Translator: Wan ED/PR: Fan
Chapter 22. Meeting
Lucion bit his lip.
This boy was a product made by some corrupt warlock, using the body of a monster that was now completely extinct.
In other words, this boy was an unknown being who had just taken on a human form.
He, who in the novel had the name ‘Hyum’, couldn’t use magic or aura because of physiological limitations.
‘It was certainly like that, but…’
Snap.
The moment the strange feeling he felt from Hyum disappeared, the blue thread was cut.
[That strange feeling disappeared so swiftly? Latta. What on earth did you do?]
Russell urgently pressed Latta.
— Latta did nothing but breathe in Darkness. Darkness looked like it was about to explode because it was unstable.
Latta smiled faintly, as if she was proud of herself.
[You see Darkness?]
— Yeah! Latta sees Darkness.
[You really see it?]
Russell was startled and asked again.
— Yeah! Latta cannot lie.
‘Is she different because she is a Divine Beast?’
Lucion glanced at Latta, and then forced Hyum to stand up.
“Pull yourself together.”
Hyum was trembling just like before.
In the appearance of a boy, Hyum spoke so properly, and it was difficult to believe he was a person who was panicking a moment ago.
“Thanks to You, my condition has stabilized. Thank You.”
Lucion felt goosebumps on his arms from the words and attitude that did not seem like that of the boy.
“Is my greeting wrong, perhaps?”
At Lucion’s reaction, Hyum asked without even blinking.
Swish.
At the sound of a sword being pulled out, Lucion quickly looked back.
Carson was glaring at Hyum with a grave face.
At last, Lucion realized how crazily he had been acting.
“Hyung-nim. I’ll explain…”
“Step back.”
However, Carson turned around and growled at someone.
[Because of this punk, you didn’t notice, but the priest bastards are just under your nose. Look at your hands.]
Russell raised his voice as he spoke.
Lucion obediently looked at his hands.
When he realized it was not Hyum who was trembling but him, the feeling of nausea that he forgot for a moment besought him again.
“Our apologies, son of Light. We’re here to eradicate the wicked person who disturbs the Order of Light and follows Darkness.”
One person among the priests bowed his head to Carson.
Among the gathered priests, he was the only one wearing dark gray clothes.
The priests were divided into ranks according to colors: the priests-in-training black, the quasi-priest dark gray, etc, and the brighter the cloth color, the higher the rank.
Carson spoke with a voice filled with enmity.
“I’m to understand that you’re to stand here and determined to be banished?”
“That’s correct. As children worshiping Light, we cannot leave a person dyed by Darkness, even if it means banishment.”
“There is no Darkness you’re searching for here, so step back.”
The tip of Carson’s sword was still pointed towards the ground.
Even if he held the name of Cronia, he couldn’t just ignore the priests of Light.
“Son of Light. Please show mercy bestowed upon you by the God of Light and allow us to check.”
“I’m Carson Cronia.”
Carson lifted his hood and revealed his name.
Hearing that name, the priests were all startled and started to whisper to each other for a moment.
Carson checked on Lucion in the meantime.
Under the hood, he saw a pale white complexion.
‘Not good.’
Carson moved his eyes and looked at the boy behind Lucion.
‘He came all the way here because of this punk?’
He couldn’t understand at all with what kind of thought Lucion ran all the way here.
However, it wasn’t the first time Lucion took unexpected actions, so Carson wasn’t flustered and made up his mind to protect the boy Lucion discovered.
“I didn’t realize that You are the son of the Cronia family. Please grace us with Your great heart’s understanding.”
The priest wearing the dark gray clothes opened his mouth.
“Then do as I say. If you know the weight of my name, you will leave this place.”
Carson was very nervous.
It was the second time priests got this close to Lucion after his allergy to Light had been discovered during the first.
“We cannot disregard the mission given to us by the God of Light. I deeply apologize, Carson-nim, but we cannot follow Your words.”
However, the priest refused Carson’s suggestion again.
“The Darkness’ trace was cut off here. As the situation is urgent, please show understanding.”
“I don’t know about the person you’re chasing, but my dongsaeng is behind me right now. So, step back. Can’t you search after we leave?”
The staring contest between Carson, who was asked to step aside, and the priests, who were asked to leave, continued.
Russell felt his lips going dry at that scene.
[It’s driving me crazy.]
As he himself was an ill-fated genius warlock, so he could endure the Light energy spreading around those priests, but Lucion couldn’t.
He saw the Darkness dying fast.
[Lucion, can you still endure it?]
Russell’s voice was full of anxiety.
Because it seemed that something would jump out, Lucion couldn’t even answer.
— Latta is also losing strength.
Latta slumped on Hyum’s shoulder.
But only Hyum blinked with an expression as if he didn’t understand anything.
‘Why is that punk fine?’
Russell couldn’t understand.
He surely absorbed Darkness from Latta, right?
The only beings that could absorb Darkness were those who received the blessing of Darkness.
‘What the hell is this punk’s identity…’
“Understood.”
The priest ended his contemplation and made a decision.
He probably knew about Lucion Cronia’s physical condition of having a divine allergy.
Between the mission and life, he chose the latter.
The priests retreated.
“Are you okay, Lucion?”
Carson let down his sword and approached Lucion.
Lucion, who leaned against the wall, barely nodded.
“I’ll ask when we get home.”
Carson helped Lucion.
“You follow, too.”
Then Carson looked at Hyum.
“Understood.”
Hyum held Latta in his hands and nodded.
