Chapter 231 – 231. Duke’s Twelfth Sabotage (6)

– One –

“Damn it…”

Regal was exactly what Viscount Uwevol had predicted.

He half-rammed and made a mess of the office.

“Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha…”

In the middle of her, her maid came in and tried to clean her up, but the Regal kicked her out.

Because there are still a lot of things I want to smash.

“Boss…”

Chiba quietly calls his name from the side.

If there was anything tidy in the office, it was Chiba.

Even she couldn’t stop Regal.

“I’m going to do something stupid…”

Regal continued to wheeze, ignoring Chiba’s call.

I attended the meeting a few days ago and everything I had planned in advance was accomplished, but today I finally felt like I was defeated.

“Since when the hell have you been preparing…”

Puddeudeuk.
And support.

Regal gritted her teeth and crushed the vase fragments scattered on the floor.

There was no way to know if his anger was justified, but the basis was certain.

“It’s a hearing right before the departure… It sounds like you’re going to make up your mind and shake it off.”

“Boss…”

Sararak.
Flinch.

Chiba carefully reached out and wrapped his arms around Regal’s shoulder.

Regal couldn’t bear to shake off the touch, but she didn’t seem to be very fond of her touch.

It was because she only shook her shoulders once, and she didn’t even look back at her warmly.

“Who the hell, and with what content, puts your wife on the witness stand at the hearing?”

“The emperor is calling me to a hearing to find out the truth of the rumors that have been floating around about the recent deaths of aristocrats.”

Sigh.

Regal gnashed his teeth again.

He’s actually been in a bad mood for the past few days.

This is because the armed forces who were targeted for purging were unexpectedly turned to the rear, and things planned during the war created variables that might go wrong.

All of this happened because the crown prince returned to life too quickly.

It happened because of his own complacency, so he had no choice but to change his teeth without blaming anyone for it.

“That, did it happen because of the anonymous articles posted by the press? Anyway, did it happen because the girl didn’t properly beat the press…?”

“No, it’s not. To say it’s his wife’s fault, the emperor’s goal was too appropriate.”

“Is that so…”

Chiba bowed her head sullenly.

When she gives up her timidity,

Fast.

Regal couldn’t help but be more angry.

“Father. It is because of the girl’s lack of housekeeping, that your husband is suffering this kind of disgrace… The girl will try harder…”

“No. How could it be the wife’s fault? What’s more, they were determined to attack, and I couldn’t do anything about it even though I saw it clearly. There was no way to solve it with the discretion of the wife in the first place.”

“Ah…”

“Just give it to me this time, and then retaliate by double-slashing it next time.”

“Boss…”

Sararak.
Prison.

Chiba falls into his arms.

She was trying her best to ease his mood, but Regal’s anger showed no signs of abating.

No, it might have been more like anxiety than anger.

“Besides, there are parts that bother me a little.”

“What the hell is going to ruin your husband’s peace?”

Squeak, squeak.

Regal wraps around Chiba’s waist and continues her words.

Her warmth was a good sedative to soothe the enraged Regal.

“First of all, it’s already been three or four months since the press started covering the suspicion. It’s just a topic that has cooled down moderately, and hasn’t it been so long that it’s difficult to collect testimonies and related evidence from those involved?”

“Yes. Besides, didn’t you tell the girl that lately you’ve been creating sympathizers through threats or intimidation rather than direct retaliation?”

“That’s right. We’ve already finished cracking down on them, so there’s no way they’ll testify. Then, how and what information did you get, and did you make an extreme choice that could face a political backlash if you didn’t get any income? I’m just curious.”

“Ah…”

Yes.

Hearings in the Empire are held when a person is found guilty with more than half the probability, but the physical evidence is ambiguous.

Through him, a witness with the fact of blood is put on the witness stand, and under the name of strict verification, they are driven and bitten from all sides.

In the meantime, if a contradiction occurs in the testimony, the status of the witness is immediately converted to the suspect.

