About 30 minutes ago.
Marina hasn't returned. Find out what happened. And if Marina betrayed me, bring her back, no matter what.
David remembered his father's orders, which he had received through telegram, and headed to the lodging where he had received information about Ryan.
Judging from the father's words that specifically mentioned betrayal, it seems there was discord between the two.
So, David also assumed Marina's betrayal and planned to find her.
[It was a mistake to approach quietly. While you're looking for Marina, find out if there's any connection between Ryan and the royal family.]
“What the fuck.”
It's been a long time since I've seen your face.
12 years... no, 13 years?
David chuckled as he looked at Ryan, who was now a head taller than him.
“You’ve grown so much. How have you been?”
“...How have you been? Is that what you’re supposed to say?”
“Why? Is it unfair?”
“You call that talking...!”
He grew up with the same irritable personality that made him spit and yell at his father the day he was kicked out.
A dull and choleric person.
But his life is precious, so he has to act quickly.
Just like 13 years ago in court, he was acquitted without any fuss.
“Thank you for your hard work on my behalf. If you’re still angry, I’ll give you a beating.”
David leaned in closer and spoke. Ryan's cheeks puffed out as he gritted his teeth.
You must want to kill me.
But that's not the case.
'Also.'
David smiled as he saw Ryan open his head, swallowing an angry breath.
'It's consistent.'
Even though it's been a long time since they last met, it's easy to figure out the youngest sibling's personality.
There is news that he went to the fourth Gabriel to beg for help, as if he had no pride.
He heard that he had even interfered with his second son, Elliot, in a small way, perhaps to get even a little revenge...
Well, he thought he must have grown up just like when he was little.
“Sit down. I’ve come to ask you a few questions.”
At David's command, Ryan nervously pulled out his chair and sat down.
“The town is in turmoil because of a murder. Do you know anything about it?”
“...?”
Ryan frowned and glanced back at David.
“Why are you investigating that, brother?”
“...”
“Huh, really?”
Ryan got excited as he realized something.
"I heard from the investigating police that the dead men looked like assassins. Their identities weren't even known, and they were carrying weapons."
Ryan added, looking bewildered.
“...You didn’t send it to me, did you?
You are quick-witted like a ghost.
David tapped Ryan on the shoulder as if to calm him down.
"Is there really any need to waste manpower on you? So, that's all you know?"
“Fuck, answer me first! Did you really send me that? I was the one who unjustly served time in prison for you, don’t you know how grateful I am? Why are you picking on someone who lives quietly?”
“When did you first meet the Crown Prince?”
“...”
Ryan, who had been shouting excitedly, frowned. He seemed to be guessing the intention behind the unexpected question.
And then, as if he realized something, he slowly opens his mouth.
“A title? You’re sending an assassin just because I received a title from the Crown Prince?”
"Little brother. Don't try to reason. Just answer the questions. What if I sent an assassin after you? What if I killed you now? What would you do?"
Ryan glared at him with bloodshot eyes. He gritted his teeth, trembled, and finally turned his head to face him, clenching his fists under the table.
The look of realizing only now that an assassin had come after him.
'Did I just scratch it and make a fuss?'
David clicked his tongue inwardly.
Father's speculation that there may have been some kind of deal between the Crown Prince and Ryan.
In fact, David had thought from the beginning that his father's guess was an overly premature worry.
'It's so obvious that the Crown Prince just wanted to irritate his father, so why bother?'
He sent Marina all the way to the south to investigate that and gave her a chance to escape.
Now, by stirring up Ryan, he has revealed that Wassenberg is aware of the imperial family's movements.
'Did your father lose his gun?'
It's a huge loss.
"I'm sorry, but I don't even know what the Crown Prince looks like. I'm broke, so I work as a mercenary. I went on the last expedition. We saved the lives of members of the royal family back then, and we became friends. I think that's why I received the title."
Ryan said, as if trying to confess his innocence.
This is something David already knows.
The existence of the Third Prince, who is treated like a dog in the royal household. Since he's always out on campaigns, he's bound to have quite a connection with Ryan, who decided to make a living as a mercenary.
