Translator: Wan ED/PR: Fan
It was a young lady with an impressive purple curly hair.
However, just from the face it was difficult to know what the young lady’s name or family was.
At that moment, he heard Tella’s voice.
“Young Lady Devia. This way.”
“Ah, Young Lady Tella.”
The young lady Lucion was targeting walked up to Tella.
There were already many people around Tella.
‘You really have wide connections.’
Lucion slightly opened his mouth seeing Tella’s connections.
[You can also become like this. Now is just the start.]
Lucion hesitated at Russell’s unexpected consolation and looked at him.
[So, start slowly. It’s plainly visible that every time people look at you, you break out in a cold sweat and your hands tremble.]
“… You have really good eyes.”
Lucion smoothed his clothes.
He had to gradually get used to people’s gazes.
“Well done, Hyum.”
Lucion complimented Hyum.
Then, he put a smile on his face and walked up to Tella.
“Young Lady Tella.”
At Lucion’s voice, Tella put down the plate she was holding in her hand and approached Lucion.
“Are You okay? I heard that You collapsed.”
“I’m okay. I came to say goodbye because I was bothered how I sent You away like that before.”
“Really?”
Tella smiled brightly, then as if she thought of something, she whispered.
“If Young Master is okay with it, can I introduce Young Master to these people? Of course, I’ll do so quietly.”
Her eyes conveyed a strong desire to quickly introduce her close friend.
“Yes, it’s okay.”
Rather, it was something Lucion wanted.
When Lucion permitted it, Tella approached the people and pointed at Lucion with a proud voice.
“This is my close friend Young Master Lucion Cronia.”
As if she deliberately lowered her voice, only a few heard it.
But her gaze showed her pride instantly.
Tella walked up to Lucion and introduced people one after another, pointing them out.
Lucion leaned his ears to the names of people introduced by Tella.
Because they were people he might meet someday, it would be a pity to miss such a small opportunity.
“… And this one is the daughter of Viscount Jeven, Young Lady Devia Jeven.”
The moment Tella pointed at Devia, a blue thread connected her as if it was the right answer.
The other end was probably with Sean.
“Young Lady Tella.”
“Yes, Young Master.”
“It’s a pity, but I’m afraid I’ll have to go.”
Lucion already learned who the owner of the refreshingly sweet smell was.
Thinking of Carson, who was waiting for him, Lucion retreated.
It wasn’t night yet.
***
Lucion, who returned to the villa, headed to Carson’s room.
Knock, knock.
“Hyung-nim, it’s me.”
“Come in.”
When Lucion opened the door, Carson looked at Lucion with dissatisfaction.
“I don’t know why you are still in outerwear.”
“I’m going out for a little walk in a moment.”
Carson sighed deeply.
“Do it tomorrow.”
[Yeah. That’s rational. Considering your state today, you should obediently go to bed, close your eyes and sleep.]
Russell nodded at Carson’s wise choice.
How embarrassing was the time he said that Lucion should go out now.
It was suffocating to see him not take a step out of the room in the past, but now, funnily enough, he was trying to stop him from going out.
“I have to do it today. No, even today is a bit late.”
Lucion persuaded Carson.
“What is the reason?”
“That bastard who touched me might be escaping by now.”
“Is it about what happened yesterday?”
The day he went out to meet with Tella Luteon, Lucion came back covered in the smell of blood.
“Yes. That’s correct. But it’s not a big enough deal for Hyung-nim to bother.”
Even though Lucion said he didn’t kill anyone that day, Carson was worried.
“Do you need a few knights?”
But Carson didn’t stop Lucion.
He said he was touched, so shouldn’t it naturally be paid back?
“That won’t be necessary.”
“Then, tell me if you need help dealing with the aftermath.”
“Yes. If I can’t deal with it, I’ll tell Hyung-nim.”
Lucion bowed, and left.
‘Should I attach someone…?’
Carson looked at the door in thought.
