Count Scribe's Tutor

“ · · · · · ·!? ”

Erod's body trembles with open eyes.

A knight in full plate armor, a monster with lots of thorns, and a ghost with seven eyes.

As commander Errond, these monsters are beyond recognition.

Those who were not talented at command, on the other hand, were trembling reactions.

“Argal, can you see anything? ”

“All I see is faint smoke. ”

“Unfortunately, so am I. ”

Sarphene smiles in relief.

Like he said, the three ghosts were just a faint smoke.

“Now explain yourself, Aaron. What the hell is that? ”

So I talked to Aaron. The reaction you saw before would have been great. Strangely, no answer came back.

“Erona. Can't you hear me? ”

I spoke again, but the silence still lingers. As Sarfene's face grows crumpled, Argal moves on less than he did. A few moments later, he approaches Erone and replies with a slightly embarrassing face.

“· · · · · · · passed out. ”

“What?"

Sarphene asked again as if it were a strange thing to do. What's that standing around doing fainting? After a sigh, Sarphene frowns and orders.

“Wake him up now. ”

As soon as the instructions are finished, a large fist is lodged in Eron's abdomen.

Phew!

“Huff!”

Eron's body flinches with a single scream.

He exhales, feeling intense pain in his abdomen.

“Huff, huff! Hey, this is... Ugh!”

Then, when I encountered the three spirits again, this time I went back to Baladang. Eron crouches and trembles like an aspen. He reaches out to Sarphene and falls facedown.

“I'm sorry. Sire, I was a fool! ”

“What the hell are you talking about? ”

“The Silvan Archdut Confederate is a commander. That's a mighty, mighty commander, beyond compare! ”

The face and voice of a terrified man.

Sarphene was curious because it wasn't smoke.

“Oh, on what grounds? ”

“Only commanders in the vicinity of Zigo are the supreme spirits of the Confederate Order. Worms like me are so powerful they can't even look! ”

When Eron was about to scream in excitement.

Sarphene lightly raises her hand and hangs up his words. I wasn't wondering what a ghost was. I wondered how powerful that ghost was.

“A wizard, I'd say, is about the size of a runway. ”

“Oh, no! It's not even compared to the towers. Because the spirit of the seven deadly sins, which is one of the three, is a nightmare for wizards. ”

Stronger than a stewardess called the Grand Wizard?

There was an interesting smile on Sarphene's mouth. A moment later, he asks, pointing to Argal, who is guarding the constellation.

“So what if we fight Argal? ”

Only five in the kingdom, the Swordmaster and the ultimate Mage Swordsman. How strong can they be compared to him? Aaron insisted on this question without hesitation.

“With all due respect, if all three spirits run, I don't think Lord Winvester will stand a chance. ”

In response, Argal twitches his eyebrows.

He looked uncomfortable. However, I was not openly angry because I was in front of Sarphene. On the other hand, Sarphene looks at the direction of the three ghosts with her eyes wide open.

“This is amazing. Are you sure that's it? ”

“Yes! And above all, · · · · · · · ·! ”

After that, Aaron did not spare the praise of drooling in his mouth. This continued until Sarphene told him to back off.

Three men left behind in the backyard.

Sarphene opens her mouth in a tranquil atmosphere.

“I'm very interested in my allies. ”

“Too much to say · · · · · · · ·. ”

“It's not an understatement. I mean it. ”

At that moment, Sarphene's tone changed. Not only that, I was horribly polished. Faced with this, Ferda also asked with a serious face.

“Is there something you want from me? ”

“Haha, I like that you're quick to notice. ”

Maybe it's because they realized the power of the arcade.

Sarphene no longer hides her true intentions.

“Be my person, Silvan. ”

He reaches out his hand forward. It's like asking for a handshake.

However, his gaze did not leave Ferda.

“Then I will make you Earl Archdude. ”

Sarphene's words are terrified and the backyard is static.

Ferda doesn't open her mouth. Sarphene also remains silent, waiting for an answer to return. For a while there was silence,

Ferda clears her mind and opens her mouth.

“Earl Archdut has two successors. ”

I could say, "What is this nonsense?"

However, as soon as I heard this, a smile appeared on Sarphene's mouth. A cold, dark smile. It seemed as if Ferda knew what he was talking about.

“You may already know this, but I have a close relationship with the Holy Land of Cereheim. And I understand that the other heir to the Earl is attending Eluhim Academy in the Holy Land. So if you follow me. ”

Sarphene blurs.

Immediately, the gray eyes curled up like the crescent moon.

“Cushier Archdut will be the first to go. ”

In response, Ferda's jaw slithers. A moment later, Ferda grips Sarphene's hand tightly in front of her eyes. Sarfene's smile became darker.

“Farewell, sir. ”

“Please take good care of him, Your Majesty. ”

It was a moment when alliances with different ideas were formed.

After finishing shaking hands, Ferda takes the headline elsewhere.

“Your Majesty, I have one request. ”

“Speak up. I'll listen and judge. ”

Did he think it was already a fish in a fishbowl?

A somewhat arrogant answer came back. Ferda bursts into laughter as she continues to speak in a bold tone.

“A few days ago, a Saint of Serrhaim found my land. ”

“Oh, right. That's what happened. ”

He nods as if he remembers.

Then I frowned suddenly.

“Bad brother said he had an accident. I knew he lacked lessons, but I didn't think he'd be able to expel the Saint. Tsk! That's why low blood pressure. ”

Sarphene kicks her tongue with an unworthy face.

