Count Scribe's Tutor

Ferda openly reported what had happened.

From the request for backup from Hark and the Prince to the use of the Undead to clean up Dylan's mess.

Of course, he never mentioned a word about the extermination of the Dylan family.

Later, after sharing the situation with the rest of the southern lands, Earl Shrungen and Earl Morco's face darkened.

Well, that's too bad about Dylan.

That fertile land turned into a dead land.

An area that has been turned into a dead land does not grow crops. Moreover, it turns into a land where no living creature can live. It was understandable that the two nobles were grieving.

Later, the silent Count of Recalton opens his mouth.

Are you sure you want to clean up?

“Yes, it may take a long time, but it's possible. ”

There is already precedent. He takes the Elf Spirit of Sernerk as an example.

Of course, I had no intention of purifying myself right away. I've taken as much time as I can before I start the purification process after I've swallowed all of Dylan's orders.

For all we know, the Dark Lord Regalton spoke.

If it's hard, tell me. I will personally call on Sergearheim for help.

The name of the Holy Nation Cererheim comes out scary.

Ferda's eyes flash fiercely.

“I have something to tell you about Sererheim. ”

Hmm? What?

“Let me get this straight. ”

I closed my mouth for a moment, and all the nobles' gazes turned this way.

The Duke of Setier and Keshmif, who already knew the contents, were somewhat frozen. Ferda looks them in the eye one by one and throws a bomb at them.

“The cause of this air raid is the Holy Country of Cereheim. ”

· · · · · ·!

The nobles' faces distorted with embarrassment.

because it was a word I had never thought of.

Saying that in a place like this is...

You mean there's a reasonable explanation?

Shortly after, Earl Shrungen and Earl Morco asked in succession.

Ferda nods, looking at the two nobles.

“Of course. I'll explain now. ”

I've refined the story more carefully for today.

Ferda takes her story out of her mouth from the moment she set out to explore the desert. It was a long story, but the nobles listened to Ferda without getting bored.

After a long time.

It was Earl Shrungen who opened his mouth first.

It was weird to think about it.

The erl's eyes narrow.

He nods as if it can't be.

Monsters can't just use their sacred power.

The muffled baron turns his gaze for a moment.

There is the Marquis of Lekelton within reach of the dry eyes. Looking at him with his face distorted, Earl Shrungen smiles slightly. Then he spoke with a serious face again.

If there is a Holy Nation behind this, it's not unreasonable.

Even Ferda's mouth slipped up.

I thought Earl Shrungen would take his side. If the Holy Nation of Ser 'Him is marked by a scourge of all things, it will weaken with the power of the erl 'kelton and the 2nd Prince involved.

But I didn't just watch over the Marquis of Lekelton.

It's all nonsense! You don't have any hard evidence!

The Marquis yells with his face.

I was so excited that I got up. Ferda looks at the Marquis and asks boldly.

“Then I want to ask the erl. Do you have any proof that this was not the work of the Holy Nation? ”

You didn't need proof in the first place! It wasn't the Holy Land.

“Then why do monsters use divine power? ”

How would I know that?!

The Marquis of Lekelton thumps his chest as if it were stuffy.

Then he goes on as if he remembers something.

I heard that the Holy Land suffered very little damage in this matter. If the Holy Land is the cause of all things, shouldn't there be less damage?!

That's all I could think about.

I tried hard to endure the almost laughter. I didn't even have to think about answering.

“No, the damage is significant, of course. As I said before, the experiment went back to failure, and the Holy Land didn't have enough time to prepare. ”

I deliberately replied with strong confidence in my voice.

Don't think of it as a fiction. Earlier, however much the late Regent Regelton was about to protest, there was a figure who intervened in the conversation.

Can I help you with something?

It was Earl Keshmif.

He speaks without seeking the Marquis's understanding.

First of all, the power used by monsters is definitely sacred. because it's a hundred percent consistent with the power of paladins. The wizards who were Ser Ham also testified that their power was divine.

Keshmif's green eyes glow sharply.

It seemed like he was avenging what he had been obsessed with earlier. As I laughed deeply, I interrupted a figure I had never thought of.

And then I heard a rumor recently near the border.

A man who opens his mouth with a severely stiff face.

It was Earl Morco.

This is a test for the Holy Nation. I don't know what they're talking about, but it looks like they knew this was coming.

I didn't know Earl Morco was on your side.

Still, this will put considerable pressure on the regal prince. He will, because most of us have turned to the other side. However, the prince shouts as if he has not given up yet.

But it's also the story of the Holy Nation!

Of course we should listen.I will formally protest when this is over.

The Duke of Setier intervenes this time.

The baron stops speaking, and he frowns.

So if all this turns out to be the work of the Holy Nation, they'll have to pay a handsome price.

The duc growls low with an angry look on his face.

I could feel the effort to suppress the furnace beyond the screen. That means there's a lot of anger behind this.

Of course. This is like a declaration of war.

Earl Shrungen also supported the Duke's words.

Not only that, Earl Morco and Earl Keshmif nod silently. And so, everyone, except Marquis Lekelton, turns their backs.

Was this amazing?

The baroness shudders, her jaws shaking.

You look a little irritated.

‘The reaction doesn't seem to be backing down like this. ’

How do you intend to argue with that?

