CYSIAW (28)

Translator: Wan ED/PR: Fan

 
 


Chapter 28. Signs are showing

 

[Lucion?]

“Are You alright?”
 

Russell and Heint asked at the same time.
 

“…It’s okay. I just felt dizzy for a moment.”
 

Lucion clenched his fists and replied.

He should have realized it the moment the red thread tied them together.
 

‘Heint said he knows hyung-nim.’
 

Lucion struggled to calm down his turbulent emotions.
 

‘Heint doesn’t know that I’m a warlock.’
 

It wasn’t intentional, but for whatever reason he attacked him and gained a debt of conscience.

It wasn’t bad for their first meeting.
 

‘In the novel, the reason why Heint and Lucion got involved with each other was because Lucion became corrupted. Why would I, who isn’t corrupted, get involved with the protagonist?’
 

Lucion had growing doubts about this strange meeting.

But even when he thought about it, no answer came.
 

‘First of all, work with what’s in front of you.’
 

With a good first impression.
 

“My introduction is late. I’m Lucion Cronia.”
 

Lucion showed the best smile he could muster.

As Russell’s expression turned into a scowl, it was certain that he was smiling properly.
 

“… You’re Carson’s younger brother?”
 

Heint’s eyes grew wide.

As he saw that reaction many times, Lucion wasn’t bothered.

His fame was on the bad side, so what could he do?
 

“Yes. Pleased to meet You.”
 

Lucion frantically moved his facial muscles to inform him that the current him was different from the rumors.
 

“My apologies.”
 

Heint suddenly apologized again.
 

“It’s nothing. I’ll recover if I rest a little, so You don’t have to worry.”
 

“That’s not it. I heard from Carson many times that Your body isn’t in good shape. Even though he is a blunt punk, he worried a lot about Lucion-nim.”
 

At the unexpected words, Lucion slightly tilted his head to the right.
 

“Pardon me for a moment.”
 

Heint approached the priest and began conversing with them.

Because they were far away, he didn’t know what they were talking about, but Lucion put aside his big worries for a moment.
 

[Don’t worry too much.]

“This situation is just a bit too much.”
 

Lucion stroked Latta.

As if she didn’t have energy, all she did was flop down and open and close her nostrils.
 

[You won’t be caught if you don’t move Darkness. So just lean against this backrest.]
 

Russell’s finger pointed at the chair’s backrest.

Lucion, who leaned against the backrest, finally let out a long sigh.

He turned his head towards the gate.

What felt like many hours when the corrupt warlock was rampaging was just 10 minutes.

In the meantime, the road leading to the gate and all the roofs were destroyed.

Even the warlock’s corpse, which was left on the ground, turned into dust and disappeared before long.

The last moments of the corrupt warlock were so miserable.

He couldn’t leave even a trace of his life.

Not even a strand of hair.
 

‘I will never end like this.’
 

Lucion closed his eyes for a moment and then opened them.
 

***
 

The gate could be used by a hundred people at the same time.

Together with the words of the employee ‘operating’, his vision was engulfed in a white light in an instant.

The people, who seemed to be behind glass before, were nowhere to be seen, and he felt as if he was in the cosmos all alone.

Soon, a pleasant sensation enveloped his whole body, and the corner of Lucion’s lips unknowingly raised.
 

[Breathe, Lucion.]

“… Heuk.”
 

He thought something was not right, but he didn’t expect it to be breathing.

If not for Russell, he would have suffocated while using the gate.
 

[Very rarely there are people who are so captivated by the pleasant feeling of the gate that they completely forget to breathe. But I didn’t expect for you to be one of them?]
 

Russell took this opportunity to tease Lucion.

When Lucion was able to breathe again, the feeling wrapping him completely disappeared.

His ears went ‘uuuu’, like when he was on an airplane, and for a very brief moment he was dizzy.
 

— It was fun! Latta wants to use it one more time!
 

Latta giggled and shook her tail as if she was never sagging.
 

“Are you okay?”
 

Carson spoke up.

Lucion swallowed first because of his stuffed ears and replied:
 

“I feel strange.”

“Only the first time is like this.”

“But it was fun.”
 

At Lucion’s innocent reply, the corners of Carson’s mouth raised a little.
 

“That punk asked if you wanted something. He is a son of a count, so he has a lot to rip off him.”

