OBS Chapter 569
Chapter 569
episode 569 death of the ruinous sword (2)
sylveria kept ray’s last words in her heart.
‘something only i can do.’
i’ve been thinking about it for days and days, but so far nothing really touches me.
frustrated, i went to the gymnasium and tried swinging my sword, but as he said, there was no further progress.
in the end, she wanted to let go of her impatience with the sword.
i had time to chat with the ladies-in-waiting and practice my sword, so i took a break.
the first few days were a bit difficult, but it wasn’t too bad once i got used to it.
drink this tea in peace.
i strolled leisurely through the garden.
then, i felt the impatience about the realm lessen little by little.
“this is what your son-in-law said.”
efforts on the sword were good, but sometimes time to look around was also necessary.
silveria was able to realize it belatedly.
when i started eating differently, my thoughts changed.
now, he clearly remembered what only he could do.
sylveria went to see her father, count sylvester.
normally, she would hone her swordsmanship at the gymnasium, but when she visited the office, count sylvester greeted her with pleasure.
“to think you were looking for your father all early in the morning. the sun will rise in the west tomorrow.”
sylveria smiled lightly at him.
“don’t be too harsh. i didn’t look for it because i knew you were busy.”
“okay. why are you looking for a busy father?”
when count sylvester stopped what he was doing and looked at her, sylveria glanced around and lowered her voice.
“when are you planning to leave for the royal capital, father?”
was it an unexpected question?
count sylvester tilted his head curiously.
“did you come to me to ask that?”
“yes. it’s important.”
“hmm. well... i guess it would be better to go see his majesty soon. it’s just that his majesty is in trouble with the tax issue of our territory.”
at those words, sylveria said happily.
“then, please leave for the capital a little earlier. if you look away, you will be able to arrange that much time.”
are you looking away?
it was difficult for count sylvester to guess what she was talking about because she was talking incomprehensible words.
“it’s not difficult...but there must be a reason for that, right?”
at count sylvester’s question, she shook her head.
she lowered her voice further and spoke cautiously.
“i plan to inform the marquis of garen and viscount mays a little differently about the day of my father’s departure. if you leave today, you will inform them in two days.”
“good idea. however, they are not people who are easygoing enough to take your word for it.”
he would probably quickly see through sylveria’s thoughts and quickly set up a pursuit team.
if that happens, your own life will run away in an instant.
when count sylvester looked at her a little negatively, sylveria continued her words.
“i heard that marquis garen always asks the ladies-in-waiting about her father’s movements. if i secretly leak information, the marquis garen will surely be caught.”
i’m not sure how you can be so sure.
count sylvester became cautious as his own life was also a matter of life and death of the sylvester estate.
it wasn’t that he completely ignored his daughter’s opinion, but there were several holes in doing what she said.
“there are rumors that an intelligence group is moving behind the marquis of garen. whatever the truth, if it is true, your thoughts will already be read by the marquis garen.”
however, even with those words, sylveria did not back down.
rather, isn’t it shaking your head and arguing?
“even if there is an intelligence organization, it doesn’t matter. since my father decided to set off on the royal road, marquis garen is in a hurry. marquis garen has no choice but to move. in the unlikely event that my father arrives at the capital first, the plan will go awry.”
it was not wrong.
whether the information sylveria spilled was true or false, marquis garen had to move.
that means you have more options for yourself.
they cried out in tears.
ray asked, kicking them.
“i’m going to take care of it with some missing tendons. if it’s a bandit, aren’t there some bosses? where are you?”
“quaaaaagh!”
“someone save me!”
due to the intense pain, they were not in a position to answer.
did you hear the commotion at the entrance?
bandits armed with furs drew their swords and came running.
“what’s the matter!”
“huh!”
when two of his colleagues lay down with blood on their wrists, they glared at ray, who had roughly guessed the situation.
“is it your fault?”
at that question, ray spat.
“this is not an ant nest, if you touch one, another one will come out.”
“you ungrateful bastard. today is the day for all four of us.”
“i’m not really cheap. please correct me.”
as he spoke, he mercilessly swung his stick.
turong-!
a bandit hurriedly blocked it.
ray was quite surprised.
no matter how lightly he swung it without using mana, he didn’t know that he would be able to block it.
it was too heavy a sword for a bandit to stop.
there was no doubt that someone in the back boat was teaching them swordsmanship.
‘this smells bad for some reason.’
he swung the stick again.
tooooooong!
a sharp sword collides with a tree branch, and there is a sound of iron snapping.
the bandit took five steps back from a single clash and grabbed his chest.
“cuck!”
the shock of not being able to overcome the recoil made my stomach go awry.
i hurriedly looked at myself, but the stick was already flying towards my hand.
piiik-!
a thin stream of blood spurted out with a ghastly sound.
“aaaagh!”
the bandit lost his sword due to lack of strength in his hands and rolled across the ground like the others.
ray walked over to them and squatted down.
“i wish i had told you that from the beginning. it’s your last chance. where is the boss of wild vegetables?”
it paid too much for asking lightly.
they bit their lips and endured the pain.
“four living quarters... it’s on the top floor of the living quarters...”
at that, ray nodded.
the bandits, who thought they were finally freed from the monster, let out their breath.
however, their expectations were completely missed.
ray smiled sinisterly and pointed to the fur coat.
“by the way, the clothes look pretty good, don’t they? bandits, do you have any money?”
the complexions of the bandits turned black at the lines they had heard many times.
“what is that...”
“hehehe. why would players who know everything do this?”
no matter how much bandits are a tribe that sucks bean sprouts from beggars’ buttholes, what the hell is the guy who robs such bandits!
the desire to refute was like a chimney.
however, the bandits did not dare to resist, as fists flew at them whenever they tried to reply.
in the end, the bandits had no choice but to strip naked on a spring day.
watching him cramming money into his luggage, the bandits forced themselves to hold back their tears like a child.