1336 Ⅱ 299. The young man who was a son made a decision.

"Hey, you. Tell the rookie well." I'm Ray Karen.

Five years since then. In three years, in 17 years, I will be officially announced as Ray Anchorson in the social world.

After being raised as the eldest son of the Anchors, he continued his life as an aristocrat. As if those two years were just a dream, it was much better than a normal life at Karen's house.

Thanks to receiving classes from a dedicated tutor rather than my father, my head caught up with the nobility of the same year. Life as a Marquis is much more blessed than it was before Karen's father's transformation. You don't have to worry about eating, the bed is soft and warm. Every day new clothes are prepared for you. You don't have to do anything to get what you want.

You won't be shaken by violence or frightened by human trafficking. I can even say that I am blessed with everything.... except for this face.

"Rest in your room." "Answer me if you ask me."

Lock the doors to evict the servants.

Stop in front of the mirror and capture your face from the front with both eyes.

Since I was adopted, all my tastes have been tidied up. My hair was cut like an aristocrat, and I didn't need my forehead to cover half my face now. Instead, all I was given was a creepy mask.

I glanced at the mirror and removed the mask. The mask that I was told to wear whenever I went out in public should not be removed even in front of the servants. This burn could not be healed by any good doctor or specially skilled person who heals the wound.

The burns I didn't really care about in the past... reminded me that everyone's eyes change color in this warm world.

In the back business, I couldn't stop other than seeing it for the first time, so I forgot about it. To the nobles and common people who lived in peace, my face was a [monster]. I was convinced that Ryer was hiding half of his face.

If you remove the mask, the doctor will change your complexion at first, not just the employee. When I was told that it was an unusual burn on my face, I gave up.

It wasn't just a burn, of course, because it was burned directly by that black flame. After all, I thought that the world of backstage operations was a world that was easy to live in for people who looked like me. It wasn't uncommon for people to be dressed differently, with different shapes and scratches.... I don't want to go back again.

To the world that took Ryer.

I hid from Anchorson and from anyone that I had lived in the back office.

I just survived in the lower class. I've never called him my father, but if he's known to have lived in the back office, he may be kicked out of the Mansion. In fact, I've been at the junior level for two years. That woman, who was my mother, is the kind of man who in the shadows called me "the woman of the lower nobility."

I've lived in the Mansion for five years, and I can understand if I listen to the rumors of the servants. Whenever a new employee makes a rumor, will it come to my attention because all the employees from five years ago make vain corrections? I don't know what kind of person Anchors is, or what happened to the fallen Karen family.

The territory of the Karens was originally one of the rulers of the Anchors.

My mother, who had just married Baron Karen to Anchorson, who appeared on a tour of the territory, was forced to give birth to me without being threatened or revealed to her husband.

My father visited Anchorson's mansion territory to file a report and collect taxes... it seems that Baron Karen was very proud of me. A talented and proud son who woke up to special abilities at a young age. At that time, no matter how many women he changed, he was not blessed with any children, and Anchorson envied it and revealed the facts to Baron Karen himself.

And my mother didn't deny that she felt uncomfortable hiding it from Baron Karen. The result is my hell.

They thought I had been killed by Baron Karen, but two years later, Baron Karen lost his booze.

You dumped me in the territory of Anchorson's castle. From Baron Karen's point of view, I'm sure your special abilities will someday allow you to do chores in Anchorson territory. The royal castle was targeted to bring down Anchorson.

The lady who knew it hurriedly begged Anchorson for help, and she nodded, hoping to succeed her.

The angry Baron Karen swung his axe and was dealt with on the contrary. The House of the Baron was no match for the House of the Marquis.

None the less, I didn't think it would feel right to sympathize with Baron Karen anymore. I don't want to see my mother's wife anymore. I have no desire to avenge Anchorson or hate him.

Neither [father] thinks he's a father. When I grew up, I could roughly understand it and I could understand it. I don't know why you keep seeing me like that.

I don't know how much Rhea helped me with.

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!

It has nothing to do with children, men or burns. Just because I'm a human from the Kingdom of Freesia, I've sold myself as a slave.

It's much more expensive than Liar's daily earnings, at least.

We have a daughter-in-law to feed.

When I went out of the castle, I saw it many times at the end of the alley or back alley.

Young children are targeted by the same lower class of people. Especially if it seems to float. If we don't have backup to protect us, we'll be stoned and robbed of everything.

