Chapter 96

After that, the situation was resolved swiftly. Ricardo and his subordinate knights appeared after hearing the report and took care of the remnants and corpses of the Black Round Table. It was said that those remnants had all consumed Zhixiao’s poison, and if they failed to complete their mission, they would die, so there wasn’t much to gain. In other words, we went through all that trouble and got hurt for practically no real gain.

The only “gain” was recovering Werner’s relic, the Magic Book Enok. Even that was only given as compensation after that bastard Lancelot slashed my chest. The wound still stung, and Glacia, who was applying medicine to it, spoke up.

“So, you got hurt like this for such a trivial reason?”

“Such a reason? It was all to follow the Imperial Edict…”

“To me, the fact that Lord Werner got hurt is more important than any Imperial Edict.”

What kind of treasonous talk is this? Even as a Duke, the difference between a military family guarding the north and the Imperial Family is clear.

“Well, at least you didn’t die, so that’s something.”

“If you die, I’ll chase you to the ends of hell. Don’t think you can get rid of me so easily.”

I have to admit it. Glacia really likes me. Honestly, in my life, there’s only been one person who liked me, so I don’t even know how to respond to this affection. Sure, I’m a warrior who protects love, but… I’m useless in situations like this. Well, I’ve flirted with women and even danced with them for work, but…

“Lord Werner, is something wrong?”

“Lady Glacia, do you really like someone like me?”

Honestly, both Werner and I are hopeless in daily life, unable to do laundry or clean properly. Not to mention, our family isn’t particularly prestigious, though we do have money.

“I like Lord Werner for who he is, not for the conditions you possess.”

“Ahaha… I asked an embarrassing question, didn’t I?”

This kind of thing is a bit overwhelming…

“Where are you planning to go?”

“I’m heading to my personal office. There’s a lot to look into and organize regarding this incident…”

That was just an excuse. I was actually planning to torture the captured minions. My torture techniques can make even a god writhe in pain.

And teaching those skills to the torture technicians was also a small pleasure.

[Oh, Lord Werner, they started screaming without even bleeding or breaking bones!]

[Ah… that’s a technique called “Water Play.” It’s a torture method where you pour cold water into their ears. Don’t forget to shake their heads to drain the water later.]

[Ohhh! Amazing! Then what about the torture where you hung that trash upside down?]

[Ah, that’s called “Meal Through the Nose.” You pour hot soup into their nose.]

[As expected of Lord Werner! You do things we can’t even imagine! I’m in awe! I admire you!!]

They’re just kids who enjoy torturing people and reek of blood, but they’re good-hearted. Their eagerness to learn is genuine, so how could I not teach them? Confucius said, “Isn’t it a joy to learn and practice what you’ve learned?” Those two torture technicians are my disciples, my pride and joy.

What torture should I teach them today? Water drop torture? Wall confinement?

“Then I’ll accompany you.”

Wait, is Glacia also interested in the art of torture…? No, that can’t be.

“Haha… I’m not going for fun, but strictly for work…”

“Where are you going alone with your injured body? I’ll feel better if I accompany you.”

“Well, I could leave it to Airi or Lorcha…”

Airi is my disciple, so teaching her torture wouldn’t be a problem, and Lorcha knows the darker side of my job, so she wouldn’t mind either. But Glacia probably thinks my job is just being a hardworking sorcerer. She doesn’t know about the dirty orders like torture or murder.

If Glacia knew, she’d definitely oppose it.

“I lent Lord Werner to those two for a day yesterday. So now it’s my turn.”

Camelia was also among those who didn’t come yesterday, but she’s busy contacting her comrades today. No way out, damn it.

I guess I’ll have to postpone the torture lecture. A teacher shouldn’t rush to teach everything but wait for the student’s growth. I decided to leave this matter to Torture Technicians 1 and 2. My disciples, I believe in you.

Go forth, my pride and joy, and cripple those remnants of the Black Round Table with your own hands.

“Well… alright. Then, would you accompany me?”

I reached out my hand to Glacia, and she tightly grasped it. Her hand was warm, unlike her appearance.

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“Ha… this damn report format…”

Why are there so many rules for writing a report? Words you can’t use, the order of listing events and evidence, and even the precautions when writing details. What kind of form is this? This is an insult to literature and to Shakespeare. And since Shakespeare is said to be worth more than India, this is also an insult to India.

“This damn… Imperial standards, damn it…”

Reading the manual and writing each character made me furious. Ah, damn it… Should I defect again? No, if I do, I don’t know how the magic Lorcha set up will activate.

“Are you having trouble writing the report?”

Glacia, who had been sitting on the sofa watching me, spoke up after looking around my office.

“Haha… I’m not particularly skilled in this area…”

Werner was talented in magic development but useless in politics and practical matters. And I’m not much different.

“Then, could you briefly tell me what happened?”

“Hmm… well, there’s nothing I can’t tell you.”

I told her everything except about Lancelot. Frankly, it’s embarrassing to admit I got hurt by that bastard’s hand strike, and since it’s related to Camelia, I don’t want it to spread.

“Well… alright. Then, Lord Werner, could you sit on the sofa for a moment?”

“No, what are you…”

“I learned this kind of thing from my mother since I was young, so I have some skill.”

That Melia taught her daughter how to write reports? The same Melia who refused to do such tedious tasks in *Draghinty Fantasy 1*? She must have learned it to teach her daughter after she was born. This is why mothers are great.

Glacia started writing the report with a quill, swiftly and without hesitation. It was so smooth that I thought she was drawing at first.

“It’s done.”

“No way, in just five minutes…”

I know someone who took two hours to write 3000 characters, but she finished a report in five minutes…

I read through Glacia’s report in detail.

“Hmm…”

Damn, it was perfect. The format was perfect, and it contained only the necessary information while adhering to that stupid format, making it easy to understand. Even a three-year-old could read this report and shout, “Ah, the Black Round Table is a bunch of parent-selling bastards!”

“Lady Glacia, you’re perfect in every way, truly.”

“You flatter me.”

“Not only your appearance but even your handwriting is beautiful. I’m genuinely jealous.”

I’ve always liked people with beautiful handwriting. That guy also had nice handwriting. And Glacia’s handwriting resembled his in some way.

“Then… Lord Werner. Since the report is done, don’t you have some free time now?”

“Well… not really…”

There’s still a mountain of work to do.

“Since we saved time… wouldn’t it be okay to rest for a while?”

Glacia said that and began unbuttoning her shirt. Her pale chest was revealed. Ah, that’s it… Yes, I definitely need to rest…

“Lord Werner! The Crown Prince is calling for you due to an emergency!”

At that moment, some clueless guy outside called for me. Glacia hurriedly started buttoning her shirt again.

“What’s going on?”

“Uh… someone claiming to be a hero has appeared. He’s requesting an audience with His Highness the Crown Prince in the audience room!”

What kind of nonsense is this?

“Claiming to be a hero? Isn’t Brother Zick the hero?”

“Well, he says he’s… a hero from another world and wants to share his knowledge from his world!”

What the hell is this idiot?

“Another world…?”

“Yes, he says he’s from a place called Earth, from Japan…”

I don’t know what kind of god this world has, but they must be crazy to cause such chaos.