Translator: Wan ED/PR: Fan
The two carriages stopped.
According to what he learned from Anthony, Hyum quickly stepped out of the carriage and walked up to the carriage Lucion and Carson rode.
‘Open the door and…’
Creak.
‘Greet.’
Hyum spoke up:
“Greetings…”
Hyum, who was thinking of what to say next, blinked at the sight unfolding inside the carriage.
Lucion had some strange, heavy-looking thing hanging from both his arms and legs and was maintaining an extremely difficult posture.
Moreover, sweat was soaking even the floor.
And Carson was criticizing his posture.
Anthony didn’t inform him of such a situation.
[Don’t look with such strange eyes. It’s training.]
Russell couldn’t hold back his laughter, and a giggle leaked out as he spoke.
Hyum almost replied ‘Is that so?’ but he recalled that Lucion told him that it’s unnecessary to reply to Russell’s words outside.
“Hu-hyung-nim… Keuk.”
Lucion spoke up with difficulty to Carson, who forgot to say ‘stop’ even though the carriage stopped.
“Stop.”
After around 30 seconds, Carson moved his mouth.
Lucion let out a sigh of relief and leaned against the bench.
“I’ll go first.”
Carson left the carriage.
“Take care of the youngest.”
Carson spoke quietly to Hyum, who bowed his head.
“Yes, Young Master.”
After Hyum answered, he spoke to the crumpled Lucion.
“I’ll bring something to drink.”
‘… Cr-crazy bastard.’
Lucion burrowed deep into the seat and let out a deep sigh.
In no way did he expect that he would be ordered to train until they arrived at the place where the gate was.
[You have a good hyung.]
Russell looked at Lucion while nodding his head with a pleased smile.
After Lucion drank water brought by Hyum, he came back to his senses.
“Are You okay?”
Hyum asked.
Lucion shook his head.
He wasn’t okay at all.
After he wobbled outside, Lucion’s eyes opened wide.
Latta, who hurriedly climbed on top of Lucion’s head, was also busy admiring.
— Woooow!
A myriad of colorful lights pierced through the sky in an instant.
Like a sea rocked by waves, the colorful lights spread out quietly like fireworks.
[Looks like the gate is working.]
Gates existed nowhere else in this world except the Tesealla Empire.
Suiting its fame, it was truly beautiful and grand.
Soon, he would also travel to the center using those gates.
Lucion unknowingly clenched his fists at the bubbling anticipation.
***
“What is the name of the magic bank?”
The moment they arrived at the town where the gate were located, Lucion nagged Russell.
The magic bank, which had a mask, was here.
[You very much look like you’re going to steal it by force.]
Russell was dumbfounded and sneered.
Even though he said where he put it, he never said he would give it.
“Aren’t I Master-nim’s sole disciple?”
[Yeah. And you’re mentioning our master-disciple relationship only in such a situation?]
“I always respect You, even at ordinary times.”
Lucion smiled as he spoke.
‘Even though it’s bootlicking, it feels good.’
Russell even thought to himself how can he be so stupid?
As Lucion said, he was his sole disciple.
And he could be his last disciple.
It’s not like he had a home to return to.
‘I saw many warlocks who were backstabbed by their disciples…’
Since the human heart was fickle, he kept a master-discipline relationship under a contract with Lucion.
Russell could only hope that his suspicions were wrong.
“Master-nim…?”
Even after calling him a few times, there was no answer, so Lucion stopped for a moment and looked at Russell.
Even Latta, who was looking side by side with Lucion and Hyum, who followed behind them, stopped.
“Did I perhaps ask for too much? If so, then pretend You didn’t hear anything.”
Because Russell’s expression was twisted for a moment, Lucion slightly scratched the back of his neck.
He hoped to have a mask but he didn’t plan to take it by force.
[No. I was just thinking about which bank it was. I left my things in several places.]
“Are You certain it was here?”
[Go straight.]
Russell raised a finger and pointed in a direction.
***
Jingle.
Instead of signing the consent form for identifying the agent like in the Luteon Bank, Lucion took out money.
The corners of the employee’s mouth raised as he looked around.
“Cough.”
