Chapter 29

Chapter 29

There's a Sign (2)

“Oh, should we order something delicious first?”

Lucion soon remembered that this was a dessert shop.

We have to order something to make the conversation go smoothly.

“Good!”

Tella clasped her hands tightly.

“It seems that dessert is your goal more than me.”

Lucion said, looking at Tella’s sparkling eyes.

“It’s not that... uh? Is that fox a pet of young master?”

When Tella pointed behind him with her finger, Lucion hurriedly turned his head.

‘When did you come out?’

Ratta jumped from her seat excitedly.

—Ratta is good for meat and dessert!

[It just came out. I mean, when Tella asked you if you should order something delicious.]

Russell giggled and added an explanation.

Lucion replied, holding back the sigh that was leaking.

“That’s right. That’s my fox.”

“I’ve never seen a black fox before. You’re so cute!”

—Hehe. Ratta is cute.

At Tella’s praise, Ratta wagged her tail uncontrollably.

“I’ll take her...”

Hume has found a good excuse from Ratta’s appearance as he is missing the timing to step down.

“No. Leave it and wait downstairs.”

Lucion raised his hand and stopped Hume before sending him away.

“My lady.”

Tella, who was distracted by Ratta, was stunned by Lucion’s voice.

“Yes, yes?”

“I don’t know much about desserts, so I want you, my lady, to order it.”

“Should I?”

Tella did not refuse and called in the waitress to point out the menu with a frightening look.

“Get this, and this. Oh! The temptation of the black lips and...”

‘Isn’t this... a meal?’

[Dessert?]

Lucion and Russell were slightly surprised by Tella’s unstoppable fingers.

More than eight orders were heard.

Lucion waited for Tella to finish her order. Lucion got to the point.

“There are two things I would like to ask of you, my lady.”

“Tell me.”

Tella’s voice was bright.

It seemed to be the effect of dessert.

“One thing I need help with related to what happened last time at Luteon Bank.”

“Is there something that’s not been handled properly?”

Tella asked excitedly as soon as the previous incident came out.

“No, it’s out of personal curiosity.”

Lucion shook his head.

“Do you remember that my stuff was almost taken away by the robbers at the time?”

“I remember.”

“If you don’t mind, can I know what’s in the metal box that was being stored at Luteon Bank at the time?”

“Uh... Oh! I can show you right away.”

“Yes...?”

“This case was not just a robbery. It was meticulous enough to grasp the movements of Bar, a bank mercenary, by minute, and even use a barrier magician. We have been working hard to make sure something like this never happens again.”

Tella searched the bag she had brought.

Soon she handed over the data to Lucion and looked sorry.

“I’d like to give you the data, but as you know, it’s about the trust of the bank, so I want you to look at it here.”

“No, thank you so much for doing this despite my unreasonable request.”

Lucion spoke with thanks.

Russell, who was still listening, hurriedly rubbed his arms.

It looked like he was getting goosebumps.

[...Ha]

Lucion slowly turned over the data so that Russell could see well.

It was time to borrow Russell’s good memory.

‘What was the slave dealer trying to find?’

Lucion looked at the data and thought.Updated chapters on novelbin(.)com

It was an unidentified slave dealer who ordered Stra and Helon to bring the metal box.

The earrings he wore.

These earrings were the only ones in the world because Russell made them.

In other words, it was the only thing that a warlock could find.

‘Because the only person who can wear earrings is a warlock. If it went to the temple side...’

Lucion trembled at the terrible imagination.

“Is there something wrong?”

At Tella’s voice, Lucion laid down the data briefly and smiled with his eyes.

“Nothing.”

Lucion looked at the data again and stopped when he saw something.

“Young master. Can I attack now?”

Hume looked sideways and asked.

“No, not yet.”

Lucion shook his head.

Shortly after leaving the villa, Russell told him that he was being followed.

There are 4 people.

This time, the assassins were sent by the real Viscount Horaon.

Lucion knew the identity of the enemy through Russell.

It seemed that he planned the event after seeing the name ‘Lucion Cronia’ on the banquet list.

‘Horaon’s eldest son was the one who led the plan.’

No matter how angry Horaon was because of his son, he couldn’t have done such a sloppy job.

‘He’s probably in this city.’

Lucion naturally dodged people and deliberately headed out of the city so that his enemies could feel superior.

“Hume.”

By the time he thought he was somewhat separated from the city, Lucion called Hume.

“Yes, young master.”

“Do you know how to kill people?”

“Yes, I know.”

“Yes, they die here today.”

Lucion stopped walking and saw them.

The time when the sun disappears and darkness falls.

Lucion immediately wound them into darkness before the enemy could be moved.

“Kill them.”

At Lucion’s command, Hume moved.

* * *

“You’re late.”

Lucion was surprised at Carson’s voice.

He didn’t expect Carson to be waiting in front of his room.

The butler who was also leading the way was surprised.

—Ehehe. Ratta wasn’t surprised.

Ratta was the only one who smiled as if she was having fun.

The butler stepped back quietly at Carson’s sight.

“I was late because I went to visit the night market.”

It was true.

Lucion deliberately stopped by the night market to remove the smell of blood from his body.

“Do you need my help?”

Lucion was startled by Carson’s question.

[Your tricks don’t work in front of Carson.]

Russell was sarcastic, but he was right.

Lucion didn’t expect to smell blood like a ghost.

Lucion shook his head.

“I’m clumsy, but I’m still a Cronia.”

“Okay. Go to bed.”

Carson turned around and walked down the hall.

Lucion also entered his room.

As he roughly took off his clothes, Russell hesitated and spoke to him.

[By the way, uh...]

“Teacher.”

[Yes.]

“I am a Cronia. I grew up on the border. I grew up watching war, even though I’ve never raised a sword. I am used to seeing people die.”

Lucion laughed, saying, “Don’t worry.”

“... By the way, tomorrow, I think I’ll have to finish it.”

Before one of the four died, he informed Lucion’s group of the inn where the eldest son of Viscount Horaon was staying.

“It’s too bad. I was going to learn how to use a sword to break it, but I couldn’t do it.”

[Are you going to kill him?]

Russell asked quietly.

He didn’t mean to stop him.

Rather, if Lucion had stayed still, he would have urged him.

“No, I won’t kill him.”

Lucion stroked Ratta with a nonchalant tone.

“He’ll have to choose to die.”

* * *

It started at 10 a.m., not at night, because it was a celebration party for the birth of the Divine Beast.

Lucion got up early in the morning when the roosters hasn’t cried yet and entrusted himself to the maids.

He had to stand like a mannequin because he had to fit hundreds of decorations around his body, comb his hair to the point of breaking his scalp, and change his shoes.

Lucion sighed after barely getting on the carriage.

The streets were already crowded with people to see the Divine Beast and carriages lined up on one side of the four-lane road.

[It’s different because you’re a high-ranking nobleman.]

Russell frowned slightly as he looked at the carriages lined up while the Cronia’s carriage was running smoothly.

It has been a long time.

Lucion woke up to the sound of the horseman knocking on the door.

It was finally the banquet.

Lucion came down to the ground, smelling the sunlight coming through the carriage door.