Returning Emperor - Chapter 224
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Episode 224 50. Next to the wheel (1)
It was a fancy ballroom.
Marlone had no intention of attending this event, but Georg Arnim, the Elector of Nordmark, invited him, and Hans Zingpelmann also quietly encouraged him to attend.
“War is war, empire is empire. “Lady Marlone’s fate also belongs to her.”
Although Hans Zingpelmann had called Bergran as bait, Marlone could easily tell that this man, who was dressed in flashy clothes and had a lot of tears in his eyes, was really only for her own good.
After watching her fall further and further as she spent time unable to do this or that, he tried to make her debut in the world of glamorous giants for her sake.
Hans Zingpelmann, who has long explored the underworld of the Empire, knows full well how harsh it is for imperial women to live as the wives of lowly men.
Hans Zingpelmann knows very well how many men, like Marlone, make a living by selling the bodies of their beautiful wives.
Of course, Marlone was not called just for that purpose.
There was also another, more important purpose.
“I came here for the purpose of keeping the Elector in check, but what can I do in a situation where General Havel has been completely defeated? But one thing I want you to know is that Berg Lan was here. It was exactly here. I don’t know what the Elector is hiding, but I don’t know. “If Marlone appears, won’t he move a little bit?”
Marlone knows his grandfather well.
Although he has a ruthless and cruel personality, he is generous and generous to those he knows.
He did not treat her granddaughter very kindly, but that did not mean she abused her or caused her pain.
We had no choice but to walk the path of murder together, but that was the Doppelsöldner’s fate.
I attended the prom wearing a fancy dress that I didn’t like.
After a performance by people wearing the costumes of ancient imperialists holding spears and shields, famous people and noble monarchs from around Nordmark gathered in one place.
In the meantime, there have been a series of disasters in Nordmark that can only be called a curse, and recently, part of Nordmark was occupied by a foreign monarch, but the atmosphere of the ball was incredibly friendly.
In particular, the Elector, who had been in bed for a long time, was chuckling and laughing loudly the whole time.
Marlone, who saw this, recalled the rumors circulating in Tetau.
‘As expected, the Elector of Nordmark seems to be in cahoots with King Svea. Well, I heard that he is also a Protestant and is a close friend of Elevenhorst. If the plague of beggars who couldn’t move because they had no strength had not spread to Nordmark… … . Perhaps, His Majesty had to deal with two electors at once.’
Although she was nicely dressed, no one approached her.
I think I know why.
On the outside, they smile and talk warmly, but the eyes of the people gathered here are only looking at family, origin, property, and status, not faces.
In a way, it is natural that Marlone, who is unfamiliar even to his face, let alone his attendants, is not welcomed.
The only conversation was when a young male nobleman approached Marlone and asked her name.
But it is not unfamiliar.
There are many women who show up at balls and banquets all day long, but cannot talk to anyone.
‘It’s not easy. ‘Something like this.’
Because I held a sword, I looked down on people who didn’t, but there is no such thing as an easy task in this world.
The life of standing colorfully like a roadside flower and waiting for someone to talk to you was rougher and more patient than you could imagine.
You also had to have the composure to not show your mind even when you heard the gossip around you.
“who is this. He is. “It’s a face I’ve never seen before.”
“Whose concubine is this? “Is she a lover?”
“It’s not that kind of place. Who let that girl in? “Someone ask the chamberlain?”
Marlone had to control his facial expression while cooling his boiling stomach as the curse poured out.
A male nobleman approached.
At first glance, he seemed like an indifferent person with a slovenly face, but it was clear that he had a crush on Marlone.
He asked Marlone’s name.
Marlone said exactly what he learned from Lou.
Not only did he reveal his name, but he also said that he had served as the emperor’s bodyguard in the past and that he had come here after receiving a direct invitation from the Elector.
When they heard those words, the eyes of the people around them all turned to Marlone.
It was surprising that he was invited directly by the Elector, but he also had contact with the emperor.
It is surprising even to the Schwarzmain and to the Nordmarks, who practice a different religion.
One by one, people began to flock to Marlone.
Marlone found a man who gave her a chance, but he was so shy that he was pushed into a corner as a passive person when people of higher status and status than him gathered around.
‘When you grow up like a tall horse. Well, everyone in this neighborhood is tall. ‘All women have scraggly chins.’
Marlone, buried in the crowd, had to answer questions with a forced smile, but it didn’t take long.
A man announced in a sonorous voice the name of the main character of today’s banquet.
“His Royal Highness Adolphus IV Persia, King of Svea, attended to grace this occasion.”
When they heard that King Svea had arrived, all people’s attention was focused there.
Marlone looked around with a bitter smile on his face.
‘Anyway.’
The king looked around.
It is already a widely spread rumor that King Svea likes women, especially blonde and slim ones.
Although he had a wife, a son, and a daughter, King Svea seemed to have no shortage of temperament. As soon as he appeared at the banquet hall, he looked around to find a woman he liked.
