“You still don’t know who it is?”
Kang!
The golden goblet couldn’t even get close to the wall and fell at the man’s feet.
Shahahahad’s aide looked at Shahahahad, who was so weak that he couldn’t even throw a cup to the wall and was out of breath, then approached and handed him a towel.
“No, we have a list! But why can’t I find it!”
“There were 31 men in total that night. None of them wore wine-scented perfume. There weren’t many people wearing perfume in the first place, and most of the people were gathered on the terrace due to the fireworks display in the second half… … .”
Shahahahad, who grabbed the handed towel and pushed away the aide’s hand as if shaking it off, glared at him with burning eyes.
“You just have to find the guy who wasn’t there then!”
“Everyone is fascinated by it, and there are so many people, even if you ask about it, no one remembers it.”
“sh*t.”
Shahahahad wiped the nape of his sweaty neck with the towel he received and grinded his molars.
He said that no one of the guards who had taken him felt the sense of being alive.
So the moment Shahahahad himself was in danger, no one knew.
That made me even more angry. Even in the final moments, this rotten body cannot defend itself.
“… good. aside from that What else did I say?”
“I have secretly brought a shaman and a priest of mirrors.”
After randomly throwing the towel that wiped off the cold sweat, Shahahahad brushed his red-blond hair.
“… There must have been no mistake?”
“I brought it without anyone knowing, so even they won’t know whose order it came from.”
Shahahahad sighed.
As the unlucky guy said, if he really has a seal on his body, it means that it was done inside the imperial family.
If you’re a person who dares to play pranks on the body of the imperial family, and you’ve never been caught yet, it’s dangerous just to figure out the existence of the seal and act like this.
‘Actually, it’s obvious that he was just trying to wield me.’
There’s only one possibility, it’s embarrassing to just leave it like that. After muttering that that was the reason, Shahahahad rubbed his face roughly with the palm of his hand, recalling the memory of that time.
By the time I was moderately drunk and feeling good, my body was paralyzed with fear that poured out for no reason, as if I had become a frog in front of a snake.
Are you an assassin? The moment I thought that, the only thing that came out of that overwhelming fear was that I was a really stupid assassin who was aiming for myself, and at the same time… … .
‘Hatred towards my weak self.’
The only traits he was born with were weakness and a sensitive personality. Perhaps because the royal family is tied to the imperial family, even the rumors about the money haven’t risen.
By the way, was this weakness of his own trait a lie?
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“You are so foolish. To think that he didn’t even know that his talent was tied to a chain until now… … .”
The man who approached him after his body stiffened.
I couldn’t see his face because I couldn’t turn my head, but he smelled strongly of wine.
‘He’s about the same size as me or slightly bigger. And the voice is low-pitched.’
And that arrogance that I could feel on my skin.
That attitude of not daring to lose at all against the imperial family and treating the other person only below me.
‘Absolutely not a lower aristocrat.’
“If you put all of Shahahahad’s words together… well. Among them, the one with the highest status is Adelian, the spirit child of the Kruger family.”
“Ha, is that crazy? It can’t be that idiot, so exclude it.”
Shahahahad already knew about Adelian thanks to his lousy traits and eccentricities similar to his own.
A scum more irredeemable than yourself.
All he had was his family’s money, an idiot who couldn’t figure out the subject.
So Adelian can’t be the man of the day.
“It would rather make more sense that a noble from a foreign country had sneaked in.”
Yes, I think that would be more appropriate. If you put together what is known, that Adelian has the most useless talent and character in this empire.
‘A child with no talent, no effort, no guts.’
Shahahahad’s red-gold eyes cooled coldly.
“Let’s meet the shaman and the priest. I feel like I have to check the awkwardness to clear my mind.”
“yes.”
Under the aide’s help, Shahahahad slowly stood up.
If sealed talent. If that’s really what it is for me.
‘Even the devil will sell his soul.’
Shahahahad gritted his teeth and muttered slowly.
* * *
“Huh, whooping.”
After taking a shower, Verbut put on a gown and rolled around on the bed, humming. A girl in an academy uniform brought a towel and opened her mouth.
“You’re in a good mood, Mr. Verbut.”
“You should have seen that face too.”
Verbüte, who was rubbing her wet hair on the bed, was pulled by the girl’s hand and felt the pat on her head, hugging her knees and resting her chin on her chin.
“Cuckoo.”
The moment when that face, which had been united with the arrogance of a guy who had nothing, was very faintly released into a different emotion.
Verbutt smiled, twisting the corner of his mouth, thinking of Adelian.
“You obviously fell for me.”
“I knew it. Because there is no one who can escape Verbut-sama.”
As the girl noticed and agreed, Verbut let out a sweet voice.
“That’s right, except for Guardia.”
Because it’s like an accident.
Verbut’s few failures. The moment Guardia came to mind, he narrowed his brows and smiled again.
“Instead, I will hold Gadia’s brother in my hands. What a fun revenge do you know If I hold my sister and shake her, will Guardia obey me?”
It didn’t seem like that kind of friendship, but it’s okay if it’s not.
How great would it be if you could scratch the ice flower on that lofty cliff?
“I have to pay the price for daring to refuse the arms of the Holy Spirit.”
It would have been nice if it had just collapsed nicely. When everyone criticizes and swears, I wish I could collapse to the bottom and hold onto myself and rely on Verbut.
So, everyone would have been happy if she had come into the arms of the church, became her collection, and continued to be the mother of the strong.
“I’m already looking forward to how much I’ll regret it when that day comes.”
To do that, I’m playing with Adelian.
