Chapter 403: Emperor Sword Banquet (8)

C403 - Emperor Sword Banquet (8)

Very few people knew what the gray mantle symbolized.

The Specter Corps was not like the Black Knights of Runcandel, a group of Warriors that openly revealed themselves to the world.

The gray-robed figures remained amidst the monsters, watching as the Emperor Sword Castle crumbled.

It seemed as if they were waiting for the central training field's walls to collapse.

Slowly, they approached the central training field.

Are they waiting near the Emperor Sword Castle and came to escort Beradin?

It was possible.

However, Jin couldn't help but feel a strange unease after seeing them.

Somehow, it seemed like they were in control of demonic creatures and living golems. RêAd lateSt chapters at novelhall.com Only

It was more than just a feeling of unease.

He quickly realized that the living golems were moving away from the direction they were walking.

Ron had an indifferent expression even as he saw this.

It didn't come from indifference but rather from the composure of a Warrior who had reached the peak.

Woong-!

Red-colored mana accumulated in the staff of the gray-robed figure.

Jin had personally experienced that magic in Beradin's village, near the end of his days as a Provisional Flagbearer.

-["Those who call themselves conquerors seem willing to unleash even the Red Abyss just to capture a simple brat; the old Specter Corps would roll in their ugly graves."]

At that time, Misha had told him that the name of that magic was the 'Red Abyss.'

Large red spots began to spread across the aura-saturated sky.

The "Red Abyss," a great chain magical spell that could be called the Final Movements of the Specter Corps, had also faced off against the Shadow Energy of the Black Dragons at that time.

That day had been one of the most dangerous moments in Jin's life.

That's why he remembered it all vividly.

The blood-red swords and chains raining down from the red-tinted sky, the feeling of his palms tearing as he deflected them.

And there was one thing Jin remembered clearly.

-'It's strange; each of them is supplementing the mana to complete the magical spell.'

Jin had felt it while reading the flow of the Red Abyss used by the fifteen members of the Specter Corps.

Based on this fact...

Jin had an intuition that the Red Abyss required a larger number of participants.

'But the mana flow of these guys is too clean.'

The gray-robed figures who had come to Emperor Sword Castle were only six.

Even fifteen struggled and clumsily cast the spell, but these six executed it perfectly.

According to Jin's knowledge of magic, this was undeniably impossible.

At first, Jin thought they had used the Red Abyss of the Specter Corps.

But upon closer examination, it seemed similar but clearly different.

It's not the Specter Corps.

These six are incredibly skilled at imitating the Specter Corps and their Magic Sight Spell.

Jin was the only one who saw it clearly.

First of all, there were very few Warriors who knew about the existence of the Specter Corps.

Moreover, none of them had firsthand experience with the Red Abyss.

There was a possibility that Zipple might attack Hairan, but using a combination of the Specter Corps and demonic creatures was out of place.

Especially after the incident in the Holy Kingdom, it would be madness to associate monsters and endanger their reputation.

'It's not Zipple. That leaves Kinzelo and Vermont. The former seems more likely to attack Hairan for various reasons. It's strange to think that the Emperor would orchestrate something like this just to undermine Ron-nim's authority.'

Kinzelo.

Jin felt irritated by what these people might be plotting this time.

There had to be a reason for them to stage such a clumsy act, pretending to be Zipple's secret mage unit.

Or, if the Emperor Sword Castle demanded explanations, Zipple could accuse Hairan, saying:

"Hairan is using them after being attacked by other forces."

In any case, Hairan was suffering significant losses.

'Ron-nim would probably reject any deal offered by Zipple even if they're not behind this, and this incident would end with Hairan looking like a fool.'

That was Jin's assessment.

So, what did Kinzelo intend to gain from this?

'Hostile relationship of Hairan with Zipple. Kinzelo probably hoped that other major clans would more actively restrict Zipple.'

It might be a wild assumption.

However, Jin concluded that he would be perfectly safe if he didn't let the "final piece" of this event slip by.

'I have to report this to Ron-nim!'

The gray-robed figures were retracting their chain spell.

It seemed like they were preparing for a new attack rather than planning to launch it again.

Then, a beam of light was fired at the gray-robed figures.

The beam pierced through four gigantic monsters, crushed hundreds of living golems, and tore through layer after layer of protective shields until it finally pierced the chest of one of the gray-robed figures.

The gray-robed figures, now reduced to five, dispersed and began to reestablish their protective shields.

"Do you think you could deceive me by wearing those gray robes? I've heard that those guys are Octavia Zipple's subordinates."

Despite having already killed more than a hundred gigantic monsters and thousands of living golems, Ron's energy continued to grow.

To Ron, the number of demonic creatures and living golems made no sense, like grains of sand in a storm.

However, there was a reason he couldn't just end the situation.

The guests who had arrived at the Emperor Sword Castle were being held hostage.

Ron felt his insides boiling for the first time in a long while.

The anger surging within him was even more intense than when he recognized his defeat in the competition against Cyron.

"Ron Hairan, you're mistaken. Deceiving you was never part of our plan from the beginning."

"Whatever your plan is, I'll make you spit it out bit by bit as I crush your mouth. So, have you shown everything you can?"

The gray-robed figures remained silent as they prepared to shatter the last piece of the puzzle in Jin's mind.

"Ron-nim!"

Ron turned his gaze towards Jin.

"There's something more important than killing them. We have to find Beradin."

"What...?"

"If Beradin returns to his clan injured, it will be difficult to handle Kinzelo's plot. Surely Hairan will openly become hostile to Zipple."

Ron's eyes widened at Jin's words.

In an instant, all the scenarios Jin had considered passed through Ron's mind.

Jin was right.

If Beradin didn't return unharmed, regardless of how the situation developed afterward...

Hairan and Zipple would inevitably become enemies.

Even if Kinzelo continued to feign ignorance, even if the victims suspected Hairan, even if Zipple used it to pressure Hairan. As long as Beradin returned to his clan without a scratch, they would be able to handle all these situations properly.

Though their faces were hidden by the robes, Jin could sense their expressions of bewilderment.

He could also see from behind the distorted faces of Bishkel's group, pretending to be injured.

"There are likely more mages of their level, and they might be pursuing Beradin!"

Ron opened his eyes.

"Can I entrust this to you, Jin Runcandel?"

Ron had a duty to save the members of his clan and the guests who were dying in front of him.

"Of course, Ron-nim. I will accept it as an honor."

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