CYSIAW (82)

Translator: Wan ED/PR: Fan

 

Chapter 82. Loyal to You
 

‘… What?’
 

Lucion couldn’t speak for a moment.

There was no mention in the novel that Miella was the daughter of a viscount.
 

‘However, the appearance of the blue thread means that whether she said the truth or not, this matter can change my fate, even if only a little.’
 

Lucion thought about the appearance of the blue thread.
 

‘Aside from that, you mean I’ll get a whole mansion?’
 

In Lucion’s heart, Russell’s hideout was still his no. 1, but he didn’t want to forcibly take the place without getting permission.
 

‘It would certainly be much better than the current location…’
 

Lucion thought that disguising the organization members as viscount servants wasn’t a bad idea.

Rather, they would be much freer.
 

— Lucion is getting a house? The book Hyum read to Latta said that having a house means being successful. So will Lucion be successful?
 

Lucion almost burst out laughing at Latta’s words.
 

‘What book was Hyum reading to Latta?’
 

[Hm…]
 

Russell continued to be silent.

Wasn’t she a bit too quick to flip?
 

[That change is very sudden, can you trust her?]

[From my perspective, Lord Lucion’s actions made her explode with something she was suppressing. There is no way she would change like this otherwise.]

[Bethel, you make sense, but look into her eyes. There’s evil in them. She has a loose screw.]

[That… I agree.]
 

Bethel held back her words.

Miella’s eyes turned into those of a crazy person.
 

“So, You mean that You’re the successor of Viscount Chepplan?”

“I can prove it. Before I was chased out, I replaced the ring with the nobility symbol with a fake and took it with me. As You already know, I have good crafting skills.”
 

Miella lifted her sleeve and showed him a bracelet.

He thought it was really gaudy with many many rings hanging from the bracelet as decorations.

Miella showed him one ring from them with an unexpected ease.
 

“You can go there and receive confirmation right away. Because whichever noble family they are, the ring passed onto the family head is special. Before I was chased out, it was proof that I’m Viscount Chepplan’s Young Lady, to mobilize the connections we had.”

“Anyway, You mean that You’re going to give me Viscount Chepplan’s mansion?”

“Yes. I have no need for that mansion.”
 

Miella raised the corners of her lips.

Her smile was pretty wicked.
 

“It’s probably quite embarrassing. However, Your suggestion was just as embarrassing.”

“I concede.”
 

Lucion easily nodded his head, recognizing it.
 

“Anyway, isn’t it worth a try?”
 

At Miella’s question, Lucion crossed his arms.
 

“In addition, I also plan to borrow the name of ‘Chepplan’ from Miella-ssi.”

“Yes. Please take it. It’s good for me, if I consider it trust between us. And I don’t have any feelings or attachments to the Chepplan name.”

“Really?”
 

Lucion asked like he didn’t know.
 

“Look. I’m a noble young lady, who is making items at a small shop like this, right? I came here because I hated noble work. But I can pretend to be a noble young lady because it will help me.”

“Alright. Let’s write a contract first.”
 

Lucion stretched his hand to Hyum, and received some paper.

He planned to quickly take Chepplan’s name and rights she threw him before Miella changed her mind.
 

“Good. Then take off Your mask, please.”

“No. I’ll put jewels as collateral. Please take it.”
 

Lucion handed Miella a money pouch.

Miella opened the money pouch with a doubtful face and her mouth fell open.
 

“This, this…”

“Yes, I have a lot of money. I plan to get more in the future.”
 

Lucion waved the papers.
 

“Miella-ssi should sign this contract that proves that the owner of the Chepplan mansion is me, not You, and that You’re yielding all of Chepplan’s management rights to me.”
 

While Lucion was writing the documents, Bethel called out to Russell.
 

[Russell.]

[Yeah?]

[Did you teach Lord Lucion the art of living?]

[Me? No. Lucion learned it all on his own.]
 

Russell spoke with pride.

His mouth itched to boast about Lucion, but he valiantly endured.

His disciple was someone who would pick up on ten things if you point out just one thing, so he wanted to teach him everything.
 

[Anyway, Bethel. I’m glad you came. Thanks to the body-sharing, Lucion will be able to grow much faster.]

[Can’t you also naturally use body-sharing?]

[What in the world is natural? If I could, I would have already done it.]
 

