Chapter 1342

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Episode 1342. Don’t make things you’ll see again.

Count Helio Lagoa’s question was taken by Marquis Theo Stauran as a mockery.

At that moment, he said, ‘I’m crying!’, but I tried to endure it with superhuman patience and replied with a calm face.

“I don’t know what you are talking about. Nothing is more accurate than an investigation by Imperial Intelligence. The Scorpion Company raided the scene where gold and silver treasures were being leaked to the enemy country, and the people who interrupted it were Count Lagoa and his party. Count Lagoa even annihilated a squadron of Scorpions on duty.”

“ah! I didn’t know robbery was the duty of the Imperial Army. I pay homage to the father’s tearful efforts to glorify the death of his son who was beaten to death while committing robbery.”

“Unfortunately, there is only one person in the Empire who thinks so, Lord Lagoa. History will remember Scorpion Company as ‘the poor Imperials who were killed during the war by the Grand Master of the Alliance of Pro-Southern Realms’.”

Marquis Theo Stauran did not lose a word.

Elio laughed at the childlike attitude of the Marquis.

His face was so solemn that it was difficult to tell just by looking at his expression whether he meant it or was just saying it in opposition.

The smile on Elio’s lips grew wider.

“Marquis Theo.”

“My name is Theo Stauran. If you really want to call me, call me Staurun.”

Theo is the first name and Stauran is the last name.

And it’s polite not to call someone by name unless you’re close.

So Marquis Theo Stauran pointed out the title of Count Helio Lagoa right away.

But Elio had no intention of doing that.

“Okay, Marquis Theo. The star is so long that it doesn’t stick to my mouth.”

“Please call me the Marquis of Stauran.”

Marquis Theo Stauron also stubbornly sharpened his blade.

Viscount Kurt Wartner, chief of staff, looked at the Marquis and Count with a puzzled face.

‘It’s rude!’ I wanted to shout, but my opponent was a grand master, so my mouth didn’t come out.

The same was true of the other staff lined up on the left and right of the Marquis.

If it was the case at other times, I would have grabbed him by the collar right away.

However, the opponent is the Grand Master, who is rumored to be stronger than the demon lords.

Unless they were holding a magic gun loaded with excitium, they were afraid to make eye contact, so everyone just watched the situation with stiff faces.

“Anyway, it doesn’t matter. For me, Marquis Theo. There are several techniques that make you tell the truth. It’s like ‘dividing tendons and dislocating bones [分筋錯骨]’ or casting mental magic. The effect is completely satisfactory. Pretending not to know? There is no such thing. It’s because you’re going to pour out the secret desires in your heart. how is it? Marquis Theo. Shall I try it here? Did you say such bullshit because you really didn’t know, or did you do it to feed me even though you knew?”

“...”

For a moment, the meeting room fell silent.

You said you would use torture and mind magic on Marquis Theo Stauran, the prince’s closest aide and the commander of the Iron Legion?

Viscount Kurt Wartner, impatient, shouted.

“Count Lagoa! That’s an overstatement! No matter how much Count Lagoa is the Grand Master! You can’t do that to the Iron Legion commander!”

Then Elio turned his attention to the staff.

“Your name?”

“I am Viscount Kurt Wartner, Chief of Staff of the Iron Legion.”

“Did you hear what the Marquis said a while ago? That history will remember Scorpion Company as ‘the poor Imperial soldiers who were killed during the war by the Grand Master of the Confederacy of Southern Realms’.”

“...I heard.”

“If you were the chief of staff, you would have gathered information and reported it to Marquis Theo. tell me Did Marquis Theo say such an idiot because he didn’t know the truth? Or are you doing it to put the blame on me without knowing it?”

“...”

Chief of Staff Kurt Wartner glared at Count Helio Lagoa.

“I will tell you in advance. I’m not interested in the direction of this funny war. That is why I am saying that if you touch me, you will meet the son who left before you.”

“Remember.”

Elio shook his head excitedly at Marquis Theo Stauron’s nonchalant reaction.

There are those who must see the coffin to shed tears.

Fabian told me to take it easy, so I put up with it, so I try to pretend to be a marquis.

“Everyone is living their own lives. i’m going I beg you, please don’t make things that you will see again. Because I don’t kill people because I like myself.”

Marquis Theo Stauran showed no interest as if it were someone else’s business.

When even the final warning didn’t work, Elio shrugged and turned around.

As he left, Marquis Theo Stauron violently overturned the table.

Coudangtang-!

The staff guarding their seats examined the complexion of the marquis with pale faces.

Marquis Theo Stauran spoke forcefully to the Battalion commander.

“Tell the field commander. Start the operation as soon as he returns to Minos.”

“yes!”

Viscount Krano Vanek, Batalion’s commander, lowered his stance in front of the Marquis’ wrath.

The words ‘Let’s leave it to the judgment of the field commander’ lingered in my mouth before slowly melting away.

***

Eastern Peromuros.

Minos.

After leaving the Iron Legion, Elio returned to Minos’s chalet (southern lodge) the same day.

After dinner alone, he went out for a night walk with a lonely mind.

Without Fabian, who had been following him and making noise, he felt empty.

This is why it is said that ‘a person cannot live alone’.

As I walked along my steps, the mountain area where I was training with Fabian unfolded before my eyes.

This is the spot where Fabian died in my dream last night.

It’s something that didn’t actually happen, but it’s heartbreaking as if it were real.

It seems that it is the future experienced through physical pain.

Exhaled breath flowed from his mouth.

“ha.”

This world is a piece of shit.

Demons treat humans as livestock, and nobles treat commoners as dogs and pigs.

The world of the gods is also not easy.

Manaphthras, known as the creator god, is actually an aggressor, and Shaitin, the evil god, is the creator.

Humans got caught up in the war of the gods, but few people know about it.

Suddenly, I had a strange thought.

‘If this is the case, can I assume that the evil god Shaytin is using me as the celestial horse (Kama Devias) and the golden thread (Ushas Undra) and Mana Phrases?’

So, is it too much of a leap to think that he, like Ushas Undra, is – as a result – a ‘vanguard of chaos’?

At that moment, streaks of red light flew through the night air.

Wedge love! Wedge-!