§ 150. Eve (5)
Beat Ricardo until he dies.
That was the end of the primary business that brought me to this mansion.
However, as the night out began, Seongjin had no intention of wasting this opportunity. That was the reason why he searched the first floor study diligently until dawn.
“How on earth did I…” . Even in [Oberon’s Hand], which has a long history, there has never been a member who went this far… … .”
Seongjin gave instructions as Dasha was acting like that next to him.
“Important documents may be hidden in the room. Dasha, why don’t you check the bedroom?”
“Yes, you must be young.”
She sighed in resignation and left the study.
It was a dark night, with even the faint moonlight obscured by clouds, but Seongjin, who had strengthened his eyes with aura, was able to easily read the documents. As expected, this is a technique I learned from Dasha.
[Perhaps really important documents are kept at home?]
‘You don’t know that.’
Siblings Ricardo and Isabella usually live in a townhouse for active social activities.
According to Orden’s research, it was these two people whose faces were mainly reflected on the top of Milo.
Considering that there is no mention of the eldest son Dominic, it is highly likely that the collusion with the Milo family was Sigurd Sigurdson’s own initiative, not the business of the entire Scarcepino family.
If so, wouldn’t it be more likely that the evidence would be left here rather than at the family home?
‘Besides, don’t you feel like something’s strange, Demon King?’
[what?]
The reason Seongjin decided to commit a bold secret act today was because he had investigated the overall security situation of the Scarzzapino family in advance. He calculated that he and Dasha could easily hide with just the two of them.
That’s the problem. The level of security at the townhouse is too different from the main house.
The security system run by Scarzapino, the richest man in Delcross, was beyond imagination. As I said, there is even a privately run assassin unit just to protect key figures.
But what about here? Although they are quite strong Auror users, aren’t they all just stubborn guard knights who can’t deal with skilled assassins at all?
If it weren’t for Sisley’s revenge, Seongjin would have been busy for a while investigating whether something dirty was hidden.
Was this something that Ricardo, who was being manipulated by the storyteller, intended for his own convenience?
or not.
‘Did someone from the Scarzzapino family play a role? … .’
While I was thinking about that, I suddenly felt a small figure approaching from beyond.
Seongjin, who was roughly organizing the documents he had spread out and trying to hide himself, suddenly realized who the owner of the sight was and stopped moving.
The gait of an elegant lady whose auror activity is nothing short of ordinary.
‘… Isabella?’
Seongjin, who was possessed by a strange premonition, stood still and waited for her.
Sigh.
As expected, the one who opened the door of the study and came in was Isabella, wearing only a nightgown, defenseless.
Seongjin’s eyes met directly, but she was not surprised and just looked at the black-clad intruder and asked.
“Who is it?”
Seongjin’s brows furrowed beneath the mask.
Isabella, was that kind of person?
The subject who was so trembled in front of Orden before is showing such calmness again in front of an unknown stranger?
“Who the hell are you? “What are you doing here?”
Is that the normal reaction of a noble lady to someone trespassing into her mansion?
It’s hard to pinpoint what to say, but she feels subtly different from the girl I met before… … .
“… … .”
“Hmm… … .”
While Seongjin studied her in silence, Isabella also walked away, dragging the hem of her gown without taking her eyes off him.
“You are very young. youth… “No, boy.”
Her voice began to quiet down.
“Where do you belong? [Oberon’s Hand] does not deploy members this young to combat. However, [Kaya’s Breath] would not have entered the ecliptic… … .”
It feels like not only the voice, but also the way of speaking is slightly different.
It’s as if something is covering it.
Feeling that strange feeling, I watched what she was doing, and Isabella approached Seongjin without any fear and snuggled up to him.
“It’s strange. It’s truly strange. Strangely enough, I have a strong interest in you.”
Thin fingers tangle over gloves. Isabella’s lips came close to her face, as if she was about to kiss her at any moment.
And then.
[Now, hurry up and say it.]
Stinging.
A voice with a strange vibration that tickled his heart rang in Seongjin’s ears as if tempting him.
[Who on earth instigated an extraordinary young man like you? Who is behind you?]
