Chapter 21: Morg Camus (2)

Chapter 21: Morg Camus (2)

Camus dropped a bombshell.

"Are you the thief who stole our ruby mine?"

The 8-year-old girl's bold question instantly froze the room.

First, the servants of the two families stiffened on the spot.

"...."

"...."

Even the mighty Morg Adolph stiffened in confusion.

Hugo, too, remained silent, looking somewhat dazed.

"What did I just hear?" is a thought that peeks through his poker face.

The Baskervilles' family room is silent, as if no living thing exists.

The silence is broken once more by the camouflage.

"Give it back, Ruby Mine."

The camouflaged creature strides forward and holds out a white palm in front of you.

Hugo, meanwhile, was still dumbfounded by the glare.

He'd never heard anyone say that to his face before, and even more so when it came from an eight-year-old.

Then. Adolf was the first to realize.

"Hey, kid, what's with the sudden rudeness?"

"I told you earlier, Uncle, that this man stole our ruby mine."

"Hey, hey, hey, rascal, when did I!"

"Before you got out of the carriage. Starting this month, the number of research rubies paid to me will be reduced, and it's all because of that stupid old mustached thief."

"This, this, this, this rascal, me, when!?"

"If you're asking when, about an hour and forty-two minutes ago? Come on, I heard it clearly...."

The camus gets a little sour.

At this point, Adolf felt a cold sweat break out.

He didn't have to look away to realize it. The temperature in the room had dropped several degrees.

"...hmm. An unfortunate mustached old man, and a thief?"

A cold voice came from the front.

Hugo turned to look at it, narrowing his eyes.

Adolf pulled out his handkerchief, covered his mouth, and coughed.

"...what?"

"It's the right thing to say, isn't it, though it's crude coming from a child's mouth."

Hugo and Adolf's gazes met in unison.

"...."

"...."

Hugo tried to channel the Swordmaster's superhuman aura to pressure his intestines, but he was distracted by the camus that had stepped directly in front of....

He tries to slow his momentum down enough to make the camus back off.

"What do you think you're doing to a child, the Sword Star of the Empire persecuting an eight-year-old girl?"

That's when Adolf's pinzan comes in.

Adolf wrapped Camus in a cloak.

And Hugo with a scowl on his face.

It's embarrassing for an adult to argue with an 8-year-old, but this Adolf guy keeps trying to exploit her innocence for political purposes.

It was very annoying for Hugo.

Should we reignite the ruby mine issue, which we've been silent about?

For Baskerville, it's a matter of pride, and for Morg, it's a matter of business.

In the first place, rubies are more important to the Morg than to Baskerville, as they are used as a key ingredient in magical experiments.

Hugo is a closed-minded man who doesn't like to interact with other families, so he just wants to keep his mind off the ruby veins.

Training hounds and navigating the black mountains with enemies was enough to give him a headache, and he didn't want to get into trouble with a bunch of kids who wanted to play magic with a red stone that was only used for women's jewelry.

"Give me back my ruby mine. Without the rubies from there, it's hard for me to continue my studies."

"Uh-huh, Camus, you're talking about grown-ups, uh-huh, uh-huh."

I can't even stand to listen to the conversation between the girl named Camus and the guy named Adolf.

'No matter how you look at it, this is a political performance....'

But since the other party is a child, I can't say anything, and I can only boil inside.

Even if the iron-blooded swordsman, who is in a position to recognize things, asks me to stop.

... right then.

A voice made Hugo's ears perk up.

"Don't they teach you not to covet what belongs to others in Morg?"

A voice as cheerful and innocent as an 8-year-old camel.

It was 8-year-old Vikir.