Disciple of The Three Kings [EN]: Chapter 238

The Three Kings’ Disciple (239)

238

A quiet street in Paris.

Although Paris was the capital of France, not every street was crowded with people.

There were many dark alleys and slums.

This was a hidden alley in France.

Swish.

People with hoods pulled up or caps pulled low walked through the alley.

“Heh heh….”

Those addicted to alcohol or drugs lay sprawled on the street.

“Spare a coin, please.”

They didn’t hesitate to beg.

“…….”

Those who were walking sometimes paused, but soon ignored them and continued on their way.

Slowly, they exchanged glances.

“We’ve got a tail.”

A small presence had been felt since earlier.

It was clearly a tail.

“Should we split up?”

“No. We’ll lure them.”

Having said that, they maintained a steady pace, turning through alley after alley.

And finally, they were met with a dead end.

They stopped.

And a voice came from behind.

“I don’t recognize your faces.”

One, two, the shadows continued to grow.

“If you’ve entered the 93rd district, you should greet the owner and ask for permission.”

A white man with piercings and tattoos all over his face spoke, clanging the knuckle duster on his hand.

The shadows behind him continued to grow.

“I’m Edith, the owner of the 93rd district.”

The alley was now completely blocked.

They were blocking the opposite side of the dead end.

“Kikik.”

From the walls and between the buildings, there were more of their group.

“Fortunately, unlike the nobles, I’m a very kind ruler.”

Edith was the ruler of the 93rd district, one of the slums of Paris.

Once a knight of Einheart, he was dragged to the battlefield, escaped, became a runaway knight, and entered this slum.

And then became a ruler, a very predictable story.

“So, if you give me everything you have….”

Smirk.

“I’ll let one of you live.”

At his words, Edith’s men took another step closer.

“What should we do?”

The people cornered in the alley spoke.

“Hmm? Are you from Asia?”

Even as Edith spoke, hearing their language.

“What do you mean, what should we do? Kill them all.”

The cornered people were talking among themselves.

“All of them? If we do that….”

“This is a slum. No one cares about those kinds of trash. It’s more of a problem to let them live.”

“What are you babbling about!”

It was the moment when Edith, unable to hold back, shouted.

Whoosh!

The people who had been cornered just now scattered in all directions.

“Where do you think you’re going!”

Edith thought they were running away, but.

Pshooook!

Seeing the blood spray that followed, he realized he was wrong.

“Kill…!”

The cornered people weren’t trying to escape.

Rather, they had lured them and started hunting.

“Great… Ugh!”

A clean sword strike followed a trajectory, and that trajectory continued again.

Pshooook!

Blood gushed out.

Thud! Thud!

The sound of flesh being pierced.

Swish!

The sound of cutting through bone.

That unpleasant sound echoed from all directions.

It was when Edith took a step back in surprise.

Thud.

He tripped on something.

Edith quickly moved his foot and looked at the opponent.

It was someone wearing a cap pulled low.

“Dieee!”

Edith, cornered as he was, rushed at his opponent.

Thud!

A cold sensation pierced his back.

Edith’s head slowly fell.

What he saw was a sword piercing through his spine.

“Wrong….”

He messed with the wrong people.

But Edith couldn’t finish what he wanted to say.

Because what was pierced was not only his spine but also his heart.

Swoosh.

Edith fell as the sword was pulled out.

“This damn city is a mess every single day.”

They wiped the blood off their swords, annoyed.

“Let’s get out of here. It’ll just be a headache.”

“Who cares about this place anyway.”

“We have to be careful with every move we make now. Of course….”

It didn’t seem like anyone would care.

For the past few days, they had stayed in the 93rd district, a slum in Paris, and had seen countless corpses.

A battlefield of killing and being killed.

It felt like another battlefield.

Not a battlefield for knights, warriors, or players, but just a fierce battlefield of life.

It was then.

Flutter.

A colleague who was moving a corpse to the side was trembling.

“Why….”

The one who was about to ask the reason also stopped and looked at the alley.

The alley was dyed in darkness.

In that darkness.

Flicker.

A pair of red eyes flickered.

Clang!

They quickly grabbed their swords and stepped back.

It was instinct.

The instinct felt when encountering an absolute powerhouse.

The desire to live.

But.

“Huh….”

It wasn’t long before they realized something was different.

This energy.

“Huh…?”

It was familiar.

The red eyes flickering in the alley gradually came closer.

Swish.

By the moonlight illuminating the narrow alley, its form began to reveal itself.

“Huh…!”

Those who had been wielding their swords with hostility just now lowered their sword tips to the ground and shouted.

“Captain!”

The shadow that appeared from the alley.

It was Irohan.

“Why are you guys here?”

Irohan, who had revealed himself, asked with a blank face.

It was because the ones who had just fought with Edith’s group were the 3rd squad members he had parted ways with before.

* * *

A shabby hotel in the 93rd district.

-I’m not responsible for whatever happens, so be careful.

The owner of this place had finished explaining the area with such irresponsible words.

“Captain. I’m sorry for bringing you to a place like this.”

The 3rd squad members, who had quickly tidied up the filthy bedding and cleaned as best they could, stood straight and looked at Irohan.

