Betrayal and treachery
Translated by SoundOfDestiny
Edited by Zil
“What the hell is this? Sven!”
The Viscount Ulfert, who had a sword to his neck, shouted in utter agitation.
Sven looked up at the troubled faces of his relatives and gave a deliberate sigh.
“I told you…… I’m taking over.”
“You’re going to take the Ulfert family!? Do you think you have the guts? Guards! Guards!”
“It’s no use, Viscount. The other soldiers have already been sent away from the house. No matter how much you shout, I don’t think anyone will come here.”
“Oh, no……. How could such crooks get into my house?”
“I was let in with the help of a very kind person. A friend is a friend, I suppose.”
Sven’s explanation was evasive, but the Viscount was surprisingly perceptive in getting to the truth.
“You mean there’s a traitor……? In my house, in my ……!”
“Very good, my dear Viscount. …… You’re very clever, aren’t you?”
“No, no, no, no! There can be no one in this house who would betray me!”
The Viscount stomped on the floor with a thud.
Sven’s face tightened slightly at the sound of the floor threatening to fall out.
“Do you not know what it’s like to betray your kingdom for your own protection? Now, you know what it’s like for a man to turn on his enemies for his own protection.”
There were several traitors in the family of Viscount Ulfert, including the man who was the head of the family.
They had been lobbied by Sven for a long time, but in the end he invited them to his house on the condition that Raidorl would guarantee their family and property.
Just as the viscount had sold himself to the empire for his own greed and protection, so too did the servants of the house have something to protect.
“No, no, no, no, no, no, no! Who do you think I am?I am the chosen one, the head of the House of Viscount Ulfert! How can anyone betray me?”
But those who harm others do not allow themselves to be victimised. The Viscount put himself on the shelf, his face turning red as he shouted in anger.
“It’s me, it’s me, it’s me, it’s me, it’s me!”
“Shut up, please. You’re making me deaf.”
One of the swords is thrust into the neck of the Viscount, who is unable to move because of the sword.
The Viscount screams exaggeratedly, although the cut on his neck is only a slight stab from the tip of the sword.
The Viscount, his large body shaking, turned his eyes on Sven.
“Sven, …… I saved your life. You lost your home, your family, I hid you and gave you a place to live. So why did you betray me……?”
“Oh? Isn’t it true that you only took me into custody to take advantage of me? Were you planning to take over the Earl of Arbeil’s house as a backer when it was restored, or sell it to the Empire for a reward?”
“Well, that’s right..”
The viscount turned pale at the revelation.
Sven had the idea that this greedy man was hiding his relatives out of the kindness of his heart. The Viscount’s shallow scheming had been seen through from the start.
But the Viscount was determined to survive.
“Well, then why did you come to this town? Why did you come here knowing that you would be used ……”
“It’s all about …… revenge, of course.”
“Vengeance?”
The Viscount repeats Sven’s words like a child.
The viscount glares coldly at him and Sven grits his teeth.
“Yes …… I dared to take refuge here to kill you for betraying the Earls of Arbeil and selling them out to the Empire. Viscount.”
Betrayal and treachery
Translated by SoundOfDestiny
Edited by Zil
“What the hell is this? Sven!”
The Viscount Ulfert, who had a sword to his neck, shouted in utter agitation.
Sven looked up at the troubled faces of his relatives and gave a deliberate sigh.
“I told you…… I’m taking over.”
“You’re going to take the Ulfert family!? Do you think you have the guts? Guards! Guards!”
“It’s no use, Viscount. The other soldiers have already been sent away from the house. No matter how much you shout, I don’t think anyone will come here.”
“Oh, no……. How could such crooks get into my house?”
“I was let in with the help of a very kind person. A friend is a friend, I suppose.”
Sven’s explanation was evasive, but the Viscount was surprisingly perceptive in getting to the truth.
“You mean there’s a traitor……? In my house, in my ……!”
“Very good, my dear Viscount. …… You’re very clever, aren’t you?”
“No, no, no, no! There can be no one in this house who would betray me!”
The Viscount stomped on the floor with a thud.
Sven’s face tightened slightly at the sound of the floor threatening to fall out.
“Do you not know what it’s like to betray your kingdom for your own protection? Now, you know what it’s like for a man to turn on his enemies for his own protection.”
There were several traitors in the family of Viscount Ulfert, including the man who was the head of the family.
They had been lobbied by Sven for a long time, but in the end he invited them to his house on the condition that Raidorl would guarantee their family and property.
Just as the viscount had sold himself to the empire for his own greed and protection, so too did the servants of the house have something to protect.
“No, no, no, no, no, no, no! Who do you think I am?I am the chosen one, the head of the House of Viscount Ulfert! How can anyone betray me?”
But those who harm others do not allow themselves to be victimised. The Viscount put himself on the shelf, his face turning red as he shouted in anger.
“It’s me, it’s me, it’s me, it’s me, it’s me!”
“Shut up, please. You’re making me deaf.”
One of the swords is thrust into the neck of the Viscount, who is unable to move because of the sword.
The Viscount screams exaggeratedly, although the cut on his neck is only a slight stab from the tip of the sword.
The Viscount, his large body shaking, turned his eyes on Sven.
“Sven, …… I saved your life. You lost your home, your family, I hid you and gave you a place to live. So why did you betray me……?”
“Oh? Isn’t it true that you only took me into custody to take advantage of me? Were you planning to take over the Earl of Arbeil’s house as a backer when it was restored, or sell it to the Empire for a reward?”
“Well, that’s right..”
The viscount turned pale at the revelation.
Sven had the idea that this greedy man was hiding his relatives out of the kindness of his heart. The Viscount’s shallow scheming had been seen through from the start.
But the Viscount was determined to survive.
“Well, then why did you come to this town? Why did you come here knowing that you would be used ……”
“It’s all about …… revenge, of course.”
“Vengeance?”
The Viscount repeats Sven’s words like a child.
The viscount glares coldly at him and Sven grits his teeth.
“Yes …… I dared to take refuge here to kill you for betraying the Earls of Arbeil and selling them out to the Empire. Viscount.”
