Translator: Wan ED/PR: Fan
Russell couldn’t soothe his shocked mind at all.
‘Was it really possible?’
He naturally expected that the Darkness would follow Lucion’s orders.
Because there was no warlock who had reached this stage that wouldn’t be able to give the Darkness orders.
The problem was what followed.
‘The Darkness, which finished its role, disappears?!’
The usage of black magic has three major steps.
1. Darkness is given an order.
2. Darkness follows the order.
3. The connection with the Darkness, which fulfilled its role of following the order, is cut off.
The reason behind the last step was simple.
The Darkness, which fulfilled its role, won’t listen to an order again, so it has to be forcibly sent out.
This step was the most complicated and difficult, but Lucion automatically skipped this last step.
If compared to a mage, it was as if he succeeded in casting a spell without chanting.
‘… I took an outstanding guy as my disciple, huh!’
Russell was more than happy.
This fact was also a great blessing for Lucion.
As he skipped an entire step, he could get much further ahead of the others from the beginning.
But Russell didn’t tell him that.
Because vanity was the most fearful enemy.
“Master-nim?”
Lucion called out to the dazed Russell.
[… Ah, I didn’t expect you to succeed on the first attempt.]
Russell soon spoke with a peaceful smile.
[How is it? Do you feel relieved?]
“Being relieved doesn’t matter if negativity might have piled up.”
Lucion didn’t want to pile up negativity because of this kind of bastard.
[The negativity won’t pile up, so don’t worry. Unless you’re corrupted, attacking ghosts is a method of releasing it instead.]
“So, You mean that I can bring ghosts under my feet?”
The ghosts in the world of the living were bastards full of lingering attachments.
As a warlock, who forced them into the cycle of life and death, wasn’t he a fearful existence?
[That’s right. But of course, it doesn’t apply to me.]
While Russell puffed with pride, he pointed at the ghost whose soul still didn’t return.
[This guy is a vulgar ghost, so send him out.]
Following Russell’s finger, which pointed down, Lucion moved the Darkness.
‘Strike down!’
The foggy Darkness came out from Lucion’s palm and struck down on the ghost’s head like a whip.
Whack!
The ghost turned black.
[Ah, I can’t! I can’t leave like this! I still. Still….]
The ghost couldn’t continue his words as he had already turned into powder and disappeared.
[He didn’t disappear but returned to prepare to be reborn.]
Russell pointed at the sky.
[How is it, Lucion?]
At Russell’s question, Lucion repeatedly clenched and unclenched his fists.
“Master-nim.”
[Yeah.]
Russell looked into Lucion’s eyes, overflowing with life, and smiled.
“I still have many things to overcome, but my world has changed.”
[It’s only a starting point now. When we return to the mansion, you will have to train until you vomit.]
“Yes. I’ll train hard.”
Lucion observed the powder scattered by the wind.
In the novel there was a scene of a warlock dominating ghosts.
Will he also be able to do that one day?
[Anyhow, it’s time to go and get my gift.]
Russell extended a hand to Lucion and then spoke while looking back.
[You were right. The escort followed.]
Lucion, who at last wiped the sweat on his forehead, followed Russell’s gaze.
Kicking up a dust cloud, someone was coming towards him.
“Young Master!”
Lucion thought the voice was familiar.
‘Who is it?’
Lucion tried to stand up, but his legs didn’t obey him as if they had lost strength.
“Neigh.”
Syandra slowly helped Lucion stand up, matching his height.
“Good.”
Lucion praised Syandra, smiling.
“Young Master!”
Someone got off the horse and hastily ran towards Lucion.
“Are You okay? I’ll take you to a clinic straight away!”
The man was shocked by Lucion’s appearance.
Besides staggering while dripping with cold sweat, his hands were covered in dirt.
No matter how one looked, he seemed to have fallen off his horse.
“Who are you?”
Lucion stared at the man.
The face looked pretty familiar.
“Me? Jerno. Ah…! Will You perhaps recognize me if I do this?”