You carefully observe the duchess Le Calton with a half-curious eye. At the same time, his gaze turns this way.

The burning eyes of fury as if you were looking at the enemy. Of course. Ferda was the judge who would turn the greatest force against the common enemy.

· · · · · · Did you say you were an arcade?

Then the Marquis's mouth twitched.

At the same time, he gives out a suspicious voice.

I heard you're a commander. Isn't this a personal vendetta against the Holy Nation? I understand that the commander and the Holy Nation are Iron Supporters.

This was a reasonable doubt.

No, it was more like the truth. It was true that you were framing the Holy Nation for personal reasons. Quite a sharp prick. If it were true, he would have been deeply embarrassed.

But being here was a feather face.

Moreover, he was a craftsman who made all the plates. It couldn't have been embarrassing. Ferda had anticipated in the first place that she would receive this rebuttal.

So I burst into laughter.

Like you heard a star. Soon, I replied four years old nicely.

“No way. The Holy Land may hate me, but I don't hate it. ”

I shrugged my shoulders and said something that I didn't even have in mind.

Did he notice it then? The baron snorts.

Huh! You expect me to believe such a lie?

“I'm not lying. In fact, when the saint of Sererheim once found the Earl, I gave him as much comfort as I could. They increased the number of temples, they allowed cannibalism. I thought it would help with the territory. ”

This is not a lie, but what really happened.

Of course, Earl Archdut was the one who took care of the convenience and allowed the shooting.

‘But the dead have no words. ’

I had a cold smile on my mouth.

At that time, all agreements between Earl Archdut and the Saint were made verbally. That is, there is no evidence, so there is no fear of being discovered. So it was as good as possible to fix and use it.

“And I worked actively when I came to find the lost relics. If I thought of the Holy Land as an enemy, I never would have helped. ”

A word from Ferda resounded like an innocent plea.

I didn't forget to look at the other nobles' faces. It was mostly a supportive atmosphere for Ferda's defense.

Well, let's start hitting the crystals.

“But if you think what I've said is a lie, you can send an investigator. I will gladly take the survey. ”

I said with confidence because I have nothing to hold back.

Then, although it may be because of the attitude of the attendants all the time, the eyes of the nobles who saw Ferda changed.

Earl Shrungen smiles as if it's funny, and Earl Morco looks stunned. Duke Sethier and Queshamif had, needless to say, a favorable gaze.

On the other hand, the face of Earl Lekelton is truly terrifying.

After a while, he called out, unavoidably sharpening it.

Yeah, I'll send an investigator right away. Investigations reveal anything fabricated, and I will punish everyone in this room for their crimes! You'd better brace yourself!

The Marquis of Horror with his fierce voice.

Then Ferda was struck down with a grim face.

“If I just told you the truth, do I need to be prepared? I'm worried that the investigators who have come all the way to the south will be in vain. I'm going to have to feed him and send him back. ”

Do you think he hated the man who defied me without saying a word?

The Marquis's face turns more red and blue. The eyes flipped a little, and it seemed to have lost its mind. The baron yells at the other nobles.

Why do you believe that thunder naked guy?

Correct.It doesn't look like I've lost my mind, it's definitely lost my mind. You wouldn't use a word like that in a position like this.

Meanwhile, when Duke Setier's eyes narrowed as he listened to it.

The Marquis of Lekelton crosses a line he must not cross.

That's why this is the situation.It was originally a lowly Dark Elf. A middleweight hybrid! How can I believe a word these fools say?

Watch your language, Marquis!

Out of the duc's mouth comes a violent old age.

Soon, he continued to cry out in anger.

The archduke is the rightful heir to the Earl. And a successor approved by His Majesty himself! I don't deserve to be insulted!

After the chaotic work of thunder, the atmosphere quickly subsided.

Meanwhile, the Duke of Lekelton trembles. It's like the Duke didn't even know he was going to react like this.

A moment later, the baron clenches his lips.

· · · · · · Corrects words. I overreacted.

With an apple and not an apple.

The Marquis of Lekelton clamps his mouth with a stiff face. Like I'm not going to say anything more. The Duke of Setia sighs. Then he looked around and said,

This is the end of today's conversation. Next time, the day after tomorrow, let's all cool off and discuss.

That was the end of the conversation.

The screen that filled one side of the office soon disappeared. Issa breathes her last breath as she sees the magic flow has been broken. I shouted with a pale face.

“Are you crazy?! ”

My little lips trembled.

That's how nervous I am.

“We have to face our opponents! The Count Regalton is Prince Two's outer son. Besides, he's got the Holy Land on his back! Why provoke such a person? ”

The moment I continued my elongation!

Isha suddenly shuts up in a hurry. Then I started to notice. He would, too, because Ferda's face was now so strangely distorted.

The crumpled face was the same even without the cloth mask.

He mutters, staring at the wall where the Marquis of Lekelton used to be.

“I was originally going to deal with rats and birds without knowing. ”

Dark Elves? Intermediate hybrid?

The tightly clenched teeth slam into each other. The eyes subside coolly, and the sticky life flows through the Smell.

“· · · · · · After insulting my pupil, don't think about dying gently. ”

The black eyes are filled with terrible flesh.

It was as intense as the Duke of Setier.

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