The Magician’s Youngest Son Chapter 130
Henker opened the subspace. Larsen watched the scene with interest.
It was surprising that Henker could handle subspace so freely. Subspace is the exclusive property of wizards, and it was not known that Henker was a wizard.
‘Isn’t he just a drug lord?’
how to say I suddenly felt that I would not be the chief who simply controls the ‘Great Northern Basin’. Larsen now somewhat trusts his senses and eyes. His senses and eyes were telling him. Henker isn’t just a drug lord.
interpreted as Cheonan.
‘That’s… … Morphincho?’
What Henker took out of the subspace was a tobacco made from a grass named ‘morphincho’. It was lit and burned like a cigarette, and it was a drug with an incredibly powerful painkiller effect.
Its pain-relieving effect is so strong that it does not hurt even if a limb is cut off, but it is as addictive as that, so it has been classified as a drug. If you burn more than a certain amount of morphine, symptoms such as hallucinations appear.
‘I understand that the supply is almost non-existent as the three major houses jointly designate it as a drug.’
Larsen laughed.
“Are you gifting the children of the second-generation High House with drugs banned by the second-generation High House?”
“This is classified as a drug, but the pain relief effect is the best.”
“This is a crime.”
“Wouldn’t it be bad if I accepted it?”
Henker’s eyes narrowed. The corners of her mouth moved very little. Looking closely, she seemed to be saying, ‘You’ll need it?’
‘Even if I did, I would reject that naive justice protagonist.’
Kashin Seid of the original story cannot tolerate injustice. no. I don’t stand it. This is clearly illegal, and it is not the type to accept what Carcia, the head of the modern swordsmanship family, defines as ‘illegal’ as a gift.
‘huh?’
But he stayed still. If things go as they were, they would disrupt the world’s order and laws, so I’ll dispose of them here. It’s normal for it to come out like this.
Finally, Larsen asked.
“Kashin. what do you think?”
“I think we should take that away and get rid of it.”
It was just like that. But Kashin continued.
“But I was waiting for your words because you seem to have an idea.”
“… … .”
“What do you think?”
It seemed that the righteous protagonist had more flexibility. whether it’s good or bad There was no way to tell them apart, but it wasn’t a bad situation for Larsen.
“I think there must be a reason why the drug lord bothers to present something that doesn’t need to be presented here, to the children of the famous family.”
Henker grinned. In his original form, he would have licked her lips with his tongue, but now he smiled brightly and stamped her feet.
“Brother Larsen is so smart, I like it.”
The smile was so bright and cute that it almost gave Larsen goosebumps. Henker continued to speak brightly.
“And one more!”
He marked ‘1’ with his index finger. one more. It seemed like there was a present.
“I will direct you. To [Charles’ Cookie Shop].”
“Why?”
“huh. Brothers and sisters, listen carefully. Now my name is Sylvia. My older brothers also learn my name.”
Larsen could understand.
“no way. Don’t the people here know that Henker and Sylvia are the same person?”
“huh. I only know a few of my henchmen and a few heavy-mouthed people. I’m Silvia, the mascot and cutie of this place.”
At the same time he laughed hehehehe, but Larsen, who knew Henker’s real face, was so terrible. The drug lord of the Great Northern Basin said with his own mouth, ‘I’m the mascot here, hehehe!’ You look like you’re smiling
“Then why is that cute mascot, Sylvia, trying to guide us?”
“Charles’ cookie factory is dangerous. He’s a very dark-hearted guy. Fortunately, the owner there knows who I am.”
“In other words, is it a place where you can guarantee our safety if you go there yourself?”
“yes.”
“I’m sure there aren’t many places in this place that aren’t under your command and influence.”
He asked why he was willing to guide himself when he could guarantee safety by simply giving an order without direct guidance.
“It is, but. Charles’ Cookie Factory is one of them. The owner there is eccentric.”
“Are you cranky?”
“I have a very bad habit. Have you ever heard of Charles Limion?”
The name Charles is very common. If you ask along the way, some even have the name Charles. However, the surname ‘Limion’ is not common.
Kashin reacted to the surname ‘Limion’.
“Limion?”
Lassen also remembered the surname ‘Limion’. He couldn’t remember, but he heard and remembered.
‘I think Black Rose Albleca’s last name was Limion.’
in the work. Albleca was one of Kashin Seid’s formidable enemies. The surname of Albleca, the black rose who cursed White Wolves in April in the Lebadon region, was ‘Limion’.
“You know what? I have very nasty hobbies, so I think I’d better go myself.”
* * *
Sylvia (Henker) was indeed the mascot of Great Northern Basin.
Passers-by said they were cute and gave them candy and chocolate. People passing by did not look like criminals or drug dealers. Outwardly, it resembled an ordinary village. Sylvia walked around smiling brightly while hiding the identity of the drug lord.
Larsen asked.
“What is your foreign status?”
“huh. The next ruler.”
“Henker’s daughter?”
“Externally, yes.”
“… … Why do you have to create and act as a daughter who doesn’t exist?”
“you do not have to know.”
Henker was playing the daughter. Anyway, it wasn’t normal.
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“You can go here. It should be a five-minute walk.”
I passed through a winding alleyway. Smoke billowed through the windows here and there as I passed through the alley.
There were so many incense smells mixed together that it gave me a headache. Even though it was broad daylight, many coquettish groans could be heard from here and there. It felt like a backstreet where people who were fed up with basic human desires and drugs were gathered.
Cassin frowned and walked away.
‘Why would my father leave this place alone?’
That curiosity was answered by Sylvia.
“Isn’t it the first time for you, the nobleman of the Seide family, to see something like this?”
“… … .”
“Why do you think Seidga is leaving us alone?”
