Chapter 3. Pretend to be relaxed and show off your guts. (5)
Three days ago, when the mourners from Magna Morten were dragged out due to Abel’s recklessness.
A sense of kinship grew between them that was difficult to express in words. It’s like a community of destiny that serves the crazy master.
“Get some rest.”
Philip calmed down and passed through the gate. He headed toward Magna Morten, carrying a packed lunch and clothes in both hands.
Slurp, slosh.
There was moisture left on the floor from the rain last night. Every time I took a step, I heard a damp sound.
Actually, Philip liked the day after the rain stopped. But he had a feeling that he would start to hate it from today onwards.
“Ugh.”
He stopped in front of Magna Morten and groaned.
Would it be an illusion to say that this place, which was originally a solemn and sacred place, now looks stained with an ominous blood color?
I didn’t even want to imagine what it would be like inside.
‘shit. ‘How can I resolve this matter?’
Philip closed his eyes tightly and opened them.
I felt like I had to go inside quickly. If it was delayed and Abel became upset, he wouldn’t be able to handle the repercussions.
“Whew.”
Philip gritted his teeth and took a reluctant step forward. He stood at the entrance to Magna Morten and nudged his head in.
Blood-soaked corpses are sticking out of the tombstones, and they have been chopped into pieces of meat, soaked in the smell of blood… … .
‘… … Eh?’
Did not do it.
Philip stopped in place in surprise.
Magna Morten was just quiet. As usual, many tombstones stood erect in a reverent atmosphere.
Abel was sitting quietly on the floor, facing the tower. Just like the tombstones around him, his body did not move.
‘Master’s clothes… … .’
Abel’s clothes were soaked and darkly stained.
Philip tensed his eyes in anticipation. And he was relieved to realize that the color was not red.
‘Then why are you wet?’
It seemed like he had been sweating, but he was completely soaked.
‘Unless this is something that fell into the water… … .’
Philip, who muttered inadvertently, quickly shook his head.
‘What a ridiculous idea.’
Magna Morten’s lake is a place where you can never swim out on your own.
‘You just wanted to wash your clothes. ‘She suddenly wanted to do that.’
If I had really done laundry, it was ridiculous to be wearing those wet clothes.
But Philip decided to just think that way. He didn’t think he could bear it if he went any further than that.
The moment he moved his lips to call Abel,
“Philip.”
Abel said without even looking back. The soft voice was frighteningly low.
“Oh, yes.”
Philip hurriedly entered Magna Morten.
“I brought you the things you mentioned.”
“okay?”
Abel slowly turned around. The moment her eyes met his,
“-!”
Philip stopped in shock. For a moment, the master’s eyes seemed to have turned pitch black.
Not only that, Abel’s mood had changed subtly. It’s hard to pinpoint something, but something was definitely different.
An uneasy and ominous feeling, as if an unidentifiable shadow was surrounding Abel.
Phillip’s palms were sweaty.
‘The eyes… … .’
Abel’s gaze was looking at me, and there was a deep, unknown emptiness overflowing within it. Just looking at it for a moment made me feel dizzy and dizzy.
“young master?”
Philip instinctively took a step back.
“ah.”
Abel shook his head slightly. When he blinked, the atmosphere he had felt so far disappeared as if washed away.
“What did I order?”
The voice was calm, as if something had just happened. Philip froze for a moment and then finally answered.
“I brought it.”
“First of all, clothes.”
He held the clothes he had brought with both hands and held them out politely.
“Let me help you change.”
Abel took the clothes and gave a brief command.
“Turn around.”
“Oh, yes.”
Philip quickly turned around. There was the sound of clothes falling to the floor, followed by the sound of new clothes rustling.
“receive.”
Philip turned around again at the sound of Abel’s voice. Abel was holding out her wet clothes as she looked dazed.
“What to eat?”
Philip quickly took the clothes and held out the lunch box he had brought.
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“great job.”
Abel snatched the lunch box and sat down on the floor. Then she immediately opened the lid of the basket and began pouring the contents into her mouth.
“…….”
Philip watched the scene with a puzzled expression.
‘You’re eating like someone who hasn’t starved for several days.’
The food in the lunch box disappeared in an instant.
It wasn’t messy because the etiquette of a noble was ingrained in him, but it was enough to make other nobles whisper.
“Whew.”
Abel ate all of Philip’s packed lunch in a short period of time. Philip shook his head as if he was tired and asked.
“Shall I bring more?”
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I put down the fork I was holding. Currently, all the plates in front of me were cleaned and emptied.
After lifting the napkin and wiping the corners of his mouth,
“Now bring dessert.”
He gestured to the chef standing behind him.
“Yes, master.”
Max answered in a slightly hesitant tone. He looked at the dishes piled up in front of me with eyes that felt like an earthquake.
‘oh my god. ‘You’re going to eat this all by yourself?’
It was a face that thought so.
It was a situation and reaction that gave me a sense of déjà vu. I chuckled, thinking of Philip who was busy working upstairs.
Clap clap.
Max clapped his hands and then gave orders to the servants around him.
“Hurry, put this away and serve dessert.”
The servants gathered in front of the table. And then I started carrying the dishes I had laid down to the kitchen.
