Chapter 196 – 196. Duke’s Tenth Sabotage (2)
– One –
“I beseech you, Sir Viscount Robert Dillon.”
– To say that the situation is so difficult, I will do my best to ensure the safety of His Highness the Crown Prince.
“Thank you very much for your willingness to accept it, Your Excellency.”
– No. As a servant bestowed with a fief by His Majesty, it is a natural thing to do. More than that, is there anything else you can ask me to do before organizing the soldiers and dispatching them?
“For a moment…”
McKellen cut off the voice transmitted to the communication magic tool and looked back at Kininbie.
Kininbie picks up a magic tool for short-range communication that does not go through the base station.
Chijik.
As she presses her comms button, she hears an unpleasant noise from the demon gadget.
“Viscount Uwebol. Do you have any further requests from Viscount Dylan? I repeat. Do you have any further requests from Viscount Dylan?”
– Don’t hit… Chick. … Lee Cheuk, Chijik, … Rank and file… , Chichik! … Take the bottle, Chizik!
There was no signal amplification through the base station.
So, when attempting to communicate from a long distance using it, the sensitivity of the signal transmission and reception was very disastrous.
Since they were always produced as a pair, there was an advantage that there was almost no risk of eavesdropping.
However, the disadvantage that communication becomes difficult even if the distance is a little far away was also clear.
– Chi-jik, repetition, chi-i-i. … We… , Jijik, Nobility, Cheez! Dispatch… Do it, Chii.
Therefore, it was an object used to quickly convey the situation at a short distance, such as when hosting an event within the imperial castle, performing a key factor, or closely guarding.
“It sounds like you’re telling our aristocrats to open a pipe and ask for the dispatch of their own soldiers. What do you think?”
“For the context, I think you’re right.”
“Yes?”
In the case of attempting communication over the end of the effective communication distance as now, even after transmitting such a short sentence several times, the receiver had no choice but to infer the meaning of the transmitted words.
“Your Excellency Viscount Dylan.”
– Talk.
“If His Excellency asks our nobles to send troops at the same time, it will be of great help in rescuing His Highness.”
– That’s right. But let me tell you.
“Yes, sir.”
Viscount Dylan looks at McKellen with calm eyes.
Looking at his eyes, reminiscent of Clarence’s, but with a more stern atmosphere, McKellen couldn’t help but be very nervous.
– Didn’t you and the imperial faction communicate with me outside the walls of the island like this because there was a concern about eavesdropping because the Duke of Whiscay took control of communications in the island?
“That’s right.”
– I am only the ruler of a small estate on the outskirts, but I know a little about the Duke of Whiscay. Did he really end the containment of the imperial faction just by taking control of the communications?
“That…”
Upon hearing Viscount Dylan’s words, McKellen and Kininvie’s faces hardened.
– Coincidentally, in the recent series of suspicious deaths of aristocrats, aren’t the nobles and members of their families who are all classified as imperial faction or pro-emperor faction victims? I wonder if this isn’t a simple serial death case, but something that can be classified as a serial murder or a serial assassination.
“… We are estimating that as well.”
– If you and the imperial faction’s leadership think so, there must be others among the imperial faction’s nobles who think so. Isn’t it?
“That’s right…”
– Is there any guarantee that the Duke of Whiskey wouldn’t placate some of them, exploiting their insecurities and fears? Assuming that I have such ability in such circumstances, I would of course choose to plant ganja in the enemy camp.
“…”
Woo woo.
Viscount Dylan’s long sighs can be heard from beyond the communication magic tool.
There will be no place for him to be frustrated.
– I can see how anxious and flustered you guys are, but I think I was a little careless. If, at any rate, our plan leaks into the ears of those who have gone through it, wouldn’t the meaning of such attention to security disappear at all?
But he did not criticize McKellen and the Imperials, but calmed them down.
“… I have no excuses whatsoever.”
– I just gave reasons before expressing my opinion, I don’t mean to rebuke you.
