Translator: Wan ED/PR: Fan
“We also don’t know…”
“Then tell me what you do know.”
“We… You know that we were slaves, correct?”
Krone showed a mark of the black ring left on his neck.
“Yeah.”
“If I knew the bastard who bought us, I would have already done something to go and kill him.”
There was a deep rage mixed in Krone’s voice.
As he freed them when they paid, he had no further concerns because he hid his identity?
‘A pretty meticulous bastard, huh?’
Lucion figured Krone had told the truth and asked:
“So, what order did you receive?”
“We were ordered to bring a metal box from Luteon Bank.”
“You don’t know what its purpose was or how to confirm what was in the box?”
“Yes. I don’t know. We were just ordered to just bring all the boxes of this size.”
Krone directly informed him of the box size.
Lucion thought of the earrings he put in his pocket.
‘Why do they need a box?’
He heard from the bank branch manager that there were over a hundred such metal boxes, but he didn’t know what they contained.
‘Then should I ask Tella?’
Lucion said goodbye to Krone and left the room.
As if making a barrier, Shutra was diligently painting unknown symbols on the door with a brush-like item.
[Lucion.]
Russell called out to Lucion with an anxious gaze.
[What did you mean when you said you would cause an incident a moment ago?]
Lucion was planning to find the bastard who sold his information and deal with them directly, whoever they were.
He was a bit worried about how to tell Russell about it without making him upset.
“Um…”
“…!”
Shutra was startled by Lucion’s voice and dropped the brush-like object.
“Yo-you startled me.”
When Russell suddenly made a strange face and shut his mouth, Lucion pointed at the brush-like object as he found no other options.
“Is it an item used by barrier mages?”
“I’m also curious.”
Hyum’s eyes sparkled, and she spoke up.
Shutra, who picked up the dropped item, wiped dust as she said:
“It’s a brush made out of my mana.”
“Do all barrier mages use such an object?”
“No. Just like mana is different for each person, the tool also has a different appearance. This…”
Shutra stopped talking in the middle.
“I don’t trust you.”
“You almost told me everything?”
Lucion found it absurd.
“Th-that’s because- I only explained it because Lanteal-ssi said she was curious!”
Shutra’s face turned bright red, and she hastily went into Krone’s room.
“… Ah. Is this what they express as a fated first meeting?”
At Hyum’s unexpected question, Lucion quickly suppressed his rising anger.
“It’s what they call dog barking. Remember.”
“I’ll remember.”
Hyum smiled brightly.
While leaving, Lucion shot Darkness towards the ghost who was loitering around.
He confirmed beforehand that the room Krone obtained was a place on the outskirts of the city where people don’t go often.
[…Ack!]
Hit by the Darkness, the ghost involuntarily screamed and wriggled.
Lucion approached the ghost and grabbed the place where a black wound had formed as he breathed in Darkness.
“Obey me.”
The ghost screamed again, then opened his mouth faster than certain other ghosts.
[I-I’ll obey! So please stop!]
“You’re No. 8. Remember well. Watch the people in this house. You will do it for some time.”
Until he finds a different residence, it was sort of Ghost No. 8’s duty.
[Keuk…. Do I have to?]
At the ghost’s question, Lucion raised a hand.
[Will do! I’ll do it! I was just asking!]
“Scram then.”
Hearing the ghost’s answer, Lucion headed back to the mansion.
***
— Whooaaa.
Latta looked at the properly dressed Lucion as she circled around him.
— Lucion is not Lucion!
[Much better dressed.]
Even Russell nodded.
He noticed that the maids wanted to say something, but they obediently kept their mouths closed, knowing Lucion hated noise.
‘… I’m tired.’
Lucion openly showed his discomfort.
The maids were more excited than they were.
Novio, who prepared dozens of new clothes for the banquet.
There was still a day left until the banquet.
Why were they already doing this?
‘When did they take new measurements?’
Lucion abruptly thought of Anthony.
Maybe he could measure by eye.
Knock, knock.
Lucion answered the knocking at the door.
Even voice was already revealing his fatigue.
“Come in.”
“Young Master. Oh! Now Young Master looks like He is shining. You’re so amazing that You can sweep the hearts of young ladies in one fell swoop.”
The moment Anthony looked at Lucion, he smiled very brightly.
Truly, he became so bright he might have been mistaken for a Divine Beast if he wasn’t called Lucion.
“Stop the empty talk.”
Lucion replied apathetically.
“Never, that’s not empty talk. Isn’t it right?’
Anthony naturally gave an opportunity to the maids, who worked hard, to comment.
“That’s correct! Young Master is more like a jewel than any princes I’ve seen.”
“It’s not just that. The combination of the gray that makes one think of a wolf and the blue, which resembles the sea, which Young Master has, cannot be expressed with words.”
From then on, Lucion listened to the praises of the chirping maids with a stiff expression.
‘I don’t know how they endured the itching of their mouths.’
Lucion glanced at Anthony, but he didn’t plan to stop it and instead applauded, saying good, good.
— Hihihi. Latta feels very good right now!
Even Latta was happy and running around.
[Why so stiff? How much the servants talk about you these days because you have changed. Of course, they talk about good things.]
When he looked, Russell was also extremely excited.
“Anthony. That’s enough. You guys be quiet now.”
Lucion, who couldn’t endure this situation any longer, stopped them.
[Why are you stopping them? Isn’t it good to hear?]
