Chapter 146: Hume is Hume (1)

Chapter 146: Hume is Hume (1)

“Would you like to use the darkness to go down?”

Hume asked.

“We should.”

“Then I’ll carry Ratta with me.”

Hume lowered his head slightly and went down first.

―Woooooooooooooo!

Ratta’s squeal of delight was heard quite deeply.

Bethel smirked at Lata.

[I’ll go first.]

Lucion nodded and pulled out a contact item.

He contacted the southern branch manager, explained the situation earlier and asked him to make room for them.

After disconnecting, Lucion looked down.

When he saw the darkness in the hole, he hesitated because he was reminded of the time he fell into Russell’s hideout.

[The treasure trove and the place where people are locked up are at the same height. It’s not narrow inside and it’s quite wide, so you don’t have to worry.]

Russell spoke to ease Lucion’s worries.

[I’m worried about the wound on your stomach, but with the darkness.......]

“Teacher.”

Lucion took off his mask.

Russell erased his laughter at his serious expression.

[All right.]

“We can collect holy relics because Nevast is a sacred place. But I don’t think we’re just collecting it with good intentions.”

[I think so, too. But there is so little information about the holy relics. Why are they scattered around and how were the relics made? Why is there such bullshit that the God of Light will descend if you gather all the holy relics?]

Lucion breathed a short breath.

“It’s difficult....indeed.”

[Yes, Lucion. If I didn’t know, I wouldn’t know. How can I turn a blind eye to this? Still, Lucion.]

Lucion looked at Russell.

[You’re doing well.]

Russell tapped Lucion on the head.

[Really.]

“Is that so...?”

Lucion asked hesitantly.

He was just puzzled because there was no standard to judge whether he was doing well or not.

[Yes, you’re doing great.]

Lucion touched his finger at Russell’s words again.

Lucion smiled at the strange feeling that he was feeling.

It was a real pleasure to be recognized by someone for his efforts.

“...I meant Hume.”

However, Lucion was still unfamiliar with the feeling, so he changed his words for no reason.

[I see.]

Russell answered back, chuckling.

“Are you sure he’s really a ‘monster’?”

[At least Hume is not a monster. But it’s clear that there are different parts to people. But Hume is Hume.]

“Yes. I think so, too. Hume is Hume.”

Lucion put on his mask again and went down in the darkness around his body.

―Lucion!

As soon as he landed on the ground, Ratta ran to Lucion, wagging her tail.

Instead of looking at Ratta spinning around him, Lucion turned his gaze to his surroundings.

As expected, he could see the stairs to see if there was a separate exit.

“This way.”

Hume dusted Lucion’s clothes and guided him inward.

“I broke the entrance in advance before the young master came.”

Hume said in a proud voice.

Lucion glanced away.

He heard a sign of movement on the left.

[That’s right. Go straight down there... people are locked up.]

Bethel followed Lucion’s gaze and opened her mouth heavily.

The feeling of wanting to save her quickly flowed into her face and eyes.

Unfortunately, Lucion turned away the gaze for a moment because he had to wait for the member to come.

He couldn’t save them by himself, only causing unnecessary confusion.

[Oh, I’m not rushing you, my lord, so I hope you don’t feel pressured.]

Bethel, belatedly aware that her words could put pressure on Lucion, opened her lips hastily.

“Don’t worry, Bethel. I’m not that thoughtless.”

[I know.]

Bethel slipped a smile.

[Lord Lucion.]

“Say it.”

[Can we go up and check if the members have arrived?]

Bethel pretended to be alright, but she looked uneasy.

“Do as you please, Bethel, without looking at me.”

[Thank you, Lord Lucion.]

Bethel bowed slightly to Lucion and went straight up.

Lucion urged, but Hume replied, with his head bowed, whether he was ashamed.

“I’m sorry. When the papers poured out, they came out in an instant, so I don’t know now because the smell is mixed up.”

