I Am a Low-Class Aristocrat of a Perishing Country

80 – Lost Blood (1)

3Rd Emperor Asar Euglinus was a great emperor.

The feat of sealing the nobility of the founding and suppressing the ducal family solidified the position of the imperial authority. In a situation that can be called a turning point in fate, Asar’s judgment brought only surprising results.

The posterity gives mixed evaluations of his life.

One is a wise emperor who foresee the future.

The other is the unprecedentedly lucky person who was lucky at every turning point in fate.

However, there was the only unbiased evaluation, which was that the three emperors were prodigal children in imperial history.

When even respectable and famous historians refer to him, he is famous for being a ‘cock head of disaster’.

Asar spread affection regardless of his social status, which betrayed the will of his ancestors who forbade the outflow of seeds from the imperial family.

Could he be the master of betraying trust? He died at an early age from a chronic disease acquired from his dissolute life, at the age of 40.

The 4th emperor Karula Euglinus, who succeeded to the throne, was the emperor of purge. The first emperor who descended right after he ascended the throne announced the beginning of a bloody storm.

“Catch and kill all the women and their children who have received the affection of the three emperors.”

The ripple effect of just one sentence is enormous, and it has been able to overturn the sky and land of the empire.

The mistress and prostitutes living in the imperial palace were transformed into chunks of meat under the cold blade. Commoners and young ladies suspected of having received the emperor’s affection, as well as even noble ladies, were cut into blood.

Accordingly, those who were the people of the third emperor were properly grounded. He even showed obsession with erasing the traces of his ancestors.

However, no matter how dense the net was, fry occasionally appeared to escape.

A physical solution was not suitable for the few targets who completely hid themselves as if they were scattered into the wide sea.

In the end, even the 4th emperor, who was tough, gave up his will and focused on his reign.

At this time, those who survived with the emperor’s blood were referred to as ‘lost blood’, and they became the target of annihilation passed down from generation to generation.

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“It seems that Charles’ biological father was lost blood. Charles, who inherits his father’s blood, must also be part of the lost blood.”

“If that’s the case, it seems to clearly explain why Charles is a member of the royal family.”

“Hmm.”

The emperor silently nodded in affirmation. He glanced at me as he finished his explanation. It seems that the old man inside is in an unreasonable position as an elder in the imperial family, so he can notice it.

The lost blood is the target of execution regardless of generation. In other words, even if Charles is the son of the empress, it is no exception.

“I understand that you are concerned. Just do as your Majesty wishes. Isn’t it a heavy misfortune to not be able to inherit the family?”

“That’s right… Whoa!”

Even if Charles escapes execution, we must not sit idly by as the lost blood multiplies. Under strict imperial decree, she would not be able to have children of her own.

“To clear your head, let’s change the topic. Is the Marquis okay now?”

“What does Your Majesty say?”

“I mean yesterday when the Marquis reluctantly left the conference room. He seems to have forgotten what I could see.”

“Ah…”

The emperor’s personality is truly good. How could she not show any anger even after witnessing the rudeness in front of everyone!

I was sick of making eye contact with the emperor that day. The same pink eyes as Asar were hateful, and I even heard the urge to destroy them. It was an emotion derived from a past life assimilated with Netion Peace.

From contempt, to murder. An emperor who distinguishes emotions has the right to interrogate. Just seeing him let go in such a situation shows his bold personality.

“I learned the approximate circumstances from the story of the prince of the founding aristocrat. Are the three emperors and I so similar?”

“Not at all. If I had to argue, I’d be closer to the first emperor. Above all, Your Majesty’s hair is red. Please accept the happening of that day as a simple mistake.”

“If the Marquis is okay, I won’t ask any more questions.”

“Thank you for your consideration.”

This time it was my turn to notice. The heart of Irlp, who sits next to him and listens, is a ticking time bomb.

The future Illelpi and the emperor were enemies. Her emperor would be embarrassed for her alone, as she had vivid memories of her time. And the emperor would see right through the negative emotions of Illelpi.

‘Even the emperor must be having a hard time… If it were me, I’d rather not have eyes like that.’

Whether it’s the emperor’s eyes or the old man’s immortality, unhappiness sprouts on the other side of convenience and romance.

The emperor, who had previously said that he was very fortunate because he did not have the ability to read minds, came to understand.

“There are a lot of corners to pay attention to. There are too many… Why is Peita looking for lost blood now?”

“That’s right.”

“Isn’t it the same case as Charles?”

It was hard to agree with her opinion that Ir Elfi brought out. Charles’ abduction case had many purposes to stir up Ir Elfi. Because she is Zeke Harun, who knows the future, it is a plan devised.

Ir-Elfi’s corruption factor is gone, and it’s different from the kidnapping case…

‘Is there a difference…?’

Suddenly, the memory of missing Siegharun in the Great Hall flashed through my mind.

