NOVEL NEXT Side Story 30
The masked man approached. Baron Genem retreats behind like crazy.
“Well then….…!”
Then the masked man stopped.
He lowered the dagger, which was held close to his head.
As if he had blocked something from flying with a dagger, the man stared at none other than Ash.
“Oh, will you save him? Even after you heard that story?
“Your Excellency!”
Baron Genem’s face suddenly turned pale after hearing what Ash had said.
“Bring him out then kill him.”
“What?”
“Not here.”
At the moment, the masked man, who seemed to measure what Ash meant, soon looked at me and changed his expression.
“…….Ah. Hahaha.”
He nodded his head gently.
“I see. I'm sorry about this. I could have been rude.”
I am hesitating to tell that it’s okay for me if he wants to end Baron Genem right away.
The truth is like that, but in reality, I am obliged to see only good things and pretty things for now.
Although seeing Baron Genem alive is not very good….. It's better than dead anyway.
“Please do the cleaning outside.”
I added. The masked man answered right away.
“No problem, anywhere it is, he’ll die if stabbed anyway.”
The Baron's face, which had been bright for a while, quickly turned blue again.
“Now, did you hear it? Baron, I'll give you some time to run away, so run away with all your heart.”
“Oh, no. No, Your Excellency! Please reconsider! Your Excellency!”
“10 seconds, 9 seconds, 8 seconds…….”
“Your Excellency, please! Duchess, knight! Ladies and gentlemen!
“6 seconds, 5 seconds…….”
“Gu, guards! Guard–! Hey! Anyone! Whoever it is, please come in! Hello!”
“……2 seconds, 1 second.”
The masked man held the dagger in reverse.
“Let's just faint comfortably first and get out.”
“……!”
Only then did the Baron hurry back and run away. The masked man smirked as he watched the Baron leaving the dining room in urgency.
“Right, that's it. Good. Then I'll go get him….”
At that time, a sword was stuck in front of the masked man.
“…….”
It was Ash's.
The man turned his head while looking at the sword, whose purpose was to stop his step.
“What do you want me to do?”
The man's spirit has changed. I might be mistaken, but the ambient temperature was decreasing.
I am also embarrassed this time because I don't know why Ash is doing this, but Ash said, looking to Sir Davery, not the masked man.
“Davery, go ahead.”
“……?”
“What?”
Two people reacted at the same time. Ash pointed with a calm eye at the door where the Baron had disappeared.
“Whoever is doing it, is it the same as long as he stops breathing? Go.”
“Wait! After saying so, you're actually trying to save the Baron…”
“Cut his neck off.”
“…….”
“Davery.”
Ash ordered again.
“Go ahead.”
Until then, Sir Davery kept his mouth shut and said nothing, but he bowed his head deeply.
“……thank you.”
Then he turned around and ran away in an instant.
“Oh, that.”
Looking at Sir Davery, Dylan crumpled her forehead and thought for a moment, and soon followed him.
Then all that remained was Ash and me, and the masked man.
The masked man seemed to be embarrassed by the sudden progress, and then scratched his head.
“Ha….”
“……..”
“You're giving me his neck? You made a promise. You have to keep it.”
“I assure you.”
I stared at the door with shaky eyes.
I had the urge to chase the two, but I knew I shouldn't, so I was holding it in.
Ash hugged me and patted me on the shoulder as if he knew how I felt.
“Let's rest.”
“…….huh.”
I knew it was because of me, so I nodded without saying a word, but after that, my eyes did not fall off the door for a while.
***
He’s filthy fast.
Dylan thought, running down the hall after Davery.
‘Where the hell did you go?'
He just left a moment ago, but in that short moment, Dylan couldn't see Davery’s face, showing how far he had gone in the meantime.
“Oh, really, where…….”
“Argh!”
“……found him.”
Dylan's expression immediately loosened.
She slowed down slowly.
Her pace quickly became a walk. Dylan walked leisurely as if taking a walk and soon stopped in front of a corner room.
“Eugh.”
As she pushed the slightly open door, she could see a Baron struggling to crawl on the floor with his tendon on both ankles broken.
Dylan was slightly surprised.
‘Why didn't he cut his ankle?’
But she immediately agreed.
