The Heavenly Demon Can’t Live a Normal Life - Chapter 245
Chapter 238 The Predator’s Way (2)
A crack appeared in the servant’s expression.
The twitching mouth tried to say something, but the other servants inside prevented it from coming out.
Meantime.
Roman Dmitry savored the tea.
He ate snacks one by one, which he usually did not touch, and showed no sign of vigilance.
However, no dramatic changes occurred.
The servants quickly cleaned up and went out, and Roman Dmitri, who was drinking the remaining tea, opened the door and felt a presence.
“What the hell is this! You know what’s in it and drink it carelessly like that!”
It was the servant who had just left.
A man named Greg, to be precise, said with an expression stained with bewilderment and anger.
sudden warning.
There was a possibility that he did not trust himself.
However, it was natural for a normal person to be wary of saying that they might have been poisoned regardless of whether they were trusted or not.
But Roman Dmitry drank the tea without hesitation.
He took the risk and told the truth, but the bottomless teacup proved meaningless.
Took.
put the teacup down
Roman Dmitri looked at Greg with a calm face.
“I knew from the beginning that Barbossa mainly uses poison. And poison does not work on me.”
“… what is that?”
moment of drinking tea.
The aura of poison spread through the body.
It showed a propensity for acid poisoning, and it took control of the body so secretly that even the aura swordsmen who dealt with mana did not notice the existence of the poison.
Barbossa’s weapon was certainly powerful.
If you drink this mountain gong poison the day before, you will not be able to undo the situation when you get on the stage.
An invisible poison.
It was a lethal force.
If he belatedly appealed for strangeness, his head would be blown off by Barbossa’s sword and he would not be able to utter an excuse.
however.
Opponent is Roman Dmitri.
Due to the rapid development of the body, quite a few poisons did not work, and it was not strange to call it a state of invulnerability from all poisons after accepting the flames of the fire.
The flames of the fire consumed all the energy in the body, which Roman Dmitri considered a ‘foreign substance’.
No impurities were allowed, and thanks to this, the pure energy was maintained, and the poison was engulfed in flames as soon as it was drunk.
heat within.
The heat flowing from his esophagus made Barbossa’s plan useless.
The truth was unknown to Greg.
The shocked face asked why he drank even though he knew the truth, but Roman Dmitri didn’t give the answer.
“If you really want to help me. Can the ingredients left in the teacup prove that someone tried to poison me?”
“… It’s possible, but the problem is time. Barbossa isn’t using poison on the eve night for nothing. Those in the know know that Barbossa deals with ‘poison’, but there is no way to prove the poison used the day before until after the main stage. If you doubt the poison and give up the confrontation with Barbossa. Barbossa dominates public opinion and drives opponents to be cowards. Refusing to fight in Valhalla is dishonorable for any reason, and no one will listen to the evidence then. However, Barbossa’s sword is not formidable to go on stage and prove the results.”
Barbossa was clever.
The day before.
He cornered his opponent.
Whether you drink poison or not.
It was an advantage for Barbossa.
If the opponent who was wary of poison stayed up all night without eating anything, that was exactly what Barbossa wanted.
To undermine the opponent’s condition somehow.
Barbossa’s swordsmanship, called the Twelve Swords of the Continent, was able to completely overwhelm the opponent with just that much difference.
It was an outcall.
In a situation that would normally result in defeat, Roman Dmitri took the bold step of drinking the poison.
Roman Dmitri rose from his seat.
“Until the main stage ends tomorrow. Prove that there was poison in this teacup. If you get the results I want, then you too will get the results you want.”
I didn’t hear an answer.
took a step
If you openly used poison, from now on, it was your turn to use that fact as an excuse to provoke others.
* * *
Servants who carried refreshments.
One of them bowed his head to a man and spoke in a secret voice.
“Roman Dmitry drank poison. It is certain that he was poisoned because he ate even sweets.”
“okay?”
man’s identity.
It was the butler who oversaw the outside guests.
Contrary to his straight-looking appearance, he showed a sinister smile while stroking his gray beard.
“Stupid boy. To see you being complacent ahead of the confrontation. Dmitri’s reputation ends with this.”
this mission.
It was judged that the possibility of failure was high.
Roman Dmitri was a very unexpected person and showed himself as a resourceful man on the battlefield, so it was not easy to poison him before the confrontation.
But is it because the subordinate of his subordinate won the eve of the festival?
I made the easy mistake of drinking poison more easily than I thought.
It was then.
The butler gave him a bag of gold coins and turned around when a familiar figure stormed into the kitchen where the butler was.
“Are you the general manager here?”
“Yes I… .”
sudden.
Kwajik!
“Cheer.”
The butler’s face was smashed against the wall.
Roman Dmitri looked down at his face dripping with blood as he held onto his opponent’s hair.
“The servants here just fed me poisoned tea. If you are in charge of managing them, you will not be able to escape from that responsibility. What poison did you poison me with? And did Barbossa order to be poisoned?”
“Oh no! What the hell are you talking about! I am irrelevant!”
The butler’s face went pale.
no way.
I didn’t expect to find out if it was poisonous and come back so blindly.
Once I got away with it.
If he emphasized the fact that he was just a butler, he thought that even Roman Dmitry would have no choice.