Oh my? Look at this?
Seongjin didn’t answer, but secretly held her hand. Then she saw a faint look of embarrassment in Isabella’s turquoise eyes.
[…] Charm doesn’t work? Who are you… … !]
At that time, Seongjin grinned and pulled Isabella’s hand tightly.
“Sigurt Sigurdsson.”
[…] … !]
Gotcha, you guy!
* * *
“… So what they asked Cardinal Gistier… your majesty? Are you listening?”
Number 21, who was in the middle of reporting on the current state of Brittany, asked Seonghwang, who couldn’t take his eyes off the window.
“How can you say that?”
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“… … .”
For some reason, Seonghwang seemed to be preoccupied somewhere, unable to concentrate on his report at all.
Occasionally, I saw a strange sparkle in his eyes, and I thought he was seeing something that was invisible to ordinary people.
How long has it been like that? Finally, Seonghwang slowly raised his hand and touched his forehead, then opened his mouth with a deep sigh.
“If a child wanted to face the world alone, he would have had no choice but to cut himself down first.”
“… yes?”
“I can’t help but blame you for being overly cautious.”
Seonghwang sometimes blurted out words that No. 21 could not understand, as if it were a habit. However, it is not that common for something to be completely out of context like it is now.
Number 21 opened his mouth to ask something, but soon Seonghwang continued.
“You can go back now, Enrique. I… for a moment… … .”
And before he could even reply.
Suddenly, the Holy Emperor’s body fell to the side helplessly.
“… … !”
Number 21 was confused for a moment, but through past experience, he realized that Seonghwang had moved only his soul and left somewhere.
He slowly stood up and looked down at Seonghwang, who was leaning on the sofa.
“… … .”
The body of the Holy Emperor, whose soul had left, seemed dead or in a deep sleep.
Enrique, who was staring blankly at that seemingly defenseless face, tightly grasped the hilt of the dagger in his chest as was his habit.
My breathing becomes increasingly rough due to tension.
Is it now?
It was like that. There was no annoying Chief Chamberlain or burdensome Commander of the Knights of St. Aurelion anymore.
Is it possible?
It was like that. It seemed like he was in a hurry and left without telling him properly, so it would take quite some time for him to return.
but… … .
“… If you succeed now, you won’t die in the end… … .”
The voice that muttered like that was horribly cracked.
Emotions that have been bottled up in one place for too long sometimes break down their boundaries and become irreversibly mixed up like this.
Enrique slowly let go of his sword and chewed his lips, not knowing whether he was feeling resignation or relief.
* * *
“Sigurt Sigurdsson.”
When I called her name happily and held her hand, Isabella flinched and opened her eyes.
[…] What about you?]
It seems like the medication still has some effect and I can’t understand his voice.
Slowly pulling down his mask, Seongjin smiled brightly at Isabella.
“You didn’t get that far even though you ran away like that? huh?”
There was also Orden’s horse, and Isabella was also marked as a person of interest because she and Ricardo were in and out of the Milo upper level.
But could it be that Gan Big had made another doll right next to him?
“Isn’t it amazing? By any chance, is this family’s first Confucius also your doll?”
Then Isabella, or rather Sigurd Sigurdson, panicked and tried to pull her hand away.
There is no way.
As I tightened my grip to prevent him from escaping, he finally gave up and let out a deep sigh.
[okay. There’s no way that people who don’t respond to charm are that common in the world. It must have been you who put poor Ricardo in that situation.]
It was Ricardo, who had been experiencing frequent confusion and seizures recently.
As usual, I went to check on his condition in the early morning, and what is this? He was covered in blood and sprawled out on the floor!
So, just in case, I came down to the study where Ricardo’s materials were gathered.
“that’s right. “So now you know what you’re going to look like, right?”
As Seongjin began to relax his shoulders, Sigurd unconsciously took a step back and spoke as if making an excuse.
[Wait a moment, my friend! Let’s talk! I think we have some misunderstanding between us?]
“misunderstanding? “What misunderstanding?”
[Calm down for now! Nothing can be solved if you act so violently!]