Russell wanted to urge the maids to praise Lucion more.
— Latta wants to keep listening.
Latta, who was running in excitement, halted.
Knock, knock.
At that moment, Anthony at last hurriedly looked at the clock at the sound of knocking.
He soon gave a long sigh and apologized to Lucion.
“Alas, I got excited and forgot that it was time to go. My apologies, Young Master.”
“Are you still preparing?”
At Carson’s entrance, everyone in the room bowed their heads.
After he entered the room, a blue thread linking Lucion, Carson, and something else appeared.
At the sudden appearance of the blue thread, Lucion got nervous for no reason.
“Hyung-nim, what’s the matter?”
When Lucion asked, Carson asked back with a confused face.
“Did Father not tell you that I’m going to this banquet as a participant and an escort?”
[What?]
Russell was startled.
— About this banquet….
Lucion looked at the instantly becoming taut blue thread and recalled the hesitating Novio a few days ago.
It bothered him that it wasn’t like Novio.
Lucion observed the blue thread that became taut.
The thread seemed to tell him that Carson had to follow him to this banquet.
But if Carson follows, his eyes won’t leave him.
Lucion opened his mouth.
“Is Jerno on a mission right now?”
“No.”
“Isn’t Hyung-nim a busy Person? Jerno can accompany me now.”
“I heard many stories about how you have changed these days.”
Carson spoke quietly.
“While I left for a few days to deal with things at the border, you have changed even more, huh?”
‘Why is he suddenly bringing that up?’
Lucion became nervous for no reason.
“I heard a report that you went out this morning.”
“I only went out for a moment.”
“Yeah. It’s because of that. I judged that Jerno can’t stop you from fleeing to who knows where and decided that I’ll go to this banquet.”
“Then Hyung-nim. Please assure me right here that You will guarantee my freedom.”
Since it was something Novio and Carson had done without consulting him, Lucion had no plans of simply replying ‘Got it’ and going along.
“Without that promise, I’ll refuse.”
Lucion firmly replied.
While heading to the location where the banquet was going to be held, he had to visit a magic bank and obtain the mask Russell had.
Besides that, there were things he wouldn’t be able to do as he wanted if he was strictly watched.
In the instantly tense atmosphere, Anthony and the maids watched the gazes of Lucion and Carson.
In such a situation, they were in no position to say anything.
Then, Carson smiled.
“I know what you’re worried about. Your freedom is guaranteed.”
Lucion awaited Carson’s next words.
“But know that your safety comes before your freedom.”
“Yes. I agree with that.”
He was guaranteed freedom under the condition of staying safe and had the genius knight Carson following as an escort, so what could he argue anymore?
Lucion also smiled.
“Please take care of me, Hyung-nim.”
***
The banquet was held in the central region of the capital.
The Cronia clan was located at the western border, so they were going to use gates to swiftly move to the center.
“… There are bastards who throw themselves, even though they see the Cronia family’s crest?”
Carson opened his heavy mouth.
It was common for carriages to be attacked when they were moving through the forests if they had really bad luck.
“On the day the banquet ends, I’ll have to deal with the bandit bastards who don’t know their place.”
Lucion knew why that strange situation was happening.
The blue thread connected him, Carson, and the bandits who were attacking them.
Even when the knights following as escort get rid of them, the blue thread was not cut off.
It would just disappear for a moment, and then after a while, a new blue thread would tie to the bandits that appeared from somewhere.
‘Unpleasant.’
Lucion abruptly had a strange thought.
Wasn’t this persistent situation created as if to stop the blue thread from being cut?
‘There is no way that the bandits don’t know the Cronia family’s crest.’
“I’ll be back.”
Carson opened the door as if he finally couldn’t endure.
[What is it?]
Russell asked just after Carson left.
Lucion has had a stiff face since a moment ago.
“I thought the bandits were being very stupid.”
[Because they’re stupid, they’re attacking and asking to die. If they were less stupid, would they attack a carriage protected by knights?]
What he said made sense, but Lucion still thought this situation was strange.
Snap.
As he heard the sound of something falling from the other side, the tiresome blue thread was at last cut off.
Lucion patted Latta and sighed.
‘It never happened up till now.’
It was the first time it took so much to cut the blue thread. Moreover, why did this blue thread appear?
Why did it disappear when bandits were beaten up?
It was difficult to figure out the reason for that.
“They won’t appear anymore. I showed them a clear power gap.”
Carson boarded the carriage without even a drop of sweat on him.
“So don’t bother with those bastards, Lucion.”
“Does it often happen?”
“Rather than often, it’s very rare. Anyhow, there is no need to think about it deeply, as those bastards are the evil of society.”
‘Evil of society…?’
Lucion’s eyes shook briefly.
He had a thought that he was getting repeatedly entangled with bad guys because he was a villain.
‘The events I changed clearly became a butterfly effect and are changing things…’
Lucion looked outside the window with a bitter face.
“Lucion.”
Carson quietly called out to Lucion.
“Don’t just sit while sitting.”
“Yes…?”
Carson rummaged through his pockets and put sandbags on the chair beside him.
Bang!
Hearing quite a heavy sound, Latta perked up her ears and looked at them with interest, while Lucion faced them with a chill running down his spine.
“Put them on.”
Carson handed him the sandbags.
*~*~*
Translator’s note: Is that when Jerno loses his job and therefore loses his place in the story!?
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