Chapter 105: Power and Love (10)
“I already heard about Sir Rodeia’s legendary feats on Rodentz Island at the last meeting. They told me she wielded the Holy Blood Sword and annihilated dozens of necromancers in a massive underground hideout in a single day.”
In front of Ellen, who had just finished her explanation, the expression of Count Belmierd, seated at his desk with arms crossed, grew even more grave.
“They say that each time she returned to the detachment covered in the blood of necromancers, she looked like a reaper risen from the underworld. She had spent her life chasing the necromancers of Rodentz Island, and it was said she could recognize the necromancy particular to the island just from its faint magical aura.”
There were various branches within necromancy, but at least when it came to the necromancers of Rodentz, they could never escape her keen eyes.
Count Belmierd closed his eyes softly.
If Leonard had truly left under the pretense of a pilgrimage in order to study necromancy, that too represented a tremendous disgrace for House Belmierd.
The situation had come to the point where daughter and son pointed fingers at each other, shouting that the other was a necromancer.
For Count Belmierd, who had to mediate between the two, his thoughts were inevitably complex—but in the end, he had to make a decision.
Even if they were his own blood, he had to cut them off when necessary.