Legendary Youngest Son of the Marquis House Chapter 189

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Episode 189

“I’m sorry… Please spare my life. I was wrong.”

The kids and Dean Gray, who had no idea what was going on, looked puzzled.

But, what do I need to worry about?

I crouched down and whispered in his ear.

“Why are you apologizing to me? You weird kid.”

“… … .”

“You have two choices. One is to be expelled without any problems, and the other is to return to Duke Malone’s house as a corpse with all your limbs cut off. Choose. The former or the latter?”

Delroy, with his head bowed, finally said this.

“I’ll get expelled… ….”

“It’s a wise choice.”

He smiled brightly.

Then he glanced at Dean Gray.

I’m a little curious too.

Does Dean Gray know?

Why have I kept this punk alive ‘until now’?

Judging from his expression, he doesn’t seem to know.

Tch.

* * *

As expected, administrative processing proceeded at a rapid pace.

So Delroy Malone had to pack his bags and leave the Academy in less than an hour.

As I was watching the back of that guy, I said this to Dolsoe No. 2, who had come closer.

“Kill him quietly, see what happens, and bury him somewhere no one can find him.”

(insect!)

Why I didn’t touch the Academy students.

The reason why he didn’t kill him, even though it was clear that he was the one who had to be killed and the reasons were abundant.

It’s simple.

After all, the deaths of instructors are nothing more than someone else’s business to the students.

There is clearly a wall between instructors and students, and that wall naturally becomes a difference.

But students are different.

A close friend who we were laughing and chatting with just a day ago is dying?

The atmosphere will definitely become gloomy and dark.

That will certainly be significantly different from what happened when the instructor died and the process of replacement took place.

That’s why I kept it alive.

I thought that since they were also aware of their surroundings, they wouldn’t do anything that would displease me while attending the academy, and that because of the official document I sent down, they wouldn’t even think, ‘But what if…?’

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What will be left after this?

It’s simple.

They’ll just watch the situation and behave quietly, and then they’ll graduate.

What if I graduate?

From then on, I became someone who had nothing to do with the Academy.

Now that the distance has widened that much.

There is no longer any reason to keep them alive.

I was going to kill them all at once then.

I see one by one people who can’t even tell the difference between shit and soybean paste and who do stupid things in places I can’t see.

I guess I was a little mistaken.

“gray.”

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

“Do you remember what I showed you before?”

“What are you talking about?”

“There’s a list, right? Don’t you remember the students who took drugs, raped, and killed people, other than the instructors?”

Gray’s expression becomes serious.

“Yes. You mean that ‘data’? I put it in the safe in my office.”

I turned my head and watched the back of Delroy Malone as he headed toward the center of Ascension.

“I’m a bit weak when it comes to things like child education.”

“… … .”

“I think this is enough. I showed you this much and did this much, so you must understand. That’s what I thought, but it wasn’t.”

“… … .”

He put both hands in his pockets.

The reason I tried to avoid touching children whenever possible is because most children are forced to do things because they are involved in what adults do.

But if you take the initiative to kill someone and rape someone, that’s a different story.

Just three months.

The semester will end in just 3 months, so I was trying to keep it just that long, but I guess there’s nothing I can do about it.

“The midterms are starting soon, right?”

“……yes?”

Gray questions the sudden change of topic.

“Before the midterms start, how about going on a field trip or something?”

“……yes?”

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Our Dean Gray.

I know you’re quick-witted, but why are you so clueless today?

“The peninsula is divided, and the tide is divided. Isn’t that right?”

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“you’re right.”

“Let’s take out only the kids listed on ‘that data’ and make a class, divide them into groups, and send them to a quiet place.”

Gray’s mouth drops open.

“If I remember correctly, there were a little over twenty people, correct?”

“Exactly 29. One just disappeared, so now there are 28.”

Judging by the look on Gray’s face, he must have just noticed.

“Let’s make a schedule quickly. We did it once with our kids in the mountains before, but what do you think about gathering the kids separately and camping like mercenaries?”

“I think it will be okay.”

okay.

It looks okay to me.

I turned around slightly.

Those who want to learn properly will move to the nearby mountains.

The trash will go into the trash can.

He just turned around.

As I said before.

I always keep my word once I start talking.

That bastard I should kill.

I will kill every single one of you without exception.

There is only a time difference, the result is not different.

I plan on living and breathing the same air as those guys.

Not even a little bit.

* * *

The next day, Matapju went to work.

To the villa where I stay, not the academy.

That too, early in the morning.

He was originally a skinny person, but he had messy hair, a shabby beard, and a body that smelled because it hadn’t been washed, so he cleaned it up really well. I would say he was surprisingly worth seeing.

scholar.

Even though he was just standing still, I couldn’t help but admire his pious appearance.

If someone saw me, they would think I was just a wise man, not a scholar.

“I ate the lunch box well.”

I tilted my head as I was handed the cleaned lunch box.

