Duke’s Quadruplets Are All Overpowered Chapter 68

68

It’s been a long time since I’ve been truly embarrassed by someone else’s behavior, other than the twins.

“What did you… “Did you do it, Mr. Girlsy?”

In Korea, parricide is punishable by imprisonment for more than 7 years or life, and according to Kunkan law, it is the death penalty.

No, why not? Why did you stab me?

Everyone who witnessed the disaster was embarrassed and did not know what to do. Who would have thought that I would stab my father with a knife just a few hours after meeting him!

“Ugh. Don’t panic. Confucius.”

At that time, he fell down, clutching his wound, and spoke with difficulty. Fortunately, he was alive, but the blood gushing out between his fingers seemed like he was going to die soon due to excessive bleeding. While Kosan’s therapist quickly rushed over and applied herbs and applied bandages, the man tried to comfort the pale-faced girl.

“It was my mistake, so don’t worry. Ugh, a scratch like this will get better after a day of rest. Ugh, ugh, ah, ugh.”

Anyone can see that he is a critically ill patient writhing in pain. Strange moans rang out one after another, as if they were holding back a scream. Gulshi weakly put down the crime weapon and spoke with pale lips.

“this… I didn’t mean to do this… … !”

“It’s done. Mr. Girlsy. Arrested as a red-light criminal. “Voice out your unfairness in the investigation.”

“No, my daughter is guilty…” … .”

“It’s an emergency patient! “Hurry up and take me!”

He looked like a man who had something to say, but he was in real danger with a hole in his stomach. While the therapists were treating him, I spoke calmly to Gulsey.

“I will not be able to avoid imprisonment.”

“Hmph.”

It’s clearing!

When Gulsi lowered her head as a criminal, Dalbi hit her on the head.

I trapped Gulsi and put her in the ger so she couldn’t escape.

Now the only person who was embarrassed was the man. From the moment he said it was his mistake, no one, including me, blamed Gulshi, but it seemed like his slanderous wounds had clouded his judgment or he just had a personality that was easy to pick on. When he saw the man screaming that his daughter had not committed a crime, he felt that the Kosan clan was definitely different from ordinary people. The bleeding has already stopped.

The people of Kosan seemed to have made fun of him often in the past, so they hit him hard. My hands had to be tied to the pole of the ger, which was hung on a rope carried by someone. I shook my head as I watched people excitedly discussing Gulshi’s punishment. Well, just bow down.

* * *

Even after being stabbed in the stomach, the wound recovered to some extent within half a day. Rather than the effectiveness of the herb, it is because he is a Kosan and a ‘strong man’. When it was dinner time, I went to his ger with porridge. He greeted me awkwardly as he lay in a hospital bed with a bandage wrapped around his waist. His first words were, ‘My daughter did not sin.’ So, I immediately realized who Gulshi resembled.

The man’s name is Benvert Géricault.

Kosan’s name is unusually derived from the name of a person who reveres ‘Saint’.

As the name suggests, derived from the fighting spirit Benver, the large body was muscular and reddish-brown, and the deep calluses on the palms seemed to show how well he wielded weapons.

I talked to him and learned about Khosan. Jericho was also someone who had a relationship with the Princess of Demenia, my mother, and as a result, he saved her daughter, so he was very kind to me.

He was the leader of this group, but he was not the leader of the whole group.

The Kosan clan was scattered and tracking down the ‘Blood Devil’. Gathering information about the Magic Tower’s dungeons was also intended to track down demons. In addition to Jericho’s group, the Kosan clan was acting in several groups. He answered even sensitive questions without hesitation. Kosan has completely disappeared for several years. Even if I am of Reinberg’s blood, there must be something I want to hide.

I don’t like pointless head fights.

“You said you were being chased by the devil. If something really annoying happens to Kosan because he uses the information I got, hehe. “Why are you answering everything?”

I asked him straight up why he was being kind. He answered with a grin.

“It’s okay. The current owner of the ‘Silver Sword’ will soon be… “I am waiting for the time of revenge to come.”

Well, there must be a situation for Kosan too.

After obtaining some necessary information, I asked about the truth about the parricide case.

“Are your wounds okay?”

Jericho patted the wound with a embarrassed expression.

“It was my mistake for not properly understanding his strength. “I tried to test Siyana, but I got hit hard.”

Like playing catch with your child.

Jericho was trying to play a prank on Gulsey without a big deal. She gave Gulsey a dagger, but Jericho never expected that she would get hurt.

“I tried to hide my presence. I closed my eyes and waited for him to attack. Since I am of Kosan’s blood, I wonder if I might have inherited the power, she said, hoping. Well, I can’t believe it… … .”

Jericho frowned. It looks like the wounds suffered are still bitter.

“I can read the signs of ants, but I miss Gulshi’s movements. No matter how careless you are, it’s a shame. A father who fell down after getting stabbed while trying to show off his cool side, hahaha.”

Jericho laughed, then clutched his stomach and groaned.

“Ugh, by the time I realized that Siyana had moved, the dagger had already stabbed me in the stomach.”

“… “I guess my mother didn’t raise Siyana to be her ordinary maid.”

“I guess so. It was the skillful movement of someone who was quite trained. What’s even more surprising is that there was no hesitation in stabbing my father. “It wasn’t because he wanted to kill me, it was because he trusted me.”

Jericho, who had been stabbed by his child, seemed to be in a good mood.

