Margrave’s Bastard Son was The Emperor Chapter 109

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Episode 109. understanding

Wesley sat with his legs crossed and looked at the ceiling.

Hundreds of spirits were shining and moving in the high dome. Combined with the dark background, it feels like looking at a small universe. She trimmed her long fingernails and called her aide.

“Barreto.”

“yes. Mr. Wesley.”

“Why don’t you put the report away?”

Despite her words, the aide did not move while holding the document. She moved closer with an expression that suggested she had just heard a funny joke.

“You weren’t waiting.”

On the surface, it was a report inviting necromancers from around the world to conduct various academic experiments. It was also intended to provide a peaceful place for negotiations, as countries with advanced necromancy were not on good terms with each other.

“The magicians are also really funny. “When we were back home, we were anxious to kill each other, but we kept them together and the research results continued to come up.”

“This is the great empire Bariel. “I guess that’s because they know full well that if they make a fuss in a place where there is peace, it will cause trouble.”

Wesley muttered indifferently and skimmed through the report.

“Besides, aren’t they the ones who sold their souls for academic pursuits? “It will be quite fun to get together.”

As she said that, she ran her hand over the title of the report. This is a research section on the theme of . The results of necromancy performed on plants, as well as dead and living animals, were described in detail. It’s hundreds of pages long.

The aide who was watching quietly added an explanation.

“Necromancy has its pros and cons for each race, so if we cooperate well, we will likely be able to create a higher level of magic power. I don’t think it will take too long. Shall we submit an official report to the General Assembly?”

“okay. “Old people, you might be starting to wonder.”

It was, after all, an official project conducted by the Ministry of Magic. After Wesley stamped his approval, another document was placed on the desk.

“In addition, this is the result of a study conducted on living people.”

Charak.

It was a document treated as top secret even among the Ministry of Magic. Because it was a personal matter for Wesley, the leader. She set aside her seal and reverently turned the pages of her papers one by one. Disappointment filled her as Wesley looked at her as he quickly read the sentence.

Percussion!

“It’s no different than a few years ago.”

“I’m sorry. There is a clear difference between the dead and the living, but it is said that the moment a spell is used, the magic becomes distorted.”

“Aren’t we pouring money into trying to catch that?”

As Wesley threw away the report in frustration, his aide made a cautious suggestion. Rather than pouring water into a bottomless dock, it may be better to change the dock itself.

“Wesley. Why not delve deeper into mind control magic rather than necromancy? Even if you were Gale, you would not have received the full blessings of the imperial palace. “Because you are the child of a concubine, not a royal wife.”

“Barreto! Realize what you said.”

Blessings from the imperial palace. It was an unknown power that originated from the origins of Bariel. It was recorded in the founding myth, and those who actually showed its effectiveness were also described in history.

‘Mental control through magic does not work on those who inherit the glory of the imperial family.’

It was a blessing given to Bariel by God to prevent the country’s fortunes from being swayed by magic tricks. There was a lot of room for interpretation in the part about the glory of the imperial family, but most people assumed that they were members of the imperial family, including the emperor.

“And you don’t know Gale?”

“I’m sorry.”

Wesley knows. Even though Gail and I are lovers, the size of our hearts are quite different. He used to feel very desperately that as much as he trusted, followed, and loved Gail, Gail did not think of him that much.

Wesley’s keen sense once said this.

‘If Gail ascends to the throne, will she really marry me?’

“He is a man so meticulous that he does not remove the magic sealing stone from his body, even in the bedroom. “He must have put up a shield to avoid mind control magic in some other way.”

Not only Gale, but Mariv, and even the aging emperor, would not be immune to mind control magic.

So, I searched for a roundabout way and ended up reaching necromancy. Although it is very similar to mental domination, in some ways it can be seen as more suitable for a blind relationship.

“Anyway, stop talking nonsense and pay more attention to the magicians. “A major disaster is approaching right now, and there is no progress at all.”

“I will correct it.”

“If you tell me to cough up money, I will come to my senses and work harder. Tsk. Pathetic things.”

Wesley took out a cigarette to relieve his stuffy stomach. Then the spirits that were swimming on the ceiling came and created a small ember.

“Whoa.”

She gently touched the spirit as if she was grateful and then turned her head. She felt ridiculous for trying to keep Gail captive by doing this, and she hated Gail to death for making her like this.

“What about Gail?”

“I will contact you.”

“… no. it’s okay.”

They were very reluctant to call me if I didn’t contact them first. Wesley flicked the ash from his cigarette in the ashtray and skimmed through the rest of the report.

“By the way, this guy named Ian.”

“yes. Mr. Wesley.”

“We’ll reach the center soon, right?”

“I’m sure I will attend the New Year’s party, so that’s right.”

“If you want to come up here from Brac, wouldn’t you have to pass through the Karenna region?”

Karenna. This was where Astana’s people hid after rejecting her offer to experiment and fleeing. Since the group of proto-necromancers had a dark and sinister side, everyone readily accepted her proposal and was conducting research so far, but they were against it until the end.

So, it made it impossible for them to return to their hometown.

“King Astana is also very pathetic. “I heard that he went into exile secretly.”