After that, you can send me the money on a regular basis.

I didn't mean it from the beginning. I was simply looking for a house to take me back. That's why I dared to take nothing but food from the house trying to take me back.

It is a miracle that I, who was a child with no money, no face, no power for years, was kept alive in such a situation.

"Where are you...?"

In the last five years, I have spit out tens of thousands of words again.

I slammed my fist against the side of the mirror and stared at my ugly left half. When I saw this face, I never changed my complexion again. He laughed at me like a normal kid. They protected us from the others.

Lyre hasn't appeared since. I can't find a shadow like Lyre when I go down to the castle pretending to shop. The fever has been cold for five years now.

Have you forgotten me, are you not interested, have you not returned to the castle yet, or are you not planning to return?... no. There's no way. If that's the case, then you didn't go there to help me. Until you reveal to them the special abilities you've been hiding...... to them.

"... are you really alive...?"

Growing up, getting to know the world... I know one more thing.

I didn't think about it five years ago. Another possibility that Lyre survived the fire.

Trafficking in human beings

Special Abilities are particularly targeted. That's what Ryer said at the time. That's why Ryer kept hiding his special abilities. Until you used it to get rid of me.

The original target of the traffickers is me, who possesses rare special abilities. But when I got away, there was Lyer in front of them. Even though the flame's special ability was mediocre, he was definitely an excellent special ability. Lyre, who had been shot in the leg and wounded in the shoulder, had a hard time escaping on her own. Then... think that he was taken away by traffickers instead of me.

A short time after the incident, a large-scale simultaneous raid on a human trafficking organization was carried out from the castle.

Then the captured lyre may be on the run there. But if we get caught, and the castle can't reach us in time, and we're still stranded somewhere.

Reuniting with Lyre is hopeless.

"Don't be silly... he's coming back... he's definitely going back..."

The sound of the second fist strikes out my thoughts.

She ate and tied her teeth and regretted nothing more.

No, it's impossible. It's impossible that Lyre is dead. He's still alive somewhere. Even if I'm caught, I'll definitely run away and come back here someday. There is no way that a man who was so good at crossing the street could ever be so good. I'm sure he's in the castle. He's coming back to see me. I'm sure the Marquis' guards won't be able to get us anywhere near it. Then you should look for it from my side. Everything that belongs to Anchorson belongs to me. With all the money and all the people I can use.....

... what are you going to do with it...?

It's the result of the usual.

The punched fist loosens and falls from the elbow without strength. Blood tasted in my chewed mouth and my gaze dropped.

Even with the money, it doesn't all work out the way you want.

I hired a backstage worker to look for junior or trafficked goods.

What if Anchors finds out you hired him? Anchorson, an aristocrat, is reluctant to engage with the people who work behind the scenes. When I searched for you, it was the first and last time I was working behind the scenes.

I told you I'd hire you all of a sudden, but if you find out what you're after, it's over. There's no way I'm going to allow you to look for people in the lower echelons, and people who work behind the scenes. Anchorson has already wiped out all traces of me and the underlings. If they find out about the connection with Lyre... I'm sure Lyre will be destroyed by Anchorson before I do. It's easier than killing Baron Karen.

There is no reason to hire money to work behind closed doors. I do not need the amulet of the back office in a mansion with hardened guards, and I continue to pull until it is unnecessary.

If you pretend that you're looking for someone else, you're not going to be my associate except for the Karen family or the junior era. Both are forbidden from connecting.

If they find out that you're my benefactor in the past, they'll just take you hostage like I did.

Even if I just sent you a finger, you don't have a lot of money.

I don't know if they're going to take any more Ryer.

I want a reason to hire people who work behind the scenes. I want a reason to escape from Anchorson's surveillance. If you let him investigate human trafficking in the name of Anchorson, it will reach his ears immediately. If they find out I've been involved with such a thing, they'll be pursuing my position as well. I may be able to turn my search for Liar into an order.

I couldn't spread it among the juniors. What happens to Lyer if he just lets the money talk and spreads the information like Anchorson did?

If you hide in secret, I will hunt him down this time. If he was caught, it would be like telling his [owner] the value of Lyre aloud.

I already know what kind of treatment a slave man gets. Either way, put Ryer's position at risk. We'll have to narrow down the number of people working behind closed doors, and let them look for juniors and traffickers in secret.

Escape the Mansion and you'll lose your money and your back. You want me to wait till Anchorson dies to replace you? We can wait. We can't wait for decades. Then I will take Anchorson to the dead with my own hands.

