Playing the Perfect Fox-Eyed Villain Chapter 167

Episode 167. Admiral Lee Dok (1)

The confusing moments continued.

Fern also knows that a meeting of nobles is held here.

The banquet hall was decorated with gorgeous portraits and elaborate statues, and was filled with upper-class nobles wearing gorgeous costumes, dancing, sharing hobbies, and bright smiles and laughter.

Although, it was also a place that hid the dramatic emotions unique to the nobles and clearly revealed their hidden intentions within the bubble.

'It's an exchange meeting.'

Although he was a fallen nobleman, Fern, who had somehow managed to live the life of a 'nobleman' for a while, thought that this glamorous side was nothing more than a fake and an illusion.

but.

'It's okay to just look around.'

Fern had thought so, but she couldn't get used to the strong smell of the chairman's perfume that tickled her nose.

'Why on earth are you spraying so much perfume? And it's not just one or two people.'

“Phew.”

Fern took a deep breath and left the room to take a breath of fresh air.

'Keep this in mind.'

As soon as he came outside, Fern, who was feeling a little better, began to organize his thoughts.

'The reason I came here is to keep an eye on Dantes.'

Dantes, a nobleman of the Christo family.

While recently investigating a secret organization called the 'Dawn Society', I found out information that he may have a connection to the 'Dawn Society'.

This is information inferred from the fact that a person suspected of being a member of the Yeomyeonghoe and arrested had contact with him.

'It's not certain yet, but that's why we need to investigate.'

Fern's heart began to pound at the thought that something secret was going on.

I never felt this way when I served as a Knight of the Blue Lion.

The Knights Templar basically have a rule of wearing a 'symbol', and they do a lot of external work rather than such secret work.

'Phew… … '

Fern, taking in the fresh air outside and gathering his thoughts, decided to head back to the banquet hall.

At that moment.

“Gyaaaaaaah!”

A sharp, tearing scream struck Fern's ears.

The place where the scream was heard was the banquet hall where the exchange meeting was taking place.

When Fern heard that sound, he instinctively felt that something unusual had happened.

'……what!?'

Fern, who kicked the ground and walked straight into the building, saw the hallway leading to the banquet hall.

The ominous feeling he felt there made his body stiffen.

Thanks to that, I can no longer smell the perfume that used to sting my nose.

“Hey, save me!”

As I was about to walk down the hallway, I heard a scream from the next room.

When Fern hurriedly opened the door, he saw a familiar-looking nobleman and a female servant inside.

“Merdan, are you okay!?”

The moment Fern, who knew the face of the nobleman, mentioned his name, he felt a chilling energy flowing towards him.

Eyes with no pupils visible, with bubbles in the mouth.

The man named 'Merdan' was clearly unconscious.

“Are you a knight? Please help me! This nobleman suddenly lost consciousness and…!”

“Merdan!?”

Still, the man's body moved.

The man began to attack Fern with his hands flailing as if he was only following his instincts.

It wasn't difficult for Fern, who was a former knight and never gave up on training, to avoid the attack.

Kwajik──!

However, the sight of furniture being completely destroyed by a fist being struck is not ordinary.

'what…….'

The man's fist was imbued with incredible strength, as if his body had been enhanced by something magical.

This is not a normal situation.

Fern, who had a hunch about this, quickly drew his sword.

“Given the circumstances, I hope you will forgive me.”

Fern, who had been breathing steadily and keeping the exemption in his mouth, looked at the man who was approaching him unsteadily.

It was a movement that was difficult to catch, like an undead, but the speed was not that fast.

Fern, who had some free time, struck the man with the handle instead of the blade, knocking him unconscious.

Then, another familiar face appears through the open door.

“You, Sir Yulian…?”

It was so embarrassing.

Yurian, who couldn't see the pupils due to his 'squint', had no way of knowing whether he was being 'controlled' like the nobleman a moment ago.

That's why Fern hesitated.

At that moment, as if he was hesitating for fear of making a mistake, Yurian drew his sword and quickly closed the distance.

'… … Ugh!?'

In a panic, the moment I raised my sword, a lightning-like strike came flying at me.

The target is not yourself. It's right behind you.

“Ugh, ugh, ugh…….”

This is the noble Merdan who I thought I knocked out a little while ago.

Break.

This time, the man fell after being hit by Yurian's blow.

Fortunately, there is no sign of a deliberate attack.

“The ending must be firmly established, Lord Fern. In a situation like this, you should not look elsewhere.”

A tone slightly mixed with sarcasm and mockery.

You could tell that it was the usual Yurian without having to distinguish it.

“I’m sorry, Sir Yurian.”

“There is no need to apologize.”

Yurian passed Fern, tapping his shoulder twice.

“Thank you, thank you for helping me!”

When the situation was sorted out, the female servant who had received help expressed her gratitude. Yurian glanced at him and then turned his gaze to Fern.

“Is your Majesty Fern all right?”

Fern nodded, understanding that his question was asking if he was under the influence of 'manipulation'.

“Yes, I think I’m okay……”

“Hmm, I see.”

After saying that, Yulian turned his gaze back to the female servant.

