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The Greatest Extra in history - Chapter 15

On the day of the attack on the Empire of Pilias, a white spear thrown by the Fifth Prince penetrated the darkness.

Everyone was shocked by the unbelievable sight with their eyes, and the rumors spread quickly through the mouths of those who were there at the time.

The same was true of the Red Tower. While he fled with the Third prince, a High-Tier wizard of the Red Tower, who remained in the banquet hall, delivered it.

“It was definitely the Spear of sacrifice.”
His hard face and serious voice stated as if telling the trust.

“Suddenly, the Spear of Sacrifice appeared?”
It was an incredible response, but Berenus Kyle, the Master of the red tower and the owner of the Meteor Fire, knew that the High-Tier wizard in front of him would not lie about such a serious problem.

He was also a person with deep knowledge enough to explore the “Spear of sacrifice.”
“This is unexpected…….”

“I didn’t expect the Fifth Prince, known for being a scoundrel, to find the spear of sacrifice…….”

“Watch your language, I’m sure you know the atmosphere around the Imperial City.”

Looking at the High-Tier wizard murmuring in a voice close to talking to himself, the Master of the Red Tower pointed out with a cold expression.

“Right now, the Fifth Prince is a hero in the Imperial City. His Majesty knows this very well. If you want to live long, you’d better hide your words.”

Not long ago, the Fifth Prince was nothing but a scoundrel.

However, the change began a few months ago, and now his status has greatly increased as the Emperor was rescued from the banquet hall.

In particular, he was liked by those loyal to the Emperor.

Unlike the past, the Emperor, who took the cause, officially began to defend the Fifth Prince, and no one in the Imperial City could find any excuse to ignore him.

“Furthermore, Elias. If what the Fifth Prince used is the Spear of Sacrifice, you know that we have to fulfill our 2,000-year promise, and if we build up bad feelings, we will lose.”

“What is the promise from two thousand years that everyone talked about?”

“It is a pledge that we must remember and must abide by.”

Berenus gave no further details, frustrating Elias, the chief wizard and leader of the Red Tower expedition.

He can’t ask this anywhere else, so it even made him crazier.

“Remember one thing, Elias. If the Fifth Prince has a Spear of Sacrifice, the Red Tower must stand behind him.”

“What? Are you serious?”

Elias was surprised. He didn’t expect Berenus Kyle, the Master of the Red Tower, to drop such a bombshell.

“I mean it.”

“If we withdraw our support, the Third Prince will not stand still. Besides, isn’t he close to the Second Prince? At worst, their factions would move.”

Everyone knew that the Third Prince was supported by the Yellow Tower and the Red Tower, and he was close to the Second Prince.

“The Red Tower has yet to take a pledge of loyalty. I was just supporting him.”

“The Third Prince would not think so. Now that the Blue Tower has decided to stand behind the Fifth Prince, you will feel even more impatient. You might think it’s a provocation. Do you still have to keep your 2,000-year promise?”

Elias, the best wizard, asked seriously. His voice sank, his face hardened, and the air was heavy because it was not cold.

“Even if the day comes when the Red Tower falls, we must keep our promise from two thousand years ago.”

In response to Berenus’ response, Elise was at a loss for words.

“I need to check.”

“Well, Master? You don’t think….”

“I’ll have to see him and see for myself.”

Now that he had made up his mind, he was bound to act fast. He headed to the Fifth Prince’s Palace without a member of his entourage, as well as Elias.

The Fifth Prince’s Palace was packed with royal knights sent by the Emperor and nobles who came to meet the owner of the white spear that penetrated the darkness.

Seeing the procession of nobles lined up from the main entrance of the palace, the Master of the Red Tower sighed deeply and shook his head.

With so many nobles, it would be difficult to announce his appearance through imperial knights or servants.

“As long as I don’t cross the inner wall,I don’t have a chance to meet the Fifth Prince.”

The Red Tower Master, who thought that crossing the outer wall would reduce his competitors, crossed the outer wall without any hesitation.

As he expected, the number of nobles who crossed the threshold of the main gate was not large.

Most of them seemed to have a small number, even someone from a high rank.