”... please, you look like me.”

"If you don't want to... what do you want me to do?"

Shouting with impulse, he kicks a chair nearby.

... we don't have much time left. If you are officially announced in the name of Anchorson, you will never be able to make contact with the back office again. Under the watchful eye of Anchorson now, he is no longer free to succeed him, and he cannot escape anywhere. You can quickly sniff it out by simply trying to make contact with the operators behind the scenes.

I don't want a lavish life or money. I just want to see him again. And to get him back, he's got all the money, all the connections.

It's been five years since I released Lyre's information. Any luck finding Lyer with that little information?

The only immutable special ability can never be announced. But it's not strange that Ryer changed his hair, face, and name.

How many underclasses are there in this castle alone? How long would it take to hire backbreakers and crush the underclasses in the castle? Unlike me when I was old and burned, there are many men like Rhea in the lower echelons.

I want to know if Liar is being trafficked or is back in the castle.

If you're in the castle, I'd like to know where you are. I want at least one piece of junior information.

That's why I want to call him in front of me, without letting him get caught up in the middle of the business.

That's why I want information. Anything, I'd like to gather information about Lyre.

For this reason, I want to hire a back office that can step into human trafficking without being pissed off by Anchorson.

Where is the most convenient way to make that happen? How to gather information from the underclass, hire the back office after escaping from the surveillance of Anchorson, and find information from the underclass in the wide castle just by the number of people hired, without being noticed by the other back office workers.

It's a school . The lowlife and common people...

…………

Suddenly, I remember the topic that Anchorson told me about at dinner last night.

At an unusual dinner party, the up-and-coming Anchorson was talking. A unique institution in our country that is to be built within our own territory, and we are entrusted with its own president.

The name of the president was troublesome, but I was still satisfied that I could become the chief executive of the new organization.

When I officially took over the name of Anchorson, I was told to let him pass, but I was not interested and did not think deeply. However.....

"It is an institution for the lower classes and common people, but if it is a special classroom, the nobility is also allowed to enroll for a temporary period. If you want, I'll keep you alive and I'll twist you anytime."

Lowlings gather.

It is an institution that is indispensable to the country. All the juniors who knew about it were gathered together. Children under the age of twelve are also provided with food, clothing, and shelter. Kids in the lower echelons gather in one place. And they all have no power or money, and they can't do anything like me back then.... There's nothing Rhea can do if she stops the information from escaping.

"School...... if it's just information...... from the lower echelons......"

Organize your head with bumps and muttering.

Aristocrats have a limited period of time to experience school. But if we miss this, we may not have a chance to find Lyre in decades. Make sure to find Lyre while you're in school. As long as Liar is found, we don't care if he loses his name, his money, his power. I'll do whatever it takes to do it.

No matter what you do, you take him back from that world. I'm not a fool like Anchorson. We will find him safely, without taking him hostage.

... what if I'm not at the castle?

I asked myself in a different place than thought.

That's impossible. He's definitely back in the castle. It's been five years, and he's the one who delivered me to Anchorson. As long as you know I'm here, I'll definitely be back.

I'll see you soon.

That's what he said. The last word I left to you is not a lie.

We will find him. Before he becomes the name of "Anchorson".

He's in the castle. I'm sure he's alive. And they're coming to see me. If I'm caught selling people, I'll let go of all of Anchorson's possessions... even if I get my hands dirty.

It hasn't changed after five years. There's no choice but to forget me after all his shadows.

You protected me to the end. Laugh at this fierce face... You saved my life without betraying me until the end. He is the only one who has been able to do such a thing in 14 years.

My life is impossible unless we find him.

"What kind of wind is that, Ray?"...... Being the son you want to be is a very arrogant phrase. But like I said many times, I didn't know what you meant. This is already settled. "

As soon as I jumped out of the room, I went to Anchorson.

The guy who told me to change my words like a habit, changed his face after hitting me last night and looked back. Without knocking, I went up to the private room and opened my eyes wide, but now I'm only looking at you. I've never visited his room myself before.

"I will inherit Anchorson's family name and become your son, both public and private."...... Still? "

I'll bet on this.

No matter how well I stand, I know this man keeps on holding me.

I don't care what happens when I find Lyre. Whether you abandon this house and descend into the inferior class or become a puppet of this mansion for the rest of your life. If Rhea is safe, and you can meet her again and give her back all of that time, then what happens after that? I can't go on forever until I find him.... don't go any further.

