Legendary Youngest Son of the Marquis House Chapter 201

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Episode 201

-boss.

“why?”

-I won’t be greedy.

When I turned my head, the guy was smiling very awkwardly.

This is the expression that Cell makes when he is in an awkward situation or when he is faced with a difficult problem to solve.

It seems like you definitely have complicated feelings.

So I asked.

“Why do you think you were excluded from the field trip?”

-I’m thinking that maybe he’s trying to give me a chance, like he did when he killed Count Mantis in the Valanti territory before.

That’s pretty much it.

But that’s not the exact answer.

“Little one.”

-Yes, boss.

I raised my hand and patted the guy’s head.

“I remember you telling me to follow in your footsteps, but I guess you don’t remember what we talked about before that?”

-… … If you say it’s the story we talked about before… … ?

“Don’t you remember when we said we were ‘comrades’?”

-Me.

He closed his fingers that had been stroking the guy’s head.

Exactly-!

I fed him honey.

-Ah… … I’m going.

I tap the seat next to me with a smile, and the guy sits down next to me, rubbing his forehead.

The guy who knows that.

“Why are you trying to carry it all by yourself?”

-……yes?

“You know Charlotte and Thanos are pretty upset right now, right?”

-… … .

Although he didn’t answer, honestly, there’s no way Cell wouldn’t know.

It was the same in the Valanti estate, and it is the same now.

When I do something ‘big’ like this, I bring Selman with me as a regular member.

So, it was natural that Charlotte and Thanos were disappointed.

The problem is.

“Did you tell them what you did there, what you did to Count Mantis?”

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-……no.

Charlotte and Thanos aren’t stupid, so they probably have some idea what happened.

It couldn’t be otherwise, Charlotte and Thanos know how Cell reacted when I first brought him to the villa.

So, Cell and I can’t help but notice what we’re doing.

But that’s it.

Judging from the personalities of the two guys, it’s highly likely that they tried their best to keep quiet in front of Cell and acted as if nothing happened.

Yeah, because they’re kids.

Because they were so considerate of each other, Cell missed the timing to talk, and Charlotte and Thanos also missed the timing.

In that situation, a similar situation happened again.

He raised his hand again and patted the boy’s head.

“They consider you family, and you consider them family.”

-……yes.

and.

“There’s something strange about you three these days.”

-yes?

I’m much quicker on the uptake than you’d think.

At dinner the other day, I had the feeling that our three little ones were going through ‘real puberty.’

I have a strange feeling that the relationship is out of sync.

“I think there’s some ‘problem’ I don’t know about, is that right?”

Cell tilts his head.

He looks like he’s thinking about what I’m saying for a moment, but then he blinks as if he finally realizes something.

But that reaction.

It’s a little different from what I thought.

Cell looks at me with a slightly bewildered expression, as if she has something to say.

“If you have something to say, say it.”

-……no.

He shrugged.

Is it that the kids are sharing some secrets that I don’t know about?

anyway.

“You’re family. If you have something to solve, solve it first. If you keep hiding it and the timing is wrong, you won’t be able to solve it.”

-What if you can’t do it?

There was a pause.

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What I’m saying is that it’s purely about my personal experiences, so if I were to confirm anything, it would feel like I’m making a generalization.

I have to do it anyway.

“As time passes, and even more passes, in the end, it all just becomes regret. In extremely bad cases, it can even lead to catastrophe.”

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I slowly turned my head as my teacher’s hand stroked my head.

Our teacher.

These days, you just sit on my shoulder without saying a word and stroke my hair.

I guess you’ve found a new position.

He smiled and turned his head back to Cell.

“I hope you guys can be nice to each other and support each other. Is that difficult?”

-… … .

“And who cares if you kill me or I kill you? We’re on the same page. It’s not like we killed ‘individuals’, we killed ‘together’. It’s like we’re accomplices.”

-… … .

“Do you understand what I’m trying to say?”

Cell nodded and said.

-I guess I was impatient for nothing. I’m sorry, Boss.

I gently pulled the guy into my arms.

“What’s the point of being sorry? If I finish speaking, Charlotte and Thanos are very upset that they are the only ones left out and things are being done. If this piles up and piles up, their feelings and feelings will be hurt, but I want to relieve them. No matter how much I think about it, it seems like it would be counterproductive for me to go and relieve them, so I want you to approach the kids first. What do you think?”

Cells are smart.

I’m sure you understand what I’m saying.

As expected.

The guy who reached out and hugged my neck spoke to me.

-The boss is right. I’ll go and tell him after this is over. And then.

“and?”

I couldn’t see it, but I think our little one was smiling.

-I know a secret that even the boss doesn’t know. I’ve been debating whether or not to tell you, but I’m just going to not tell you. Because, as the boss said, we’re ‘family.’