But the Third Prince is literally a 'dog'.
The Crown Prince's chess piece.
A guy with considerable skill who the Crown Prince constantly uses on the battlefield.
He guessed he was taken advantage of again this time.
The Crown Prince used the excuse of ‘saving the Third Prince’ to naturally give the title to Ryan.
The reason why he gave a title to Ryan, whose face he didn't even know, was simply...
As always, it's meant to gently scratch Wassenberg's insides.
“Hmm.”
David stroked his chin.
Coming all the way here to interrogate Ryan yielded no results. All he got was the exact answers he expected.
'But...'
He guesses he'll have to think about it just in case.
For example, Ryan's current appearance is all acting.
“There’s a girl from Windsor Castle in your care. Is she up there?”
David looked up at the seemingly deserted upper floor of the dormitory and asked.
“Why is she?”
“I have something to ask her, too.”
“Ah, f*ck!”
Ryan glanced around.
“Let’s not touch the kid! Yes?”
“..."
David sighed.
Honestly, Ryan endured a lot. Still, he felt a little sympathy for the fact that David, his blood relative, took the blame for his sins and ruined my life.
So he just watched him raise his voice and swear arrogantly...
“Ryan, you’re all grown up now.”
David, his expression blank, stroked the back of Ryan's head affectionately.
“But does your older brother still have to educate your arrogant self?”
And with that added comment, the devil grabs his hair viciously.
Bang!!!
He just slammed Ryan's head down onto the table.
At the same time, a noise was heard from the side.
David looked back.
'You're showing up on your own two feet.'
This is the face he was looking for.
An incompetent illegitimate child from Windsor Castle.
Vania.
“Answer the question.”
"... Yes."
When David gave a short command, Vania, sitting across from him, answered tremblingly.
Ryan looked at Vania like that.
Perhaps... he got over it well.
Since David didn't get anything out of Ryan, he's going to catch Vania and interrogate her again.
“Have you ever been targeted by an assassin?”
"...? No."
“Have you ever had any trouble with assassins while staying here?”
"Yes."
David raised his hand. He grabbed the back of Ryan's head, who was sitting next to him, and slammed him onto the table.
Bang!!!
“Ahhh!”
Tears quickly welled up in Vania's eyes as she woke up screaming.
“Oh, no! I told you there wasn’t any!!!”
“Sit down.”
“Ah, haa, haa...”
David lifted Ryan's head. Vania, seeing Ryan's eyes roll back, swallowed back tears and sat down trembling.
David's hand, which was grabbing Ryan's hair fiercely, remained still.
The interrogation continues with threats of violence.
Every single second was terrifying.
“Have you ever seen an assassin?”
"Ha..."
Vania said with a sigh of relief.
“Please, don’t do this... I’ve never been chased or met them before... How would I know...?”
“What did the assassin look like?”
"I don't know..."
Bang! Bang!
“Ahhhh! I don’t know! Stop it! Aah! I really don’t know! Really!!!”
Bang! Bang!
“Ahh! Stop it! Oh, I got it! Actually, I saw it, I saw it!!!”
...No. Ryan froze, even as his mind began to wander.
David's question is clearly intended to find Marina. He asks if she has seen her face.
“What did it look like?”
“He was tall! A tall... tall man...”
Vania, covered in tears, managed to gasp for breath.
“Who, there was a cut in his eye... and he had a knife, a knife, it was scary. His head, his head... his hair was just brown...”
“...”
“Look, I told you everything I saw. Hih. So, so please... stop...”
Silence fell.
David swallowed a sigh.
'You're just talking nonsense.'
It looks like a scared child is trying to escape the situation right away...
Well, this makes it almost certain.
Marina never even pursued Ryan. She killed his men with her own hands and fled. That was a betrayal.
Well then, he guesses he'll have to look for Marina from now on...
“What are you doing now?”
At that time.
A cold voice covered the commotion.
Everyone's heads turned.
Third Prince, Nike.
