Chapter 522
My Villains Episode 522
67. Lord of Icebovald(15)
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I swallowed my saliva quietly..
Suddenly, the phrase ‘Beware the anger of the patient’ flashes through my mind..
Hayla's black pearl-like eyes were glowing with a faint flame. It's unfamiliar to me because it feels like it's my first time seeing someone react to my opinion like this..
It feels quite different from Ellen, who gets angry on a daily basis, or Atalanta, who often argues due to her unruly personality. Mungchi, sometimes you feel like a pet, so the way is completely different..
I had a hard time choosing what to say in response to Hayla's firm and fierce opposition, who usually just obediently followed my wishes..
“I didn't make this decision lightly either. Bring out Princess Yuril.
I know it's never going to be easy. I also know that I am not at the level where I can do both while helping Ellen with her work..”
“Of course I should know.”
“I know, but I have no choice. I can't just hide in this cozy corner of my room forever..”
“trunnion. It's foolish to run away without proper defense..”
Is it trained calmness or natural coolness? Heyla maintained her usual tone of voice while vaguely revealing a glimmer of emotion through her eyes..
“In the royal capital, there is the King of Milanol, the Patriarch of El Ganor, and the conspirators of the Council of Dawn. If Ellen and your guesses are true, the Dark Knight will be there too. The royal capital is clearly a land of death for you..”
“I'm not saying you're going to stick your head in without a solution. I have a plan and a lot of safety measures..”
Before I could continue my explanation, Hayla interrupted what I was saying..
“You don't plan on relying on Ellen or the palace.?”
uh'?" “Nashal Anwei, the most experienced grandmaster of La-Palaise Palace, was struck. The foundation that the palace laid in the royal capital would also have been swept away. Since we don't even know who did what, when, and how, this will happen again and again..”
“Well, that could be true... … . It will be a little different if we connect with the forces that the bank has planted. If the group goes in person, cooperation will go more smoothly.-”
“Banks also have limitations. The bank's information network only reaches the outskirts of the royal capital centered on the commercial district, and the 'Avenue of Glory', where the Royal Palace, Thomasia Convent, and Dawn Council are all gathered, is virtually empty. Moreover, it is questionable whether all the organization members are completely loyal to Lannon.
“Oh, that's right. I know. Even if you somehow manage to hide in the royal capital, if you can't get close to the Avenue of Glory, you're in trouble. Maybe Ian-Baptiste can fill that part.,”
“It would be better not to place any expectations on the bishop..”
Ian-Baptiste was the bishop of Matiariot, one of the capital's cathedrals, and a lifelong member of the Balouin family.
‘He was a priest with whom he had a 'deep' relationship..
As soon as I mentioned his name, Hayla shook her head as if she had no clue..
“He suffered considerable losses for protecting the princess from cancer several times. Even now, there are rumors that my position in the church is in jeopardy, so I will not do anything that involves excommunication. In the first place, I am not someone who would risk losing office for the sake of my family's relationship..”
“……but. “That old man, his whining has gotten worse since last fall.” Bishop Ian-Baptiste, who is a high-ranking member of the Church of El Ganor and is treated as an elder, was of great help in helping Princess Yuril, who was imprisoned in the Thomasia Convent..
However, the help was mainly limited to protecting the princess's safety by appointing people inside and outside the convent. To go a little further, when King Aecharis insisted on the princess's return to the palace, did he show stubborn opposition when high-ranking nobles asked him to return the princess and marry her?.
However, all of those were actions that a high-ranking priest could and should do. It's not that it wasn't helpful, but it wasn't a decisive help either..
In short, helping me, who has received a letter of excommunication from the patriarch, to get the princess out of the convent is a completely different matter..
“Even if you can't get any active help, it might be possible to get a little bit of information about me..”
“so?”
“So? That alone is a great safety device. You won't be suddenly surrounded by the Royal Guard or cathedral knights. Even if my existence is discovered and I am chased, I can escape from most situations..”
“Don't underestimate the capital's defense..”
“I'm not belittling the royal road. I believe in myself and my men..”
“If it's your subordinates. bodyguard?”
“right. Because you can't sneak a combat brigade in..”
Even though I gave off a hint of confidence, Hayla was still negative..
“No matter how much effort we put into training the fighters and wizards, the number of troops is less than twenty. That's not enough to guarantee escape from the capital..”
Ugh.” I let out a sigh and expressed my frustration..
“So what should I do? How much more preparation do you need to do to be satisfied? There are a bunch of elite battle mages in the palace, assassins from a secret society, help from a high-ranking priest, and even trustworthy subordinates. This isn't a gamble worth taking.?”
“It's not like that..”
“Why, what am I lacking??”
“all.”
Ha, Heyla.” "trunnion.”
