Chapter 105 – 105. Bless These Wonderful Loyalists of Prince Canin (4)

– One –

“…I think it would be better to do that.”

“I agree, brother Poda.”

“I agree. Monohorn, what do you think?”

“I think it’s okay. But there are a few things that are bothering me…”

They were discussing the future response direction.

Jose participated in the meeting rather passively.

Occasionally, he only conveyed the wisdom derived from his experience as a mercenary, but did not actively participate in the meeting.

Because he knew very well that it was not his role to use his brain.

“Isn’t our hero cool, Ada-sister?”

“That’s right. Who would have imagined that Monohorn would be such a great person at first? I really admire him regardless of his age.”

Hehe♡”

It was the same with Ada.

She admitted that while she could be a religious focal point, her brain couldn’t keep up with them.

So, whispering and chatting with Urmama, who was bored with meetings, became her main task.

She answers only when necessary, and only when questions come to her.

Still, it’s fine as it is.

It was because she was able to use an outstanding healing method that no one else had.

You just have to do what you are good at.

If you can help the community by doing so, that is enough.

This was how they lived.

“Estras…S? Estrus?”

Octopoda turns her head to ask Estrus something.

But she couldn’t find her anywhere inside her room.

Octopoda looked around and panicked, only then did everyone notice her absence.

“Where is she, Bennison?”

Benison shakes her head anxiously.

He couldn’t find Estrus within his detection range, so he had been in a panic since earlier.

Others hadn’t noticed that he was in a panic.

It was because he was usually passive about attending meetings.

“Mo, I don’t know… I can’t see my eyes since a while ago…”

“Why didn’t you tell me sooner?!”

“Now, I thought I went to the bathroom for a while…”

Part of Benison’s lack of prompt notification of Estrus’s absence was in part because he did not want to disrupt her meeting.

But he was a timid man.

He is so easily intimidated by his own initiative in making judgments.

That was the biggest reason for the delay in noticing her absence.

“Didn’t Sister Estrus say she had a bad relationship with Viscount Uwebol?”

“That’s right, brother.”

“Doesn’t Sister Estrus go after that bastard behind our backs to destroy him?”

“It’s a big deal! If left alone, Estrus might kill Lord Lampage! We have to go and stop it! We have to stop it! His weight in the imperial faction, regardless of his title, should be seen as a practical second-in-command! If you kill him, there could be an all-out war with the Emperor’s Blues right away!”

Demosi exclaimed in astonishment.

As if everyone had the same judgment, they nodded and agreed with her words.

“Benison, will you take the lead in tracking down Estrus, no, Viscount Uwevol?”

“Yes, yes, brother Jose.”

“My love, work together with Bennison to track down his whereabouts. You don’t have to follow me.”

“Honey, are you okay?”

At Margarita’s worried question, Jose nodded heavily.

Jose turns to Ada.

“Ada, would you like to come with me?”

“Uh, heights are a bit scary, but… If Estrus has already done something, he might need my help. I have to follow him unconditionally.”

“We will serve you as safely as possible.”

Jose’s head turned to Monohorn.

“Brother, can you follow her as quickly as possible with Mr. Jesu? Even if her sister cannot subdue her, there is a need to isolate her viscount from her Uwe Ball.”

“Yes, bro. I’ll do my best.”

Jose’s gaze turned to Octopoda and Demosi.

“You two will stay here and watch over Margarita. Please.”

“Yes, I understand. Don’t worry and come back.”

“Thank you.”

Benison and Margarita closed their eyes and focused all their abilities towards the south in order to sense Viscount Uwebol’s presence.

Benison shakes his head.

Margarita opens her eyes.

“I’m sure the Viscount has gone south, but he’s already out of my real-time detection range. We’ll track his whereabouts as we move south. If we find the two of them along the way, we’ll send them the coordinates in a whisper right away, honey. Bennison Estrus If you find the whereabouts of your sister and Viscount Uwevol, shout out loud and let me know.”

“Yes, Margarita Nunna.”

Jose nods.

“Ada, excuse me.”

“Yes, Jose”

Ada hugs Jose and puts her arm around his neck.

Circumstances are circumstance, so Margarita does not express her jealousy towards her.

Jose looks back at the people he decided to leave with.

“It’s urgent, so let’s leave right away.”

“Yes, brother.”

They spurred on and ran out of the mansion all at once.

The sound of the wind and the sound of growing tree trunks follow the sound of footsteps in turn.

The noise they made felt very urgent.

– 2 –

“Shit…”

Viscount Uwebol had been walking alone through the woods for over half a day.

His backside looked no different from that of a defeated soldier.

‘I was completely caught up in their pace. Not being able to take the initiative and being beaten…’

Yes.

He was eventually kicked out of Estrus’ mansion, with only marginal results in the form of loose alliances.

‘We need to support wide area communication magic tools, prepare relays, and there’s a lot of work to do… Rather, if we go out to guarantee the identity of the saintess, how will Regal come out…’

Viscount Uwebol was concerned that, in the worst case, a civil war might break out between the emperors and the nobles.

He was trudging along the forest road with a dark expression on his face, unable to hide his worry.

