Iron Blood Earl Riccianne

“You're late. Bad omen... suck! Who are you?”

Vermouth shakes his head, frowning, and suddenly reaches out, shouting aloud.

At the same time, the air around you distorts violently, suggesting a sharp wave echoes through Vermouth's fingertips.

Pussy!

Suddenly, Bermurc reaches out, and the wall in his direction suddenly shifts and begins to slash.

And a voice came out of nowhere.

“Hohohoho, you have a good feeling! ”

“A woman?”

Vermouth turns his head toward the sound of a small murmur, and his hands are suddenly filled with black fog that floats in the air.

“Coming out soon will be a way to live a little longer. ”

At the end of Vermouth's words, a man appears out of nowhere, fearful of the sound of the place suddenly shaking like a haze.

At the same time, a disgraceful cry erupts from Vermouth and Baroque's mouth.

“Rudia!"

“Haha, it's an honor to have you remember me. ”

Lydia bows slowly and greets you. Then something floated around her. A black mist-like mass that had just floated on the palm of Vermouth's hand.

“Oh, isn't it a courtesy to welcome a beautiful woman? ”

Rudia asks you with a smart look.

“How did you get here? ”

The moment Vermouth is buried in a loud voice, a swarming flame rises from the black mass floating around Lydia, like a threat.

“Vermouth, I came to see you. ”

“Does that mean... that Crohan knows I'm alive? ”

“Is that so? Few people know about this. By the way... can you put this away? ”

Rudia points at the black mass floating around her with a very relaxed expression.

“Hmm.”

Bermurk takes a short inhale and slowly clears the chunk of black that was floating around Rudia.

When Baroque sees that, he slowly turns to Rudia's rear.

“Don't do anything useless. ”

Bermurk urges you to head for Rudia, as Baroque makes a quick stop and returns to his original position.

“It's not a good time, it's hard to get a car, but sit down. ”

“Thank you.”

Lydia sits across from Bermurk with a smile on her face.

“So, what do you want from me? ”

“Let's cut to the chase. Please take me away. ”

Baroque looks surprised by the unexpected words, but Vermouth replies with a neutral face.

“Do you think that makes sense now? Why should I take you away? No, there's no reason for you to come to me before that. ”

“Huhu, I may be able to make sense of this... but I hate Crohan. ”

“It must be hard to take orders from someone you don't like. About five years now? ”

Lydia's only twenty-four years old. In other words, he was only 19 years old and took the head of the organization. It was entirely up to its own strengths.

Moreover, Ludia, who Vermook has seen for the past five years, has been very dedicated to following Crohan's orders. It was unbelievable as she said that she hated Crohan.

Rudia nods with a look of reason to think so.

“I didn't hate it at first. But things changed. ”

“Situation?”

“A year ago, Karuan died. ”

It was only for a moment, but as I spoke, I remembered a deep sadness on Rudia's face. Vermouth, who saw it, said with a slightly understandable look.

“It could be. Karouan was your teacher. ”

But Rudia shakes her head and corrects Bermurk's words.

“I was a lover at the same time. ”

“Hmm!"

A cry comes from Vermouth.

I knew that Karuan, who was the second in the organization, taught Rudia, but I didn't realize that he was in a relationship with her. He would have done the same thing because the age difference between the two of them was 20 years old.

But Rudia's face is filled with sincerity. And if he was going to lie, he would have said something more plausible. If the story was so hard to believe, it was more likely to be true.

“That's not a bad story. ”

A smile comes to Vermouth's face. In fact, if Rudia were to come under her, she could crush the twisted situation all at once.

It was unlikely, but it didn't matter if Rudia was coming down with a lie. As long as she's in front of us now, we can remove her at any time in the future.

“So you accept it? ”

Vermouth nods loudly at Rudia's question.

“Sounds like a good offer. ”

“Haha, you're so hot. Why didn't I recognize this person within Circus? ”

“I was hiding myself back then. ”

“Oh, I have one thing to tell you. ”

“What is it?”

“It's about the Earl Procurus you're looking for. ”

“Hmm? You mean Circus knows of his crimes? ”

Bermurk asked, shimmering. His work is quite important information.

But Rudia shakes her head.

“We didn't know. I lost him chasing him. ”

“If so?”

“But he contacted me personally. ”

“Contact? What's it about? ”

“He wants to see you in the Northern Snow. And……. ”

Rudia smiles in disguise as she blurs her words.

“And what did you say? ”

“I'll tell you exactly what was written in his letter. ”

Vermouth tilts his head. What the hell did you say that made you so preoccupied?

“Let's fight. ”

“What?"

“That's what it said. Let's fight.”

* * *

A small forest with 20 sharp needles. In the northern snow, where everything is covered in white snow, including the ground, these small forests were all over the place. Almost everything else was a wide open snow field.

Several stalks of smoke rose in the snow around the forest.

“Phew, it's definitely cold. ”

Riccianne wiped her eyes from the top of her fur hat covering her ears, saying. Caith, who curled up beside him and shrugged his shoulders, clapped his teeth and said.

“Ugh, why are we here? ”

“Dude, stop being such a dick. The boy is this cold. ”

“That's because you have your own car. ”

“Can't a master beat this cold? ”

“But it's cold, man! And I like campfires better than manana! ”

“Hehe, I'm not bored with being together. ”

Caith squats on the ground, trembling, crouching toward the campfire.

“Anyway, why are you here? Even if we are, the soldiers are hard to fight here. ”

“It's the same with them. ”

“That may be so, but we're outnumbered. ”

“Sue's not important, you know. ”

“Then what does it matter? ”

“Creepy alchemists. The Wizards are the same, but so are the alcoholics. Not many people train physically. There are so many more of them out there, this is a better environment for us. ”

Especially the Byronic way of drinking was quite scary. There are so many different kinds and weird things that it's hard to catch. However, it was calculated that if practitioners did not train as much physically as wizards, their movements in these environments would be extremely limited.

Caith tilts his head in Riyaen's words.

“Hmm……. I don't think so. ”

“Huh?"

Lycaen tilts his head back and asks, holding his hand steady toward the campfire, he points to one side with his chin.

“Can't you see over there? ”

Lycaen, who slowly turned his gaze in the direction that Caith pointed, smiled unconsciously.

It's because I can see Priella and the Byrons walking around in thick clothes.

“That's why we have the advantage. ”

Priella and the Byrons were all alchemists who used Clymus. He was the strongest supporter in the fight. Lycaen has been training their stamina thoroughly for this fight for half a year.

The fight against the cold is because the physical strength stored in the body eventually splits up.

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