Tulip Mausoleum (5)
“The ones who took the child were demons?”
A chilling voice came out from under the mask.
“Yes, that’s what they say.”
“There’s no place that guy doesn’t get involved with.”
Arkt frowned at the report brought by the leader of the Blue Band.
Island yachas.
The matter of Theo Ragnar was already something that the Trojan vassals knew essential.
The one who brought down Ed’s ambition to swallow up Ragnar.
The guy who stole the Yongsalgeom Balmung.
A troublemaker who removed their influence in the Floating Islands Autonomous Territory and took the mystery of Krimhild.
And… … the selector.
The mere fact that he could open the relics of the Ancient Dragon should have made him very sensitive, but he was still destroying all of Troyvan’s plots.
But this time it happened again.
It was a situation where I couldn’t help but get angry.
If it were up to me, I would lead the entire band and jump over the wall right away.
“The other guys there are the problem.”
Not only was there the dragon that took one of his arms away, but there was also the infamous Rize and the Death God.
It wasn’t easy to get Cassandra out if we clashed head-on.
“Do I have to drag them in too? It’s annoying.”
Fortunately, there was reinforcements not far from here that would rush to the scene if Ark called.
However, I didn’t want to see them fussing around, so I tried not to raise my hand as much as possible.
It seemed like the situation was now beyond my control.
After all, what mattered to them was the cause, not their emotional circumstances.
“But since it is a place, wouldn’t it be difficult for them to move around as they please?”
“It would be difficult to swing a sword carelessly in the mausoleum?”
“Isn’t Ragnar one of those people who thinks their own history is terrible?”
“It’s ridiculous. Those who have forgotten their ‘true’ selves are talking about history and tradition.”
The laughter coming from under the mask was pure ridicule.
“And we also needed to get our hands on the mausoleum someday. Let’s do it together.”
“Yeah. Since it’s come to this, let’s make it bigger.”
Behind the mask, Akt’s eyes twisted.
“But before that, we need to make sure that the child doesn’t get caught up in the situation… … .”
The archer gave a few instructions, and the band leader disappeared quietly, shouting his name.
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* * *
‘Tomorrow… … Oppa Theo will be leaving too?’
Cassandra was a smart child.
So he understood his situation better than anyone else, and he knew very well the value he possessed.
It was all because of his own abilities that his mother and the villagers died.
The ability to see into the future.
Those who live up high must have needed him.
So I also expected that Theo would soon lead me to the people here.
The only good thing is that these people were brought by Theo?
Theo said.
Don’t worry, these guys are good people, unlike those horrible old men.
So you can trust it.
Because Theo is a very good person who shared his secrets with me.
‘Before we break up, I want to be of help to you too! Why does it keep not working out?’
This guy’s abilities never seemed to work as easily as he wanted them to.
But after suffering to this extent, it was better to show something, even if it was just a little bit.
Strangely, when I tried to see anything related to Theo, it didn’t work out well.
Feeling like something is hitting you?
I was wondering if maybe the ability wasn’t working properly.
‘That sister’s future… looked good.’
The image of Rje sitting on the throne, leading a large crowd of people, was still vivid in Cassandra’s memory.
Although those people all gave off a different vibe from ordinary people.
Still, they all obeyed Leje’s words.
So, it was never a matter of ability being impaired.
‘I just… I just can’t see you. Brother Theo.’
-As if I were alone and separated from this world.
Cassandra had such a thought on her mind, but she couldn’t say it out loud.
If I say that, it seems like Theo isn’t really human.
dripping.
“Lady Cassandra, I brought you some refreshments. Would you like some?”
As Cassandra’s thoughts deepened, a knock was heard along with the servant’s voice.
snack!
In an instant, color returned to Cassandra’s gloomy face.
In the slums, you couldn’t eat snacks even if you wanted to, but here, if you asked, they would just give them to you.
This was also the second reason why Cassandra considered Ragnar to be such a good place.
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“yes!”
“Then excuse me.”
As the door opened, I heard a servant come inside.
Knock, knock-
The sound of footsteps approaching.
