Chapter 39

Chapter 39

Refreshing and sweet scent! (3)

Devia’s face was distorted.

Can a person be this miserable?

It’s like begging for life from the man who took everything she had.

“Anyway... We’re dead. Sooner or later, the Cronia’s will kill us.”

“Even if you already made it this far?”

“I mean, I don’t want to do it anymore! Even with dirty hands, I don’t want to die with dirty hands as much as you do!”

“A dog’s barking sounds really fun.”

Devia had a vein around her neck at Lucion’s sarcastic remarks.

“Your master can do it himself! You can come forward and grab Lucion and smash Cronia or whatever you want to do! You’re afraid to step up, right? You’re scared that you’ll be trampled by Cronia, right?”

Lucion gave up his mind to Devia’s appearance of trembling but trying to protect her last dignity.

‘... I guess she really doesn’t know anymore.’

Lucion felt sorry for her.

Devia was just a being that was thrown in the middle.

‘But it’s not that there’s no other way.’

If Devia was in debt, there would be someone who would have to pay off the debt.

“Give it up.”

Lucion held out his hand.

Aside from that, those who usually have something to cling to are holding on to something.

“Take it! I don’t need this!”

Devia immediately took off her earrings and threw them at Lucion.

Tak.

Hume grabbed the earrings, and tears welled up in her eyes.

[It’s a key-shaped earring. Isn’t that the real key?]

Russell stared at the earrings Hume is holding.

“Now go away. Please!”

Lucion got up from his seat at the sound of Devia’s scream.

Crisp.

The blue thread connected to Shen and Devia was cut off.

‘I’m sure it’s the key.’

Lucion felt the corners of his mouth go up.

Now there was nothing to gain from Devia.

He can handle it here, but if not, Carson and Heint would lose their middle legs.

Shen and Devia’s neck had to be cut off under the name of Cronia.

“Get out.”

Lucion rather kicked Devia out.

Conversely, when she meets someone here, doesn’t it mean that real bastards are coming here soon?

‘I can’t miss that opportunity.’

Lucion sat down and watched Devia call her people and take Shen out.

[We can ask the guys who are coming soon for the location.]

Russell chuckled.

“Yes. Even if you don’t, I will.”

Lucion received the key from Hume and called him.

“Rental.”

“Yes, master.”

“You know the people who come one by one, right?”

“I know.”

Lucion made spider webs and waited like a spider for their prey.

* * *

Knock, knock.

Lucion opened his eyes to a knock.

He smashed the people who came into the store, but they weren’t particularly strong.

All he had to do was to figure out where to use the key Devia had given them.

He couldn’t recall how he got into the villa yesterday.

“... Ugh.”

Lucion let out a pained sound.

Ratta’s ‘shadow movement’ was an excellent technique, but it absorbed an enormous amount of darkness.

The darkness consumed by Ratta using her skills was replenished with his own darkness, so it appeared as if he had used it in the end.

[That’s understandable. You went to the Great Light Temple, received a blessing from the divine beast in addition to the light emitted by the priests, and used up your darkness in a vulnerable state.]

Russell nagged with a displeased look.

[Besides, how much blood did you vomit? If you don’t get sick in this situation, you’re not human.]

―Ratta with ‘shoong’ is fine.

Ratta climbed onto the bed and looked at Lucion.

Lucion’s face flushed slightly.

[A divine beast cannot be sick. It’s a big deal if you’re sick. It means you’re getting closer to extinction.]

Russell sighed.

[It’s Hume who’s outside, you don’t have to get up.]

“Come in.”

The door opened as soon as Lucion’s words fell.

Hume was holding a tray.

“Young master, how are you feeling?”

“What time is it now?”

“It’s around 3 pm.”

I can’t even imagine how many nobles would rise if he advanced to the center.

“Do you regret it?”

At Lucion’s question, Carson covered the book.

“Father gave me a choice. This is my choice, so don’t think about it.”

“Yes, I will.”

“Are you okay? The doctor confirmed that the fever had dropped.”

“It’s okay, enough to go around now.”

“Not today.”

Carson didn’t give Lucion any room to sneak away.

“Remember the promise that your freedom exists under safety. You are to stay still until a knight is assigned to you.”

At Carson’s subsequent warning, Lucion clenched his blanket with a disgruntled face, but there was nothing to say.

To be honest, thinking about yesterday, I had nothing to say even if I was taken to the villa right away.

Since Carson endured it and watched it, he won’t be able to attend the banquet anyway, so why bother him?

“Yes, I know. But why did you come here?”

But that didn’t mean that the tone would go out nicely.

Lucion asked crookedly.

“I got them.”

Carson replied.

He seemed to have caught Shen and Devia through the information he had leaked.

But Lucion pretended not to know and asked.

“What do you mean?”

“The ones who sold your information.”

“Really? How did you find them? Did you catch them?”

“I found them yesterday. I followed Shen, who ran away this morning, and caught him.”

‘He found out yesterday... ? He didn’t even open his mouth to me.’

Lucion’s face twisted slightly in a strange sense of betrayal.

Carson smiled, as if he did not worry about Lucion’s distorted expression.

“Our father must be interrogating by now, the culprit will soon be revealed.”

“By the way, who is Devia Jeven?”

[Wow...]

Russell admired Lucion’s natural expression.

[Does the noble learn facial expressions?]

Lucion nodded at Russell’s question.

[Huh... You’re really learning?]

“It’s just a piece of trash, you don’t have to care anymore.”

Carson stroked Ratta.

Viscount Jeven will disappear within a week at the earliest, or today at the latest, so it was not necessary to know.

Carson got up from his seat, and Ratta grimaced again and came down to the ground, stretching her back.

“I won’t stop you tomorrow, so do as you please.”

“Thank you, brother.”

“Get some rest.”

Carson left the Lucion room because the business was over.

‘... Who is the culprit?’

Carson walked out calmly.

Someone had already attacked Shen and Devia when they were apprehended.

‘Did the person who handed over this information commit it?’

Shen’s face, in particular, was a mess, but he said he was beaten up by a woman.

She has the skills to drive a knight to this extent.

‘And the eldest son of Viscount Horaon was found in a state of being attacked yesterday.’

The fact spread sparsely through the mouths of the nobles at today’s banquet.

Someone broke his legs and made him unable to walk, and he said the technique was quite bad.

‘Lucion was away yesterday.’

I don’t know what he was doing, but the timing was so exquisite.

Above all, Lucion had a grudge against him, so he even had a clear motive.

However, given the distance between the two events, it was not something Lucion could do as an ordinary person.

‘The fact that Lucion went out yesterday shouldn’t be an issue seeing how I kept it from spreading out.’

No matter who did it, Carson hoped Lucion would not be involved in these two events.

If it’s already a rumor, I’ll be sick of it.

* * *

[You don’t have to be like someone who committed a crime.]

Russell spoke up as he looked at Lucion, who was holding his breath.

“Do you think my brother noticed?”

Lucion asked, lowering his voice.

[No. I don’t see that.]

Lucion swet his chest as soon as Russell finished speaking.

‘If my brother didn’t notice, it’s okay for now.’

Even in his opinion, the timing was exquisite.

I purposely aimed at it, but I couldn’t help but shake my weight.

“Ratta.”

—Yeah.

Ratta jumped into the bed and looked at Lucion with anticipation.

“Call Ghost No. 8.”

Although the name of his organization has not been decided yet, it was time to check if Kran was doing well to expand the organization.