A Famous Traitor and Treacherous Genius

198 – Extreme Experience Lemberi (7)

It may be new, but one thing needs to be clearly mentioned.

“Princess Naria has something called ‘perfect memory.'”

While traveling with Sir Carlos and the mysterious twin-tailed elf wearing black robes, I revealed secrets to solve their curiosity.

“There is no blessing of oblivion given to humans.”

“Blessing of oblivion…?”

“It means you can’t forget anything.”

Beautiful girl elf… Lord Platinum helped me.

“It means that happy things, sad things, and disgusting things all remain in your mind. The moment you try to remember them, the exact images are revealed one by one.”

“And Princess Naria suffered death threats from a young age, none other than Saint Geo Nostrum.”

“That… ?!”

Sir Carlos opened his mouth in astonishment.

“Are you sure the rumor was true?”

“Rumors?”

“After Saint Geonostrum secretly gave birth to a child who was more obedient than Princess Narria, she killed Princess Nariah so that she could hold on to her throne until she died, aged 50 or 60. Rumor has it that it does.”

“From his actions, it looks like he is anxious to die early, but that is just a rumor.”

Saint Geo’s illegitimate children do not currently exist.

If nothing else, Queen Carmen is keeping a close watch on that.

“But public sentiment toward Saint Geo is so low that such rumors are spreading. Now that Naria has begun to move in earnest, some assassins are also moving toward Naria.”

“…Isn’t there only a kingdom now? There’s no reason for the empire to send assassins…”

“It’s not completely gone, but there’s no need to scratch it and make crumbs.”

For the empire, Naria is a variable.

It is said that there is no way a dog can be born from a tiger, but just like a lotus blooms in the mud, Naria can become a capable king, different from an incompetent king.

Dealing with someone who doesn’t even get into the ring and dealing with someone who still gets into the ring.

There may be room for disagreement as to which of the two is more difficult, but at least in terms of common sense, it is true that the latter is more difficult to deal with than the former.

At least, the so-called ‘heroes’ who can be said to be the core force of the kingdom will only show themselves after Naria steps forward.

“Princess Naria now goes around caring for her students in her her camp her her her her, ‘remembering’ each of her students her her her her.”

“…You are looking for talent among students.”

“We are trying to examine the true nature that is revealed in extreme situations. If he shows his even in situations like this humanity, will he be able to be used as a talented person to lead the kingdom in the future? I don’t know.”

“Grey. Soon, we are reaching our destination.”

“Is that so?”

As we moved around talking, we arrived at our destination before we knew it.

“This is…”

“I confirmed that food leaving the Viscounty of Lembourg Gunther was sent here via wagons. Things like imperial sausages and alcohol.”

In the forest, there is a large two-story wooden building.

For a hut just built in the forest, the structure is extremely impure.

“Why aren’t there any windows?

“They want to prevent people from looking in from the outside. They probably even have blackout curtains installed.”

Don’t let anyone know what’s going on inside, even if someone comes here.

“…! Master.”

“Calm down.”

Carlos almost drew his sword when he saw something in the window of his villa.

“Because we haven’t even started yet.”

“Ugh…”

The door to the villa bursts open, and someone rushes out.

He runs outside barefoot, his clothes tangled and looking as if they might come off at any moment.

“Someone please-“

Thump!

“Ugh!”

“Ugh, annoying. Run away somewhere, huh?”

“uuu!”

The woman, with half of her clothes removed her, struggled and resisted, but was unable to escape as the muscular man, who was twice as tall as her, covered her mouth with his hand and held her waist viciously.

“Ugh!”

“Wow, now they’re trying to bite off my hand. Is it an animal? Well, it’s kind of fun to play with an animal like that.”

The woman resisted as much as she could, but the man paid no attention to her and took her into the villa.

“I… !”

“Calm down.”

“Now… !”

“I know. “That woman was sent by the Viscount.”

“…”

Do you look serious now?

Sir Carlos is the one who says such things naturally, but I revealed the uncomfortable truth so that he would not be embarrassed by shouting it out.

“She is the woman who prepared for something like that to happen in the first place.”

“But by force…”

“There are prostitutes in Viscounty. And that woman’s role is to make money through things like that.”

“…”

“This is information obtained through Morgania, so don’t feel too bad about it.”

The details that happen in the shade cannot be known in the sun.

Rather, if you know it, it is not people from sunny areas, but people who have set foot in the shaded area, or who were in the shaded area and then ascended to the sunny area.

“On the contrary, if you had found out, I would have been disappointed in you.”

“Hmm.”

Sir Carlos cleared his throat and looked away.

It seems like he feels a little fortunate that the direction of his embarrassment has changed from the mistake he almost made, but he still can’t seem to hide the fact that he’s uncomfortable.

“Sir Carlos, can you tell these things to your sister?”

“…Not at all.”

“Me too. I don’t want her younger siblings to know that something like that exists, and I especially don’t want Princess Lia to know that something like that exists.”

We can quickly forget something like a scene we just saw.

If you think it’s not that important or if time passes, you can forget about it all.

“Naria will remember everything. At 7:44 p.M. On June 1, 1998, at the villa of Viscount Gunter Lemburg, the Knight of the Golden Dawn attacked the maid sent by the Viscount to manage the villa. The maid had her clothes torn. He was there, crying and screaming.”

“…”

“And if she were to see with her own eyes what was happening inside that villa, that scene would remain as an indelible memory for Naria for the rest of her life. Even just a passing scene.”

Naria already remembers so many things.

She may want to forget the moment her father she tried to kill her or the look her her her in his her her her eyes her her her, but she is the type of person who remembers everything to the extent that she cannot forget even that.