The employee coughed as he took back the form he handed out and stealthily grabbed the money given by Lucion.
“Yes. All confirmed. Please wait just a moment.”
The employee stood up to take out the item.
‘This… Niella Bank, was it?’
Lucion thought of the bank name and soon unknowingly smirked.
‘A place I should never leave my things in.’
[This is the worst. Good thing I only left this thing here.]
As if Russell had the same thoughts as Lucion, he frowned deeply.
After a moment, the employee came back with a wooden box.
“The item You were looking for.”
“Thanks.”
Lucion grabbed the wooden box and sneaked out of the bank.
— Lucion. Open it. Latta is very curious.
Latta hurriedly climbed onto Lucion’s shoulder and looked down at the box.
“Latta. It’s rude to climb onto Lucion-nim’s shoulder.”
Hyum spoke sternly, but Latta just tilted her head.
— What is rude?
“It means not polite.”
— Latta is kind!
“Kindness and politeness are different things.”
Lucion frowned at Latta and Hyum’s argument and opened the box.
— Latta… Woo!
In the middle of speaking, Latta let out a shout close to a howl.
Lucion’s eyes also grew big.
A pitch-black mask that completely covers the face, with the eyes, nose, and mouth all blocked.
Thanks to the glossy texture, it looked like the face of a robot.
He very much liked its clean look.
“There are no holes, so… Will You be able to breathe?”
Hyum asked hesitantly.
[You can breathe properly.]
Russell answered.
Lucion grabbed the mask and put it in his pocket.
— Latta wants to look at it more.
“Later.”
— Kay.
At Lucion’s words, Latta didn’t pester him any longer and obediently returned to the ground.
[This item isn’t just a mask. I’ll tell you about the magic applied on it when you put it on.]
“Yes, thank You. I’ll use it well.”
Lucion replied with a smile.
By just obtaining a mask, he achieved half of his goals.
Lucion was about to head to the spot where Carson was waiting, but he took money out of his pockets and handed it to Hyum.
“What should I buy?”
“If there is something you want to buy, don’t look at me and just go buy it. I hate to look at you when you hold back on what you want when by my side.”
There were still over two hours left until the gate operated again.
He thought it wouldn’t be bad to go sightseeing in this town for a moment.
‘I don’t know when I’ll come here again.’
Lucion pulled back the hood he was wearing and started to walk forward.
[Will you be fine?]
At Russell’s question, Lucion nodded.
He had to accept more open stares during the banquet.
Without a hood.
‘I should think of it as an adjustment period.’
Lucion adjusted his breathing, and after exhaling, he walked towards the market where people gathered with a lighter heart.
Then, Lucion’s steps suddenly halted.
[If it still feels difficult, don’t endure it like a fool and return to the place where Carson is.]
Russell looked at Lucion’s expression, which momentarily crumpled, and said.
‘… Red thread.’
Lucion’s gaze turned towards the red thread, which suddenly appeared.
He saw a man slowly walk between people.
The moment he saw him, an unknown feeling of discomfort surged inside him.
‘Who is it?’
Because Lucion only saw the back of the man’s head, he had no idea.
“Lucion-nim?”
Hyum quietly called out to Lucion.
‘What?’
After the man and the red thread disappeared in the crowd, Lucion looked at his sweating palms.
‘… No way, a priest?’
Lucion turned his gaze and looked at Russell.
He didn’t say anything, which meant it wasn’t a priest.
[Look here. Let’s go back. You can go sightseeing another time.]
“Alright. It would be pretty bad if I had the complexion of a dead man.”
Lucion raised his hand and stopped Hyum.
“I’m fine. I just felt dizzy for a moment.”
Because he truly didn’t feel bad, he showed a slight smile so Russel could feel at ease.
Russell’s gaze turned to Latta.
A Divine Beast was a separate being, but Lucion and Latta were connected, so they influenced each other a little.
Latta was fine.
‘As expected… It wasn’t a priest.’
[Don’t force yourself and go back right away if you feel strange.]
“Yes. I’ll keep it in mind.”
Lucion resumed his footsteps, which stopped before.
He slowly strolled the market, and then Lucion opened his mouth:
“What about Sean?”
