Academy of Genius Knife-Episode 273
273. Extortion(2)
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“What's this?.”
Ronan's eyes grew as if they were popping out.There was an unspeakable catastrophe unfolding. The inside of the house was a mess like a typhoon had swept through it. It's changed..
Headless bodies were wandering around the corners of the house. All were escorts sent by the Emperor..
The blood stains scattered throughout the house are sticky and clotted It was during. The furniture that Iril and Schlieffen picked was a mess..
The most striking is the floor, walls, ceiling, filled without covering It was a scar. Rough and sharp traces of the scene where two huge beasts were blown away It was reminiscent.
“This is it...Heck···.”
My eyes seemed to be pingping. I couldn't breathe properly, as if my chest was pressed against a rock. I wanted it to be a nightmare,so I clenched my fist so strongly that it would bleed. There has been no change in the landscape you are looking at.
Ronan was trying to regain his composure as much as possible with a dry wash.. His gaze touched one corner of the house. The cloth I saw a lot of places was torn and broken..
“No, no..”
Ronan intoned without knowing. The white hem is definitely away from the dress her sister enjoyed. It came out. When I invited him to the scheme the day before he entered Phileon, he was in a clothing store I bought it myself..
“No. No, no..”
Iril's face was good in his eyes as he smiled, saying he would wear it for the rest of his life.. Ronan's head turned white. Ironbuck. Daffodils that fell from his hands fell over a pool of blood.
“elder sister!!”
Ronan, breathing, ran screaming. He searched every room in the house for less than a minute. But even if you looked at the underground shelter, you didn't see Iril..
“This is···!”
Instead, he found something else. It took me a while to find it because it was feeble. The sparkling Mana, the symbol of Nebula Clargier, is everywhere in the house It was finely buried..
When I see Mana like dust flashing in Ronan's head Something broke. Go-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh Intense flesh began to simmer over his shoulders.
“Nebula * * * Claridge.”
I had never felt such intense flesh in two lives. Ronan grabbed the hilt. It was their fault that her sister disappeared..
Was he kidnapped? I don't want to imagine, but you've already been killed? The anger that bloomed over the swamp of despair was clouding the accident.
I will cut off the limbs of all prisoners. We will draw eyeballs and nails and send them to the bereaved family. One of them would spit about her sister's whereabouts..
If you want to see hell, you have to do that. Ronan was walking to the front door. He pulled his lapel from behind something.
“Cheeks.”
“···Sita.”
Ronan stopped in place. Sita, with her head in the window, was biting his hem. Big, red eyes were staring through themselves.
“Cheek.···.”
He didn't speak, but he seemed to know what Sita was talking about.. My companion, who has been with me for three years, said what do you have to do now? I was asking with my eyes..
‘This bastard.’
Ronan twisted his lips. In retrospect, the painful thing was that Sita would be the same..
Since I came to Phileon, I have spent rather more time with Iril than myself. It was Sita who spent it together. I had plenty of love, and I was following it almost like a mother..
“Fucking···.”
The snot was loud. There was a sense of shame that I could not bear. I think animals that can't talk can abstain from emotions..
Ronan's vision, clouded with anger, returned to its original state. He nodded, wiping away the tears he had shed without knowing.
“Yeah. You're right..”
“Cheeks.!”
Sita laughed. Ronan admitted that he was overly excited. I almost did a stupid job..
“···Let's stay calm..”
Ronan took a deep breath. Like Sita's advice, he was still desperate. There are traces of the fight with Nebula Klazier, and her sister is gone. Except that, nothing has yet been revealed..
‘There's no body, so it's likely you didn't kill him. Is the hostage drama the purpose??’
First of all, we had to go through every single clue to find out Iril's whereabouts.. If possible, the culprit too. He was still moaning with his eyes closed. The presence of some tool touched my head.
“Blood system spit.”
Ronan intoned. A valuable tool that points to the bloody master buried in a needle. It was the object I used to chase Barka Turgung in the north..
If Adeshan uses one blood needle, he'll track down his sister. Could. Of course, there is Iril's blood on the scene, and the assumption that she is still alive On.
If something was set to do, there was no time to worry. Ronan first took out the communication tool. Soon after blowing mana into a seashell, Adeshan's voice I heard it..
“Oh, Ronan? What's going on??”
“Adeshan. My sister is missing. I think he was kidnapped by Nebula Clarzie..”
“What?! Go, all of a sudden, that's···”
“I'm sorry I'm busy, but send me some support troops. Schlieffen, don't let him know. He's the one who'll run if he fights a dragon..”
Ronan broke off communication after saying so. I'm sorry for Adeshan, but I have a gap to explain the sissy call. There was no. Ronan put his hand on Sita's head.
“Sita. Let's do you a favor..”
“Cheeks?”
“Sort the blood of the people here. Don't leave one out..”
Ronan stretched out his fingers and pointed to the bodies lying indoors. Sita nodded cheerfully.
PAAAAAAA***! Red eyes glowed brightly. The blood streaks scattered all over the site rise in the form of drops Started. Ronan said in a mixed voice of concern.
“Okay. Be careful not to mix..”
“Cheekbat.”
