273. Robbery (2)
#273
“What the fuck is this?”
Ronan’s eyes widened as if they were about to pop out. An indescribable tragedy unfolded. The neat house had turned into a mess, as if a typhoon had swept through it.
Headless corpses were lying all over the house. They were all bodyguards dispatched by the emperor.
The blood stains scattered randomly throughout the house were solidifying into a sticky substance. The furniture that Iril and Schlieffen had chosen one by one was in disarray.
What was most noticeable were the scars that covered the floor, walls, and ceiling. The rough yet sharp traces were reminiscent of a scene where two giant animals had run amok.
“This…what the hell…”
It felt like my eyes were spinning. It felt like a rock had been pressed against her chest and she couldn’t breathe properly. She thought it was a nightmare and clenched her fist hard enough to make it bleed, but no change occurred in the scene she was looking at.
Ronan was trying to regain his composure as much as possible by washing his face. Suddenly his eyes landed on a corner of the house. The fabric, which I had seen many times before, was torn and lying around.
“no.”
Ronan muttered without realizing it. The pure white hem had clearly come off from the dress that my sister liked to wear. It was something he personally bought for me at a clothing store when I invited him to the institution the day before I entered Phileon.
“no. no.”
It was nice to see Iril’s face smiling brightly, saying that he would wear it for the rest of his life. Ronan’s mind turned white. Slosh. The daffodil fell from his hand and fell into a pool of blood.
“sister!!”
Ronan, who was out of breath, shouted and ran. In less than a minute, he searched every room in the house. However, even when looking into the underground shelter, Iril was nowhere to be seen.
“This···!”
Instead, he discovered something else. It was so small that it took time to find. The sparkling mana, the symbol of Nebula Clage, was minutely smeared throughout the house.
The moment he saw the mana that seemed to flicker like dust, something broke in Ronan’s mind. Gooooo… A strong sense of death began to boil over his shoulders.
“Nebula…Clazie.”
In my two lives, I have never felt such a strong desire to kill. Ronan grabbed the hilt of his sword. As expected, it was their fault that my sister disappeared.
Was he kidnapped? She hates to imagine, but could it be that she has already been murdered? The anger rising above the swamp of despair was clouding my thoughts.
The limbs of all prisoners will be cut off. Eyes and fingernails will be pulled out and sent to the bereaved family. Among them, there will be at least one person who will spit about his sister’s whereabouts.
If you want to see hell, you have no choice but to do so. Ronan, having made that promise, was walking towards the front door with great strides. Something tugged at his collar from behind.
“Pyeol.”
“···Sita.”
Ronan stopped in place. Sita stuck her head through the window and was biting the hem of his clothes. Big red eyes were staring intently at me.
“Bwaaaa…”
Although we couldn’t speak, I felt like I knew what Sita was saying. My companion, who has been with me for three years, was asking with his eyes what you should do now.
‘You bastard.’
Ronan twisted his lips. If you think about it, it must have been the same for Sita as well.
After coming to Phileon, Sita spent more time with Iril than with herself. She received so much love that she almost took after her mother.
“Damn it…”
The bridge of my nose felt cold. She was suddenly struck with an unbearable sense of shame. Even animals that cannot speak know how to control their emotions.
Ronan’s vision, which had been blurred by anger, returned to its original state. He wiped away the tears he had shed without realizing it and nodded.
“okay. You’re right.”
“Pyeol-ah!”
Sita laughed. Ronan admitted she was overly excited. She almost made a stupid mistake.
“···Let’s stay calm.”
Ronan took a deep breath. As Sita advised, it was too early for her to despair. There are traces of the fight with Nebula Clazier, and nothing has been revealed yet, except that her sister has disappeared.
‘There’s no body, so there’s a good chance they didn’t kill him. ‘Is the purpose of taking hostages?’
First, I had to find out Iril’s whereabouts by following each clue one by one. Pan-India if possible. He was quietly moaning with his eyes closed. Suddenly, the existence of a certain tool crossed my mind.
“Hyeolgyechim.”
Ronan muttered. A precious magic tool that points to the owner of the blood on the needle. It was an item used when chasing Barca Turgen in the north.
If Adeshan used the blood needle he had, he could trace his sister. Of course, assuming that there is Iril’s blood on her site and that she is still alive.
Once I decided on what to do, there was no time to worry. Ronan first took out a magic tool for communication. He infused mana into the shell and soon Ade Shan’s voice was heard.
“Oh, Ronan? what’s the matter?”
“Adeshan. My sister went missing. “I think I was kidnapped by Nebula Clazier.”
“what?! Wow, suddenly that…”
“I’m sorry I’m busy, but please send some reinforcements. Don’t tell that Schlieffen bastard. Even if you fight a dragon, he will come running to you.”
After saying this, Ronan cut off communication. He felt sorry for Adeshan, but there was no time to explain even the smallest details. Ronan placed his hand on Sita’s head.
“Sita. “Let me do you a favor.”
“Pyeol?”
“Sort the blood of the people here. “Don’t leave out anyone.”
Ronan stretched out his finger and pointed at the corpses strewn about the room. Sita nodded her head willingly.
Paaaa…! Red eyes shone brightly. Blood traces scattered throughout the scene began to rise in the form of drops. Ronan said in a voice filled with concern.
“good. “Be careful not to get mixed up.”