Jerno covered his face as if he was wearing a helmet.
‘…Ah. Right, it’s Jerno.’
At last, Lucion nodded.
Up till now, he only saw Jerno armed, so his casual appearance felt unfamiliar.
Jerno was one of very few people who were friendly towards him.
He was the vice captain of the Cronia first knight order, to which Carson belonged to.
[Right. Jerno.]
Russell also recognized Jerno a bit late.
“Did Father send you?”
Lucion asked.
“No. I’m off duty today at Carson-nim’s orders… ah, what I meant was that I’m extremely honored to be with the young master…”
“So, it was not Father, but Hyung-nim who ordered you?”
“Yes. I was ordered by the first young master.”
Lucion’s face crumpled slightly at Jerno’s answer.
It was slightly uncomfortable.
“… Ah. Are You hurt? Your complexion doesn’t look good.”
Jerno asked late.
“I’m fine. It was just a long time since I rode a horse, so I made a mistake.”
“Young Master, can I accompany the young master?”
“Didn’t Hyung-nim send you with that purpose?”
“First young master told me to explicitly ask about the youngest young master’s will.”
Lucion took a breath and climbed onto Syandra.
“Follow.”
“Thank You!”
Jerno also climbed onto his horse and smiled naturally.
But he didn’t speak to Lucion any longer.
Because he knew that Lucion hated noisy situations and situations when someone entered a certain distance from him, he noticeably fell back and stopped talking.
***
The moment Lucion arrived in the city, he left his horse at the inn and followed the direction pointed out by Russell.
‘Magic bank?’
Luteon Magic Bank.
Seeing Luteon’s insignia, he stopped in his tracks for a moment.
A magic bank, in addition to working as a financial institution exactly like an ordinary bank, was also a place for safekeeping any kind of valuables.
Like one could receive interest for depositing money, one could receive interest in exchange for depositing valuables and permitting to exhibit them.
The aim was to build trust by raising their prestige and security based on the items they safe-kept to attract customers.
Lucion was full of expectations.
“Young Master. How about we stop by a clinic first?”
Jerno, who was trying hard to endure, spoke up.
“I’m fine, so wait here.”
Lucion gave an order, left Jerno behind without listening to his reply, and entered the bank.
“Please come in.”
A staff member greeted him politely.
The only people who came to a magic bank were people with a lot of money.
But the gazes directed at the tightly hooded Lucion weren’t very nice.
‘Blue thread… it seems.’
Seeing a blue thread intertwine with him when he entered the bank, Lucion hesitated.
But unlike before, this one didn’t turn taut.
‘Something will happen here? Or something is already happening?’
Lucion was unsure, as he looked at the thread which led outside the bank.
The moment he stepped out of the bank, the thread that tightly wrapped around Lucion’s body disappeared in a blink.
Lucion blankly stared at that scene.
The thread was a signal that meant he was close to a point where he could resist fate.
‘It wasn’t revealed in the novel, but I probably originally came to this place. Because at some point master-nim would’ve given me a gift.’
Lucion worried for a moment.
[What is it? Is it perhaps your first time at a magic bank?]
At Russell’s question, Lucion freed himself from his thoughts and looked at Russell.
“What is it? Is there perhaps a problem?”
Jerno, who was waiting outside, also asked Lucion.
‘In the case that I really was destined to come to this place…’
Lucion looked at the magic bank again.
He was sick of hiding and avoiding things now.
He was going to check with his own eyes what would happen.
“I just stepped outside for a moment because my chest felt stuffy, don’t worry.”
Lucion controlled his expression and said.
“Young Master. Please kindly allow me to go in with You.”
He didn’t know if it was because of Jerno’s request coupled together with his own thoughts, but the blue thread, which led somewhere, appeared again.
Unlike before, it became taut, and Lucion’s eyes sparkled a bit.
‘… So, Jerno originally didn’t enter the bank?’
If so, he had to bring him along.
Lucion entered the bank while saying:
“Follow.”