‘Oh, if he cut his ankle, he'll bleed to death early.’
That won’t do.
It is a wise decision indeed. To make a reasonable decision without losing one's reason in the anger of the moment.
The crazy dog of the old Hidden.
Davery silently poked the sword in the back of the Baron's hand, whether he knew Dylan was thinking that way.
“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!”
“Ugh… sir knight. Si, sir knight, listen to me. It's my fault. It’s all because I was young and didn’t know what to do at the time. I'll never do that again, so just give me a chance.”
“……..”
“That bitch, no, I’ll properly apologize to my wife, just once…… Argh!”
Baron Genem groaned, holding the back of his other hand. He was shaking and barely opened his mouth.
“Oh, or what about this? I'm a Baron, but my brother is a count. Well, he has a very large mine in the west, and if you want, feel free to… Scream!
“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! You fucking bastard! Do you think you're gonna be safe like this, arrggghhhh!
“……..”
“Heugh, heuk heuk……”
Appeals, conciliatory, abusive language, intimidation, sobbing.
“I'm…… I'm truly wrong…….”
Then appealing again.
But Davery did not react during the process of several iterations.
Without answering or changing his expression, he simply destroyed the Baron's body parts step by step.
To the point where he won't die.
The begging for help turned into a baby begging for death.
Dylan suddenly got goosebumps by then.
She knew where these goosebumps came from.
The smell
It's hard to call it a memory, but anyway, a subtle and distant response to the intense past.
“Keough, khok.”
At that time, the Baron, who was struggling to the point it’s hard to say that he was a living person, was convulsed, biting the blood.
Then he dropped.
“…….”
It’s over, Dylan spoke after a calm evaluation.
“Are you done?”
*…….”
“Well, there's nothing more to do. He’s dead.”
“…….”
“You’ve cut him longer than I thought. The volume wasn't that small, but it was still very…….”
“When have you been here?”
Dylan was absolutely stunning.
“What? You didn't know? While I'm here, the whole time?”
“…….”
“I had a rough idea, but…… What a great enemy you've got? Is he the enemy of your parents?”
Davery didn't answer, and Dylan didn't bother to ask.
Instead, she changed the subject with her arms folded.
“Well, by the way, it's been a long time since I saw you holding and using the sword, so it's worth seeing.”
“…….”
“I can understand a little bit why you've been so self-conscious…… I'm sure you didn't want to get caught. That you're this crazy.”
“……..”
“Especially when you say you're caught by the Madam, I can accept that even if you jump off a cliff……….”
Dylan stopped talking and bit her lips.
It wasn't just that Davery didn't answer.
Davery seemed to be lost in thought. He can't hear anything around him, and he doesn't think he will know if anyone is messing with him right now.
Dylan waited silently until his thoughts were sorted out. A long time later, Davery suddenly moved.
“Where?”
Davery gently answered Dylan's question.
“To erase the smell of blood.”
After leaving the Lord’s Castle and walking a little, a pond quickly appeared.
Dylan's expression became subtle.
“How did you know there was a pond here?”
“Because I've been here.”
“You've been here?”
“Before.”
Davery took off his jacket without hesitation
“The Lord of the estate wasn't him back then.”
“…….Aha.”
“He was a good man. By the way.”
Davery, who said so, dived the top of his head in the pond and took out his head as he breathed.
Dylan suddenly laughed as she watched it.
“No, does it solve the problem by just washing your body with your clothes open in the blood? Let's get back to the castle and take your shirt off.”
“Should I?”
“…….”
“I think we'll get a suit if we search in the castle, although it's wide.”
“Are you serious?”
Instead of answering, Davery dived one more time.
Davery walked out of the pond after diving a few more times and lifting his head.
“If not…… I can just put that clothes back on.”
“What?”
“I don't care anyway. I just washed up because I felt sick with my body smelling like blood.”
Dylan frowned in one eye. She said to Davery, who was shaking the water off his head and squeezing the water out of his pants.
“So what you're saying is, it's just the bloody smell coming from your body that you washed with water, not the purpose of hiding the blood itself?”
“Yes.”
“Why?”
Davery's eyes turned toward Dylan.
“If you don't hide it, it's like you’re advertising to the neighbourhood about what you did to the Baron. Are you okay with that?
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