Night of the Soulless Heathens – 200



#200. Traitor of the Clan 2

When the wealthy kingdom of Btuma was taken over who would eat its core businesses was of the utmost concern. Even before the hunt was even successful the price of furs was calculated but these young messengers were brimming with confidence.

“Sugar plantations and gold mines are the source of Btuma’s wealth. Our Aman wants to eat the sugar plantations.”

At Khaldun’s words Midiam shook his head.

“Isn’t it too hasty to feel like you’ve already won? There are guards here called the Golden King’s Crows. Perhaps they’re our clan members who will stop you.”

“Ah. Those traitors from that clan? They were either servants or fools who barely managed to occupy the lowest positions among the messengers. They won’t become enemies of us the real messengers.”

“We are not real messengers either. We are just the children of rich families who were lucky enough to fill the empty positions of those who left their clan in sympathy with Arael.”

In the past Medium had been overconfident in her own abilities. But now she was being overly humble.

“Does that include you who are of the Etar bloodline?”

“That’s right. It’s true. My body hasn’t fully grown yet. Maybe later but right now it’s not enough.”

When Midiam Etar readily admitted his own shortcomings Khaldun clicked his tongue.

“Well? I think I’m no less than the adult messengers. Watch carefully.”

Haldun hung a Cheonggangjeon in the Wolgak Palace.

A Bthuma commander is seen wearing ornate armor and riding a war elephant attacking the Nagas with a giant crossbow.

Nagadeul was helpless before the Btuma army.

If you approach war elephants will trample you. If you stay far away arrows will fly from giant crossbows and if you are hit by a large bolt like a spear even the Naga will be torn apart.

The Nagas tried to fire small arrows from a distance but they were useless as they were caught by the bamboo armor wrapped around the elephant’s body and the armor worn by the commander.

Even if you use something like a curse spell the amulet cast by the blood wizard will absorb the magic instead. The amulet created by the blood wizard absorbs surrounding magic and neutralizes magical attacks.

Haldun fired an arrow at the commander of the Bthuma army. The blue-tipped arrow flew along the blue trajectory and penetrated deep into the commander’s armor.

The armor that had been able to deflect all the arrows of the Nagas was easily pierced as if it were a sheet of paper when hit by an arrow from the Jeonryung clan especially one from Cheonggangjeon.

The soldiers were shocked when the commander who had been slaughtering the Nagas with great skill screamed and fell down.

Everyone tried to find the direction the arrow had come from but there was no way to find out. Haldun had bent the arrow so that it was almost at a right angle. The soldiers just looked at the wrong place and shouted.

“Hahaha. Look at that.”

Haldun looked back at Midiam smiling cheerfully.

“How is it? Those guys can easily subdue that immobile guy?”

But Medium didn’t look very happy.

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“Then let’s move. Our goal is to summon the crows and disperse the King’s guards as much as possible. If we stay here too long we will definitely encounter the crows.”

“I’m not afraid of the Golden King’s crow. It’s a good thing. I’ll call it out and catch it.”

“I guess you shouldn’t be so overconfident?”

Medium felt embarrassed at the sight of Khaldun’s confident appearance.

‘This must have been how Azadin felt when he saw me in the past.’

It was a truly foolish and pitiful sight.

“Let’s move. Our mission is to keep moving and causing chaos. Catching the crows comes later.”

When Ismail who was assisting Midiam stepped forward and spoke Khaldun glared at Ismail.

“What? Don’t you know where to get involved as a servant? We’re talking aren’t we?”

“But even in the meantime the crow will come.”

“That’s why! I’m not afraid of crows!”

As Khaldun was shouting like that a figure suddenly appeared on the roof next to them.

“What is it? Why is it so noisy?”

To everyone’s surprise Azadin had landed on the roof.

“Azadin?!”

Midiam was delighted to see him but Ismail coldly blocked Midiam’s path.

“Midiam and Ismail? I thought you were far away but you’re in Bthuma.”

“Have you received the orders?”

“What orders?”

“All the heralds will gather in Btuma to overthrow Manja-Zadek the false king of Btuma and take the throne of Btuma.”

“…No. Why didn’t I hear it? It didn’t seem like the order was conveyed in the Emperor’s voice.”

Azadin is an outcast among the heralds. If he does not deliver his orders through the Emperor’s voice he must receive them through his servants’ network of contacts such as the Korasaar Peddler’s Guild or the Btuma Peddler’s Guild…

The entire clan was rejecting Azadin who had a close relationship with Arael. Even Aldis’ promotion of Azadin to the second rank could not stop the clan’s rejection.

Rather such a reckless promotion that showed Aldis’ favoritism only increased the hostility of others.

“The Emperor’s voice opposed this operation. So I sent the order through a separate communication network. But isn’t it fortunate that the order has been heard now?”

Ismail spoke nonchalantly even though he knew the situation well.

“Oh right. Are you Azadin from Muan? I’ve heard rumors that you’re a very wealthy man but you don’t stutter.”

Khaldun muttered to Azadin.

“I am Khaldun of the Aman clan. Azadin. I will grant you the honor of cooperating with me. Let us hunt the Golden King’s crows together. Then I will arrange a good position for you later.”

“What kind of good seat is it?”

“Well wouldn’t a small sugarcane farm in Btuma be enough for you? I guess I’ll just take care of it myself.”

