Radiant Dragon’s Otherworldly Reincarnation

Chapter 240. You… It’s You (1)

The next day.

The envoy from the Harbor Kingdom arrived in front of the Schneider mansion.

Marquis Panola was moving alongside them.

“Why is that human over there?”

“Isn’t he a noble of our country?”

“And I heard he’s even the commander of the Royal Knightly Order?”

“Haa…. That thing?”

Marquis Panola glared coldly at the knights of the Schneider County family who were murmuring about him.

‘Insolent fools….’

He was the commander of the Royal Knightly Order and a 6-star knight.

But the knights of the Schneider fiefdom showed not a speck of respect towards him.

On the contrary, they openly expressed feelings of contempt, disillusionment, and disappointment.

“The level of the Royal Knightly Order seems pretty low, huh?”

“I know, right. If the commander is like that, then those under him… well, I think I could take them on.”

“Take them on? I’d beat them down.”

“Me too.”

Commander of the Royal Knightly Order?

6-star?

Why would that impress them?

The one who had trained them was none other than Patrick Schneider.

The entire Royal Knightly Order could be crushed by their vice-commander, April, alone.

On top of that, his actions were detestable, so there was no way their gazes would be favorable.

To him, who had arrived under such blatant gazes of hostility, Count Schneider came out to greet him.

“Have you made your decision?”

At Marquis Panola’s words, Count Schneider sighed and said.

“I will release Prince Dawson.”

“A wise decision.”

“But I cannot apologize.”

At that, Marquis Panola’s eyebrows twitched.

“What do you mean by that now?”

“To prevent a larger conflict, I can agree to release Prince Dawson. But I cannot apologize.”

“Are you daring to defy a royal command? Do you have a valid reason?”

“There is no valid reason to apologize. That is the reason.”

“Heeeoh….”

Marquis Panola frowned.

How dare a mere country noble stand up to him like this?

If he had his way, he wanted to draw his sword and intimidate him right now.

However….

‘Go ahead. Just try it.’

The beautiful female knight glaring at him with sharp eyes from behind Count Schneider.

She was so beautiful it was hard to believe she was human, but an even more chilling killing intent was tightening around him.

‘I have no choice.’

“First, release Prince Dawson.”

To achieve at least half of his goal, Marquis Panola first demanded the release of Prince Dawson.

At that, from behind Count Schneider, Prince Dawson, bound tightly by the knights, emerged.

With his hands tied behind his back and a gag in his mouth, there was not a hint of courtesy shown to a royal.

In fact, from Count Schneider’s perspective, keeping him alive and in one piece was courtesy enough.

The envoy of the Harbor Kingdom hurriedly took custody of the prince and untied him.

With this, the biggest problem was settled….

“You damn sons of bitches! Do you think you can get away with this!”

It was not.

On the contrary, it became more serious.

In Prince Dawson’s life, there had never been such a humiliation.

He had been detained by the family of a country noble he didn’t even know the location of and was locked up in a damp underground prison.

The food was poor, and he had to live with only a thin blanket for comfort.

Even when he, an injured man, asked for a priest, they did not call one, and crucially, the fact that he had been beaten up and knocked down by a woman had hurt his pride.

He had never experienced such humiliation and disgrace in his life.

And Prince Dawson was not a creature patient enough to endure this.

“Kill them all! Kill all those who dared to insult me, the heir to the Harbor Kingdom!”

The envoy of the Harbor Kingdom showed displeasure at Prince Dawson’s outburst as he flew into a rage, spitting saliva from his mouth.

“Your Highness. Please calm down for now.”

“The situation is not good right now.”

Of course, the envoy had no intention of letting this matter slide.

But causing trouble right now was not a good strategy, was it?

For now, they should let it go, and after returning to the Harbor Kingdom, formally protest to the Kingdom of Atronia….

“Kill them! I said kill them all! Can you not hear me? It is my command. Leave not a single rat in this damn fiefdom and wipe them all out!”

This is insane.

The envoy of the Harbor Kingdom felt like they were dying.

Usually, he was a foolish prince who could be controlled by gently humoring him, but once his eyes went wild, they couldn’t keep up with him.

“That bastard….”

“I’ve let it slide, but now…”

The knights of the Schneider fiefdom, no, even the common soldiers were getting heated.

At the sight of them stealthily gripping their weapons and stepping forward, the envoy of the Harbor Kingdom urgently shouted.

“Marquis Panola, please calm these people down.”

“…….”

Marquis Panola sighed.

If he had his way, he wanted to tell them to calm down that trash of a wife-kidnapper, but….

