I see emperor stats-Chapter 118
destruction of evidence
Julius' guess was simple.
'Even in the imperial palace, there's no way that those who use such a ploy to eliminate the grand duke won't hit this place where their main force escaped.'
That is, destruction of evidence. Of course, just by looking at the old man named Victor, this castle's power wouldn't be that weak, but the opponent would know that much.
“What if you say enemies?”
“As you know about that basement, you seem to be the grand duke's henchman. Then there's no way you can't guess at all, right?"
“… … .”
Victor thought for a moment. The Grand Duke used to accompany him to 'a certain place' once every few years or months. He was the coachman who had driven the wagon during the previous contact with the black market.
Julius asked again.
“And can you tell me a little more about the Archduke? I read the notes inside, but that doesn't solve all my questions.”
“Whew… … .”
Victor let out a heavy sigh and opened his mouth.
“You already know about Gladius.”
“It seems to have something to do with their secret, too?”
“His Highness Grand Duke was a very ambitious person when he was young. Among the previous family heads, few people have such talent.”
His tone seems to treat the Grand Duke, who has already entered his old age, as if he were a young man in high spirits. Julius asked with a puzzled expression.
“How old are you?”
“You’ll be over eighty this year.”
'oh my god… … .'
Victor's age was at least twenty years older than Julius expected. He assumed that it would be similar to the Grand Duke, but it was not.
He sees the expression on Julius's face, gets up again, and bows politely.
“I tried to bury it because it was in the past, but I can’t help it. My name is Victor Olaf, who served as the former leader of Gladius.”
"hmm… … .”
If so, it was understandable that such a strong person had to sit in the position of a butler.
“The piece of convenience you showed me when you came here is a sacred thing passed down from generation to generation to the head of the grand duchy. As you can see, Gladius, in addition to its meaning as a secret military organization, also housed the legacy of the Great Emperor.”
“I guess he was also in charge of delivering the blood of the imperial family to the successor?”
"That's right. However, as the first head of household is the only disciple of the great emperor, it is not forbidden in principle to learn.”
"hmm? You mean you can learn the legacy without inheriting the blood of the players?”
“The Great Emperor said so. If it weren't for that, His Highness wouldn't have been so tenacious in her research.”
Here, Victor spoke cautiously.
“Her Highness, in fact, doesn't seem to have put much meaning into handing over the inheritance. It's just that Her Highness was concerned the whole time about not being able to learn the legacy.”
The reason why the Grand Duke openly hated members of the royal family except for Leonhardt was that he, who had absolute confidence in his talents before his aptitude as a player, had failed to properly learn the legacy.
"I haven't heard the details either, but I've heard that Legacy is much easier to learn for those with deep player blood."
"hmm… It's not exact, but it's similar.”
Julius clicked his tongue here. It was because he could understand the feelings of the Grand Duke to a large extent.
'Tsk! After all, the function of player learning is fraudulent.'
It's just a matter of proficiency, and if you simply touch the legacy, all the basic information will come into your head. If the Grand Duke, who had devoted his whole life to the sword, knew this to some extent, he would have just collapsed.
There is no one in the imperial family to learn about the issue of inheritance, so of course, the information must have been lost due to a loss of life at some point.
But understanding did not make his guilt go away.
“Even so, the first grand duke wouldn't have told me to rebel against the imperial family. I must admit that sin. Isn't it?”
“I have nothing to say about that.”
Victor bowed his head with a sad face. Treason was treason.
Now that the inheritance was recovered, there was no problem even if Julius left like this. No, it was an advantage. It's said to destroy evidence, but the enemies fight each other with internal strife. Is there any reason to save one side?
“… … .”
“But I will help you.”
This was a promise, but also a deal. If it had not been for the achievements of the Grand Duke, the results obtained this time would have been somewhat disappointing.
In fact, right up until just before his arrival, Julius' thoughts were half to save and half to leave him alone. There was a possibility that they would attack him in the first place.
But Victor, unaware of this, had no choice but to once again look at Julius with an expression of surprise.
'Is the distribution large, or am I asking them to come under me at this time?'
In fact, Victor was thinking of taking the remaining forces and going under Leonhard, whom the Archduke favored during his lifetime. If it was the second prince, at least he wouldn't treat them badly.
Receiving those suspicious glances, Julius stood up.
“Now that you have heard the story, you must prepare for Mercury now.”
* * *
After a while, the two came out and were discussing the raid. Of course, it was not a serious conversation from the beginning.
“Are you really helping me?”
“Should I even use the name of the imperial family? Don't worry, let my knights come inside first. Everyone must be tired after running for three full days.”
“… … .”
Watching Julius' unconcerned tone, Victor finally decided to trust him. Because he realized that if he was going to annihilate this side, he would have no reason to bother lying.
'And there's no way there's anything else to look at on this side, without His Highness and major powers, and already only a shell.'
After thinking so, he finally talked about the castle's power.
“Currently, there are quite a few knights left in Heaven Guard, but if we were to narrow down the elite, there would be not even a handful. If it's a large-scale raid, in fact, I don't think it's possible to defend everywhere.”
However, Julius shook his head.
“The enemy's goal is not simple massacre, but destruction of evidence.”
It was unreasonable to cleanly get rid of everyone in a castle of this size. Therefore, he thought that only the main strongholds needed to be defended.
“Do you know where the enemy might be targeting?”
“First of all, the lodgings of the knights in the outer castle and the residence of the Grand Duke's family will be unconditional targets.”
