Night of the Soulless Heathens – 112



#112. There are too many corrupt nobles 5

Azadin stopped Zibek.

“Okay calm down. I’ve been listening to the story for a while and it seems like that guy’s wife is a cultist and that’s what caused this. If he tells anyone that his wife is a cultist not only will he have to kill her but he’ll also be linked to the investigation so he’s probably keeping it a secret.”

“Ah. Is that why? A cult? Well if it involves family then even Sir Brock couldn’t help it.”

Guillaume Wald clenched his fist.

“Now that we know why let’s help. We don’t know what trick the cultist used to bewitch Lord Brock’s wife but she can still come back. If we can convince her to come back safely….”

“hmm.”

Azadin clicked his tongue when he heard that.

“Are you in your right mind?”

“yes?”

This time everyone in the group looked at Azadin in surprise.

‘Hey wasn’t this guy a boneless idiot?’

Midiam was taken aback by Azadin’s rejection as he thought he was a good-natured man and Ismail was also taken aback.

‘I thought you liked helping people even though you have a habit of mutilating the genitals of those who confront you?’

Everyone was shocked when Azadin opposed the rescue. Still Ismail welcomed Azadin’s choice.

“This time our understanding is aligned. I was worried that you would ask for help without a plan this time too.”

“But didn’t you say that saving people was a beautiful thing?”

Medium was rather curious as to why Azadin refused.

“Okay. I’ll explain this now. Medium. Of course saving people is a beautiful thing. But it’s foolish to just sit back and let it be read and used by others. Do you think it’s vulgar?”

“I don’t really understand the principles.”

Medium still had difficulty understanding Azadin.

‘Sometimes they help you out for free and other times they just pick on you.’

Azadin also knew why she was confused. As a teenage girl she was easily influenced by others. Furthermore it was natural that she was obsessed with the pride and aesthetics of the proud Etar bloodline.

“Medium. I appreciate your understanding of this aesthetic. However those who follow aesthetics should be wary of their aesthetics being used by others and being defiled. In that sense I will tell you why I do not try to help here. First look around you. Are there many refugees?”

“yes.”

“How many horses oxen donkeys and carts are there compared to the people?”

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“Um. A little.”

“That is a significant number of the refugees who came here fled on foot. I don’t know what disaster occurred but it was an environment where they could have fled on foot. Is that okay to think of it?”

“yes.”

“Then it is unlikely that innocent civilians were trapped in the fog. They could have easily escaped on foot.”

“But doesn’t that guy Sir Brock or something have a wife?”

“That man is a vassal who received a fief. That knight and his wife’s family are responsible for the fief. If Lord Brok’s wife is a cultist and helped to create this fog then she is the perpetrator of the people living in the manor not the victim. Sir Guillaumebald is just saying that he should help her because she is his acquaintance. Our help is not cheap.”

“Ah. I see. That’s what you meant. Certainly now is not the time to waste time here. We must go to Lantarik quickly make that man the Count of Lantarik and obtain a clue to the Emperor’s treasury…”

Medium was convinced after hearing Azadin’s explanation. Even Sir Brand who was in the status of a knight of brass agreed.

“It’s only natural if you think about the duties of a knight! If your wife falls into the trap of being a cult member and causes trouble to people you can’t say that it’s the duty of a knight.”

“And above all now is the time to hurry. Well then Sir Guillaumewald let us take a detour.”

That’s when Azadin said that.

“Hmm. You seem to have some ideas. Let’s go.”

Shati urged him on.

“….”

“why?”

Scott grumbled as Shati asked him noticing the gaze pouring down on him.

“You did a good job as a spy with that body.”

“what?”

“Hey. Stop by here. This is where the Nagadeul Southeast branch used to be. This is probably where that Shati woman had to deliver the New King’s Letter when things went wrong in Salasma.”

“Hey you punk! What the hell are you doing!”

“No I was trying to keep a secret. But what can I do if I make myself look suspicious by doing such a sloppy thing? By the way I am an intelligent being so I do not like seeing people being tortured no matter how stupid and stupid they are. I am saying this to avoid the torture.”

If I hadn’t told you Azadin would have tortured you while interrogating you. That’s what Scott was telling Shati.

“No way.”

For some reason Shati was convinced that Azadin would not torture her even though she was Azadin’s prisoner.

“Anyway can we all trust this orc?”

“Tsk your actions have already made me trust you even more. You stupid Naga woman. But fine. I’ll show you the best oath to guarantee my trust here.”

“What is it?”

Azadin asked out of curiosity.

‘If I had asked this kid something like that he’d most likely say something ridiculous and make me lose my temper but I ended up asking him anyway.’

Azadin regretted giving in to his curiosity but he couldn’t help saying what had already come out of his mouth. Indeed…

“This is it.”

Scott held out his thumb and index finger and pretended to press his nose.

“What does that mean?”

