Surviving as the Wife of the Swordsmanship Clan’s Troublemaker - Chapter 79

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Chapter 79

“Please don’t do this.”

Morgan continued to maintain his attitude of being wronged.

“Don’t you remember that prison?”

“Pardon?”

“That prison. It was where the man you killed not long ago was imprisoned.”

Nikolai gestured toward the interior with his chin.

Though all the blood had been cleaned away, the smell of blood still lingered in the underground space enclosed on all sides.

Morgan looked back with a chill running down his spine.

That’s when Nikolai caught him off guard.

“A symbol identical to the one drawn on this note was found on the bound corpse. How will you explain this?”

“Th-that!”

Morgan panicked and bit his tongue. This was something even Morgan didn’t know about. He had been away from the castle under the pretext of scouting the dominion. But who had been captured? Who had killed someone from the Order? What on earth had happened while he was away? Morgan felt like he was going to die from frustration at this situation too.

“Morgan, you bastard! How dare this bastard betray the family!!!”

Rage that blazed up from below like wildfire caused Nikolai’s reason to crumble.

“Urgh! Viscount!!!”

“You son of a bitch! I’ve been feeding you, housing you, and clothing you since you were twelve, so you must have really looked down on the family!”

Nikolai grabbed Morgan by the collar and shook him.

The past days they had shared together suddenly flew away. Nikolai’s mind was filled with nothing but betrayal and rage.

Nikolai had endured all he could endure until now.

Docheop getting a commoner woman pregnant.

Francesca making that woman her daughter-in-law.

Helbeorn intercepting Nikolai’s messenger midway!

All were intolerable matters, but he had endured them.

Because with the Duke absent now, he was the only one who could protect the family. He had to resolve things as rationally as possible.

“But there’s a limit to how much you can shit on my family, you traitorous bastard!”

Everything he had been holding back poured out like a waterfall.

“Die! Die! Die!!!”

“Gack! Gack gack!”

“You son of a bitch! I’ve been raising a beast all this time!”

Nikolai looked ready to kill Morgan right then and there.

If the Duke returned and learned of this, he wouldn’t be able to lift his head. To think he had allowed a traitor to openly stir up trouble in the family while he was away.

“I won’t let this slide! I’ll tear you to pieces and throw you to the crows!”

His intention to interrogate him and find other conspirators had vanished.

Nikolai was ready to cut off Morgan’s head and hang it on the castle gate.

“Viscount, please calm down!!!”

Nilson, who had been standing guard outside, couldn’t bear the sounds coming from the prison and came down to stop him.

Nikolai had lost his composure in a way that was unlike him.

“Nilson, are you one of them too? Is that why you stupidly fell for Helbeorn’s trick at the border?”

“No. I can speak on my life. I’m sorry about Prince Helbeorn’s matter… but if you kill Morgan like this, it will become difficult to catch any conspirators who might remain in the family!”

At those words, Nikolai gritted his teeth and let go of Morgan’s collar.

“Nilson, you go outside.”

“But…”

“I said get out. I won’t show mercy just because we’ve shared years together.”

Nikolai’s eyes flashed. Now he couldn’t trust anyone, no matter how deep their trust had been.

Nilson understood this well too. To think that Morgan, whom he had followed like an uncle as captain of the guards, was a traitor. Even seeing it with his own eyes, he couldn’t believe it.

Nilson closed his mouth and left the prison, constantly looking back.

The underground prison with just the two of them again.

Nikolai, still breathing heavily from his outburst, turned his head.

As Nilson said, there was no point in killing Morgan without gaining anything.

“Come to think of it, when that man died in prison, it was when you were scouting the dominion.”

After pouring out his rage, his mind became clearer and his thoughts calmed down.

“That means there are other traitors in the family besides you.”

“Viscount! No! This is a false accusation!”

Morgan still hadn’t grasped the situation. They had suddenly dragged him in and grabbed him by the collar, threatening to kill him, but he didn’t know what they had seen or heard to act this way.

“Halara Seheb.”

Then, Nikolai uttered that name.

Morgan’s face, which had maintained an aggrieved attitude throughout, suddenly hardened.

Nikolai didn’t miss this.

“You went looking for that woman as soon as you returned from scouting?”

The corners of Morgan’s mouth trembled. How did he know that?

“…I only asked if she was lost because I saw a bride in a dress walking alone in the garden.”

“Morgan. Do I look like I captured you without knowing anything?”

Nikolai bent down to meet the eyes of Morgan, who was half-collapsed. Even in the darkness, Morgan’s flustered expression was evident.

“Why did you approach that woman? What was your relationship before?”

And he asked.

Nikolai didn’t completely trust Docheop’s words. Docheop had said that Morgan unilaterally threatened Hallara, but that might not be the truth either. He needed to find out in detail what kind of relationship existed between Hallara and Morgan.

“I don’t know. I saw her for the first time yesterday.”

“You plan to deny it to the end.”

“What can I do about something I don’t know!?”

Morgan shouted. He didn’t know how Nikolai suspected the relationship between him and Hallara, but since he also lacked clear evidence, wasn’t he just being unreasonable like this?

“You were captured here because that woman spoke about you.”

“Don’t lie.”

She couldn’t possibly betray him.

If her identity as a high-ranking member of the Order was revealed, she would have to forfeit her life too.

“So that’s how you’re going to play it.”

“I am guilty of nothing. I only worked with loyalty for the family.”

“An investigation will be conducted at Seraphim’s Paradise.”

He had been certain of that.

“You people who should be buried in graves will soon meet your end.”

But he knew things he shouldn’t know.

Though he had brought up the Seraphim, Nikolai wasn’t certain they were the Holy Church.

The hooded man Helbeorn had captured gave off the same aura as the knight they had encountered at the border, and he only speculated that they might belong to the same group.

Helbeorn had certainly claimed those two were likely Holy Knights, but there was no conclusive evidence for that either.

‘I don’t think something like the Holy Church would appear now after hundreds of years have passed.’

It shouldn’t exist.

He would rather Morgan be a spy planted by the Northern Empire.

Any form, any group would be fine, as long as it wasn’t them.

So he uttered the most dangerous words.

Words that might now be taboo.

“The investigation team has already departed. They’ll arrive at Seraphim’s Paradise soon.”

That place was the cemetery where Johannes was buried with numerous Holy Knights.

After Helbeorn had said he encountered Holy Knights at the border, Francesca had once requested an investigation from the Emperor. But nothing had come of it.

‘But with traitors emerging from the family, there’s no guarantee that villains buried in legend won’t appear.’

He stared at Morgan persistently even in the darkness.

He could see Morgan’s expression very faintly.

But Morgan hid his body deeper into the darkness.

“I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

Morgan answered in a flat voice.

“Well, it doesn’t matter if you keep your mouth shut.”

Nikolai also spoke leisurely, unlike before.

“I’ve worked for this family for almost my entire life. You can’t confine me like this just because I had a brief conversation with Lord Docheop’s bride.”

“It seems you don’t believe at all that Halara Seheb revealed anything about you.”

Nikolai brought up Hallara’s story again.

Morgan could never understand why he suspected him of being from the Holy Church, but he still thought Hallara wouldn’t have revealed anything.

He had simply decided to dedicate his life to the Holy Church following his parents, but Hallara was different.

Unlike him, Hallara could never leave Johannes.

‘Those two are lovers, after all.’

If nothing else, that much was certain.

‘I need to convey this fact… I must inform the Order somehow. Oh, Lord, please give me strength…’

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