He told Hyum that Bella wrote down his information on a slip, and the one to pick up that slip was a knight, Sean.
“He didn’t show any major movements.”
“Anything besides that?”
Hyum thought for a moment and then halted in front of evenly spiced chicken skewers.
“One, please.”
— Latta, too!
Latta hung on Hyum’s leg.
“Two, please.”
Hyum corrected his order.
Soon, he looked at Lucion and replied.
“I didn’t see anything in particular. Ah, do You want one, too?”
Lucion swept his hand over his face at that question.
It was too absurd to even say it.
Leaving like a moment ago was something Hyum must not do as a servant and was terribly dangerous.
[Puhaha! You really like them, Hyum!]
Russell laughed so much his belly was showing.
‘I should give him a lesson…’
Lucion looked for an opportunity.
***
After looking around the market for about an hour and a half, Lucion’s group returned to where the carriage was.
Nom, nom.
Hyum, who held two chicken skewers in his two hands, ate one himself, and the other he gave to Latta, who climbed onto his shoulder.
The two beings truly ate without rest.
“Didn’t you say you don’t eat?”
Lucion maintained his composure and asked Hyum.
“Yes. Because I’m unstable, I have to be supplied with Lucion-nim’s Darkness so I can sustain myself.”
Hyum, who snatched a chicken skewer into his hand, looked really happy.
“But this action is one of the things I find amusement in, and I heard amusement helps mental health.”
— Latta eats to grow big quickly.
Latta mumbled.
The amount the two beings ate just a moment ago corresponded to around 300,000 won.
“Hyum.”
Lucion stopped walking for a moment after checking that there were no people around.
“Yes, Lucion-nim.”
“Put it down for a moment. Latta, you come down for a moment, too.”
Lucion pointed at the chicken skewers.
Hyum dropped the chicken skewer on the ground, and the moment Latta climbed off his shoulder, Lucion smacked Hyum’s cheek.
Slap!
— Heup.
Latta was startled.
Hyum blinked as his head spun, and Russell crossed his arms.
[How about you turn a blind eye to it this time? He didn’t know.]
“I’m informing him because he didn’t know.”
If something like just now occurred in front of Carson, it may not be a cheek, but his head that would be cut off.
Lucion quietly called out to Hyum.
“Hyum.”
That voice was pretty fierce as if filled with murderous intent.
“I… was wrong.”
Hyum knelt down.
The Darkness inside Lucion responded to his emotions and was running wild so much it was tormenting him.
“Your action a moment ago, when you cut off a conversation with me and bought yourself chicken skewers, was something you can’t do to some nobles. Wait until the conversation ends. As you’re my valet, you have to remember your place.”
“Yes. Lucion-nim. I’ll not repeat such or similar mistakes in the future.”
Hyum automatically bowed his head.
While thinking it was enough, Lucion returned to his usual voice.
“Let’s go.”
Latta looked at the chicken skewer buried in the soil.
— … Latta’s chicken skewer.
Hyum was about to pick up the chicken skewer that had dropped on the ground, but something suddenly flew towards him, and he grabbed it.
“A valet must not pick up things fallen on the ground.”
At Lucion’s words, Hyum flinched.
“Open.”
At the voice that followed, Hyum carefully looked inside of the tightly wrapped paper.
When steaming chicken skewers appeared, Latta smiled brightly.
— Meat!
***
Lucion looked at the carriages lining up to use the gate and then found Carson, who was sitting in the side chair.
He abruptly jumped to his feet.
While Lucion was in doubt, he heard an explosion from the gates.
Boom!
‘That…’
In an instant, Lucion saw a familiar sight filling the sky.
Darkness was fluttering all around.
[A warlock…!]
At Russell’s urgent voice, Lucion slowly moved his gaze down and looked at the warlock emitting the Darkness.
‘A warlock… appeared?’
As he was momentarily surprised, a blue thread connecting him and the warlock appeared like a quest notification.
*~*~*
Translator’s note: Haa… =-= The road to break the cycle of violence and trauma is long and twisted, the road to break the cycle of violence and trauma is long and twisted… But it was still a shitty action Lucion!
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