The Prince’s Nanny, Her Specialty Is Assassination - Chapter 198

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Chapter 198. The Secret of the Red Magic Stone (2)

“…A living magic stone?”

Kaiden slowly opened his eyes.

He stared intently at his subordinate who was talking back to him.

“What do you mean by that?”

“I’m talking about the mage who was with that woman.”

Aurel frowned as if he found it distasteful.

“It was definitely a face I’d never seen before, but something felt familiar about it.”

Uncommon white hair, even more uncommon red eyes.

Ominous magic that was hard to believe was human craftsmanship.

And the strange magical power that surged endlessly.

“I never dreamed I’d see with my own eyes The Insane Black Mage that only appears in ancient texts.”

A descendant of the ancient magic kingdom and a disaster created by humans.

In every record that mentioned The Insane Black Mage, he was described that way.

“And his alias is precisely ‘The Living Magic Stone.'”

Aurel continued his explanation with a serious expression.

“According to records, the ancient magic kingdom conducted experiments on him. Their goal was to create a mage who could infinitely self-supply magical power.”

However, the end of humans who aimed for the seat of gods with magic as their weapon was miserable.

“Naturally, that ridiculous experiment failed. All the mages who carried out the experiment died.”

“Hmm, you can’t say it was a complete failure, can you?”

Oliver raised his hand awkwardly and questioned.

“You said The Insane Black Mage’s alias is The Living Magic Stone. That means he’s a mage who infinitely self-supplies magical power, doesn’t it?”

“Half of that is correct, and half is wrong.”

Aurel shook his head slightly.

“While his magical power is vast enough to transcend common sense, it’s not infinite.”

No matter how powerful the magical force, it would gradually wear away over time.

“So the ancient mages judged that there was no way to create infinite magical power and tried to kill The Insane Black Mage.”

“Kill him? Why?”

Oliver frowned as if he couldn’t understand.

“If he was that strong, they could have treated him well so he’d work for the country…”

“Because excessive power breeds fear and resentment.”

Perhaps due to the influence of his vast magical power, The Insane Black Mage didn’t age either.

Everyone feared him for his beautiful appearance, as if he lived in a different time.

“Moreover, according to the stories passed down, The Insane Black Mage had an arrogant personality and wouldn’t listen to others.”

A powerful, uncontrollable eccentric.

Eventually, the magic kingdom decided to seal The Insane Black Mage.

Forever, until the enormous amount of magical power dwelling in his body was exhausted.

“The magic circle that sealed The Insane Black Mage was also made to maintain itself using his magical power.”

“A seal?”

Oliver blinked in surprise.

“How is a sealed being openly walking around outside? Did the seal get broken?”

“I’m curious about that too.”

Aurel turned his head while crossing his arms.

He spoke toward Kaiden, who was still leaning back in his chair.

“Perhaps that woman released the seal.”

Kaiden made no response to his subordinate’s words.

He just kept his eyes lowered, quietly lost in thought.

“My lord, that woman is dangerous. Setting aside that she’s a former assassin, seeing her command such a dangerous being, who knows what she’ll do next…”

“It doesn’t matter.”

“Pardon?”

“I said it doesn’t matter what that woman does.”

Kaiden grinned at his subordinate who was staring at him blankly.

“As long as I can keep her by my side.”

“No, my lord!”

“Enough.”

“But my lord!”

Aurel waved his arms as if frustrated.

“The Living Magic Stone is a disaster by its very existence! A woman who commands such a being like a servant is even more of a disaster!”

The fact that she could command such tremendous power with a single word was far too dangerous. If the opponent hadn’t been a woman cherished by the king, he would have immediately suggested eliminating her along with The Insane Black Mage.

“Then what about me?”

“Pardon?”

Kaiden smiled even more deeply as he asked back.

“What do you think of me, Aurel?”