Cassandra tilted her head.
“I… …sister.”
“Yes, Cassandra.”
Clearly, the voice was that of the maid who had been talking to me a little while ago.
“Did you bump into anything?”
Are the footsteps slightly different?
“I sprained my ankle a little while ago while I was carrying something. Is that bothering you?”
“Oh, no, not that! I was just worried that you might be uncomfortable somewhere!”
“Well, that’s good. I’ll leave the refreshments on this table.”
“Yes, thank you.”
Cassandra nodded, still unsure.
Whenever the maid brought something, she would place it on the bed table for fear that Cassandra would have difficulty moving.
But why on the table… …!
That was the moment.
Hwaaaaak!
Cassandra’s previously dark vision began to reveal new things.
A woman, clearly dressed as a maid, places a tray of snacks on the table.
But hidden underneath that tray was a very small needle.
The needle was soon stuck in the back of his neck while he was eating a snack… … .
The vision darkened again.
Cassandra took a step back without realizing it.
“Oh. You noticed?”
“… … !”
“It’s obvious that he copied not only the face, but also the habits and speech. How did he figure it out? Was that also thanks to his supernatural powers?”
help!
Cassandra wanted to scream in fear, but the assassin disguised as a maid moved before her.
The assassin intended to knock Cassandra out in one breath and escape the group.
I was confident that I wouldn’t get caught going out like I did when I went undercover.
Because we had some very capable collaborators here.
But it ended up being the assassin’s failure.
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Just before the needle touched Cassandra, the shadow rose upwards, rippling.
A hideous, gray-white monster growled as it tore through the black shadows.
Keeeeek!
“What is this… … !”
Theo had attached Umbra to Cassandra in advance, worried that she would be bored alone.
It was because he could also act as a bodyguard when needed, but he never thought that Troyvan would attack this place where Denglong and Leje were, so he was lucky to get caught.
The needles bounce off Umbra’s hard scales, unable to penetrate them.
Umbra tried to bite the assassin with his gear-like teeth.
Wagjak!
The assassin narrowly avoided the attack and stepped back a wide berth.
Even if I tried to secure some space to get to Cassandra, the room was so full due to Umbra’s size that I couldn’t find any space.
Kwakwakwang!
Moreover, Umbra caused a ruckus as if the indoor furniture didn’t matter at all.
With wings as sharp as blades, it aims for the assassin, and spits out black breath that looks like poison from its mouth.
The resulting earthquake shook the entire building, shattered windows and collapsed pillars.
“What is going on!”
“A monster?”
“Oh no! It’s an assassin! Tell the higher-ups!”
The late-arriving guards of the union discovered Umbra and the assassin, and the Reapers also moved busily to protect Cassandra.
“Damn.”
The assassin grimaced as the siege closed in around him.
It seemed like the plan to quietly kidnap Cassandra and escape had all gone awry.
If so, there is only one way left.
He took the cylinder out of his bosom and pulled the wick towards the collapsed ceiling.
Pfft, pfft pfft!
Soon, red flares will spread across the sky,
Ding ding ding ding-!
Warning alarms blared loudly all around.
The band waiting outside attempted a surprise attack all at once.
-this!
-It’s the enemy! Troyvan is targeting the tomb!
-Stop it! We have to protect this place somehow!
-The Guardian Angels, hurry and protect the child! We must prevent them from approaching the child!
-What’s that? It doesn’t look like it’s just Troyvan!
-It’s the Holy Demon Church! The Holy Demon Church has appeared!
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-Where the hell do those fake kids think this is… …!
There were urgent screams and chaotic movements from all directions.
“You beings who follow the wrong spirit.”
The assassin smiled coldly as he looked at Umbra and the inspectors standing there trying to subdue him.
“Your misguided loyalty will never receive the choice and protection of your ancestors, but only condemnation and curses!”
bang!
The assassin flew towards Cassandra, mumbling something completely incomprehensible to himself.
In an instant, her skin turned bright red, as if it would burst at any moment.
“Hey, backflow explosion?”
