A smiling face in the dark
Rivetran silently tipped the glass again, drank the remaining alcohol vigorously, and put the glass down.
The butler poured the drink into the glass again.
“Mother, he is said to belong to a wizard named Burgel, and he is looking for the family to which a servant named Bester belongs.”
Devan said softly. Sharp, cynical, and sometimes cheerful, unlike usual, his eyes looking at his mother were full of affection.
“Do you have any other proofs?”
At Rivetran’s words, Hyeon-jun took off the bag he was wearing under his cloak, took out a bag wrapped in clothes, and placed it on the table.
“There was nothing that could serve as evidence. He didn’t even open his mouth until the end.”
Rivetran reached for it without hesitation, but Devan grabbed her hand and began to undress herself. Rivetran sighed and shook his head.
Dvan looked carefully at the thing that was wrapped in a groan and showed it to Rivetran.
“How is it?”
“hmm.”
Rivetran carefully examined Burgel’s face, distorted by pain. The color of the hair, the shape of the ears, the overall shape of the face, and the color of the eyes, which can be seen with the eyelids cut out, were also looked at.
“Open your mouth and see.”
Devan opened Burgel’s mouth with his hand. The temporomandibular joint was stiff due to post-mortem stiffness, but the knight Devan easily opened his mouth.
Rivetran carefully examined the number of teeth and their condition.
“You’d better not cut your tongue next time.”
“All right.”
“I don’t think you are noble. Kshadgen, how is it?”
“yes. There doesn’t seem to be any family line that matches.”
“Please explain the circumstances.”
Hyunjoon calmly explained what had happened. Devan grinned when he heard the enemy’s formation and number. It was a power to kill the knight, and Hyun-jun killed it by himself.
“Ranchet Sanghoe.”
“It is a small business operating in the Lucan Territory.”
At the words of the butler, Kshadgen, Rivetran nodded.
“Jun, I will look for information while you are staying at the mansion.”
“It’s okay if you don’t.”
At those words, heavy momentum like a mountain erupted from Rivetran.
“I said I would welcome you as a guest in the name of Turaion. Do not take that lightly.”
“If you say so, I will be grateful to stay. but.”
Hyeonjun added with a smile as if he was a bit troubled.
“There is no record of entering Taxis… .”
I don’t know how he did it, but he broke through the guards of the soldiers guarding the city walls and sneaked into the city. At those words, Devan’s face wriggled. The soldiers of the House of Taxis they serve have shown negligence. It’s a shame.
“Okay. Do not worry and rest in peace.”
Rivetran said that and drank the full bottle of hard liquor at once like a drink. Then, she jumped up, patted Devan on the shoulder, and strode out of the room. The butler, Ksadgen, bowed politely, wrapped Burgel’s head, and followed her out of the room.
In the room where only silence lingered, Devan smiled and said to Hyeonjun.
“Jun, carry the name of Tureion on your back.”
“…….”
“Thuraion will support your back, and you will be able to enter His Excellency’s gates.”
He stabbed Hyeon-joon with sharp force like a spear and said with a cynical smile.
“Thuraion does not reject those who enter its bosom. I will use the influence I gained from the subjugation of Tantares to kill those who launched an ambush on you.”
Devan, who raised his glass and gleefully drank the remaining alcohol like his mother, made an impression on his throat as if it were burning with fire.
“Hmm, Your Excellency knows a lot about you too. Due to Scanden’s work, he caused great damage to the orthodox church and carried the temple on his back. He gained a strong political justification, and on top of that, he played a major role in the subjugation of Tantares. cause and skill. The aristocrats want you. The same goes for His Excellency.”
Hyeonjun also drank at once. No matter how much money the common people have, the highest quality alcohol is consumed like water, and there is already less than half left.
This time, Hyeon-jun lifted the bottle and poured it into Devan’s glass and poured it into his own glass as well. Both are full until they overflow.
“It is said that temples do not interfere with human affairs, but that is not so neatly drawn. Your value right now is as high as a family with a strong foundation. If you wish, you may be able to raise your family through a legitimate process.”
Devan discussed the value of Hyeon-jun honestly without hiding anything from nobles, families, politics, and nabbers. If the nobles of other families had heard him, they would have been shocked and cast contemptuous glances at Dvan. There is a degree to being sincere, and it is a vulgar and direct statement like a commoner.
However, Dvan, a real man, had no brakes or reverse gear. I didn’t even turn the steering wheel, I just hit it straight ahead. It showed how his family had lost influence and how they had not been ousted from Taxis.
“Don’t say it again. Carry Turaion on your back and fly up. The name of Thurrayon will give you a boost.”
