Translator: Wan ED/PR: Fan
Lucion stopped at the wide road for a moment and looked back.
When he met eyes with the knight, the knight naturally hid in a place where he couldn’t be seen.
After all, it seemed like he received an order from Carson not to take his eyes off of him.
[24 seconds.]
[19 seconds.]
As the countdown was gradually decreasing, Lucion showed a small smile to the knight and moved with big strides.
Hyum naturally also increased his speed and stuck close to Lucion.
[Run!]
Following Russell’s words, Lucion dashed forward.
While the knight momentarily flinched, one, two, three carriages entered from the alley to organize the road.
“Everyone, please step aside for the parade starting at four o’clock!”
Behind the shouting person, other carriages entered, and soldiers came out and started to cut off the road.
“Hey, You can’t, sir. This road is off-limits until the end of the event.”
The soldiers blocked the knight who tried to chase Lucion.
“Please step aside. I’m escorting right now.”
The knight wasn’t flustered and showed his sword engraved with Cronia’s emblem.
The moment he saw Cronia’s emblem, the soldier urgently asked.
“Are You perhaps… escorting saint-nim, right now?”
When the knight quietly raised a finger, the soldier was startled and commanded other soldiers.
A road was made for the knight alone.
“My greatest apologies. This way, please.”
“Thank You.”
The knight nodded to the soldiers and quickly passed him with big strides.
However, Lucion was nowhere to be seen.
The knight knelt down and examined footprints.
Slightly pointy footprints lead to the left.
‘There is a smell.’
Because his arm was broken, Lucion was enveloped in a special smell of medicine.
— Whatever happens, don’t take your eyes off of Lucion.
The knight abruptly recalled Carson’s words while he entered the alley.
The smell disappeared here.
It was as if he dissolved into thin air.
The knight’s face bleached.
***
[It’s okay here.]
After crossing four blocks with Shadow Movement, Lucion was able to breathe again at Russell’s words.
‘I threw him off.’
Lucion chose an alley without people, changed his hood and boots, and lastly put on his mask.
“Hyum. You…”
“I’m ready.”
Hyum already changed into a girl.
‘I would like to change my appearance with the press of a button too.’
Lucion was really envious of Hyum.
It was troublesome to bring clothes and a mask with him, and it was difficult to change.
However, he didn’t have a lot of time.
Once this was over, he would be able to comfortably grow the organization and swiftly trample the bastards who blocked his path in the future.
‘Red thread…’
Lucion recalled Heint, but soon shook his head.
He decided to postpone thinking about the red threads.
What he had to do right now was kill those three bastards.
— Lucion. Did Latta do well? Did Latta use less Darkness this time?
Latta stuck to Lucion’s leg and stomped her front paw, asking to praise her quickly.
While he was laying sick, Latta spent a substantial amount of time playing with a ball or using Shadow Movement on her own.
Perhaps it was a type of training through play since the amount of consumed Darkness decreased a little.
“Well done.”
When Lucion petted her, Latta smiled faintly and reached towards Lucion’s shadow.
— We have to use Whoosh one more time, right? Latta will enter the shadow and try to use Whoosh.
“Good idea.”
Lucion was also curious, so he didn’t stop Latta.
— Hihihi. Are we going?
After Latta entered Lucion’s shadow, they started to hastily move towards their destination.
The party the three bastards were at was held in the villa of a certain count family.
At places where nobles gathered, there would also be knights and mages, and there would be barrier mages or defense mages close by, too.
‘Then, the first thing…’
Lucion stopped in his tracks when he got close to the villa and looked at Russell.
Russell sighed deeply at that gaze.
Lucion was probably the only disciple who shoved his master around this much.
[Okay. Okay. What can I do when my disciple asks? I have to go.]
“Thank You.”
Hearing Lucion’s thanks, Russell slowly headed towards the mansion, as if his body was very heavy.
‘Let’s quickly get rid of them and go back quickly.’
He felt sorry for the knight that would be wandering around, searching for him right now, but it couldn’t be helped.
Usually he should learn what kind of information those three bastards knew about Cronia, but if not now, he would have to go around the entire Tesealla Empire to catch them.
Viscount Telem Meil was from the north.
Count Dortor Sopran was from the east.
Marchioness Orion Zytran was from the south.
‘Awful…’
If the Shadow Movement Latta learned develops more one day, will he be able to cross the whole Tesealla Empire in one day?
Lucion put those thoughts on hold and called Hyum.
“Hyum.”
“Yes, Young Master.”
Hyum looked at him.
Her clear eyes felt heavy today.
“You have to kill three people today.”
“Young Master, You don’t have to worry about that part. As a monster, I feel no sense of guilt about harming humans and have almost no fear of death.”
Hyum quietly took out a dagger.
“I’ll kill them with this today. I think it will be better this way.”
Lucion nodded at her calm voice.
“I hope we can obtain some information from those bastards, so put it off for now.”
“Rather than that, is it okay to kill three people at once like this? Won’t it be obvious that it was Young Master? Or won’t they learn that the information from the rat hole was stolen…?”
“No. You’re thinking about it wrongly.”
Lucion raised two fingers.
“Hyung-nim went to the imperial palace today. This means Cronia didn’t make any noticeable moves.”