Therefore, the hearing is by no means an event in which suspicions are cleared and indulgences are given through prior appointment.

It was an event to ensure that the witnesses of the hearing were sent to hell.

“In a situation where we have truly severed all ties connected with us, what the hell can push me? If that fails, shouldn’t the person who held the hearing, the emperor, bear all the debt? At least, the emperor If not, all the political burden will go to the person who asked the emperor to hold a hearing. In the end, if it fails, it is obvious that it will lead directly to political suicide, but I don’t know why they are doing this.”

“Isn’t there a possibility that it’s simply a bluff to catch your husband’s ankles?”

“That…”

Whoops, whoops.

Regal hardens his expression and strokes his chin.

Sarah, Sarah.

“Ah, ah…”

At the same time, he starts lifting Chiba’s skirt with his other hand.

Chiba’s face turns red.

Of course, it would be the outburst of pure sexual arousal, without the slightest hint of shame.

“To be honest, I’m not sure. What’s the point, at this time, of simply annoying me a little? Besides, risking your political life on something that’s unlikely to succeed. The benefits of annoying me? If it’s big enough to risk this political life, it’s a misrepresentation that, of course, that much can be given. Whether it’s the emperor or a loyal servant of the emperor. But it’s self-evident that it won’t be, so why…”

Squeak.
Prick.

“Ah, ahh…”

Chiba revealed her desire from the beginning and radiated her cruelty to Regal, so he read it and obediently complied with her wish.

It was because she was also sure that her own mood would be relieved.

“My husband… It’s good, suck! The emperor, ah, those in the north, huh! Calling…”

Prick.

Regal’s hand movements stopped.

Chiba’s eyes turned to Regal’s face with longing.

However, his expression was so hardened that Chiba couldn’t bear to beg Regal to caress him.

“The ones in the north are the test subjects and saints who haven’t been captured yet, ma’am?”

“That’s right.”

Chiba caught his rough breathing and began responding to Regal’s sincerity.

She was a woman who knew the times of her downfall, so she could always monopolize Regal’s favour.

“Since the northern part is already almost blocked, it will be difficult to come directly…”

Tok, tok, tok.

Regal pats Chiba on the buttock, continuing her worries.

Swoop.
Dump.

I sit down at her desk and start thinking about it quietly.

Reminisce about the past

Replay the events in your head.

“If it’s hard to come… Who would… Ah, maybe at that time… Uhhmm… Was it too complacent…”

Regal’s face darkens.

As his complexion darkened, Chiba began to wait rather calmly.

“Madam, I need to have a brief meeting with the butler.”

“Can’t the girl attend too?”

“You mean this? Umm…”

Regal looks around.

When he came to his senses, his office was an unsuitable environment for a meeting.

“I’ll have to do it in the small conference room. Unfortunately, I’ll have to sit down and have a meeting there, ma’am.”

“Hoho. It’s all right, Mr. Boo. Instead, please take good care of the girl to your heart’s content at night.”

“I will definitely do that. Then let’s go to the head butler, ma’am.”

“Yes, my husband.”

Side.

Chiba kisses Regal on the cheek.

Regal’s mouth loosened.

Shoulder to shoulder, they walked around the mansion looking for the butler.

– 2 –

In the dark secret room, in the imperial faction’s secret meeting room under the Cradle of the Dead,

Belt, belt, belt, belt!

Suddenly, the sound of magic tools operating begins to be heard.

To be precise, it was the sound of the magic tools for ultra-long-distance communication requesting mutual connection.

Viscount Uweboll was absent-mindedly organizing his thoughts,

Tiff.

I urgently pressed the accept connection button with it.

– Chiyiyi profit.

Noise-filled video and audio are transmitted.

The veins on his forehead represent the irritation he feels.

“Uhm… Holy Lady. The communication connection is not very good this time, is there something wrong with the equipment?”

