"Are you going to climb up that?"
Ryan pointed to the incredibly high castle wall.
"There wouldn't be a hole in this fortress plastered with money."
Shaking his head, he gestured with his chin toward the corpses of the soldiers lying quietly scattered.
"Or are you going to make a fuss fighting with them?"
Eventually, he gave a thumbs-up.
"There is no more perfect infiltration than this."
Then.
The really absurd thing is that, after listening to it, there is nothing wrong with what he said.
The gatekeepers, having confirmed the presence of the intruders, fell asleep quietly (Location: The Other World), and since there was no commotion, no one knows what happened here.
If we go in like this, it would technically be an infiltration...
"Furthermore!"
Ryan reached out and pointed at a survivor who was frozen like a stone.
"Secure a free guide too!"
Yannis, the sole surviving private corps commander.
Ryan strode over and put his arm around his shoulder. He looked so friendly, like a friend of ten years.
"You rascal, it would have been troublesome if you had been chattering away, but you shut your mouth immediately and didn't even draw your sword! You have some common sense, don't you?"
"..."
Yannis remained frozen, his eyes wide as if about to fall out.
Upon closer inspection, his body was trembling pathologically, and tears were dripping from his eyes.
"Hey, a man crying? Stop! Don't cry.... Argh!"
Was it because he was told not to cry? Yannis wept downwards. Ryan was horrified to discover urine dripping down his pants.
"Why are you peeing like that, you filthy idiot! Do you want to die?"
"S-sorry... S-save me..."
"Yeah. I'll spare you, so just listen to me. Everyone is gathered inside right now, right?"
"Yes, yes..."
"Stutter or you're dead."
"Yes."
"Where is Christa Wassenberg?"
"She is in isolation. She likely was not present at the meeting."
As expected, seeing him bring up the meeting room, it seemed Yannis had immediately figured out what purpose Ryan had come to visit.
Perhaps because he had spent a long time wiping my father's butt, he was quick-witted.
"She's really trapped? That bunny has a crazy intuition."
Ryan looked at Kali—no, me—gave a thumbs up, and spoke to Yannis again.
"I already expected that. Tell me the location where you are isolated."
“I don’t know that.”
"Do you want to sleep forever like your friends?"
"I really... don't know. I'm not under the castle's jurisdiction... so I only heard the news that the young lady was quarantined because she caused some trouble."
Yannis continued to shed tears even while speaking.
Ryan told him he would kill him if he stammered, and he looked so desperately worried that it was pitiful.
It was a reaction that didn't even require gauging whether or not the truth was being told.
"Yes, then let's go in. Oh, right!"
Ryan said as if he had forgotten.
"I didn't say the reason for my visit! That makes it a trespass!"
There is no sophistry worse than this.
"Look, I am the fifth son of this family. I received a conscription notice, and although Father completely forgot to invite me, I came here belatedly after receiving a call from my eldest brother."
Ryan grinned at the trembling Yannis and added.
"From now on, just go inside and introduce me like that to everyone you meet. Let me ask you to escort me to the meeting room like that, yes?"
That's truly amazing. To think of such a bold plan to head straight to the meeting room without a fuss, with a doorman by your side.
Will things go his way?
Of course, I don't need to worry about it.
<Steps of Darkness>
I escaped from Kali's shadow.
Yannis's face was filled with astonishment when he saw me suddenly appear right in front of his eyes.
"What? Why are you out?"
"We have to split up now, but are you going to go in comfortably all by yourself, Dad? I have to search everywhere with Kali."
"Ah. That's right. Then what should I do...?"
I pushed past Ryan and went to Yannis, stood with my legs crossed like a gangster, and held out my hand.
"You have the sapphire medal you received from my father, right?"
Yannis immediately reached inside his uniform, took out the badge, and handed it to me.
"Free passage rights secured.'
As I winked at Ryan, he shook his head.
“Are you a gangster?”
"Who are you to say that?"
After handing the sapphire medal to Kali, I entered her shadow again.
<Steps of Darkness>
Soon, Ryan grabbed Yannis and shouted cheerfully.
"Now then, let's set off toward my beloved father and brothers!"
***
Yannis Grove, a private soldier who was loyal to Wassenberg his entire life.
He is now clearing the way for the slaughterer.
This is because loyalty crumbled like a flimsy sandcastle under the desperate desire for survival.
All the guards stationed within the vast castle knew Yannis's face and did not question the presence of Ryan, who naturally entered with him.
No one asked who he was or if they saw any suspicious looks.
"It is the fifth young master. The first young master invited him separately, so he came to attend the meeting."
He introduced Ryan as he instructed.
Then, a ridiculous sight where everyone even ends up bowing respectfully.
It was perhaps an inevitable situation. Who would have thought that anyone would 'intrude' into a gathering place for terrifying superpowered individuals?
And was it after they had entered a certain distance, and after Ryan released a hawk perched on his shoulder out of the castle?
The number of guards suddenly increased.
The fellow soldiers who had clearly died instantly right before his eyes quietly came over and began to stand beside him, one by one.
Upon closer inspection, they were strangers wearing the clothes stripped from their dead comrades.
They were probably Ryan's subordinates.
'Shall I give it to you?'