“Why are you suddenly asking such a question…”

“What kind of human do you think I am, having beheaded my own father, toppled the Lionel Royal Family, and unified the entire Western Continent in just a few years?”

Aurel remained silent as if at a loss for words, then let out a deep sigh.

“…Of course, Your Majesty is also a disaster in a different sense.”

“Right.”

Kaiden slowly rose from his seat.

“For a man like a disaster.”

The young king half-lifted the tent flap and looked toward The Third Prince’s encampment visible in the distance.

Warm light was flickering there.

“A woman like a disaster is fitting.”

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Glug glug.

Dark red wine filled the cup.

Ian stared down at the cup in his hand.

He recalled the report his subordinate had given him earlier.

– I’m sorry. They say The Prophet and The Protector also got away.

Not only had The Third Prince returned alive and well, but they’d also lost the Holy See party.

Thinking of the humiliation he’d received from The Marquis of Redcliff because of this made his blood boil.

Crunch.

The silver cup Ian was holding crumpled in the exact shape of his grip.

He looked at the crushed silver cup in his hand with a completely calm expression.

“Useless bastards.”

He’d trusted and assigned them because they’d worked together since his assassin days.

Only their greed for money remained the same; their skills didn’t seem to be what they used to be.

“…There must be a reason for failure.”

However, regardless of the mercenaries’ skills, there were many incomprehensible aspects to this operation’s failure.

– The flying nightmare didn’t buy as much time as expected. Someone immediately shot fire arrows, making it useless…

Fire arrows were a very orthodox method for dealing with flying nightmares.

Who would have thought there’d be someone who knew how to deal with monsters that could only be seen in some regions of the Empire’s south.

“Hmm.”

Ian’s face was reflected on the surface of the dark red liquid.

No emotion showed on his smoothly handsome face.

– All the guys who were pursuing The Third Prince disappeared without a trace. Monsters and humans alike, all at once. There were no bodies, no survivors, so they couldn’t even tell what had happened.

The more he listened to his subordinate’s report, the stranger it seemed.

Originally, a scene without evidence couldn’t exist.

Unless a power beyond human realm had intervened.

“Master.”

At that moment, someone entered Ian’s encampment.

The masked figure approached silently and quietly murmured.

“We’ve confirmed that one of our mercenaries is being held captive on Adamant’s side. What should we do?”

“…Didn’t you say there were no survivors among the mercenaries who attacked Adamant?”

“That man is the only one.”

Ian gently swirled his cup.

“What’s his condition?”

“There were no signs of torture.”

Captured by the very people he attacked, yet showing no signs of torture.

“Those bastards who cherish their own bodies so dearly.”

Ian let out a bitter laugh.

“He must have already spilled everything he knows.”

“But it seems he didn’t say anything about the Master. He’s probably just a low-ranking grunt who doesn’t know the detailed circumstances of this affair…”

“Kill him.”

Ian spoke in a cold and resolute voice.

“Leaving alive those with mouths attached always leads to future troubles.”

“Understood.”

The Masked Person bowed his head and was about to step outside when he hesitated.

“Um, Master.”

“What is it?”

“That bastard kept muttering strange things to himself. I’m not sure if it’s important though…”

The mercenary tied to a stake while standing kept talking to himself.

Like someone who had received a tremendous shock.

“He probably got scared knowing he’s going to die anyway.”

Ian asked nonchalantly while drinking his wine.

“So what was that bastard saying?”

“Ah, well…”

The Masked Person recited exactly what the mercenary had said, as if he had no idea what it meant.

“He said they were all swallowed by darkness and died.”

“What nonsense…”

Ian laughed as if it were absurd.

He was about to drink his wine but stopped mid-motion.

“Master? What’s wrong?”

The Masked Person looked at his master with puzzled eyes.

Ian was staring into space while holding his cup.

“…I’ve changed my mind.”

“Bring that bastard to me immediately.”

Ian Miller’s gray eyes had darkened more deeply than before.

“Alive.”

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