Academy’s Genius Swordmaster - Chapter 46

[ 46. Erosion (2) ]

#46

Ronan said. His eyes were fixed on Dolan.

“Duke.”

“hmm?”

“Have you ever heard of the coming of a star?”

“The coming of the stars…?”

The Duke tilted his head. Surprisingly, Dolan’s expression did not change.

However, the mana rising over his shoulder was letting him know that he was agitated.

Whatever it was, it seemed clear that it had something to do with Nebula Klazier. Ronan continued.

“Anyway, it’s a story that will soon spread throughout the empire, so I’ll just tell you. First of all, the arrival of the stars is the day when the end comes down from the sky one day. The one who destroyed Gran Cappadocia was an organization called Nebula Klazier.”

“Nebula Clazie…?”

“yes. It is a group of retards who believe in the nonsense that even a three-year-old child would be ashamed of. The problem is that he is a violent retard, so he keeps committing crimes.”

Ronan spoke appropriately of his own experiences and the information he had heard from Inquisitor Karaka. From controlling cave giants with evil magic to the fact that they were behind big events that we thought were accidents.

“That’s…”

As the story progressed, the Duke’s face hardened seriously. It seemed that he couldn’t believe that the head of Grancia himself hadn’t noticed such a huge secret. he asked in a suspicious voice.

“How did you find out all that? I heard that the arrest was made after the former swordsman intervened, but was there any torture before that?”

“Oh, I heard you.”

Ronan laughed and covered his mouth. Of course, most of the information was obtained by Karaka, but there was no need to reveal that he had been to Rodolan. He opened his mouth, squinting at Dolan.

“yes. I made myself spit it out.”

At that moment, the eyes of the two met. In Dolan’s grave-looking eyes, a fierce murder was stirring.

got caught Ronan continued the story.

“They were both absurdly dishonest. Like all villains, those bastards were severe. Did you say that you cut off your limbs?”

Asher and Marya’s faces turned white. It was a story I had never heard before. Ronan deliberately exaggerated the story. He interrogated Karaka as if he had done it himself.

“Well, that’s why I knew that elves value ears. I didn’t even bring a knife, but he struggled while peeing? It was so ugly…”

“Stop. That’s enough. An official letter will come from Rodolan anyway, so I want to talk about something else.”

The Duke raised his hand and cut off Ronan’s words. Ronan smiled and nodded. The duke, who had been touching his chin, let out a saliva.

“I’ve felt since I heard that you killed so many cave giants by yourself… but you’re far from ordinary.”

“Old Doron and his apprentice were friends. I was very angry.”

“It’s not that I don’t understand how you feel, but… hmm? What’s wrong with Dolan?”

“yes? Oh no Duke.”

“Mana is rough. If you are tired, take a break and come.”

The first look of bewilderment was on Dolan’s face. The knight who came with him was also looking at Dolan curiously. Dolan politely declined the duke’s offer.

“no. That’s really fine. Duke.”

He desperately tried to pull it off, but Dolan’s mana was now so ferocious that others could feel it. Without fail, with tick ticking sparkles.

‘Looking at the reaction, they must have been quite close.’

Ronan did not directly address Dolan. There’s no reliability of the information yet, and it’s over if Dolan grabs it and throws it away.

If he behaved recklessly, Ronan could have been suspected. As a suspicious fellow who doubts loyal knights. At that time, the Duke, who took out his pocket watch and checked it, let out a drool.

“hmm. It’s already time. I’ll just give you my prize and go.”

“yes? Didn’t you just give it to me?”

“It was just conveying what Master Doron had given him. Did you really think that was Grancia’s reward?”

The Duke frowned. It looked like he was talking nonsense.

Come to think of it, one of the three boxes brought by the knights was placed in front of the Duke. When the duke opened the box, a brilliant light leaked out.

The eyes of the three people who saw the contents widened as if they would pop out. It was Marja who showed the most explosive reaction.

“This is…!”

“You know? Well, since you’re a merchant, it must be strange that you don’t know.”

The box contained nine metal plaques that gleamed in platinum. On the front of the plaque was engraved a figure of a knight stepping on a dragon.

The billboard of the Grancia family. A one-time free voucher that can be used virtually throughout the Imperial Territories. It was a more familiar item to Ronan, who had already used it once.

“Receive.”

The duke handed out three checkbooks to each person. Asher and Marya’s hands trembled as they accepted the cards.

“Can I really accept this…?”

“Considering what you all saved that day, even one hundred is not enough. It is awarded in consultation with the vassals, so use it at your own discretion when necessary.”

Ronan also smiled and accepted the billboard. I thought I’d never have to touch Schlieffen again unless his dementia relapsed, but I never thought I’d get it again this soon.

But the important thing now was not the billboards. It was a car in which the duke, who had delivered the reward, was preparing to return. Suddenly, Ronan got up from his seat and started rummaging through the drawers under the desk.

“hmm? what?”

“Ah, there was something I wanted to show the Duke, but wait a minute… Oh, I found it.”

Ronan took out a notebook and held it. And quickly began to leaf through the pages. There was something written on the front and back of the inside sheet. The duke asked with interest.

“What is it?”

“I wrote down the information I found out through torture. I thought it would help the investigation, even if it was weak… I thought I’d show it to the Duke first…”

Of course, it was an ugly lie. The identity of the notebook was a scribble pad that Ronan usually uses.