As the meeting room approached, Yannis thought.
Since he had already cleared the way this far, he was naturally a dead man.
There is only one way to survive.
The only way for Ryan to eliminate Duke Wassenberg today.
But what about Ryan?
If he achieves his goal, will Ryan spare his life?
"Suspicious activity was detected outside. We need to reinforce security at the conference room, so let's relieve the guard."
Yannis spoke to the six guards standing in front of the conference room door.
Once again, they respectfully greeted Yannis, who boasted the highest power within the family's private army, and left without a shred of suspicion.
"Wow! Is this right?"
Ryan looked back at Yannis in surprise.
"So you're quite a high-ranking guy? I didn't expect the path to open up this easily. I didn't do anything to get here."
"..."
"Anyway, thanks."
Ryan put his arm around Yannis's shoulder and stuck close to him.
"How much do you earn?"
Huh? Quick-witted Yannis's heart pounded.
The intention of this question is.....
"I will receive 100,000 gold."
“Heeek!”
"You don't have to give me that much. No, you don't have to give me anything at all. I will serve you with unwavering loyalty."
“What do you mean?”
Ryan frowned.
"I was shocked that a guy who got 100,000 gold would shamelessly send a murderer all the way to the main bedroom of his master's house."
<Instant death>
In an instant, Yannis's body collapsed.
Tap!
Before a loud noise could be heard, Max, who was behind, grabbed Yannis's body, set it down on one side of the hallway, and muttered.
"Even a bastard like this has an annual salary of 100,000 gold..."
"Ahem! I'll do it when I get back."
Feeling self-conscious, the Lord cleared his throat and immediately flung open the meeting room door.
“Sorry I’m late!”
***
“Sorry I’m late!”
Suddenly the door opened, and Edgar, who was sitting in the seat of honor, came face to face with a familiar face.
Ryan. The moment Edgar saw that face, he moved almost on instinct.
This is my son.
<Incapacitation>
Block all supernatural abilities.
"Bring Christa here."
Even giving orders to the guard knight standing right beside him.
It didn't even take 3 seconds.
***
The knight standing beside Edgar approached the entrance to the only meeting hall.
Of course, Ryan was standing in the way.
“Where are you going?”
Ryan asked, but seemed to have no intention of hearing an answer.
"Yeah. If you want to go, you should go."
He giggled and obediently made way.
Ryan, who had sent the knight, looked around the conference room where silence had settled.
Six people with supernatural abilities, excluding Christa and Richard, and ten retainers were sitting around.
And on the wall, there were guard knights standing guard over each of them like a picture.
"Dad! Why are you having a family gathering without me? I'm going to be left out!"
Ryan grumbled at Edgar. He remained silent. No. Not only that, but everyone else who failed to grasp the situation was just blinking blankly.
“What... are you?”
David was the first to get up with a look of disbelief.
“Ahh, bro!”
Ryan beamed and strode toward David.
"What do you mean! You told me to gather all my knights, mercenaries, and monsters and hand them over! I brought them just as you said!"
"What?"
David frowned.
"I meant to bring it to my territory. Why are you here..."
The words could not continue until the end.
Ryan swung his fist, and...
Pow!!!
With a force so strong it was absurd, David was nearly blown away and slammed into the wall.
"Aaaah!"
“Huh, huh!”
Surprised screams poured out.
David could not tell what had happened.
His bodyguard immediately rushed forward, but was instantly subdued by someone in the uniform of the Wassenberg Private Corps who strangled him with a wire.
It was Max.
"Alright, alright. If you don't want to die, let's all just quietly watch our Lord take out his anger."
Ryan approached David, who was slammed against the wall, and sat on top of him. The size difference between the two was laughable.
And so began...
"Brother!"
One-sided assault.
Puck!
"Do you think it was hard for me to hold back from doing this?"
Puck!
"How should I kill you?!"
Joy. Anger.
Puck! Puck!
"No! Don't do it, brother! Don't die! You can't go too easily!"
And, madness...
Ryan's voice flowed out incoherently, as if he had lost his mind. Merciless fists slammed David's cheeks ceaselessly between his words.
With each and every blow dizzying enough to shake his head, David couldn't think.
"Haa, phew. Fuck!"
Everyone present felt the same way—their thoughts stopped. It was an unbelievable sight, like something out of a dream.
Soon, Ryan stood up, roughly grabbing David's hair.
Dragging him like a dog with a swaying, excited gait and forced him to sit down.
Bang!
He buried his face in the table as if to show everyone.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Blood was flying everywhere. The one-sided and brutal assault showed no signs of ending.
In his confused state of mind, David barely managed to move his hand and grabbed Ryan's forearm that was gripping his hair.
<God's Punishment>
'Uh...?'
The cruel torture began again before there was even time to feel bewildered.
Bang!
"Brother, you have to hang in there!"
Bang!
“You can’t die!”
Bang!
"Don't even faint!"
Every time he was slammed down and heard again, David's face became more miserably disfigured.
A sight too painful to watch.
In that terrible situation where everyone was frozen, Ryan alone burst into a maniacal laugh.
"Ha ha ha!!!"
Toward the father who silently watched his most beloved son die a miserable death.
"Ha ha ha ha ha!!!"
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