Of course, all the great lordly men stood behind the first or second prince, so the people gathered here were not talented even in the eyes of Berenus Kyle, the Master of the Red Tower.

“Sir Berenus Kyle, Lord of the Red Tower.”

A light armed knight stood in front of Berenus, who turned his body in surprise at the sharp yet heavy low voice.

“Did you read this sign?”

The owner of the Red Tower looked at the sign in front of him, surprised once again that he had not detected the sign.

He was a middle-aged knight with his appearance just like any other knight, but one thing that was unusual was that his left arm was empty.

‘Is that the Fifth Prince’s Secret Squad I saw at the banquet hall?’

Unsurprisingly, his chest has a chest symbolizing the royal family’s
‘He’s a one-armed man, but I never thought he’d be a high-ranking knight, the Fifth Prince was hiding his teeth.’

The owner of the Red Tower swallowed his dry saliva. The high-ranking knight in front of him had a ferocious spirit and he was about to pull out a sword.

‘I didn’t expect this much…’

High-ranking Knights were not common, but he had seen them a few times.
Compared to others, the spirit of the Fifth Prince’s Secret quad in front of him was sharper and colder.

“Follow me.”

“Did you know I was coming here?”

There was no answer. Gesteine, the Fifth Prince’s personal guard, turned around without saying a word and stepped inside the palace.

“You’re a boring friend…….”

Berenus breathed a short sigh and began to walk after Gestein, who was ahead.

There was no conversation. The Master of the Red Tower asked a question, but Gesteine was just walking like a machine.

In the meantime, the two reached the side door of the inner wall guarded by two armed guards.

A member of the Secret Squad checked Gesteine’s face and then opened the tightly closed iron door.

“The Fifth Prince is waiting for you.”

Gesteine led Berenus to the parlor in the palace. He took a step back from the door and said.

“Are you saying that Raymond Pilius, the Fifth Prince, is inside?”

Berenus took it that way and without hesitation opened the door.

As expected, there was Raymond.

Behind Raymond, who was sitting on the sofa with a glass in his right hand, was the Blue tower Master, Lisefield Dior.

“You were later than I thought.”

A short word from Raymond’s mouth made Berenus nervous.

The young prince, who was once a scoundrel, was seeing the flow accurately.

Hedidn’t think it was bluffing. He can tell just by looking at the Secret Squad commander waiting inside the inner wall.

‘You were scarier than I thought.’

Berenus thought it was necessary to revise his assessment of the Fifth Prince and slowly closed the door and showed courtesy to the royal family.

If he were still a scoundrel, he would have done it simply, but the Fifth Prince was now the hero who saved the Emperor.

Berenus, the Master of the Red Tower, was as polite as he could be.

It was a tearful development compared to the past when there was no aristocracy, let alone courtesy.

Raymond opened his mouth with a satisfied look on his face.

“Raise your head.”

It was a soft but moderately powerful voice.

Berenus Kyle, the owner of the Red Tower, slowly raised his head and was surprised again.

Five years ago, the Fifth Prince was weak and became a scoundrel after the third Empress left because of illness.

Berenus had seen Raymond in his old days as a brat. So he knew the rumours were never exaggerated.

However, the current Fifth Prince did not have any of the images he saw at that time.

He lost weight and became thin, and he could feel the soft energy of a mana in my body.

The tumultuous atmosphere of the past was now in order.

‘You’ve changed so much.
I don’t know how many times I’ve been surprised just today.
Were you hiding your toenails?’

It’s only speculation, but he doesn’t have a way to find out the truth.

“Are you here to fulfill your 2,000-year promise?”

“Did you know about that? Your Highness the Fifth.….”

Contrary to his surprising tone, he was not too agitated this time.

With the Blue tower owner, Lisefield Dior, he thought he would have heard of the promise from two thousand years ago.

“If you really own the Spear of sacrifice, you deserve it, but…….”

Otherwise, the owner of the tower who made a reckless statement about the promise of 2,000 years ago should be held accountable, and in order to do so, it was necessary to first check whether the Spear of sacrifice was real.