He continued speaking with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

“Perhaps because Kosan’s bloodline has killed too many demons, there are many who are born with strange powers. A power that is unknown whether it is the blessing of the Three Gods or the curse of the devil. And sometimes, those who can empty themselves are born. “We call it an intangible vessel.”

“It sounds like Siyana has special powers.”

“I can’t be sure. but… I don’t think that miraculously Siyana was the only one who survived. A newborn child survived an attack by demons alone. Only one assumption comes to mind. Siyana clearly inherited the power of the bloodline. Even though she is a newborn, she is so hard for the devil to find… … .”

It’s a lonely voice.

Jericho, who recalled the pain of that day, soon smiled awkwardly.

“Is this too hasty to judge? haha.”

I pretended not to, but in the end, I was proud of my children. I shrugged and answered that I thought so. The strange powers that Gulshi has shown since coming to Melkaran are definitely beyond the ordinary.

It’s clearing!

It was then. Dalby, who had been sleeping quietly at his feet, suddenly got up and showed an uncomfortable look toward the ger door. Soon, Gulsey roughly opened her cloth, came in, and hugged Jericho.

“Ugh, don’t die. “An unfilial child cries.”

It wasn’t a joke. Gulshi was really crying. I shook my head, looking at the tear marks left on his cheeks. It seemed that the Khosan people had scared Gulshi. Gulsey continued her idiotic behavior. She soaked her handkerchief in some water from the bucket she had brought with her, and she wiped Jericho’s face.

“Tsk tsk tsk! What is this? “Siyana!”

“It’s made with fermented goat urine. “Aunt Velda said it was a special medicine for her wounds.”

The foul smell is strong even from here.

It’s clearing.

Dalby frowned and left the ger after swearing.

Jericho, who washed his face with goat urine, spoke in a weak voice.

“Maybe my daughter’s emptying of her mind was a side effect of the power. haha.”

I realized.

The fact that Gulshi’s head looks so empty is also an ‘intangible vessel’. It was an innate ability!

“drug! drink!”

“I’m out. “Gulshi.”

I kicked her out of the ger before she overturned the urinal.

* * *

“Enough of my story… … .”

Jericho sighed and wiped his face and said to me.

“Shouldn’t we also listen to the story of Confucius?”

The fermented urine was powerful. I couldn’t bear to go near him, so I sat far away on a chair. As Jericho looked at me and hesitated, I plugged my nose and looked at the kettle on her bedside. Jericho blew her nose once and washed her face thoroughly, using the kettle as a wash basin. As soon as the smell subsided, I picked up a chair and sat down next to the bed. He said, wiping his dripping face on the bed sheet.

“Even Kosan, who is accustomed to slaying demons, shudders at the stench of Melkaran. “It may not be a place where Prince Reinberg, who grew up in honor, would come.”

Why are there thorns in your words?

“Looking at you, you didn’t come looking for us.”

If it’s Kosan, you might know. I asked the devil about the ancient empire that fell and the old city that worshiped the devil. Jericho, who was listening with interest, frowned as if thinking about something and muttered to himself.

“Hmm, I’ve heard of it. Now that I think about it, Sage Demenia mentioned it a few times. “Maybe that place is the entrance.”

“If that’s the place… … ?”

“While investigating the dark wizard’s residence at the wizard’s request, I discovered a strange place. Confucius. It was an underground cave hidden by a rock wall. No, it’s not a cave, it’s like… It was a labyrinth. I went down to the basement through a maze-like path, but I couldn’t go any further because a strange force was blocking me. “If there is an ancient city buried over a long period of time, there is no place more evident than beyond here.”

“By strange power, do you mean the devil?”

“no. It’s not the devil. As a demon hunter, I can assure you. “That power was divine energy.”

A sacred force that protects the underground labyrinth from intruders.

It must not have been so sloppy that the Kosan clan gave up.

I showed Jericho the map of Melkaran I got from the farmer.

“Is it like this?”

Jericho marked the location of the underground labyrinth on the map. It was in the very center of the Melkaran Desert, a short distance that could be reached in half a day. Jericho knew that my purpose for coming to Melcaran was to visit the site of an ancient empire, but he did not ask me any more reasons. He was a person with a clear line between what he needed to know and what knowledge was useless.

“Then let’s get to the point. Polestar Confucius.”

And to him, ‘knowledge’ about Geulsi was the most necessary information.

Jericho decided that all the conversation we had just had was off topic, and suddenly asked me a question in a loud and enthusiastic voice.

“Confucius. What do you think of Siyana?”

“He may be lacking in some ways, but he has a good heart.”

“… Yeah, that’s nice. And doesn’t my daughter have a pretty face too?”

“He may be lacking in some ways, but he has a kind heart and a pretty face.”

“… Siyana said she was the Reinberg family’s maid. Kosan has not been flattered in his relationships for generations, so he does not really understand the structure of the nobles’ power. The reason I treat you with ease, Confucius, is because I treat you as the son of the wise man Demenia. But, from what I heard… The scandal between the ‘young and handsome’ noble son and the ‘pretty’ maid was often heard even by these dark ears. Is there anything to hide? “In Kunkan alone, Solgar red bastards are famous.”

Now I understand.

This is not a question about what you think of Gulshi.

He asked about the relationship between me and Gulshi.

“stupid… Oh, sorry. My less smart sister. “You walk.”

He seemed to like the answer and laughed heartily.

“ha ha ha! Thank you so much for thinking of us as family. Confucius.”

fantasy,