Legendary Youngest Son of the Marquis House Chapter 154

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Episode 154

Should I say that it is like a picture engraved in my memory?

At that time, others kept their distance from me as my whole body was covered in filth.

But only my sister and Ron comforted and hugged me while I cried.

Even though the filth on my body was transferring to their bodies, those two didn’t care at all.

At that time, the Marchioness was looking at ‘us’ like that.

I still can’t forget the look in this woman’s eyes at that time.

A gaze that is like looking at an insect.

I should have killed him.

A small curiosity about why he came back to life, and further, how he came back to life.

“I found out too late, but did you know in advance that I was locked in the warehouse?”

“… … .”

“So, you did all sorts of things, such as having the knights follow your orders and report that there was nothing unusual in that area. Did you happen to hear this report? Did you not hear the report of me, trapped in the warehouse, crying out for help and being opened?”

Now I was neither laughing nor crying, nor was I angry.

Just like my usual ‘me’.

I just asked.

“There was definitely someone outside the warehouse at that time. I asked them to open the door and save me, but they just ignored me. I want to find out who that bastard is. Do you know who that bastard is?”

Even in response to the following questions, our Histain Valanti remained silent.

“Actually, I’m not that curious. Anyway, I’m going to catch and kill all the guys who are connected to Count Mantis. When I catch and kill everyone, that bastard will be there too. Oh, I forgot to ask this. I didn’t ask before, but now that I have the chance, I’ll just ask. Did you have fun back then?”

As if speechless.

The Marchioness remained silent.

what.

Your snout isn’t sewn shut, so why can’t you speak?

Oh, really.

“There’s no answer. I actually didn’t expect much. I didn’t ask without knowing. I guess it was fun at the time. What more do you need?”

“… … No. No!!”

The Marchioness suddenly shouts.

But, what is it not?

“At that time, I… … Yes, I was sad. I was worried about you. I guess it’s been so long that you don’t remember. Yes, that’s how it is. I was worried about you at that time.”

He gently brushed his chin down.

Oh, really.

I feel like I laugh a lot more after my strange regression.

Look at this.

You’re still smiling naturally.

“Oh, really? But, at that time… … .”

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Slowly, he raised his hand and brushed away the dust from our Marchioness’s head.

If my memory is not faulty.

Definitely at that time.

“You were laughing.”

“… … .”

“It was a laughter that clearly showed feelings of regret and relief, and the feeling that bugs wouldn’t crawl anymore. Worried?”

He lightly rolled up the hand that was combing the Marchioness’s hair and tapped her head.

“Why are you being so ugly? Do you think you’re finally paying the price for what you did in the past?”

I slowly got up from my seat.

ah.

I forgot this too.

“I’ll tell you now what will happen to you.”

“what?”

“First, I’ll cut off your limbs.”

“Okay… … Wait a minute!”

“They cut off his limbs, stuck a knife into his heart, cut off his neck, and put him in a bundle full of maggots.”

“Don’t do it!! I told you not to do it!!”

Ignored it.

If I have to do something, I do it.

“I’m going to take that piece of trash to your father, Count Mantis. He’ll be very happy to receive it, I think. It’ll be the first and last gift from his beloved ‘youngest’ and ‘grandson’. Yes, he’ll be very happy. He’ll be so happy that he’ll probably cry.”

“Ah… … Okay, wait a minute… … No… … No!!”

What can’t be done?

“Everything I do works out.”

I lightly raised my hand to the side, and Aveiro, who was next to me, put the Silarion he was holding into my hand.

“No… No!!”

Fix your grip on the longsword.

like that.

Swinged.

Crunch-!

* * *

Just as the villa in the Ascendible estate had a rooftop terrace, the rose garden also had a terrace.

I am now looking down from the terrace with my master.

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The Marquis is as quiet as if he had been struck by lightning.

A gloomy atmosphere that spreads and encroaches upon the surroundings.

Even if you swore something like “I will follow you” or “I will follow you” in blood, trusting and believing in someone are separate issues.

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The situation was simple.

About 120 people.

128 people, to be exact.

Their bodies were torn to pieces and fed to wild dogs, only the Marchioness’s body was not eaten.

I always keep my word once I say it.

He put the corpse of the Marchioness into a maggot-ridden bundle and sent it to Count Mantis at the ‘Continental Battlefield Branch’ in the Valanti territory.

“Is it over now?”

He shook his head at Ron’s question next to him.

through?

this?

“It’s not even halfway done yet, it’s too early to talk about the end.”

I looked relaxed, with my arms outstretched on the terrace and my chin resting on my hand.

He looked like someone you would never think was the one who had just ordered massacre.

however.

As I said before, it’s about taking out the trash.

Emotional changes?

Isn’t that a luxury?

