Count’s Youngest Son is a Warlock

Chapter 48: Hold on (3)

Lucion paused for a moment.

There might have been a situation where the notebook could not be burned.

“Where is the notebook? I’ll pick it up.”

But he couldn’t leave it alone.

Since it was a notebook containing Russell’s knowledge, he had to burn it first before it landed in other people’s hands.

It was very unpleasant that a person who didn’t have the same teacher would get the notebook and learn the same magic as him.

[It’s going to be hard for you to go now.]

“Is it because of the injury?”

[No. The place I was at is a bit barren]

Russell pointed underground.

[I liked dark places so I lived in a basement.]

“What do you mean a basement?”

[There is no better place than that because it is not exposed to light, it is cool, and above all, I could experiment as I liked.]

Russell raised his lips in a longing manner.

[The place I was at is under the rock that exists between the Holy Nevast, the Tesla Empire, and the Myronist Kingdom. It’s so famous for its barrenness that it was perfect because no one came.]

‘…Wait a minute.’

As soon as Lucion heard the place, he remembered the warlock, who was Heint’s colleague.

《 “My hometown is a rocky area. I was reborn there.”》

‘It’s funny. The rocky area is a hometown?’

The rocky area was uninhabited because of its barrenness.

When he was Lee Haram, it didn’t matter whether the warlock’s hometown was a rocky area or a sea.

But now it was different.

Knowing what the rocky area was like, he knew that it couldn’t be a hometown.

‘Crazy…’

Lucion finally understood the meaning.

‘Did the warlock accidentally fall to the place where Teacher was staying and pick up the notebook while passing by the rocky area?’

How do you get there by chance?

It was then that he realized how the warlock could turn darkness into an aura.

[It’s a bit uncomfortable, but no one knows if you leave it alone.]

“No, it’s not.”

Lucion shook his head immediately.

He didn’t know exactly when the warlock would fall to the place where the notebook was, but he had to burn it himself.

‘If he already has a notebook…’

Lucion’s grip was strained.

‘We’ll have to deal with it.’

The guy was a warlock who killed another warlock.

He killed a warlock who was not corrupted, and even though he learned how to return a fallen warlock to their original state, he killed them for no reason.

If such a guy had learned the same magic as himself, of course, he had to touch it first.

“I’ll burn it. Wouldn’t it be possible for someone to discover Teacher’s notebook by coincidence?“

[…Well, if you say that, there’s nothing in the world that doesn’t happen. Like how you used my magic.]

Russell eventually turned the subject back to square one.

“Then please tell me. So that there is no reaction like now.”

[Let’s take it step by step. In about 4 days?]

“My body and darkness are separate. What’s the point of staying still?”

Now that he realized what he was lacking, he was going to lay down quietly and turn the darkness around.

Apart from not being able to move, the training had to continue.

* * *

Two days later.

“…Yes, Father.”

Carson was in touch with Novio using a contact item in his hand.

<I checked the information you sent me. It would’ve been a disaster if it exploded.>

“There’s something I couldn’t tell you because the situation was urgent. The information I gave to Father was not the information I found out..”

Two days ago, the data the butler received from a little boy contained a lot of information.

It was enough information to shake the Cronia, which had a history as long as the Empire.

<Did you just say it wasn’t the information you got?>

At Novio’s startled voice, Carson said heavily.

“Yes, it’s not me.”

<Did you check who it was?>

“I checked, but I didn’t find out anything other than the fact that the gender was a woman. I’m sorry.”

<No, don’t say that, it’s not something you should be sorry about. However……>

Novio murmured his words.

<She seems to be doing us a favor, but we can’t let our guard down unless we know the purpose.>

“Yeah, I’m very concerned about that, too. Wasn’t the last two incidents also related to some woman?”

Carson referred to the incident involving Viscount Horaon’s eldest son, Shen, and Devia.

<Maybe she’s the same person as you say. Or maybe it’s an insider. You never know when she’ll approach again, so look around more.>

“Yes, Father. I’ll take a closer look.”

<Lucion.>

Novio let out a long sigh without saying a word.

<Lucion, is he okay?>

Novio’s voice was still filled with anger.

“Yes, he’s fine.”

Carson, on the other hand, tried to say that it was too strange for Lucion to be quiet, but he held back.

<Don’t say anything to Lucion. I’m sure his head is already in a mess.>

“I know. In a few days at the Great Light Temple…”

Carson paused for a moment.

<What’s wrong?>

“No. It seems Heint has arrived.”

At the name Heint, Novio pulled out a sigh.

When he thought of Heint, who had the power of light, he wanted to get him out of the villa right away, but Lucion wanted to be friends with him.

“Yeah, I can’t go. Carson, congratulate Lucion for me.>

“Even so, Lucion was very pleased with his father’s words. Really.”

<Is that so?>

Novio sounded bitter.

<I wish you’d said that earlier, sooner.>

“I regret it too… I do.”

Carson cut off contact and looked toward the door.

Heint’s steps were directed to Lucion’s room, not his.

‘You’ve been to the Imperial Palace, why are you going to Lucion?’

* * *

Lucion was very uncomfortable.