In addition, there were government offices where civil servants lived and the grand duke's mansion where important documents were kept.
“And with resistance, the entire area will become the enemy’s attack target.”
The inner castle was a forbidden area where only the grand duke and a few of his subordinates could enter. It's a seemingly secret area, but even if he's an intruder, he'll probably try to get rid of it.
“Thus, I think it is better to mobilize all personnel in the castle and defend it, even if others give up.”
After all, the enemy's final target will be resistance. Therefore, the opinion was that rather than splitting up and dealing with insufficient forces, we should unite and defend only the most important areas.
However, Julius had a different opinion.
“Then there is a possibility that the outer fortress will be completely destroyed or burned by the enemy. Can you stand it?”
“Of course it is unfortunate, but… … .”
As the manager of the castle, Victor also wanted to reduce the damage. However, he was really difficult to deal with this time. It was because the Grand Duke had spoken about their fears several times before he was alive.
Julius also did not know the detailed information, but based on his reaction, he roughly estimated the enemy's strength.
'It seems that the place called the black market has more power than I thought.'
Hagiya seems to be related to the church, so it was natural in a way. If it was a bland enemy, he wouldn't have had a reason to rush.
He smiled and gave his opinion.
“I have a slightly different opinion, can you listen?”
“Tell me.”
Hearing Julius' opinion, Victor slightly widened his wrinkled eyes.
“Can you really do that?”
“Of course. Then you can reduce the damage to the castle and save the number of people on this side, so wouldn’t it kill two birds with one stone?”
“But His Highness… … .”
"Don't you know who I brought down?"
“… … .”
At that, Victor remained silent. In fact, he had guessed from the moment he heard that the Grand Duke died leaving a legacy, but if he said so confidently, there was only one conclusion.
'Could it be that he won a head-to-head match with the Grand Duke at such a young age?'
After a moment of silence, Victor opened his mouth. His eyes were still filled with suspicion, but the evidence was so clear that he couldn't believe it.
“Then I guess it doesn’t matter if we go with this plan.”
"Then it's decided! Please take good care of me.”
Julius smiled and held out his hand to him.
* * *
It was the second night after Julius arrived at Heavenguard.
“Huaam.”
Two soldiers were patrolling the wall in pairs. One of them yawned as if he was bored with the night shift.
The soldier next to him also asks a question with an uneasy look.
“Captain, how many days will this alert last?”
The old veteran soldier, who had yawned at first, grumbled and answered.
"I don't know either. I've been working here for ten years, but this is the first time this has happened. Your Highness, what the hell is going on with the alert being issued?"
Who would dare to raid the Grand Duke's castle? There, the 1st prince suddenly visited with a group of knights, and it is said that he locked himself in the castle and did not come out properly.
“Anyway, what those of you higher up think… huh?"
Squeak.
The grumbling soldier looked back for a moment. It felt like something was passing through my throat.
squeak.
Pooh.
The soldier's head was neatly cut off like the end of an apple, and blood gushed out like a fountain.
“… … !?”
The new soldier opened his eyes for a moment, stared at the scene, and took his hand to his waist like lightning.
His seniors were tired of the long peace and did not carry it properly, but he was a diligent person and always carried a signal flute like a knife.
Pooh.
The sound echoed through the walls of the castle. The new soldier's expression brightened, and then his expression darkened again. There was no way a person with enough skill to approach and cut off soldiers' necks would leave him alone.
He completed his mission and closed his eyes tightly. He too felt the cool touch on the nape of his neck.
slippery
'Eh... What is the Heaven Guard guard's job? You're going to the nether at such a young age.'
"ok?"
The next moment the new soldier opened his closed eyes. Unexpectedly, his body was intact.
Then, what was that cool feeling on the nape of the neck?
Whoa!
Blowing the flute again, he tilted his head.
'It was cool, but it felt like stroking the nape of my neck?'
* * *
'okay! A soldier must be that diligent!'
The man in the golden mask jumped over the wall while humming. The cold feeling the soldiers felt just now was his fault.
Of course, it wasn't that I stroked her because she was really pretty.
'Because it's easier to work when the castle is moderately confused?'
In any case, there was absolutely no way this job would fail as he had come on his own. Wouldn't it be okay to show mercy to one or two soldiers? Signals from the subordinates connected by psyche entered his head.
“Owner, the other cultists have all infiltrated.”
“Then let it go. Shouldn't I miss any of the knights or the main people they told me about?”
"All right."
All of his subordinates were put into the outer fortress. Because he judged that it would be enough for them to go alone.
Ssuk!
The man hummed and seemed to walk lightly, but in an instant he crossed the outer wall and reached the wall of the inner wall.
'I'm a little sorry for the dead Gladius, but it can't be helped because it's the church's business.'
He leaps over the wall and steps into the inner sanctuary.
“Well then, shall we begin?”
The man stretched once and maintained the posture with both hands raised.
“What do you mean start?”
"oh?"
Chew!
The man twisted his back. At the same time, blood gushed out of his chest. An invisible slash had gone through his chest.
The slash went quite deep, and anyone could see that it was a serious injury, but the man jumped back, opened the distance, and smiled round and round.
“I asked who this is, isn’t that the prince?”
“I guess you know me too?”
Julius also smiled and looked at him.
'This is bigger than I thought? But why do the stats look like that?'
[???]
Occupation: Merchant, Archbishop (Heimdall Order)
Muscular Strength: C Quickness: C Intellect: S Mental Power: A Dark Holy Power: SS
Alignment: Greed, Fanatic
[characteristic]
???
Comments