Translator: Wan ED/PR: Fan
Chapter 29. Signs are showing (2)
“Ah, shouldn’t we order food first?”
Lucion quickly recalled it was a shop selling desserts.
They should order something first for the conversation to flow smoothly.
“Good!”
Tella clasped her hands.
“It seems like Your purpose was desserts rather than me.”
Lucion looked at Tella’s sparkling eyes and said:
“That’s not… Uh? Is that Young Master’s fox?”
When Tella pointed behind him, Lucion hurriedly turned his head around.
‘When did you come out?’
Latta was excitedly jumping in place.
— Latta likes meat and desserts!
[She came out a moment ago. To be precise, it was when Tella asked ‘shouldn’t we order food’.]
Russell giggled and added an explanation.
Lucion held back a sigh and replied.
“That’s correct. It’s my fox.”
“It’s the first time I’ve seen a black fox. It’s extremely cute!”
— Hihihi. Latta is cute.
At Tella’s praise, Latta wagged her tail so much she couldn’t control it.
“Should I take…”
Hyum missed the timing to ask, but he found a good opportunity in Latta’s appearance.
“No. Leave her here and you wait downstairs.”
Lucion waved his hand and sent Hyum out after giving a command.
“Young Lady.”
Tella, who was possessed by Latta, was startled by Lucion’s voice.
“Yes, yes?”
“I don’t know desserts very well, so I hope Young Lady could order them for us.”
“Is that so?”
Tella didn’t refuse, called the server, and pointed out menu items with frightening force.
“This and this. Ah! And this dessert called black lips seduction, and…”
‘Is it… a full meal?’
[Didn’t you say dessert?]
Lucion and Russell were slightly shocked by Tella’s fingers, which showed no signs of stopping.
From what they just heard, it was over eight desserts.
He waited for Tella to finish the order, then Lucion got to the point.
“I have two things I wish to ask Young Lady of.”
“Please speak.”
Tella’s voice was bright.
It seemed to be an effect of the desserts.
“One is something I wish for help with concerning the last incident at Luteon Bank.”
“Was something not properly resolved?”
The moment the previous incident was mentioned, Tella asked with anger.
“No. It’s a personal curiosity.”
Lucion shook his head.
“Do You remember that at the time my item was almost stolen by robbers?”
“I remember.”
“If it’s okay, can I know what was inside of the metal boxes that were stored at the Luteon Bank at the time?”
“Uh… Ah! If it’s that, I can show it to You right now.”
“Yes…?”
“It wasn’t a simple robbery. They figured out the movements of the bank guard Bars, to the minute, and were thorough enough to even use a barrier mage. We diligently investigated it, so nothing like this would ever happen again.”
Tella rummaged through the bag she brought.
Soon she handed some documents to Lucion with a subtle face.
“I was of the same mind, and wanted to show You those materials, but as You know, it’s a problem related to the bank’s security, so I hope You will read it only here.”
“No. I’m really thankful You allowed this much, even though my request is unreasonable.”
Lucion spoke, full of gratitude.
Russell, who was quietly listening, suddenly rubbed both of his arms.
It seemed he got chills.
[… Ha.]
Lucion slowly browsed through the documents, so Russell could see them as well, whether he was doing it or not.
It was time to borrow Russell’s good memory.
‘What was the slave owner was looking for?’
Lucion examined the documents, lost in thought.
Shutra and Hellon were ordered to bring a metal box by the slave owner of an unknown identity.
The earrings he was wearing.
Those earrings were the only ones in the world, made by Russell himself.
In other words, it was an item that could only be looked for by a warlock.
‘The only person who can wear those earrings is a warlock. If it was handed to the temple…’
Lucion shivered at the horrible vision.
“Is the wind too strong?”
At Tella’s voice, Lucion put down the documents for a moment and smiled with his eyes.
“Nothing like that.”
Lucion searched through the documents again, and then his hand stopped as he found something.
‘This item… why is it here?’
Lucion’s eyes stopped on a bracelet.