“Do you feel like something has changed?”

To be exact, the way of speaking.

I said earlier that he looked like a wise man, but should I say that his voice itself really sounds like that of a person who has attained enlightenment?

The voice was very clear.

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Is it because of the changed image?

“It’s changing… … It has to change. Isn’t this a situation where it can’t be helped?”

It will probably cover several areas.

Starting from the conversation we had that night, to the current situation that Matapju is in.

Clearly, the top master was subdued by me.

The rumor is going around, but let’s shift the focus from me to Matapju.

That makes for a pretty interesting rumor.

In fact, you didn’t become a Master… … You just seemed to become a Master, but in reality, nothing changed in the 9th Circle… … etc.

Going further.

Some people might even think that being a master is actually nothing special.

“If you want, I can help you influence public opinion. What do you think?”

Since he was a smart magician, he would have understood what I meant.

so.

He’s smiling so meaningfully.

“Don’t do that. I’ve already received so much from you. Shouldn’t I handle what comes my way?”

I don’t know how to handle it, but I didn’t ask.

And you said you received a lot, but did I give you anything?

I don’t think there’s anything other than a lunch box.

I didn’t care about that either.

“So what are you going to do? Will you return to your position as Dean of the Faculty of Magic? Or?”

“or not?”

“Are you leaving the kingdom?”

It wasn’t a random remark.

If you look at the backpack that Matapju is carrying on his back, even if it wasn’t me, it would have looked like Matapju was trying to leave for somewhere.

But I guess that wasn’t the case.

He glanced at the backpack on his shoulder and burst out laughing.

“I’m going back to the Faculty of Magic again, and as soon as I get there, I plan on creating a new ‘textbook’.”

“Textbook?”

Bellamy turns his head and looks at his master sitting on my shoulder.

“I am thinking of writing a new book about the history of the past, about the events that happened 400 years ago. I would also like to include the story of ‘Valentine Milos’ in it, so I would like to ask if that is okay.”

Basically, becoming a master from a mana user means that you have transcended the human category.

It doesn’t matter whether it’s a personal skill or a matter of taste.

Even though no one around him had told him, Matapju must have noticed.

The fact that this doll sitting on my shoulder is a great hero from the past.

The master said.

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[How much do you plan to contain?]

“I’m not trying to include anything about my life. I’m just trying to include the story of how I created black magic and how I opened up a world for humans with that black magic.”

[Is that all?]

“No. I want to tell you both the truth and the lie. I will write a draft and send it to you, so please read it and review it. Is that difficult?”

I told you.

Bellamy Cragg, the top dog, is a ‘talented man’.

[It’s not difficult. Try making it and bring it to me. I’ll point out any mistakes.]

Bellamy nods.

I asked him as he was about to turn around.

“Lord of the Tower?”

“Why are you doing that?”

“Have you decided on a title for that book?”

Matapju smiles brightly.

“What do you think about using the title ‘What is true history and what is false history?’?”

I looked at the teacher.

Just then, the teacher also looks at me.

hmm.

I don’t know if this is a characteristic of people who write books.

Is that the name of the textbook?

Looking at Bellamy, who had a look of satisfaction on his face, I couldn’t say anything.

So I just laughed.

Then the teacher next to me said.

[It’s okay.]

The top of the tower smiles brightly.

Then he bowed briefly to our teacher and walked towards the academy.

I looked at his back and asked the teacher.

Really.

“You don’t think that title is okay?”

[I personally think it’s okay, but I guess you don’t.]

ah.

I forgot.

Our master is someone who has also happily accepted the nickname of ‘Immortal Necromancer’.

[… … I think you’re thinking about my tastes.]

perhaps.

I think the nickname ‘Ghost’, which was one of my nicknames in the past, would be better given to my teacher than to me.

[What is true history and what is false history… … The more I think about it, the better it seems.]

I’m serious too.

Chapter 6

That moment.

Cell and Charlotte were tailing someone.

Charlotte’s head was covered with a black blanket, perhaps out of an intention to not be discovered by anyone, and Cell next to her said something to Charlotte.

-Do you think it won’t get caught?

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“My hair is so bright that it shines in the sunlight. I have to cover it up like this.”

“The cell is small and has silver hair…,” he said, but Charlotte ignored him.

Those two guys are the ones being followed.

A man who lives in the same house as me and who I call my brother, and who boasts an unbelievable height of almost 2m, perhaps because he has grown taller recently.

It was Thanos.

“I think.”

-What do you think?

“It seems like Thanos is in love.”

Phew.

“Are you laughing now?”

-Then wouldn’t it be funny? What kind of love is it? You sweat all day and lift weights. What kind of love is that?

Still, Charlotte stood her ground.

“You don’t know?”

-what?

“Brother Thanos, you’re no joke when it comes to popularity right now.”

Seldo wasn’t stupid, so he just didn’t answer.

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