy gritting his teeth.

“Don’t make me laugh.”

“what?”

“I’m telling you not to make me laugh, neither you nor your father. I won’t run away.”

“Christian. You!”

“older brother!”

Chris shook his head.

Instead, he turned his gaze towards Count Ribery.

“I’m going to kill that son of a bitch and make sure none of us die.”

“!!”

“There is a way, trust me.”

okay.

The moment when traces of a suspicious curse were discovered in the County of Bursen.

Chris has prepared a countermeasure.

How to deal with this situation.

‘The problem is, I’m not sure if it will work.’

But I had to do it somehow.

“Father, please hold on for a little while. It doesn’t have to be long. Just a minute or two. Just hold on for that long.”

Count Khazar gritted his teeth.

He raised his magic resistance with his full power.

The ‘death’ curse that unfolds at 7 stars can be endured to some extent, unlike the ‘absolute death’ curse of 8 stars.

Chris also spoke to Tern.

“Your role is important too. Listen to me carefully.”

Chris whispered quickly.

“older brother?”

“You must do exactly as I say.”

Tern made a puzzled face, but then nodded firmly.

Chris didn’t notice, but Tern had long trusted his brother completely.

Meanwhile, Count Liberi laughed at Chris’s behavior.

“I don’t know what you’re up to, but even if you struggle… huh?”

Count Ribery let out a dumbfounded voice as he watched Christian’s actions.

A bewildered face.

It was the same for others.

Even Count Khazar had a blank expression on his face, forgetting the approaching death.

It was natural.

Christian took out a small stringed instrument, a violin, from his luggage.

I thought everyone was seeing things wrong, but they weren’t.

The violin was right.

It wasn’t a relic or artifact in the form of a musical instrument.

A pure instrument.

It doesn’t fit the current situation at all.

“You’re crazy. Why are you suddenly playing an instrument? Are you going to play a requiem to commemorate your death?”

“okay.”

“what?”

“I think it’s right to play the Requiem.”

Count Liberi made a face of absurdity.

But Chris was sincere.

However, the purpose was different.

Chris glanced at the corpses hanging from the ceiling.

“So many people died unjustly, so they need someone to comfort them.”

“!!”

“My performance is a requiem for them.”

Against a horrific backdrop.

A clear sound began to resonate.

It’s the same requiem, but the tone is completely different from that of a music box.

Chris was also active as a musician at one time.

As such, his playing skills were beyond words. His playing skills were of the highest caliber, surpassing even those of a virtuoso.

A warm, beautiful, and at the same time sad sound filled the room.

The people in the room looked dumbfounded for a moment as their hearts ached.

But at this moment, there were some people who were the most moved.

That’s right, the dead.

To be exact, they were their ghosts.

Why is Chris playing like this out of nowhere?

‘I have to make those spirits move as I wish.’

Now, the reason Count Liberi can manifest powers beyond his limits is because he made a human sacrifice to the relic.

But what if you could move the spirits?

So what if something goes wrong with the ‘sacrifice’ offered to the music box?

Count Liberi will lose his power.

‘The problem is that moving a vengeful spirit is not an easy task.’

Count Liberi raised the corners of his mouth as if he had noticed Chris’s intentions.

“You’re foolish. Do you think you can move the spirits with just a little music? That’s impossible unless you’re a shaman from the Alliance.”