Chapter 382 – Order

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Her appearance was too young to be called an adult, and her innocence was somewhat weathered to be called a girl.

The pipe in her hand she gave her a hint of her age of her, but neither Cleon nor Ruba could react properly to that contradictory appearance of her.

She thumps the other girl’s hand down with the sack of her pipe, bringing them both to their senses her.

“What are you doing? Can’t you hear your sister?”

She urged the two of them to sit down once again, and only then did Cleon and Ruba sit down on the sofa opposite her.

“First… Let me introduce myself. I am the owner of this ‘Adamant’.

“…I’m a man.”

“What did you say?”

When Cleon muttered that, Ray smiled and looked at Cleon.

Her laugh was accompanied by an unspoken pressure.

No, is it actually emitting magical pressure?

“Mr. Cadley.”

“Sister Ray.”

“…Sister Ray.”

Even Ruba, at her own pace, had to change her name.

There was a specimen in front of me that would perfectly prove that the fact that most of the Dark Demon’s clan were a bit gloomy was nonsense.

“… Are you from the dark horse clan?”

“Ohhh. Then what do I look like if I’m not from the Dark Demon clan? A strange woman with black lenses and dyed her hair black?”

If Ray answers Ruba’s question like that, Ruba shuts her mouth.

Cleon looked at her like that, scratched her head, and asked again.

“…Why did you want to meet us?”

“I’ve been watching you two for a long time. I have a lot of friends in the capital, so even when I’m here, information comes in easily.”

After she said that, she put her pipe in her mouth and drew in her breath.

The tip of her pipe her glowed red, and a moment later, when she removed her mouth her, thick smoke flowed from her little mouth her.

“But.

“…”

Cleon and Ruba also shut their mouths at her words.

If she is from the dark horse clan, is she from the Valley of the Dragon?

——No, that would not be the case.

It was right after the war between the kingdom and the empire that the dark horse clan began living in hiding in the valley of the dragon, avoiding the eyes of the kingdom’s people.

Earlier, the bartender said that Evelyn was ‘the oldest among the assassins who belonged to her after the war’.

It must be a contradictory story that she, the owner of the assassin’s house, is newer than Evelyn.

If so, it becomes a story that she has been hiding in the shadows as the head of the assassins in the royal capital since before the Great War.

“How old are you-“

As soon as Cleon brings up the story, he feels an extremely stinging feeling of life right behind him.

“Her sister her is 17 years old.”

“No, even so, that’s impossible…”

“Seventeen years old.”

Why on earth should she keep her mouth shut when she hears her words her?

Even Cleon and Ruba seemed to have their freedom of action taken away by the mysterious aura she exuded.

“Now, then… Let’s continue the story. Cleon. I understand why you came here. The request to assassinate Princess Amelia. It must be an investigation into that.”

“…If you know, the story is fast. If you know the client, tell me.”

At Cleon’s straightforward story, Ray smiled broadly and pointed his pipe at Cleon.

“That’s Cleon. He’s clumsy when it comes to getting information from people. Well, I thought he would. He’s not mean. You.”

When Lay’s words seemed to disparage Cleon, both Ruba and Cleon turned a little hard on their faces.

Ray sighs, whoops, and speaks after blowing her breath mixed with the smoke from her cigarette.

“I’m sorry, but I can’t tell the story of the client. If that happens, the heads of several kingdom dignitaries will have to be blown away during tonight’s dawn.”

“…”

Her words her, indirectly, were also hints at who the men were seeking Amelia’s life her.

“I don’t want chaos. Rather, I want order.”

“…You, the assassin?”

“Haha. It’s an ironic story. We value ‘rules’. Did you see Evelyn earlier? Even she, who seems to personify chaos and destruction, can’t break this Adamant’s rule. First, within Adamant. Esau doesn’t fight. Second, outside of Adamant, he doesn’t reveal anything about Adamant to the public.”

