The Duke’s Madness

Chapter 32

Arthur thought.

‘Hmm… It’s dangerous, this.’

I pretended nothing was wrong, but the situation was tilted.

Taken finally expressed his sword skills.

A necromancer still alive.

Even with just one Taken, there was no chance of victory, but if those two attacked at once, this confrontation would in fact be a defeat.

Because of that, a method other than a sword was needed to turn the tide of battle.

‘Even if you don’t win… Need a way to pass the time Until Old Man Willet arrives here.’

It was time to gather my eyebrows while struggling.

The conversation with the necromancer suddenly came to mind.

“… Is that Necromancer over there?”

“why? Are you going to surrender?”

“no. Instead of surrender, I’d like to make an offer.”

The Necromancer clicks his tongue.

“Are you making an offer in this situation? Can’t you judge the situation?”

“Why don’t you just listen and see? Not a bad suggestion.”

Instead of answering, the Necromancer looked at Taken.

As if Taken had been waiting, he raised his greatsword wrapped in sword energy.

Whoop… .

He simply raised his sword, but the whirling gusts of wind were unusual.

The sword skill that is said to be the wish of all swordsmen.

The known season that anything can be cut was finally manifested.

Arthur felt his heart grow cold and leisurely rummaged in his bosom.

Then he pulled out a card and held it.

“This is the card that Whitebeard gave me.”

“… ?”

“If you back down, I will give you this card. Necromancer said he wanted to meet Whitebeard.”

The necromancer blinked at the explanation.

Then, looking at the card in Arthur’s hand, he slowly opened his mouth.

“Wait Taken!”

“Shut up.”

“No, no!! stop! Stop for a second!”

At the cry, Taken nervously brandished his sword.

The necromancer’s throat was severed.

However, the necromancer who came back to life like a ghost quickly opens his mouth.

“Stop that sword! I only have one life now! The next time you die, you really die!”

“What does that have to do with me?”

“It doesn’t matter! When I die, what will I explain to my master?”

Taken shuts up.

At the same time, the cool energy that had risen slightly subsided.

After confirming the opportunity, the necromancer hurriedly looked away.

“Hey, was it real? That you met and saw Mr. Whitebeard?”

“yes. I told you. I’ve met Mr. Whitebeard before.”

“… you. Was it a black magician?”

“no? I am a mercenary.”

The necromancer shuts up.

It’s hard to believe, but Arthur’s answer was true.

I couldn’t feel any magic power from that mercenary.

In other words, it was said that it had nothing to do with black magic.

‘however… How can I have Mr. Whitebeard’s card?’

A white beard called a living myth.

He belonged to Sky Island, and was a legendary black magician who could control the hegemony of the continent, and was also a person who was respected and feared by all black magicians in the underworld.

And now.

The card in Arthur’s hand was a kind of hand that was said to be protected by the black magician.

Touching the person with that card is the same as touching Sky Island and Whitebeard.

So the Necromancer had no choice but to bite his lip.

‘It’s a completely unexpected variable. I never thought I’d have that card aside from meeting him.’

The necromancer, who was in deep trouble, finally made a decision and opened his mouth.

“Back off.”

“what?”

“Let’s get away. This is an unexpected variable. No matter how stupid you are, don’t you know Whitebeard?”

“… .”

“That madman is under his protection. This is not something we can afford. You have to step back at once.”

At these words, Taken looked at the necromancer.

The necromancer flinched at that emotionless gaze.

“Cha, hold on! Be patient! Find the opposite s*x and take it!”

At the cry, Taken smiled viciously.

Then turn around and walk forward.

A necromancer urgently blocks his way.

“Are you crazy!”

“no.”

“But you’re going to fight that mercenary now?”

“okay.”

The Necromancer laments.

“Even you are nothing in front of Whitebeard. Perhaps, in exchange for this job, I might be experimented on for 100 years while neither living nor dead.”

Taken asserts.

“If that is my destiny, I will accept it. But now my destiny wants to fight him.”

Arthur overhears the story and admires it.

‘and… Mr. Taken is a real warrior.’

In the meantime, Taken, who had passed the necromancer, raised his sword.

“I have lived by that destiny, and it is no different now. If I die because of this, that will be my life.”

Arthur also raised his sword at the answer that felt a firm will.

“Are the negotiations broken?”

“I had no intention of doing it from the beginning.”

With these words, Arthur and Taken prepare to go into battle again.

The necromancer, who was watching, bit his lip and memorized a spell.

‘What kind of dog case… To think I had to attack Taken with my hand.’