With a serious expression on his face, Ronan reviewed trivial information, such as a picture of Sheeta breathing fire or how to make tea from Lucy. Eventually, Ronan shook his head as he closed the notebook.

“I can’t even write. It’s so messy. I’ll just sort it out by tomorrow and send it by mail.”

“It’s bland.”

“You will change your mind once you see it. There was quite a lot of interesting information among the information culled from the screams. Like…”

Dolan’s eyes were openly fixed on Ronan’s scribbles. Ronan, who was deliberately dragging his horse, smirked.

“Something like information about the existence of Ahayute.”

At that moment, Dolan’s eyes widened. For an instant, I could see sparkling mana pulsating as if boiling. Ronan put the note in the exact same spot. The Duke tilted his head.

“Ahayute? What a strange name.”

“I agree. That’s a name you would give to a monkey with hemorrhoids.”

Dolan gritted it. After that conversation, the Duke of Grancia left. He thanked him for saving Gran Cappadocia one more time before leaving the room.

“Then I’ll go and see. I look forward to your progress.”

“See you again, Duke.”

Ronan let out a sigh as the door closed. All that could be done was done. All that was left was for things to come true as envisioned. Asher and Marya, who were dumbfounded, approached Ronan.

“Ro Ronan… I don’t know what the situation is…”

“Hey, what are you talking about torture? Did you kill people?”

They were dumbfounded by the story of the secret organization that they had never heard of since they had met the Duke of Grancia from early morning.

“Hmm…”

Ronan groaned as he touched his chin. Asher and Marja. They will be with us until the end anyway, so it was necessary to tell them the truth someday, but I thought it was still too early to intervene in today’s events.

‘A man named Dolan must have said that the auror blossomed.’

Having made a decision, Ronan stood up. The most important thing now was to secure evidence that could not be subtracted. He calmed down Asher and Marja and sent them back, then left the room.

Ronan’s destination was the top floor of Navarredo’s coffin. Wandering through the wide corridor, he stopped in front of a particularly ornate door. It wasn’t long after a rough knock on the door, that today’s familiar waiting list appeared.

****

That night.

Dark clouds covered the sky. The full moon that had risen behind the clouds gave off a feeble light like a candle behind a curtain. The guards watching the watchtower at the castle tower were making a bet on the subject of whether or not the moon would appear before sunrise.

– Hung!

At that time, a shadow crossed the walls of Phileon. The shadow quickly passed the janitors and headed straight into the depths of the site. There was no sound from the steps of the shadow that hid its presence.

“……”

The shadow finally reached its destination and raised its head. The coffin of Navardo, immersed in the shade of the night, gave off an eerie atmosphere, just like a vampire’s old castle.

The shadow moved to the side of the building and started counting the floors with a wink. Fortunately, the light was not on in the room he had chosen as his destination. The shadow that leaped at once landed lightly on the balcony of a room on the third floor.

There were no curtains on the windows. In the clear view of the room, I could see all kinds of luxurious furniture and the back of a boy who was sleeping with a blanket over his head. The shadow, rummaging through the clothes, pulled out a piece of parchment with a geometric pattern on it and attached it to the window.

-Shuaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa intervals…

seconds later, the huge window began to melt as if it were ice; The shadows entered the room before the windows melted completely. The boy was still asleep.

“Puuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu …

The shadow opened the drawer under the desk with as little presence as possible. As I pulled out the second compartment from the top, I saw a tattered notebook. aww There was a sound of something breaking in the shadow’s mouth.

The shadow quickly grabbed the notebook and turned to the sleeping boy. In his hand, a sharp dagger was clutched. He approached the boy with his dagger raised.

that buck

that buck

that buck

“……?”

It was the moment the shadow reached the distance of three steps from the boy. Suddenly feeling strange, the shadow hurriedly lifted the blanket. Four thick pillows appeared.

“Cheer up!”

At that moment, the snoring sound rang out again. The shadow then noticed that the sound was coming from above.

The shadow raised its head and could see a dark-haired boy and a red-eyed monster hanging upside down from the chandelier, snoring.

“Creaking… Hehe, I said it, man. He’s coming tonight.”

fault! The dangling boy circled the lot and landed in front of the window. It naturally took the shape of blocking the retreat of the shadow. In his hand was a sword in a form he had never seen before.

said Ronan.

“There are too many reasons to kill me.”

The shadow calmly took the next action. He put his dagger back and put his hand on the hilt of the longsword. Someone else’s voice came from behind.

“Can you explain?”

“……!”

A chilling goose bump ran through his body. It was a familiar voice, heavy and low like the depths of the sea. The shadow’s mouth opened for the first time as it turned its head.

“Why…here…”

“I asked if you could explain.”

A human figure was slowly approaching in the dark. Then the clouds lifted and the moonlight fell into the room. Under the quiet beam of light, a boy with dark blue hair appeared.

“I will ask you one last time.”

In the boy’s hand was a longsword made of mithril. The bluish sword tip aimed at the shadow. Schlieffen Sinivan de Grancia opened his mouth.

“Can you explain the current situation? Dolan.”

“…young master.”

Dolan tugged at the hilt. A white blade appeared in the moonlight. An eerie flicker of mana was rising over Dolan’s shoulder.