Meanwhile, Ferda, who was listening to it, said in a calm tone.

“My request is similar. ”

“Hmm? Similar? ”

“Yes, do not let Ser Jaime interfere with the erl. ”

Request to stop interference from the Holy Nation.

Sarphene's face hardens like a stone.

You have no choice. No matter how close you were to the Holy Land, you weren't close enough to make this request.

“· · · · · · · Why? ”

“As you know, I'm a commander. But if Ser Heim starts to interfere in the territory, it's hard to build an army of the dead for you. ”

He said, "The Army of the Dead for the King." Fortunately, Sarphene captured Ferda's intentions exactly.

“That's good enough. All right, I'll do my best. ”

“Thank you for your kindness. ”

Ferda bows her head again.

Of course, it won't stop 100% interference. But Sarphene will no longer stand idly by the Holy Land and defame it. At least until you defeat the First Prince and become the next king.

Then Sarphene opens her mouth again.

“Then I'll make a token of promise. ”

“A token of promise · · · · · · ·? ”

I was about to ask you again.

Qajik!

A knife was mounted on the starboard table. It was Sarphene.

“Robert Dean Laderon. ”

Sarphene recites the full name of the great prince.

The dry voice immediately engulfed in a sticky life.

“Bring me his head. I'll make it a token of my promise. ”

This instruction gives Sarphene two advantages:

At the same time, we can remove the troublemaker's brother and hang him in chains, saying he was a tyrant to Ferda. He sure has a good head at this sort of thing.

But Sarphene didn't know.

Ferda already has a plan, just in case.

“I'm afraid I can't do that. ”

“What?”

His face crumpled. The gray eyes begin to grow suspicious. Observing this, Ferda begins to reveal why Robert cannot be dealt with and why.

“Bringing Prince 3's head is not a problem. But if you take care of the three princes at this point, you're more likely to get in trouble. ”

“What's that noise again? ”

“Before I came to the capital, I heard three princes say, ”

Ferda brings lips to Sarfene's ear.

He then whispered in a small voice.

“If anything happens to his status, Jerome's kingdom will immediately be involved in the capture of Laderon's throne. ”

“ · · · · · ·!? ”

Was it because I was surprised by a random story?

Sarphene's eyes turned round. He stares at Ferda as if wanting a detailed story. At the same time, Ferda's story begins.

“When I was sent to Jerome as an envoy to the Kingdom, I was told that I had a close conversation with the Princess of Jerome. So, before returning to the kingdom, I was told, secretly, that I was getting engaged. ”

This is a red lie.

Of course, I heard that I almost got engaged.

Jerome's king is too fond of Robert. But there was actually no engagement ceremony. But Ferda continues to lie with her shameless face.

“Just over a hundred years ago, the kingdom and Jerome were enemies who wanted each other's land. Even if they're in an alliance now, they'll always pull out their teeth if they get what they deserve. ”

Sarphene's mind is probably blown to bits by now. As I proved this, I didn't come back to clear my mind.

A long time after that.

Sarphene replies with a suspicious face.

“· · · · · · Is the information really clear? Can you take responsibility for that? ”

“I'll bet my life on it. ”

Sarfene's expression became more and more complicated after a splendid struggle.

It seemed to wander between truth and falsehood. But Ferda did not give Sarphene time to think things through.

“And one more thing, I want to tell you. ”

The bait has been thrown away. Now it's time to cook the bait more deliciously. I wanted to make it more plausible by using my saved spices.

So I took out a hidden word and threw it.

“Don't trust Seric Benar too much. ”

“· · · · · · · What? ”

Sarphene, who had organized her thoughts, asked with a blank face.

Why is there a name for him all of a sudden? Ferda boldly said as she saw that she was confused.

“The 3rd Prince already knows that Seric Benar has betrayed him. But they're still communicating and not complaining. To use Serik to get information about you. ”

“It's not too speculative. ”

“I have proof that you don't believe me. ”

I handed Ferda the note out of my arms.

It was the same note I received on the bridge before I came here. Surprisingly, Sarphene opened her eyes.

“Ew, this is... ”

You'd be surprised. Because the note was written by a list of nobles who supported Sarphene. Ferda wedges into Sarphene's suspicions as she looks at him, shaking in surprise.

“This is the information that Serik Benar himself told us about. ”

Of course, Serik never mentioned it, never wrote it. So why would he frame him for something like this? The reason was simple: to deal with Serik or to discredit his belief in his words.

‘I don't want to hear another word about Jerome's kingdom. ’

Serik was a member of the delegation who visited Jerome with Robert. In other words, Serik is someone who can break Ferda's clumsy scheme. So before that, I had a plan to take care of him or lose his trust.

And Ferda's plan worked.

Pow!

Sarphene bites her teeth tightly. Maybe there's clear evidence.

His face quickly crumpled like a demon. Barely holding back his anger, he suddenly opened his mouth as if he was conscious of Ferda's existence.

“I'll call you back later, so leave today. ”

“Yes. Rest well, Your Grace. ”

Ferda bows her head and heads out, guided by the knights.

After a short while, Sarphene immediately called out to her escort, confirming that the pilgrimage had disappeared completely.

“· · · · · · · Argal. ”

“Yes, Your Majesty. ”

Argal responds with a firm voice.

At the same time, a furious shout came out.

“Get me Serik Benar. Now!”

The gray eyes flash with intense fury.

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