“When did You get acquainted?”

“A few years ago, we met at the knight appointment ceremony.”
 

As if Carson didn’t want to talk anymore about it, he spoke somewhat bluntly.
 

“Then what does Hyung-nim think I should ask from Heint-nim?”
 

Carson was someone who knew Heint well.

Now that it came to this, he should make use of it, right?
 

“There is no need to add ‘nim’ to that punk.”
 

Carson, who folded his arms, put strength into his hands.
 

“Anyhow, ask for a sword. They are a knight family, so they have many good swords. And you will need it soon.”
 

He couldn’t help but feel good about Carson’s words that he certainly would be able to hold a sword.

Lucion smirked.
 

“Then can I ask Hyung-nim to play the role of a middleman?”

“Do you want a few of them?”

“It’s enough if there is just one good sword.”

“I’ll bring two more.”
 

As if Heint and Carson had a relationship of bad friends, Carson smiled slightly just at the thought of ripping him off.
 

***
 

“I don’t remember inviting a bastard like you.”
 

Carson spoke to the intruder, who shamelessly came to their villa.
 

‘Please speak stronger, Hyung-nim!’
 

Lucion cheered for Carson inside.

He and Carson were staying at the villa in the capital.

While Lucion’s attention was snatched by the atmosphere similar to that of the mansion, Heint came to visit.
 

‘Why the heck did he come here?’
 

Even after thinking about it, Lucion didn’t understand.
 

The novel started at the point when Heint, who ran away from home, returned to the capital.
 

《“Two years already passed since I was kicked out of the knight order and wandered around… Two years is a short time, but even so, I thought my father would change. But the only one who had changed was me.”》
 

Lucion, who recalled the novel, exhaled through his nose.
 

‘It’s around this time when he was kicked out of the knight order, ran away from home, and had to roam around.’
 

Lucion looked at the red thread.

There was no reaction. It was just connected.
 

“They don’t say close friends are good for no reason, right?”
 

Heint snickered and strode inside.
 

“Get out.”
 

Carson’s expression crumpled as he put strength in this voice.
 

“My power is different from the priests.”

“For what reason did you come here?”
 

At Carson’s question, Heint examined his surroundings for a moment and then whispered something to Carson.

His voice was too quiet, so he couldn’t hear anything.

Lucion’s gaze turned towards Russell.
 

[He said ‘I know something about the Cronia Knights who came late’, hm?]
 

‘… Ah. That bastard Sean and the knights, who were watching him, weren’t there when the knights gathered before, right?’
 

He didn’t have time to bother with Sean because of the appearance of the corrupt warlock.

Carson frowned, and soon moved somewhere else with Heint.
 

[Okay, okay. I, the ghost, should listen, right?]
 

At Lucion’s gaze, Russell passed through the wall.
 

“You mean you saw them?”
 

Carson asked as if he couldn’t believe it.
 

“To be precise, I saw one person alone.”
 

Heint’s voice dropped slightly.

Carson stared at him, but Heint just raised one corner of his lips.
 

“Let me stay here until the banquet ends.”

“Was it a lie that you’re going to attend the banquet?”

“It wasn’t a lie. It’s just that I made a bit of trouble at home.”
 

At those words, Carson stared at him as if he was pathetic.
 

“You- even you know that my family wants me to become a priest, right? But I want to be a knight.”

“Were you kicked out again?”

“Uhu. Father pressured the knight’s order again. In the end, I was kicked out, as you just said.”
 

Heint exhaled deeply.
 

“So, I caused a bit of a mess in a fit.”

“Did you destroy the mansion?”

“Crazy bastard! Why destroy a perfectly good mansion?”

“Then?”

“I stole Father’s favorite sword.”
 

Heint briefly unsheathed the sword hanging on his waist.

Seeing the symbol engraved on the blade, the wrinkles on Carson’s forehead deepened.

It wasn’t simply his favorite sword. It was the sword inherited by the head of the Tria family.
 

“Crazy fucker.”
 

Heint, who, thanks to knowing him for a long time, recognized approval from Carson, spoke with an excited voice.
 

“I was sightseeing in the market when I saw a knight from your house wandering alone, so I followed him, thinking it was very strange.”
 

Knights moving in a group of two is a basic.
 