The name of the bracelet was the ‘Tears of Larvis’, which couldn’t be called a sacred item, but it was an item with the power of light.
It was an item that the protagonist Heint would obtain later.
‘Why is the item he should obtain later when wandering here?’
When Lucion stared at the bracelet, Russell’s gaze also followed his gaze.
[That bracelet is fine.]
At Russell’s peaceful words, Lucion hesitated for a moment and then examined the owner.
‘The owner is… uh?’
Seeing an X marked beside the owner, Lucion asked Tella.
“What is the meaning of this symbol?”
“Ah, that means that the item is now owned by the bank. It usually happens when the owner died.”
Tella continued smoothly.
“We check if the owner of the item is dead or alive through a magic item, comparing the item record and the record of mana possessed by the owner.”
‘Such a thing is possible?’
Lucion’s eyes turned round with amazement.
“Anyways, at the time of the owner’s death, we send a letter asking to pick up the item to the addresses that were first written down. If after five letters the item isn’t picked up, we become its owners.”
Tella didn’t miss Lucion’s gaze turning towards the bracelet again.
“If You want, we will give You that bracelet as a gift.”
“Is that… possible?”
Lucion asked hesitantly.
With just that bracelet, he could certainly raise his Light resistance without troubling himself getting hit by the priests.
“Of course. As long as I can repay my debt of gratitude towards Young Master, anything is good. Even without, Mother was worrying what we should gift Young Master.”
“A gift You say? I appreciate the thought alone.”
Lucion was startled and shook his head as if he had no worldly desires.
[Tsk.]
He heard Russell clicking his tongue behind his back.
“No. I’ll take responsibility for this item and send it to Your villa the day the banquet ends.”
Tella mumbled ‘Tears of Larvis’ as if calling dibs on it.
“Thank You for letting me read these.”
Lucion browsed the documents some more, then handed them to Tella.
The metal boxes held all sorts of items, and it was difficult to guess what they were looking for just from that.
‘But I’m glad I got the bracelet.’
[I didn’t know you liked accessories.]
Lucion swallowed a laugh that almost escaped him for a moment.
If Russell knew about the bracelet’s identity, he probably would be startled, if not horrified.
“You said that You have something else to ask about, correct?”
Tella lightly shook her head and asked.
Tap.
At the sound of footsteps coming from the stairs, Latta perked up her ears.
— Desserts! Desserts! Latta likes desserts!
“Let’s eat first, I’ll tell You later. Is that okay with You?”
Lucion looked at Latta and smirked.
“I think it’s very okay!”
Tella was also satisfied.
***
Sniff, sniff.
As Tella rubbed the perfume sprinkled on her wrist, a smell wafted over.
She rolled her eyes and soon smiled.
“That’s the one.”
Tella handed a perfume with a pink heart on it to Lucion.
“That’s that… refreshingly sweet perfume?”
Lucion’s expression twisted at the sight of the slightly tacky perfume bottle.
“Yes. Its name is ‘See you then’. It’s the only perfume with this type of scent these days. Should I take it for You?”
[This type of smell… um, is not really of my preference.]
Russell took a step back right as he smelled it.
— Latta likes this smell… ah! It smells like the ice cream we ate earlier.
Latta kept sniffing and licking her lips.
‘It’s that scent?’
As Latta said, it smelled also slightly similar to the ice creams for Lucion.
Because his nose was slightly sensitive to oranges, he couldn’t understand how someone could endure that smell.
Anyways, it was much better to know what it was than not to know.
The bastard who met Sean.
The bastard who was stealing his information will deliberately approach him during the banquet.
***
Around the time the sun was about to set.
Lucion escorted Tella to the carriage she came in and sent her off.
“Thank You for helping me several times today.”
“No. I enjoyed myself too. I had a feeling we became a bit closer.”
Tella sent him a smile and climbed into the carriage.
“Then see You tomorrow at the banquet.”
“Yes. See You tomorrow.”