“Come here. I will take you to a safe place.”

“Thank you……!”

As the female servant approached, sighing in relief, Yurian quickly swung the sword in his hand.

Fern was confused because it happened before he could properly understand.

But what was more incomprehensible was the female servant's reaction.

If it was a normal person, it would have been dealt in an instant. But the female servant was able to avoid it by keeping some distance without any hesitation.

“You, Sir Yulian!? What is this…?”

“The author is the culprit behind what is happening now.”

The culprit? That woman?

“Oh my, they say the royal mad dog has a great sense of smell, how did you know?”

Just seconds ago, the woman who was begging for her life, sweating profusely, had completely changed her mood.

“You must be Annaru.”

Anna Louis?

Fern found himself getting nervous when his name was mentioned.

Anna Rui of the Evil Poison.

It is the name of a renowned poisoner. I have heard rumors that her poison is so strong and precise that even knights cannot resist it.

“What brings you here?”

“Oh, you know me? I thought you were pretty quiet for someone so famous.”

“Stop talking nonsense and answer my questions.”

Annarui shrugged her shoulders at Yurian's indifferent reaction.

“I got hired.”

“Who are you talking to?”

She appears to be smiling as Yulian continues to question her.

“Do I have an obligation to tell you?”

Ss …

As her words were mixed with mockery, the sound of air escaping from the furniture placed around them could be heard.

'poison!'

Fern noticed this and quickly blocked the airway and tried to tell Yurian.

Boom, clang──!

Yurian put his right foot forward before speaking.

As he stepped on the ground, a terrifying aura spread out like a storm.

As the oppressive aura swept through, all the windows in the room were shattered, and the 'poison' that began to spread from the furniture was pushed outside by the swirling aura.

“You have no obligation to speak, but I have an obligation to listen. Let’s see whose obligation is stronger.”

Despite emitting an aura that was almost tyrannical, Yurian was smiling without any change.

Fern swallowed hard when he saw that.

Even though his level of 'swordmanship' was extremely high, it seemed that following him in 'aura management' was not even acceptable.

“Huh, huh huh…….”

Likewise, Anna Rui, who had been acting like she was in control, seems to have been crushed by the spirit.

“As expected of a disciple of the Sword Master, he’s very skilled in using Aura. I think I’ll fall in love with him.”

“Then, please surrender. Then, who knows, maybe I’ll go on a date with you?”

“Surely not, like inside a cage or something?”

When Yulian shrugged her shoulders at the joke, Annarui's eyes sparkled.

“But you know what? No matter how strong the aura of a knight is, or how powerful the mana management of a wizard is, if they get addicted, then it’s over.”

There is something to be desired.

At the moment that Fern had expected, Yurian's expression became strange.

“Ugh…….”

Yurian groaned and grabbed his head. After that, when he saw her staggering as if she was going to kneel, Fern had a gut feeling.

'Could it be the poison that Merdan was hit with earlier!?'

Poison, who lost his mind and indiscriminately attacked the surroundings.

Fern decided that Yurian was addicted to it.

“Lord Yurian, come to your senses!”

“A poison is not something that can be poisoned only by smell. A first-class poisoner must be able to poison the target in all situations.”

Instead of answering Yurian, Annarui opened her mouth, laughing heartily.

“The champagne at the banquet hall. It didn’t smell or taste particularly unusual, did it?”

Champagne?

I've seen Fern too.

However, the perfume smell was so strong that I couldn't go outside to drink it.

'Did you put poison in there!?'

Fern began to feel dizzy.

By any chance, will it be possible to subdue 'Yurien' who has lost his reason?

Fern, who had seen the 'Auror' earlier, couldn't picture it at all.

For now, we just have to wait for him to come to his senses.

'I have no choice but to subdue the poisoner!'

Fern, who had raised his sword, began to form an aura around the sword.

After that, I tried to jump to Anna Rui.

“Don’t move. If you do, this executioner’s life will end immediately.”

Annarui noticed Fern's intentions and stopped him.

It's a bluff.

If I could cut off his breathing, I would have done it a long time ago.

But what if.

If there really is a chance of that.

The direct cause of Yurian's suffocation will be his own judgment.

'still.'

Must do.

If it were Sir Yulian, he would have said so.

It is a common man's thought to seek recognition from the enemy. It should end here.

The moment I thought about it and was about to take action.

“Champagne, so that means your employer is someone high up who can interfere with the schedule of the conference.”

Yulian opened her mouth normally.

“Oh, that’s ridiculous!”

Annarui shouted with a bewildered face.

“My mental poison… the puppet poison didn’t work!?”

Annarui's face was filled with despair, as if her research had been denied until now.

Yulian laughed at her like that.

“Your low-quality poison seems unable to damage my spirit, which is armed with loyalty to the Imperial Family.”

A tone of speech that is incredibly confident.

Fern vaguely knows that the 'loyalty' that Yurian always talks about doesn't actually have much to do with the 'royal family'.

‘… … What great mental strength.’

However, it was certain that the 'poison' that Yurian held was stronger than the 'poison' that Annarui spread.