‘I have no choice.’

Marquis Panola disliked the Schneider County family even more than the wife-kidnapping trash.

“Everyone, stand down. Does Count Schneider intend to commit treason against the kingdom?”

“What do you mean by that?”

“What else would you call those who do not follow a royal command and resist with force but traitors?”

“…….”

“The problem, in the first place, lies in your refusal to follow my instructions and apologize.”

At Marquis Panola’s words, the knights put their hands on their swords and emitted a blatant killing intent.

The killing intent emitted by over 100 knights made even the 6-star Marquis Panola flinch for a moment.

However….

“Immediately follow my instructions, kneel politely before Prince Dawson, and apologize. If you escalate the situation any further, as the representative of the royal family, I will hold the entire Schneider fiefdom accountable.”

He stood his ground firmly.

He had no confidence in his ability to fight his way out if a one-in-a-million situation occurred.

But on the contrary, he was confident that such a one-in-a-million situation would not occur.

Why?

Because he was the commander of this country’s Royal Knightly Order and the representative entrusted with full authority by the royal family.

‘Power is stronger than the sword. Those who do not know that can never defeat me.’

This was a belief close to a conviction for Marquis Panola.

There were knights in the kingdom stronger than him.

Leyte of the Academy had reached the 7-star level, and Marquis Nicola was a wall he could never surpass from the beginning.

But he was the one who held the strongest power and authority in this country.

No matter how outstanding their skills were, in the end, they were just individual knights.

The real winner was himself, who held the greater power.

And he firmly believed that power would protect him this time as well.

“What are you doing? Do you truly intend to disobey the royal command to the end?!”

Marquis Panola bellowed at Count Schneider.

At that sight, the knights were now on the verge of exploding.

But….

“Will that be enough?”

Count Schneider’s single remark made everyone squeeze their eyes shut.

And Marquis Panola let out a sigh of relief inwardly.

‘Yes. That’s how you should act.’

Although he had been tense enough to make his back damp for the first time in a while, his conviction was right this time as well.

Power was the strongest force guaranteed by the nation.

It was the only power that could change black to white and white to black.

‘I have no choice.’

Count Schneider sighed.

He didn’t want to do this.

He knew he shouldn’t.

But if he became a traitor at odds with the royal family like this, what would happen?

Not only himself, but his wife and son would also be in danger.

He would have to use military force to protect them, and then the Kingdom of Atronia would be swept up in a civil war, and many people would die and get injured.

Compared to their lives, did his pride or honor even have the value to be weighed on a scale?

‘The world will call me a coward. I might even be recorded in history as a foolish man.’

But it didn’t matter.

If he could prevent the worst-case scenario where countless blood would be shed by doing so, then that was better.

Count Schneider took a step forward.

And seeing him about to kneel before Prince Dawson, who was glaring at him with great excitement…

‘Damn it….’

All the people of the Schneider fiefdom squeezed their eyes shut and turned their heads as if they couldn’t bear to watch.

And it was at that moment.

Kwaaaaaang!

From somewhere in the Schneider fiefdom’s mansion, an explosive sound of destruction was heard, and something flew up.

“Uh…?”

“Uhh…?”

“What’s that? What’s….”

Kuuuung!

It was then.

While everyone was stuttering, something that shot out from the Schneider fiefdom’s mansion landed in front of Count Schneider.

And then….

“I….”

A voice that seemed to be growling from the depths of hell was heard.

“Huh…? Uhh?”

“No way.”

Everyone knew.

That appearance, that killing intent, that madness.

It was the appearance of a man everyone knew well.

“I held it in and held it in….”

It raised its head.

Those who met the eyes glittering with madness flinched for a moment, and at the same time, a roar erupted.

“If I hold it in any longer, I think I’ll get cancer, so I came out, you sons of bitches!”

Patrick Schneider.

Returns after a year.

***

“Young Master?”

“Young Master! Is that you, Young Master?”

“Ooooh, Yupinel.”

The knights and soldiers of the Schneider fiefdom who were watching this situation couldn’t believe their eyes.

In the worst situation where their lord had to suffer humiliation and disgrace.

As if he had been waiting, Patrick had resurrected.

And the first thing the resurrected Patrick did was….

“Which bastard is it?”

At Patrick’s growling voice, everyone flinched.

They didn’t know who the ‘which bastard’ that just came out of his mouth was.

But everyone hoped it wasn’t them.

In fact, the knights who met Patrick’s eyes all vehemently shook their heads, expressing ‘it’s not me.’

And the moment Patrick’s gaze landed on Prince Dawson….

