Episode 109 – What is Leon Crusiv doing now?
109. What is Leon Crusiv doing now?
Citizens come and go along the canalside promenade to enjoy the cool summer night.
Restaurants and cafes lined up along the promenade with the Lemel Canal in the background.
One of those restaurants.
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Cheren, a woman with light blue short hair, was standing with her back against the outer wall.
She quietly folded her arms and focused on the conversation being heard.
A few minutes passed like that.
Chuck.
Suddenly, Cheren put her hand on her sword. Someone gently grabbed her hand and blocked it.
“Sister. “It’s me, it’s me.”
After checking on her opponent, Cheren slowly removed her hand from her sword.
“······Hello.”
“Hmm. Long time no see.”
Hera licked her lips and smiled.
She glanced around the corner of the wall. A boy was seen having a conversation with a beautiful woman wearing a white dress.
“Ugh. “Is my brother playing with a girl again?”
A sigh escaped Hera’s mouth.
She spoke to Cheren.
“Sister, I will be there now, so go back.”
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Cheren did not answer right away. Slowly she looked around the corner, and then she looked at Hera again in silence.
“Hmm~? “Why don’t you like it?”
Hera tilted her head and her eyes became glossy.
Cheren stared at it with an indifferent expression for a while, then quickly shook her head.
“No. “Then I will ask you a favor.”
“Okay~. See you again later~.”
Hera smiled brightly and waved her hand.
Cheren added.
“And.”
“Huh?”
“I don’t think we are close enough to be like sister and brother.”
“He’s heartless.”
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Shut up!
The blade, engulfed in red starlight, sliced through her ghost’s throat.
Her small head fell to the floor.
Tuk, tuduk-.
The unexpected murder caused an uproar among the citizens inside the restaurant.
“Hmm~.”
Hera let out a nasal cry and lifted her ghost’s head.
Her words flowed from her head held in her hand.
“Hyeolcheongeom? “When did the system come?”
Hera’s bizarre smile deepened.
“Shut up. “What are you doing, flirting with my sister?”
Kwasik!
Her grip tightened and her head literally fell to pieces.
Her neck was cut and her head was crushed, but no fresh blood or brain fluid flowed from her place.
The headless body of the ghost sitting on the chair shimmered blackly. It took on the appearance of something melting, and the body soon turned into a doll made of straw.
It was the same with the smashed head. Hera waved her hand and a bundle of powdered straw came out.
Self-immolation. What came here was a doll created by Guiho using black magic.
Of course, Leon also noticed this from the moment he first saw her.
Hera’s dark red gaze turned to Leon.
“Did I interrupt a good time?”
Leon, who had blankly blinked at her, answered.
“No, good job.”
“hahahaha.”
Hera kicked the straw doll sitting on her chair. The doll was thrown off the terrace at incredible speed and fell into the Lemel Canal.
Hera sat in the seat where the ghost was.
“Little brother, little brother.”
She leaned her waist close to the front and pushed his face into hers.
“I missed you so, so, so much.”
“Uh…Me too.”
Leon answered hesitantly.
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The next day, the first floor hall of the Asonia family mansion.
“Sister, please get away.”
“I don’t like it~?”
Leon sighed heavily as he watched Hera keep clinging to her.
Hera suddenly appeared and followed him inside the Asonia family. Count Philtron readily accepted her despite her sudden visit.
“Little brother~ I’m bored~.”
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After that, he continued to hang around Leon and sing her songs out of boredom.
‘I really can’t stab this away.’
Leon, who was gritting his teeth, asked a question.
“Sister. “Have you captured all the blood donors?”
“Hmm…”
Hera let out a strangely weak snort.
“I caught about three demons… But after that, they hid so completely that I couldn’t see them. “I lost my excitement and came to see her brother.”
Demons refer to the executive level of the blood donation group. Since this is a blood donation group whose power is being wiped out in many ways, it seems they are completely holding their breath.
Or maybe only the best ones survived.
“Did you find out anything else?”
“They were friends who lived frugally.”
This means that there is no significant evidence left.
“Frugal… Speak clearly.”
Leon shot back.
“Hmm~ Hmm~.”
Hera ignored him lightly and she climbed onto his back.
Leon tried to lift her mana and at the same time carry her away, but failed.
“Huh?”
As Hera fumbled around Leon’s body, she asked:
“Your body has changed a bit? “How did you do it?”
“Have you never been to Yongsimgung Palace?”
“When did I go there?”
“Oh, I see.”
Perhaps because Hera did not attend El Prime Academy, she has not been to the Dragon Heart Palace.
