Who taught him to restore the country like this

Chapter 35 Ron Rhinet, the Cunning Villain
"On September 9th, the Emerald Kingdom was defeated in its 19th battle with the Diam Kingdom and retreated to the former capital of the Rah Kingdom for defense."

"On the same day, the Doma Kingdom, along with the Layton Kingdom, attacked the Emerald Kingdom from the west. Under threat of the capital's fall, the Emerald Kingdom was forced to withdraw its troops, and the Diam Kingdom took control of the former Rah Kingdom's territory..."

"On September 9th, the Demonic Third Army launched a fierce attack on the Dawn City, the first front of the Orrantia Kingdom. Over 20 Orrantia casualties were inflicted, and two heroic adventurers were killed in the battle..."

……

An exquisitely decorated wooden carriage slowly moved along the wide gravel road.

Celia sat in the carriage, her golden eyes lost in thought as she stared at the morning paper in her hands, appearing a little absent-minded.

She had read the newspaper in her hand several times, but she couldn't find anything she cared about from the dense text.

How she wished she could see a report in the newspaper about someone's restoration of his country.

But ever since we parted ways in Gray Mist Territory, that bastard had completely vanished from sight, as if he were dead.

This made her feel very uncomfortable.

She was afraid that person would never appear again.

That way... she wouldn't be able to personally bring down the iron fist of justice on the beast who had repeatedly deceived her, changed her clothes, and humiliated her.

Ron Rhinet, a treacherous villain!

Never forgive!

Celia clenched her fists tightly, the fragile newspaper in her hands wrinkled and shattered, and her chest rose and fell with anger.

If Ron had just used her identity to escape, she wouldn't have been so angry. She was angry that the beast had not only changed her clothes after knocking her unconscious, but also took back the marriage contract.

Thinking back to when she really thought that bastard would die, and even felt a little admiration and pity in her heart, she felt like a clown.

A clown who was fooled around.

Next time they meet, no matter what that bastard says, she will never believe it again.

"Lady Keltia, we're here."

The voice of the accompanying knight outside the curtain brought Celia back to her senses.

The carriage slowly stopped.

Celia calmed herself down and got off the carriage.

Not long ago, the Holy See of Light received a report from the Kingdom of Orrantia, stating that someone was using the blood of enslaved royals to create slavery potions, cruelly transforming ordinary people into slaves bound by shackles.

When the Glorious Church learned of this, it took it very seriously. Entrusted by the bishop, Celtia came to the Kingdom of Orrantia to investigate the matter.

These days she has visited and investigated the situation in three cities of the Kingdom of Orrantia, and there are cases of missing children in each city.

But perhaps because the situation has become tense recently, the mastermind behind the scenes has become much more restrained, and several clues that Celtia was tracking were broken.

At this time, she came to Kassel, the fourth city of the Kingdom of Orrantia and the first city to discover the slavery potion.

Let’s just hope that Cassell can bring a little surprise to the investigation.

After entering the city, Celestia, accompanied by the knights sent by the king, first visited the lord, Earl Lawrence.

After stating their purpose, Earl Lawrence took them to the dungeon to see the captured war slave.

She was a girl who looked about fifteen or sixteen years old, with purple hair. Her eyes were empty and she was motionless like a dead object.

Earl Lawrence said that she had refused to eat since she was captured, and if she had not been force-fed some nutrient solution, she would have starved to death.

Celtia first observed the slave shackles around the man's neck, then after a moment's hesitation, she said, "This slave shackle looks similar to the slave shackles of the Kingdom of Nie."

The Kingdom of Nieu was the loser in the Second War of the Kingdom of Gods.

The final winner of the second war between the kingdoms of God, the Bruviman Empire, is located to the west of the Kingdom of Orrantia, and the two countries share a large area of ​​borders.

"It's them." Earl Lawrence snorted coldly. He had long suspected these people who came to the Kingdom of Orrantia to create war slaves.

"The Bruviman Empire uses the blood of enslaved royal families to transform people from other countries into slaves. Such evil behavior is against heaven and earth. The Glorious Church must punish it severely!" Lawrence said gritting his teeth.

Celia did not respond to Lawrence's request. She said, "It's not enough to prove that this was done by the Bruviman Empire. We need more evidence."

"Did she confess anything?" She looked at the purple-haired girl bound to the iron chair, the whip marks on her body indicating she had been tortured. "She didn't say a word," Earl Lawrence said with some helplessness.

No matter how severely the torture was carried out, the woman remained silent.

Celestia placed her hand on the purple-haired girl's forehead and asked questions, trying to read her emotional fluctuations.

But it turned out that this woman's emotions were as stagnant as a pool of water.

Keltia could only try to find another clue. She asked, "Who discovered her?"

"It's an adventurer named Victor." Lawrence said.

"Please take me to see him."

……

Wim's backyard.

Ding!
Ron swung his knife with a strong wind towards Wim's shoulder, but the other party flashed and spun away, his boots scraping against the grass.

Wim pointed the wooden sword at Ron's elbow.

Amid the clanging of metal, Ron blocked with his sword, and his wrist bones were immediately numbed by the powerful force.

"You can't win by brute force."

Wim was calm and composed. He turned the blade and picked up a large number of fallen leaves on the ground.

His vision was obstructed, and Ron squinted to avoid the flying leaves. Just as he was about to step back to avoid the attack, a flash of a knife suddenly appeared in front of him.

In the moment he was distracted, the tip of Wim's knife was against his throat.

"Lost again." Ron wiped the sweat off his forehead, and swayed his long sword at his side.

This was the second day that he had been learning the Lightning Flash technique. Wim personally tested the knife on him, but he still couldn't get the hang of it.

Wim smiled, sheathed his knife, and said, "With your talent, it's already quite impressive to be able to do this. Work on your speed tomorrow, and I won't hold back any more."

"Please show some mercy." Ron said with a bitter face, like a child acting like a spoiled child to his elders.

Wim benefited greatly from this. After spending a few days together, he looked at Ron with more affection. In his eyes, the dull Ron was like his own silly son.

Little did he know that the so-called stupid son in his eyes was just trying to defraud the minimum living allowance.

Ron, who used to be a volunteer in a nursing home, has a lot of experience in pleasing these lonely elderly people.

If he had enough time to show his abilities, he would be confident that he could squeeze out Janna and win the favor of old man Wim alone.

In the stone pavilion, Janna, who was pouring tea for Ron, couldn't help but shudder.

"What's wrong?" Ron asked concernedly.

Janna looked around but couldn't find the source of the malice.

She shook her head and said she was fine.

After pouring the tea and putting down the teapot, she looked at Ron's face, then suddenly reached out and gently wiped the grass debris off his cheek with her fingertips.

"Thank you." Ron smiled and reached out to touch her head.

The little girl lowered her head shyly and let him touch her.

I always feel that this little girl regards herself as her father.

After a short rest.

Ron continued practicing.

The years are quiet and time passes slowly.

After an unknown amount of time, Janna came to the yard and shouted, "Mr. Victor, someone wants to see you."

(End of this chapter)