Khaldun who is still young and has just become a messenger to fill the vacancy treats Azadin like his servant.

On the other hand Medium watched Azadin’s expression as if he was sitting on a bed of thorns.

Judging by Azadin’s attitude there’s no way he didn’t know that the Heralds had attacked Bthuma. And given his personality he probably wouldn’t be happy about it.

It is unlikely that he would condone an act of raiding a city without any justification for their own gain and causing many casualties.

“If the Golden King is overthrown who will sit on his throne? Aldis sat in Korasar and who will sit in Bthuma?”

“Perhaps it is the leader Hatir? Did you know? He is actually the legitimate son of the Emperor and Lady Harkonia? If he the legitimate son of the Yaegas royal family takes the throne the Emperor will return and we will once again become the Emperor’s messengers.”

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Haldun shrugged.

“Even a half-baked bastard like you will regain the glorious position of the Emperor’s messenger.”

“Then the leader must be here.”

Although Khaldun only believed in his own family and ignored his position as the second-in-command Azadin was grateful to him for answering every question he asked.

On the other hand Medium noticed Azadin’s feelings and gradually increased the distance between them.

“Azadin. What are you going to do?”

“The answer is clear. The Golden King Manza-Zadek did not commit enough tyranny to be dethroned. The Emperor’s voice cannot accept the idea of ​​killing people to overthrow him and seize the throne. No….”

Azadin smiled bitterly.

“I can’t understand it.”

“what?”

Only then did Haldun realize that Azadin did not want to participate in the operation and that he had come to stop them. But even so wasn’t he Azadin of Muan?

“Ha… Is this guy crazy? No no that’s good. Give up the position of Second Commander. Azadin.”

“Does that mean you’re going to challenge me to a duel?”

When Azadin asked Khaldun laughed.

“What do you mean by dueling a traitor to your clan! Hey!”

When Khaldun gestured to his servants they all fired arrows at Azadin. However Azadin swung his cloak to block the arrows’ path and struck the cloak with a blow.

The flying arrow lost its power with a shock wave that was scattered along with a sound like a drum exploding.

Some of the arrows were even enchanted but when the magic lost its power and they became ordinary arrows they were caught up in the cloak that Azadin was wielding.

At the same time Azadin jumped out and aimed for Haldun first.

-Exactly!

Azadin snapped his middle finger and struck Khaldun between the eyebrows. It was a slap that children would use when playing pranks but… the result was surprising.

The flesh between his eyebrows was torn and a large amount of blood gushed out staining Haldun’s face with blood.

“Kwaaak!”

“master!”

The servants rushed at him with their swords drawn but Azadin swung his sword faster.

The sword made of Azure Steel danced and easily shattered the servants’ weapons.

“Huh!”

“this!”

And then Grimslow’s club flew towards them. The club which danced and flew by itself struck the heads and chests of the servants and knocked them down.

But as Grimslow flew away one hand suddenly grabbed the handle of his club.

It was Ismail.

“Azadin. Would you betray your clan for the sake of the people of Hybris?”

“It was the Senate that betrayed the clan in the first place. The curse of service was not placed by the Emperor. It was placed by the Senate.”

Azadin took Khaldun hostage and turned around to prevent his servants from acting rashly.

-Kwarrrrung!

Thunder rumbled in the wind and rain.

“On what basis do you say such nonsense? Isn’t it the Emperor who has placed the curse on you?”

“The Emperor’s voice has personally acknowledged it. It was Harconia who murdered the Emperor and the curse of service was put in place by the Senate to control us.”

The rain was getting heavier. Under the rain Ismail was glaring at Azadin while holding Grimsloun’s club with only one hand.

“What does that matter? Our clan’s long-cherished wish will soon be fulfilled. Once we take the throne no one will dare to look down on us.”

“It is nothing but an ambition to trample on the innocent.”

“They are not innocent! They have ignored and insulted us all this time! They are not our people!”

“But Harconia killed the emperor she loved to save them. She was not the only one. Our emperor’s herald risked his life for the people of Hybris. Now if she doesn’t care about their lives that would be corruption.”

“So what? What’s wrong with wanting power? Why shouldn’t we have it?”

Ismail was indignant. But was his anger directed at Azadin?

Azadin spoke to Ismail who was unable to control his feelings.

“First of all it is obviously wrong to kill innocent people and make them suffer. Secondly… even if the clan rules over everything it cannot have servants or persecuted people. Do you think you Ismail can have that power right now?”

“….”

“Thirdly the Age of Jupiter is coming. The King’s Church is losing its power and if we protect the people during this time of tribulation they will no longer be able to reject us.”

“that….”

“This is the right way. We are strong enough to command the respect of the people of Hybris! That is why the Senate has bound us with the curse of service because they fear that if we earn the respect we deserve they will not achieve what they want!”

“….”

“This is what the Senate wants! Invasion! This is what they wanted to do which is why they have kept us in bondage. Do not justify this atrocity with your hatred for the Hybris people!”

“shit.”

Ismail regretted his actions of listening to Azadin. He could have just fought instead of saying anything. He himself was skeptical about what his clan was doing.

“Your tongue still rolls well Azadin. I hate the way you make me shiver.”

“Is that so? I like you.”

“….”

Ismail released his grip on the club without saying a word.