As soon as the owner of the Red Tower carefully opened his mouth, Raymond hit the topic first.

“You want to check the Spear of sacrifice, don’t you?”

Appearance and force are not the only things that have changed. Berenus nodded, admiring inwardly, and the Fifth Crown Prince rose from the sofa and Lisefield stepped back.

“I can’t take it out very often, so make sure to see it.”

As he stretched out his hand and operated his vitality, a grayish white energy flowed out to form a spear.

With the majestic energy unique to ancient relics flowing thickly, Berenus felt his heart shake, even though Raymond consumed so little vitality to maintain only the appearance of the Spear.

“It must be the Spear of sacrifice.”

Berenus, the owner of the Red Tower, recited in a small voice.

A promise that has been passed down for generations. Berenus, like Lisefield, also remembered the teachings of his predecessors.

“What are you going to do? Red Tower.”

A faint smile spread around Raymond’s mouth as he saw Berenus agonizing between the promise of two thousand years or the Third Prince.

It was not easy for Berenus to confirm the decision, although he was determined to abide by the promise of two thousand years.

The owner of the Red Tower tried to hide his expression, but as time went by, his innermost thoughts were revealed little by little.

“Sir Berenus Kyle.”

The owner of the calm voice was Lisefield. He stared at Berenus with a stiff face.

“We must remember the chilling aura of the spear. Didn’t the first tower masters promise this in front of his body?”

Berenus bit his lip to the point where blood leaked out at Lisefield’s words.

A clearer smile spread around Raymond’s mouth.

The old man was doing better than he thought, then the Berenus conflict has come to an end and it’s time to put a wedge in.

“Sir Berenus Kyle, Lord of the Red Tower.”

“Yes, Your Majesty the Fifth. I’m listening.”

“Have you already forgotten who saved the Red Tower and the Blue Tower until now?”

No, he can’t have forgotten. He was just looking the other way.

Berenus bowed his head.

He remembered himself telling Elias, the best wizard, that he would keep the promise of two thousand years.

It’s only been less than an hour. But now he was about to enter the path of a coward!
He whipped himself.

“The Fifth Prince!”

He raised his head as if he had made up his mind and raised his voice.

“I’m not a coward.”

He had decided. Now it’s time to show his determination. He roughly removed the robed and badge from his chest, which was bestowed by the Third Prince.

“This is my resolution.”

“Well, Lord Berenus. This is not necessary.….”

“Sir Lisefield. The information that I have already been here must have been given to His Majesty the Third Prince.”

“I suppose so. The Assassins of the Second Prince is helping the Third Prince.”

After a brief conversation with Liseffield, Berenus’ eyes turned again to Raymond, the Fifth Prince.

“The Red Tower remembers the promise of two thousand years! And I solemnly declare here that I will fullfil it from now on!”

Today, Raymond won the Red Tower with the high-wizard Berenus.

“The assassins who followed the Master of the Red Tower to the Fifth Prince Palace have been confirmed.”

A cold-looking man bowed his head in front of the Third Prince, Aloken, and reported.

He was a skilled assassin who came from the Second Prince to help Aloken.

“This….I wouldn’t have been hit at my back of if I hadn’t put surveillance on him, right?”
Aloken said.

Since he was a child, suspicious, the Second Prince sent assassins to him, so it was almost as if he had been scheduled from the beginning to monitor my men.

However, it was a pity that he had no idea that the surveillance of his men was being reported to the Second Prince.

The Third Prince, Aloken, was smart enough to rise to the rank of a superior wizard at a young age and had a good affinity for Mana, but unfortunately he had a strange leap of faith in his brother, Deneb Pilius, the Second Prince.

And the reward for that leap was endless surveillance.

“Do you know what has been said in court meetings in these recent days?”

“I haven’t heard of it.”

The black-clad assassin answered Aloken’s question, shaking his head. The court meeting was not his area.

“Some say that Raymond should be crowned the Crown Prince.”

“That’s not gonna happen.”

“Yeah, that won’t happen. But that’s not what I want to say.”

The glass which had been filled was emptied. The corners of his mouth twisted, perhaps uncomfortable, even though he drank a strong drink at once.

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