Translator: Wan ED/PR: Fan
Chapter 8. I knew it would happen (2)
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“You mean there are over 50 of such metal boxes in Luteon Bank?”
Lucion looked at the employee and branch manager, who banged their heads against the floor, while sipping tea.
“Th-that’s correct!”
The branch manager’s face turned pale and replied with difficulty.
In brief, they meant that it was a coincidence, among coincidences, that the robber took his box.
‘How laughable. There are no such coincidences.’
Lucion giggled.
Russell looked at him with reluctance because of this laugh.
He thought he changed a bit, but he was slowly seeing his old self.
Lucion fiddled with the hem of his clothes while he thought:
‘Seeing as how the blue thread was cut off, I guess I originally would have had those earrings stolen from me here.’
However, that has changed.
He kept the earrings.
There was no other item like those earrings, as Russell made them.
As a result, he became the sole warlock who could check the amount of negativity he’s accumulated.
“Branch manager.”
Lucion softly opened his mouth.
But his expression wasn’t even a little bit friendly.
“Yes! Yo-young master!”
“Stand up.”
“Thank You!”
The branch manager and employee staggered then stood up with effort.
Their whole bodies were drenched in sweat, and they reeked with a terrible smell.
“I thought carefully how I should deal with it while drinking tea.”
At Lucion’s words, the two swallowed dry saliva.
Especially the face of the employee who sold out Lucion turned deadly pale.
“I decided that what this fucker did to me is too much for me to let it be buried.”
Lucion wasn’t a commoner.
“I’m a noble. And that was an unforgivable thing even if done against a commoner.”
Lucion gaze turned towards the employee.
“What’s more, I’m the son of the Cronia family, the owner of the land you’re standing on.”
The employee’s lips trembled.
“What you sold off was Cronia itself.”
“Yo-yo-young master! It-it appears I lost my mind for a moment. I never intended for such an outcome…”
“Shut. That. Mouth.”
Lucion forced himself to take back his hand that raised straight away.
Unnecessary violence would only spread useless rumors.
“So obediently wait for results from headquarters.”
Lucion stood up.
Jerno also followed after him.
[Oh! Are you certain?]
Seeing Lucion solve the incident without violence, he grinned again.
Anyhow, that employee wouldn’t be safe, even if Lucion was merciful to him.
Whom did he of all people touch?
‘There is no way Father will stay quiet.’
“You crazy fucker! From all people, you had to touch the Cronia family?”
Lucion turned his eyes towards where the branch manager’s rage-filled with voice was leaking outside.
[You have grown.]
Seeing Lucion’s new strategy, Russell smiled with satisfaction.
“That was a wise choice.”
Jerno also couldn’t endure the itchiness and opened his mouth.
Lucion couldn’t stand being offended.
Jerno was keeping tabs on the timing to stop Lucion if he wanted to wreak chaos in this case, too.
But Lucion has changed.
It really was as if he was a different person.
“Burdensome.”
Lucion waved his hand.
“Young master knows that those aren’t empty words.”
“Noisy.”
Unlike his uninterested voice, he suddenly started to walk faster.
***
The moment Lucion arrived at the mansion, he went to Novio straight away.
He could deal with it by himself, but he thought it was better to inform his father.
“Master-nim.”
Before Lucion knocked on the door, he took a moment to ask.
[Yeah.]
Russell’s eyebrows slightly furrowed.
He felt ticklish at the word ‘master-nim’ just like before.
“Was this matter related to Master-nim, perhaps?”
Lucion didn’t know Russell very well.
What author would allot a lot of time to a mid-boss’ master?
[No. Not related.]
Russell shook his head.
It didn’t seem like a lie.
“Thinking about it, I don’t know Master-nim very well.”
[That goes both ways. Because we didn’t exchange simple words, we didn’t have a chance to have a proper conversation.]
Russell also didn’t know Lucion.
Lucion hated ghosts, so he had to be satisfied that he had a mind broad enough to at least exchange words with him.
“My adolescence was long.”
At Lucion’s nonchalant words, Russell giggled.
He thought it was truly bold to describe one’s painful past as adolescence.
Russell hasn’t forgotten yet how Lucion looked when they first met, no different from a wild animal.
He thought about how the person hurt by both ghosts and people looked like.
Knock, knock.
Lucion knocked on the door.
“I came to see Father.”
The door opened straight away.
He saw the knight and butler serving at Novio’s side.
“Please come in, young master.”
Novio’s butler, Anthony, smiled calmly as he spoke.
Like Jerno, he was one of the few people who showed Lucion kindness.
“It has been a long time since Young Master came to the lord like this. This old man is very happy.”
“You’re talking about useless things.”
Lucion stared apathetically at Anthony.
“Is Father here?”
“Yes. He is inside. This old man shall go inform him about the news first.”
“Anthony.”
“Yes, young master.”
Anthony looked happily at Lucion as if he were looking at his own grandson.
“Stop saying ridiculous things.”
“I hope the young master will ignore the ridiculous things this old man says.”
Anthony smiled lightly and hastily walked towards the door to another room.
Knock knock.
When after knocking, he heard Novio’s words to enter inside, Anthony entered the room.
“What’s the matter?”
Novio put down the document he was looking at a moment ago and took a sip of tea, which had turned completely cold.
“The young master came to visit.”
At Anthony’s words, Novio’s eyes moved.
If it was Carson, didn’t he go to patrol the border today?
“Did something happen at the border?”
“It’s not the first young master, but the youngest young master.”
Anthony smiled contentedly.
“…Pfff!”
Novio spit out the tea he was drinking.
Anthony hurriedly handed Novio a handkerchief.
The coughing Novio just roughly wiped his face and opened his eyes wide.
“Wh-what did you just say?”
