Margrave’s Bastard Son was The Emperor Chapter 17

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Episode 17. enemy

It was an instant. Unable to overcome the sudden shock, her man’s body fell backwards. Beric climbed on top of him and stabbed him mercilessly with his fist.

Pow! Pow!

“uh… … .”

The companions standing next to him watched in silence for a moment. No matter how much he was attacked, he wasn’t big enough to be knocked down with just one punch. He looks like he’s going to grab Beric’s hair and throw him like before.

They are being treated unilaterally.

“Stop that! “Stop it!”

“crazy! what are you doing! Beric!”

“This bastard has gone crazy!”

But the reaction of the guy who was crushed was strange. As if he had fainted, he collapsed miserably without even lifting a finger. His colleagues then became frightened and rushed towards Beric.

“Move-!”

“Wake!”

Beric’s breathing was rough and irregular. He has a fierce spirit, as if he has taken medicine. More than five trainees joined together and were barely able to bring him down.

“What are you doing now!”

“What’s going on?”

Deo and the instructors came running to the commotion.

A huge man lying on the ground and Beric thirsting for blood. He couldn’t believe that this happened with only his fists and no weapons. Conversely, I would understand if Beric was down.

“ha… ha… . ha ha ha!”

“This is so crazy! “Instructor!”

“Berik, this bastard suddenly rushed at me!”

Beric fell flat on the floor and burst into laughter. The cool expression on his face is quite a sight to behold. The trainees who were pressing his body with their bodies frowned in disgust. The instructor raised his chin with his foot.

“Berrick.”

“ah. “Fuck, this tastes good.”

“Berrick!”

“The bastard who showed his back during the sparring that it was over is a fool!”

The loud, screaming sound was terrifyingly hot. The instructor kicked his face as if it was not worth responding, and soon Beric let out a pained groan.

“Move him to the infirmary, and tie Beric up to the punishment room.”

Everyone moved in perfect order at the instructor’s words. Beric and Ian, who were being dragged along, locked eyes. In contrast to Ian’s calm expression, his eyes were excited, like an adventurer who discovered a treasure. He seems helpless from the satisfying pleasure.

‘He’s definitely crazy.’

Ian also agrees with what the trainees said. He seems like one of the most damn good magic swordsmen I’ve ever seen.

Conversely, it also means that there is no fear in battle. A warrior who is not afraid of death has no opponents.

“Ian.”

“ah.”

Deo approached Ian and frowned.

“What did that guy do?”

Contrary to the content, the tone of voice was not at all concerned. It was more like just a formal question. Ian answered, patting her sleeve.

“no. “I got a bunch of swear words.”

“… It’s a shame, but I have to finish it today. “Master Chell’s condition is like that, and the training ground is a mess.”

Chell was stretched out in the shade, catching his breath. My plump stomach was rising and falling with difficulty. She simply attaches significance to movement.

Not only that, but there was blood on the spot where the man was lying, so it was clear that he had hit a ball today. If Ian’s only purpose was training.

“Of course. But that guy named Beric.”

Deo, who was turning his back, stopped at Ian’s call.

“What is the punishment?”

“He’s such a troublemaker that I think we’ll have to have a meeting to find out, but he’ll probably be whipped and kicked out.”

And the wages paid so far will also be confiscated in the name of compensation for damages. Ian walked with an expressionless expression, but smiled inwardly with satisfaction.

‘It wasn’t my intention, but it worked out well.’

Beric’s current status is a private soldier of Derga Bratz. But if he gets kicked out and is free, it will be much easier to form a relationship. He is a person who blindly pursues strength, so he will definitely come looking for Ian due to the mysterious phenomenon he just felt.

‘With that kind of temperament, I think he would come crawling to me on the day he was whipped.’

Ian looked at the back door of the training ground where Beric had disappeared and shook his head excitedly.

He sleeps like a flame. If “contract magic” was possible, it would be controlled, but it was too much for Ian right now. You will have to be coaxed here and there like you would an animal.

“Huh, huh… … .”

“older brother. Are you okay?”

“… I, I can’t do it. “I really can’t do this!”

Chell almost cried out in frustration. I haven’t raised my voice out loud since I saw Ian’s golden eyes. It seemed like he was really struggling.

“All right. “Brother, take care of yourself from now on.”

However, he smiled to show that he would not let it go if the Count lost his chance to train because of you.

I don’t know if you understood. Chell stood up, wiping off his sweat. The puddle of blood on the floor was terrifying, and the sound of whips and screams coming from somewhere was scary.

Chell realized once again that the training ground was truly a place that did not suit her.

* * *

And the next day.

The third official luncheon with Lord Moline has begun. The surroundings were brighter with the flowers in the garden in full bloom. Molin, Mac, and Degor led the meal with greater ease than before.

“So, I asked the lady at that time.”

“aha. “I’ve heard of that.”

“I was sure your wife would know.”

He didn’t spill meaningful words like before, nor did he fight with Derga. I also don’t intend to include topics that seem to be testing Ian. Only trivial social gossip was mentioned, centering around Countess Mary. It was clearly a change that occurred because of the communication behind the scenes with Ian.

Derga, who had been silent for a while, said something.

“Sir Molin.”

“yes. Count Bratz.”

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“Did Ian give you a good tour of the estate?”

