CYSIAW (39)

Translator: Wan ED/PR: Fan

 
 

Chapter 39. Refreshingly sweet scent! (3)

 

Devia’s face twisted.

How could a person be so wretched?

Wasn’t she begging for her life from the bastard who stole everything from her?
 

“In any case… we’re already dead. Sooner or later we will be killed by Cronia.”

“You’re giving up after all of that?”

“Because I don’t want to do it anymore! Although my hands are dirty, I don’t want to die with even dirtier hands when I die!”

“That’s truly funny bullshit.”
 

At Lucion’s teasing words, veins bulged on Devia’s neck.
 

“Your owner can do it in person, right?! He can personally step in to capture Lucion and destroy Cronia! Is he scared of stepping out? He is scared that Cronia will trample him, right?”
 

Seeing Devia protecting the last of her dignity, while trembling, Lucion made up his mind.
 

‘… She really doesn’t seem to know anything else.’
 

Lucion found it pitiful.

Devia was just someone caught in the middle.
 

‘But it’s not that there are no ways, right?’
 

If Devia acquired a debt, there would be people who paid that debt.
 

“Give it.”
 

Lucion stretched out his hand.

The bastards, who are in a tight spot, tend to each hold onto something.
 

“Take it! Because I don’t need anything like this!”
 

Devia took off her earring right away and threw it at Lucion.
 

Tak.
 

Hyum caught the earring, and Devia’s eyes were filled with tears.
 

[A key shaped earring? It’s not a real earring, right?]
 

Russell stared at the earring Hyum caught.
 

“Now just leave. Please!”
 

At Devia’s shriek, Lucion stood up.
 

Snap.
 

The blue thread connecting with Sean and Devia was cut.
 

‘It’s certainly a key.’
 

Lucion felt the corner of his mouth rising.

He had nothing more to gain from Devia.

He could deal with them here, but if he did so, Carson and Heint would lose their tail.

Sean and Devia’s heads had to be cut off in the name of Cronia.
 

“Get out.”
 

Instead, Lucion chased Devia away.

If she was meeting someone here, didn’t it mean that the real bastards would soon come here?
 

‘How can I miss such an opportunity?’
 

Lucion sat down again and watched Devia call someone to hold Sean and leave.
 

[Hope the bastards will come soon so we can interrogate them.]
 

Russell smirked.
 

“Yes. It’s okay even if they don’t.”
 

Lucion accepted the key from Hyum and called out to her.
 

“Lenteal.”

“Yes, Young Master.”

“Do you know the order of action against the bastards who are coming?”

“I know.”
 

Lucion waited for the bastards, feeling like a spider spinning its web and waiting for its prey.
 

***
 
Knock, knock.
 

Lucion opened his eyes at the sound of knocking.

The bastards who came to the establishment were crushed, but those bastards were tough.

At least he learned about the place for the key Devia gave him.

He had no memories of how he got to the villa yesterday.
 

“… Ugh.”
 

Lucion let out a groan.

The ‘Shadow movement’ used by Latta was seriously a good ability, but the problem was that it ate enormous amounts of Darkness.

At the same time that Latta consumed Darkness to use the skill, she replenished it with his Darkness, so in the end, it was no different from him using it.
 

[Sick, right? That’s because you went to the Grand Temple, got hit by the Light emitted by the priests, received the blessing of Light from the Divine Beast, and then in the weakened state you used up almost all of your Darkness.]
 

Russell nagged with an unhappy face.
 

[In addition, how many times did you vomit blood? If you weren’t sick in such a situation, you wouldn’t be human.]

— Latta, who used Whoosh, is fine.
 

Latta crawled onto the bed and stared at Lucion.

Lucion’s face was slightly flushed.
 

[A Divine Best can’t get sick. Rather, it would be a big deal if you got sick. Because it would mean you’re close to extinction.]
 

Russell sighed.
 

[Hyum is outside, there is no need to leave him standing.]

“Come in.”
 

The moment Lucion’s words fell, the door opened.

Hyum was holding a tray in his two hands.
 

“Young Master, how are You feeling?”

“What time is it now?”

“Around 3 o’clock in the afternoon.”

“… I slept that long?”
 

Lucion opened his eyes wide.

He ended up missing the second day of the banquet.
 

‘That’s a pity.’
 

[Don’t think it’s a pity.]
 