But he soon shook his head.
He was a child with good senses since he was young.
They would attach skilled people to him, but every time Lucion threatened Novio or him to stop keeping surveillance on him.
‘They will get caught even now, so I should wait until Lucion comes back.’
The boy called Hyum, who Lucion brought, confirmed his power on the first day.
If he had the power to break the floor, he could beat up decent bastards.
‘When the banquet ends, I should order him to train with Lucion.’
It was a shame to leave him be.
***
[No surveillance.]
The moment Lucion left the villa, Russell informed him.
Behind the nearby shop, Lucion put on a hood and the mask he received from Russell.
[At last, it’s time for that bad boy to play its role.]
Russell teased his ticklish mouth.
[First of all, this bad boy…]
— Lucion’s hair color changed!
Latta noticed the color of Lucion’s hair visible under the hood at a glance.
[Right. Naturally, the hair color and the voice are changed. It’s not fun to wear a pitch black mask, so its color can change, too. Ah, there are small functions besides that, but looking at your expression, you don’t have any expectations.]
“Was it so obvious… aah.”
Lucion was about to tease back, but felt strange, because his own voice was unfamiliar.
— The voice is strange. Lucion is not Lucion.
Latta stomped her front paw as she spoke.
“Just from the voice, it certainly seems like a completely different person. I think it will take some time getting used to.”
At Hyum’s words, Lucion smiled.
Hyum changed from a boy to a girl at some point.
No matter how one looked, the one who changed the most was Hyum.
Lucion took off the things that could give away the fact that he was Lucion and put them in the magic pouch.
“Let’s go.”
The first bastard to beat up was the eldest son of Viscount Hellion.
He thought he endured for long, something unlike himself.
***
The eldest son of Viscount Hellion sent some insignificant assassins to kill Lucion.
As there was no news from them, how anxious he would be?
And he couldn’t even go check because he was alone.
‘He would have stayed one more day at the inn.’
The eldest son bastard couldn’t go to the banquet, but he would ask an acquaintance who participated in the banquet and hear the news about him.
‘How surprised he had to be? Hearing the news that I was alive.’
Lucion tailed the eldest son who left the inn and was hurriedly running away.
It was impossible for the bastard’s acquaintance to inform him of the news about Lucion until after the banquet ended, which was around evening.
‘The timing is good.’
Lucion mixed among the people and followed the bastard who kept checking behind him, not caring whether he saw him or not, and walked a peaceful gait that was neither fast nor slow until the bastard left the city.
Night had fallen.
The bastard, who left the city, caught a whiff of something strange and started to run.
Lucion and Hyum also ran, chasing the bastard.
[Go right.]
Russell spoke with a calm voice.
“Thank You.”
Hyum without hesitation turned right and increased the speed.
‘… This crazy-’
Lucion was about to run, but he felt strength instantly leave his legs.
He felt that they were surely running together, but in fact, Hyum was matching his speed.
“Le-let go!”
The bastard’s scream was heard from the location on the right, which Russell pointed out.
That bastard.
How could he ever forget that voice?
Hyum walked up to Lucion, holding the bastard by the hem of his clothes and easily lifted him up.
[Puhahaha!]
Russell laughed at the bastard who was dangling in the air.
“Throw it.”
At Lucion’s command, Hyum threw the bastard to the ground.
Before he touched the ground, a thick branch hit his body.
Peuk!
The moment Lucion heard his scream, he picked up a branch that would be good for beating.
He didn’t plan to kill him, but he would beat him enough to kill.
“Keuk!”
The bastard immediately let out a scream.
However, Lucion didn’t pay any attention to it, and without saying a word, hit him again and again.
The reason his mother passed away was different from the rumors.
She had a weak body to begin with, and after she gave birth to him, it became even worse.
Peuk!
He remembered that even when he saw ghosts, she always treated him warmly as if it didn’t matter.
At that time, she was his only nest, and the only person who understood him.