Russell snorted, as he replied.

What Lucion wanted was to disguise Darkness as aura, so he could openly use dark magic.

However, because Lucion had insufficient physical strength and foundation, it couldn’t be guaranteed how much time it would take to create a situation where he could use aura at the standard of a knight.

In this situation, thanks to Bethel, who was a knight, Lucion could drastically decrease that time, and it seemed that Lucion already achieved a little of what he desired.
 

“You can sign it.”
 

Lucion handed Miella the papers.
 

“What is Your name?”
 

Miella asked.
 

“Hamel.”

“What precisely do You want from me?”

“To make good quality items. That’s all. Then what does Miella-ssi want?”

“Don’t cheat me. And don’t forcibly take my items.”

“I’m afraid that my hands will be cut off, so I obviously can’t.”
 

Lucion’s mask turned yellow.

Miella also giggled and signed.
 

“Anyway, it won’t harm me. With this money pouch alone, I could start over again.”

“Yes. That’s true, so I hope that Miella-ssi also doesn’t plan to stab me in the back.”

“Stab you in the back? I don’t want to die. I feel like I would be captured if I tried to flee. Moreover, I need to settle. It was horrible to be powerlessly swept around until now.”
 

Miella swept back her hair and looked at Lucion with sad eyes.
 

“But why aren’t You asking?”

“Do I have to ask?”

“Yeah.”
 

Lucion sighed.
 

“I’ll only listen while signing.”

“That’s too short.”

“Yes, because I don’t want to hear it.”

“Got it. I’ll speak as I like.”
 

Miella responded curtly, slowly moving her pen.
 

“It’s nothing much. Some dog-like gal rolled from somewhere, took my mother’s place, slandered me and chased me out. That bastard of a father was with her, so he probably had a hand in chasing me out too, right? So I have no attachment to the Chepplan name.”
 

Tok.
 

Miella tapped the desk as she put down the pen.
 

“I’ll pay back everything they owe me.”

“That’s a good mindset.”

“Right. I was taught by Hamel-ssi a moment ago.”

“Did I?”
 

Lucion pointed to himself, pretending not to know.
 

“Yes, you did. Here, take it. Today is the most refreshing and enjoyable day of my life.”
 

Lucion accepted the document Miella handed to him.
 

“Where is it?”
 

After confirming that she gave a proper signature, Lucion asked.

Miella pointed behind him.
 

“When You came here, did You perhaps see a mansion on a high hill?”

“That’s Chepplan’s mansion?”
 

Lucion asked in surprise.

When going to Miella’s place, he discovered a mansion standing alone on a hill.

To be precise, it was so covered by trees that Lucion didn’t see it, but Russell found it.

Bethel couldn’t hold back her curiosity and looked around.
 

[Ah. That place?]
 

Bethel recalled the mansion.
 

[The scenery is nice, and thanks to the surrounding forest, it doesn’t draw attention. I think the land is sturdy enough to endure a few magic hits.]
 

‘Bethel’s review isn’t bad?’
 

Lucion felt the corners of his mouth rise.

If the land was sturdy, then didn’t it mean it was good for digging tunnels?

He could summon the Ratmen.
 

“Pack Your bags, please.”
 

Lucion put the contract in his pocket and said to Miella.
 

[What? You’re going right now?]
 

Russell was startled.
 

“Bags…?”
 

Miella was also visibly confused.

In exchange, Lucion was momentarily speechless at the two people’s reactions.

The mansion wasn’t your friendly neighbor’s house, so how would he barge right in?

He was never one to act recklessly like this.

Lucion snorted and said.
 

“You have to go to the temporary base.”

“Right now?”

“Do You perhaps have many things to pack?”

“No. That’s not it… Can’t You give me a day? I grew fond of this place.”

“Wouldn’t the bastards whose hands you cut off a moment ago come back for revenge?”

“I’m going to pack.”
 

Miella didn’t hesitate any longer.

While she packed, Lucion stepped outside the shop and used the contact item.
 

“Krone.”

[Yes. Hamel-nim.]

“You’ll be sending people in a bit.”

[People?]

“If you mean where it is…”
 

***
 

[It’s crowded.]
 

Russell spoke up the moment he saw the temporary base.
 

[The last time it was just three people, but now there’s already over 30.]

“Indeed. Doesn’t it look a bit too small?”
 