Monohorn has temporarily cleared his way out, so he will get out of this forest if he goes in a straight line in one direction.

‘I don’t know how much time I’m wasting in the name of meeting with those idiots again.’

The imperial faction is relatively competent.

However, as with any group, not all members are competent.

A few capable characters must convince everyone and properly control them.

There are trustees disguised as loyalists, and there are definitely those who act only for their own gain.

Although the Marquis of Caymus is like an old man, there is no one armed with a more pure loyalty.

Therefore, persuading the Marquis of Caymus is the most urgent task.

If only the Marquis can be persuaded, the rest of the members will generally follow his opinion.

So,

Shuck.
Pak!

“Omg!”

Suddenly, a dagger is lodged in Viscount Uweboll’s feet.

It must have been the dagger that cut off his left ear.

The corners of Viscount Uwevol’s eyes quivered.

“Wait a minute there~”

Estrus’s languid voice is heard above his head.

“Don’t you think we’ll have something to talk about?”

He was shaking his body mercilessly.

Viscount Uwe Boll lifted his head with difficulty.

Above him, Estrus was perched on a thick branch, laughing and bobbing her long, straight legs.

Wheein.

The wind blew and gently lifted and lifted the hem of her skirt.

Her long, straight legs, exposed through the fluttering hem of her skirt, fluttered, showing off her very healthy light brown skin.

Viscount Uwevol couldn’t help but feel sexual arousal even looking at her bare skin.

He was just afraid of her, and afraid of her.

“Hey~ I secretly followed you because I was curious~”

Estrus grinned.

Viscount Uwevol’s back came out drenched in cold sweat.

He shuddered at the thought of facing a beast.

He was no different from a herbivore facing a predator now.

“Now that I’m alone~ There’s no one to stop me~? So it’s better to answer honestly~ Can this Estrus~ scum~ lie~ tell the truth~ everyone~?”

Maybe it was even worse than that.

At least, because beasts hunt their prey only when they are hungry, but she seemed to be able to kill herself even when she wasn’t hungry.

“…Are you still angry with me for making the wrong decision? If I apologize again, will you let me go?”

Viscount Uwevol asked her cautiously.

He must return alive.

“That’s what I want to ask~ isn’t that~?”

“Then what are you curious about? I’ll answer anything honestly, so please be kind to me.”

He was ready to get down on her knees if she would kneel and lick her own feet if she licked them.

The desperate struggle for survival is always a driving force that can achieve people beyond their limits, but at the same time it makes people’s field of vision extremely narrow.

That’s why he couldn’t even think of using his brilliant brain properly this time, and he had no choice but to be swung by Estrus.

Therefore, he was prepared to forcibly reveal his true intentions by Estrus.

“Hey~ Mr. Youngju~”

Gulp.

Viscount Uwebol swallows dry saliva.

“Old man, once you get rid of Regal, what are you planning to do with us?”

“What are you going to do? Shouldn’t we just try to benefit each other as an alliance?”

“Is that your idea, uncle?”

Viscount Uwevol nodded obediently.

Can’t lie here

To test the truth of what she says she can tell the difference between true and false, the fact that she has one life bothers her.

Viscount Uwe Boll never imagined until she entered this forest that she would regret so much that she had come alone to embrace them.

“That’s right. You haven’t conveyed your intentions to the members of the imperial faction yet. But since I’m not a small part of the imperial faction, we should be able to gather our will in a direction that generally agrees with my opinion.”

“Huh~ That seems to be true~ Then there is~”

Gulp.

Viscount Uwevol was very afraid of her next question.

“I heard~ on behalf of the uncles~ I heard that you are trying to get the little crown prince to participate in Eros Paradise~ right~?”

“That’s right…”

Viscount Uwevol was terrified of their intelligence.

It was hard to see that the armed forces and intelligence they possessed were something that only a few people could have.

If not, the fear that all members of the imperial faction, including the crown prince, might be used and abandoned by them springs up from within Viscount Uweboll.

“Then~ later~ when the crown prince participates in the battle~ and the Eros Paradise begins~”

Startle.

Viscount Uwevol trembled.

“The crown prince, no~ Are you going to be the emperor then~? Anyway, you intend to make him the winner~?”

Month by month.

The vibrations emanating from Viscount Uweboll’s body grew louder.

“You intend to kill us all and make the next emperor the next god~?

Rattling.
Dump.

Viscount Uwe Boll slumped on the floor and dropped her body.

He couldn’t immediately answer her question.

“It’s a classic song~ Isn’t it really hard to answer~?”

Because it was so.

The group that prioritizes the emperor, the authority of the imperial family, and the dignity of the imperial family is the imperial faction.

If they are given the right to appoint the next god, if such an opportunity is truly given to them, they will never give up that opportunity to another lowly lineage.

Because no one else would be allowed to stand on the head of the most dignified Emperor under the Goddess.

If at most one of the subjects of the empire, living by the grace of the emperor, became the next god, and the emperor bowed his head to him, it would be tantamount to trampling on the authority of the imperial family.

At least the imperial faction accepted it that way.

“Answer me~ Right~? No~?”