“I think I told you this before.”

“what?”

“You’ve changed a lot, haven’t you?”

I just laughed at Ron’s worried words.

People change.

I’ve said it countless times, but it’s definitely not easy.

Once a scoundrel, always a scoundrel, once loyal, always loyal.

People don’t change easily.

A moment of silence fell.

Ron, who was feeling the wind next to him, couldn’t stand the silence.

He started talking as if he had been waiting for something to be said.

“It seems like you have a lot to think about, young lady.”

“I guess so.”

My older sister is smart.

He may seem annoying because he’s too kind, but you can’t doubt his intelligence. If he were stupid, he wouldn’t have been able to become a 6-circle mana user at the age of 18.

“Actually, I heard it earlier.”

This time I turned my head.

“Hear? What?”

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“That’s what the master said to the young lady at the well over there.”

It wasn’t a big deal.

Our Ron.

Even though he appears to be a servant, he is a 9th circle mana user.

It seems like the frequency of drawing mana has been high recently, so the concentration level is quite high and the circle is fully activated.

That’s what a person of that level would say at that distance.

There’s no way I didn’t hear it.

It would be strange not to hear it.

You said you weren’t curious before, but now you seem to be a bit curious.

As I was thinking that, Ron said.

“It must have been very difficult for you.”

“That’s right. It must have been hard. You know Rondo, our sister is stupidly kind.”

To my words, Ron surprisingly shook his head.

“Your Majesty, I was talking about you.”

My eyes opened slightly wide.

“me?”

“yes.”

Ron slowly came up next to me and ran one hand down my back.

“As I said before, thank you for your hard work.”

If you just look at the situation, this is a very touching situation.

I’m not a kid.

It’s funny to keep nitpicking in this situation.

He chuckled and took a step back to the side like a crab, avoiding Ron.

“Why are you like this, so disgusting.”

Ron laughs quietly.

“Go and take care of your sister. My sister, as far as I know, it’s been a long time since I’ve seen someone ‘die’.”

It seems like such a random thing to say, and I’ve never mentioned it before.

My sister has killed someone before.

There were about three people.

It’s been a while, but I was there at that time…

no.

Okay.

“She probably has a lot to think about. Right now, she’s probably talking with our little ones in the room, and my sister is probably trying her best to act calm. She’s probably very complicated inside and frustrated about the bleak future, but she’s good at not showing it to anyone.”

“… … .”

“Ron, stay by your side. There’s no one here in the Marquis’ House that our sister can rely on but Ron.”

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Ron tilts his head.

“What about you, Young Master?”

I ended up laughing a little.

“I would have thought so if I was 14, but he’s 34. He’s older than me, so how could I rely on him? It wouldn’t have felt real.”

“I guess so.”

“Even if I try, it’s not right now. My sister is smart, so if I give her enough time to think, everything will work out naturally. So, please. Take care of my sister.”

At those words, Ron nods quietly.

Then he turned around and started to go down, but then turned around again.

“But, your highness.”

“why?”

“You seem a little tall.”

I raised my hand and touched my head.

I don’t think it’s possible to feel that way, but there’s something called a feeling.

Ron is 175cm tall.

175.8cm to be exact.

When I left this Marquisate I was 168cm tall.

When the Master appeared in person, I was 171cm tall.

Certainly, it’s because I ate everything I could, unlike when I lived like a maggot in my previous life.

The speed at which height grows is surprisingly amazing.

Roughly speaking, I’m about 173cm tall right now.

In my previous life, I was about 184cm tall, but I wonder if I’ll end up taller than that.

Ron lowered his head and went down, smiling silently.

The teacher, who had been staring blankly at Ron’s back, spoke to me.

[I had a vague feeling before, but that man seems like your ‘real father’.]

This is the highest praise.

And actually, I think similarly.

To be exact, like this.

“I thought about it sometimes.”

[what?]

“I wonder what it would have been like if Ron had been my father.”

[… … .]

“It would be really nice if that were the case, it would be really nice… … I don’t know. I’ve never asked. So I guess we should keep it open? It could be right, it could be wrong.”

I try not to ask other people’s secrets in detail, if possible.

It will definitely be revealed someday. There is no need to rush it.

Of course, this is limited to ‘my people’ only.

If there are people other than mine, people who hide a knife inside and think of stabbing me in the back of the head.

If you feel that way.

I will find out even if it means using violence.

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The example is a bit off, but Roland Lynch’s case was a similar one.

That’s the way I’ve lived.

[There was something I was going to ask before, but stopped.]

I turned my head.

Our teacher’s voice is quite serious.

[Have you no intention of going back to your roots?]

“Roots?”

[I know you don’t like the name Valanti. It seems like you just want to live with the name ‘Jack’. Don’t you think it’s empty?]

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