Episode 155
hmm.
How should I say this?
Honestly, I haven’t really thought about this.
My name.
Just Jack.
I thought a little kid named Jack would be enough.
But I guess he wasn’t the teacher.
[I have a vague idea of what kind of person you are. But, your mother, the child who gave birth to you, is probably more ‘blood related’ to you than you think.]
I guess the teacher knows.
I don’t know.
“If I ask, will you tell me?”
[If you’re really curious.]
I turned around again and leaned against the terrace.
“There is one thing I have realized as I live.”
[Have you realized?]
“Have you ever heard the saying that when coincidences keep happening, it becomes destiny?”
[I’ve heard of it. It’s pretty credible.]
There is something called causality in this world.
If there is an effect, there must be a cause.
Of course, there must be something similar in creating the cause.
They try to wrap it up by saying it’s a coincidence, but I’m not sure.
Is that really a coincidence?
Necessity creates a cause, the cause creates an effect, and the effect becomes necessity and again creates a cause.
That’s causality.
He who understands and practices that law is transcendent.
“If there is something I need to know, I will naturally learn it, and if there is something I need to know, I will learn it too. As for my mother’s family, I will find out about it with my own hands later when I have time. Wouldn’t that be more fun?”
[… … .]
“Even if the teacher knows everything, isn’t that the fun of traveling?”
[Travel… … It sounds like you’re asking me to go on a date.]
This, our teacher, as we spend time together, you’ve been secretly imitating my speech.
“It’s not like it won’t work. I’ll have to take the kids to the Demon Forest later, but isn’t that what you call a trip? You could even call it a date.”
Our teacher.
He laughs as if he can’t stop himself.
I just laughed too.
But as I said before.
What I will do in the Marquisate.
We’re not even halfway done yet.
Just rest for now.
It’s time for a short break.
I don’t know how long I’ll rest.
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Aveiro gave Count Mantis at least five days to invade the Marquisate of Valanti, but well.
That’s just the ‘normal’ Count Mantis.
If you’re a really pissed off Count Mantis, five days should be the maximum amount of time you can afford.
My guess is at least 3 days.
Those three days are seriously no joke, it’s a break.
You have to rest during break time.
so.
Let’s go play with our little ones for the first time in a while.
Chapter 4
Two knights were having a conversation.
“… … Were you dreaming?”
“That’s a weird thing to say. Are you saying that you and I had the same dream?”
“That’s not what I meant, idiot.”
The armor of both knights was engraved with a crimson eagle.
The private soldier of the Marquis of Valantie, and the official name is the Iron-Blooded Knights.
The symbol of that place.
One reporter said it was like a dream, another said it was ridiculous, but in fact, their feelings were the same.
It’s like being dumbfounded.
It was exactly the same.
Honestly, it still felt like I was dreaming.
“I never thought that the three princes, or rather the three princes themselves, would change so much.”
“… … That’s right, the rumors going around the academy were true.”
“You massacred the instructor and subdued the master, the magic tower master… … Does that make sense?”
“What if it doesn’t work? Honestly, I knew this would happen.”
Other reporters look dumbfounded at the reporter’s words.
“What the hell are you talking about?”
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“No, think about it. Can’t you see the difference between Elizabeth’s talent and that of her second son, Peylon?”
It’s not a level that makes a difference.
Paleone is a 3rd circle, but honestly, that was raised with a mana transplant surgery.
That is, the guy has no talent for circles.
To be exact, I only started hearing people call me a ‘genius’ after I created the 3rd circle at the age of 15.
But Elizabeth is different.
“I heard that he started training in Mana at the age of 13 and went up one circle per year. His younger brother, Prince Sam, must have had similar talent.”
“… … Is it because of the difference in bloodline?”
The bloodline referred to here was not that of the Marquis de Valantier.
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Matrilineal, not patrilineal.
“Then, he wasn’t just a commoner. Did the Marquis know?”
“Well, I don’t know about that. But what is certain is that Prince Sam has suffered a lot here at the Marquis’ House.”
Not only the knights present here, but all those who live in the Marquis House would agree with that statement.
Three princes.
When he was staying at the Marquis’ house, I honestly felt sorry for him.
“When was it, right? Was it when you were locked in a warehouse right before you died? Was it when you were seven years old?”
Another article nodded.
“And was it when you were ten that you got slapped by the Marquis for leaving the rose garden without saying anything?”
“No. That happened when I was 9.”
“Is that so? Then what were you like when you were 10?”
“You know, that time when you picked up a sword to practice swordsmanship, and then got beaten up by Peylon using that as an excuse.”
He claps his hands as if he remembered an article he had only heard about.
“That’s right. Now that I think about it, wasn’t there a grounding order for Peyron at that time and Prince Sam was stuck in the villa without even taking any potions?”
These stories were all true.
Real truth without any exaggeration.
“Was the curfew for one day at that time?”
“Oh, that’s right. Instead, Prince Sam was bedridden for over a week and couldn’t walk.”
“They won’t even let me drink potions.”
“If Lady Elizabeth hadn’t come to the table, I probably would have stayed in bed for a few more months.”
The two knights are still unforgettable.
What happened to Jack in the past.
That too, Elizabeth.
If it weren’t for her, Jack might have died halfway through.
