The Regressed Son of a Duke is an Assassin Chapter 154

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Episode 154. anxiety (2)

The meaning of a person’s words changes in many ways depending on the situation and atmosphere.

However, the words that came out of Xian’s mouth just now were words and actions with a negative connotation that could never be interpreted positively no matter how they were interpreted.

“draft! “What are you talking about?”

Arin was the first to react.

Rather than getting angry, it seemed like he was questioning why he said such a thing.

“There are degrees of arrogance. Have you forgotten what kind of being is in front of you right now?”

“Even if you are the son of Duke Amman Betr and are favored by Abamama, how safe is this place that you make such outrageous remarks?”

Fabian pointed out his disrespectful attitude with a straight face, while Nerobien showed anger.

At this, Xian’s eyes naturally turned to his brothers.

“I will give it back exactly as it was said. Prince Fabian.”

“what?”

“You can be arrogant to a certain degree. What kind of shamelessness did you have to come here?”

-Kwaak

Fabian exploded with anger and ran to Sian and grabbed him by the collar.

“Do you really want to die? Or was his intelligence lost in the joy of belonging to the imperial family? Don’t be mistaken! The width of the skirt of such a shell-like bitch can’t protect you… … .”

Humans who cannot control their emotions are no different from animals, and they reveal their true nature as it is.

Regardless of who was around or who could hear, Fabian conveyed his sincere warning to Sian.

“Kick!”

However, what came back was not an apology, but a sneer filled with insults and ridicule.

His inner thoughts were clearly visible, saying that he was not at the level of being worthy of listening.

“Please understand, Third Prince. “My top layer isn’t that thick, so I don’t think I’d be able to smile with the person who sent an assassin to kill me.”

“… … !”

Fabian’s hand holding Sian’s collar began to tremble.

It was a small whisper that only the person standing across from him could hear, but coincidentally, it reached the ears of Arin, who was next to him.

“W-what do you mean, Sian?”

Arin covered her mouth with both hands and barely managed to control her trembling voice as she asked.

Unlike the two people, who constantly trembled like an aspen tree blowing in the wind, Xian remained as strong as a tree that had supported the center of the forest for a long time.

“Calm down, bro!”

Nerobien rushed over to dissuade Fabian.

As he couldn’t hear Xian’s voice, he couldn’t understand why his brother was shaking like a scared person.

Fabian, who barely came to his senses, let out an awkward laugh and said.

“Oh, there is a limit to making assumptions! On what basis would you hesitate like that? … !”

“calm down. “Fabien.”

Violette, who had been silent the whole time, stopped Fabian.

Fabian, who stopped as if by a spell, could not bear to look into Sian’s hard eyes, so he avoided his gaze.

After a short period of silence passed.

In an atmosphere of passion where no one could smile, Violette opened her mouth with a peaceful smile.

“I guess I picked the wrong time to meet… … .”

Xian’s face was always grave.

“It seems like the youngest has a strong support group. I am truly fortunate. “For the sake of the two of you getting along well, we have to leave.”

Violette got up from her seat and turned around without anyone trying to stop her.

The two princes just watched Violet like that without even thinking about moving their feet.

“What are you doing? “We have to get out of the way so we don’t disturb our private time together.”

She struck once more, and only then did the princes move their feet.

No greetings were exchanged while the two were out of sight.

In the princess’s room, which had been hit by a violent storm, a calm air current flowed again, as if it had never happened before.

Even after the royal family left the room, Arin, unable to recover from the shock, just stared at the ceiling without moving anything.

How much time has passed?

The moment Arin came to her senses and checked her surroundings again,

“… … !”

She found Sian, who had not yet left her side.

“Si, Sian?”

It may not be possible, but it felt as if they were waiting by his side until he came to his senses.

Sian wordlessly handed Arin a document.

“What is this?”

“You’ll know when you check.”

In a daze, Arin checked the document Xian gave her.

“… … !”

Arin immediately asked about the shocking information that she could not bear to see with a calm mind.

“Where did I get this… “No, is it really true what is written here?”

The document detailed the plans of the empire’s princes, Fabian and Nerobien, to assassinate Xian by commissioning mercenaries.

“This is my last sincerity for taking care of Nana while I was away.”

“what?”

“In the future, attacks from other imperial families on the princess will become more severe. So, build more swords and shields to protect yourself. “That will be enough to protect Princess Arin for the time being.”

Not only does a sword not exist to harm an opponent, a shield also does not exist to defend oneself.

Sometimes, a sharp sword can be a means of defense that can protect you from an opponent’s threat, and conversely, a strong shield can be a means of attack that can threaten your opponent.

Only by properly utilizing these complex elements can a means of protecting yourself be completed.

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It was definitely meaningful advice that would help her stand confidently in the castle, which was like a sheet of thin ice that could slip at any moment.

“why?”

Arin had a question.