She paused for a moment..
The tone that followed was the same as before, but the short pause in between made it sound like a warning tone..
“you are irreplaceable.”
“know. That's why I'm going to the royal capital.”
“To achieve success, you must be able to take risks. I agree. But the risk you are willing to take now is too fatal. On the other hand, the chances of success are extremely low. This is a gamble you should never take.”
Before I could protest, Hayla continued speaking..
“I wonder why they are in such a hurry. You've been patient so far. The territory is now stable, so if we just build up our strength in the next few years, things will get much better. You can gamble under more favorable conditions.”
“It's not like that..”
“That's not the case?”
““If I wait any longer, I’ll miss the opportunity to gamble.” Hayla silently asked for an explanation, and I scratched my eyebrows to gather my thoughts..
As silence continued, she slowly blinked. He didn't just sigh, his small white face was dripping with frustration..
“I'm talking about that 'prophecy of the end'.?”
“……hmm. The context is the same.”
The fact that the soul of an otherworlder named Kim Seung-su was mixed into a human named Poynix, and thanks to this, I am closer to Kim Seung-su than Poinix is, was a secret that could not be easily told to anyone..
This is a fact that cannot be confessed to Hayla. Not only are they members of a family with shared roots, but they have also been engaged to each other since childhood. It is difficult for me to guess how she will accept the fact that some kind of person has taken over the body of her cousin and fiancé..
Because of these circumstances, the lie I have been pushing is a story that turns the facts around and embellishes them. Using the personality of Phoenix as the main agent, the soul and memories of otherworldly beings were absorbed..
He used the conversation with the necromancer Luke, the scenery of the Republic of Korea that the party witnessed while wandering through the realm of dreams, and his rapidly increasing skills as the basis for the lie..
Of course, only a few people heard this lie. Ellen agreed after a long conversation, Atalanta showed enthusiastic faith, and Mongchi asked, “What does that matter?”.
Lastly, Hayla seemed to be accepting it with great difficulty..
Hayla is the only person who interacted deeply with Poynix before and after being contaminated by Seungsu Kim. Thanks to this, she noticed my sudden change, but she was quite confused when she mentioned that the soul of an alien was the cause of my personality..
It was highly likely that the reason Heila showed trust in my partial precognition - or was trying to do so - was because of her affection for me..
“……The story of Middle Earth being swallowed up by the Dark World is a common apocalyptic theory. But it is also something that many wizards have seriously argued.……
“The Dark Knight, a being from the Dark World, is running amok in the Middle World, and even in the capital of a kingdom - well, it's still just a guess. In the meantime, the wizards at La-Palais Palace were hoping to achieve something, but now that's not possible..”
“So we need to move now?”
“Uh, and……
After hesitating for a moment, I put my hand into my arms. What I took out from the inside pocket of my velvet tunic was a rolled up piece of paper..
“that?”
“I'm from Lianwell.”
“Marquis of Eavon?” As I nodded, Hayla slowly blinked and took the letter..
The rolled-up letter was only a couple of fingers wide, but it was quite long and contained more content than meets the eye. Of course, for Hayla, one sip of coffee was enough time..
“……I will allow you to freely enter and exit the streets of glory..”
Black eyes turned back to me.
“believe this?”
“I think it's worth finding out.”
“He's the Marquis of Eavon. It's not for nothing that he got the nickname 'Old Fox of Arriaga'..”
“that's right. I'm saying that I'm not the kind of old man who's stupid enough to commit fraud and risk revenge on me..”
Hayla caressed the area around her eyes with her long, thin fingers. There is a clear sign of pain in the head..
“Before that. Why on earth does the Marquis know about your plans??”
“I don't know the detailed plan. I guess I just stabbed it..”
I quickly added my words as their eyes asked for an explanation..
“I said so loudly that I would save Princess Yuril. How many people in the Kingdom of Milan don't know that? That's the rumor going around. They probably guessed that I had some business to do in the capital..”
“This isn't the first letter I've received. I have been in contact with the Marquis of Éavon.?”
“Just what.”
He shrugged his shoulders with a shameless face, then pursed his lips when he saw Hayla's staring gaze..
“……I responded a couple of times. What are you talking about, I'm curious.”
“trunnion.”
“Still, it's a compelling enough story..”
“no. It's not like that..”
I asked Hayla in a low voice, who looked like she wanted to leave the room at any moment..
“I know exactly where on the Avenue of Glory the Marquis will be allowed to go.?”
“I'm not curious.”
“It's a royal university..”
For a moment, something caught my attention in Hayla’s eyes..
“Royal University. When I asked Princess Theodora, she said it was located right between the Tomasia Convent and the Order of Dawn..”
“Even this is not attractive?”
Hayla finally sighed and closed her mouth..
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