Translator: Wan ED/PR: Fan
“Everyone, don’t forget your roles. I’m a butler, Miella-ssi is a lord, Lenteal-ssi is a maid, Queit-ssi and Hamel-ssi are the escorts.”
Before Krone got off, he firmly assigned roles to everyone.
After Miella and Queit get off, Krone looked at Lucion.
“We’ve confirmed that there are no items containing Light in Zonest’s mansion. You can rest assured.”
“Okay.”
He already heard from Bethel.
Lucion, who was about to get off the carriage, looked at Krone.
“Are you afraid this time?”
“No. I’m not afraid. Unlike before, I’m now certain of my goal and what I have to protect.”
Ale was created to protect a single warlock.
Because it was also the decision Krone made, any hesitation to act towards that goal disappeared.
“Okay.”
Lucion replied lightly and got off the carriage.
[This time, you can be comfortable, no matter what happens.]
Russell pointed to the sword at Lucion’s waist.
There was a difference between people in the organization knowing that Lucion is a warlock, and people outside the organization knowing that Lucion is a warlock.
“Yes. That’s true.”
Lucion replied in a quiet voice, and looked at Bethel.
He planned to share body with her so other people wouldn’t realize he was a warlock.
‘It’s also an opportunity to accumulate actual experience.’
Lucion, who was about to enjoy himself, was suddenly startled.
Russell’s mental training.
Bethel’s physical training.
As they took turns to train, it would become really fun at some point, right?
If it didn’t, he would have to brainwash himself that it’s fun to endure, right?
Lucion suddenly felt a chill go down his whole body.
— What’s the matter, Lucion?
Latta asked from his shadow.
Lucion slightly shook his head and followed after Miella.
Behind Miella was Krone and Hyum.
Behind Krone and Hyum was Lucion and Queit.
And the assassins were mixed in among the organization members, who followed them disguised as soldiers.
[In consideration of Lord Lucion, I’ll only cut those bastards’ hands and feet. Is that okay, Russell?]
As the main gate of the Viscount Zonest family came into view, Bethel looked at Russell and said.
Lucion halted at the words ‘hands and feet’.
Didn’t she say it too lightly, as if talking about her hobby?
[Good. Very good. Just cutting off those two, they will be completely subdued.]
Russell’s face bloomed into a smile.
Hands were the mana outlet for most mages.
It was also very effective against the aura users who used mana physically.
Lucion wouldn’t accumulate negativity, and enemies would be fucking broken.
[If you feel a bit regretful, you can stomp on them a few times.]
Russell didn’t forget to suggest, in consideration of Bethel.
[Got it. But I plan to teach Lord Lucion about vital points, too. Is that okay?]
[Naturally. There are times when you have to kill even if you accumulate negativity!]
“You’re here! Welcome!”
At the obsequious voice that fell on his ears, Lucion unknowingly sneered.
Even though he clearly heard that laughter, the head of Zonest was busy smiling widely, while looking at Miella.
[… Wow. It’s the first time I’ve seen such an obsequious bastard.]
Russell lightly hit his forehead, cringing.
[Such bastards are more common than you might think. If you cut off their head, they become obedient.]
Bethel’s mumbled words were full of bones.
It looked like she really hated subservient bastards.
“I didn’t expect for Your Lordship to come in person.”
Miella spoke with her lips twitching.
She also was annoyed by Zonest’s threatening letters disguised as alliance proposals.
Maybe not so with one, but when thirty came, even a good-hearted person wouldn’t be able to help but be astonished.
In the last letter, he was threatening an all-out war with Chepplan.
“The Chepplan Lord so gracefully came, so don’t I have to welcome Her?”
Even so, at the shameless flapping of the mouth of Zonest’s head, Miella was naturally furious.
— Miella-ssi. As Krone-nim is here, don’t worry. You can use Your mouth as You like.
Remembering what Hamel said in the carriage, Miella didn’t worry and ran wild.
“I had come to see how much You were preparing for me.”
“… Yes?”
“You didn’t hear? I said I wanted to see how much His Lordship Zonest was preparing for me.”
At Miella’s soft words, Lucion openly laughed.
From the beginning, he didn’t plan to hold back laughter.
Why should he endure?
They were going to turn everything upside down anyway.
[Lord Lucion… really lives like there is no tomorrow.]
Bethel was truly worried, even though she was smiling.
“You there, in the mask! Are you laughing right now?”
He endured it once, but as if he couldn’t hold it back the second time, Zonest’s head pointed at Lucion.
“No. I suddenly thought of something funny and laughed. Ah, I apologize. I couldn’t control my thoughts. I’ll be cautious next time, so please forgive me, Your Lordship.”
It was mixed with mockery, but Lucion’s words were close to an apology.
However, because they contained no emotion, even that apology seemed to ridicule Zonest’s head.
[Puhaha!]
Russell grabbed his stomach at the Lucion-like actions and giggled.
Sure enough, he was trying to deliberately provoke the Zonest’s lord’s anger.
“You bastard…!”
“What do You think You’re doing right now?”
Miella snipped at the Zonest’s lord right away.
“Her Lordship surely heard that, too! That bastard…!”
“That bastard? He is my escort. His Lordship’s rude actions towards my escort are the same as spitting in my face. Please apologize.”
Since she grabbed his weakness, Miella had the upper hand anyway.
What will he do?
He couldn’t fight with Cronia.
“… I raised my voice at Her Lordship’s escort…”
Lord Zonest bit his lip. Veins bulged in his neck.
“I apologize.”
“It’s fine. You did it unconsciously, so what can You do? Let’s enter inside.”
Miella gave a carefree smile and took the lead as if she was the owner of the place.