Lucion spoke while slowly walking towards the temporary base.

Considering those people, the Ratmen and the people who are going to be recruited in the future, he thought he would need at least something as big as a mansion to accommodate them.
 

[Compared to their number, it’s certainly small. Because you said that you’re going to obtain a base, Krone wouldn’t be able to do anything. How suffocating must it be?]
 

At Russell’s words, Lucion awkwardly replied:
 

“Frankly, I didn’t think that the number of members would increase so quickly.”
 

Lucion thought it would take two months.

But it was barely two weeks.

Krone’s abilities when he had money to spare were outstanding.

Seeing the facts he heard from ghosts with his own eyes was different.

His heart raced happily.
 

[So the leader of this organization is Lord Lucion…?]
 

Bethel looked around, slightly dumbstruck and asked.

Those were not people who were forced into submission to match a head count.

The people strolling around the house the size of an inn were all on the level of trained soldiers.
 

[Right. This fact is only known to the figurehead called ‘Krone’.]
 

Russell nodded.
 

“Please stop here.”
 

One of the wandering, wary people saw Lucion and called out to him.

Lucion wondered how they would react and how Krone trained them, so he stopped.
 

“Hamel-nim. I…”
 

Hyum spoke up, but Lucion signaled to her to stay quiet.

Hyum nodded and glared at the guards.

Her gaze was so scary that the guards unknowingly swallowed dry saliva.
 

“Can’t I pass through here?”
 

Lucion asked.

The guards stealthily examined Hyum while they carefully said.
 

“This is private property. No one can pass without permission, so please turn back.”

“It’s faster to pass through this place. I ask that You bend a little.”

“We can’t do so.”

“Then I hope you call the owner of this place so I can obtain the permission.”

“We’re only following the rules set by the organization, please oblige.”
 

He was annoying, but the people stationed as guards replied calmly.
 

‘Good attitude.’
 

Lucion was pleased.
 

“Then I’m a member of the organization, so please move aside.”
 

A mask and a hood.

Because of that extremely suspicious appearance, the guard looked at his colleague and whispered.
 

“Do you know this person?”

“No. I’m seeing him for the first time, I think?”
 

The guards showed a troubled expression, and then unwillingly asked.
 

“What is Your name?”

“Hamel.”
 

A voice came from behind the guards.

Shutra slowly walked over and gave the guards a signal with her eyes.
 

“I don’t know about the others, but Krone-nim told you to keep that name in mind.”

“… Ah! I remembered it now that nunim said it. So this is that dog…”

“Shh, shh!”
 

Shutra shouted with embarrassment.
 

“What dog? Dog fucker?”
 

When Lucion reacted with an absurd tone, Shutra stealthily glanced away.
 

“No. They meant someone who wanders a lot like a dog. Um, ah, Krone-nim is waiting, so come quickly. Ah, Lenteal, welcome.”
 

Unlike her gaze when she looked at Lucion, Shutra’s gaze when she looked at Hyum was very kind.
 

“You still have a bad-mouth.”
 

Lucion didn’t just let that go and nitpicked.
 

“I was wrong.”
 

Seeing the struggling Shutra, the observing guard recalled what Krone said only now, and whispered.
 

“So this is that one warlock in our organization, right?”

“Right. Krone-nim talked about Him a few times — the Person you must not mention to outsiders.”

“In fact, I joined because the conditions were good. But hearing about a warlock, I shouted ‘what? Fuck!’.”

“Hey, me too.”
 

They agreed with each other, and giggled for a moment.
 

“But, he is different from what I thought.”

“Right. Unexpectedly ordinary, isn’t he? I thought that warlocks looked like monsters.

“Who knows what’s under that mask?”

“That’s true.”
 

***
 
“Welcome, Hamel-nim.”
 

Krone greeted Lucion the moment he entered the room.
 

“The mask has changed. It looks like a good mask. Ah, Lenteal-ssi, hello, too?”
 

Krone smiled and didn’t forget to greet Hyum, too.
 

“Krone.”
 

Lucion’s voice calling out to Krone was slightly heavy.
 

“Yes, Hamel-nim.”

“I’ll tell you the people who have to be killed within the organization.”
 

Krone hesitated at Lucion’s sudden words.
 

*~*~*
 

Translator’s note: Here we go again… Genre jumping.

 

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