As Ray spoke, spreading her fingers one by one, Rubera opened her mouth as if to cut her off.

“Third. Whoever breaks the rules must be killed.”

“That’s correct. Did you learn from your master?”

To Ray’s words, Ruba quietly gave no answer.

“…Okay. If you’re so wary, then I should talk about myself a little bit.”

Seeing Rubera’s attitude, Ray shook her head as if she couldn’t help it and put her back on the sofa.

“First of all, Cleon. I’m not meeting you for the first time.”

“…What?”

Cleon is momentarily taken aback by her words, but soon realizes what she is talking about and sharpens her eyes.

“…Is it the demonic sword emperor?”

“Oh. That’s right. I’m a member of the dark horse clan that has been active on the side of the kingdom since before the war between the kingdom and the empire. Most of the dark horse clan avoided the eyes of the people of the kingdom and crossed the border of the empire to become a citizen there. I went into hiding in the dark. .”

As if longing for the past, she spoke with eyes looking somewhere far away.

“One day, just before the war between the Empire and the Kingdom began, an anonymous request flew in to Adamant. And that, by naming me. I didn’t do it, but… Seeing that request made my blood boil.”

[…So, this woman was already on active duty before the war, right? At least 50-]

Just in case she could hear Galatea’s words, Cleon pressed the handle of her Galatea.

Fortunately, Ray didn’t seem to hear Galatea’s voice of her, so she did n’t mind and continued her story of her.

“Of course, the target was the emperor of the empire, Cain. Cain, who became the new emperor after the emperor of the empire died, became a definite threat to the kingdom as he increased his power with his with a policy of accepting minorities.”

“So, did you receive the request?”

To Cleon’s question, Ray answered with a smile.

“Of course. I knew that the Demon Sword Emperor was a member of the Dark Demon clan, and I felt something … Strangely repulsive in his presence. So I went to kill him …”

“You failed.”

At Rubera’s words her, Ray shrugged her shoulders.

“That’s right. I failed the assassination request because I was defeated by the demonic sword emperor.”

“…The dragon survived.”

When Cleon says that, Ray blinks his eyes, then puts out a laugh.

“…Ah. I’d rather die.”

“──”

But immediately after seeing Ray’s expression cool down, Cleon tensed her body.

“I survived. I survived and was violated by the demonic sword emperor. He, who wanted the power of a powerful assassin, tried to subdue me with the power of the demonic sword. Over several days, the boundary between mind and body disappeared. Put my body in bubbling hot water As if lost. And, as a result-“

She drapes the cloth loosely over her own shoulders, down her neck her-the middle of her flat chest her.

It showed the appearance of a heterogeneous magic imprint that existed there.

“…!”

Cleonon and Ruba also opened their eyes wide when they saw the imprint.

It was similar in shape to the one on the back of Rubera’s hand, but a little more hideous and full of malice, the inscription seemed to have lost its power.

“…The imprint of dominion.”

“That’s right. I became the possession of Cain, the emperor of the Demon Sword. After that, I became a member of the assassination squad under his rule. Evelynn was my subordinate at that time. It was unstable from then on .”

Cleon recalls the assassination squad in Cain’s vision he had seen before.

Obviously, the commander is her-

This is Hutina Flairis, an aristocratic princess who wields a plain sword and was one of the women who were ruled by Cleon.

Naturally, thinking about her her, she thought of the masked woman of the Exiled Church she met across the dimensional rift, but first she shook her head and shook her head.

“Looks like he’s remembering something. Well, it’s better for me not to remember. I was brainwashed by the demonic sword emperor and defeated many people. Those who disobey the emperor within the empire. Commanders of the kingdom. …Ah, Percys .Tromeia’s father – so I was the one who killed Aruru Tromeia’s grandfather.”

At Ray’s words her, Rubera tried to get up from her seat her as she unknowingly put her hand on the barisada.

However, Cleon dries Rubera.