“Wh… what? How dare you, of the Harbor Kingdom….”

“It’s you.”

Prince Dawson’s heart seemed to sink and fall below his body.

And….

“It’s you, you bastard!”

This feeling might soon become a reality.

Patrick’s fist, having closed the distance in an instant, exploded on Prince Dawson’s face.

Jjeo-eo-eo-eok!

Prince Dawson, spinning round and round in the air.

Patrick stretched out his left hand and grabbed the collar of Prince Dawson, who was spinning like a roulette wheel in the air.

And to Prince Dawson, who was squirming with a crushed face….

“This bastard dares? Huh? You wanna die? You want to die? Huh? I’ll just crush you!”

Jjeok jjeok jjeok jjeok jjeok jjeok.

Every time Patrick’s fist slammed into Prince Dawson’s face, a squishy yet sticky sound could be heard in real time.

At the same time, a thread of blood stretched between Patrick’s fist and Prince Dawson’s face.

The envoy of the Harbor Kingdom, terrified by the scene, hastily intervened.

“What are you doing?”

“You baaaastard!”

They drew their swords and rushed at Patrick.

But what meaning could that possibly have?

The opponent in front of them now was Patrick Schneider.

“Alright? I was going to beat you bastards up anyway!”

Patrick, still holding Prince Dawson’s collar in one hand, charged towards the envoy of the Harbor Kingdom.

And then….

Jjeo-eok! Kwajik! Ppudeudeuk. Ppeok!

A scene of a brutal tragedy ensued.

“Oh boy, our Young Master is the same as ever.”

“He was lying in bed for a year, how can he do that?”

“How should I know? How can I, a human, understand the ecosystem of a demon?”

The knights watched this scene and nodded their heads as if it were a matter of course.

Was it okay to beat up the prince and envoy of a nation like that?

It wasn’t.

Normally, it wasn’t okay.

But that was human logic, and it didn’t apply to the great demon from hell, Patrick Schneider.

And aside from all that….

‘Haaaa. That’s refreshing.’

‘I feel so relieved.’

‘This refreshing feeling welling up from the depths of my soul is….’

Wasn’t it so refreshing?

To the entire party of the Schneider fiefdom, who had been boiling with anger because of those rotten bastards but couldn’t step forward and had to endure and endure, it was just a beautiful scene of just desserts.

However….

“Stop! Stop it at once, will you?”

There was someone who couldn’t agree with that.

Marquis Antonio Panola.

He shouted loudly at Patrick with the dignity befitting the commander of the Royal Knightly Order.

“What in the world is this? Is the Schneider family trying to cause a diplomatic issue for the kingdom without any… Kuwe-ek!”

“Who’s this bastard now?”

Though it had no effect.

The sight of Marquis Panola flying away after being squarely kicked in the face by Patrick.

The knights of the Schneider County family smiled contentedly as they watched the scene.

***

A little while later.

For now, Patrick’s rampage had stopped.

The one who had stopped the rampage that seemed unstoppable by anyone was….

[Patrick!]

[Krrrrr. Which…. Uh, Mother?]

[Patrick. My son!]

It was Ava.

Only after she had rushed over upon hearing the news and embraced Patrick in her arms did Patrick’s fist, which had been holding Prince Dawson’s collar, slowly release.

And now.

Humans with swollen faces were gathered in front of Patrick.

“So, you, what’s your name again?”

“The… the Prince Dawson of the great Harbor Kingdom….”

“Sssseub….”

“Dawson Abraham Harbor… it is… sir.”

Patrick’s gaze shifted to the side.

“What’s your name?”

“…….”

“You wanna die?”

Flinching at Patrick’s gaze, which would not tolerate a single shred of defiance, the opponent revealed his name.

“It is Marquis Antonio Panola… sir.”

“Panola… Panola Panola…. I’ve heard that name somewhere before.”

Patrick thought, scratching his head.

At that sight, Marquis Panola became emotional and shouted.

“Are you saying you’ve forgotten about my sons?!”

Ppeo-eok!

“Who do you think you’re rudely shouting at? I’ll beat you up.”

He had already beaten him.

But Marquis Panola, as if he couldn’t stand this, retorted.

“They are my sons who were kicked out of the Academy by you. And you say you don’t remember?”

“Kicked out of the Academy by me?”

“That’s right. They were miserably beaten and kicked out, and they still haven’t recovered from the emotional trauma. Are you still going to deny it?”

Then Patrick scratched his head and said.

“There were one or two bastards like that.”

“…….”

Marquis Panola’s jaw dropped.