On the other side of the screen, Viscount Robert Dylan smiles.
His cool smile seemed to reveal his personality.
“If your Excellency has a better opinion, please let us know.”
– What. Isn’t there an imperial army?
“Ah…!”
– There must be a direct contact for the Imperial army camp stationed near the place where Your Highness was kidnapped. Come to know it,
At that time,
“I’m sorry for talking, Your Excellency.”
Kininbie intervenes.
She was over McKellen’s shoulder, snuggled up behind him.
– Hmm? Oh, what does the lady have to say?
Robert Dylan straightens his posture.
Kininbie grins.
“I’m just an aide from a commoner, and I’m a person who is inferior to being called a lady. Please withdraw that title.”
– Haha. Do so So, do you have anything to say to me?
“There is no need to find a separate direct contact network for each Imperial military base.”
– … By any chance, are you memorizing everything?
“That’s right.”
Viscount Dylan and McKellen look at her with puzzled looks on her face.
She just shrugged her shoulders once, as if it was nothing.
“Because it’s necessary for work, I just researched it in advance.”
– Yeah, that’s right. However, the process of obtaining approval from the upper
“It’s not necessary. While working on the field, if someone’s proposed opinion is judged to be reasonable, His Excellency the Marquis of Caymus does not take it as a problem even if he reports on the preliminary action.”
– Yeah, that’s right.
Viscount Dylan was completely overcome by Kininvie’s force.
“Are you ready to take notes right now, Viscount?”
– … Wait a minute.
The figure of Viscount Dylan disappears beyond the screen of the communication magic tool.
McKellen turns to her.
Chuck.
She silently raises her thumb towards her and puts her hand on her shoulder.
Swoop.
She nods her head,
Anger.
The area under the nape of the neck turns red.
However, McKellen had already turned his attention to the communication tool, so he didn’t see it at all.
She secretly lets out her sigh.
Even she didn’t know if it was relief or her frustration.
– I’m ready. Can you call me
“Yes, sir. First of all,”
Kininbie without hesitation recites the identification number and location of the direct line for each Imperial military base.
In an instant, she gave Viscount Dylan information on over 20 garrisons.
“… Considering that about 70 hours have passed since the kidnapping, we have provided information on the imperial troops stationed within a wider radius than that. Centered on, I think we can form a siege in cooperation with the Imperial Army and systematically track His Highness’s actions.”
– Her… I don’t know if I need to go out.
A light of admiration flashes across Viscount Dylan’s face.
“Your Excellency also needs to dispatch troops. I would like you to convey the request to all the nobles close to the midway as well as your Excellency.”
– Hmm… Is it because of the formation of a siege network? Is it because of the existence of Ganja that I deliberately mentioned the centrists?
“Your Excellency’s estimation is correct in both cases. It is unclear where Your Highness was headed after being kidnapped, so we must cooperate with the Imperial Army to block all roads within the expected movement radius. That way we can find Her Highness more quickly.”
Viscount Dylan nods his head.
He was jotting down a brief summary of the opinions Kininbie presented.
Presumably, as soon as he is contacted by the Imperial forces, he will further elaborate on a plan to coordinate with experts in military operations.
Of course, it was clear that preparations for dispatch would be paralleled at the same time.
McKellen and Kininbier were sure of that, as they were constantly relaying orders to someone off the screen.
– Let me ask you a question.
“Yes. Xiamen please.”
– If the siege is too strong and the enemy is under pressure, I am concerned that they will harm Your Highness or suffer something equally dangerous. In general, hostages are usually treated that way, isn’t it common in situations like this?
McKellen shook his head in response.
“That’s not the case. The enemy’s main purpose is to stall somewhere and take time off, and we have determined that they have no intention of harming you. Based on that,”
Among the stories that McKellen shared within the Imperial faction, he culls some of them and delivers them to Viscount Dylan.
Viscount Dylan carefully grasped the inside story and agreed with their judgment.