“…Remember the rules.”

“…Kuh…”

Cleon felt the same anger at Ray’s words.

It was because she was talking about killing the family of one of Cleon’s most important people, as if it were a medal.

Kindred, but an assassin.

The one who brainwashed her was the Demonic Sword Emperor.

Various complex emotions echoed inside Cleon, creating a whirlwind of melancholy emotions.

However, if Rubera pulls out her sword here and now and attacks Ray, she will not be able to survive here safely.

To her sudden emotions of her, she couldn’t lose her life.

“…You’re great, Cleon. You’re properly controlling your emotions. After all, you seem to be different from that demonic sword emperor.”

“…Continue the story.”

At Cleon’s words, Ray nodded his head.

“After that, well… As you all know. The golden warrior Lesia appeared and the war turned over, and the Demon Sword Emperor was subdued. Before the Demon Sword Emperor was subdued, I had already met Lesia and sealed the power of the imprint, until the end of the war, I assassinated key figures in the empire. It was a minor revenge.”

Cleon and Lubera were also silent as they listened to Ray’s story.

For her, her assassination her was mere means.

I don’t feel any remorse for killing people.

Take the price, and erase people’s lives. That’s all.

“…I took many lives, regardless of whether I was an enemy or an ally. There were some that were against my will, but I’m sure I killed them with my sword and my hands. After the demonic sword emperor died , my imprint completely lost its effect. After returning to the kingdom, I was given a secret trial.”

“…A secret trial?”

To some extent, the meaning of the word was understandable, but it was the first time he had actually heard it, so when Cleon asked such a question, Ray nodded his head and answered.

“This is a trial for a person who cannot be publicly released. I am an assassin who was dispatched to the empire at the request of the kingdom. There’s no way you can say that to a citizen of the kingdom, right?”

“…Exactly.”

Both Cleon and Ruba could only nod their heads at her words.

“To be honest, I even accepted the death penalty. Even if the brainwashing was done and the damage to the empire was done to some extent, the crimes committed did not disappear. Besides, the hero who became the Minister of Defense, Percys Tromeia, was also present at that trial. It was together. …It was a chance to get revenge on the enemy who killed my father.”

“…But you are alive.”

“That’s right. I owed him my life. Percys Tromeia, forgave me. I asked him to control Adamant as an axis to keep the order of the royal capital in the dark. …A hero indeed. It’s a bad judgment. It’s because you valued the kingdom’s order more than personal vengeance.”

“…”

Ray’s story ended there. From then until now. She guarded this adamant and supported part of the royal road in the dark.

“Now, Cleon. After listening to the story up to this point, what do you think? What did you feel? Could you have noticed the hidden meaning of this story?”

Cleon, who had heard Ray speak as if betting her riddle her, shut her mouth for a moment before replying while looking at her with her cold eyes.

“You think of me and Amelia as beings who disturb the order of this kingdom and bring about chaos.”

When Cleon’s words gave Ruba a surprised look, Ray smiled.

“That’s correct.”

“…”

Lay put the pipe on the table as if regretting it and spoke.

“Cleon. Solving requests while living in the rural city of Elesia. Defeating the Beast. Having a fun academy life at the academy. It had nothing to do with defeating the ghosts of the past. Rather, I think I want to applaud you for being great..”

However, Ray talks behind it.

“… But. Getting involved with the princess is a different matter. It’s a very political act. Her role is… A scapegoat.”

“…A scapegoat?”

Ruba questioned her words her and asked again.

“Yes. The kingdom learned how to govern effectively during the war against the empire. …No, it learned. That is, by creating a ‘common enemy in the kingdom’, bringing the kingdom together. The empire. The rebels. .. And… The imprisoned princess. Why do you think it’s inefficient to keep her alive and participate in the march once a year?”

The sound of grinding teeth was heard.

Rubera- Or is it Cleon? No, maybe it was Barisada.