“That, that’s…”

“I can understand everything just by reacting now~ If you don’t answer me~ I can make my own judgment~? That’s right~?”

“No! Absolutely not!”

Viscount Uwevol jumps up.

But he couldn’t bear to look into Estrus’ eyes.

Knock, knock, knock, knock!

Viscount Uwevol’s heart beats madly.

The blood flowing from his heart quickly circulates throughout his body along his veins.

Estrus was feeling it clearly through his own synesthesia.

“If we kill the lord, will the emperor faction leave us alone?”

“That, it won’t be! If you kill me here, you will become the weightlifters of the Empire and bear the Emperor’s wrath head-on!”

Suddenly, his tone changed from Hagee to Hao.

And the threat was perpetrated by borrowing the emperor’s authority and force.

However, his threats had no effect on Estrus, and had no authority or power.

Because the essential meaning of his threat was nothing more than a small struggle against fear.

“Huh~ Who killed the uncle from the imperial faction~ What do they know~? Without even a mouse or a bird knowing it, they’ll gently bury it~ They say that the Regal’s subordinates killed the uncle~ Wouldn’t it be fine if I fabricated the evidence~?”

Month after month.
Chureuk, tuk, tuk, tuk.

As Viscount Uwevol shuddered, cold sweat ran down his face.

He looked not much different from someone freshly rescued from drowning, pathetically shaking in the face of a predator.

Even his lips were pale, he really looked like a castaway fresh out of a lake water in midwinter.

Food.

Estrus laughs at him.

She was experiencing a terrible sense of superiority.

The powerful man who treated himself as a subhuman insect or inanimate object sat down at his feet and trembled.

Even if one is not intoxicated with one’s own superpowers, being in this situation is enough to give a human a sense of superiority.

The fact that she could indulge this feeling of superiority because she was a human being was a great satisfaction to her.

“Mister.

She puts aside her drowsy tone and whispers in Viscount Uwevol’s ear in a small voice.”

She had come down from the tree before she knew it, and was positioned behind and to the left of Viscount Uwevol.

Viscount Uwevol’s trembling grew louder.

He just realized that the dagger lodged at his feet had disappeared at some point.

Hey hey hey
Shudder.

Viscount Uwevol feels the predator’s breath and urinates.

He weeps silently in extreme terror.

“Goodbye~ In the next life~ Let’s not get involved with me again~?”

Shikaaaaagh!
Woowook!

“Kuaaaaa!”

Her sharp dagger pierces his back, tearing through his heart muscle.

The tip of the blade squeezes into his atrium.

Deeply, and painfully.

The pain he felt was fully conveyed through his desperate scream.

And it was steadily driving him to death.

Adding to the trembling sensation she felt at her fingertips, Estrus was fully enjoying the fact that he was dying.

She finally learned to feel deep satisfaction from the act of killing people.

“Aaaaagh!”

The screams of Viscount Uwevol continued for a long time.

It is felt that his back muscles and heart muscles are extremely contracted from the pain.

Now, if you pull out this dagger,

“Eh~!”

Pucak!
Chaaaaagh!

Estrus frowned and pulled out the dagger.

She immediately grabbed Viscount Uwebol’s hair.

Kwaaaaagh
Crunchy.

Due to her strong grip, Viscount Uwevol’s hair is pulled out.

But the pain was insignificant compared to the pain extending from the back to the heart.

Viscount Uwe Boll was busy struggling, clutching at his chest that felt like he was feeling a burning pain.

It was then.

Shush!
Tup.

“Nunna! No way!”

Benison arrived before her before the sound of her voice, clutching her wrist as she held her dagger.

“My baby~ Can you let go of my sister~? Noona is busy right now~♬”

“No! I can’t let this person die! I’m in big trouble!”

“This noona can handle everything~ It’s okay~♬”

Sweat beaded on the bridge of Benison’s nose.

It was definitely the first time he felt as afraid of Estrus as he is now.

She felt that as soon as she let go of her hand, Estrus would swing her dagger and cut Viscount Uwe Boll’s throat.

Squeak.

No, if he didn’t wield the dagger, he felt like he’d break Viscount Uweboll’s neck right now.

Her left hand, which had been holding Viscount Uwevol’s hair, moved strangely to grab his neck.

Her slender fingers moved like an independent, self-conscious creature.

“Nunna! Stop that hand! No!”

“Hihi~♬ You’re late~!”

She clutched the scruff of Viscount Uwevol’s neck with one hand.

Crunchy!
Poududeuk!

“Ke, keheuk…! Kiyeeeee…”

Viscount Uwevol’s neck snapped in her grasp.

His neck was thinly compressed in her grasp, like the waist of an hourglass.

Viscount Uwevol’s eyeballs swell as if they were about to pop out.

In fact, it seemed to protrude a bit.

“Turn it off…!”

His agony was nothing more than a suppressed sound.

His cervical vertebrae were powdered, his vocal chords burst, and his tongue hung out in length.

Only the faint convulsions emanating from his body signaled the final moments he would face in this world.

“No baby!”

“Okay~♬”

Estrus was finally completely satisfied.

The subtle stains around the crotch of her skirt spoke for the amount of satisfaction she felt now.