There was something suspicious, but there were no traces. Chell and Deo didn’t know anything, and Brooch checked three times while he was busy. But there is absolutely nothing to catch.

“It was our first outing, so we went to the park after lunch. The weather was very nice and it was fun to walk. The academic discussions were also excellent, so I have vivid memories of that day.”

“… “If that’s the case, you’re lucky.”

“Oh. Ian. “Today, would you please show me the room you mentioned last time?”

room? What room? Ian regained his memory for a brief moment.

When Molly first suggested going out, didn’t he ask her in a joking way? He asked if I would like to take a look at his room.

Ian glanced at Derga and smiled. The steak on the plate has completely disappeared. If permission is granted, it would be better to stand up and finish the meal.

“Are you okay, Dad?”

“I want to be with you too, but… … .”

Derga tried to accompany him, but the aide’s presence lingering at the entrance to the garden was strong. I think it’s more because he’s moving around like a whining puppy. Clearly, there is urgent work left.

“Madam, please finish serving the guests.”

He clicked his tongue inwardly and looked at Mrs. Mary. The attitude of giving instructions is coercive.

“yes. “Of course.”

After the fight, I felt even colder. At least since it’s in front of customers, it’s just a matter of saving face.

Mrs. Mary smiled brightly as she wiped her hands with a napkin. The actor on stage seems to change his expression.

“Then shall we just get up?”

“great. I ate well today too. “It was a good meal.”

As everyone put down their dishes, the servants waiting behind them started to move around busily. One of them approached the wife as if she had been waiting and whispered something.

“ah.”

“What’s going on? ma’am?”

“sorry. “They say Madam Merelov’s attendant is waiting at the front door.”

“Do you mean Countess Merelov of the neighboring estate?”

Mac asked back, looking a little surprised. Count Merelov. Since it’s a remote area, it doesn’t seem like he’ll be that famous in social circles… . Judging by Lady Mary’s attitude, he seemed quite knowledgeable.

Mrs. Mary also smiled in agreement. It was a laugh full of ridicule.

“yes. I have something to receive. Ian. Would you like to take the guests to their rooms first? “I will serve the tea first.”

The wife graciously asked for permission. Derga also said her final goodbyes and went up to the office, and Ian arrived in the annex room with her guests.

Squeak.

“They say the room resembles its owner, and it’s very bright.”

Mac praised, looking around. Three people sitting around the sofa. Ian took her parchment and pen and pointed to his chest. Everyone knew what the red brooch meant.

“thank you. Sir Mack.”

“I heard you’re practicing your handwriting. “Can I take a look?”

“Of course.”

Mac and Degor talked endlessly to fill the void. Not much time until Mrs. Mary arrives. Ian grabbed her pen and wrote down a simple sentence.

-What should I do?

-Is it possible to enter Count Derga’s study?

-I keep going up to regenerate the magic stones.

Preface to finding the office. It was most likely a tax-related issue that Ian had anticipated. Mollyn paused for a moment, as if choosing something easy to say.

-You must check the total harvest of grains harvested in the territory and the production of the coal mines in the Monne Mountains. Also, the farmer tax rate confirmation form from last summer to the present. It would be best to transcribe it, but if it is difficult, you can just write the number and stamp it.

You do have a coal mine. Even so, since it is coal, it is not a great asset.

Even if there was no detailed list, if there was a seal, it was considered a whistleblower report and a forced search was possible.

This was why the nobles valued seals so much, and why they entrusted seals as a measure of universal loyalty.

– Are you saying that the Bratz family embezzled taxes?

-I still only have heartburn.

Ian asked, acting like hesitation.

-Embezzlement is a serious crime that destroys a family.

An oath not to be destroyed was necessary.

If Bratz Castle disappears, Ian’s place will also disappear. Is that it? Since they had Derga blood, there was a high possibility that they would become imperial slaves. I will have to sacrifice my life to cover the taxes I embezzled.

-If I am against registering, Ian is not from the Bratz family. How great is it that you will avoid capital punishment and there will be no need to cross the border?

‘Look at these?’

As expected, Molin did not give the desired answer. At the same time as thinking that Ian would not know what would happen next, his attitude was that he did not really care.

It may be okay for a magic power operator, but for an ordinary child from a brothel, it seems like that is enough of a reward.

‘It’s an obvious choice, but it’s a bit difficult.’

Because of its location, it was not possible to openly demand the continuation of the family. First of all, the power of the imperial palace is absolutely necessary to bring down Derga. However, I felt like I would be in trouble if it was discovered that I was having deep thoughts.

“ah.”

An exclamation escaped from Ian’s mouth as he was thinking deeply. Mac and Degor turned around at the sudden voice.

“Ian?”

“sorry. “I chewed my tongue.”

“be careful. “Small wounds hurt.”

Moline’s friendly concern did not sound friendly. If we continue like this, there is no way for us to survive. Ian refined the numbers he had just remembered and wrote down the letters.

-Then I have a suggestion.

-Please do as you please.

A way to protect yourself from punishment by the imperial palace and a way to protect ownership of your territory. Isn’t there a saying that the enemy of your enemy is your friend? The common enemy of Dergah and the imperial palace still remained.

-I will not register, but I will meet the Cheonryeo people.

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