“This is the sign that the orcs use to back up their words. If what I say is wrong you can call me a half-human. It’s a sign that says ‘I’m a half-orc.’”

“….”

“Of course you all know that there is absolutely no chance that your lowly human blood would be mixed with the blood of a super genius orc like me.”

“Please be quiet. Why do you have to add insult to injury?”

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“You’re going to hit me? Huh? So you’re saying that violence is the only way to combat my intelligence. There’s no way around it. Humans are so barbaric.”

“Please shut up.”

Azadin silenced Scott and looked at Guillaume Wald.

“Well that’s what happened. Let’s help.”

“What the hell are you all?”

Guillaume Wald asked a question that should have been asked long ago.

“As you can see I am a member of the Herald Clan. This is a knight of the King’s Church and this is an agent of the Naga Empire. This guy is…”

“A genius orc who always does his best for his employer.”

“….”

This really is a strange and bizarre combination.

“Don’t look at me like that. I feel hurt too.”

Azadin said this to Guillaumebald and pointed to the knight named Sir Brok who was standing in a drunken daze in front of the fog.

“Let’s ask the author for guidance.”

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“Oh Sir Brock. I heard the story from the soldiers and other people.”

“Huh? That’s just a rumor.”

“Don’t be like that. Hmm. Uh. What should I say? Um…”

Guillaume Bald was unable to convince Lord Brock and asked Azadin to do it for him. Azadin eventually stepped in his place.

“Have you heard that Count Garnahair went missing in battle?”

“I’ve never heard of it before. But that means….”

“Yes. Sir Guillaumewald is currently the Acting Count. So he is on his way to Lantaric in a hurry to carry out his duties as the Acting Count. However even if he does not go to Lantaric do you agree that Sir Guillaumewald as the Acting Count has the authority to decide all events in Lantaric?”

“….”

‘This kid also knows that Adler or something is the real heir.’

Azadin noticed that Brock’s reaction was lukewarm.

‘Well he is the one who receives the central part of the Emperor’s Way as his fief. The Count must have placed him as someone he can trust so of course there must have been some talk about the succession structure.’

Azadin noticed the situation and coughed in vain.

“We already know that the Count has designated Prince Adler as his successor and has informed some of his vassals. However a major fact has recently been discovered that overturns this.”

“Huh? What is that?”

“Do you know the real reason why your wife became a cult member?”

“…Ugh?!”

“Adler’s lord was in close contact with the cult. Otherwise how could the cult have approached the new high fortress on the Continental Road?”

“?!”

Jibek who had been listening clicked his tongue.

‘I knew Azadin was good at lying but this is….’

It was a shocking story for Brock whose wife had become a cult member and was on the verge of losing everything and being burned at the stake.

“But if you ignore that and take Adler’s side we will take a detour and retreat.”

“Wait a minute. Prince Adler invited the socialites is that it?”

“Oh my.”

Azadin sent out a signal to be careful not to let anyone hear.

“So if the spouse is a cult member the husband will also be interrogated strictly. Even if he survives the interrogation he will end up a wreck with broken ligaments and bones. Do you know that?”

“Ugh…..”

“However our Prince William has always held Lord Brock in high esteem for his honesty. He feels sorry that punishing a sincere and faithful man like Lord Brock simply because he was too busy with state affairs to notice his wife’s corruption is an act of self-destruction that will result in the loss of this talented Lantaric.”

“Then….”

“While we’re investigating and solving this case we can also manipulate the evidence a bit to keep Sir Brock from getting angry. It’s not like we can call it a substitute but…”

“I swear allegiance to you!”

Sir Broc offered his sword to Guillaumebald expressing his support for Guillaumebald as Count of Lantaric.

“Sir Brock…..”

Guillaume Waldt even sheds tears when he sees Sir Brock like that.

‘How much hatred must you have received growing up for someone to be so touched that they stab you in the side and bow to you like this?’

While Azadin was bewildered by the sight of Guillaumebald there was another person whose eyes were reddening: the Brass Knight Sir Brand.

“Ah what a beautiful loyalty these knights have shown.”

“….”

Where is loyalty here? Azadin almost dragged him by the neck. If this is considered the aesthetic of chivalry then even seeing a pig being dragged by a rope to the slaughterhouse would move you to tears of devotion.

“Then Sir Brock please guide us. The fog itself has magical powers so soldiers who are not familiar with magic will be of no use at all. At the very least we should have a force of knights or priests.”

“There aren’t many people like that. I guess I’ll have to jump in myself. But….”

“Don’t worry I won’t divulge any information about any unfortunate incidents that may occur. If you become the vassal of Prince William Bald we are on the same boat. How could I welcome discord in our alliance?”

“….”

Jibek who had been listening burst into laughter. Since when did Azadin start talking about the fact that he was on a ship with Guillaume Baldur?

But was it because of Brand’s tearful and joyful appearance? Brock completely trusted Azadin.