Carson helped Lucion get out of the alleyway, and Hyum, who was following after them, was revealed.
Seeing a stranger, one of the priests instinctively used her power.
[This crazy!]
On instinct, Russell hastily stood in front of Lucion.
He wanted to at least act as a shield.
Swish!
But the light pouring from the priest was cut together with the fierce sound of the wind.
“Now!”
Carson’s voice became fierce, like an animal which tasted blood.
“Who used their power without my permission just now?!”
The tip of Carson’s sword headed to one of the priests.
She trembled and collapsed under the killing intent emanating from just one person.
“Ou-our child just made a mistake! Please forgive her!”
The priest in dark gray clothes hastily walked up to Carson and bowed his head.
“Forgive? Right now, you…”
Carson’s words stopped.
He quietly turned his head because of a shudder from Lucion, who was trembling as if someone was shaking him.
“… Cough.”
Blood poured from Lucion’s lips.
Even he himself looked very surprised.
‘Wow…’
Carson cut the Light of the priest in black clothes, but just some part of it seemed to have passed through Russell and reached Lucion.
It was pain incomparable to latchou.
‘It’s terribly painful.’
Ting!
‘Why a blue thread again…?’
Lucion looked at the blue thread that abruptly appeared and fell down.
***
Blink. Blink.
The moment Lucion opened his eyes, he blinked.
He saw Russell just in front of him.
“Ma…”
Lucion was about to call out to Russell, but closed his mouth right away.
[It’s your room. There is no one here.]
Russell explained the situation.
[Your body?]
“It’s fine. But is Latta okay?”
A bit of a drowsy voice popped out of Lucion’s mouth.
— Latta is fine.
Latta nimbly climbed the bed and touched Lucion’s leg with her front paw.
— Does Lucion still hurt? Lucion slept even when yesterday’s sun set and today’s rose high.
“No. I’m not hurt.”
Lucion moved his head to the right and left.
There was something he was more worried about.
“Master-nim… Is it a mess?”
[You think it would be just a mess?]
“No way, did Hyung-nim- did He cut it?”
[He did. Cut off the head of the bastard who emitted Light with one slash.]
Russell slashed with his finger across his neck.
No matter what the reason, Carson killing a priest would be a big deal.
“Father… No. I’ll find out in person.”
Why did it happen just ahead of the banquet?
Lucion felt as if all his plans were going to cinders.
[Speaking of the punk you have brought.]
Russell hesitated and spoke up.
Lucion, who expected that he would say something about it, gave an adequate answer:
“Master-nim felt it too. I just followed the strange feeling.”
[No. It’s not that I’m suspicious of you. It’s that that punk is a bit strange.]
Russell looked so embarrassed as if he couldn’t understand it.
— Latta doesn’t know what is strange.
Latta’s front paw pressed Lucion’s cheek again.
“What is strange about him?”
Lucion grabbed Latta’s nape as he got up.
[He can see me, but he isn’t a warlock.]
“… Yes?”
Lucion, who knew Hyum’s identity as a monster, couldn’t hide his surprise.
‘He can see ghosts?’
[Yeah. I also know how bullshit it sounds. I told you so many times that the only people who can see ghosts are those who received the blessing of Darkness that my mouth hurt.]
“The current situation is not possible?”
[Impossible.]
Russell spoke firmly.
He soon frowned.
[But there’s exactly one thing that bothers me.]
“Is it something You can figure out?”
[… No. Even if I think about it, it’s not something I can say out loud.]
Russell was trying to say something, but soon gave up.
‘Does He know that Hyum is a monster?’
Thinking there was no way, Lucion didn’t ask anymore.
“Then where is he right now?”
***
“Ah, hello.”
Seeing Lucion enter the room, Hyum smiled brightly.
Looking at him all washed up, he seemed like a completely different person. It was difficult to think he was crouching and trembling in the corner before.
“Okay.”
Lucion nodded and examined the room.
‘At least Father treated him as a guest.’
He was glad that Novio gave Hyum a guest room.
“Thank You.”
Hyum looked at Latta, who was examining him from behind Lucion’s leg, and then bowed his head to Lucion.
“I learned it’s how one should thank. Is this correct?”
[You learned it? Why are you saying something that not even a three-year-old would say?]
At Hyum’s somewhat strange tone, Russell crossed his arms and stared at him.
“It’s the first time I’ve said such words in reality. Uh, so, I hope You understand.”
Hyum worried for a moment but soon smiled and replied.
“Master-nim… do you really see Him?”
Seeing Hyum reply to Russell, Lucion was once again surprised.
“Yes. I see Him.”
Hyum nodded.
“You, no, Lord, no… What should I call You? I don’t want to use a wrong title and be scolded.”
“You heard my name.”
When Lucion spit out, Hyum smiled as if he understood.
“I also know the fact that Lucion-nim is a warlock.”
Hyum said ‘warlock’ very quietly and carefully.
“I can operate normally for a few years thanks to Lucion-nim’s Darkness.”
[What are you saying?]
“I’m someone made out of a being that was called a monster in the past. As it wasn’t a complete monster, I have to be supplied with Darkness to carry on.”
[Is it real? … No. Those guys are no longer on this land!]
Russell’s voice raised even higher.
Hyum suddenly stuck out his tongue.
On his tongue, a black star, which was engraved when making a ghost submit, was there.
‘Why is it there?’
Lucion mistrusted his own eyes.
*~*~*
Translator’s note: Normal day out. You get awkward with your family member. You pick up an orphan. You cough up blood…
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