“There was a big earthquake at the time, so there was probably no time to worry.”

Wesley chewed a cigarette and recalled an incident from several years ago. Although it was a very faded memory, it still remained because of the commotion.

‘Gail is so perceptive. ‘If you hear that research is being done on living people, you’ll definitely be suspicious.’

So what can you do?

I have to kill him. I need to die so I can keep my mouth shut forever and prevent my secrets from leaking out. The aide continued to upload documents, rousing his lost boss.

“Mr. Wesley. And here’s the next report.”

“iced coffee. “Really, it makes cigarettes taste bad.”

“I can’t help it. As the New Year’s party approaches, there are many things to settle. “This is about the silkworm potion, and this is a report from an internal meeting at the Ministry of Magic about Ian.”

“Where did you say you wanted to take me?”

“Everyone seemed reluctant.”

“okay. “It’s obvious that it’s Mariv’s baby line, so it’s going to be difficult.”

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Even within the Ministry of Magic, there were numerous sub-departments. The priority is to test whether Ian is truly a magical power operator… … .

“First of all, prepare to receive new employees. “I don’t know how long it’s been.”

Wesley laughed self-deprecatingly and closed the document. At the same time, the spirits flying around the ceiling also lost their light and slowly seeped into the darkness.

* * *

“Huh. You killed them all? “Wesley?”

Beric was immersed in it and draped his upper body on the table. Harsha responded irritatedly, tapping her bottom with her tail.

-It wasn’t Wesley, it was his men who came and turned it over!

At first, the necromancers who wanted to know each other tried to persuade the grandmother and Harsha. How much money is given? As research continues, the status and authority of the necromancers will eventually increase. How much help that amount of money will give to poor Astana, etc.

The main reason was to line up Wesley, who was at the center of power in the great empire of Bariel.

-My grandmother ultimately paid the price for her rejection, and I paid the price for going against the truth.

‘Is this guy still young?’

‘Baby, would you like to come with us?’

‘There are no children among the test subjects yet, right? Should I cast a necromancy on him? See if you can hear me well.’

Beric, who had been listening quietly, rummaged through his pockets. I thought something was wrong and looked at Ian. It’s a piece of bread that was scraped up from the warehouse. Beric clicked his tongue and threw the food at Harsha.

Wow!

“You poor bastard, this. Eat and cheer up.”

-Where do they treat dogs?!

Ah! When Harsha kissed him again, Beric rolled his eyes with a puzzled expression. No matter how you think about it, these two people seem to have the personalities of oil and water.

Ian broke off a piece of bread one by one and handed it to Harsha.

“Aren’t you hungry?”

“This, this little thing, you don’t know grace, you don’t know manners, you don’t know anything? crazy.”

“Berrick. “It’s truly surprising that you discuss etiquette.”

“hey! “But I’m still human!”

As the piece of bread approached, Harsha’s nostrils flared. She ran through the mountains and fields, picking up things and eating them, but being human as she was, there was no way she could fit into Harsha’s mouth. She motioned for Ian to say it was okay, and she swallowed it in her mouthful without hesitation.

“Did you raise this dog?”

-okay. The only life in the house that day was ‘Rookie’, but the magic went wrong and ended up like this. Fortunately, the magicians thought I died without being able to receive the power. Something unknown disappeared into the well.

They killed all those who were with the stranger from Astana. Since they did something, of course they should have come to investigate. Ian clicked his tongue at the Ministry of Magic’s actions, which were more serious than he expected.

-My body was affected by necromancy and became undead. From the day I dug up the grave, I kept guarding it so that it could not go anywhere, but one day I met thieves in the forest. From then on, my body began to move independently, regardless of my will.

No matter how much I barked or pulled at my pants, I was helpless. Because it was literally the result of a taboo, no speculation was allowed. Ian frowned and asked back.

“Did they intentionally take the body?”

-That didn’t seem to be the case. They were also confused at first. If you get caught in the village, the guards will come. So you killed me twice.

Harsha’s testimony contained no emotion. These were her words as I watched her fist fly and her sword sink into her own body, which had become her corpse.

-Noticing that it was a body that would not die even if killed, they took the body away. After some time passed, I somehow figured out how to use magic through my body. Every time I encounter the undead, I open my inner eye.

So I was able to see the situation through the undead who came to the inn. It was more complicated than I thought, and things were difficult. Harsha dug her moist, blunt snout into Ian’s side.

-So, I need someone to dispose of my body.

That was the reason why I spoke to Beric while watching in the forest. Judging from the long line of carriages, it seemed like they were not ordinary people. He also knew that thieves were targeting Ian’s carriage not far away.

-I want you to help me.

Harsha asked in a voice full of determination. Beric, who was hearing this, awkwardly put a piece of bread in his mouth.

“Truly, I think I’m the one to go and do my best. Let’s see how I handle it.”

Ian smiled faintly and patted the dog’s head. Rather than offering help, it would be more correct to say that our interests are aligned.

“Then you know where the thief is now?”

Harsha needs to find the body, and Ian needs to find the carriage. Besides, wasn’t she the only survivor of Wesley’s atrocities?

The dog fluttered its nostrils again and shook its head.

-of course. I am a dog now.

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