“The youngest young master came to visit.”
“Is he okay? Does it look like he is injured?”
“His complexion doesn’t look quite well, but he is not injured.”
At Anthony’s words, Novio swept his hand over his chest.
When he forcibly sent Lucion out, he would come back injured each time.
He couldn’t let him just spend all his life in the house, so he couldn’t not send him, but he ended up regretting it over and over again.
But this time, not only did he go out on his own, but he also returned without any injuries.
Yet besides Lucion’s praiseworthy achievement, Novio strangely couldn’t hide his uneasiness at the thought that he caused an even bigger incident.
“Anthony.”
“Yes, my lord.”
“Shouldn’t a report come that Lucion came back?”
Novio swallowed the fact that he was anxiously waiting for Lucion.
Anthony bowed deeply.
“My apologies. I don’t know what happened…”
“No. I wasn’t pressing you, so don’t apologize.”
“I’ll ask Sir Jerno, who returned together with the young master.”
“Why did Sir Jerno suddenly come up?”
At Novio’s question, Anthony also became confused and asked.
“Didn’t my lord give him an order?”
“… Ha. I guess that punk Carson somehow got involved somewhere in the middle.”
Novio smiled lightly at that.
“Tell Lucion to come in.”
“Understood.”
After polite goodbyes, Anthony went outside and called Lucion.
“What happened to you to come to me?”
Novio spoke first to Lucion, who opened his mouth.
[… Pft.]
Because Russell unintentionally eavesdropped on Novio and Anthony’s conversation, Russell couldn’t hold back laughter at their peaceful appearance.
Lucion glanced at Russell for a moment, but Russell shook his head as if it was nothing.
As the people in question showed that they wanted to hide it, Russell decided to pretend not to know anything.
“I’m sorry for coming so suddenly without prior words.”
After Lucion bowed, Novio put down the document he held in his hands and said.
“There is no need for such formalities between a father and a son. You can just come to visit me in the future if you so wish, so don’t talk about useless things.”
“Thank You.”
Lucion’s smile softened.
Novio stood up, walked up to the sofa at the side of the desk, and sat down first.
“Sit down.”
“Yes.”
Lucion also sat down.
He didn’t know why, but Novio’s eyes were unusually sparkling.
At the behavior of Novio, which he never showed until now, Lucion, though happy, was somewhat bothered.
“Father.”
“Yeah.”
Novio’s voice was low and soft.
“There was an incident.”
At the words Lucion brought up, Novio’s eyes momentarily trembled.
But Novio’s gaze directed towards Lucion didn’t shake that much.
Lucion calmly summarized the events that occurred at the Luteon Bank.
Even though Novio’s expression gradually twisted, he didn’t cut off Lucion.
“… On that ground, I truly plan to deal with it on my own. Isn’t right now different than the time from the banquet?”
Lucion behaved like a scumbag during the banquet, but the bank incident was different.
He was purely a victim, and the Luteon family would be in a state of chaos right now.
“Tell me if you need anything at any time.”
Unlike before, Novio didn’t stop Lucion.
Frankly, he wished to go to the Luteon family and flip them upside down, but he had to give that opportunity to Lucion.
“Then I’ll borrow Father’s seal straight away.”
Lucion stretched out his hand.
Wasn’t it obvious that the seal with the Cronia family’s crest would have a much better effect than Lucion Cronia’s name?
“Okay. Borrow it.”
Novio walked to the desk and handed him a family’s seal without hesitation.
“In a little bit, Viscount Hellion’s sons are said to be coming here under an excuse of apology.”
Novio gave a family’s seal to Lucion, while talking.
“Will it be okay if they do that?”
Novio, who spoke so carefully, changed.
The corners of Lucion’s mouth raised slightly as his chest tightened with a pleasant feeling.
“Isn’t the bastard, whose ear I bit, a knight? His strength was no joke.”
“A knight…?”
Novio cackled as if he was dumbfounded.
“Yeah. If you can become a knight by putting down money and buying knighthood, then he is a knight.”
‘So, he wasn’t a knight…?’
A suspicious smile hung on the corners of Lucion’s lips for a moment.
“There should be a decent way to hurt his pride. Isn’t it okay if he is my first sparring partner? So, Father, please postpone the meeting for a bit.”
“… Puhaha!”
Novio liked Lucion’s confidence.
And more than that, he liked his son’s eyes, which were livelier.
His son wanted it, so what was there to hesitate over as a father?
“Got it. I’ll postpone it until you’re ready.”
“Thank You. Then, as I’m tired, I’ll go back first.”
“Yeah. You still haven’t fully recovered from your injuries, so you have to rest.”
Novio stared at the back of the leaving Lucion.
Even after the door closed, he stared at that spot for a while.
***
“Young master. I left latchou in Your room.”
Jerno was waiting in front of Lucion’s room, and seeing Lucion come back, he opened his mouth.
On the road back to the mansion, Lucion bought some latchou.
As he couldn’t bring a lot of flowers in from the beginning, he bought just enough to put in the vase and was about to test it.
“I told you to just leave them in my room and go back. Is there perhaps something you have to say?”
Lucion stared at Jerno.
“No. I was waiting in case the young master had another order for me.”
“Bring me letter paper.”
“Yes! I’ll prepare it right away.”
[Truly commendable. Knowing you don’t have a servant, he waited here for work.]
Russell looked at Jerno’s back who immediately moved while speaking.
“I hate when people crowd around me.”
When Lucion frowned, Russell’s nose twitched.
[Do you intend on not having a servant?]
Lucion’s feet stopped in front of latchou.
“I’ll need a servant even if I don’t like it. Because I have to keep that absurd dignity.”
Lucion grabbed one latchou.
“I’ll begin with eating one at first.”
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