“Hume.”

“Yes, young master.”

“Raise your head, and find the object that led you here first.”

Hume’s way to grow was to absorb objects made by mixing bones believed to be “monsters.”

[That’s a good idea. Hume’s growth soon enhances his ability.]

“Yes, I’ll find it right away.”

Hume’s eyes were full of expectations.

―Lucion. Lucion is watching this. Ratta knows Lucion likes letters!

Ratta put the paper in her mouth and put it down in front of Lucion.

There was no place to sit, so Lucion looked around and fell into thought for a moment.

‘If you don’t have it, you can make ado.’

Lucion sat down, making the darkness into a chair.

‘......?’

It was more comfortable than he thought.

Three out of five.

[Oh.]

Russell admired Lucion’s application.

‘I didn’t expect him to make the darkness as a chair. As expected of my student.’

Lucion turned his head stealthily and brought the paper into the darkness with his proud eyes.

Ting.

The red thread that appeared after killing the fake Chayton became tight.

‘Why is this......?’

Lucion examined the paper at once. He saw traces of a fire on the end of the paper.

It was a letter shared with someone, even though he didn’t know if it flew away while burning or who accidentally took it out and put it in here.

“It smells like fake Chayton.”

Lucion flinched at the voice of Hume, who suddenly spoke.

“This letter smells like a fake Chayton?”

Lucion turned his head and looked at Hume.

He was searching the side full of jewels and money.

Perhaps feeling Lucion’s gaze, Hume stopped his movements and looked at Lucion.

“Yes. From the smell, it seems a little over a month.”

“Can you tell the difference?”

“Yes, but you have absorbed some swords.”

‘...What is it? As expected, is he a dog and monster?’

Lucion nodded in wonder.

[If it’s a little over a month, it hasn’t been that long.]

“I know. In terms of time... I think it’ll be around the time I first met Kran.”

Lucion read the letter with a light smile.

―Make sure to burn after reading this.

The first sentence started with a warning.

―I saw the report you’ve handed over so far. I can’t believe Kran was really brought for 100k dell.

‘It’s really that time, isn’t it?’

Lucion was surprised when it hit him as he expected.

―We’re on surveillance now. Take 100k dell and release it. Ten years is a long time. I’ve been watching him, and he’s not capable of rebuilding his kingdom, nor of revealing the truth, and he’s simply incompetent.

‘What a piece of crap...!’

Lucion almost crumpled the paper without realizing it.

They knew he was a prince, yet they held him for 10 years on purpose.

For what?

‘Kran is... He’s going to shed tears of blood if he sees this.’

Lucion was not in a good mood.

―Don’t kill him. Just let him go. His death will unite the people of the scattered Kingdom of Keortia at best, and will seek to find out why the Kingdom of Keortia fell. It’s something that the top wants to do. Well, I’ll say it again for the last time. Burn it.

The letter ended with the words “Burn it again.”

Lucion did not take his eyes off, even though he had read it to the end.

‘What do you mean the reason for the destruction. What happened to it? No, that’s one thing.’

If the place called “top” here was Nevast, it was a big problem.

Doesn’t it mean that Nevast, a sacred state that should remain neutral, broke neutrality and wielded a sword?

As long as you know that Nebast is the Hand of the Void, you know that the kingdom of Nevast is naturally behind the Hand of the Void.

‘That means... this means, I’m condoning the kingdom of Nevast.’

No way.

Lucion’s lips were dry.

Isn’t the size of the enemy bigger than the breaking news of the novel?

[...Kran is going to be a mess when he sees this.]

Russell, who had only moved his lips several times, said with pity.

His life as an illegal slave was all planned out.

Wind Blows.

Lucion trembled as he held the letter in the sudden cold.

-Oh! Ratta have seen it in a book! It’s winter!

As Lucion turned his head, cold air gushed from Hume, exactly from the object Hume was holding.

What the hell is going on here?