Charle was lying neatly on the altar and asleep. A remnant of the chainreach phenomenon that looks like black powder. It was a sight reminiscent of a shamanic party.

‘There may have been targets besides Irlp.’

Surely Siegharun declared war and said this.

[That’s why we’re going to try to compete with numbers. Originally, it would have been impossible even after a thousand years… But I should be grateful to Asar Euglinus for this. Because you gave me a great chance.]

Thanks to Asar Euglinus. It would be correct to take this as a sneer at the mass production of lost blood.

Then, the lost blood is a means to balance the tilted power. Like when he discovered Charles, it must be a preparation for plotting a shamanistic conspiracy.

‘If you’ve already secured the lost blood, there’s no time. If the ceremony goes on during the delay, you’ll be late!’

The situation would have been different if IrLP had been available with full power. However, due to her morale, she has no time to worry in front of her table when she is excluded from her powers.

I solved my reasoning in detail. There was no clue, and the situation was correct, so the emperor was clearly struggling.

However, it is also true that there is no alternative, so he made a quick decision.

“From now on, the course of action will be based on the Marquis’ reasoning. If so, how and where to find Feita’s power… That’s a headache.”

“Your Majesty, how about something like this?”

“Hmm?”

To be honest, I hesitated a lot before suggesting this plan. It was also betraying the old man, who had a bad luck, and intuitively, he was disqualified as a human being.

In fact, not only the emperor, but even the Ill Elfie look at me with mischievous eyes. It’s a national crisis, what can I say!!!

“You, Marquis of Alteon. I didn’t see it that way, but you’re overly bold.”

“Underneath Nefi, there was the same side as this Samaeu.”

“Ugh, I’m just pretending! There’s no other way. If only I was smart, I’d have chosen the decent path. I’m sorry, old man…”

The heart of the Emperor and the Ir Elfi who give me glare is bitter. The emperor, who soon settled his position, questioned suspiciously.

“I’ll admit that it’s an unconventional method… But in a way, it’s just that. Will they show their tails with just this? There’s a high possibility that if they do something wrong, only their honor will fall to the ground and end.”

“I think the odds are half and half. Do you remember the reaction of the troppe feita that I sent you back the other day?”

“He was more of a fanatic.”

Ir Elfi supported his chin and nodded. Looking at her face, even the emperor seemed to be dubious.

Since there was no suitable alternative, it was inevitable that the emperor’s permission would be denied.

“I’ll allow it. Let’s try catching the zealot in the fishbowl.”

“Okay! Let’s proceed.”

“Neffi is such a bad person.”

Ir Elfi’s scolding flew into her heart as a dagger. As the planner of the strategy, I had no choice but to endure it while swallowing tears.

“Ha… I’m sorry, old man.”

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Meanwhile, the man lay carefree on the long sofa, staring at the ceiling. Grapes that I keep getting my hands on. The taste of this sweet grape becomes a pleasure to evaporate even a little bit of boredom.

There is no need to do anything directly, and once a decision is made, human beings like worker ants take care of themselves and achieve what they want.

It was a life full of restraint, let alone rewarding. There is only the desire to escape from the bondage of damned hatred even for a moment.

Ah, someone please soothe this boredom.

I wonder if it was a sin to have a cheeky thought without even realizing it. His subordinates, whose emotions were castrated, visited Gajujeon with news to comrade Gyeongcheon.

“I report it, head of the family. This is an open issue in what used to be Feyta’s territory…”

Trop Peita. He thought his eyes would pop out at the report of his emotionally castrated subordinate.

“Dog f*ck, what?”

“Let me reiterate that the imperial family…”

“No, f*ck it.”

“…”

I never expected that the imperial family would openly come out here. Unless the Emperor of Danggeum is crazy!

“Is it because they were caught in the search for lost blood? No, no. What does the stupid imperial family who doesn’t even know the value of blood know…”

Feita’s Amcheondae is spread all over the empire. Even if the trope’s order is finally given, it will take time for it to be delivered.

The delay in issuing orders is long enough for their purpose to be achieved.

“Damn it, it’s f*cked up.”

I admit it. The fact that I ate one.

Smart as a dog.

I don’t know who the planner is, but I’ll definitely tear him to death.

“… Call me.”

“Please specify the target.”

“Damn Siegharun, call him. Don’t be lazy, now!!!”

“I’ll take it.”

Trough, who was left alone after his vassal left, trembled all over his body. Steam shimmers over his red-hot head, like an active volcano on the verge of exploding.

Then the trough, unable to hold back his anger, shouted.

“aaa!!!”

Woeful roars melted under the soft carpet. The rough breathing and the heated body temperature caused the illusion that the internal temperature was further raised.

“You bastards who don’t even know honor…”

Only a bitter lament lingered in the empty room.