Just like Hume went to get his own food, he went out and went to the inn to get information and then turned around.

Every time, Ratta was so happy to greet Hume.

Yesterday, Lucion stayed in the room all day, so he continued to train with Ratta to maintain the darkness.

‘It’s uncomfortable.’

It was late spring, so he could see the petals that had already fallen on the ground.

[You ate lunch so well, why are you being like this?]

When Lucion suddenly sighed deeply, Russell was very concerned.

“Instead, there is no news.”

[The Great Light Temple is quite far. Just wait a little longer.]

“If it was before I was blessed, I would have waited for news even if it took a week. However, currently, the Great Light Temple has no choice but to keep an eye on me. That’s right…”

There was no news.

The gap was strange, and Lucion felt uncomfortable and uneasy.

“It’s not that the Imperial family and the Great Light Temple held hands, right?”

No way.

Lucion smiled slightly at the thought.

The Great Light Temple, which had been so arrogant, bowed their head to the Imperial family.

‘No way. This is so important for the Great Light Temple.’

Lucion was in succession at the Great Light Temple. He thought of the bombing event and the corrupted priest.

“Teacher.”

[Right.]

“The Imperial family and the Great Light Temple can’t possibly have joined hands with this incident, right?”

—Why can’t they hold hands?

Ratta asked, tilting her head.

“Then I’ll be too famous.”

[…Hm.]

Russell laughed like a dog.

―Ratta likes Lucion being famous!

Ratta said, wiggling her toes.

―Hume read a fairy tale yesterday, and Ratta heard that being nice makes you very famous

Ratta knows Lucion did a good job, so he’ll be very famous.

“That’s the problem.”

[It’s what you wanted. Nobody suspects you as a warlock.]

“The incident has become too big.”

Lucion wanted something at the level he could handle, not something he wanted to be involved in, whether it was the Great Light Temple or the Imperial family.

[Of course, it has. But there’s nothing more perfect than this to get you out of the warlock’s perception.]

Lucion frowned again.

It was hard to refute because that was right.

Then, the drooping red thread moved.

It seemed that Heint had returned.

‘He said he was going to the Imperial Palace.’

Lucion bit his lips.

Heint’s appearance seemed to throb his broken arm.

[Now you care about your body…]

Russell stopped talking and looked at the door.

[Heint is coming?]

“Are you talking to me?”

Lucion pointed to himself.

[Yes.]

With Russell’s answer, Ratta jumped under the bed.

―It’s Heint! Heint!

Loud footsteps coming from outside were quickly heard followed by a knock on the door.

“Lucion? Are you in there?”

When he heard Heint’s voice, Lucion parted his lips with a really unpleasant expression.

“…Come in.”

The door opened and he saw Heint in a knight’s uniform.

[Lucion, do something about your expression. You clearly don’t like it.]

Lucion, who used to be natural even though he wasn’t told to control his expression, looked at Heint with a straight face.

“Shall I call a doctor right now?”

But Heint was looking at Lucion’s arm, which had been fixed with a bandage, and asked anxiously.

“No, I just took a painkiller and it hasn’t worked yet.”

When Lucion tried to get out of his seat, Heint stopped him.

“No, no. You don’t have to get up.”

“By the way, aren’t you supposed to be with the Imperial family now, Brother? Can you come here like this?”

Lucion, who had no intention of getting up anyway, asked sitting down.

“Wait a minute.”

Heint apologized to Lucion, then opened the door and went out again.

Russell, who followed him and confirmed what it was, was twitching the corners of his mouth which were shut tightly.

―Why? What is it? Ratta wants to see it, too!

After checking Russell’s expression, Ratta couldn’t resist her curiosity, wagged her tail, and poked her head out of the door.

―It’s a sword! There are so many swords in the box!

‘It’s a sword?’

Lucion had seen Carson openly asking Heint for a good sword.

Heint picked two of his swords and held them out to Lucion.

One was a white sword, and the other was a black sword.

“I won’t be able to pay you back with just swords, but I hope you get this first.”

[The swords in that box are definitely good, but this is the best of all. It’s a pity to just describe it as ‘this’.]

Russell looked at the sword and admired it.

[It’s unusual to hear the sound when the sword shakes slightly. One is made of that hard black stone, and the other seems to have been made by mixing bone fragments. Let’s see…]

Lucion’s eyes widened at the words Russell was saying one after another as soon as he saw the sword.

‘How do you know that?’

[I don’t know what bone this is? Anyway, the knight family isn’t the knight family for nothing. I can’t believe you have a sword like this. If I buy this with money, I don’t know how much it will cost.]

While Lucion was surprised, Heint moved his lips awkwardly.

“You shouldn’t be so surprised. It’s a level you can get if you want in Cronia.”

Heint took a breath and looked at Lucion with grateful eyes.

“Lucion, thanks to you, my father finally recognizes me. I came in a hurry because I thought I should tell you this news.”

“What…?”

Lucion’s eyes were lost by the sudden noise.

Something was weird.

“It’s all thanks to you, Lucion.”

“No, I didn’t do anything.”

Lucion spoke desperately.

The red thread, which had been tight at best, stretched weakly.