However, Lord Zonest could only suppress the anger boiling inside of him.
‘… Okay. You can run wild just for now, you bitch.’
Family power passed through bloodline.
The only descendant of the Chepplan family was Miella Chepplan.
If she dies, he could get his hands on the Viscount Chepplan family’s assets.
And that was an actual power.
Lord Zonest forced his face, which gained dozens of years, to move.
With a wide smile that anyone could see, he chased after Miella’s back, and then for a very short moment, he glared at Lucion.
‘I’m going to rip you to pieces and kill you, you bast… Hic!’
Suddenly sensing a murderous intent, Zonest looked around, and met eyes with the maid Miella brought.
His legs trembled because of grimness, like that of claws of a beast.
[Calm down, Hyum.]
Russell quietly soothed Hyum, and Hyum turned away her head and licked her lips, as if in regret.
***
Lucion stealthily grabbed Krone and whispered to him, who was going to get something.
“I’ll leave for a moment with Lenteal.”
“Where are You going?”
“Walk.”
“… Walk?”
Krone looked at Lucion with dubious eyes.
You’re going to take a walk in the mansion of the enemy, who is sharpening his sword right now?
[Krone is going to handle it, even if you stay still. Why can’t you do that?]
Recognizing the pretense right away, Russell frowned.
— Huhu. It’s Latta’s time to use Whoosh!
Lucion’s shadow momentarily fluttered.
“What do You mean?”
Krone asked again.
“I thought of something fun. Contact me if you see any signs.”
Lucion’s mask turned yellow.
Lucion didn’t plan to interrupt Krone’s plan.
He was trying to get a justification of Lord Zonest attacking Miella first, anyway.
In addition, whether the Raint Mercenaries were locked up or not wouldn’t affect Krone’s plan.
They had many of their troops in front of the mansion anyway, so isn’t the more the better?
“Ah, can I fiddle with the plan a bit?”
When Lucion asked like a rascal, Krone nodded.
“Do whatever You want.”
The moment he obtained permission, Lucion tapped Queit on the shoulder and gestured to him to follow.
Still, the head of Zonest didn’t move.
They used the disorganized atmosphere around to naturally leave the room, while Lucion body-shared with Bethel.
Because of the mumbled words, Queit briefly looked at him, but he didn’t notice any change about Lucion.
Because Bethel already figured out the location of the Viscount Zonest family while scouting, she knew where there were people, and where there weren’t.
Moving Lucion’s body, Bethel entered the room where there was no one.
[It’s okay to talk now, Lord Lucion.]
Bethel informed Lucion that no one was around.
“Queit-ssi.”
Lucion spoke up.
“Which bastards do I have to kill?”
Queit took out a map.
It was a simple map of the Zonest mansion made by the Ratmen, based on their reconnaissance.
‘You’re quick-witted.’
Lucion was pleased.
Bethel moved Lucion’s hand and used the pen handed to him by Queit.
She didn’t forget to write down brief descriptions of the targets to be killed.
“Can I kill those bastards beforehand?”
Queit asked, and Lucion nodded.
Lucion planned to move Krone’s plan forward.
“That’s right.”
“Understood. I’ll deal with them quickly.”
“Okay. You go first.”
Lucion pointed at the door, urging Queit to leave.
“Hamel-nim… What is Your role?”
Because of the many eyes in the carriage, he couldn’t ask, so Queit spoke up now.
Hamel wasn’t included in the plan explained by Krone.
No, because Hamel wasn’t mentioned at all, he naturally expected he wasn’t participating in this plan.
“I’m watch… no, I don’t have a role. To be precise, I’m a spectator.”
A voice mixed with laughter leaked from Lucion.
Queit, who clearly heard that he probably came to watch, made a subtle face.
Is it that he has big guts?
Or no worry about the world?
“Hamel-nim… is truly an incomprehensible Person…”
“He is a profound Person.”
Hyum spoke up, as if refuting.
[No, he is reckless.]
Russell looked at him with a face like he wanted to hit Lucion in the head right now.
He expected him to not do anything, but he is wandering around.
It’s like he didn’t know what doing nothing was.
“I… understand. Until then.”
Worried that he would get in something annoying, because of her gaze that looked like she wanted to kill and eat him, Queit bowed and left.
Hyum frowned, then quickly bowed to Lucion.
“I apologize for a moment ago and right now.”
“Why?”
“My attitude was rude. I’m very worried that I disgraced Hamel-nim.”
“Are you Hyum right now? When I’m Hamel, you’re also not a valet, so don’t worry.”
Hyum blinked with a stunned face.
It seemed she didn’t understand, so Lucion explained again.
“So you don’t have to act like a valet right now.”
“Ah. I understand.”
Hyum’s expression was still stiff.
“But I think there is a problem with my actions right now. I have less patience than expected. What should I do to learn patience?”
“It was fine right now, too.”
“Really?”
— Ye! Hyum is very patient. If there is a snack in front of Latta, her tail shakes on its own and when she comes back to her senses, the plate is empty, but Hyum shares what Hyum eats with Latta! Hyum is kind!
Latta spoke with a kind voice.
“Then I have patience. I’ll correct myself.”
Hyum at last smiled.
Lucion found Latta and Hyum’s conversation ridiculous, and Bethel snickered.
She wanted to pet Hyum, but realizing it was Lucion’s hand, she quickly put it down.
[So, what do you want to do, Lucion?]
When Russell asked with his arms crossed, Lucion spoke happily.
“I don’t think there’s any reason to keep the Raint mercenaries locked up. I hope we can shake things up together.”
*~*~*
Translator’s note: Lucion had ONE job — staying still. And he failed.
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