“Princess Amelia accepted the role herself. She may not be aware of it, but she lived as if she died like a doll. A few years later, she would have been useful until the kingdom waged another war.”

Ray looked at Cleon with sharp eyes different from before and pointed at him.

The tips of her fingers her felt like the blades of a dagger.

“But. As the princess got involved with you, the magic swordsman, Cleon. Changes occurred in her feelings and surroundings of her. Through you, she met more people and began to be honest about her own desires her. Action. It wouldn’t have happened without you.”

“…Please wait. That’s because the Exiled Church-“

Rubera tries to say something of hers, but her Cleon stops her.

“…Cleon.”

Ruba couldn’t tell what he was thinking, even reading his expression her.

However, he it was just staring at Leah with surprisingly quiet and dark eyes.

“Princess Amelia must return to her original place her. Cleon. You have two options. Leave the capital with your companions and never get involved with Amelia again. And the other one. Die protecting Amelia, To be the catalyst that breaks her heart her.”

“Is that for the sake of order in the kingdom?”

At Cleon’s words, Ray didn’t nod her head or shake her from side to side.

But- Cleon laughed without waiting for her answer her.

“Rules… Order. …A country that stands on order that is achieved at the cost of a girl. Maybe it’s better to burn it down.”

“…Cleon.”

Ruba hears Cleon and she looks at him.

In Cleon’s dark eyes, a pitch-black flame was visible.

“…Listen carefully. Head of Adamant. Cadley. I will never, ever, tolerate what you guys have been forcing Amelia to do in order to maintain order and balance. And what you are going to do from now on. By killing me. Killing Amelia’s heart?… If so, I’ll survive. I’ll survive, and I’ll create a scene where the different order you all valued is shattered.”

“Can you think of that as a declaration of war against Adamant-against her kingdom? I thought Aruru Tromeia and you had a special relationship. Are you going to enmity with her as well?”

Cleon doesn’t back down from Ray’s words and answers.

“You don’t know what kind of woman Aruru Tromeia is. She… Considers justice only when she says it’s right. Your friend doesn’t even tell you that.”

“…Maybe.”

Ray closed and opened his eyes at Cleon’s words and picked up the adamantite coin on the table.

“…The death sickle will aim at your neck. Cleon. All the assassins in this capital. They will be your enemies.”

“Do whatever you want. I won’t run away. Burying this underground tavern in the ground before destroying the kingdom is probably a good idea.”

“Why do you do that to a single girl? You are a magic swordsman. You are the one who controls people’s emotions and controls their bodies.”

Cleon was silent for a moment at Leah’s question before answering.

“Because, to her, her companion her, Amelia, is more important to me than her her kingdom. I fight for her, never for the peace or order of her kingdom. She believes that the child is her strength of. Because they want it.”

“…”

When Ray heard Cleon’s answer from her, he closed her eyes and let out a sigh.

“I see… Bima’s luck. He’s the destroyer of the kingdom, and at the same time the guardian of the princess. Cleon.”

Ray said that and snapped her fingers.

Then the bartender walked in, pulling back her curtains.

“Did you call Mr. Cadley?”

“Bring me a drink. Ifrit- And, Dragon Valley.”

“All right.”

When the bartender leaves again, Cleon and Lubera try to get up as well.

“Wait! Where are you going?”

“…Isn’t that the end of the story? Are you thinking of fighting from now on?”

When Cleon spoke coldly, Cadley looked at him for a moment and laughed.

“Let’s talk a little bit more. From now on… Not as the head of the assassins and the guardian of the princess. As the same people as the dark horse clan.”

“…”

When Ruba and Cleon look dumbfounded at her words her.

The bartender came in with drinks.

“Come on. Have a seat. I’ll prepare some snacks for you.”

“No…Ha.”

“Something this guy… Messed up.”

Cleon nodded at Rubera’s words and sat back in the seat he had risen from.