Peuk!
Peuk!
At the same time as the branch snapped, the bastard vomited blood.
‘That mother…!’
Lucion put more strength into his hands.
[Lucion, stop here.]
Russell stopped Lucion, as he was about to lose his reason.
Lucion threw away the broken branch and wiped the blood that splattered onto the mask with a gloved hand.
[Calm down.]
Lucion’s expression, hidden by the mask, couldn’t be seen.
But he could guess how much anger he felt without even looking.
Lucion inhaled and nodded.
“… Why, why…”
The bastard’s body trembled as he barely spit out the words.
“Lenteal.”
Lucion spoke up.
“Yes.”
“Completely break both of his legs.”
Crush!
The moment Lucion gave the order, Hyum stomped without hesitation.
“Keeuuk!”
The bastard screamed again.
Lucion praised the spirit of the bastard who didn’t faint and stabbed the dagger, which he got beforehand, beside the bastard.
“You want to ask why I’m attacking you?”
Lucion crouched down and grabbed the man’s hair.
His face, covered in dirt and blood, was a mess.
As the tears and snot flowed on top of it, he looked exactly like trash that rolled on the ground for too long.
“It’s nothing. I just felt annoyed.”
Lucion’s voice was full of laughter.
“Why? Just such a day. A day when I suddenly feel very unpleasant for no reason and hate kicks in enough that I want to kill someone.”
The sweat flowed down in streams, as the bastard looked at Lucion as if he was a monster.
That bastard seemed to be an unknown creature he met for the first time in his life.
“It just happened to be you.”
There was no reason.
The creature said so.
That fact was even more scary, and it was fear he couldn’t endure.
“Do you feel your two broken legs?”
Lucion pointed at the dagger.
The man flinched just because of that motion.
“You have a choice now. Die or live. Whatever you choose, I’ll respect it, because it’s your life.”
Lucion stood up.
“Let’s meet again.”
The words of a promise for the next time.
Those words were unexpectedly even more scary.
The bastard screamed, and then finally lost consciousness.
“… Is it really true?”
Hyum quietly asked.
“What?”
“You suddenly felt unpleasant for no reason and just wanted to kill someone…”
“Obviously it’s a lie.”
Lucion smirked.
“Do you see me as a crazy bastard who would do such things?”
[Well, aren’t there such times?]
When Russell softly spoke up, Lucion immediately corrected him.
“Acting.”
“… Ah, it was acting?”
Hyum responded as if he didn’t know.
“About half?”
“Then will we come back to kill him?”
“That bastard is finished now. So don’t bother with him.”
Hyum was about to nod to Lucion’s command, but then revealed her doubts.
“That’s a bit hard.”
“What?”
“The last time we killed them. I don’t know why this time we didn’t kill. Besides that, there are situations where Young Master had to endure, even if the other person acted thoughtlessly, and the situations where You don’t. It’s hard for me to differentiate those situations.”
Hyum soon frowned.
“Following Young Master’s command…”
“No. You judge. Even if it means enraging me again, you have to judge.”
“I heard You need a dog who listens well.”
“Dogs also think. And have brains. The only thing I want from you is to not betray me.”
“… Understood. But it’s still difficult. Because I’m not human.”
Hyum followed behind Lucion with a sullen face.
The person who created her forced her not to think.
This body, which didn’t need to sleep or eat, was not human.
When she first realized it, Hyum tried to act as Anthony told her.
Because she at least could look human.
Lucion sighed and looked back.
“What are you worried about? You have thoughts, even if you aren’t human. As you have barely regained your body, think about what you want to do.”
“What I want to do…?”
Hyum opened her eyes wide.
“Yeah. Think about it slowly. We have another place to go.”
With the Divine Beast’s blessing, Latta obtained a new ability.
The owner of the refreshingly sweet scent, Devia Jevel, who sold his information.
It was time to catch her.
*~*~*
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