A Narrow-Eyed Nobleman Is Always Misunderstood

Episode 176 – Aftermath

When the object in Damran’s arms activated, an intense flash of light covered the sky.

There was an intense flash of light, and then a huge roar, the likes of which I had never heard before, echoed in all directions.

And when the flash and roar died down, what appeared was a huge, black cloud rising into the sky.

“What is it?”

“What’s going on?”

The gigantic mushroom cloud that had never been seen before and the accompanying roar and flash of light attracted the attention of those living around it.

What kind of magic can compare to that flash?

What kind of magic can dare compare to that explosion?

What kind of magic can compare to that huge roar?

For the people living around the city where the explosion occurred, the explosion was enough to be a cause for concern.

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Viscount Dilov, who rules a small fiefdom a little far from the city where the explosion occurred, was conducting business as usual.

While he was writing his signature on a complicated document, a loud explosion sounded and the castle shook, causing his elegantly written signature to quickly become a sloppy scribble.

Viscount Dillof frowned as his handsome sign was ruined by the vibrations caused by the explosion.

The face of a crazy wizard living in his domain his appearance in Viscount Dilov’s mind

‘Is that crazy wizard experimenting again?’

The crazy wizard who lives on a small mountain some distance from his territory would occasionally create a huge explosion that shook the entire territory.

Of course, Viscount Dilov went to the wizard in question and politely protested as a lord who had to protect the territory, and in the process, he received quite a bit of bribe from the wizard.

In the process, what we agreed upon was ‘not to conduct experiments that could cause explosions during work hours.’

“Guard of security! Is there a captain of security?”

Viscount Dilov called the captain of the guard, thinking that he should receive compensation for damages from the wizard who broke his promise.

“Guard of security! Captain of security!”

However, for some reason, the guard commander did not respond to Viscount Dilov’s call.

Originally, the captain of the guard had to be where the lord’s voice could be heard, and under normal circumstances, he would have appeared immediately upon Viscount Dilov’s call.

“Woah, my lord. We’re in big trouble!”

“Guard Captain, why did you come late?”

At that time, the guard captain opened the door to the lord’s office and came in, and Viscount Dilov saw that the guard captain’s complexion had turned white, so rather than scolding him, he asked what had happened to make him come so late.＜ Br＞

“By any chance, has that crazy wizard done something again?”

Viscount Dilov thought that the crazy wizard had figured it out this time and had done his best.

“Well, that’s not it. The explosion didn’t happen on the mountain where the crazy wizard lives.”

However, upon hearing Viscount Dilov’s words his, the guard commander shook his head and showed through his actions that the Viscount’s thoughts were wrong.

As a result, Viscount Dilov began to have doubts.

Where on earth did such a huge explosion occur?

“Then where did it happen?”

Before delving further into the abyss of doubt, Viscount Dilov asked the guard commander where the explosion occurred.

“Yes, Viscount. It appears that the explosion occurred in the direction of Maroonbah City, an independent city neighboring our territory.”

“Ma, in Maroonbah City?”

When told that an explosion had occurred at Maroon Bashi, Viscount Dilov’s face turned white, as did the head of the guard.

Although the explosion occurred somewhere other than the city belonging to his territory, there was a reason why his face turned white.

‘My, my slush fund!’

That was because there was a slush fund safe in Maroonbah City where his slush funds were stored.

This was not just a problem for Viscount Dilov.

In this city of Maroonbah, there were no tourist attractions, and there was no industrial base to speak of.

However, there was a reason why this city seemed to be running well: Maroonbah City was used by people with money and power, including nobles, as a place to safely store their slush funds.

Of course, the parties who were supposed to detect and report these slush funds also deposited their slush funds here, so the slush fund safe here was never discovered.

“Everyone, dispatch the guards immediately!”

“Okay!”

Viscount Dilov ordered the guard commander to mobilize, and the guard captain sprinted towards the guard barracks as soon as he received the order.

‘Damn it, some crazy guy did something crazy there!’

Viscount Dilov was very anxious.

What if Maroonbah City disappeared due to the explosion?

It was obvious that if that happened, there would be huge repercussions for him.

If someone decided to hide something dangerous in Maroonbah City, it was Maroonbah City’s role to catch it.

However, the mayor of Maroonbah City was initially just a mayor, and it was Viscount Dilov’s role to really manage Maroonbah City.

The reason why Viscount Dilov, who was initially only a son of a baronial family, was able to receive the title of viscount and become a fiefdom nobleman who governed his fiefdom was because he had a talent for managing illegal slush funds.

So, he received a hereditary viscount title in return for taking charge of and storing the illegal slush funds of various influential people, including high-ranking people.

But what if the city of Maroonbah disappears and he can no longer fulfill the role that brought him to this position?

Who will the anger of those who naturally created a secret place there to be directed?

‘Oh, no. How did I get this territory and title!’

Viscount Dilov knew very well that the anger of those who had set up slush funds there would be directed at him.

After all, it’s a slush fund raised illegally, so you can’t say anything, right? You could say that, but when people lose something of their own, they often act emotionally rather than making rational judgments.

Additionally, since it was Viscount Dilov’s responsibility to manage the city of Maroonbah, it was clear that they would definitely hold Viscount Dilov responsible.

‘Please, please, I hope nothing happens to the slush fund vault in the basement!’

All Viscount Dilov could do was pray earnestly for the safety of the slush safe.

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A cave located in a remote location some distance away from Maroonbah City, where the explosion occurred.

Inside this cave, where the entrance is blocked by a thick forest, an elderly man was looking with pitiful eyes at someone with bandages all over his body.

“Why did something like this happen…” ” .”

The old man looked again at someone who was lying motionless on a carpet made of animal skin, just breathing, with his entire body bandaged.

“Dittorio and Antonio, what should we say to those children…”

Surprisingly, the name that came out of this old man’s mouth was the same as that of the current Count of Meydern and the Emperor of the Bregern Empire.

“If this is found out, the whole world will definitely be in an uproar.”

The old man was constantly muttering to himself as he looked at the bandaged person, as if talking to himself was his hobby.

“Come to your senses and wake up. Then I will teach you Tarun-style swordsmanship…”

Judging by the words ‘Tarun-style swordsmanship’coming out of his mouth, the identity of this elderly man was none other than the’hero’Tarun, the great sword master who was the swordsmanship teacher of Count Meydern and the Emperor of the Bregern Empire.

And the man he was watching, nicknamed the hero, was none other than Adalbert.

Even in the huge explosion that blew away the entire city of Maroonbah, Adalbert barely managed to survive.

But his wounds were very serious.

It was obvious that even if Tarun, who had recognized Adalbert’s energy his and was approaching Marunba City at the right time, arrived at Marunba City even a little later, he would have lost his life his.

Fortunately, Tarun had a medicine that could cure Adalbert.

For his own safety, he brought Adalbert to this cave he knew and began to treat her. As a result, although he would have burn marks all over his body his, his life his his his was saved.

However, Tarun was worried.

It wasn’t that Adalbert was worried that he wouldn’t recover from his wounds.

A completely different evil force from traitors and evil spirits was preparing to attack this world.

And he managed to find the child who was born with the mission to protect the world after his generation, but the child was now lying unconscious in front of him.

In addition, his eyes, which could see the future, showed that Adalbert would face difficult hardships in the future.

But it was not a predetermined fate.

“What happens will depend on what you do.”

All Tarun could do was hope that he would wake up.

And as Adalbert was gradually healing in Tarun’s cave, the world turned upside down.