His eyes were wide with anger as he gasped for breath, as if he had come running in a hurry.
“Let go.”
“...”
Nike commanded.
David glanced at his hand, which was still holding Ryan's head, and let go with a smirk.
“It’s been a while, Your Highness.”
“What are you doing?”
“It’s been a while since I last saw my younger brother, and I gave him some advice. He seems to be indebted to Your Highness for his kindness...”
David added, getting up.
“So I guess he got a little cocky. Please take it in stride.”
“What are you talking about, ordering me around?”
“...”
David approached Nike without answering.
He didn't take his eyes off Nike until he took a pack of cigarettes out of his jacket pocket, put one in his mouth, lit it, and inhaled.
“Your neck is quite stiff in front of the royal family.”
Nike muttered and snatched the cigarette from David's mouth.
He said, putting out the fire on the shoulder of his jacket.
"It seems like you've already inherited your father's crown. Can you possibly take the dukedom without any problems?"
“...!”
For a moment, David's face distorted.
‘This cheeky bastard...’
Nike is mocking him
David, now thirty-one, had two children as soon as he became an adult. However, neither of them developed this ability until they were fourteen and thirteen.
David was not the 'chosen blood' who could inherit this ability.
Therefore, the Dukedom of Wassenberg also naturally went to another brother of the 'chosen blood'.
This is a widely known fact...
This was also the thing that made David the angriest.
‘He’s just a dog of the royal family...’
Nike calmly recited to the angry David.
“You thought this would be your place, so you must have been running around like crazy, but it’s a shame.”
“...”
“If it’s a family that needs to be nurtured and then passed on to someone else...”
Nike whispered, throwing the lit cigarette on the floor, which had been burned by David's jacket.
“…You and I. Aren’t we in the same situation?”
The royal dog.
And the dog of Wassenberg.
Nike, who had brought the life of a noble man, David, to the ground with just a few words, drew the sword from his waist.
“If you understand, I would appreciate it if you would show some courtesy now.”
And he aimed it at David's neck.
“Before I execute you on the spot for insulting the royal family.”
Marina hasn't returned. Find out what happened. And if Marina betrayed me, bring her back, no matter what.
David remembered his father's orders, which he had received through telegram, and headed to the lodging where he had received information about Ryan.
Judging from the father's words that specifically mentioned betrayal, it seems there was discord between the two.
So, David also assumed Marina's betrayal and planned to find her.
[It was a mistake to approach quietly. While you're looking for Marina, find out if there's any connection between Ryan and the royal family.]
“What the fuck.”
It's been a long time since I've seen your face.
12 years... no, 13 years?
David chuckled as he looked at Ryan, who was now a head taller than him.
“You’ve grown so much. How have you been?”
“...How have you been? Is that what you’re supposed to say?”
“Why? Is it unfair?”
“You call that talking...!”
He grew up with the same irritable personality that made him spit and yell at his father the day he was kicked out.
A dull and choleric person.
But his life is precious, so he has to act quickly.
Just like 13 years ago in court, he was acquitted without any fuss.
“Thank you for your hard work on my behalf. If you’re still angry, I’ll give you a beating.”
David leaned in closer and spoke. Ryan's cheeks puffed out as he gritted his teeth.
You must want to kill me.
But that's not the case.
'Also.'
David smiled as he saw Ryan open his head, swallowing an angry breath.
'It's consistent.'
Even though it's been a long time since they last met, it's easy to figure out the youngest sibling's personality.
There is news that he went to the fourth Gabriel to beg for help, as if he had no pride.
He heard that he had even interfered with his second son, Elliot, in a small way, perhaps to get even a little revenge...
Well, he thought he must have grown up just like when he was little.
“Sit down. I’ve come to ask you a few questions.”
At David's command, Ryan nervously pulled out his chair and sat down.
“The town is in turmoil because of a murder. Do you know anything about it?”
“...?”
Ryan frowned and glanced back at David.
“Why are you investigating that, brother?”
“...”
“Huh, really?”
Ryan got excited as he realized something.
