Translator: Wan ED/PR: Fan
“You mean you saw the word ‘Darkness’ written on it?”
When Lucion asked, Hyum nodded.
“Yes. I certainly saw it, as it was one of the words I have learned.”
[Yeah. Hyum saw it properly. That priest was dyed by Darkness. That’s what the temple calls a ‘corrupt priest’.]
‘So that’s why he was less unpleasant?’
Lucion at last figured out what the strange feeling he felt from that priest was.
“But did no one in the temple know about this?”
Regardless of the reason, Lucion was only surprised no one knew about it.
[There are too many priests, so they could truly not know, or there is a chance that even if someone knew, they hid it. Or, they could be won over after the warlock dyed the priest with Darkness.]
“There are quite a number of possibilities.”
Lucion nodded.
In the novel, it was revealed that this event was a warlock’s scheme.
‘Will it be the same this time, too?’
Lucion put aside his thoughts and spoke to Hyum and Latta.
“Good work, both of you.”
— Ehem. Latta is versatile. Latta does everything well.
Lucion’s shadow wriggled.
“No. I didn’t do anything. Everything was achieved with Young Master’s power.”
Hyum smiled brightly like Latta.
“Hyum.”
“Yes, Young Master.”
“Let’s go.”
Lucion was getting slightly worried now.
‘Will hyung-nim be very angry?’
He walked quite a distance.
He thought that by about now, Carson and Heint would have returned to the resting area after finding the bombs.
Just imagining it was truly terrifying.
***
“Luci…”
“My apologies.”
The moment Lucion saw Carson’s expression, he bowed his head right away.
How little was his head worth?
It was better than Carson calling a knight and forcing him to return to the villa.
[Is this banquet smeared with honey?]
At Lucion’s actions, expressing that he doesn’t want to leave the Grand Temple anytime soon, Russell kept sighing.
He recognized the many benefits of attending the banquet, but Lucion’s safety and health had to be prioritized above everything else.
“…”
Carson closed his mouth and calmed down his anger.
That kid never went out this far and never was in such a big place.
It was natural to be curious.
Rather, it was more of his responsibility, as he left Lucion alone.
“Okay.”
Carson held back his anger because he didn’t want to say anything to Lucion in front of Heint.
“… You’re holding back your anger?”
Heint was so surprised he spoke up, and then hastily covered his mouth.
Carson’s gaze was so murderous, it was a bit too much to bear.
“Where did you go?”
Carson asked with a slightly sharp voice.
“I went for a walk around for a moment. When will I be able to come to the Grand Temple again?”
Lucion didn’t make excuses and put in some of the truths.
Carson spared his words for a moment.
The divine powers allergy was pitiful, but it was a disease with no cure.
And Lucion was on the severe side.
‘Father building a temple in Cronia far from the city, and gnashing His teeth at the temple was all for you, but…’
He didn’t know what kind of gaze Lucion was looking at this, but his words sounded truly pitiful.
“You will come here again, so don’t wander on your own from now on.”
Carson quietly assured Lucion.
“Yes. Now I’ll really obediently follow only after Hyung-nim.”
“You speak very well, eh?”
“Isn’t it less of a hassle if I at least speak well?”
At Lucion’s innocent smile, Carson laughed as if at a loss.
Setting aside the reason, he was truly glad that Lucion became a lot brighter.
“So, how was it?”
Lucion knew everything, but pretended to not know it.
“Here.”
Heint took out something from his pocket and answered.
Looking at the object, Lucion quickly became doubtful.
No matter how he looked, it was a rock.
“Isn’t it a rock?”
When Lucion asked, Heint nodded.
“Right. It’s a rock. To be precise, it’s a bomb masked as a rock. See it on the bottom?”
Heint turned the rock around and there was a round object attached to the bottom.
[Really… that’s incredible.]
132 bombs.
Thinking how the culprit attached the bombs to the rocks one after another, he flapped his tongue at such devotion.
“That round thing is a bomb?”
Lucion pointed at the round object with his finger, and Heint nodded.
“Right. The problem is we don’t know how many of those bombs there are.”
Carson sighed deeply, and then looked at Lucion.
“Your prediction was right, Lucion. It seems that the weakened Light at the Grand Temple wasn’t a simple mistake.”
“I hoped that my worries wouldn’t become a reality… ah!”
Lucion made a face as if he regretted it.
Then he promptly rummaged through his pockets as if he thought of something.
“Hyung-nim. While I was wandering around I picked up an object that a priest-nim dropped. I couldn’t chase him because there were too many people. But something is strange about it.”
“Show it to me.”
Carson examined the bomb switch handed by Lucion.
As Carson’s forehead quickly wrinkled, he hurriedly examined the back of it.
“Didn’t you see a mana stone here?”
“It somewhat looked dangerous, so I took mana stone out.”
“Good job.”
Carson spoke with relief.
It looked like a decoration, but it was a bomb switch.
“Lucion. Did you perhaps see that priest’s face?”
“Yes. I saw it.”
Lucion nodded.
“But Hyung-nim.”
“Speak.”
“Who are You going to report this fact to?”
At Lucion’s sharp question, Carson hesitated.
This was the Grand Temple, and the culprit was a priest.
Even if they revealed it to someone, the priests would in the end take care of their family, right?
That said, it wasn’t something they couldn’t pretend to not know with the temple.
They had to be seriously careful about revealing this truth.
Carson’s gaze automatically headed towards Heint.
Among them, didn’t Heint, who possessed the power of Light, have the closest relationship with the priests?
“Um…”
The moment Heint received that gaze, he started to think who would be appropriate.
“Ah.”
At that moment, Lucion shouted as if he realized something.