Is this really puberty?

Since when did he become so sinister?

It was at that time that I was slowly patting the guy’s back.

A man at the main gate of the academy.

Gray Shearan signals in my direction.

That signal.

It’s a signal that was promised in advance.

If all the people you want to kill are present, make a big circle. If five or fewer people are missing, make a triangle. If ten or more people are missing, make an X.

Now Gray was drawing a large circle with both hands.

That means all the guys who are going to kill have come.

Prepare dinner.

A board created by Gray Shearan.

I haven’t even entered the restaurant yet, but my appetite is already whetted.

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however.

Strangely, I keep wondering this.

Why, why on earth can’t I see the inspiration?

As far as I know, the inspiration did not enter the Academy ‘today’.

Not only today, but yesterday, and yesterday’s yesterday, and yesterday’s yesterday’s yesterday.

Should we say that the whereabouts of the inspiration have been unknown since the day he expressed his intention to attend?

This is so weird.

It’s not like you’re late or something, are you just hanging out somewhere?

hmm.

* * *

As Jack felt, everything was handled with utmost certainty and speed.

But there was something Jack didn’t expect.

To be exact, it was something I neither wanted nor needed to expect.

An old man who had his eyes closed slowly opened them with a deep sigh.

And then I thought.

indeed.

‘Jack, did the kid expect this too?’

I wasn’t joking, I was serious.

Instead of the bedroom where I usually sleep, I enter a dungeon I never thought I would enter.

Rommel Einhard Assenble, who opened his eyes there, was clearly sincere.

There were two men waiting for Rommel.

“Are you awake, Father?”

Duke Friedrich, who rules over the Ascendible Territory of the current Teslan Kingdom, and his younger brother Douglas, the commander of the kingdom’s knight guard.

Rommel was complicated.

In common parlance among nobles, it is one of three things.

Either die by your family, die by a grudge, or die by natural causes.

Rommel swore he thought he was in the third case.

Until three days ago, when he expressed his intention to attend the noble union meeting held at the Academy.

“The sun is already high in the sky. Maybe it’s because you’re getting older, but you used to wake up at 6am, but now you’re sleeping until 9am… … You must have slept late last night. Or maybe you still haven’t gotten used to bed.”

Rommel sat at a wooden table that resembled a hard bed and looked at his two sons in silence.

I really tried not to say anything.

“Why are you looking at me like that? My child just came to say hello.”

Saying what must be said.

“Greetings? Greetings… … That’s the most ridiculous thing I’ve ever heard in my life.”

“Is that so?”

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“why.”

Friedrich Assenble listens.

“yes?”

“Why can’t you give up?”

The two sons smile faintly.

give up.

Give up… … .

“If you were my father, would you be able to give up?”

Before Rommel could answer.

“Oh, you can do it. You have already achieved so much and have enjoyed your long life so much that you have no more desires.”

With vain negativity.

It was happening right before my eyes.

“Do you know what my job title was when I was 30?”

“… … .”

“I was a sogaju. Do you know what I was like in my 40s? I was a sogaju. I wore that label that only children wear until I was in my early 50s. Do you think my father could understand me like that? And.”

“and?”

“Persuasion? These past three days, and the weeks before that, have been really tiresome. Jack Valantier, are you that afraid of that little boy?”

Rommel continued to persuade his two sons.

But the results were clear, as seen before our eyes.

“I think this is a really good opportunity.”

“… … .”

“A council of nobles to promote unity… … Isn’t this the perfect scenario?”

The Duke and Douglas exchange glances.

Very, very sinisterly.

“Valanti, if only the name disappears, this Teslan kingdom itself will completely belong to ‘Ascendible’. It’s so simple. But you’re telling me to give up, and to cut ties with the Tulcan Empire… … Huh, what are you so afraid of at such a late age?”

Rommel just kept his mouth shut.

What on earth do I say to these idiots?

What should I say to make you give up?

Rommel finally figured it out.

but.

Friedrich read Rommel’s mind.

“A 14-year-old kid who killed four Masters, isn’t that absurd? It’s also funny to believe that outright. When my father taught me, didn’t he? He taught me that mixing 99% truth with 1% lies and 1% truth with 99% lies are no different. Depending on the will of the messenger delivering it, it can become truth or lies. That’s what he taught me.”

Rommel closed his eyes for a moment.

In the silence that settled over the room, the Duke said nothing, and Douglas said nothing.

But that was only for a moment.

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Into Rommel’s ear, whose eyes were closed.

“Father, I’m sorry.”

Sorry… … ?

Rommel slowly opened his eyes.

“Ha… … hahahahaha!”

I burst out laughing.

It was really funny.

Because.

The two sons who said they were sorry were laughing right now.

You’re saying sorry while laughing? That’s funny.

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