When Russell hit the nail on the head, as if he had read his thoughts, Lucion was startled.
 

“The first young master ordered not to wake Young Master.”
 

Hyum placed down the tray he was holding and spoke up.

The aromatic smell of soup tickled Lucion’s nose.
 

“Yeah?”
 

Lucion calmly replied and stretched his hand towards Hyum, requesting a spoon.

He just happened to be really hungry.
 

“Young Master.”
 

When Hyum lowered his voice, Lucion raised his head and looked at him.

There was a slight fear mixed in his expression.
 

“Speak.”

“Was my judgment right?”

“What judgment?”

“At first, because it’s unknown when such a big banquet will be held again, I thought missing a day would bring a lot of damage to Young Master, so I should wake You up.”
 

Lucion quietly listened to those words.

It could be the first decision Hyum made after thinking.

Hyum spoke extremely carefully.
 

“However, I learned that in my work as a valet to assist Young Master, I have to prioritize Young Master’s life.”

“That’s right. No matter what, my life comes first. On this point, you did amazing, Hyum.”
 

Lucion received the spoon with a calm face.

Hyum, whose expression was mixed with fear just like before, sighed.
 

“I worried over and over until the first young master gave an order at dawn. I realized once again how difficult decisions are, and learned how amazing Young Master, who makes decisions every time, is.”
 

Lucion certainly understood Hyum’s standpoint in this matter.

He was like a baby duck who hatched from an egg.

Just like it would just follow its mother, there was a high chance that Hyum also only followed orders until now.

But as he had changed, Hyum also seemed to had to change.
 

— Well done, well done.
 

Latta, who jumped off the bed, rubbed her face against Hyum’s leg with a faint smile.

It didn’t seem like Latta knew what the meaning of it was and was just talking.

Lucion, who took a sip of the soup, felt the back of his head tingling and raised it.
 

‘Just as expected.’
 

Russell’s gaze, which looked at him happily, as if he watched his child take his first step, was truly unpleasant.
 

“Master-nim.”
 

Lucion’s forehead wrinkled deeply.
 

[Yeah.]

“Why do you keep looking at me like this? It’s uncomfortable.”

[I feel pride because my disciple became a human being. Mm, extreme pride. Enough that I feel like I should brag about it all around.]
 

Lucion was annoyed by his reflexive action of shutting his mouth at every mention of his past.
 

“Young Master isn’t human?”
 

Hyum asked hopefully.
 

[Human, human. But not the human you know. I still remember the curses Lucion hurled at me. The abrupt foul language during our first meeting. That… what?]
 

Because Russell’s words touched his sore spot, Lucion couldn’t help but nervously scoop up the spoon.
 

‘Damn…’
 

[Eat slowly. You will have a stomach ache.]
 

Russell looked at Lucion, who wasn’t able to say a word, and giggled.
 

***
 
After hurriedly filling his starving stomach with soup, Lucion ate a fever reducer, fell asleep again, and then opened his eyes.
 

[Awake? Good timing. Carson came to your room.]
 

The half-asleep Lucion was instantly woken up by those words.

Seeing Carson truly reading a book, Lucion instinctively sucked in a breath.

And what was up with Latta obediently curling up on his knees.
 

— Hi, Lucion!
 

Latta looked at Lucion with a bright smile.
 

“Where are you planning to go again?”
 

Carson asked.
 

[That’s a wise question.]
 

Russell nodded and said.
 

“From Hyung-nim’s words, one may think that I wander around all the time.”

“Don’t you run around like an unbridled colt these days? Rest. Because I’m going to report everything to Father properly.”
 

At those words, Lucion’s heart sank.
 

“Thinking about it, why did Hyung-nim come back so early? It’s not time for the banquet to end yet.”

“It’s annoying to waste time, and I hate forced smiles, so I came back.”
 

Carson replied with a dry voice.

He thought it was truly like Carson.
 

“Even so, I don’t think it was a waste of time.”

“Yeah. It probably wasn’t a waste of time. However, at least for me, it could only be a waste of time.”
 

Cronia was the family that protected the border.

The second child, his older sister, abandoned the family, as if running away from the border she hated, and he was so tormented by the ghosts that he was broken enough to almost lose his mind.

Naturally, Carson took the sword, became a knight and returned to Cronia to protect the border.

No matter who you asked, the next border protector was Carson.

He couldn’t imagine how many nobles would protest if his influence reached the center.
 