“Hmm. “It seems like the dragon’s magical power is good.”
“Even though that can no longer be used.”
“Then wouldn’t she just catch that woman and kill her?”
“Who, Guiho?”
“Yes.”
“That’s right. If you catch him and find his heart, I will let you use the Dragon Heart Palace for a week.”
Perhaps because their personalities were similar, the two communicated strangely well.
It was a time when stories were in full bloom.
“Leon…?”
The voice from the side was full of embarrassment.
Hera and her Leon, who was carrying her on his back, turned his head. A girl with short purple hair was standing there, her body trembling.
“Well, who is he?”
Celia’s eyes shook as if there was an earthquake. Her hands were tightly clenched into fists.
“Oh, that’s-.”
Before Leon opened her mouth, Hera spoke one beat quickly.
“Baby.”
She put the side of her face towards Leon, pretending to be affectionate.
“Who is that woman?”
His tone of voice and facial expression changed completely. The subtle madness had completely disappeared, and it looked like an ordinary woman showing her charm to her lover.
When Leon saw her appearance change in an instant, he remembered the theory of Hera’s mask that Lehman had told him.
“H-what?!”
Celia shouted loudly. A high-pitched voice echoed throughout the wide hall.
“It’s you…? “Leon, isn’t it…?”
Her slightly parted lips trembled.
Leon found Hera’s unexpected prank absurd.
“No, what. No.”
Hera quickly covered the sound of Leon’s words.
“Honey…Is this really your ex-lover? “Wasn’t that the end of that woman last time?”
“Um, that girl from last time?”
Celia’s complexion became increasingly pale.
Hera’s voice contained a hint of laughter that could not be hidden, but Celia, who was panicking, did not notice it at all.
Hera hugged Leon and smiled at Celia.
“Hey, I’m sorry, but we’re mine now, right? “Would you mind leaving without making a fuss?”
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Celia’s eyes darkened. As her emotions changed, strong gusts of wind began to rage around her.
At that time.
“Master.”
Aria came down the central stairs with a cold expression.
“Oh, it’s still there?”
Hera tilted her head and whispered into Leon’s ear.
“Brother, I thought we changed women… Were we just seeing each other together? If this is already the case, then how much will it cost her to be a concubine later?”
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Leon’s bones were aching from the constant bullsh*t.
Arya gently bowed her head to Hera.
“See you again.”
Hera did not stop here and went one step further.
“Are you still next to us? I told you to stop falling. “You promised last time.”
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For Celia, her shock increased. She looked back at Aria in disbelief, her eyes wide.
“······.”
While Aria’s expressionless expression was maintained, her strong energy circulated around her, lowering the temperature.
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Hera, Celia, Aria. The three’s gazes exchanged in a triangle. The air in the hall became heavy.
“Good morning everyone…”
Liana, who was energetically coming down the central stairs, turned around when she saw her mood.
Leon, who was weighing his temples, organized it.
“Sister, stop talking bullsh*t and come down. Celia, this guy is joking, so shut up. Wow, I can’t open my eyes because of the wind. “Aria, did you sleep well?”
“Tsk.”
Even though Hera felt sorry, she got off his back. I did it because I thought Leon would be really angry if I added more here.
“Good night, master.”
“······A joke?”
Aria greeted and Celia’s expression relaxed.
Leon shook his head and said to her.
“Let’s go get something to eat.”
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The banquet commemorating the emperor’s birthday was getting closer.
As the days passed, carriages carrying nobles arrived one after another at the gate of the island.
It was the same for members of Crusif, Elingold, Hellbridge, Bastio, and the Four Grand Dukes.
Wooow-
The curtain at the outer gate of the island wavered.
Whoop…!
The first thing to jump out of the tent were four war horses snorting harshly.
Dark and shiny fur. Large body and muscular body. The horses showed off their wild nature and pulled the cart quickly.
Kurrr!
The cart that followed was also completely covered in pitch black material.
The wheels were heavy, as if they would trample everything, and the exterior gave a sleek and solid feel.
The driver with a sword on his back pulled the reins with a bright look in his eyes.
Finally, on the side of the cart was a red eagle symbol with its wings spread wide.
The carriage ran down the road with a violent spirit. The crowd around them was so overwhelmed by the intimidation that they walked away from the carriage’s path.
The inside of the carriage was dark with all the curtains drawn.
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A man is sitting with his legs crossed. He had close-cropped hair and blazing red eyes that were slit.
Clatter-
The lid of the hip flask was opened.
“So.”
Gulp.
He pushed the whiskey down his neck and muttered.
“What is Leon Crusiv doing now?”