Sita snorted as if not to worry. Once again, his red eyes sparkled. The blood that had been twisted began to split into dozens of prongs and separate.
“···Well done..”
Ronan was small and elastic. It was a question of when he had grown so skilled. At least a few dozen people, but Sita elaborately worked on the separation Did it. Soon, all the blood stains disappeared, and twenty-four spheres surfaced over the living room..
The spheres of blood were of different sizes. Taking a deep breath, Ronan began to examine the spheres one by one. Please have your sister's blood. But I hope not much. It was about five minutes later..
“Damn it..”
Ronan frowned. Iril's blood was invisible. If it exists, you'll notice it as a trait of Mana, a few times. It was the same when I looked again. He asked Sita.
“···No, either.?”
“cheek-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo···.”
Sita shook her head and moaned. Sita, who had seen her sister, wouldn't have noticed it.. Once the first operation was a failure. Ronan, who was alone, uttered a yell..
“No fuck. But I'm not giving up yet..”
“Cheek.!”
Sita fluttered her wings in agreement. The screams of passers-by rang out with the sound of a mighty wind, but that's what happened. There was no concern with things. Ronan opened his eyes again and began to observe the sphere of blood.
‘One of these is the blood of the culprit.’
I fought like this, and if I didn't shed blood once, it was more than that.. If the chip particle sliced the escort into an overwhelming gap, it would never be left. It was a scar. A few minutes passed again..
“Uh?”
Ronan raised his eyebrows. There was one more sphere that was too small to see. As he glared, Sita raised the sphere to Ronan's eye level.
“This is * * * clear···.”
Ronan instinctively told me that this was the blood that was buried in the kitchen knife. I noticed. The blood droplets on the thumb are a little different from other spheres. I was bundling..
‘Where did I see this??’
Ronan's eyes narrowed. I was excited and I didn't notice it before, but I felt familiar somewhere. Heard. He was putting his face to it..
“Don't do that.···!”
For a moment, I was appalled all over my body. Memories of the past surfaced above sleep. The blood traits that bundle before your eyes are clearly in the memory of the Savior. I've seen it..
Not a complete redness, but a little violet blood glistening It contained mana. Ronan, barely breathing, opened his mouth..
“Abel.”
It was the blood of Abel, the pontoon who had been searching for it. Ronan fiddled with his neck without knowing. Even though it was in the image world, the sense of his sword in his throat was Still remained sharp.
‘Did this crazy bastard come himself? To kidnap my sister.?’
Then the knife marks that covered the interior were familiar. It was Abel's sword that must have been smeared with malice every stroke.. One question struck his head..
“Then who did that??”
Ronan's gaze was focused on the swordplay of those who fought against Abel. From his tricky point of view, he was an amazing Mr. Carlsom..
Abel. So the design was not as perfect as the Savior's sword. But something anomalous and sharp was never thrust into Abel's sword.
I'm sorry for the Emperor, but I can't use this sword among the escort agents. There was no majorities. Then the third person broke in, and this is what the head is like. I got sick. Who the hell are you? How can you not shed a drop of blood against Abel??
“cheek, baby.!”
“En?”
Ronan was struggling with this. Sita cried as if she wanted to look over there.. Sita was staring into Iril's room with the door open with her head out.
“What's wrong? I searched there earlier..”
“Cheek Mandibles!”
Ronan shrugged. But Sita asks the doctor to go to Iril's room while he goes up his sleeve. expressed. It was an English-language act, but Ronan did it once.
“···Damn it..”
Ronan, entering the room, shook his teeth. The room was clean, and the smell from Iril's hair didnt smell. His nose grew tight again, but Ronan struggled to shake off his pain. It was the car he was looking around the room in..
“Well?”
An unnatural trace was captured in his vision. Only bread crumbs were off the floor in front of the bed. It seemed that the subtly smitten thing had to fall down in that position..
‘Have you ever.’
Ronan pushed the bed in his mind. Then a small box appeared. There are a lot of characters you won't recognize on the surface of the stone. It was engraved with arro..
“This is···.”
The atmosphere was strange, and in many ways it was not a match for Ilil. Click. Ronan, who picked up the box, gave his finger strength, and the box resisted differently. Opened without. His eyes swung as he saw the inside.
“···Blood system spit?”
Inside the box was a mechanism resembling a compass. It was a blood system that tracked blood. It was much more luxurious than it used to be when chasing Barca, but it was fundamental The design was the same.
But what really surprised Ronan was not the presence of the blood spit. On the inside side of the box was written a text in public language. Ronan read it slowly along with his eyes.
[My son. Celebrating Ronan's Quinceanera.]
-Cain.
It was a little crass, but I was able to recognize it enough. I felt like I had a hammer on my head. This is what my father left behind.?
The red needle of the blood needle points to the north, where the sea of Revenant is located. There was. Quinceanera. My sister assured me that she had prepared a special gift. The pieces of information that were floating in his head were matching one by two..
It was the car he was trying to say to Sita. Quaang! Suddenly, the front door opened like a crack, and a man jumped in. The face of the man in the dark uniform is as if he would pass out at the moment. I was tired of being white. Ronan, eyes on him, opened his mouth..
“Are you here? Schlieffen.”
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