“I was informed by Young Lady Tella that someone from the royal family came here. How about making it a three-party meeting?”
The royal family and the border were keeping each other in check, and the royal family and the temple were also keeping each other in check.
Because the border and the temple also couldn’t be said to have a good relationship, wouldn’t it be interesting if those parties, which kept each other in check, met?
“Good idea, Lucion.”
Carson praised him.
It would be a situation where they couldn’t help but do their best to keep each other in check.
Between the royal family, the border, and the temple, the one who would get only profits out of it was the border.
“The problem is… I don’t know where the person sent by the royal family is.”
Lucion hesitated slightly.
How do they find the royal in this vast place?
“Leave that to me.”
Heint smirked.
“I met with His Highness a moment ago, that’s the road I came from.”
“His Highness?”
Lucion made a bewildered face.
“It’s a banquet, so didn’t many knights come? I thought about the places that wouldn’t be pressured by my Father while walking, and then saw a face I was somehow familiar with.”
Heint snapped his finger.
“That was His Highness.”
“… No way, you are not saying that you have asked to join the Imperial Knights, right?”
At Carson’s question, Heint replied nonchalantly.
“Why not? Why should I miss such an opportunity?”
“This crazy bastard….”
Carson’s face crumpled.
The Royal Knights Order wasn’t something that anyone could join.
Of course, it didn’t mean that Heint didn’t have sufficient abilities.
It was that the process of becoming a knight and becoming a royal knight was different from the beginning.
“His Highness said I was funny and set a special condition.”
Heint looked at Lucion with a smile.
“If I stop an enormous crisis that was close to a disaster, I’ll be accepted as a royal knight. Of course, I knew he said it with a meaning of refusal.”
‘… this crazy luck.’
Lucion worked hard to maintain his expression.
The time changed, but the protagonist’s crazy luck didn’t seem to have changed.
[He was born lucky.]
Even Russell couldn’t help but be surprised.
“However, I really pulled it off.”
Heint said calmly, as he bowed his head to Lucion.
“It’s all thanks to you. I don’t know how I’ll repay that favor.”
Lucion’s eyes grew wide.
‘Why is the story going like this?’
His mouth suddenly felt dry.
Why did he make a bet with a prince?
Lucion felt like punching the prince’s mouth right now.
“You will have to pay it back for eternity.”
Carson certainly hit the nail.
“Because I’m a witness.”
‘Hyung-nim. You can’t do that.’
Lucion fiddled with his fingers.
Though he was promoted from the friend’s dongsaeng to benefactor, he didn’t even have an ounce of happiness.
Rather, it was somehow more uncomfortable to be perceived by Heint as a ‘colleague’.
‘… But even with this, it isn’t cut?’
Lucion stared at the red thread that was still connected.
‘What is lacking?’
Setting aside all reasons, Lucion suddenly wanted to go back to the villa.
‘… Damn.’
***
The place Heint headed to was the Grand Temple’s garden.
Because the banquet was postponed for two hours, there were quite a lot of people in the garden.
Heint passed them by and pointed at a thin noble youth who was dead asleep leaning on the bench.
“That’s the Person.”
Carson examined the surroundings.
He seemed to be alone, but there were quite a lot of people protecting the prince.
[For the life of me, I didn’t really expect to see a real prince.]
Russell hovered around the prince and marveled.
“Your Highness.”
The prince opened his eyes at Carson’s voice.
“I think it’s quite something to wake a person who is sleeping soundly.”
The prince’s gaze swept over Heint, Carson and Lucion.
‘I don’t know which prince it is.’
Lucion first bowed towards the prince.
If not for this matter, this meeting would be so uncomfortable it would be unknown if they would even see each other once a year.
“I don’t know what matter you seek me for, but as I’m shadowed, we should move.”
The prince stood up and passed Heint like a breeze.
“I didn’t know that your mouth was so cheap.”
The prince’s whispers and eyes full of disappointment poured on Heint.
***
While Lucion’s party and the prince moved to a place with no people, Carson stealthy showed Lucion five fingers.
‘… Fifth prince?’
In the novel, the person who became the crown prince was the fourth prince.
There were quite a lot of rumors about him in the novel.
The rumors were mostly bad ones.
In truth, it was the fact that the Tesealla Empire started to falter when the fourth prince became the crown prince.
‘The fifth prince.’
Lucion thought about it deeply, but the only information he had was that he died when the fourth prince rose to the position of the emperor.
“Allow me to officially greet You. I’m the firstborn of the Cronia family, Carson Cronia.”
“I’m the youngest, Lucion Cronia.”
Following Carson, Lucion also politely greeted the prince according to the etiquette.
“Pleasure. I’m Tesealla Empire’s fifth prince, Cetil Tesealla.”
Cetil accepted the two people’s greetings with a formal smile.
He especially looked at Lucion with much more interest.
“I wanted to have a personal conversation with Lord Lucion, but let’s leave it for later.”
Cetil looked at Heint.
“What do you have to urgently talk with me about?”
Heint calmly summarized what happened up till now.
Cetil’s face gradually stiffened, and the moment Heint finished his words, he spoke up.
“This is a temple, but this place is the Tesealla Empire. You lads brought a big thing. Naturally, the royal family should step in. Such a big matter cannot be left only to the temple to take care of.”
Cetil put emphasis in his voice and stood up.
“Let’s go.”
That word felt unexpectedly very reassuring
Lucion followed after Cetil, unable to imagine how the temple would turn out after the royal family’s intervention.
“Ah, I forgot to say it.”
Cetil stopped in his tracks and looked at Lucion with a soft smile.
“Thank you, Lord Lucion Cronia. The royal family won’t forget your wisdom.”
*~*~*
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