The Shepherd Alone on the Hill is a Genius Wizard-Chapter 115: The Thunder Lord’s Heir (1)

At the words of Arabion’s head, Badal, the noisy plains instantly fell silent.

No matter how angry they were, it was difficult to raise their voices carelessly before this powerful mage.

["Regarding this matter, I shall entrust all authority to Lin Arabion, my beloved sixth cousin and hero who led us to victory in the Dakan battle. Please treat his words as if they were my own."]

After saying that, Badal closed his eyes like a powerless old man and stepped back several paces.

The vassals didn’t protest against him putting forward a proxy even after personally appearing in such an important situation.

After all, if the head directly intervened, they would have to engage in dialogue while feeling intimidated, so this was more advantageous, and above all, Badal who stepped back looked genuinely exhausted.

Shortly after, Lin, the Arabion elder whom Badal had just introduced, took his place.

"Now, everyone please listen. The documents that have been circulating..."

Devastatingly, he continued with claims that a Zahar noble had recently infiltrated the main house, stolen various confidential documents, and forged them.

Though this was quite close to the truth except for the fact that the Zahar noble wasn’t actually from House Zahar, it naturally didn’t resonate with the vassal houses.

"Since when has Arabion’s stronghold been so lax? What about the Fortress of Light?"

"The circumstances written in the documents match exactly with my brother’s death! We’ve already arrested and interrogated someone who claimed to have seen Masu! Forgery my foot!"

"Stop talking nonsense!"

Perhaps because the elder was less intimidating than the head, the heads of the vassal houses raised their voices one after another to refute his claims.

Taking advantage of this commotion, Turan called Asiz who was beside him.

"Asiz."

"Hm? What?"

"That person over there, do you know what bloodline they have?"

What Turan pointed to was a well-built middle-aged woman standing among young nobles of the frost bloodline.

He singled her out because the symbol residing in her body was the same tightly clenched fist shape he had seen in Badal earlier.

"Ah... she’s probably someone who married into their house like Uncle Haram’s wife, maybe specialized in close combat?"

"Could you find out for sure?"

"Is it important?"

"Very."

"Wait a bit."

Without asking further, Asiz immediately approached them and struck up a conversation.

Though the frost bloodline nobles showed signs of annoyance at the uninvited guest interrupting during an important conversation, before long they seemed to warm up to Asiz’s sociability and showed smiles.

It took less than three minutes for him to find out the answer and return.

"They say she’s of the history bloodline. But why suddenly ask about this?"

Turan was about to answer but closed his mouth after glancing at Badal standing some distance away.

Though Arabion’s bloodline ability was only reading wind flows, not enhanced hearing... somehow, he felt uneasy that someone of his level might be able to read conversations by controlling all the winds in the area.

"It’s too open here, I’ll tell you later."

"After we return?"

"Yes."

While placating Asiz, Turan recalled the bloodlines he had seen in Arabion Head Badal earlier.

The lightning-filled cloud symbolizing the storm bloodline and the clenched fist.

Meaning he possessed three bloodline abilities: wind, lightning, and strength.

’Yet Badal’s parents were nobles of Arabion and Kamain bloodlines.’

Of course, since the family tree he saw in the study didn’t show what bloodlines Badal’s grandparents’ generation had, there was a possibility of atavism occurring from above, but Turan internally suspected that history bloodline was something artificially created.

Because both Solif and Meisa only had two bloodlines.

Perhaps their work of ’processing the mind’ was a necessary condition for granting new bloodline abilities.

While lost in such thoughts, he heard Berk Head Midela shouting in a shrill voice from behind.

"I don’t want to say much more. Give appropriate punishment to those who tormented Lady Meisa! My niece! How cruelly must they have treated her for the heir of a great house to flee from her own house!?"

While Solif beside him flinched unnecessarily, those nearby unanimously agreed with shouts of "That’s right!"

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The documents recording Arabion nobles’ corruption were full of instances of disadvantages given to vassal houses that hadn’t colluded with them, but the largest portion was about the torment of Meisa.

While it might be natural to handle family matters internally, hadn’t they gone too far?

Moreover, many of those gathered here were distant relatives of Midela and thus could be said to have blood relations with Meisa.

To begin with, the wellbeing of a great house’s next head was a major concern for the vassal houses who should be under their protection.

To this, the elder hesitated for a moment before bringing up unexpected words.

"According to those documents, Meisa... that is, Lady Meisa supposedly ran away on her own, but the truth is different. Lady Meisa was kidnapped while out for a walk outside the city. By those Zahar bastards."

"What?"

"What nonsense is this now..."

"Are there only idiots in our Arabion that no one noticed dozens of Zahar nobles invading? Or what, did Zahar’s head personally come to the Dakein Plains?"

At someone’s final words, the nobles instinctively looked at Badal Arabion.

After all, if Zahar, those desert murderers, had really come, they would need the powerful head’s strength to face them.

However, instead of saying anything, Badal simply closed his wrinkled eyes silently.

To this, the elder cleared his throat with a "hem" to draw attention and spoke.

"We’re currently investigating internally who kidnapped her, but with everyone distrusting us and divided like this, things cannot proceed properly. So please cooperate. If our Arabion stands united, how dare those filthy desert hounds from the desert attempt to violate the descendants of the Thunder Lord?"

It seemed the Arabion main house was determined to push this situation as the work of Zahar nobles.

After all, there was no better method for filling internal cracks than emphasizing external enemies.

Moreover, considering they were already in collusion with the Zahar side, even in the worst case they could just stage a fight.

"Could all of this really be Zahar’s plot?"

"If that’s true, wouldn’t that be a problem in itself? It would mean Arabion completely failed to respond to their schemes..."

"Come to think of it, that’s true too."

However, there was something the elder hadn’t expected - the vassal houses interpreted such claims as a loss of Arabion’s leadership.

Normally they wouldn’t dare say such things before that powerful head, but it was different when he was groaning with age like now.

Seeing the murmuring spread, a look of realization crossed the elder’s face.

"Now, wait..."

"Step back for a moment, Lin."

The elder who was about to say something quickly stepped back at the aged voice stopping him.

It was because Badal, who had been quietly keeping his eyes closed until now, stepped forward.

As the old head took the lead again, the vassal house members also stopped their criticism and looked at him.

"As mentioned earlier, it appears Zahar nobles were involved in this incident. However, some of the disadvantages inflicted on the vassals were clearly the responsibility of our bloodline, so for this, I shall form an investigation team including some of you to investigate."

Though he didn’t use wind magic like before, Badal’s voice was much more powerful and clear than earlier, reaching even those quite far away.

That wasn’t the only change.