“And the name of Thurrayon will fly.”
“hahahaha, yes.”
In the complicated situation of the southern kingdom, the value of Hyeon-jun is soaring to the point where it is unimaginable that he dared to be assigned to a single adventurer. Bringing such Hyeon-jun into the family, and even to the aristocratic faction of Turaion, would give him a powerful influence.
“To the orthodox, you are an object that must be killed. Your presence alone is a political loss for the orthodox in Scandinavia. There are temples, but you can’t use your hands on them. It’s my personal guess, but the ambush is probably the work of the orthodox. It would seem that he had damaged the orthodox faction in Scanden, and made contact by killing Tantares in the domain of the aristocratic family Taxis. In addition, Lucan is also an orthodox territory.”
“Does the orthodox know about killing Tantares?”
“hahahaha, you pretend to be naive. Didn’t you plant a trifle?”
Hyeonjun raised his glass, drank half of it without hesitation, and put the glass down.
Drinking this amount breaks through the immune system and makes you feel drunk.
“Even the aristocrats won’t be able to fully protect me.”
“Yes. There are orthodox eyes, and there are plenty of aristocratic families who don’t like you. Turaion’s name will protect you, but it can’t be perfect.”
Hyeonjun nodded his head at Devan’s nopaku-like words.
Dvan gulped down his drink like his mother, then set the glass down with a contorted face.
“Whoa… . I can’t possibly drink like that.”
Devan let out a sigh of regret and looked straight into Hyeonjun’s eyes.
“How is it? Are you going to carry Turaion’s name on your back?”
“I appreciate the offer, but I will decline it.”
“Sorry.”
Devan said calmly, but he sighed as he stroked his clean-shaven chin.
“The family that launched an ambush on you is related to the Ranchet Company.”
“yes.”
“I will find it soon.”
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“yes.”
“Are you going to kill the noble?”
“yes.”
Devan grinned at Hyeonjun’s calm reply.
“The murder of a nobleman by a commoner is the death penalty.”
“There is no evidence and no witnesses, so how can I punish you?”
“ha ha ha! You are very bold! But you better quit.”
“…….”
It is a sound that will annihilate a family without leaving any evidence, and it is a word with certainty that the Turrayon family, who know the whole story, will remain silent. But it’s too hasty a decision.
But there is nothing to think about.
“Are you going to join the innovators?”
“yes.”
The temple protects him, but not everywhere. I had thought about it before, but after seeing blood like this, I was able to make up my mind. Both the orthodox faction and the aristocratic faction are frantic to bite Hyeon-jun. If so, I’d rather leave myself to the innovators. And in the innovative faction, whatever means is needed to wipe out the orthodox faction and the aristocratic faction.
Of course, you can also run away to the Empire or Sahat. But what if the orthodox or the aristocrats win and claim the throne? Even if it ended with the victory of the aristocrats, it would be difficult to enter the Southern Kingdom. But what if the Orthodox win? You may have to live with the back of your head for the rest of your life. Or do you completely entrust yourself to the temple?
Of course, there are ways to survive. However, the anger and hatred that quietly boiled inside Hyeon-jun prevented him from backing down. The experience in the Red Forest Village fueled him even more. Even though I have the power, I’m going to be like that and step back?
There is already a point of contact with the innovators. It was Marquis Benting, who set up a mansion in Scanden, where the orthodox were infested, and snatched Hyeon-joon faster than anyone else and boldly enough to look ignorant, but missed it. Would he really let go of Hyeon-jun, who came into his hands? Even before Hyun-joon goes to the Venting Mansion, he will stretch out his hand wide to snatch it right away as soon as he enters under the influence of the innovative faction.
It was only now that Hyeon-jun realized how insane Marquis Benting had done in Scanden. It was a power game that made full use of the mighty power and influence he had as a Marquis, and it was a crazy act that could explode a bomb rather than a fire in the succession composition by confronting the orthodox faction head-on if it was twisted.
It was also a declaration of war saying that if you want a civil war, you can enter as much as you like.
“What if the ambush is the work of the innovative group?”
“Then I will surrender myself to the aristocrats.”
“ha ha ha! If the aristocrats do it, will you go to the orthodox faction?”
“In that case, I should go to the innovative group even more.”
“Ha ha ha ha ha!”
Devan laughed out loud without hiding it. He cheerfully passed over the words that he would turn back as an enemy. Hyeonjun also smiled and tilted his glass. This time, I enjoyed the scent through my nose and lingered in my mouth for a long time, savoring it slowly. I drank it up and down, but deep down I felt regret because I knew very well that it wasn’t something I could drink like that.
