Translator: Wan ED/PR: Fan
“It’s an honor, Your Highness.”
Lucion bowed his head.
There was a reason why Cetil expressed direct gratitude to him.
The Tesealla Empire’s economics were controlled by the nobles, and the royal family’s power came from the royal faction’s nobles, including the royal family itself.
In case that incident wasn’t stopped, most of the nobles, including high-ranking nobles, would have died, and a great depression would have occurred.
How nice would he, who had stopped it, have looked?
[What is the royal family going to give you for this achievement?]
Russell was already full of anticipation.
Lucion knew that as this matter gradually gets bigger, the rewards will also get proportionally bigger.
Whatever the royal family gave him, they gained a considerable amount of debt just from it.
Wasn’t the other party the royal family?
***
Knock knock.
The priest in gray robes carefully knocked on the door of the bishop’s office.
“I’m busy right now, I’ll hear out your business later.”
The bishop’s voice was faintly heard from the door crack.
“Bishop-nim. The fifth prince-nim has come to see You.”
At the priest’s urgent voice, hurried footsteps leaked out from the door crack.
The moment the middle-age man, wearing pure white robes and a white hat, opened the door, he bowed his head.
“This servant of Light welcomes His Highness the Fifth Prince.”
“Pleasure. I came because I have something to talk to you about. Is now a good time?”
“Of course, Your Highness. This way, please.”
The bishop wanted to guide Cetil to the office, but he stood motionless, moving his eyes.
“Can you reduce the power of your Light for a moment? I have someone with a divine power allergy among my companions.”
The bishop looked behind the door for a moment, and then replied to Cetil’s words.
“Yes. It’s possible. Please wait just a moment.”
The bishop gave a signal to the priests around.
It was a signal to reduce the Light.
After the bishop himself also reduced his Light, he spoke up to Cetil again.
“It’s done now, Your Highness. My apologies for making You wait this long.”
“Everyone, come in.”
Cetil spoke up towards the door.
As the door opened and seeing Lucion’s party come in, the bishop hesitated.
Seeing Carson, he knew they were the people who informed the high priest of this incident.
The bishop quickly repeatedly bowed his head to them.
“I’m deeply thankful to You. We have almost presented a pretext to the people following Darkness.”
“No. We just did what we had to.”
Carson shook his head and showed humility.
“There is not much time left until the banquet, so I’ll keep the introductions brief. From the left is Lord Carson Cronia, Lord Lucion Cronia and Sir Heint Tria.”
The moment everyone sat down, Cetil briefly introduced Lucion’s party.
“If I knew that His Highness would have come…”
When the bishop opened his mouth, Cetil showed his palm and stopped the bishop from speaking.
He didn’t have time to listen to honeyed words.
The banquet was already postponed once.
Postponing it twice would be no different from canceling it.
Though this banquet was the Grand Temple’s work, because it was a matter of showing the Divine Beast which appeared after 20 years, it was a matter of the international image of the Tesealla Empire.
“Bombs had been planted in the Grand Temple.”
Cetil went straight to the point.
“…”
The bishop blinked, unable to say anything.
It was that shocking.
“Show it.”
At Cetil’s command, Carson handed over the bomb and the bomb switch.
“These things were discovered at the temple.”
“… Is-is it true?”
The bishop finally babbled out, flustered.
“Doesn’t that mean that the problem with the power of Light that ended up suspending the banquet also wasn’t a simple mistake?”
Cetil’s eyes became slightly sharp.
“Your Highness. This matter…”
“Lord Lucion said he saw a priest holding the bomb switch. In such a situation, should I gloss over it, as it’s the temple’s simple inside situation?”
At the bishop’s words that seemed like an excuse, Cetil quickly cut him off.
The bishop glared at Lucion for a moment.
His eyes weren’t so gentle.
“Because they got the bomb switch, the worst situation was prevented. But our subjects almost died.”
As if he resolved to thoroughly suppress the bishop, each time Cetil spoke, his words were extremely sharp.