"I heard from the investigating police that the dead men looked like assassins. Their identities weren't even known, and they were carrying weapons."
Ryan added, looking bewildered.
“...You didn’t send it to me, did you?
You are quick-witted like a ghost.
David tapped Ryan on the shoulder as if to calm him down.
"Is there really any need to waste manpower on you? So, that's all you know?"
“Fuck, answer me first! Did you really send me that? I was the one who unjustly served time in prison for you, don’t you know how grateful I am? Why are you picking on someone who lives quietly?”
“When did you first meet the Crown Prince?”
“...”
Ryan, who had been shouting excitedly, frowned. He seemed to be guessing the intention behind the unexpected question.
And then, as if he realized something, he slowly opens his mouth.
“A title? You’re sending an assassin just because I received a title from the Crown Prince?”
"Little brother. Don't try to reason. Just answer the questions. What if I sent an assassin after you? What if I killed you now? What would you do?"
Ryan glared at him with bloodshot eyes. He gritted his teeth, trembled, and finally turned his head to face him, clenching his fists under the table.
The look of realizing only now that an assassin had come after him.
'Did I just scratch it and make a fuss?'
David clicked his tongue inwardly.
Father's speculation that there may have been some kind of deal between the Crown Prince and Ryan.
In fact, David had thought from the beginning that his father's guess was an overly premature worry.
'It's so obvious that the Crown Prince just wanted to irritate his father, so why bother?'
He sent Marina all the way to the south to investigate that and gave her a chance to escape.
Now, by stirring up Ryan, he has revealed that Wassenberg is aware of the imperial family's movements.
'Did your father lose his gun?'
It's a huge loss.
"I'm sorry, but I don't even know what the Crown Prince looks like. I'm broke, so I work as a mercenary. I went on the last expedition. We saved the lives of members of the royal family back then, and we became friends. I think that's why I received the title."
Ryan said, as if trying to confess his innocence.
This is something David already knows.
The existence of the Third Prince, who is treated like a dog in the royal household. Since he's always out on campaigns, he's bound to have quite a connection with Ryan, who decided to make a living as a mercenary.
But the Third Prince is literally a 'dog'.
The Crown Prince's chess piece.
A guy with considerable skill who the Crown Prince constantly uses on the battlefield.
He guessed he was taken advantage of again this time.
The Crown Prince used the excuse of ‘saving the Third Prince’ to naturally give the title to Ryan.
The reason why he gave a title to Ryan, whose face he didn't even know, was simply...
As always, it's meant to gently scratch Wassenberg's insides.
“Hmm.”
David stroked his chin.
Coming all the way here to interrogate Ryan yielded no results. All he got was the exact answers he expected.
'But...'
He guesses he'll have to think about it just in case.
For example, Ryan's current appearance is all acting.
“There’s a girl from Windsor Castle in your care. Is she up there?”
David looked up at the seemingly deserted upper floor of the dormitory and asked.
“Why is she?”
“I have something to ask her, too.”
“Ah, f*ck!”
Ryan glanced around.
“Let’s not touch the kid! Yes?”
“..."
David sighed.
Honestly, Ryan endured a lot. Still, he felt a little sympathy for the fact that David, his blood relative, took the blame for his sins and ruined my life.
So he just watched him raise his voice and swear arrogantly...
“Ryan, you’re all grown up now.”
David, his expression blank, stroked the back of Ryan's head affectionately.
“But does your older brother still have to educate your arrogant self?”
And with that added comment, the devil grabs his hair viciously.
Bang!!!
He just slammed Ryan's head down onto the table.
At the same time, a noise was heard from the side.
David looked back.
'You're showing up on your own two feet.'
This is the face he was looking for.
An incompetent illegitimate child from Windsor Castle.
Vania.
***
“Answer the question.”
"... Yes."
When David gave a short command, Vania, sitting across from him, answered tremblingly.
Ryan looked at Vania like that.
Perhaps... he got over it well.
Since David didn't get anything out of Ryan, he's going to catch Vania and interrogate her again.
“Have you ever been targeted by an assassin?”
"...? No."