– That’s what happened… Got it. In that case, I will immediately contact the Imperial Army and request cooperation. And you guys, don’t risk contacting us, wait for the results inside the system.
“I see. Thank you, Viscount.”
– I’ll listen to the thanks separately right after rescuing Her Highness. Then.
Piririk.
Communication was lost.
Woo woo.
The two breathe a sigh of relief.
“You worked hard. Let’s go back now.”
McKellen smiles brightly and extends his hand to Kininbie.
“I will,”
The moment she was about to shake his hand,
“Were the rats here too?”
“Suck!”
“Who are you?!”
An uninvited guest came.
Weeeee!
– 2 –
“Hey. Is that the crown prince?”
At the sound of a voice that pierced his ears, Kanin’s shoulders twitched.
The pure white clothes were dirty with dirt and stains.
“I heard that it is. He looks pretty for a boy, right?”
“That’s right. Maybe it’s because they sucked the blood of the imperial subjects, and their complexion is really nice. Doesn’t it look better than most girls?”
The cage in which Canin was imprisoned looked like a cage used by a traveling theater to imprison animals for a show.
I could see inside from all sides, and I had to solve everything from eating, sleeping, and even packing.
Thanks to that, Canin was on the verge of going mad.
‘Clarence… Obama Mama… I want to die…’
Disposing of feces and eating rice, Canin had to solve in a small animal cage that was only 1 square meter.
She had to squat down on the stool to eat and sleep curled up next to the stool.
He had never experienced a moment of contempt as now in his life.
So, just by leaving him there, his mind was dangerously cracking, more serious than any torture.
More than anything,
‘Dirty… It’s embarrassing… Dirty… I’m embarrassed…’
The wet dream he went through every morning was forcing him to never fall asleep.
For Canin, who had just entered puberty, having her huge genitals exposed in front of others and spitting out semen were all shameful things.
So, except for one day when he fainted, he hadn’t slept at all for the fourth day.
“By the way, that dick… The Crown Prince’s cock. Rumor has it that it’s the size of a horse’s cock, is that true?”
Whoa ah.
Kanin’s face flushed red.
As if to tell Canin to listen carefully, the rebel soldiers watching him were talking without muting his voice at all.
Hehe. A few days ago, when the crown prince fell asleep, wasn’t I standing at the table? I saw it at dawn, well! Enough!”
The man spreads her arms wide.
Canin wanted to scream out loud that it was a ridiculous exaggeration.
No, I wanted to hide.
Actually, I wanted to die.
But he doesn’t know how to die.
“Ima~an! They said! It was just, in the early morning, when it rose warmly, it just gurgled the cum!”
“Hee! Is that a human cock or a horse cock? I’ve heard that whale cocks that are said to be in the sea are so big, but does it make sense that human cocks are that big? How does he walk? Every time he takes a step, he bounces and bounces, so I don’t know if he’s trying to balance properly, it’s just that.”
The men look at Canin with fishy eyes.
To some, such a huge object might be an object of envy, but these soldiers deliberately tried to instill contempt for Canin by highlighting their differences.
This is because he was instructed by his superiors to make a mockery of him.
The imperial family, no, the envy and envy of the upper class served as a stronger driving force for them to carry out such orders.
‘Bailey, Buchanan, Lagavulin, Zakapa, Morgan, Lochnaga, Pampero, Cassik, Gordon, Dalwini, Eins, Zwei, Dry, him.’
Canin gritted his teeth as he recalled the enemies who left him here, at the rebels’ stronghold, and those who died to save him, as well as the darkness behind them.
“The imperial family thought they were going to shit made of gold, but the excrement was much worse.”
“Uh huh? You said you were tired of poop with your butt exposed over there? Isn’t that the royal family’s face?”
“Hehe. If you don’t want to eat anything, you have to eat and eat, isn’t that a person?”
“Hey, I wouldn’t have pooped in my pants, so I must have pooped up my asshole.”