It was a time when a completely different tension subsided.

Taken raised his sword with a spirit.

Just as Arthur is about to swing his sword in response to that blow, an unexpected explosion covers the factory.

bang!

Taken steps back.

At the same time, Arthur, who looked away, raised his eyes.

“uh? Old Willett?”

* * *

Entering the factory branch, Willett glares at Taken and the Necromancer.

In the meantime, eight men appeared out of nowhere raising their weapons and aiming at Taken and the Necromancer.

Taken stepped back and looked at the scene, then laughed, exposing his molars.

“Willet… You haven’t looked back yet, you’re still alive.”

Willett retorts, crossing his arms.

“I plan to live as long as I have lived, so what are you dissatisfied with?”

“Keuk… It’s still the same as the ignorant guy talking.”

“Then you are still unable to judge the situation.”

With these words, the 8 mercenaries radiate energy.

Arthur, watching this, raised his eyes.

‘oh… 3 people 5 circles. The other two are 6 circles.’

Judging by the simple link alone, there are as many as two people who are stronger than Taken.

Because of that, Arthur was able to know that the war situation was completely overturned.

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No matter how much Taken had a ridiculous lineage, he couldn’t overcome those mercenaries.

And Ginny, who noticed this as well, sat down on the floor and murmured.

“I lived… .”

Just like that, a completely different air current from before settled down on the battlefield.

The Necromancer murmured.

“It was a trap. A trap to draw us out. Could it be that you deliberately left a gap?”

“well. I knew someone would come, but I didn’t know that you guys would come.”

Willett’s gaze narrows.

“[The black cross]. Who would have known that fanatics following the devil would target the president of a pharmaceutical company?”

“Be careful. We are just following God.”

“God doesn’t regard a corpse man like you as a follower.”

“It seems that the god you know is different from the god I know. The God we believe in is very pleased.”

With these words, the Necromancer let out a sigh.

He pretended nothing was wrong, but he knew.

‘This plan has failed. It’s perfect too.’

A madman protected by a white beard.

The legendary mercenary Willet who dug a trap and waited.

There was a chance, but now that the opportunity was missed, there was no more hand to turn the situation around.

That means it’s time to step back.

The Necromancer said to Taken.

“Now give up and come here.”

“… .”

“Even if you’re a savage chasing a fight, don’t you want a fight like this?”

At these words, Taken showed a fishy smile.

thud!

Taken, who put down his sword, turned his body with a harsh vibration that reverberated.

After that, I passed the necromancer and left the factory branch.

The mercenaries who had been watching Taken finally put down their weapons.

It was when the situation was concluded with such a tacit agreement.

Arthur couldn’t stand it and shouted at Taken’s lonely exit from the factory.

“Hey Mr. Taken?”

“… ?”

“It was fun. A battle with you.”

Everyone turns their eyes in surprise at the cry.

Among them, Ginny was astonished beyond surprise.

“That madman… .”

Taken stopped walking in the meantime and turned his head.

He looked at Arthur for a moment and then raised the corner of his mouth.

“You kill me. So don’t die, stay alive.”

Taken disappears with these words, and Willet looks at Arthur.

“Are you okay? Seeing you say that makes me feel good.”

“yes. Although my right eyeball fell out.”

Willett tilts his head.

“Right eyeball? Are you all right?”

“uh? Really?”

With the answer, Arthur touches his right eye.

‘Are you really there? and… How amazing are the regenerative powers of the troll lineage?’

With admiration, Arthur touched every corner of my body.

Watching this, Willet burst into laughter without realizing it.

‘really… He’s a strange guy.’

However, he immediately took care of his expression and asked the necromancer.

“Is there anything else you want to say?”

“I can’t just let this go. No matter how you are, you will pay the price.”

“If I had known in advance, I would not have accepted this request, but now that I am involved, I have no intention of backing down.”

Willett’s gaze sinks low.

“You tried to kill the mercenaries in my office. I will protect them in any way, and I will not back down, even if it calls for war with the Black Cross.”

The necromancer shook his head at the firm answer.

‘No matter how old he is, he’s a man who was once called the legend of this world.’

Well, if it weren’t for that, I wouldn’t have been able to survive on this floor until now.

Thinking this far, the necromancer picked up an eyeball from under his feet and threw it at Arthur.

“Crazy.”

“… .”

“Hey madman.”

Arthur, who grabbed his eyeballs, answered.

“Me?”

“Yes you. What’s your name? Do not remember.”

Arthur replied.

“Dawn.”