“Yes! Thank You.”
Jerno’s voice was full of power.
“Please come in.”
Remembering Lucion’s actions a moment ago, a staff member looked at him with eyes full of wariness and approached.
“Customer-nim. I don’t mean to be impolite, but if You could take off the hood a bit…”
“Here.”
Before the employee approached, Jerno showed a necklace.
Was there anyone among the people living in Cronia who didn’t know that fox symbol?
It was a crest of the Cronia family.
“M-my mistake! I truly apologize! I-I didn’t know!”
After confirming it was a Cronia’s family member, the employee hurriedly bowed his head.
Though Cronia’s family head, Novio, was broad-minded, it was well-known that he would mercilessly deal with anyone who touched Cronia.
“Please be quiet now.”
At Jerno’s warning to not spread the information that a Cronia family member came, the employee nodded.
[I’m beginning to really like this Jerno.]
Russell also nodded, pleased.
“It’s pointless.”
Lucion lightly clicked his tongue at this scene.
Jerno would occasionally act as Lucion’s escort.
As he spent a few years at Lucion’s side, Jerno noticed that unlike his words, Lucion was happy.
“I apologize that I wasn’t able to accompany You to the previous banquet because of my duties.”
While on the subject, Jerno carefully apologized for the previous event.
“It’s already in the past.”
“The Hellion viscount bastards, who touched the young master at the banquet, may come looking for You soon.”
Jerno lowered his voice, and Lucion wrinkled his forehead.
“How shameless those bastards would be to come looking for me here?”
“Please don’t worry. I’ll personally shovel them into the ground.”
“I’m truly looking forward to it.”
At last, Lucion’s face relaxed, and he walked up to the bank counter.
One of the employees standing in the vicinity of the counter approached Lucion and guided him.
“I’ll wait here.”
Jerno took his spot.
Lucion nodded and followed the employee towards the counter.
“Customer-nim. With what matter did You come to us?”
At the employee’s question, Lucion looked at Russell.
It was his first time in a magic bank.
[Really? The first time?]
After Lucion slightly nodded, Russell opened his mouth.
[Say you’re withdrawing on behalf.]
“To withdraw something on behalf.”
“Please first fill out this form.”
The employee handed him a document.
Lucion wrote everything down and then hesitated at the blank space for his name.
“Do I really have to write my name?”
“Yes. In case a problem occurs with the proxy withdrawal, we will need customer-nim’s information to do our duty and retrieve the item.”
“In the case that my information is spread to other people, can I hold Luteon bank responsible?”
“Of course. Just as it’s stated in this document, when the status and information of the customer-nim is leaked by the bank operated by the Luteon family, we promise to take responsibility.”
Even after the employee’s words, Lucion hesitated for a while and then wrote down his name.
The employee, who accepted the document, stiffened for two seconds.
Lucion Cronia.
There was absolutely no one living in the Cronia family’s territory who didn’t know that name.
“The name of a person I’m withdrawing for is Russell Fall.”
Lucion accepted the employee’s reaction with familiarity and looked at Russell.
[Ask to take out no. 14.]
“Take out no. 14.”
“That, uh, I-I understand.”
The employee fumbled with his words and hurriedly stood up.
“What the hell is that gift?”
Lucion crossed his arms and leaned against the chair backrest while the employee went out.
[The best part of gifts is finding out for yourself.]
“I’m full of expectations.”
[You should be full of expectations. Because it’s an item you need, the only one in the world.]
Russell smiled confidently.
‘What the hell is it?’
Lucion couldn’t hide his rising expectations.
“Cu-customer-nim. Here is the no. 14 You have been looking for.”
The employee put down quite a luxurious-looking metal box, trembling.
Though he looked anxious, Lucion didn’t care as long as the item was okay.
Just when Lucion grabbed the box into his hand, the sound of urgent sirens rang out.
Wee-ooweeoo!
[… Is it a robbery?]
Russell ran his mouth with an absurd face.
*~*~*
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