‘Yeah. You should keep pressing. Don’t let them have other thoughts.’
Lucion very much liked the fifth prince’s cool words and actions.
“As a member of the royal family, I cannot let this matter just slide. Of course, I believe that the bishop has the same thoughts as me. Isn’t that right?”
Even when Cetil smiled, it was strangely sharp.
“Of course, Your Highness. I would never let this matter just slide. But, before that, I have something to ask.”
The bishop bowed his head, then after raising it, he glanced at Lucion again.
“To Lord Lucion Cronia.”
‘You’re coming at me?’
Lucion suppressed a snicker.
[As he can’t touch the prince, he thinks it’s easier to touch you?]
Russell grit his teeth.
‘Well, I expected it.’
Lucion knitted his fingers together and placed them on his stomach.
Bombs appeared in the temple, and word of this incident became known to the royal family.
How hateful would the Cronia family and Heint, who informed the prince of that fact, have looked?
‘Opportunely, I’m a witness, so it would look like if he attacks me, he would be able to make an excuse to escape, right?’
Lucion looked at the bishop who was making a triumphant face.
“I’ll permit it.”
Just when Cetil’s words dropped, the bishop spoke up.
“Just now, His Highness stated that the Lord ‘saw the priest with the bomb switch’. Is that true?”
“Yes. To speak precisely, I saw a decoration dropped by the priest-nim.”
“How did You know that decoration was a bomb switch?”
“Carson hyung-nim told me.”
“Ah, does that mean that until Lord Cerson Cronia informed You about it, You didn’t know that it was a bomb switch?”
As if he caught something, the bishop’s expression brightened.
[If you look at this like that, it would look as if the royal family and the border are holding hands to suppress the Grand Temple’s power. So I thought he would respond like this.]
Russell glared at the bishop with eyes full of malice.
[But even so, you want to do this to a child much younger than you?]
Russell spoke up the words Lucion himself wanted to say, and couldn’t suppress the laughter that was leaking out.
Dealing with the bishop was this funny.
“That’s right.”
“Why didn’t the Lord return that decoration to that priest? No, from the beginning, was it really a decoration dropped by a priest?”
The bishop, who found a fault to nitpick, excitedly passed the key points.
Really, wasn’t it unknown whether it was as Lucion asserted, and the priest dropped it, or not?
If there was no proof to this conundrum, then the temple could end this matter by cutting its own tail.
But Lucion didn’t care how the bishop wanted things to turn out.
“Is bishop-nim now insulting Cronia?”
“In-insulting?”
“Did You not wish to imply that I didn’t return that decoration because I coveted it?”
Just like the bishop skipped over the key points, Lucion also skipped over the key points.
“No, that’s not…”
“Bishop-nim. I’m Cronia. I can buy a thousand, no, a million of such decorations if I desire. How is Your comment just now not insulting me, no, Cronia?”
Lucion put strength in his voice.
“Please officially apologize for the insult right now.”
At Lucion’s remark, Russell just burst out laughing and said:
[Wow. That’s refreshing.]
Seeing Cetil’s eyes, the bishop couldn’t help but bow his head.
“I truly… apologize. I absolutely didn’t mean to insult Cronia. Please, don’t misunderstand.”
“Setting aside the apology, I wish to ask if bishop-nim truly wishes to solve this case, or is trying to simply escape by nitpicking my words.”
At Lucion’s following remark, the bishop felt very embarrassed.
Wasn’t it unlike a noble to talk this bluntly?
He looked easy because he was a boy, but he hit back instead.
“Tha-tha-that’s a misunderstanding. I only asked questions to clarify the situation. I hope You don’t misunderstand.”
“Then please ask a proper question so I don’t misunderstand, and don’t trample on my sincere desire to help the temple.”
The bishop stared blankly at Lucion for a moment, and then his shoulders slumped.
He tried to avoid responsibility, but instead gained even more responsibility.
“… Does the Lord remember that priest’s face?”
At last, the bishop asked a proper question.