However, it did not melt into his tone.

Naturally, that expression disappeared in an instant.

Even if the reception here was not smooth, the reception could have been smooth on the other side.

– Uh, chichichi, whi oo oh oh… … , Well… Whii-i-i-i, chi-chi-chi-chi. … Yeah

“If it’s like this, it’s difficult at the decisive moment…”

Viscount Uwebol put his annoyance in and spoke to the saintess with deep regret.

Combining the sparsely heard words, the sensitivity of the reception on the other side did not seem to be severely reduced.

Because her voice and video were not severely distorted, it was clear that she was listening to her own words.

– Bang, bang, bang, bang, kwaaaaang! Jijik.

“Uh-oh…!”

Viscount Uwevol is frightened.

It was because the sound of someone hitting the magic tool for ultra-long-distance communication was heard.

If that sensitive device is damaged, there is no way to deliver it back at this time.

The traces of Huchi and Slammer have not yet been revealed, and there are currently no spare parts or finished bodies to deliver.

– Whoa, now, whi oh oh, … Yes.

A yellow-skinned man with torn eyes appears through the panel of the magic tool.

As soon as Viscount Uwevol saw him, goose bumps ran through his body.

“Mo, monohorn…”

– Hey~ Hisashiburi?

“Hey, hisa, what?”

– Long time no see, John.

“…”

Viscount Uwe Boll forgot his words.

He was still rude, still aggressive.

Nothing could stop his unstoppable march, and neither the empire nor his status served as a justification for restraining and controlling him.

I was so afraid.

– Hey, hey, shit! If you’re going to give it, I’ll give you the right thing, why are you giving me something like this?

Rumble.

In an instant, Viscount Uwevol’s back was covered with cold sweat.

Swoop, Swoop.

Wiping the sweat from his palms on the hem of his trousers, Viscount Uwe Boll had to take a deep breath to pretend to be calm.

“What’s the matter?”

He must have felt great relief in the fact that there was no one else by his side now.

He didn’t have a big problem with being looked down on by them, but it was difficult for others to find out about it and harbor resentment towards them.

Also, it was something that should never have happened to them.

Since they were still worthy of use, they couldn’t be cut off already.

That’s why, he was able to carry the stigma as much as he wanted until the moment he needed it.

It doesn’t matter if you pay them back for that, even if you do it at the moment you abandon them after everything is over.

Now, it’s urgent to just appease them.

– Hey, sitpal! Why did you make such an unnecessary process and send magic tools?

“… What the hell does that mean? It was originally designed to be compact,”

– This is it, man! Because we don’t think about durability and just needlessly pursue convenience, right now, huh? I haven’t had any problems since installing it!

“That, what is that?”

– Hey! Are you mad Aang? Which one is stronger, the one made from a barrel or the prefabricated one? I sent the product with a flawed design from the beginning, so it came all broken during transportation, didn’t it?!

Woo woo.

Viscount Uwevol sighed heavily.

They didn’t seem to notice the hidden function inside the magic tool for ultra-long-distance communication.

It is a little, no, a little bit regretful that the hidden functions did not function properly due to damage during transportation, but the more important communication function itself worked fine.

That alone made me feel good.

“I’m sorry. Since it’s an item that needs to be carried on its own for long distances, making it prefabricated was an inevitable choice because of the bulkiness and weight of carrying it by one person.”

– Tsk. Anyway, there is no corner that helps.

Squeak, squeak.
Square, square, square.

Viscount Uwebol read the coordinates sent from the magic tool and began to engrave them on the map.

These coordinates will be delivered to the frontline units of the Imperial Army advancing to the north, and their commanders will march with the ultra-long-range magic tools deployed here as their destination.

In the meantime, all the rebels found will be killed, and the moment they figure out that there was a Monohorn party, they will be immediately listed on the official extermination list of the Imperial Army.