Cassin Seid had a hunch. His father sent him here. There was an intention behind it. I wouldn’t have shown this fallen place for no reason, just because I was with Larsen.
Henker continued.
“We need a place where these corrupted humans can gather and live. No matter how much the Seids claim to be light, where there is light, there will always be darkness.”
“… … .”
Cassin knows that too. He was born as the heir to a ruling family. He sees more and thinks more than the average 14-year-old. The world isn’t that bright. Where there is light, there is darkness. Not everyone can live beautifully.
“The light does not allow the darkness to be by its side. That’s why they gathered here. Guys who have nowhere else to go. Humans who have given up their dignity as human beings.”
“… … .”
“Ironically, if you gather only those guys together, society will run pretty well. what. I’m not fine though. I don’t know what it looks like to people who belong to the light, but people who belong to the darkness live well in their own way. However, when light and darkness are mixed, the light drives out the darkness.”
“Are you saying that the light is us and the darkness is you?”
“I’m talking in principle rather than specifically.”
Larsen understood Henker, and so did Kashin.
Henker said one thing. He didn’t want to create a ‘Harlem street’ in Seide territory, so he gathered people who had no place to go anymore in the ‘Northern Great Basin’.
From the standpoint of light, I made this dark place and respected it in my own way. Because I don’t like it when the darkness creeps up to where the light is.
Larsen glanced at Kashin. Kashin seemed to have many thoughts going through her head. She seemed to have realized something.
Larsen realized too.
‘The reason why the family of Carcia sent Kashin here… … . It must also mean to study the world.’
There is not only light in the world. There is light and there is also darkness. It meant that he had seen enough of the light, so he should also see the darkness. experiencing it in person.
“The interesting thing is, the swordsman’s scion seems to be lost in thought. My Larsen brother is calm. Like I knew this from the beginning. Have you ever been here?”
“This is the first time.”
“It’s the first time, but it’s too calm. Be honest. You lied about your age, brother?”
“Can you stop calling me that brother? Aren’t I 170 years younger?”
Henker smiled broadly.
“Maybe there’s a much bigger age gap than that.”
“You say you’re older than 170?”
“What are you doing? Still, I look young.”
I didn’t respond to Henker’s nonsense anymore. As Henker said, after about 5 minutes, a 1-story building appeared with a shabby signboard reading ‘Charles’ Cookie Workshop’. The iron door was full of spider webs.
smart. smart smart smart. smart smart
There seemed to be a certain rhythm.
Henker knocked on the door and it opened.
kiik-
With a sound, an old man appeared. His physique was very small and thin. He hadn’t washed for a long time and his body was full of stench.
His shoulder-length hair was growing wild, and his chin was covered with a messy beard.
said the man.
“What is that cute figure? Did you come to be my doll?”
Henker stepped through the door. And it returned to its original form. I wanted to gather mana, but red hair. voluptuous body. It was the original appearance that was completely opposite to Sylvia. It was too natural to use magic to be just a drug lord.
Behind the gate was a yard that was completely unmaintained, and on one side of the yard was a simple table and a few chairs.
Henker sat in the chair.
“Don’t say anything terrible. Give up that bad taste. If you talk like that in front of children from prestigious families, your throat may fly off.”
“Scions of prestigious families?”
The man looked at Larsen’s group. Larsen had an ominous feeling. It was as if a snake had run through him.
‘It’s strong.’
Cassin seemed to feel the same way. Lydia even trembled all over her body. Lydia seemed to feel even more peculiar.
“Oh, sorry. They are descendants of prestigious families. By any chance, do their families know that they came here?”
“No, I came myself. I’m afraid I’ll harm you.”
“joy. I know that my life is precious.”
“If your life was worth it, you wouldn’t have done that in Lebadon?”
“Henker. shut up Before turning you into a doll.”
“Did I always tell you? Do it if you can. I am prepared to have my throat cut instead.”
Larsen could have guessed. Henker is giving ‘information’ right now. It seems like useless conversation, but it’s not useless.
‘What did you do in Levadon? and doll’
doll.
Lebadon.
What a terrible thing.
‘I think it has something to do with the Black Rose Albleca.’
Henker sat cross-legged and smoked a cigarette. Tobacco was similar to modern cigarettes and was not illegal. The owner of ‘Northern Great Basin’, a sacred place for drugs, burned ordinary tobacco, not drugs.
Charles frowned.
“When are you going to stop smoking cheap cigarettes? There are so many ecstatic and good things.”
“so? How many little kids have you killed with all that ecstasy and goodness?”
“Henker. I told him to shut up.”
“why? Are you ashamed of those things now? That’s probably not it. Is it a bit burdensome to be in front of children from prestigious families?”
“Is it a fight that suddenly appears? do you want to die?”
“why? Kill me and turn me into a doll? but. Am I too beautiful to let go? ah. Shouldn’t you have made Sylvia’s appearance? You prefer killing children.”
“Henker!!!”
Henker’s eyes narrowed. They are Larsen and Kashin, who have the Cheonan. I was able to confirm the strange momentum fight going back and forth between Henker and Charles.
‘It’s not a simple fight of momentum.’
Similar.
‘Living on the verge of killing each other.’
it’s a great life They are shooting lives at each other. At the slightest provocation, the two will move to kill each other.
‘Why do you do that? Why did you come all the way here?’
It was not clear. And Larsen was able to realize. What does Henker want? Why did he come here to quarrel with Charles? And why are you exposing Charles’ evil deeds?
Larsen nodded.
“That’s right.”
Henker didn’t bring his children from prestigious families here casually.
‘In the end, that’s how it should go.’
Henker’s every action spoke for itself. If you want to get an arrangement here, kill Charles, who has the castle of Limion.
And Charles is a villain enough to kill.
