Chapter 92, Having Too Much (6)

Translator: Hedge

Editor: Lizzz

 

That late night.

 

A single horse galloped through Cyriesus.

 

Marquis Evan Beurisen’s ears even reached the Capital Knights.

 

Those ears hurried along, ignoring the law that prohibits riding horses within the Capital. It was to inform Evan about what had happened at the gambling den.

 

Thanks to this, Evan, who received the news faster than anyone else, calmly sent him back for now.

 

Then, he began to think.

 

In the past, Kalian had agreed to keep quiet about the gambling den when he let Arsene stay for two days. Of course, he did not think Kalian would keep his promise forever, but he did not expect to be backstabbed so quickly.

 

“This must be revenge for Plants’ betrayal.”

 

That was Evan’s conclusion.

 

The Knight who was the Captain of the Pavel Knight standing next to Evan said.

 

“That’s right. There’s no reason to suddenly attack that place without a motive.”

 

Neither of them thought that this was done to prevent Evan from doubting the relationship between Kalian and Plants.

 

Anyway, it was true that Evan was in a very awkward situation.

 

If Kalian was going to take the evidence, he should have taken it quietly, but not only did he kill everyone, the man he had sent even got caught by the Capital Knights.

 

While thinking this, Evan suddenly clenched his fist.

 

It was because he realized why Kalian’s servant had been so foolishly caught.

 

“He got caught on purpose. On purpose.”

 

“What do you mean by that?”

 

The Knight asked, and Evan looked at him and explained briefly.

 

“This should have been originally investigated by the Capital Knights alone. So, he got caught on purpose to make the Royal Palace investigate it.”

 

“Are you saying he wanted to prevent you from getting involved, Marquis?”

 

Evan nodded.

 

“He had schemed to make the Royal Palace do the investigation, afraid that I might interfere using the Capital Knights.”

 

If Kalian wanted to exclude Evan’s influence, the Royal Palace had to directly intervene in the investigation. However, the Royal Palace could not take the initiative unless it was directly related to the Royal Family. Naturally, it was unlikely that Kalian would be associated with the gambling den. In fact, even if Kyrie was involved, it would be difficult for the Royal Palace to step in unless it was the Royal Family member’s own affair.

 

There was only one case where the Royal Palace intervened in matters not related to the Royal Family. That would be when the Capital Knights request the Royal Palace to investigate the case.

 

“Since the person caught as the criminal is the servant of a Prince, do you think the Capital Knights can punish him? The Capital Knights will be forced to send a request to the Royal Palace. Then, the Royal Palace will ‘inevitably’ proceed with the investigation of the case.”

 

“If that happens, Marquis, you won’t be able to quietly cover up the gambling den issue.”

 

“That’s right… that Third Prince is not to be underestimated. Truly not to be underestimated…”

 

Evan muttered this with a sharply edged voice as he began to consider how to resolve this issue.

 

* * *

 

He must be a Prince’s personal guard.

 

At these words from Decal, the Captain of the Capital Knights as he tilted his head. It was because of the main question in his mind, [Does the Third Prince even need a guard?]

 

However, only someone skilled could do this.

 

Forty-seven were dead.

 

Whether they used swords or axes, or poisoned darts like the woman found in the vault, everyone except one man, who was found dead in front of iron bars. had weapons.

 

An ordinary boy could not have killed forty-seven warriors with just one sword and no mana bullets. That was why his subordinates thought Kyrie must be Kalian’s personal guard.

 

“There are stairs leading down, hidden behind. People are held captive down there. Please release them.”

 

Kyrie, who was captured without any resistance, only said this after arriving at the central branch of the Capital Knights. He did not say anything else. This only increased Decal’s curiosity.

 

Of course, there was something else he was curious about.

 

[What circumstances would make someone serving a Prince to do something like this?] Thinking this, Decal’s eyes looking at Kyrie were somewhat different from those looking at a murderer who killed forty-seven people.

 

Of course, it was partly because he could not treat him carelessly due to Kyrie being associated with the Third Prince, but more importantly, it was because Decal had also seen the atrocities beneath the gambling den that Kyrie had informed them about.

 

Those were sins humans should never commit.

 

Because of this, Decal was currently thinking of Kyrie not as a child who killed others, but rather as a child who killed beasts.

 

“We rescued nineteen people in total. But two more bodies were found there. All with serious injuries, but they did not have sword wounds.”

 

A Capital Knight approached Decal and reported.

 

“Since it was a fighting gambling den, they must have been injured fighting each other.”

 

“Seems so. Many bones were broken, and it looks like they did not receive any treatment.”

 

Decal briefly cursed.

 

Kyrie showed no particular reaction to the words he heard. He did not even consider the thought of having rescued them earlier or asking Kalian for help, things might have been different.

 

It might be selfish, but Kyrie did not go there to rescue them either. He simply went there because Kalian needed him to. Revenge was also merely a part of it.

 

“But Captain. Doesn’t that place seem to be connected to some Noble?”

 

“I’m sure it is. A gambling den of that scale can’t possibly exist without connections to a Noble.”

 

Also, it would certainly be high-ranking Nobles.

 

That was why when Decal heard that Kyrie had revealed himself as Kalian’s servant, he immediately sent word to the Royal Palace.

 

“For now, I’ve sent a message to the Royal Palace, so let’s wait. If that boy really is the Third Prince’s servant, someone from the palace will come.”

 

After saying this, Decal took a deep breath.

 

He strongly felt that this case was not one to be investigated by the Capital Knights. This would go beyond their authority.

 

And as if in response to that thought, a voice was heard.

