Episode 160
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There is a knocking sound.
Who is it?
Is it Ron?
“Come in.”
The door opened, and it was not Ron but Aveiro who appeared.
“My lord.”
“why?”
The guy had a serious expression on his face, like I’d seen him do before.
The guy was holding a piece of paper in his hand, which looked like a letter.
“The Marquis de Valanti handed this letter to the servant who brought breakfast.”
The guy looks thoughtful for a moment.
“I read it because the content was obvious, but um… … I think you should see it first.”
Substitute.
What is that?
“Give it to me.”
Aveiro politely handed it to me and then went out.
Why are you doing that?
First, I opened the letter.
-Youngest, I was wrong. I will yield the position of Marquis to you and quietly step aside. Something big could happen in the Mantis Count household, so if you enclose this letter and hand it over to Count Mantis, you will easily become the Marquis.
It was written like this.
This is definitely Clark Valantier’s handwriting.
Even if you’re not interested, you can figure out that much.
however.
Surely this is all?
No way.
I looked through the letter slowly.
Then he burst out laughing.
This looks like one piece, but it’s not.
In reality, it’s two sheets folded into one.
It seems like it took a lot of work to make, as it hides as much mana as possible and is very thin.
Slowly, the mana was disintegrated, and hidden letters, entangled like double traps, fluttered down.
I picked it up and read it.
As soon as I saw the first sentence, I felt the smile on my lips disappear.
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-If this letter reaches the craftsman, then my plan has succeeded. The youngest is now after the marquisate. I don’t know what happened to Hystein, but he is probably dead or in prison. So, Count Mantis, as soon as you see this letter, gather all your troops and attack the Marquisate of Valanti. If possible, kill the people there. Chaos must be treated with chaos. And as soon as possible, contact the Tulcan Empire and tell them to take the eldest, and if possible, ask them to provide troops. The youngest, no, Jack, this son of a bitch who is worse than a dog must be killed. Please, may everything go well.
Slowly, I put the letter down.
I leaned back in my chair for a moment and tilted my head back.
“Ah… … How can people be so consistent?”
I’ve said it many times, but it’s not easy for people to change.
But there is a shock that can change, and when that happens, people change.
I could tell by looking at my older sister.
My sister has changed.
The Marquis could change, just a little bit.
I expected something like 1%, but how can people be so similar?
I just looked at the cell.
Did you sense an ominous atmosphere?
Or maybe he just noticed what I was trying to do.
The guy’s expression was a little dark.
-boss…….
“why?”
-I will do it.
Doing… What on earth are you doing?
hmm.
Let’s think about it for a moment.
Even though he’s a dragon, Cell matures much faster than Charlotte and Thanos.
However, due to the things I’ve been through, that time has passed even faster.
That means.
The story is that their thinking and reasoning are completely different from those of ordinary children.
My attitude and my expression.
And what I’ve done so far.
I think I thought about those things comprehensively and came to my own conclusion.
-The boss killed two lords.
“so?”
-You killed me yourself because you were afraid that I would have a hard time if you killed me with your own hands.
He laughed silently.
Look at that.
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Our cell.
I told you, you’re all grown up.
-You don’t want to see me struggling.
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“That’s true.”
-I don’t want to see my boss having a hard time either.
How many people can understand the flow of this conversation?
I don’t think there will be many.
He stood up from his chair and stepped aside.
Then he squatted down in his seat.
Now we’re on the same level as our little one.
I stared blankly at the cell in that state.
Silver bob.
Although he is a polymorph with a human form, he maintains his own identity as a dragon.
and.
Beyond that.
The guy thinks of me as family and he really cares about me.
I reached out and gave our little one a light hug.
That feather-sized body comes into my arms.
“I’m not ignoring you. I know what you’re thinking. But that’s it.”
-boss…….
“This is a burden I alone can bear. Only I, no one else.”
I slowly pulled the guy away.
Then the guy says,
-… … I think the boss is too selfish.
I felt a pang inside.
But what can I do?
“That’s what my teacher taught me.”
When I turn my head slightly, I see the teacher with a serious expression on his face.
His expression tells me that this is not a situation to joke about.
He smiled lightly and lifted the teacher up, placing him on Cell’s shoulders.
And then he stood up from his seat.
-boss…….
And took a step.
-boss.
I didn’t look back.
Our cell.
I am so touched by your words, and I know what you are thinking when you say them.
As I said before, this is a burden I must bear.
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None other than this.
The only weight I can bear.
I will carry the burden that my people must carry.
I will carry the burden that I must carry.
Passing the burden on to my people.
I’m like that.
I never even imagined it.
I have no intention of doing it.
That’s reigning by my standards.
The cells will grow further and become stronger.
I hope this appearance of mine will be a stimulus to Cell.
He opened the door so slowly.
Before you go out, just turn your head slightly.
Master and Cell were looking at me with worried eyes.
I turned around again.
I left the room completely.
Where I want to go.
Where to go now.
Clark Valantier.