“So, those of us who move behind the scenes must step forward.”

Just then, a group of people started approaching the wide road leading to the villa.

“Those people…”

“Hernández Barcelona. And others, Knights of the Golden Dawn.”

“…They said they had set up a separate camp, but it wasn’t a camp site, but a villa.”

“It’s a privilege.”

There is no need for instructors to set up military tents and sleep in the open like students.

Staying at a villa is also part of their political power and one of the privileges they enjoy by using their influence.

“It’s okay to sleep in a comfortable place. After work, it’s up to you whether you want to drink among yourself or smoke a cigarette, or mix Caroline with your drink or sprinkle silver on your cigarettes. But…”

Click.

“Don’t you think it’s crossing the line to invite students who aren’t even of age yet to a party with these guys?”

“…”

“Well, if it’s something they enjoy, it can’t be helped.”

“Master, are you going to wait to collect the evidence photos?”

“Well.”

There are many ways.

“It’s okay to enter at 4 a.M. When everything is over and you’re drunk and in a daze, it’s okay to enter around midnight when the rush is in full swing, and it’s okay to enter when you’re all messing around with each You can enter at any time and there is.”

“Master, what do you think is the best option?”

“Well, wouldn’t it depend on whether it’s white, gray, or black?”

“…”

“For me, black is my preference, but I don’t think there’s anything wrong with going towards gray or white.”

After taking a picture of the villa using the magic projector, I put it in my arms and pulled out the sword from my staff.

“But if you had wanted to do that, you would have come alone. Sir Carlos, would you have brought you with you?”

“I thought they were trying to make me gray or black.”

“Is there any need to smear oneself with dirt on the person who shines the most when in the sun?”

It’s enough for me to come into contact with filth.

“If you decide to choose white, you’ll have to suffer a little. Both of you, use this.”

I handed each of them the items I had prepared in advance.

“Is it a mask…?”

“It’s the first time I’ve seen it.”

“Yes. This is what I carved.”

A wooden mask that I prepared in advance in case I needed it in the process of preparing for the Lemburi camp.

“I’m not going to give you a history lecture, but you will be able to act better if you understand the behavioral principles of the person wearing this mask.”

“…Hey, master? I think I know something about this.”

Sir Carlos his swept hand over the mask with a confused face.

“Isn’t this the traditional mask of a country that was said to have collapsed 80 years ago?”

“Destruction…?”

“Yes, the White Gold Mirror. It belongs to a country that was conquered and destroyed by the previous emperor of the empire…”

“If you decide to choose the difficult path over the easiest path, wouldn’t you have no choice but to create ‘probabilities’ and ‘settings’ accordingly?”

I wore the mask of a fallen country on my face.

“You have a choice. After the women enter, all sorts of s*xual affairs take place, and then you enter at 4 a.M. And take pictures of the Knights of the Golden Dawn rolling around naked and distribute them, or… “

“I will write.”

Sir Carlos wore a mask.

“Now, what should I do?”

“Two things.”

I tapped my mouth with my index finger.

“Slurred Kingdom language.”

“…”

“And one more thing.”

I pointed the knife at the villa.

“Bun Tang.”

* * *

5 minutes ago.

“How many people did you catch this time?”

“I don’t know, damn it. I couldn’t say anything because a certain princess was watching me.”

The Knights of the Golden Dawn drank cold beer and vented their frustration even before the golden brown meat was cooked.

“Damn. I thought I was having fun after a long time…”

“Didn’t you succeed?”

“I don’t know. What is success? It all ended with barely handing out an invitation.”

“It’s an invitation… Viscount Balzac will take care of it, right?”

“Okay then. We’re not coming right here, we’re going to spray you with sleeping scent, blindfold you, and bring you in a carriage. Haha. Ta-da.”

The glasses filled with beer clinked together, and the Knights of Golden Dawn poured beer into their stomachs in one go.

“More than that, leader. Why did you go to that idiot with legs?”

“…”

The man called the leader, Hernández, silently sipped his beer.

“I wonder if they may have stolen Lionel away?”

“Do you think I’m alive? I’m already dead.”

“Hey. Still, isn’t that too much for the leader’s younger brother?”

“The captain has that kind of expression on his face, why?”

“Heh.”

Hernández took another sip of beer and twitched the corner of his mouth.

“I tried to lure my younger brother as if he were his own loving older brother, but he didn’t even respond.”

“There wasn’t one?”

“Yes. I thought they might have given him a brief hint if he had been saved, but he didn’t say anything. Rather, it seemed like he didn’t know much about Lionel. Looking at that…”

Giggling.

“They probably killed him without even knowing it was Lionel, or something like that.”

“But Captain, you haven’t found the body yet, right? I’ve never heard of a body being taken out.”

“I don’t know. There might be a secret passage in the foundation’s director’s office, so the bodies were disposed of there.”

“Is that so…”

“That’s right. More than that, do you have the right medicine? If it doesn’t work out, you can even use the maid sent by the Viscount… “

Kwa-eu-ang!

As the door was violently ‘broken’ with an explosion of alcohol, the Knights of Golden Dawn immediately put down their glasses and pulled out the swords on their belts.

“Who are you?”

“We are shadows.”

“…What?”

Black clothes.

“The flame of struggle that inherited the will of the true emperor.”

Unidentified mask.

“Die, scum of the kingdom.”

“Hey, that posture!!”

Hernández shouted after seeing the masked person raising a sword.

“Imperial style…! It’s the Thersian sword method–!!”

“With your deaths, I will bring war to this land.”

The eyes behind the mask were deeply colored with gray.