“Yes. I remember it clearly. I just called that priest, trying to ask for directions, when he suddenly ran away.”
“You mean he… ran away?”
Cetil, who was quietly listening to the conversation, asked in absurdity.
“Yes, Your Highness. He ran away when he saw my face.”
At Lucion’s words, the face of the bishop darkened.
The corners of Cetil’s mouth slightly rose.
Wasn’t there only one reason why someone would avoid Lucion, who had a divine power allergy, and run away?
A corrupt priest.
Cetil called out.
“Bishop.”
“… Yes, Your Highness.”
The bishop responded naturally, as if he accepted everything.
“His Majesty will hear about this matter, so the Grand temple will have to be properly investigated.”
“Of course. I’ll take full responsibility for this matter.”
The fact that a corrupt priest appeared in a place none other than the Grand Temple couldn’t be seen as a political problem anymore.
Because as a follower of Light, his most fundamental duty was to punish Darkness.
“Lord Lucion Cronia.”
The bishop smiled.
“Thank You for clearing this servant of Light’s foolish mind. As I stayed in this position for a long time, I only thought of avoiding my responsibility.”
The bishop’s gaze headed not only to Lucion, but to Carson and Heint, too.
“All temples in the Tesealla Empire, naturally including the Grand Temple, have a debt of gratitude towards the three of You. I’m truly thankful.”
At last, the bishop seemed worthy of his bishop position, and Lucion sighed deeply.
“The royal family also owes you a great debt.”
Cetil looked at the three people as he spoke.
Soon, his gaze turned to Heint.
“You have won the bet you have made. Expect people to be sent soon.”
Cetil smiled towards Heint.
Heint suppressed the trembling corners of his lips and bowed his head to Cetil.
“Thank You, Your Highness.”
***
Carson and Heint went to search for bombs together with the priests, and Lucion pointed out the priest who was the culprit.
That priest was taken away to determine if he really was a corrupt priest.
They would know why he did that when he spoke up.
At last, Cetil left the Grand Temple to make a report, and the delayed banquet started.
Because not all the bombs were found yet, the banquet was held outside, and Lucion sat in the appropriate place to try to see what the Divine Beast looked like.
“There is Light in the hands of the priest with the Divine Beast. It seems that he will try to take out the Divine Beast now.”
Hyum explained the situation with a fascinated face.
“You see that?”
Lucion stood up from his seat, but he could only see people’s heads.
He thought that Hyum’s eyes were excellent to see that far.
— Latta wants to see, too.
Lucion’s shadow wriggled.
[Oh. It’s coming out now.]
Russell, who floated higher than usual, was excited like Hyum.
He was never as envious of Russell as he was now.
[Ah, that’s a pity. If there were no people, I would float you in the air.]
Russell spit out the words he didn’t mean, while giggling.
“… Huu.”
Lucion stopped breathing for a moment.
An enormous amount of Light gushed out of the place where people were gathered, and it became too difficult for him to breathe.
It seemed that the Divine Beast had appeared.
[Are you okay?]
Lucion shook his head at Russell’s question.
“… I feel like I’m going to die. It’s good that I’m here.”
[I felt that too, but now that the Divine Beast has appeared…. Hm. What? Isn’t the direction the Divine Beast is going a bit strange?]
“It seems like it’s coming towards Young Master.”
Hyum continued Russell’s words.
‘What on earth are you talking about?’
Lucion’s insides squirmed and he couldn’t open his mouth.
[It’s true. It’s clearly coming towards you?]
Russell, who was staring at the Divine Beast from the air, moved his mouth again.
Because the Light thickened, Lucion felt his hair stand up.
At that moment, the people suddenly parted like the sea.
‘… Crazy!’
Lucion opened his eyes wide.
*~*~*
Translator’s note:
Lucion: I want to see the Divine Beast.
*The Divine Beast comes to show itself to Lucion*
Lucion: I don’t want to see the Divine Beast.
(^Chronic illnesses be like that, to be frank.)
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