It was unknown how much they would be able to block the imperial army’s wave of attacks, but if at least 100,000 units of the imperial army drove them back with siege weapons at the fore, they would never be safe.

There was even an army of wizards and an army of shamans.

If surrounded by them from all directions, quite a few people would quickly choose to commit suicide.

“I’m sorry. So, what happened to them?”

– Who? Are you talking about Uncle Hooch and Slammer?

“Exactly.”

– I gave this to you and it went well. Slammer was specially treated by Ada-sama. He put on his eyes, cock, and all the missing limbs, hey.

“Is that so? I’m very grateful for that.”

– Sister Ada personally wrote the continent’s best healing spell on your bastard subordinate. Conscience what?

“…I don’t have anything to give you right now.”

However, Viscount Uweboll could not be completely satisfied and relieved with that alone.

It was because he witnessed the scene of burning the rebels, that is, the scene of ascending the Fire Dragon.

Even if they eventually die, they shouldn’t cause too much damage to the Imperial Army.

If it caused great damage, the damage had to be concentrated on the soldiers of the Regal and his subordinates.

That’s why he was diligently deceiving the saints and their companions today as well.

I didn’t know how much information they knew about them, but I wanted to keep it as secret as possible.

Even so, it was because he had to take the initiative.

– What the fuck. I thought so. Anyway, what doesn’t help is that it seems to be the specialty of you imperialists. Ha, fuck… I’m annoyed, but should I just stick to the legal guy…

“What, what?! That, what does that mean?!”

But before he could take the initiative, Monohorn detonated the bombshell.

No, rather than a bomb declaration, it was a threat to the imperial faction, including Viscount Uwebol.

Perhaps, it could have been a threat limited to the individual Viscount Uweboll.

– No, really, aren’t you too lazy?

“That-what, no, no. More than that, to be attached to Lee-Regal, that-“

– Hey, sippal! Aren’t you saying thank you for helping to rescue the prince? If you guys are human, don’t you have to fuck your head first to say thank you?!

“…”

His face turns bright red.

Even though Viscount Uwevol had a mouth, he could hardly use it to speak.

However, it seemed obvious that if he did not forcefully open his mouth, he would soon be cornered into a bigger predicament.

Because of the nature of the monohorn, you will never leave it alone.

“Mi, I’m sorry. And thank you for your great help.”

– It’s fucking just sitting down and receiving me, seriously. Hey, this, it’s a fucking fuck.

“…”

– Do you really want to do something like that? You contacted us again because you needed our help, but sneaked over without being polite? If you really break the alliance ‘right now’, do you even run a direct verification of who the hell is more disadvantageous?

Gurgling, gurgling.
Tick, drop, drop.

Viscount Uwevol had to feel the chill even as he broke out in a cold sweat.

It was because they seemed to already know that the imperial faction would break the alliance sooner or later.

But Viscount Uwevol didn’t have the courage to take it out of his mouth and check it out.

“I’m sorry. We’re not too busy these days, we just committed rudeness unintentionally, and we didn’t even think about breaking the alliance.”

– Stop talking nonsense, really.

“…”

Viscount Uweboll was maddening to find out what sounded odd.

Somehow, it seemed that he was completely caught up in his pace from the start, and Viscount Uwevol felt unbearably nauseous.

– Forget about the bittersweet sound applied to your mouth, and explain why you bleeped like a horned bastard trying to say something regrettable.

“… That, that’s it…”

Viscount Uweboll struggled through his words one by one, holding back a growing sense of nausea.

Due to the severe noise generated by the magic tool, Mono Horn’s face could not be properly identified, but Viscount Uwe Boll was reminded of Mono Horn’s glare, and his breath stopped.

When he uttered all of his words and prostrated himself in front of Mono-Hon, Mono-Hon cut off communication with him, leaving behind a single word of swearing.

He didn’t even know if he would accept his offer, but Viscount Uwe Boll was finally able to catch his breath.

He missed the arms of his lovers so much.