“Have you ever had any trouble with assassins while staying here?”
"Yes."
David raised his hand. He grabbed the back of Ryan's head, who was sitting next to him, and slammed him onto the table.
Bang!!!
“Ahhh!”
Tears quickly welled up in Vania's eyes as she woke up screaming.
“Oh, no! I told you there wasn’t any!!!”
“Sit down.”
“Ah, haa, haa...”
David lifted Ryan's head. Vania, seeing Ryan's eyes roll back, swallowed back tears and sat down trembling.
David's hand, which was grabbing Ryan's hair fiercely, remained still.
The interrogation continues with threats of violence.
Every single second was terrifying.
“Have you ever seen an assassin?”
"Ha..."
Vania said with a sigh of relief.
“Please, don’t do this... I’ve never been chased or met them before... How would I know...?”
“What did the assassin look like?”
"I don't know..."
Bang! Bang!
“Ahhhh! I don’t know! Stop it! Aah! I really don’t know! Really!!!”
Bang! Bang!
“Ahh! Stop it! Oh, I got it! Actually, I saw it, I saw it!!!”
...No. Ryan froze, even as his mind began to wander.
David's question is clearly intended to find Marina. He asks if she has seen her face.
“What did it look like?”
“He was tall! A tall... tall man...”
Vania, covered in tears, managed to gasp for breath.
“Who, there was a cut in his eye... and he had a knife, a knife, it was scary. His head, his head... his hair was just brown...”
“...”
“Look, I told you everything I saw. Hih. So, so please... stop...”
Silence fell.
David swallowed a sigh.
'You're just talking nonsense.'
It looks like a scared child is trying to escape the situation right away...
Well, this makes it almost certain.
Marina never even pursued Ryan. She killed his men with her own hands and fled. That was a betrayal.
Well then, he guesses he'll have to look for Marina from now on...
“What are you doing now?”
At that time.
A cold voice covered the commotion.
Everyone's heads turned.
Third Prince, Nike.
His eyes were wide with anger as he gasped for breath, as if he had come running in a hurry.
“Let go.”
“...”
Nike commanded.
David glanced at his hand, which was still holding Ryan's head, and let go with a smirk.
“It’s been a while, Your Highness.”
“What are you doing?”
“It’s been a while since I last saw my younger brother, and I gave him some advice. He seems to be indebted to Your Highness for his kindness...”
David added, getting up.
“So I guess he got a little cocky. Please take it in stride.”
“What are you talking about, ordering me around?”
“...”
David approached Nike without answering.
He didn't take his eyes off Nike until he took a pack of cigarettes out of his jacket pocket, put one in his mouth, lit it, and inhaled.
“Your neck is quite stiff in front of the royal family.”
Nike muttered and snatched the cigarette from David's mouth.
He said, putting out the fire on the shoulder of his jacket.
"It seems like you've already inherited your father's crown. Can you possibly take the dukedom without any problems?"
“...!”
For a moment, David's face distorted.
‘This cheeky bastard...’
Nike is mocking him
David, now thirty-one, had two children as soon as he became an adult. However, neither of them developed this ability until they were fourteen and thirteen.
David was not the 'chosen blood' who could inherit this ability.
Therefore, the Dukedom of Wassenberg also naturally went to another brother of the 'chosen blood'.
This is a widely known fact...
This was also the thing that made David the angriest.
‘He’s just a dog of the royal family...’
Nike calmly recited to the angry David.
“You thought this would be your place, so you must have been running around like crazy, but it’s a shame.”
“...”
“If it’s a family that needs to be nurtured and then passed on to someone else...”
Nike whispered, throwing the lit cigarette on the floor, which had been burned by David's jacket.
“…You and I. Aren’t we in the same situation?”
The royal dog.
And the dog of Wassenberg.
Nike, who had brought the life of a noble man, David, to the ground with just a few words, drew the sword from his waist.
“If you understand, I would appreciate it if you would show some courtesy now.”
And he aimed it at David's neck.
“Before I execute you on the spot for insulting the royal family.”
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