If there was any good news, it was that the room they had rented was quite large, so they could all barely fit.

Irohan sat on a chair and looked around the room.

“Well, would you like some coffee?”

The way they were trying to find something to offer showed how much they respected and cared for Irohan.

But Irohan didn’t care about such things.

The special forces members he had parted ways with.

He already knew their destination and route to some extent.

-I’m going to Spain. I’ll take care of the two Black Knights there and come back.

Baekcheong had said that she would go to Spain, a colony of the Empire, complete her mission, and return.

“…….”

What had happened?

“Weren’t you heading to Spain?”

“That’s….”

The 3rd squad members answered.

“The plan changed in the middle.”

The plan had changed.

“An order came down.”

“An order?”

Irohan’s eyes lit up.

‘How coincidental.’

The order had changed just after he had parted ways with them.

“That’s….”

They seemed to be hesitating.

That was because Irohan was not currently acting with the special forces.

They were wondering if it was right to share the plan with him.

Moreover, Baekcheong, the leader of the special forces, was not here.

“Haa. What can’t we tell the Captain?”

Finally, they made up their minds and spoke.

“They judged that dealing with the Black Knights was not enough for revenge.”

“Wasn’t the Namgung Clan and the Jegal Clan devastated by Einheart’s provocation?”

In other words, it was.

“They seem to think that a fitting revenge is needed.”

It was as if the territory of a great noble of Einheart had been destroyed.

So.

“Are they targeting the Crimson Duke?”

At Irohan’s words.

“…….”

They shut their mouths like children caught stealing snacks.

That was the answer.

A fitting revenge for the Namgung Clan and the Jegal Clan.

That meant that at least the duchy of Einheart had to be destroyed to make it worthwhile.

However, the problem was that the special forces’ power was not enough.

And one more thing.

“Where are Baekcheong and the rest of the squad?”

Irohan asked.

“Why are only you guys here?”

The 3rd squad members, who received Irohan’s question, lowered their heads silently.

* * *

-They were captured.

That was the answer.

While investigating the Crimson Duke and preparing for the operation, the knights attacked, and after a fierce battle, Baekcheong was captured, and the rest of the squad members were scattered.

The special forces had completely failed, but they couldn’t leave them behind, so the 3rd squad members were planning and trying to execute a plan among themselves.

-Will you… help us?

At the request towards Irohan, Irohan left his contact information and left the hotel.

Beside Irohan, who was walking down the street.

Swish.

Shadows began to appear.

“I don’t recognize your face.”

The dark street was quiet, as if all the people had already been cleared out.

“Is it you?”

Several groups of people.

They were looking for someone, their eyes burning with fire.

“…….”

Irohan stopped.

“I asked if it was you.”

Along with the question that came again, the sound of a sword being drawn was heard.

“I asked if you were the one who killed Edith….”

It was then.

Swish!

A clean cutting sound was heard.

Swish! Swish!

It came out simultaneously.

“Ugh….”

Irohan was just looking down at them as they were dying.

Ignoring the noise and suppressed screams, one shadow approached Irohan and knelt down.

“Recently, the Crimson Knights moved.”

The Crimson Knights.

A unit directly under the Crimson Duke, they were the Royal Knights.

“At that time, they captured the Silver spies and chased them.”

“What happened?”

“I know that most of them were captured and imprisoned in the Crimson Castle.”

They were crows [a group of spies].

Since Irohan had parted ways with Pille, the crows had been by Irohan’s side.

Even when he met the 3rd squad members, the crows had heard everything.

Because Irohan had allowed it.

“Among them, the Jongnam Divine Maiden [a title for a powerful female warrior]. It has been confirmed that Baekcheong is there.”

Baekcheong was a celebrity.

As famous as she was in Silver, she was also famous here in Einheart.

Because the number of knights who had fallen by her hand would be in the hundreds.

“So.”

Irohan began to walk, and the crows, who had finished their work, disappeared again.

Only one followed Irohan and began to speak.

“The decisive reason she could be captured was because of intelligence.”

Irohan paused for a moment.

“Intelligence?”

“There was intelligence that the Silver spies were targeting the Crimson Duke. It was quite detailed intelligence.”

The crow said.

“It included their travel routes, where they were staying, and even their schedule.”

As expected.

‘There was one more.’

There was one of their subordinates among the special forces members.

The reason he hadn’t noticed was that they had placed someone who was not a disciple of his master or a well-known powerhouse in Silver, but someone who would literally play the role of a spy.

The one who planned all of that was.

“It’s Shaolin.”

The crow said.

“There was prior contact from Shaolin. They said that there was a force moving against the will of the council, and they would provide information about them, so that there would be no cause for misunderstanding.”

It was Shaolin.

“So.”

Irohan asked as he walked again.

The street was much quieter than before.

Whether it was the work of a madman who went around seeking revenge for killing the ruler of the street, or the work of the crows.

He didn’t care.

“The Jongnam Divine Maiden and the spies are imprisoned in the basement of the Crimson Castle, and at this party….”

The crow said.

“They are scheduled to be beheaded.”