My father, and the person who tried to kill me in my past life.
Even though he was incompetent, it didn’t matter.
It didn’t matter whether I didn’t want to admit the fact that everyone around me had turned their backs on me or whether I was trying to escape reality.
but.
That’s it.
Clark Valantier is irresponsible.
I informed the Marquis of the current situation by locking him in his room, and gave him a chance to cut ties with Count Mantis.
It further gave them a chance to cut ties with the Tulcan Empire and right their own wrongs.
They say it’s a second chance, but if you look at it one by one, it’s three, four, or more chances.
Still.
He didn’t keep it.
Rather, he prepared his own scheme to show that he was bowing his head in the future and hit the back of the head.
He even asked Count Mantis for help, and even contacted the Tulcan Empire to get his sister back quickly, which was nonsense.
Even though I tell myself with my own mouth that I am kind and overly handsome, I put all sorts of gold on it.
I will protect what I must protect.
Clark Valanti again abandoned his sense of responsibility and tried to sell his sister to the scum of the Tulcan Empire.
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The line has been crossed.
Because it’s over.
I want to do things that I couldn’t do in my previous life and that I tried not to do in this life if possible.
As we exited the hallway, Aveiro was standing on one side of the hallway, holding the Silarion.
I think he left the room earlier to get that sword.
Aveiro was convinced just by reading the first thing written in the letter.
No matter what schemes he hatched, the Marquis was ultimately a frog in a well, and the current owner of the well looking down on him was Aveiro.
It makes no sense to say he didn’t expect it.
I naturally reached out.
Aveiro handed me the Silarion, which he was holding with both hands respectfully, and I grabbed the sword’s hilt.
In that state.
Walked.
The main building where the Marquis is located.
I walked slowly towards it.
Behind me, Aveiro was bowing his head deeply.
* * *
I passed Thanos and Charlotte in the yard.
I passed the entrance to the rose garden.
After arriving at the main building, I passed by some nameless members of the organization who bowed their heads to me and greeted me.
I walked without answering Ron who asked me where I was going.
At that moment, my older sister, who was practicing Mana in the main training room, also passed by without saying anything.
My expression.
My appearance.
Wouldn’t that be a sufficient answer?
I climbed the stairs and headed towards the room where the Marquis was being held captive.
The two Death Knights guarding the entrance look at me and kneel down on the spot.
After looking at the two Death Knights for a moment, he let out a ‘thought’ and opened the door.
I don’t know what the room was used for, but it was probably used as a conference room or something similar.
The Marquis de Valantier sits at the highest table.
His expression brightened.
As if his scheme had succeeded.
“You’re finally here.”
Without answering, I walked towards him.
“I see you got the letter.”
As I said before, the Marquis of Valanti had a bright expression on his face.
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Although.
If you only look at the visible expression, it was clearly a bitter expression, but that was only an expression that was visible on the outside, and inside, it was clearly very bright.
I just touched the desk in my office.
Strength goes into your fingers.
“Don’t step down from your position as Marquis. If you send an official document to the royal palace, things will become much easier… … .”
I ignored him and just threw my arms back.
Kwaaaaaaaah-!!
A giant desk bursts through the wall.
The Marquis’ mouth closes, and his trembling eyes meet mine.
Did you notice? Did you get caught? Didn’t you want the position of Marquis? That should be enough to divert attention… … Even if they were Mana users, there’s no way they would notice the device… … .
That’s the look on his face.
He stretched out one arm and placed his hand on the right armrest of the chair where the Marquis was sitting.
With his other hand, he placed the handle of the Silarion on his left armrest and held it there.
Slowly lean your head forward.
Said.
“Clark Valantier.”
“… … .”
“How did it get to that point?”
“what?”
“Why don’t you realize that everyone around you has changed and that not a single person around you is loyal to you?”
“… … .”
“How many chances do I have to give you? How many more chances do I have to give you before you realize you’re an idiot?”
“This… … little brat, how dare he speak to his father!”
It doesn’t even make me laugh.
“Have you ever thought of me as your son?”
“… … .”
“Why are you like this, you two know everything.”
Clark Valanti hates me.
I don’t even think of them as children.
Why, I wonder.
reason.
I know.
“You were the youngest too.”
The aristocratic society is tightly knit.
The Valantier family has the title of Marquis.
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The Marquis is by no means low.
but.
I have never seen my relatives even once.
Because.
They’re all dead.
“You, the youngest, killed your brother, you killed your father, you killed all your relatives. You killed them all, as if the name Valantier was meant to be yours alone.”
The Marquis de Valantier is known in the world as a calculating man.
This is absolutely not a compliment.
That’s sarcasm.
The Marquis de Valanti, who calculates stupidly, is therefore a calculating man.
“That’s why. I’m afraid I’ll kill you, kill Peyron, and take the Marquis’ seat.”
To put it nicely, they wanted to eliminate the threat that was coming in the future, but to put it even better, it’s just hate against their own kind, that’s it.
