Kieran was chatting with Herbert in the parlor.
Of course, they were talking about some unimportant things, but the real communication was through the words they wrote with their fingers.
Suddenly, Kieran's fingers paused.
[Triggered special event: Fate War]
[Based on your experience and performance in the dungeon world, you cannot reject this special event!]
[Fate War: Carrying the title of the Emperor's descendant, the Royals, and the Royals, you are recognized by most of the Mutants. Under Carderweld's guidance, you have attracted the old enemy of the Emperor. This will be a prolonged war, you need to ensure the Neegor Dynasty's victory!]
[Based on your performance in the event, you will receive different dungeon rating!]
…
[Special event] that cannot be rejected?
Kieran frowned.
It was the first time he came across something like this.
"Did it change because of the 'royal' reputation that I replaced?"
Kieran guessed as he looked at the notes.
"What happened?"
The elderly scholar dipped his finger into the tea and wrote.
"I thought of something unexpected.
Do you know who the Emperor's old enemy was? "
Kieran shook his head and continued writing.
"The Emperor's old enemy?
Back then, the Neegor Dynasty had already unified the whole world and the Emperor had almost no enemies left, let alone an old enemy.
But … there is another possibility!
The Witches!
I remember it was written in some books that when the Witches offered the Eye of Chimeras, they disappeared without a trace.
"In some books, the witches were quite powerful. They used to have their own country and civilization, but they disappeared without a trace. It seems that this happened after they offered the Eye of Chimeras to the 'Emperor'. After that, the 'Emperor' became more and more unscrupulous until the entire dynasty disappeared!"
"If it is an old enemy, I think the Witches are the biggest possibility!
But it is just a possibility! "
The elderly scholar thought for a while before writing in detail.
Looking at the words on the tea table, Kieran's expression turned heavy.
An unknown enemy!
It wasn't a good thing.
A powerful enemy wasn't scary.
No matter how powerful an enemy was, there would be a weakness.
But the unknown enemy was different!
Just like an assassin shrouded in shadows, when you approached unknowingly, the sharp dagger would slit your throat in the most unexpected way.
"A witch?"
Kieran adjusted his sitting posture and muttered the term in his heart. He then looked at the [Special Event] comment again.
Among them, Carderweld's name and the word 'guide' were extremely glaring.
"It's late. You need to rest well!"
"If there's anything, we'll talk tomorrow!"
Kieran said to Herbert.
His finger, however, wrote on the coffee table: Where is Carderwell's lair?
Herbert's body trembled.
The old scholar seemed to have guessed what Kieran wanted to do, but he didn't try to persuade him. He knew that his persuasion would be useless against people like Kieran.
Kieran, who had made up his mind on certain things, could not be convinced by mere words.
Sutherlin Castle.
The old scholar wrote down the name of the place.
At the same time, he added another line of words: The Emperor's Legacy is also there!
When Kieran saw the line of words, he squinted his eyes.
Such a coincidence?
Kieran's squinted eyes were shining with a glimmer.
…
"Your Highness, our Knight is following behind those bastards, they won't be able to escape!"
Eander said with a bow after he walked into the study room.
Following the escort of Herbert and the others, as long as one wasn't an idiot, one would be able to guess that Carderwell's temporary hideout was around Carlhart Military Camp.
Even without Kieran's words, a single gaze from him told Eander what to do.
"No need to let them follow, head straight to Sutherlin Castle.
Then, arrange for fast horses and necessary supplies for me! "
Kieran said.
"Sutherlin Castle?
Yes, Your Highness! "
Eander was stunned.
He didn't quite understand Kieran's order but it didn't stop him from carrying it out.
For Eander who had just been promoted by a rank and was qualified to sit in the council hall, Kieran's order was an order that couldn't be defied.
At dawn, a convoy escorted by four Mutant Knight departed.
Among the three wagons, the last one was filled with supplies.
Although the distance between Sutherlin Castle and Carlhart Military Camp wasn't that far and with a fast horse galloping, it would only take a day's time, Eander didn't care about that at all. He was still loading the 'necessary supplies' into the wagons.
Of course, it was the kind that he understood.
Gold and silver utensils, black goatwool woven blankets and even fresh ingredients and fruits.
In fact, if it wasn't for Kieran's interference at the very end.
The convoy would have grown immensely huge.
Eander wished he could hang the entire military camp behind Kieran.
"His loyalty is praiseworthy!"
Contly wasn't just mocking but also praising.
Kieran didn't reply, he leaned back on a soft cushion and almost buried his upper body in it. His face didn't show any satisfaction, only a faint thought.
"Hmph!"
Contly couldn't help but grunt softly when she saw Kieran's reaction. She then turned around and jumped off the wagon.
Immediately, the carriage returned to its silence.
However, the silence didn't last for long.
"Aaaargh!"
An agonizing cry sounded from outside.
Kieran who was leaning on the cushion dashed out of the carriage like lightning.
One of the four Mutant Knight's body was decapitated.
The body below the neck was still sitting on the horse's back but the head above the neck was nowhere to be found, only blood gushed out from the chest.
Rayhart, Retsu and the other three Mutant Knight instantly surrounded Kieran, protecting him behind them while looking around with vigilance.
Contly, the big guy and Herbert also jumped off the second wagon.
Contly who was temporarily acting as the wagoner of the second wagon looked at the dead body with a horrified face.
Contly who was once a bounty hunter wouldn't simply be horrified by a dead body but what frightened her the most was, she didn't see the figure of the attacker from the start to the end.
What she saw was the Mutant Knight's head twisting a few rounds before falling to the ground.
Contly ran over to the body that had fallen off the warhorse and inspected it carefully.
The uneven muscles around the neck, the torn skin and the broken vertebrae proved that her eyes weren't playing tricks on her.
The Mutant Knight's neck did suffer a swift twist.
Then, the head was twisted off.
But …
Who did it?
Contly looked up at the people around her, hoping to get some answers.
However, everyone who made eye contact with her had a blank look on their faces.
It seemed like no one saw the attacker.
Only Kieran was an exception.
"You found something?"
Contly couldn't help but ask when she saw Kieran was in deep thoughts.
Kieran didn't answer, he raised his right hand and pointed at his own head with his index finger.
"What do you mean …"
Before Contly could finish, she reacted to the situation.
Head?
Head!
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