“He entered a carriage and met with someone. The carriage didn’t have a mark, so I don’t know which family it was, but there was a scent.”

“Are you talking a real scent?”

“Right. It seemed to be perfume often used by young ladies. Um, refreshingly sweet? I don’t know for certain.”

“If you find out what perfume it was, I’ll allow you to stay.”
 

After that, Carson didn’t look back and left the room.
 

“Hey, Carson, wait!”
 

At the sound of the door opening, Lucion fixed his expression.

He heard the two’s entire conversation through Russell.
 

‘Refreshingly sweet scent? Tella may know what that smell is.’
 

Lucion looked at the clock.

He decided to meet Tella today since it didn’t seem like he would have the presence of mind to ask what was in the metal box, which Shutra and Hellon tried to steal, during the banquet.

The time to meet with her was slowly approaching.
 

“Don’t bother with this punk and go rest, Lucion.”
 

Carson spoke up to Lucion, who still stood near the entrance.
 

“Yes. Hyung-nim, Heint-nim, have a good rest.”
 

Heint, who chased after Carson, stopped at Lucion’s words.

How could brothers be so different?
 

“Thank You. Have a good rest, too, Lucion-nim. Ah, and I… apologize for the noise.”
 

Heint was slightly embarrassed and hurriedly climbed the stairs.
 

“Young Master. You must be tired after coming such a long way. Then I will guide You to Your room.”
 

After the situation finally calmed down, the butler, who managed this villa, spoke up to Lucion.

In fact, he looked obviously nervous because it was his first time seeing Lucion.
 

“I have an appointment, so I’ll be going out in a moment. As Hyung-nim already knows about it, I’ll ask you to guide me later.”
 

Since he didn’t personally walk and rather arrived in the capital in a comfortable carriage and through the gate, Lucion wasn’t that tired.
 

[I didn’t think it was the case, but I planned to remind you.]
 

Russell smirked, while slightly nudging Lucion with an elbow.
 

[As expected, you remember.]

“Noisy.”
 

Lucion spoke with an upset voice as he opened the door.
 

“Can I ask who Tella is?”
 

Hyum asked quietly.

Lucion was about to speak, but stopped.

Wasn’t he and Tella just formally acquainted?
 

[Lucion’s only close friend.]
 

Russell used this opportunity to reply instead of Lucion.
 

[You have to see it in person. Ah, and don’t be too surprised when Lucion becomes a completely different person.]
 

Russell folded his arms and giggled.
 

***
 
“Long time no see, Young Lady.”
 

At the bright smile Lucion wore as he greeted Tella, Hyum’s pupils shook greatly.
 

[See, see. It’s surprising, right, Hyum?]
 

Russell gave Lucion a thumbs up as if he didn’t get tired of it, even after seeing it a few times.

Lucion wasn’t shaken by the disturbance around him and firmly maintained the smile on his face.
 

“Long time no see, Young Master. Have you been well?”
 

Tella also smiled brightly.
 

“Yes. I’ve been well.”

“Coming all the way to the capital must have been troublesome. I thought Young Master would prefer a quiet place, so I decided to meet here, but if it’s uncomfortable, please say so.”

“No. As it’s quiet, I like it.”
 

Lucion was sincere.

As if the whole shop was rented, there were no people since they entered, so it was very good.
 

“Thanks to Young Master, I obtained the opportunity to manage the bank that I supervised before again.”
 

Learning that Bella obtained managing rights, the lost opportunity about which she wrote in the letter, Lucion suppressed laughter.

The size of the spoon he secretly put in was much bigger than he expected.
 

‘It’s a pretty good deal.’
 

Lucion was satisfied, thinking of the deal he made with Tella.
 

“Does Young Master know what it means?”

“It means that You have regained management, right?”

“It’s not that I simply regained management rights. Thanks to Young Master, I got another opportunity to aim for the position of the family head.”

“…!”
 

Lucion opened his mouth wide.

The management rights and the family head’s position were on different levels.

It was more than just a spoon.
 

“I’m truly thankful. Young Master. If there is something I can help You with, I’ll help.”
 

Tella smiled, full of gratitude.

Lucion at last understood Tella’s friendliness towards him.

He was no different from a lifeline for her.
 

“Then can I receive Young Lady’s help right away?”
 

Lucion didn’t miss this opportunity.
 

*~*~*
 
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