A Narrow-Eyed Nobleman Is Always Misunderstood

Episode 196 – Sometimes You Have to Beg Ugly to Survive

The economic capital of the El Pario Empire and the most commercially developed city.

There were many merchants in Herasmond who operated based on this city.

However, the world was too big for the top to operate alone, and there were many things that people needed.

Accordingly, some of the merchants based in Herasmond decided to join forces, which was the beginning of the merchant association.

Since several merchants came together to form one organization, the power of the merchant association was very great.

Is this because it was much more advantageous for a merchant group with multiple merchants to gather together than an individual merchant when it came to delivering goods or concluding a contract?

It was no exaggeration to say that, except for those based in other regions, all the merchants based in Herasmond belonging to the Chamber of Commerce.

It was, so to speak, a cooperative created by merchant owners.

Anyway, among the companies created in this way, the Elgaron Company was one of the top five famous companies in Herasmond.

Of course, this Elgaron Company only had the appearance of a company on the outside, but in reality, it was the main source of funds for El-Romed, a secret society plotting treason.

In fact, the chairman of the Elgaron Chamber of Commerce was a man named Kluma, and he was a merchant merchant with no relationship to El-Romed.

It was thanks to his outstanding insight and sense as a merchant that he was able to become the president of Elgaron Company.

In El-Romed, Chairman Kluma, who helped them make a lot of money by improving the structure of the top without their having to worry about it, continued to push them to become the president of Elgaron.

Of course, Chairman Cluma did not know that Elgaron Corporation was the source of funds for an organization called El-Romed.

So he was able to stay safe even in this tragedy.

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The path to the basement of Elgaron Company was surprisingly easy to find.

“Save people…”

A person who survived the Aura explosion that occurred in the basement opened the basement door and came out.

Alberto and Tarun were happy to see that person because it saved them the trouble of finding the basement door.

Tarun opened the basement door and approached the person who was lying down from exhaustion. He poured a very diluted potion into the person’s mouth.

The person tried to refuse the potion that Tarun gave him, but would an exhausted person be able to withstand the strength of a person whose body surpasses that of the Sword Master?

Tarun used his strength to pour the potion into the man’s mouth.

Was he also someone who had no choice?

Soon he lost the will to resist and calmly took the potion Tarun gave him.

He regained some energy thanks to the potion Tarun gave him, and only then did he realize who was in front of him.

A man wearing a snickering clown mask and an elderly man with thick white hair.

A terrifying monster that destroyed El-Romed’s organization one after another.

Even the word monster is not enough.

It would be more appropriate to be the worst being who conveys incomprehensible fear.

When he realized this, he seemed to vaguely understand why those two saved his life.

Clearly, they are trying to steal information from you.

“Whoa, who on earth are you?”

So he made up his mind

No matter how much pain comes, let’s endure it.

Let’s not say that this is El-Romed’s headquarters.

That’s what he promised.

“Who are we?”

When the El-Lome de member asked who he was, Tarun reached out and grabbed the member by the collar.

Then he grabbed him and lifted him up as if he were picking up a piece of paper from the ground.

The sight of him being held in Tarun’s hands was like an adult holding a baby’s clothes in his hands and carrying them away.

No matter how the members reacted, Tarun didn’t care and dragged him away to show him the inside of Elgaron Company.

“If you see this, you’ll know who we are.”

What Tarun showed were the gruesome, dead bodies of El-Romed organization members.

“Hey, hey!”

The gang member who saw it felt like all the blood disappeared from his body

Among the people working at the top, there were quite a few fighters who were so strong that they could not be defeated.

Among them was a face he recognized, someone he had been laughing with just a few hours ago.

As a result, the brain of the gang member held in Tarun’s hand began to rotate at a speed never seen before.

‘How can I survive? What do they want from me? Let’s say anything if we can survive. Let’s do anything!’

In his mind, trust and loyalty to the organization had long since disappeared

Here now, there was only one person struggling to survive, putting his own life first, even if it looked ugly.

“W-what do you want?”

He asked Tarun directly.

What do you want? Please tell me what you want.

This was truly the appearance of a person who put down all his pride in order to survive.

“Hmm?”

“P, if there’s any information you need, I’ll tell you!”

When Tarun reacted as if he was showing some interest, he seemed ready to give everything, including his liver and gallbladder.

“Master.”

“Just wait.”

“If you let me live, I will be loyal!”

When Alberto looked at Tarun, he stretched out his hand and stopped Alberto.

It was because I was curious how long the ugly behavior of this person, who gave up his pride and loyalty to the organization in order to survive, would continue.

Alberto also noticed what his ambassador was trying to do and quietly stepped back.

“Wow, if you want, I’ll tell you everything I know!”

“…”

As Tarun showed no response, the gang member began to become increasingly anxious.

What do you want from yourself?

What on earth did these powerful beings want to gain from me by dragging me here and showing me this tragedy?

Is it because he wants me to become a slave?

This member of the organization came to this thought and spoke out what he was thinking.

“Oh, or you can make me your slave! It’s okay to do whatever you want, so just save me!”

“You’ll do anything, so you’re just asking for my life?”

Tarun finally responded to the gang member’s request that he be spared as it was okay to be a slave.

“Yes, yes! If you let me live, I will be loyal!”

“Okay? That’s right…”

When the gang member said that he would do anything to save his life, Tarun only pretended to think for a moment.

What was required of this organization member had already been decided.

Usually, the headquarters of these evil organizations always had a secret safe.

The secret safe was a place to store the assets they had accumulated or items to be used when executing their plans.

In other words, Tarun was planning to rob their secret safety.

No matter how talented a person was, it would be difficult to use that talent if an environment to support that talent was not created.

Tarun has long seen how vested interests compact the soil to prevent so-called geniuses from growing before they can grow.

So, he planned to use the same method to destroy El-Romed so that it could never grow into such a large organization again.

“There must be a secret safe here, right?”

“Yes? Ah, yes! Of course there is! “I am the custodian of that secret vault!”

And very fortunately, the person whose life was saved by Tarun was the man who managed the secret safe underground in the El Garon Company, the home of El-Romed.

Of course, this was what Tarun was aiming for.

He is a swordsman who has lived for over 300 years to begin with, so couldn’t he have controlled that much power?

For him, who had surpassed the level of a sword master, destroying all but one safekeeper was a piece of cake.

“Good. Guide me. Disciple, did you bring the subspace pouch?”

“I brought enough money to empty the top four or five warehouses.”

When Tarun asked about the existence of subspace pockets, Alberto took out several subspace pockets from the backpack on his back.

Tarun, who saw this, nodded with a satisfied smile.

“Feel so good. Now, please guide me. If you do anything even a little… “You know?”

“Hey, I’ll guide you right away!”

In Tarun’s threatening gaze, the gang member, or rather the secret safe manager, guided the two people to the basement.

Aside from the deaths of people caused by Tarun’s technology, the basement itself seemed to have suffered no significant damage.

“Surely, you didn’t plunge the sword underground and explode it?”

“kk. You will find out if you use a sword as you grow older. “When you get to this level, the hardest thing is not killing people.”

If you just tap it with your finger, it dies.

Alberto shook his head as he watched Tarun moving forward.

I wondered how much harder I had to work to become that strong.

However, there was something that I didn’t know, that I was slowly becoming a complete sword master just by seeing, hearing, and feeling next to Tarun.

Realizing it for yourself was something that would happen in the not too distant future.