“There’s also Bloodlight Harmony! Damn it! You’re activating both of those at the same time? You can’t do that without going crazy!”
The infamy of the backflow explosion was now well known to Ragnar as well.
A self-destruct device that reverses magical power at the risk of one’s life, instantly raising one’s level by several levels.
In addition, when the blood priest skills that the Holy Demon Church boasts were added, the aura that the guy exuded was enough to shake the atmosphere.
Kururur-
The moment when Umbra lowered his stance and rushed at the assassin, and the inspectors all tensed up and prepared to fight back.
Parallel!
Suddenly, two figures fell from the sky and blocked the assassin’s path.
Chaeaaaaaang!
Phew-
Theo was the first to roughly repel the assassin’s attacks with a balmung filled with magical power.
Wellington, who appeared a step late, attacked the blind spot and struck.
Squeak-
Phew!
The assassin’s head was cleanly separated and flew into the air.
This is truly an exquisite collaboration.
But Theo and Wellington did not let their guard down.
That was because assassin-like guys were running towards us from all directions.
And even more intense waves than that.
“Prince Theo!”
“I know. It’s going to be a tough fight.”
The place where Theo and Wellington’s eyes were equally focused.
Dozens of thugs, led by a man, lined up on the roof of the building.
“Theo Ragnar. It was you again this time.”
An ominous voice echoed from beneath the wooden mask.
“It’s the same face I saw at Nojeba.”
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“Don’t compare me with that idiot.”
“Isn’t it more stupid of you to be stupid? You still want to pick a fight after losing one of your arms?”
Theo wasn’t at all surprised by Arct’s appearance.
Because I had already heard about Troyvan’s clash with the Tulip Garden Association before arriving in Wellington.
The guy’s left arm is also cut off because of Deungryong.
When it was pointed out that Arkt had already lost to Denglong once, he frowned in displeasure.
“You’re quite the talkative person.”
“Wouldn’t it be more exciting if the plan failed?”
“You child who follows the wrong path. I will tear you to pieces and kill you, who walks the path of illusion, and set everything right.”
“I’m sorry, but I don’t think you’re the one for me.”
“Where the hell do you think you are, you dare to step your filthy feet in this place!”
Above the sky.
A dragon appeared with a thunderous roar and a storm-like momentum, standing tall on the roof of the building opposite the Arct.
“Yeah. I knew you’d show up. Let’s finish the fight we couldn’t finish last time.”
“Goyan-!”
Arct and Lantern clashed in the air.
Kwaaaaang!
A huge shockwave shook the entire union grounds.
“While Well and I take care of this place, you take the child and leave!”
Wellington’s voice cut sharply into Theo’s ears.
“Where should I go?”
“Baektap! Let’s go there!”
Baektap Ruins.
It was the border area where Ragnar and Troyvan’s realms intersected.
The two sides have long disputed ownership of this place, and it was the site of the first large-scale clashes since the start of the Northern War.
“All right.”
Theo exchanged a quick glance with Wellington and moved towards Cassandra.
Although they couldn’t exchange greetings by voice because they had to move secretly, the two were close enough to communicate a lot just by looking at each other.
‘Prince Theo, rise up high. Nicknames like ‘Three Commanders and Eight Jun’ and such, aren’t they originally yours?’
Wellington had no doubts about Theo’s performance.
That position is too much for him.
It was only kept for a short time for Theo, but soon the glory of that place will go to its original owner.
The moment when he tried to block the marching band that was rushing towards Cassandra with that thought in mind.
‘… …Why the Sashinjo?’
Wellington hastily turned his head away from Cassandra at her other movements.
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“Brother Theo… … !”
The Sashinjo surrounded the wavering Cassandra as if protecting her, and at the forefront stood Leje, facing Theo.
“What are you doing, Sister?”
“What are you doing, little brother? What do you mean by that?”
Rize reached out his hand towards the Grim Reaper’s handle, his eyes flashing coldly.
“I’m just doing what I’m supposed to do?”
How the bastard of the Return Sword Family lives