“Geez, Gee! He’s the crown prince! He’s so strong! So, isn’t he the kind of person who can live only by eating everything and packing?”
“So our first revolutionary creed was to proclaim that no man is above man and no man is below him!”
“That’s right! My bastard and us, aren’t we all the same!”
Canin is so ashamed of it that he hasn’t touched any food since two days ago.
If I felt like I was going to die of thirst, I just rinsed my mouth out with water.
“By the way, you haven’t slept or peeed in the past few days. I don’t know if you’re tired of wearing clothes, draw it.”
“Ah, no way. The great crown prince, you want to pee on your clothes? Is that what you mean, or is it a fart?”
“No, but you haven’t packed it while I’m watching? Even if I ask when changing shifts, they say yes, and they don’t touch the water and food.
“Huh? Haven’t we learned that human offspring die of starvation if they don’t eat? In our country, both children and adults alike, there are plenty of offspring who starve to death, so why are they showing off their face like that?”
“It’s something you never know. For the great royal family and nobles, isn’t it possible that face is more important than life?”
“Tsuttuk. It’s because everyone didn’t starve.
Canin curled up and covered his ears.
Closed her eyes.
How could she have been so cut off from the world?
Can-can-can-can-can!
Someone strikes an iron grate with a spear.
“Hee, hee!”
Canin shuddered at her and curled her up even smaller.
“Hey, you stupid bastard!”
“…”
“Wake up! Wake up!”
“…”
Iron lump.
Awesome profit.
We open our door and someone comes in.
Fuck!
“Cheer, cooer!”
He kicks Canin in the ass.
“Wake up!”
“…”
Canin doesn’t look back at him.
His eyebrows twitched.
“This is it!”
“Huh, huh…”
As he raises his hand high, a sob escapes from Canin’s mouth.
“Haa… Hey, my sister wants to see you.”
“…”
“Follow me, you bastard!”
Tup!
Squeeze.
He didn’t hear back, grabbed Canin by the back and dragged him into the largest building inside the rebel stronghold.
Dump.
Then he beat him on the soft tiger skin.
“Sister, I brought you.”
“Leave it there.”
“Okay. A kid can’t do anything stupid because he’s corrupt, but I’m still going.”
“What. Don’t you know me? You guys can’t even subdue me even if you fill up a cart and bring it to me. Instead of subduing me, it’s fortunate that you touch my body with your fingertips.”
“… I know. But you’re not alone with my sister.”
Haha!
When she hears him, she laughs out loud.
“You idiot, if someone hears it, they’ll think you’ve got a baby!”
“… My sister’s children alone are three hundred.”
“Then you should call me mom, not sister, right?”
“… Mom,”
Her face contorts ferociously.
“I’m dying.”
“Yes.”
“Go away.”
“Yes.”
Her man is gone
Canin was still on the floor.
He buried his head in the tiger’s skin and was intent on escaping from reality.
Sararak.
Startle.
Month after month.
At the sound of her approach, Canin shudders at her.
“Majesty.”
“Hee, hee…!”
“Oh, how pitiful… Are you so scared, Your Highness?”
Sararak, sigh.
Her hand brushes the nape of Canin’s neck.
Goosebumps run down Canin’s neck.
‘Lord, I’m going to die… I will die… !’
He was completely terrified.
It was because she thought that she might break her own neck and kill her at any moment.
Slurr, tok.
But she straightened the canin and got it up and running.
Even her touch was kind.
Even then, Canin kept her eyes closed.
“Please open your eyes and look at the girl, Your Highness.”
“…”
Srureuk, Sararak.
She gently strokes Canin’s cheek.
Burrrr
Kanin’s body trembled.
He eventually
“Turn it off…!”
Dump.
Unable to overcome the extreme fear and fatigue, he fainted as it was.
“Oh… How about this…”
Lick.
She looked down at the canin and smacked her lips.
There was no way Canin knew that.