The king’s eyes turned to Marlone.
Marlone felt like he was missing something, but the king was already approaching.
‘What should I do? That person. I’m a little scared. ‘It looks like a big bear, not a person.’
Still, it is true that he caught the eye of King Svea.
In his eyes, the best she can do is become a mistress, but it is also true that Marlone can enjoy a higher level of luxury than any other woman in the empire.
Maybe he could give her the position of countess she dreamed of as a child.
King Svea has the power to do that.
Is there anything he can’t do after defeating Havel and now trying to devour the entire empire?
Some say the emperor summons Manstein to oppose King Svea, but will Manstein, who was evaluated as one step below Havel, become King Svea’s opponent?
“Lady Marlone. Nice to see you again. “You have become much more beautiful.”
King Svea spoke warmly with a smile on his face.
“I’m really happy to meet you. majesty.”
With a forced smile, Marlone agreed to a conversation with the king.
People gather around and I can feel their eyes.
For a moment, Marlone thought of Ulpiana, whom he had seen at the imperial palace a while ago.
The daughter of the elector, who bloomed like a flower in the eyes of everyone.
I didn’t know it at the time, but I think I do now.
It wasn’t just her beauty that caught people’s attention, but her background made her even more dazzling.
Everyone was fascinated by her because she was the daughter of a powerful elector.
Otherwise, she was just a pretty girl.
It still is.
Although frivolous men sometimes talked to her, she attracted attention when she directly talked about her relationship with the Elector and said that she was the emperor’s bodyguard.
The interest now grew to a level that shook the entire banquet hall as King Svea, who was considered stronger than the emperor, approached.
‘It was something like this…’ … .’
The king was talking.
“Play music. “Today, I want to dance a song with this young lady who served Emperor Rupert by her side.”
The king held out his hand.
For a moment, everything seemed to slow down in Marlone.
The strong hand of the approaching king, the surrounding buzz, the orchestra preparing music, and countless shadows swaying under the lights.
In that moment, Marlone’s eyes were focused not on a person, a band, a shadow, or a king, but on a person passing by.
Marlone’s expression changed.
‘Who is that person?’
It’s definitely true.
It’s only a back view, but that strong appearance and lonely-looking back are definitely her grandfather, Berg Lan.
Marlone ignored the king’s advice and headed in that direction.
People’s eyes turned to Marlone.
“What on earth are you thinking?”
“King Svea personally asked for martial arts, but he ran away.”
“That woman. “Are you incapable of judgment?”
“Look at the king’s expression. I’m in big trouble. “It looks like you’re feeling a lot of shame!”
Marlone ran out of the banquet hall.
There was no one outside except the guards.
Marlone ran towards the empty backyard.
The stain of death began to appear in her eyes.
there is.
In that darkness, there is a being with a black color darker than the darkness.
“grandfather.”
A man was standing behind an unknown tombstone.
That man was undoubtedly his grandfather, Berg Lan.
It was the moment when he slowly turned his head.
“Marlone.”
My own name flowed from my grandfather’s mouth.
“grandfather! Where and what have you been doing so far… … !”
When tears flowed from the overwhelming emotions and the world became blurred, her world was distorted into a form other than tears.
Everything started to fall apart.
It’s like a sand castle built on the beach being washed away by the waves.
Living and non-living things, things made by human hands and things that cannot be made, were all reduced to a single grain of sand and converged in one place.
Inside, Marlone saw with devastated eyes that even her grandfather was turned into particles and swept away.
For a moment she became aware of her necklace.
It was given to me by that mysterious man, Rudolph.
In that unknown flow, Marlone felt something she couldn’t handle and looked back.
There was an invisible beast there.
It is an unbearable beast that cannot be seen, but just looking at it can freeze your body and soul and make you wait to be devoured.
‘Well, what is it? This? What the hell is this world? ‘What’s going on?’
Amidst the maddening change, the beast sniffed.
It’s like smelling something.
The invisible beast that had been smelling Marlone for a long time slowly disappeared beyond the gap in the collapsing world.
The next moment, the world went black.
Marlone was able to see the familiar scene of his own room beyond the fading world.
“omg!”
Marlone stood up.
On the bed, he was wearing only loose, baggy underwear.
“… … dream?”
Marlone shook his head.
It’s not a dream.
What she saw was reality.
However, the intervention of an infinite being that she did not know brought about an inexplicable change.
Marlone went down the stairs.
There were many women washing clothes in the laundromat.
“number of animals. what’s the matter?”
My friend Frida approached me smiling.
“excuse me.”
Marlone asked.
“General Havel. What happened? Did he lose the war?”
Frida laughed out loud.
“What are you talking about. General Havel is still in Karelia.”
Marlone held the necklace around her neck tightly with both hands.
“… … okay. “King Shevea has not yet won!”
At that moment, she recalls vague but real memories.
‘okay. This isn’t some kind of dream. It’s reality. ‘I don’t know whose magic it is!’
Now she feels a change called regression.