“No, it doesn’t matter. If it had been irrelevant, there would have been no reason for the servants to accept the gold coins from you.”
shit.
blown cheek
The butler, whose eyes were freed, stumbled like he was about to collapse, but the violent hands did not let go of the butler’s body.
Even if gold coins have no special meaning.
It is not unrelated to the fact that the servants are checked by the butler before serving food, and that it is the butler who accepts the servants here.
There is no reason to be embarrassed.
Rewards and obligations received as a person in charge are not areas that can be excused by saying that the person is irrelevant.
“If you’re really unhappy. Call someone who can take responsibility for this situation.”
“… that that.”
hesitant eyes.
Convinced violence.
The meaning of the momentary hesitation must be because of anxiety that he might have made a mistake rather than the seriousness of this case.
From then on.
didn’t add a word.
shit.
blown cheek
Listen to this commotion and ask someone to come find you.
Let the tail, which is trying to alleviate the situation somehow, appear.
Roman Dmitry did not go round and round.
As if the opponent openly used poison, openly using violence, he brutally exposed the opponent’s mistake.
It was as expected.
in order not to make things too big.
In the end, the tail had no choice but to reveal itself.
* * *
“Stop it now! What the hell is this all about!”
It was Viscount Jonathan.
His face, with clear traces of violence, showed embarrassment at the situation in front of him.
Moment.
Roman Dmitry laughed.
If Viscount Jonathan was the tail, it meant that the Marquis of Belfire and Barbossa were beyond it.
widely.
let go of the hand
Roman Dmitri wiped the blood from his hands, leaving the butler, who was barely breathing, alone.
“The servants here just poisoned me. And the butler, as if praising the servants, gave them a bag of gold coins. Viscount Jonathan. What do you think of this job? I’m sure they were poisoned on someone’s orders to disrupt the festival stage.”
“It can’t be! Don’t insult Valhalla!”
Viscount Jonathan shouted.
In the words of Roman Dmitry.
his heart sank.
Barbossa’s Poison.
You will never be able to find it in a normal way.
Since it is a colorless and odorless ability that gradually scatters mana, the effect does not manifest itself immediately.
but what the heck
how did you find out
Contrary to his heart beating like crazy, Viscount Jonathan showed a dignified expression.
“The Festival of Valhalla is a sacred stage! If that happened, we will actively step forward to find out the truth and punish it severely. But Roman Dmitry. To say the butler used poison is too much speculation. Before serving food to guests, we use magic tools to detect poison. But why are you so sure the tea is poisonous?”
drove the situation
avoid responsibility.
Conversely, criticize the opponent.
“If there is no poison in this car. Will Roman Dmitry be able to take on that responsibility? This job isn’t simple. It’s a disgrace to Valhalla, and it’s a problem that no matter how valuable a guest you are, you can’t just ignore it. If you have such doubts, leave the festival stage for nothing. I will report directly to His Majesty the Emperor and have another warrior perform on stage in behalf of Roman Dmitri.”
It was the next best thing.
If Roman Dmitry avoids confrontation.
I will proceed with one of the plans conceived in the first place and frame Roman Dmitri as a ‘coward’.
truth?
It doesn’t matter.
Valhalla manages all the people who investigate and the evidence anyway, so how the hell can they prove the existence of poison?
Roman Dmitri is not allowed to reveal the truth to the citizens of Valhalla.
The reason why Barbossa has always been able to win is because he is on the side of the powerful.
however.
Roman Dmitry reacted differently than expected.
“The stage will proceed as scheduled. But I have no intention of skipping today’s work. Viscount Jonathan. If you prove the existence of poison, then you will have to take responsibility for what you said to me.”
Through this.
The problem of poison has risen to the surface.
Seeing Roman Dmitri step back, Viscount Jonathan felt a strange ominous feeling unlike his relaxed face.
* * *
A series of events.
It was reported to the Marquis of Belfir and known to Barbossa.
“Roman Dmitry found out about poison. Will you be okay though?”
A question from the Marquis of Belfir.
The light revealed Barbossa’s face.
A smile crept across his snake-like face.
“Marquis Belfir. Do you know why I prefer that poison? It is a different concept from general poison. People who are poisoned for the first time do not know what the problem is with the insignificant effect, but they run amok, but the effect that scatters mana soon turns pale and puts their feet on fire. Roman Dmitry is in the same vein. I don’t know how he figured out the colorless and odorless poison, but he’s pretty sure it doesn’t have much effect.”
acid poison.
It was a well-known name in Moorim.
But in the Salamander Continent, it was Barbossa who created the new concept of mountain poison.
Whirly Rick.
widely.
I put the dagger on the table.
Revealing his cold life, Barbossa spoke confidently.
“Even if you are not poisoned. What are you worried about? Even if you overwhelmingly defeated Morales, that doesn’t mean you’re on equal footing with me. I will prove it in front of people. What is the difference between 12th and 6th place in Valhalla? It doesn’t simply mean 6 steps, but it means an overwhelming difference that you can’t dare to look up at. As always, trust me.”
“It’s also trustworthy.”
The Marquis of Belfire laughed.
Barbossa.
The faithful dog of the Progressives.
He was the perfect person to decorate the finale of this plan perfectly.
It was a lively night starting from the eve of the festival.
That’s how the day ended.
But the next day
The festival that everyone was looking forward to was hot from early in the morning due to a rumor.