“There will be many women who cling to that money and face, so approaching it like an inevitability disguised as a coincidence would work well, right?”
Where will we meet next? Shall we bump into each other on the street? Or should we hold hands trying to grab the same item at the store we frequent?
“What do you think would be better?”
So that Verbüth himself is precious and precious to Adelian, so that he can become a partner he can dedicate everything to.
Until then, I will pretend to be a good person and hang out with you.
“It’s fun, really.”
“What about next? To give the incompetent a single source of pride.”
Verbute giggled as if the whispered breath tickled him.
* * *
“Are you all itchy? They called me a savage southern countryman.”
“Certainly, there have been very few parties where the arena was openly open, so that’s understandable.”
Heir to the Southern Admiral. Arman smiled as he looked down at the circular arena.
The duel, which had just begun, hadn’t yet had an Auror user appear, so the two ordinary people were exchanging fists with each other.
“It’s pretty serious since you put a prize on it every time you win.”
“The prizes are enjoyed by the contestants and the brought nobles by betting on who will win, so it’s a good thing for both of us.”
“Win one time! Did I bet on you?”
“I have to walk twice! He is my slave, do you know how strong he is?”
The idiots in the capital are enjoying themselves very much in an arena held by a southern countryhead who is wild and savage and can’t tell the difference between the salty smell of the sea and the smell of blood.
Arman looked around at an angle and opened his mouth, thinking of someone he hadn’t seen yet.
“So he?”
“Adelian is coming over there.”
Arman swept his silver hair and turned his head.
Golden hair shining like gold and blue eyes that seemed to have arrogance stuck together.
And the woman who follows behind him has dark red hair and ruby-like eyes. He was much taller than an average man, had a slim yet solid body, and had a strong and beautiful appearance.
“I told you to bring an escort, but did you bring your lover?”
Arman muttered, but Adelian, who approached without hesitation, held out his hand.
“It’s a fun party. Do you like it.”
“is it? I thought he might like it. It would have been more fun if I had brought a good escort and participated in the match.”
Arman shook Adelian’s hand with his strong hand.
‘A hand that has never done anything properly.’
There are calluses, but they are poor. If you do one weapon or work consistently, calluses will form in line with it, but this hand is different.
It was something that could only be figured out with a handshake. How unfaithful Adelian is.
A hand that has not trained in swordsmanship, bow, or spearmanship.
Armand’s eyes scanned Adelian’s body.
and an untrained body.
‘As expected, is it just like the rumor?’
Probably, the smooth face that women see is smiling.
“What are you talking about? I brought you to participate.”
Adelian pointed with his thumb at the woman standing behind him.
Although he is clearly wearing a martial uniform and seems taller and stronger than most men… … .
“You don’t know that Auras are prohibited, right?”
“You know. Rachel, wait here.”
It is common knowledge that women are weaker than men.
Those who deal with Aura or Mana are not limited by gender.
But today’s arena can’t use auras, so it’s a basic bare-handed duel.
No matter how much you are from the Mutu family, if you are of Adelian level, you will definitely have many escorts, but why did you bring a female escort?
‘It’s garbage.’
Do you have to hold hands with a child like this? No matter how great the siren is… … .
Arman touched his forehead for a moment feeling a headache, but Adelian’s escort caught his eye as he looked around as if he had never been to a place like this.
A slightly flushed face, trembling hands. He must have been frightened.
From the sidelines, it seems that Adelian left her escort named Rachel here and went to pick up the champagne lying nearby.
Arman looked at the arena and looked at Rachel, who was breathing fast, with a little pity.
“… Lady. You don’t have to participate.”
I’m sure you’re scared No matter how strong they are, the feeling is different between using your strength to protect someone and simply directing violence toward someone.
That crazy Adelian might have brought this woman named Rachel to tame.
If I don’t do what I want, I might have blown a mean whisper that I’ll throw it into that arena where I can’t use my aura and beat it up again and again.
‘Because the weak in front of me is more important than the huge interests.’
Because of this personality, I let my father down many times.
insignificant thing.
“Lady. Don’t worry, I’ll help you this way… … .”
Arman stretched out his hand to the trembling Rachel, and the beautiful face grinned.
“too.”
“Don’t be too afraid.”
“So excited!”
huh?
Arman opened his eyes wide for a moment and looked at Rachel as she ran into the arena with her red hair flying.
“Ha ha ha! won! next!”
“I am next!”
“uh?”
Arman didn’t even get a number and ran straight into the arena, watching Rachel clenching her fists.
“hahahaha! What is this b*tch?”
“hahahaha! What is this f*cking meal?”
Rachel’s clenched fist pierced the chin of a man taller than her. The man’s body staggered and he struck Rachel with a fist the size of Rachel’s head.
An exhilarating dog fight in which each other is hit alternately.
“what. It’s already started without my permission. It doesn’t matter.”
Adelian approached Arman, who had been watching the scene blankly for a while, sipping a drink.
“that… That Lady… … .”
“My escort. Bring me one by one.”
“You didn’t forcefully bring it?”
“If I hadn’t brought you, you would have grabbed me by the collar?”
Arman stared at the arena with his mouth wide open, not even knowing that Adelian was laughing as he wrapped his arms around his shoulder.
“Keep it off!”
“hahahaha, kyahahahahaha!”
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After wiping the flowing nosebleed with the back of her hand, Rachel had already laid the man down and was putting both fists in a mounting position.
“Oh, I’ll go in after I bet… … .”
Next to Arman, who had hardened, Adelian sighed and drank all the remaining alcohol.