Sigurd tried to appease the prince as much as he could. This is because he had already opened the labyrinth to harm him and was properly punished by the Holy Emperor.
After losing this doll again, he has no other options left.
And above all, the prince’s eyes, which seemed to shine alone in the darkness, were unusual.
[Our Bella is a pure woman who knows nothing! Are you going to harm this innocent, pitiful person who has almost lost her self-consciousness?]
Such an abomination?
As I took a step closer without pretending to hear him, Sigurd quickly added.
[It’s definitely your fault that Bella ended up like this! Didn’t she greatly contribute to making her suffer so that she ended up becoming a complete doll?]
Seongjin stopped walking.
what?
“… I?”
[exactly. It is you, Lee Oh-man, who does not treat this woman like a human being and has steadily undermined her self-esteem! Thanks to this, I was able to easily encroach on Bella without any special work on my part.]
“Don’t I treat Isabella like a human being? why?”
[That’s because Bella has been my doll for a long time. Perhaps you knew that.]
Seongjin felt a deep anger welling up inside him.
Hey, you bastard! Then it was your fault from the beginning! Where are you going and arbitrarily passing responsibility?
[Do you understand? They are just being manipulated, and both Bella and Ricardo are innocent people.]
The person who controlled those two shamelessly made a joke like that.
[So stop tormenting Ricardo and that poor young man. Still, he is in deep pain of loss. Although it was not intentional, unfortunately, the connection with him was completely lost.]
Seongjin glared at this shameless bastard with Isabella’s face for a moment.
But is it because of my mood? Somehow, I feel like my personality has changed a little compared to when I had Ricardo as my avatar.
“If you feel so sorry for him, shouldn’t you have just erased his memories? “Why did he leave memories of you when he knew I would come to interrogate him?”
Then the guy nodded and explained.
[That’s because if you completely erase your memories of me, your mind will collapse.]
The memories of Sigurd Sigurdsson were so important that there was a possibility that his mind would completely collapse.
[He’s so sensitive that he’s a helpless brother who spits out cringe-worthy written language as if he were breathing, but that doesn’t mean it’s too pitiful to let him become a complete wreck.]
While the guy was talking freely, Seongjin quietly gathered his thoughts.
Regardless of this guy’s appeal, the dolls that were actually manipulated may have an unfair side.
Besides, even if I cut this doll down now, it might just transfer to another body.
but.
[This is all our Bella’s will. She is basically a good girl at heart. Thanks to this, I am now quite compassionate.]
Isn’t living as a doll not a proper life anyway?
I would rather let this guy control me and bring harm to Delcross.
Before he harasses Sisley again, I’d rather go first!
Seongjin made up his mind.
Sigurd, who astutely noticed the eerie murderous look in his eyes, sighed deeply.
[Well, I thought it would be difficult to appeal emotionally to you, who has dry sensibility. In the end, should I give up on this doll too? You and I are truly unlucky.]
And fluttering.
A blue butterfly flutters before my eyes.
“… … !”
At that moment, something inexplicable appeared in Seongjin’s eyes.
The moment when the guy had just opened a gap in the dimension to throw him back to the normal world.
The traces of the soul that trace a long trajectory in the moment of running from doll to doll.
Seongjin had a hunch.
‘… ‘If only now!’
possible.
Cutting not only the doll, but also the essence controlling him, all at once!
Aurors suddenly gathered in my arms. It was shaking slightly, as if it had a premonition of something that would explode violently soon.
The moment you recognize it, it becomes reality.
Guided by that momentary trance, without knowing what was causing the heartbeat to gradually increase in intensity, Seongjin tightly grasped the handle of the nutcracker.
Just when I was about to pull out my sword.
[Calm down, son.]
Suddenly, someone lightly pressed down on Seongjin’s hand.
“… … !”
When I turned to the side, there was an exorcist standing there whom Seongjin knew very well when he appeared.
“… Lord Sharon?”
However, the gaze facing Seongjin.
They were not Sir Sharon’s natural black eyes, but the silver-gray color he was very familiar with.
fantasy,