He folded one finger.
“That rat hole can’t be easily moved. In addition, there is no evidence.”
There was laughter mixed into Lucion’s voice.
It was really fun to confuse his enemies.
‘The rat hole has to remain.’
Every month, free information would be put in there, so it was a place that couldn’t disappear.
But he couldn’t let the information about him or Cronia be included in this, so once he returned to the border, he planned to clean up everything at the mansion.
[Lucion.]
After a while, Russell returned.
[The mansion is just big and the security is shabbier than expected. The three bastards you’re looking for happened to just gather on the balcony.]
“Those bastards know each other?”
[It seems so. No. They probably haven’t finished the conversation yet, so you can listen in person.]
Russell was about to talk more, but stopped himself.
As when he listened to them, their conversation just began, so he thought it wouldn’t be too late to go now.
[There are just a few items containing Light. They won’t be a big problem for you, so go without worry. I’ll send a signal.]
Russell headed to the mansion at a much faster speed compared to before.
— Huhu, Latta is ready anytime!
Latta’s voice was bright, but in contrast, Hyum’s face stiffened.
“I haven’t learned how to move without sound yet. What if I make a sound?”
“If someone notices you, cover their mouths first. And twist their necks.”
Lucion taught her a way of solving problems he often saw on TV.
He thought that if it was Hyum, she would be able to use it very well.
“Ah. That’s an easier way than I thought. Then I will use it.”
At last, Hyum smiled.
Tic.
Lucion felt his hair stand up for a moment.
‘… That wasn’t a signal from master-nim, was it?’
“What’s the matter?”
Hyum asked.
“Nothing. I just had a strange feeling… coming.”
Feeling his Darkness wriggle, Lucion knew it was a signal sent by Russell.
— Goes!
Latta shouted happily.
***
“…. So what did that person say?”
The moment they entered the mansion with Shadow Movement, they heard a man’s voice.
It was certainly Viscount Telem Meil’s voice.
The voice was coming from the left of the balcony.
Without a chance to listen to Latta’s happy voice, Lucion waved his hand at Hyum to lock the door.
Hyum confirmed that the door was locked from the beginning and returned to Lucion.
[The door was locked in the first place. See, it’s really lax.]
Russell smirked.
‘From the looks of it, those three closed the door here? So no one heard what they’re saying.’
Lucion leaned his ears.
“What did he say? That bitch Devia got caught, so we should be careful with our words and actions to not tip off Cronia for the moment. Unlucky punk.”
From the female voice, it seemed to be Marchioness Orion Zytran.
“Frankly speaking… Haven’t You had the thought that it’s time to back out?”
It was a man’s voice, but not Viscount Telem’s voice.
‘The only one remaining is Count Dortor Sopran.’
“Now?”
Orion let out a short laugh.
“If he opens his mouth, that’s the end of us. Did you forget that because of that bitch Devia Jeven, the entire Jeven family was instantly annihilated?”
At the words Orion spit out, Telem said:
“Madam is right. Cronia has enough power to do that.”
“So, Count Dortor has to be especially cautious. You have clients who directly deal with Cronia.”
“… Ha. Madam. Is there no way to do anything about that bastard?”
Dortor asked Orion as if begging.
Thud!
The sound of hitting the table was heard.
“I don’t know that bastard’s name or face, so what way could I have? If I knew the identity of that bastard, that fucker might be dead already. The one most frustrated is me.”
Orion’s voice raised.
“Madam.”
At that moment, Telem quietly spoke.
“Speak.”
“So… it was just for a moment, but I saw a cross scar on that bastard’s hand.”
“Cross scar?”
‘Cross scar…?’
After Orion’s voice, Lucion’s lips twitched.
He already got a hand on one clue.
“Yes. The last time I met him, when he was leaving, I saw his hand sticking out of the screen for a moment.”
“Why are you telling me only now?”
Orion rebuked Telem.
Toc.
He heard the sound of a teacup being placed down.
“If you spoke earlier, I would have already figured him out. Cross scar… cross scar.”
Lucion focused on the words that focused on something.
If it was her, she might know something about a cross scar.
“Do You know that person perhaps?”
Dortor asked.
“The scope is too wide. There is no one who showed such a scar among the nobles with the status of a knight. I know of…”
Suddenly, Orion’s words stopped.
No matter how much he waited, he didn’t hear anything. Lucion thought it was strange.
‘Did someone come?’
Lucion’s eyes quickly grew bigger.
‘What…?’
He saw a butterfly, who was flying around him, frozen, and the same was for Russell, Latta and Hyum.
‘Stopped?’
He didn’t see anything moving, as if time had stopped.
It was the first time the world has stopped since he got the threads showing his fate.
‘What the hell…’
Lucion’s thoughts stopped for a second.
It was different.
It was different from that time. Something felt ominous and dark.
Chink.
At that time, just like when he obtained the threads, writing appeared and disappeared fast.
— That bastard is coming.
Chieeeink.
— Stay quiet.
Even the twisting writing had a frozen appearance, it looked too ominous.
Kieeek.
He heard the sound of a door opening from somewhere.
In that instant, cold sweat started to flow down Lucion’s whole body.
That sound came from above.
*~*~*
Translator’s note: Must be the ghost of the abandoned knight.
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