In my words, Anchorson deliberately exhaled and dropped his shoulder. Jeez, I put my mouth on the cup and put my body on the back of the chair.

"You're finally conscious of yourself.... Very well. Never again will [Karen] be named."

"Instead, there's a condition."

Apply the words of Anchorson as he tries to move forward.

I looked down at the steeper-looking man. I pushed the conditions set by the man who waited for the continuation with his mouth shut with a strong voice.

"You're the president of the school." Please let me enroll in that school and hand over the management rights to me for only three years while I'm in school "

"Management?... you were interested in something like that?" There's no way a child like you can do that. What's the point? "

I'm not interested in management.

I glanced back at Anchorson, who laughed like a fool, without returning a single eyebrow. I was expecting such a turning back.

Rather than accepting Anchorson's name until now, he doesn't even listen to my requests, which I didn't even call my father. “That's not what you know,” he cuts, pointing to what he heard last night.

"I know you're not interested in institutions for lower-ranking humans. Well, that's a good story for you, too."

It was only me who was giving out the conditions.

This time, Anchorson did not open his mouth for a moment without returning it immediately. She didn't even put her hand on the steaming cup, and kept on holding on to her squeaky expression.

I didn't say to give it to you in a superficial position. All I'm asking for is an internal right that he's not interested in. It doesn't matter, but if you can use me for the rest of your life, there's no reason not to ride.

I'm sure that I can move my neck vertically in just a few moments, so I can think about adding other conditions before I do.

"... and I will leave this mansion and behave like a Karen family member while I'm in school." If I had done anything, I wouldn't have set the Anchors on fire. "

Even school management doesn't bother you. Speaking of which, he finally exhaled quietly.

I understand from the air surrounding me that I may have come to a conclusion in him.

A noble marquis who took in the unfortunate eldest son of the Karen family for adoption. Finally, it is said that the survival of the Karen family was a son of a bitch like its parents, and Ankarson only helped the survival of the ruling nobility.

Even if you lose succession, if it's useless, you'll only get it if you don't kill it yourself. Rather, it would increase the reputation if it was known that it was doing such a defective product with love.

Without a doubt, his palms were wet, even though I thought it was supposed to be an advantage for him. Without lowering my shoulders, I'll be ready to speak again.

"As long as that happens, there's no regrets in Karen's name." As Ray Anchorson, I will live as you wish for the rest of your life. Let's call you "Father" and call ourselves "Son."... I will never defy you again. "

That would be good.

As soon as I heard the words, I was relieved and unexpectedly frightened.

It seems that he had some sort of ass in him to clear up his regrets as a Karen family. Until now, it was good to keep calling Karen only out of disgust for Anchorson.... Lyer's right, maybe it's easier if we're better at incorporating it. But there was no way I could be the culprit in hunting down me and Rhea.

As an addition to the conditions, Ankerson decided to replace the person of the same year as a reporter and monitor to himself. Feel free to tailor it from the lower nobility under your control. Anyway, it was a substitute for when I hit you badly in the unlikely event. As for me, I don't care. It's easy to use and stop using children the same age as me.

Anchorson also prepared a temporary residence to live as Karen. The servants were also ordered by the humans of this mansion to take them.

It was his absolute prerequisite to keep me under surveillance.

Soon after I was picked up, I decided to take the servants who had been hired exclusively for me and leave Anchorson's mansion.

As soon as I moved, I hired the back office for money, and I stopped the servants from doing so. The servants who knew a little about me in the past told me that it didn't matter, but it didn't go to the ear of the servant who decided on the purpose.

The rest is easy. With the authority of the president, we will officially enroll people who work behind the scenes in the higher education departments, and gather information to target lower-ranking children.

I told him to shut up thoroughly and not to stand out in the school without talking to me.

They will continue to follow me while the money is involved. Greedy and lowly, he believes in gold and disobeys it. I knew very well that it was the people who worked behind the scenes.

Master the school and have the operators look into it to gather information efficiently from lower tier kids. I didn't get the product list, but it did go well. If we keep this up, we won't be confused about what we want to hide from Anchorson, the underlings, and the rest of the back office, and we'll get to Ryer someday.

Rhea is alive. I'm sure he's in the castle. So I'm gonna find out. And... when I find out.

I'll see you soon.

I'll say "slow" as a matter of course.