In such a state, it seemed that his body could not bear the forced opening of the Sense.
With a cracking sound, the number of insects that had been dense decreased rapidly. Just the original Fernand. As much as a D-class transcendent can do.
"...You can't do anything."
Fernand roughly wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth with the palm of his hand.
"Ugh!"
At that moment, Maximilian burst into tears. Madness-filled maroon eyes turned to Mrs. Becker and the baby in her arms.
"Then I will only kill the people who have to be killed."
He rolled up his lips and chuckled. Even if he couldn't, he would definitely kill Mrs. Becker and Maximilian.
"Attack them, bugs. Be sure to kill the child first."
At Fernand's command, the bugs that surrounded him turned to Mrs. Becker and the child.
The child kept crying. Mrs. Becker hugged the child and ran in the opposite direction of the insect, but her limp legs were limited.
Bam. Mrs. Becker finally fell to the floor.
"Oh, no! Max, Max!"
Fernand's ghoulish smile appeared on his lips. As the bugs turned to the child, the bewildered Count screamed at Rolf.
"Rolf! Protect the child!"
Riding reflexively at the Count's command, Rolf picked up the child who had fallen on the garden floor.
"Oh, no! Fernand. Please, please, please don't do this!"
Rolf hurriedly stopped him, but Fernand seemed even more angry at the situation. He glared at Rolf as if he were very reluctant.
"You were the one who stopped me from killing that illegitimate son last year. This is already the second time. You dared to choose him over me."
"I was loyal. Really, master. I also hid the fact of gambling from the Count for the sa
ke of you. For the sake of the master who might be executed..."
"Shut up!!"
Fernand screamed. There were some things he didn't want to hear, but he felt like his concentration was at its limit,
Fernand glared at the child. A swarm of insects surrounded Rolf and the child at high speed.
"Ahh... Aaaa..."
The child was surprised by the swarm of insects and cried even louder.
Then, Rolf's arm was stung by an insect.
"Ahh..."
Rolf had listened to the Count's orders, but he was more concerned about his own life than his children. He couldn't see a way out, so he threw him on the floor.
"Ahh... Max, Max!"
Mrs. Becker was horrified to see the child fall to the ground.
"Ugh, aah!"
Rolf tried to give up on the child and run away, but he had already missed the time to run away. The insects were biting and stinging his body repeatedly, so he couldn't get out of there and was trapped inside.
He managed to wave his arms a few times, but the insects did not disperse at all.
The eerie sound of insects buzzing and flesh being chewed continuously. Then, at some point, Rolf's screams stopped, and he fell to the floor. He couldn't hear the child's cry anymore.
"Max, Max! Max!!!"
Mrs. Becker's screams filled the garden.
At that moment, the D-class transcendents came rushing to the scene.
“Fernaaaand!”
When they arrived, they immediately pointed their guns at Fernand, and without hesi tation, they said. "Taang! Shup! Shup!" It fired quickly.
The bullet pierced Fernand's shoulder and limbs.
"Ugh."
Since the commoner was about to kill the heir of the nobleman, summary execution was possible at the discretion of the soldier.
"No, no! Didn't you decide to give my child a life?"
The dazed-looking Count clung to the gun-wielding transcendents. Mrs. Becker could hardly believe the Count's actions.
"That madman. My son, my son?!"
"Count. I'm sorry, but things have changed."
Taang! Shup! Shup!
The gunfire continued to be directed at Fernand.
"No, I can't. Oh no! You can't kill Fernand!"
But despite the Count's pleas, the Transcendents did not stop. Finally, Fernand, who was impaled near his chest, fell to the floor with a loud bang.
Loose. When he lost consciousness, the swarms of insects dispersed at once.
"What should I do? Max... Max!"
Mrs. Becker crawled like a madman to find the child.
However, there were no children where the insects were scattered. There is only Rolf, who has fallen.
“Max?”
How could the child be nowhere to be seen? Were the insects taking it away?
No matter how much she looked around, there were no children.
'No, I don't. I don't have one! Why is it nowhere?'
Me, really. Is it dead? Fernand told them to kill the child first, so the insects dragged him away.
Then. Mrs. Becker saw Fernand's finger. She wondered if he was still alive, but his fingers were wriggling slightly.
Mrs. Becker's eyes rolled. He was a transcendent even if he was a D-class. He is much tougher than others. As proof, the place where the bullet penetrated was playing at a very slow speed.
Because of that killer. My son.
Ahh...
Mrs. Becker screamed like a madwoman.
As she looked around, she saw an axe that seemed to have been arranged by the gardener.
'I have to cut off his breath completely.'
Mrs. Becker immediately picked up the axe and limped toward Fernand.
"Vanessa! Vanessa!"
The Count screamed, but Mrs. Becker did not hear her.
"No! No, help Fernand! Vanessa!"
'How dare you kill my child? Fernand, you devilish bastard.'
“Die!”
The axe was well forged. As Mrs. Becker waved her arms, a chilling sound rang out.
Kung.
Fernand's neck dropped. The Count's face turned white as if he was going to faint.
He was completely out of breath, but Mrs. Becker had seen his body regenerate after being shot.
'This is not enough.'
It was the moment when she was driven into a frenzy and raised her axe once more.
"Aaaa..."
She could hear a child's cry in the distance.
"Max?"
Mrs. Becker immediately laid down her axe. Then she headed to the place where the sound came from. It was under Rolf's back, who died coldly.
Rolf had collapsed and laid the child on the floor. Thanks to this, the child seemed to be able to survive the swarm.
"Ahh... Aaaaaaaa..."
"Max. Alive! Max..."
Vanessa hugged him tightly.
The Count, on the other hand, had a white face and was looking at the dead Fernand. As if looking at something very pitiful.
He opened his mouth as if he had something to say, and then closed it again.
In the end, there was only one thing he could say. Fernand was no longer his son. Even on paper. Legally.
"Burn the corpse. I'll take Rolf's body for a separate funeral."
That was the best choice the Count could make. Fernand is a commoner who was shot while trying to kill the heir of the Count.
Since he had sinned, he would never be buried in a coffin. He would be roughly dumped in the cemetery of the condemned prisoners. Burning. It was the way to dispose of Fernand's body with dignity.
The four transcendents who were in charge of transporting the Count bowed their heads and apologized for causing trouble, and then took Fernand's body.
The Count turned his head and looked very pained.
"..."
The ambassador system. Assistant priests. He was speechless about the terrible thing that had just happened.
A garden covered in blood. Where there was only the sound of a child crying, there was only a somber silence.
At that time, it was a little bit of a stretch. He heard the wheels of the wagon rolling over the gravel. It was a peaceful sound that did not fit with the place now.
A white carriage was moving into the Count's residence at a leisurely pace.
"..."
The carriage, which came in with everyone's attention, stopped in the middle of the garden. When she got out of the open carriage door, it was Odette, who was dressed in a particularly colorful outfit.
"Oh my. I think the baptism is already over."
Everyone is dressed neatly for the christening. Odette was dressed as if he were going on a picnic.
A neat pink dress. The wide-brimmed hat was decorated with colorful flowers. She was even waving her fans, which symbolized the nobility.
Odette grinned and said in a soft voice.
"Oh, it was an important event. It's a pity that I missed it."
She talked as if she had missed the christening, but Mrs. Becker and the Count understood the meaning at once. That meant the death of Fernand and Rolf.
Odette was smiling brighter than anyone else.
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