Emperor! Can You See Stats!?

Chapter 127: Disguise

‘Yeah, it would have been better to stay under His Highness Eurius!’

Wallace sighed as he looked at the people in front of him.

“What? You want more money?”

“Don’t you have the ability to do that, Your Grace, who owns the best merchant guild in the south? Hehe…”

The old nobleman who was extorting Wallace, who was no different from robbery, was Duke Arsen, the core figure who led the rebellion in the south.

He was considered almost retired from politics as he was over seventy years old, but he suddenly resumed his activities in the south.

His influence played a big role in gathering the high nobles quickly, as he was the oldest and highest-ranking nobleman in the south except for the archduke.

‘Did this old man have such ability? I thought he was just groaning in his mansion for almost ten years.’

Wallace was suspicious inwardly, but he pretended to be pitiful and said.

“You must keep your promise if you succeed in removing the first prince.”

“Of course! How dare those monkeys from the east, who call themselves Cheongryong Merchant Guild or something, aim for the best merchant guild of the empire? The day the war ends, Ryan Merchant Guild will rise again as the best merchant guild of the empire.”

‘Yeah right! I’ll go bankrupt before that!’

Wallace spat out curses inside. 

In fact, neither the archduke nor Eurius had ever demanded money from him that would shake his foundation.

But these nobles from the south, including Duke Arsen, were all as greedy as Wallace.

“Sorry to say this, but… weren’t you originally the guardian of the first prince?”

“We also need to see some sincerity from you. Haha.”

This was the limit of a bat. 

He couldn’t get proper trust from either side because he stuck everywhere. 

Wallace, who was a cunning fox himself, sensed that he would be stripped of money until he went bankrupt and eliminated.

‘Now my lifeline is really His Highness Eurius.’

He sat down on a chair to write a letter to Eurius after being ripped off again today.

‘Damn old men! I’ll show you!’

He looked like a three-year-old child who complained to his parents, rather than pitiful.

***

“The first prince should step down!”

“Step down! Step down!”

It had been three days since the nobles continued their protest in front of the imperial palace. 

They shouted so hard that some of them had sore throats even though they were nobles.

“I know we’re supposed to do what they tell us, but isn’t this too hard?”

“Shh! Look over there and hurry up and shout!”

The nobles, who were already exhausted, soon started shouting again when they saw a group of people coming out of the palace.

“The first prince should step down!”

“Step down! Step down!”

The ones who came out of the palace were Eurius and his escort knights who had finished their meeting.

“…”

Eurius glanced at the nobles once and then hastened his steps without saying anything.

Whisper whisper.

There were various rumors spreading in the capital as the nobles staged such a protest for three days. 

There were already many spectators gossiping in front of the palace where the nobles protested.

“He doesn’t say anything today either?”

The spectators who secretly hoped that Eurius would show some reaction were all disappointed.

“What did the first prince do wrong? He is almost a hero of the empire. He would have become emperor anyway.”

“But there must be a reason why those high-ranking people act like that.”

The protest that the nobles did with such hardship was indeed effective.

The fact that Eurius did not explain anything made the capital more restless. 

The state affairs themselves were not going well as the nobles intended.

Marius frowned with displeasure. 

He knew why they didn’t respond, but he was very annoyed by such rumors.

“Don’t you think we should make some explanation? The people are very disturbed.”

“Why bother to respond to those who will be arrested anyway? If we start an argument, it will only make more rumors.”

“I suppose so…”

Eurius answered indifferently and opened his mouth again.

“By the way, have you finished preparing for the tax audit?”

“Everything is ready. But the situation is so chaotic right now that we can’t leave for a while. Tsk!”

Eurius smiled as he watched Marius clicking his tongue.

“That’s good news. Finish preparing to leave with Bion by the day after tomorrow.”

“…!?”

Marius, who briefly showed a surprised expression, soon nodded.

“You must have found a way to crush them, right?”

“That’s right!”

That night.

At a secret place in the capital, nobles were sitting around and chatting.

“At least we put out the fire for now. Haha!”

“No matter how stupid the first prince is, he can’t touch us when we’re united like this, right?”

“It’s all thanks to Duke Arsen. I thought he had completely retired, but he gave us such a help!”

Most of the nobles sitting around were influential people from the south. Unlike the riffraffs who were protesting, they were the core forces behind this incident.

No! They firmly believed that they were the core forces. Because in the upper floor of the secret place, where they were creating a friendly atmosphere with laughter and chatter, other men were having a conversation.

Suramazone spoke in a cold tone without any change in his expression.

“You still have a terrible taste. Don’t you feel bad dealing with those pigs? I would have smashed their heads in a second if it were me.”

“It’s not like I like them either. But we need some time in the capital to carry out the plan, and that’s why I brought them in.”

The masked man grumbled as he received his words. In fact, he didn’t do it because he liked it. He needed some time in the capital to carry out the plan, and that’s why he brought them in.

‘That damn eastern monkey knows that too, but he’s whining!’