After the carriage departed, Lucion turned his back without any regrets.
“Young Master. Shall we attack now?”
Hyum glanced at the side and asked.
“No, not yet.”
Lucion shook his head.
Not long after he left the villa, Russell informed him that he had a tail.
Four people.
‘This time the bastard from the Viscount Hellion family sent assassins.’
Lucion learned the enemy’s identity through Russell.
It seemed that they saw ‘Lucion Cronia’ on the banquet’s attendance list and made a plan.
‘That plan is probably led by Hellion’s eldest son.’
No matter how angry the head of the Hellion family became because of his sons, there was no way he would take such a sloppy action.
‘That bastard is probably in this city.’
Lucion naturally avoided people and headed outside the city where the enemies would feel like they had an advantage.
“Hyum.”
Around the time he thought they made sufficient distance from the city, Lucion called to Hyum.
“Yes, Young Master.”
“Do you know how to kill a person?”
“Yes. I know.”
“Okay. Those bastards will die here today.”
Lucion footsteps stopped, and he looked at the bastards.
At the time when the sun disappeared and darkness descended.
Before the enemies could move, Lucion tied them with Darkness in the blink of an eye and stopped their movements.
“Kill.”
Hyum moved at Lucion’s order.
***
“You’re late, huh?”
Lucion was startled by Carson’s voice.
He didn’t expect Carson to wait in front of his room.
The butler, who was guiding the way, was also surprised.
— Hihihi. Latta isn’t surprised.
Only Latta chuckled as if she was having fun.
The butler quietly left seeing Carson.
“I went looking around the night market, so I’m late.”
It was a fact.
Lucion deliberately visited the night market to erase the scent of blood from his body.
“Do you need my help?”
Lucion was shocked by Carson’s question.
[Carson didn’t miss your tricks.]
Russell teased him, but he was completely right.
In no way did he expect that Carson would smell blood like a devil.
Lucion shook his head.
“I’m clumsy, but I’m Cronia, too.”
“Alright. Go rest.”
Carson turned around and walked down the corridor.
Lucion also entered his room.
While he was roughly taking off his clothes, Russell hesitated and then spoke up.
[Anyway, that, um…]
“Master-nim.”
[Yeah.]
“I’m Cronia. I live at the border. Even though I’ve never held a sword, I saw the war. I experienced people dying.”
Lucion smiled, telling him not to worry.
“… Anyway, I think I’ll have to see the end of it tomorrow.”
Before one of the four people died, he informed him about the inn where the eldest son of Viscount Hellion was staying.
“It’s a pity. Originally, I wanted to use him to learn the sword, but that won’t work anymore.”
[You plan to kill him?]
Russell quietly asked.
He didn’t exactly plan on stopping him.
Rather, if Lucion was staying quiet, he would be urging him.
“No. I won’t kill him.”
Lucion spoke calmly while stroking Latta.
“I’ll make him choose death.”
***
The Divine Beast’s birthday celebration banquet started at 10 am instead of at night.
Lucion woke up before the rooster cried at dawn and entrusted himself to the maids.
For how long did he cover his hungry stomach while changing clothes several times? How long did he have to stand like a mannequin to match hundreds of accessories to the clothes, and how many times had he changed between several pairs of boots while his hair was combed to the point that his scalp tingled?
Lucion, who barely climbed into the carriage, sighed.
The streets were already crowded with people wanting to see the Divine Beast, and the carriage lined up on one side of the four-lane street.
[High-ranking nobles are the different of the different.]
Russell looked at the carriages standing in line and the Cronia family’s carriage energetically running past them, and slightly frowned.
How long was it?
Lucion woke up from his sleep at the sound of the coachman knocking on the door.
The banquet at last.
Through the sunlight entering the carriage door, Lucion landed on the ground.
*~*~*
Translator’s note:
*this translator, translating*
*faces the choice of naming the artifact larva or something normal*
‘… This is the wailing of my distant biologist past!’
*Tears of Larvis are created!*
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