Iron Blood Earl Riccianne

A flying bottle of ink smashes a man's forehead while standing across from Leon's desk and falls to the ground. No matter how hard he threw it, a red blood stem was oozing down from the man's forehead. However, the man stood motionlessly with his face to make sure he couldn't feel pain.

Boom!

Lion, who looked more fiery, slapped the desk with both hands and jumped up and let out another mourning.

“Why don't you say it quickly! ”

The man breathed for a long time and opened his mouth.

“The information is invalid. ”

“What's that supposed to mean? ”

“Riccianne Prokers is not sick. Rather, he's an Expert-level talent. And strangely enough, the wizard is moving along with it. ”

“Wizard?”

“Yes. At least there were traces of wizards with more than a conductor. In other words, Riccianne Prokers is a mind-bender, but also has the power to surprisingly hire a conductor-level wizard. ”

“Hmm! Now, wait a minute! ”

Baron suddenly raises his hand and shuts the man's mouth. Suddenly something came to mind.

‘Then I saw the mask...... ’

Two masked eyes that could be seen under the dim candlelight. It was an unusual scarlet red eye. And Licagien Prokers had the same crimson eyes.

“Could he have been a Lycaen? ”

Then it was strange. No trace of the masked man was found anywhere since that day, protecting Earl Frost. The only connection is the 3,000 Argentinean borrowings of the problem that Earl Prokers posed.

In addition, if Lycaen were to be attacked by assassins, something must have happened. But so far, no response has been seen.

At that time, the belief that the masked man was Lyon began to settle in the head of his son. Then the blank page seal must also be in his hands.

“You must go back now and deal with this man, no matter what means or means. ”

“Yes, I'll be going now. ”

At the end of the sentence, the man's appearance disappears like smoke. And I heard the butler's urgent voice outside the door as if he was waiting for this moment.

“Birch, you have a visitor. ”

“Customer?”

Baron tilts his head. I didn't have an appointment to meet anyone today.

“Who came for you? ”

“The Lord Earl is here. ”

At this, Baron stood up and cried out.

“The erl?”

Duke Foldman is the one who controls the Lord Commander of the state of Robenos with the Order of Leon. He was usually in charge of the royal family because he was tasked with ruling the territory and overseeing the nobles.

“That's right.”

“Purpose?"

“That's not all he said. ”

“Mmmm!”

It is extremely rare for the Earl to personally seek out the territory of the state. In other words, the Count came himself for a reason.

“I'm on my way. Take me to the tangent room! ”

Baron hurriedly stands up and shouts.

“Bird of Benos Leon. ”

Along with a shout, the door to the reception room opens and Birch Leon enters. Then the man who was sitting on the sofa in the tangential room got up from his seat.

“What brings you all the way out here? If you have something to do, you can call me... ”

Baron raises his head in haste, suddenly pausing, and his eyes widen.

“You, you……. Who are you?”

The man in the deep hood, not the duc, was sitting on the couch.

However, the man in the hood quietly ignores Leon's words and waves lightly at those around him. Then the butler and the acolyte who were in the room greeted each other as if they had been seduced by something. Then they left the door open.

“What the hell! ”

Prince Leon was unable to speak properly. What are the odds of this happening?

It was then.

The hooded man seems to be suddenly blurry, and quickly appears to be Duke Foldman.

“Hmm!"

When he opened his eyes in surprise, the Duke of Foldman once again blurred and became a man in a hood.

“Y-yeah, what is this... magic? ”

Baron looks at the man with an unbelievable look on his face. Suddenly, he was acting like the butler and knight had been seduced by a change in appearance or a light gesture, which seemed magical to Prince Leon.

Well, that can't be right! ’

Birch Leon looks at the man in the hood with a skeptical face.

If the nobles are rich enough to own Leon, of course they hire wizards. And those nobles, of course, prepare for an attack with magic.

The same was true of the Resistance of Prince Leon. This place is a place where messy magic is not commonplace. But isn't a man using magic like he's nothing?

The man in the hood said to the young Leon.

“Have a seat, please. ”

Baron takes a seat, breathing heavily.

“Who the hell are you? ”

“My name is Vermouth. ”

“Vermouth?”

“Yes.”

The hooded man nods and turns the deep-pressed hood back. Then Baron saw the man's face, narrowing his eyes and asking.

“Are you……. ”

“Yes, they are Byron. ”

Dark hair, black eyes, protruding cheekbones, and a large nose close to an albino. They were all characteristic of the Byronic people.

The Byron Nation refers to the people of the Byron Kingdom who were in the southern part of the continent over a hundred years ago. Bizarrely, the Byron Kingdom, which had lived as a single nation until a hundred years ago, was a fairly wealthy country in the south.

But where the Byron Kingdom is now, only the desert is desolate. The kingdom of Byron, once the most powerful country in the southern continent, was turned into a desert overnight.

According to the people of Byron Kingdom who were fortunate enough to survive at that time, in the middle of the night, a huge light suddenly appeared in the sky and suddenly turned everything into dust.

Then something popped into Leon's head.

"Did I tell you that Byrons are like magic, but they use some strange technique? ’

The man who changed his appearance or sent the butler away was probably a Byron ethnographic technique.

Baron nods and asks with difficulty.

“What did the Byron refugee want to see me about? ”

After the destruction of the Byron Kingdom, the survivors of Byron were eventually scattered across the continent, and they were called Byron refugees.

“I've come to make you an offer. ”

Baron nods, struggling to keep his solemn expression.

“Do you propose? Tell me.”

“From now on, my story is about how to swallow Earl Frost and get the Earl title. Would you like to hear it? ”

Birch Leon shouts with his eyes wide open.

“What!”

“That's amazing. ”

Feron looks at the scenery as it passes quickly out the wagon window and says he still can't believe it. Lycaen, who was sitting across from the wagon, opened his mouth with a grumpy expression.

“Isn't it about time you got used to it? ”

“Yes? Well, that's true.... ”

Friella, who enjoyed driving the wagon, rarely thought about getting off the wagon seat. And while she was sitting in the carriage seat, the carriage ran unbelievably fast.

What's even more curious is that even though you are running so fast, you no longer feel anxious that the wagon may be overturned.

“Oh, right. Duke, I've only seen wizards who use tools... Priella used magic without it. ”

“Hmm? Don't you know? ”

“What? You don't know? ”

“Hmm……. How are our prosecutors graded? ”

“Th-that's it……. ”

Feron suddenly takes an irrelevant question and stutters and answers.

“Ooh, apprentice first. From then on, Sword Man, Expert… and the highest ranked master. ”

“Likewise, wizards have Meisters, such as Novice, Apprentice, Conductor and the master of the scandals, just like the scandal. ”

It is divided into a beginner (Novis), an institution (Prentiss) which means you are ready to learn, a conductor (Conductor) which means you can handle Mana on your own terms, and now you can reach your own unique level and create a new Mana combination (Myster).

Lycaen knew about magic because she had seen it in her previous memories.

“From the Apprentice class wizard, you can use magic without tools. Of course, most wizards have no further advancements in the Novis class. ”

“Well, I see. So what level is Priella? ”

“Maybe a conductor. ”

“Huh, well, according to the prosecutor, that's Expert, right? ”

Seeing the surprising Feron, Lycaen replied with a thunderous question.

“Well, that would be more or less comparative. ”

“Expertra... Wonderful. ”

Seeing Feron's astonishment, Lycaen smiled indiscriminately. Eventually, I couldn't bear it and asked.

“What the fuck does a grade have to do with killing people? ”

“Yes, yes? ”

The Feron, surprised by the sudden reaction, opened his eyes wide and looked at Licayen.

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