“Why are you telling me that?”

Xian’s advice and advice to the foolish girl had always been there before.

Whether it was sincere or not, Arin always kept it deeply in her heart and firmly believed that it was the foundation for a better version of herself.

However, there was something strange about this advice now.

Doesn’t it feel like a person about to leave somewhere is saying their last words to those left behind?

“… … .”

Xian’s lips, which remained silent, trembled slightly.

This too was an unfamiliar sight to Arin.

Am I hesitating?

He who never lost his courage even in front of demons, let alone people, showed such an unusual side.

The more it happened, the more the anxiety rising inside Arin grew.

“Engagement with the princess… … .”

Xian’s mouth finally opens.

“I don’t think I can do it.”

The moment the words he wanted to convey finally reached her,

“… … !”

Arin felt like everything in the world had collapsed.

* * *

Not long after the assassination occurred, the academy was in a chaotic atmosphere as the imperial family visited the academy.

In such an atmosphere, Lunav was acting strangely quiet.

Lamela, who had seen her all along, felt that her current appearance was very unnatural.

“I guess you don’t go to the library these days.”

“Because I have nothing to go.”

Just a few days ago, whenever he asked me to bring him materials to learn about the Book of Magic, he was now reading another book that had nothing to do with the Book of Magic.

I can’t understand what he’s thinking about.

Thinking that it would be better than just disappearing without a word, Lamela shook his head and turned around.

-Suddenly

At that moment, the dormitory door opened and a woman came inside.

“… … ?”

Lamela could not believe his eyes.

“Lu, Lunav?”

Just a few seconds ago, she was sitting at her desk reading when she appeared from none other than the front door.

“I’m back.”

She trudged inside as if nothing had happened and gently placed something on the head of another person who was reading a book.

-sparkle

Then, a blue aura sparkled in her hand, and soon the figure of Lunav, who was reading, disappeared, and a large amount of mana was manifesting from the small doll in her hand.

“Woah, illusion artifact?”

Lamela, who immediately figured out what the doll was, was completely dumbfounded.

She shouted loudly as she looked at Lunav carefully putting the used doll into her pocket.

“Uh, since when? “Where on earth have you been in this situation?”

“Nodelliyo.”

Lamela was left speechless in a completely unexpected place.

“If you’re going to stand around like that, please go get me a messenger ball.”

“You mean the messenger?”

“yes. “I have something to tell my grandfather.”

Lunav’s eyes were shining brightly, as if she had made a new decision.

* * *

Darkness fell everywhere, as if it had been cut out of the pitch-black night sky.

In the midst of all this, Eshel slowly but confidently moved forward, following the faint rays of light.

The beam of light becomes brighter as you step forward.

When Eshel realized that the presence of the holy sword he had been waiting for had finally arrived, he increased his speed even more.

Light and darkness always coexist, but even darkness so vast that it covers the world ultimately becomes powerless in the face of a ray of light.

As I succeeded in tracing the memory of the moment I first recognized the existence of such darkness,

Eshel was finally able to find the light of truth she had longed for.

Now all that remains is to confirm the truth.

Unable to control the overwhelming anticipation and joy, the smile on Eshel’s mouth did not fade.

As the brilliant Holy Sword Altar finally appeared in front of him,

“… … ?”

Eshel couldn’t believe her eyes when she saw that scene.

Captivated by ecstasy, my mouth, which had been moving to both sides, narrowed in an instant, and soon all kinds of questions began to bloom in my head.

It was a terrible sight that could not even be called glorious.

The holy sword, which was supposed to be firmly planted on the silver altar, was not on the altar, but was scattered on the floor.

The ray of light, which I thought was the light of salvation without losing hope, was shabby in its brilliance, like a faint candle on the verge of being extinguished.

Is this really the true face of the noble holy sword?

After trying to calm her suddenly confused head, Eshel picked up the holy sword that was lying around and put it back on the altar.

-Woe!

Then, a bright radiance rose from the sword body that had lost its light, and soon blonde hair, brighter than the sun and brighter than the blue sky, began to flutter in space.

For a moment, I was enchanted by the noble atmosphere.

Eshel knelt down as she faced the figure of the holy heroic spirit in front of her.

“Meet Durandark, the holy sword who illuminates the continent with the light of truth!”

The woman in the light silently placed her feet on the altar and soon slowly approached him with graceful steps.

A divine weapon that is said to be possessed only by a savior who will lead the warm light of life from the cold darkness.

The moment when the hand of the bright weapon finally caressed the savior’s chin, Eshel, drunk in ecstasy, smiled with joy,

-match!

A harsh, unpleasant friction sound echoed in the air.

Eshel’s pale cheeks turned red, and the face of the woman who had slapped her cheeks was also covered in anger, turning red.

“From now on, don’t open your mouth and listen to me straight. Heir of Rummendel… … .”

(Continued in the next part)

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