“I like you. Come to Turaion anytime. If you don’t point your sword directly at His Excellency, and if His Excellency doesn’t command you, Turaion will welcome you as a guest.”
“thank you. I will never forget this grace.”
“It is as Mother said. I promised to welcome you as a guest in the name of Turaion. Don’t think of it as grace. It’s Turaion’s way of treating guests.”
“thank you.”
Hyeonjun and Devan both raised their glasses and tilted them. When the alcohol ran out, Devan pulled the string. An attendant quietly entered and stood beside him.
“Guide Jun to the room. and… .”
Dvan got drunk and glanced at Hyeonjun with a slightly reddened face.
“Fix his arms. Please return the weapon he entrusted you with immediately after maintenance.”
Rather than washing or treating, it is truly unmanned to the bone marrow to be concerned and considerate of the condition of the weapon.
The attendant answered and guided Hyeon-jun into the room. Hyeon-jun followed him and carefully observed his well-trained body and restrained movements.
‘The attendant is also a great warrior.’
Since he was an attendant of a knight family, he would not be a noble. Even so, he moves like a well-trained warrior. Quite a few soldiers were told to go away.
As Hyeon-jun walked along with the attendant’s guidance, he somehow kept feeling uncomfortable. But I couldn’t pinpoint what it was.
“There is a bathroom inside. You can take off your clothes and armor and leave them here.”
The attendant who guided me through the room said so and immediately left the room.
It is markedly different from the treatment he received at the Benting family’s mansion. However, it is not that the Turaion family neglects him, it is because of the family customs of the Turaion family that are like the military.
There was no decoration on the furniture in the room, and only a neat atmosphere flowed. Everything was sensibly shaped, and the windows were small, even with shutters. It was only then that Hyeon-jun noticed that this mansion was not built with combat in mind, but was just a fortress disguised as a mansion.
The narrow and twisting stairs and corridors, small windows, and the structure of the first-floor lobby were also in a perfect shape to block the road in case the enemy entered the mansion and rain down arrows from the second floor. The railings are also high and tightly packed, so it’s good for cover. In addition, there was a subtle slope inside the mansion, which made him constantly feel uncomfortable when walking. Hyeon-jun pictured the scenery of the corridor and the size of the room in his head.
‘Ha, there must be a hidden space.’
Even if it’s a knight’s family, there’s a level. Hyunjoon smiled. I could understand what it meant to show the inside of a mansion, so I laughed at that belief.
Hyeonjun started taking off his armor and clothing. Then the dried blood that was caught between the armor and the clothes spilled out and soiled the floor. Hyunjoon looked at it with a bitter smile.
‘If anyone sees it, they’ll think they committed a massacre.’
Unfortunately, most of it is Hyun-jun’s own blood. So much blood was spilled that even with the power of physical strengthening and recovery, I couldn’t control my body. If the culprit was stabbed by a thorn, his thigh would have been hacked open and he would have lost blood shortly after.
Even a hipster would shake his head or roll his eyes with a big welcome. Hyeon-jun took off his shockingly fashion pants that showed only his bare thighs and entered the bathroom. The bathroom was also really Turei-on, so it was crude yet practical.
Hyeon-joon was bathed in hot water to wash off blood, sweat, dust and ash. The water that flowed through his body ran red-red, then became transparent. Hyunjoon watched it silently. And he stroked his face. The wound had already healed and there was no trace. The same goes for scratching a bone. Looking at her thighs, there was not a single scar left.
‘Can I call this a human?’
It is not cured by powers such as potions or holy power. What is the cold aura flowing through the body? Neither mana nor divine power. It is not even the power of Tahman. It was said to be energy, but it could be that the body itself has changed and is recovering on its own, just feeling that way.
‘…I’m not in a position to cover myself with cold or hot water.’
Hyeonjun laughed and even washed up. Even if his body deviates from that of a human, he is definitely a human. That’s enough. I’ll take it no matter how little my body changes. If only I could get high with it.
When Hyun-jun came out of the bathroom after washing, the armor and the clothes he was wearing were gone, and even the floor was tidy. Hyeon-joon put on the clothes lying on the bed. Now it doesn’t matter if it’s the right size. You know what.
Hyunjoon lay down on the bed and closed his eyes. After washing with hot water, wearing nice clothes and lying on a nice bed, the sharp nerves slowly subside. It’s also because of the attitude the Turaion family showed. Hyeon-jun felt that this place was definitely a safe place. Consciousness soon faded, and Hyeon-jun fell asleep with a comfortable mind.