“Van Bat.”
Sita snorted as if to tell her not to worry. Her red eyes sparkled once again. The tangled blood began to separate into dozens of branches.
“···you’re good.”
Ronan let out a small sigh. I wondered when my skills had improved so much. Although there were at least dozens of people, Sita did the separation work with precision. Soon, all traces of blood disappeared and twenty-four spheres floated above the living room.
The spheres made of blood were of different sizes. Ronan took a deep breath and began examining the spheres one by one. I pray for my sister’s blood. But hopefully not too many. About five minutes had passed.
“shit.”
Ronan frowned. Iril’s blood was not visible. If she existed, she would be recognizable by her Mana traits, and it was the same no matter how many times she looked at it. He asked Sita.
“···Nothing like that, right?”
“Bwauuung…”
Sita lowered her head and moaned. If she was Sita, who was helping her older sister, there was no way she would not have noticed it. First of all, the first operation was a failure. Ronan, who had been muttering to himself, let out a curse.
“No, fuck. But it’s still too early to give up.”
“Bwaaaat!”
Sita flapped her wings in agreement. The screams of passers-by rang out along with the sound of the strong wind, but there was no time to pay attention to them. Ronan opened his eyes again and began to observe the sphere of blood.
‘One of these is the criminal’s blood.’
It would be even more strange if we fought so hard and didn’t shed even a single blood. If the intruder had cut down the guards with an overwhelming margin, it would have been a scar that would never remain. Another few minutes passed.
“uh?”
Ronan raised his eyebrows. There was one more sphere that I couldn’t see because it was too small. He winked, and Sita raised the sphere to Ronan’s eye level.
“This is… definitely…”
Ronan instinctively realized that this was the blood on the kitchen knife. The thumbnail-sized drop of blood was shining in a slightly different color than the other spheres.
‘Where have I seen this before?’
Ronan’s eyes narrowed. She was too excited to notice it earlier, but she felt something familiar. He was holding her face.
“no way···!”
For a moment, goosebumps appeared all over my body. Memories of her past surfaced. The blood glistening before his eyes had clearly been seen in the savior’s memories.
The blood, which was not completely red but slightly purple, contained sparkling mana. Ronan, who had barely managed to catch his breath, opened her mouth.
“Abel.”
It was the blood of Abel, the cult leader, that he had been searching for so long. Ronan was fiddling with his neck without realizing it. Even though it happened in the world of imagination, the sensation of his throat being cut by his sword still remained vivid.
‘This crazy bastard came directly? To kidnap your sister?’
Now that I think about it, the knife marks covering the interior looked familiar. It was Abel’s sword mark, with malice evident in every stroke. Suddenly, a question raised its head.
“Then who did that?”
Ronan’s gaze focused on the sword marks of the person who fought against Abel. Even from her own fastidious point of view, her knife skills were amazing.
Abel. So, like the Savior’s sword technique, the design was not perfect. But the anomalous and sharp were never defeated by Abel’s sword.
I feel sorry for the emperor, but there was no great person among the bodyguards who could use this kind of sword technique. If so, it means that a third person broke in, which made my head hurt again. Who the hell is this? How can you not shed a single drop of blood against Abel?
“Bwaaaa!”
“ok?”
It was a moment when Ronan was thinking about various things. Suddenly she felt as if Sita was asking her to look over there and she started crying. Sita craned her head and stared into Iril’s room, where her door was open.
“what’s the matter? “I searched there earlier.”
“Bwahaak!”
Ronan shrugged. But Sita bit his sleeve and expressed her intention to go to Iril’s room. It was an incomprehensible action, but Ronan did it anyway.
“···Shit.”
Ronan gritted his teeth as he entered the room. The cleaned room smelled like Iril’s hair. Her nose became sore again, but Ronan tried to shake off her sadness. He was looking around the room.
“hmm?”
Suddenly, an unnatural trace was captured in his vision. There were only crumbs on the floor in front of the bed. It felt as if I was lying down on the spot because it was shining so subtly.
‘if.’
Ronan pushed the bed, just in case. Then, a small box appeared. The surface, carved from stone, was engraved with many unrecognizable characters.
“This···.”
The atmosphere was strange and in many ways did not suit Iril. Click. Ronan picked up the box and put pressure on his fingers, and the box opened without much resistance. His eyes widened when he saw what was inside.
“···Hyekgye needle?”
Inside the box, there was a mechanical device resembling a compass. It was a blood gauge that traced blood. It was much more luxurious than the one used to chase Barca, but the fundamental design was the same.
However, what really surprised Ronan was not the existence of the blood acupuncture needle. On the inside of the box was written an inscription in the official language. Ronan read it slowly with his eyes.
[My son. Celebrating Ronan’s coming-of-age ceremony.]
-Cain.
It was a little blurred, but still recognizable enough. It felt like she had been hit on the head with a hammer. This is what your father left behind?
The red needle of the blood gauge was pointing north, where the Sea of Ghosts was. Adult ceremony. My sister’s assurance that she has prepared a special gift. The pieces of information floating around in my head were coming together one by one.
He was about to say something to Sita. Quaaaang! Suddenly, the front door burst open and a man came running in. The face of the man in her dark blue uniform was as pale as if he were about to faint at any moment. She opened her mouth as Ronan met his eyes and hers.
“Are you here? Schlieffen.”