 

“Don’t get involved in this matter any further. The rest will be investigated by the Royal Palace.”

 

Decal turned his head toward the sound and jumped up from his seat. That hair color, starting with silver and deepening to a red hue. It was unmistakable.

 

“Are you Count Manasil?”

 

He had expected someone from the Royal Palace to come, but he thought it would be Knights. He never expected the Archmage, Allan Manasil, to personally come.

 

Allan simply nodded in response to Decal’s greeting, then stared at Kyrie. After turning his gaze away from the blood that was pooled even on the chair where Kyrie sat, Allan asked.

 

“Are you injured?”

 

“I’m fine.”

 

It was a short answer, and Allan flicked his finger to clean the blood from Kyrie’s body. Seeing the face that was revealed, which was younger than expected, Decal was inwardly surprised.

 

After all, the Third Prince who had embarked on the path of the sword was only fifteen years old. For someone close to the Third Prince, it would not be impossible to possess that level of combat ability at that age.

 

In any case, since the Royal Palace said they would investigate the incident, it was welcoming news for Decal. As a result, Kyrie was very quickly handed over to Allan.

 

“If there’s any information you need, please let me know. I’ll help as much as possible.”

 

Allan exchanged a few words with Decal and signed the document confirming Kyrie’s transfer. After that, Decal spoke in a very careful voice.

 

“But, Count, it’s difficult to hand over the evidence immediately. The Capital Knights will check it first, and then it will be delivered to the Royal Palace.”

 

“I am well aware of that.”

 

While a servant of a Prince was immediately handed over because he was the Prince’s person, the evidence could not be transferred right away because it was found by the Capital Knights.

 

Allan held no other complaints, exchanged light pleasantries before leaving with Kyrie.

 

* * *

 

Allan’s carriage, which he had said was almost as safe as the Arpia Palace, would probably be as comfortable as Kalian’s bathtub. It was not that Kyrie had not ridden in this carriage before, but his exhaustion was different from then compared to now.

 

He should have fallen asleep, but Kyrie just sat with an expressionless face. Seeing this, Allan casually asked.

 

“I don’t think His Highness ordered the annihilation of those people. He’s not the kind of person who would order you to do such a thing.”

 

Kyrie smiled slightly.

 

“But now that you’ve killed them all, do you feel a bit better?”

 

Even if he had not killed everyone, the Capital Knights would have come, and the investigation results would have been the same. So, would Kalian really have ordered Kyrie to kill everyone at the gambling den?

 

Allan doubted it.

 

“His Highness said that I could decide who to kill and who to spare.”

 

After all, Kalian did not define who ‘them’ was. He only said who to spare.

 

Not leaving any related persons alive was like when Arsene threw a fireball at Gray’s carriage. That day, Kyrie ran countless times around the field in Reddington Territory and used his sword as he had been taught.

 

“I took my revenge, believing that the Prince could take responsibility for it. So, I do feel better.”

 

Looking at Kyrie, Allan did not say foolish things like his methods were excessive. What could he say when someone killed those who deserved to die?

 

“Well. I suppose it’s better than if you’d been forced to eliminate them all.”

 

“Even if he had forced me to do it, it wouldn’t have been any different.”

 

At those words, Allan’s buried curiosity resurfaced.

 

“What do you see in His Highness that makes you act this way?”

 

Kyrie was now seventeen years old. The same age as Ian. For a boy like that to kill forty-seven people and then say he would have readily done it even if the Prince had forced him to do it, Allan could not help but be curious.

 

“Although His Highness didn’t tell me what I experienced during that time, he told me that he was a Prince and a Knight of Secritia. If I had a connection with such a Prince, it means I had left this place and went to Secritia.”

 

After saying this, Kyrie looked at the sword in his hand.

 

“At first, His Highness said he would only save me. He did not seem to know that Hina was with me. He’s not the type of person who would only look for me while knowing Hina was there too. Then after rescuing both of us, he kept asking questions to Hina, not me.”

 

The end of his calmly continuing voice cracked.

 

Swallowing dry saliva, Kyrie looked at Allan and opened his mouth again.

 

“He asked if Hina’s ear was cut off or if she cut it herself, and if she could not speak from the beginning. It was as if he was seeing Hina for the first time. After that, he said he was relieved that nothing had happened to us. Recalling that day, I think I understand the reason. What I might have experienced before going to Secritia.”

 

Kyrie gripped the sword handle tightly and concluded.

 

“That’s why I act this way.”

 

To Kyrie’s words, having already figured out what Kalian had saved him from, Allan simply nodded without saying anything else.

 

Anyway, Kalian has a special talent for having his secrets discovered here and there. Somehow, he keeps getting found out.

 

* * *

 

That dawn, a large fire broke out at the Central Branch of the Capital Knights.

 

No one was injured, but the evidence related to the gambling den that was being kept at the branch was incinerated.

 

It was not ordered by Evan; it was done independently by the person who acted as Evan’s ‘ears’.

 

“What kind of person do you think Kalian is to have handed over all the evidence intact to the Capital Knights? It was all already neatly stacked in his room!”

 

Therefore, the person who had been the ‘ear’ heard this roar instead of praises.

 

Evan was truly at his wit’s end.

 

“Won’t the fire you started only draw more attention to this matter!?”

 

In the end, Evan abandoned his plan to just cut off the tail.

 

Instead of the tail, he barely managed to pin the blame on one of the Nobles, who had followed him. As a result, his forces were reduced once again.

 

The night of that day.

 

A Prince who was lingering in front of Evan’s house had no idea that Evan’s ‘ears’, who were terrified by all kinds of threats, had set fire to the Capital Knights’ Central Branch.