I can only guess how many times they drove the cart back and forth like this… … .
‘Five or six times?’
This was almost the amount served when a family, i.e. parents and two children, ate together.
I ate that amount alone,
‘I’m finally full now.’
I was thinking.
This is what changed after obtaining Requiem. Hunger came easily and very often.
‘Is it because of the sword’s attribute of emptiness?’
These days, instead of just grabbing a quick meal in my office, I always go down to the cafeteria.
We thoroughly enjoyed the dinner, which started with appetizers, main dishes, and dessert. Meal times were a little longer than before, but it wasn’t a big problem.
‘Because there is a lot of time.’
The future where Requiem appears and the territory is devastated, and the nightmare where the main character, Cain, is beheaded by his sword have disappeared.
The time I will create from now on did not exist in the original.
‘Now all that’s left is to enjoy my new life.’
And I really liked the current situation.
First of all, having such a beautiful and healthy body. Now that we have Requiem in our hands, the potential for growth is endless.
‘He was already the strongest in the original, so his future will not change.’
No, it will come sooner. In a more stable and developed form than the original.
Is that all?
‘Clothing, clothing, and shelter are perfect.’
Servants are always around to take care of their clothes and body care. Hearty meals using seasonal ingredients are prepared for every meal, the beds are as soft as clouds, and there is not a speck of dust on the furniture.
The position of son of a lord who rules a huge territory in the western part of the empire,
‘It definitely lives up to its name.’
I planned to enjoy this luxurious life even more. By eating delicious food more often and consistently.
‘The chef will do the hard work.’
I leaned diagonally on a chair at the dining table and stroked my swollen belly. Then I looked at Max picking up a dessert plate from the cart.
‘Are you a little thin?’
The flesh that used to be as plump as a pig has shrunk slightly. I guess it’s because I’ve been making a lot of requests lately.
‘I’ve lived comfortably so far.’
The lord did not come to Wonche Castle often, and his wife also died of illness. His only direct descendant, Abel, had a short mouth.
Thanks to this, Max was able to spend a leisurely time even though he was in charge of a fairly important position within the castle.
‘Well, no matter how much I eat, it will be easier than serving the lord’s family.’
I straightened up with a wicked smile.
“Here’s lemon sorbet, pudding and sablé.”
Max quickly placed the dessert plate in front of me.
“We brought in lemons that grow on the southern coast. When they are aged for a day, their sour taste becomes stronger and their sweet aroma is added, making them a favorite ingredient in desserts.”
Max was skilled at creating dishes that would not offend my picky taste. He also has the skill to know how to please me.
“great job.”
Satisfied, I smiled and cut the lemon pudding with a fork and put it in my mouth.
“It’s delicious.”
When I gave him a brief congratulation, Max’s face brightened noticeably.
“Thank you, Master.”
He bowed his head and added:
“I was a little embarrassed to suddenly find a sour dessert that I didn’t like, but fortunately, there were enough ingredients in the storage. We will do our best to prevent this from happening in the future.”
I asked while chewing my pudding.
“Did I hate sour tastes before?”
“yes.”
Max nodded slowly.
“Not only did he dislike sour ingredients, but even fruits with a sharp taste. So, we used ingredients that were ripened and had a stronger sweet taste.”
“Well, I did.”
At that moment, I thought of Abel’s father, Diego.
‘So that’s why.’
He was staring at me strangely. Did he notice that his son’s tastes had changed?
‘We’ll see.’
I reached for the last dessert plate.
“Everyone get out.”
The servants looked at each other at my command.
“I don’t need you, so get out. Everyone.”
Only then did all the servants, including Max and Philip, leave the restaurant.
“…….”
Meanwhile, I closed my eyes and focused on my sensations.
‘It’s definitely changed.’
Another change that came to my body after obtaining Requiem.
The steps of the servants slowly moving away, the sherbet gradually losing its coolness and melting, and various smells faintly piercing the tip of my nose feel more vivid.
‘My senses have become more sensitive than before.’
This meant that my body jumped several notches from its previous level. That means,
“Hmm.”
I gave strength to the fork I was holding.
Crackling.
The fork made of hard metal bent easily.
‘It also has an effect on muscle strength.’
I was soon overcome by an intense curiosity. I really wanted to test how much stronger I was than before.
‘I just happen to have a good partner.’
I smiled and stood up. I threw my perfectly shriveled fork on the floor and left the restaurant.
A few hours later.
“You came a little early.”
I was standing in the stable where I always met Liam. The boat, which was already full, was long gone.
“Let’s go and have some snacks after this.”
I muttered while patting my stomach. It was a thought that would have made Max tear out her hair if he had heard it.
I spent some time leaning against the stall wall.
‘come.’
I raised my slightly bowed head.
There was no person in sight. But I could definitely feel it.
[Jump, jerk]
The sound of footsteps permeating the floor following Liam’s steps,
[Excited, Excited]
The sound of his heart beating lightly at a steady pace,
[Whoa.]
A soft breathing sound.
And the smell of the cold wind across the border, the smell of leather and metal, and even the faint smell of blood.
‘Is this amazing?’
fantasy,