Suramazone seemed to notice his inner thoughts and showed a slight interest in his cold eyes as he moved his gaze to the center of the room where he was standing.

“By the way, you’re not very welcoming even though I came here. Did you not expect me to use the clan’s relic?”

At the end of his gaze, there was a small golden cup the size of an adult’s palm.

It looked like an ordinary cup at first glance, but anyone with good eyesight would notice that the cup was slightly vibrating and emitting a black luster.

Suramazone also noticed that and opened his mouth again with an interested expression.

“This is my first time seeing it in person. Is this the ‘Shadow Grail’? I don’t feel any impressive power from it.”

‘This bastard…’

The masked man, who was usually cunning, couldn’t help but get angry when his opponent caught his tail and provoked him with the clan’s relic. He snapped back at Suramazone with a sharp word.

“Why don’t you see for yourself? Then you’ll know if it’s just a cup or a grail.”

“…”

“…!?”

The room was quiet as the person who should have retorted suddenly stopped talking. But that silence didn’t last long.

“It seems like you won’t have a chance to see it.”

“What?”

Suramazone, who suddenly said something incomprehensible, started to walk leisurely toward the door with his back turned.

“I can feel a strong aura from the back door. I’ll take care of that side, so you deal with the rest of the riffraffs coming from the front door.”

“…!?”

As soon as he understood his words, the masked man twisted his face and at the same time, screams of nobles and loud noises erupted from downstairs.

“What is this, what?”

There were many knights stationed in the rooms and corridors of the building for security, but they couldn’t stop or even delay the intruders.

Shriek!

“Cough!”

“Gasp!”

The swords that stretched out like ghosts knocked them all down.

Crash!

The door of the secret room turned into dust and an intruder broke in with a loud noise.

“Em… Emperor Your Majesty!?”

“How did they…”

“They didn’t even attend the war council, but they were having a fun party here.”

Eurius, who was smiling brightly, raised his hand lightly without holding a sword.

“His Majesty Abamama entrusted me with full authority for this matter. I have evidence, so I’ll arrest you for treason.”

At the same time, the knights who followed him entered the room and began to subdue the nobles.

“Damn it…”

“Let go! How dare you touch me.”

Some of the nobles closed their eyes in resignation, while others resisted fiercely, but they couldn’t escape the strong hands of the knights.

Then! A hoarse voice came from the stairs leading down to the secret room.

“What is this commotion?”

The owner of that voice was so old that he seemed to have trouble walking, and he slowly descended the stairs. When he came down, Eurius spoke to him.

“Are you Duke Arsen?”

The old man answered slowly.

“Yes. I saw you when you were young, but you don’t recognize me.”

“Do I need to? The one I know was already buried, as far as I know.”

“Huh?”

The wrinkled eyes of Arsen frowned slightly, and his expression twisted in an instant. Eurius clicked his tongue.

“Tsk! I saw you before at Heavengard. Do you think I wouldn’t recognize you?”

Clang!

In an instant, a red line was drawn on the neck of Duke Arsen, or rather, the black market owner, and his head fell off.

***

Crash!

Meanwhile, there was movement at the back door.

A man with a sturdy physique broke down the door and jumped into the room.

“Did they say to go to the top?”

Nuada muttered to himself for a moment and then flew toward the stairs.

“…!?”

But as soon as he stepped on the stairs, he quickly turned his head.

Clang!

A black blade grazed Nuada’s neck, but surprisingly, it made a metallic sound and bounced off his neck.

“Not bad for an attack?”

He gave a punch as a return gift for the attack while giving a compliment.

Crash!

The attacker, who couldn’t keep his distance in the narrow stairs, fell down with his body shattered by that punch. 

He didn’t even look at the corpse and Nuada ran up the stairs while taunting.

“It seems like there are a few more of you. Let’s fight fair and square!”

Swoosh.

As if stimulated by his words, about ten more presences appeared.

He looked at their faces and tilted his head.

“Brown skin? Are you also from that other continent?”

“…”

They didn’t answer and drew their weapons or swung their arms and legs at him.

Nuada frowned.

“You’re so rude. You don’t even say your names while attacking in groups?”

The ones wearing red clothes had decent skills. 

But they were no match for him.

Clang!

Crack!

Nuada’s fists and feet, stained with white light, cut through their weapons like butter.

He quickly finished off about ten experts and tried to go up again.

But at that moment!

A chilly voice rang in his ears.

“You’re pretty good for your age. It seems like you made the right choice.”

“…!?”

He trusted his senses. He felt a creepy sensation on his spine and quickly moved to the side.

Thud!

The place where he had been standing sank in and a large palm print appeared. 

It was on the floor made of solid stone, without making any sound.

“Are you their leader? What’s your name?”

Nuada glared at the intruder with a fierce expression. 

The other person was different from the others and wore dark red clothes. 

He was a middle-aged man. 

It was Suramazone who came down himself.

“…”

He glanced at Nuada up and down for a moment and muttered coldly.

“If you can last ten seconds against me, I’ll tell you.”