When Jack was released from the warehouse, Elizabeth killed two servants who were managing the warehouse and a trainee knight who was neglecting to report.
Three people were killed.
And at the age of 11,
It wasn’t the end.
When Jack was slapped in the face by the Marquis of Valantier, Elizabeth slit her own wrists.
If you touch Jack one more time, I’ll kill you.
The threat obviously worked.
That’s why the Marquis of Valanti didn’t touch Jack.
But Paleone was a separate issue.
After Peylon beat Jack up, and Jack lay down on the bed, the Marquis gave the order.
Don’t feed Jack the potion.
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It was an incomprehensible action, but it was Elizabeth who stepped forward at that time.
Elizabeth slit her wrists again in front of the Marquis.
Very, deeply.
And she fed the potion she received to Jack, but because the treatment was delayed, Elizabeth still has a scar on her wrist from the knife.
“It’s really strange when you think about it.”
“What else?”
“The Marquis of Valanti, no matter how much I think about it… … .”
“No matter how much I think about it?”
“… … I feel so incompetent.”
If it were normal, I would have immediately covered my mouth or looked around.
But the two knights did not do that.
Because.
Because in this story, everyone except the Marquis himself is thinking the same thing.
And now, no one will say anything even if you gossip like that openly.
Going further.
After all, the person the two knights swore allegiance to was not the Marquis, but ‘Elizabeth’.
So, the two knights went out on patrol outside the territory.
The two knights did not know.
That there were three little kids listening to their conversation.
* * *
Soon our three little ones came into the garden where I was.
But, our little ones’ expressions are really strange.
It’s almost as if he’s heard something he shouldn’t have.
But what’s even stranger is…
Charlotte came up to me and said this.
“Boss, are you okay?”
Next to Charlotte was a cell.
These two little ones strangely look like sisters.
The two guys and Thanos behind them.
The three of them have the same expression, but they seem to be worried about me.
I don’t know what it was, but I just said this.
“It’s okay. I told you.”
“What?”
“A successful person has no worries. Because, they are successful.”
“… … .”
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“Likewise, there’s nothing to be hard about. Do you know why?”
“Yes, because you’re good.”
Our little ones learn quickly, after all.
Cell and Thanos were making bewildered expressions next to Charlotte, but she just ignored them.
Why, all of a sudden?
But our little ones still have strange expressions.
I should say that it’s an expression that seems to want to say something, but is hesitant about whether or not to say it.
“Stop making that poop-like face and tell me. What is it?”
Charlotte spoke as if she had been waiting for my cool words.
“boss.”
“huh?”
“When I was young, I heard stories about what the boss did here.”
He tilted his head slightly.
Did you hear?
“To whom?”
“There were two knights talking over there. It wasn’t a detailed conversation, but I heard the gist of it. I overheard.”
He made a face as if it was nothing, and reached out and stroked Charlotte’s head.
I guarantee it.
The story Charlotte heard was probably true, and more than likely, it was just a small part of the many things I experienced at the Marquis’ house.
Now I understand.
That’s why you were making such a strange expression.
“So you’re worried about this cool boss right now?”
“No matter how good a person is, you can still worry about them.”
For the first time in a long time, I was speechless.
-Boss, I’ll be by your side.
What does ‘Boss, I’ll be by your side.’ mean?
Are you acting?
Let’s look at Thanos. He was speaking with his eyes, not his mouth.
Those eyes.
Rather than looking worried, he seemed quite determined.
I will definitely grow up and protect you… … I will make the great lord I serve even better… … That’s what his eyes look like.
He stretched out his arms and hugged all three of us little ones at once.
Thanos was a bit too big, but I have long arms.
And the legs are long.
“Thank you, kids.”
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The guys were laughing, but there was still a look of worry in their eyes.
If you look at this closely.
hmm.
A little different than worrying.
A sense of homogeneity, I guess.
Cell’s past, Charlotte’s past, and even Thanos’ past.
I haven’t heard the story of Thanos, but he couldn’t have been happy.
So, me and my little ones.
I guess we have some kind of common ground.
A common ground of having an unfortunate childhood.
Then I ended up laughing a little.
The past cannot be changed.
So we have to make the future better.
No, I’m trying to make it.
My children, I have to let them live with a smile.
* * *
After a while, I asked Charlotte.
“But isn’t there any signal?”
“Signal?”
Charlotte tilts her head at my unexpected remark.
It seems like you didn’t understand for a moment, but I guess I’ll have to add some flair to this.
“Well, why is that? It turns completely black.”
Charlotte, who understood, is a little embarrassed.
“How… how much?”
Did Cell tell you a story?
Our little ones get so flustered whenever they hear anything related to the blackened devil.
Oh, really.
I also turn black when I use my horn, but how much did this scare Cell?
“You’ve been drinking my blood these days. Three times a day.”
Charlotte said, shaking her head hastily.
“It’s okay for now. There’s something like a warning before ‘that’ comes, like a pounding heart, a chill down my spine, and… … Huh?”
Charlotte shut her mouth without saying a word.
Why are you suddenly like that?
no way.
“No?”
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“… … I think he’s here.”
I ended up laughing.
Oh, really.
“It’s been about three weeks since then? It’s faster than I thought.”