“… Do You regret it?”
 

At Lucion’s question, Carson closed the book.
 

“Father gave me an opportunity to choose. It’s something I chose myself, so I don’t have useless thoughts.”

“Yes. You wouldn’t.”

“How do you feel? Through the doctor I confirmed that the fever dropped.”

“I’m okay enough to wander around even now.”

“Don’t do it today.”
 

Carson didn’t give Lucion any chance to stealthily try to move.
 

“Remember the promise that your safety comes before your freedom. I think you should act more docile before I attach a knight.”
 

At Carson’s following warning, Lucion grasped the blanket with a dissatisfied face, but didn’t say anything.

Frankly, considering what happened yesterday, he didn’t feel like getting dragged out of the villa right away.

As Carson put up with this much, why would he get on his nerves when he wouldn’t be able to participate in the banquet anyway?
 

“Yes. I know. But what do You want, Hyung-nim?”
 

That said, there was no way that he would speak prettily.

Lucion asked, slightly off.
 

“Caught.”
 

Carson replied.

It seemed that they caught Sean and Devia through the information he spilled.

But Lucion asked, pretending not to know.
 

“What do You mean?”

“The things that sold your information.”

“Really?… No, how did you find them and catch them?”

“Found them yesterday. We chased after Sean, who fled at dawn today, and caught them.”
 

‘You knew since yesterday… ? You didn’t say a word to me.’
 

Lucion’s face twisted slightly at the subtle sense of betrayal.

At Lucion’s twisted expression, Carson smiled, as if telling him not to worry.
 

“As they should be being interrogated by Father right around now, the culprit will soon be revealed.”

“But who is Devia Jeven?”

[Wow…]
 

Russell was amazed by Lucion’s natural expressions while acting.
 

[Do nobles learn facial acting or something?]
 

At Russell’s question, Lucion slightly nodded.
 

[Huh… You really do learn it?]

“Just useless trash, so don’t bother anymore.”
 

Carson stroked Latta.

As the Jeven Viscount family will disappear today at the earliest, and within a week at the latest, it was a place unnecessary to know about.

Carson stood up, and Latta climbed down to the ground, while Latta smacked her lips as if feeling regretful and stretched.
 

“I won’t stop you tomorrow, so do whatever you want.”

“Thank You, Hyung-nim.”

“Rest.”
 

Finishing his business, Carson slipped out of Lucion’s room.
 

‘… Who is the culprit?’
 

Carson walked quietly.

When they caught Sean and Devia, they were already beaten up by someone.
 

‘Was it the bastard, who they handed over the information?’
 

Sean’s face was especially a mess, and he said he was thrashed by some woman.

An ability to rough-up a knight to this degree?
 

‘And Viscount Hellion’s eldest son was discovered after being attacked yesterday.’
 

That information spread through the mouths of the nobles at the banquet today.

Someone broke both of his legs and made him unable to walk, so it was rumored to be a pretty brutal method.
 

‘Lucion was out yesterday.’
 

He didn’t know what he was doing, but the timing was too perfect.

More than anything, Lucion certainly had a grudge and motive.

But looking at the distance between the two incidents, Lucion, as an ordinary person, couldn’t pull it off.
 

‘I ordered everyone to keep their mouths shut about Lucion being out yesterday, so it should be fine.’
 

Even without knowing who was responsible for the incidents, Carson didn’t wish for Lucion to be involved in them.

Because the rumors were already excruciating.
 

***
 
[He is gone, so you don’t need to act like a sinner.]
 

Russell looked at Lucion, who was sighing, and said.
 

“Do You think hyung-nim perhaps noticed?”
 

Lucion lowered his voice and asked.
 

[No. I didn’t see any signs of it.]
 

The moment Russell said that, Lucion swept a hand over his chest.
 

‘It’s okay if hyung-nim didn’t notice.’
 

Even if he thought about it, the timing was exquisite.

He wasn’t deliberately aiming for it, but he couldn’t help but be nervous.
 

“Latta.”

— Yeah.
 

Latta jumped on the bed and looked at Lucion with eyes full of expectations.
 

“Contact Ghost No. 8.”
 

His organization wasn’t named yet, but it was time to confirm how Krone was doing in establishing the organization.
 

*~*~*
 
Translator’s note:

Russell who just learned that nobles learn facial acting: No, he didn’t show anything.

 

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