There's a Sign
[Lucion?]
“Are you all right?”
Russell and Heint asked at the sa ti.
“… I’m all right. I just felt dizzy for a mont.”
Lucion replied, clenching his fist.
I should have known from the ti it was woven with red thread.
‘I can’t believe Carson knows Heint.’
Lucion tried to calm his fluctuating emotions.
‘Heint doesn’t know I’m a warlock.’
Heint didn’t an to, but he attacked Lucion and now has a debt to him.
The first eting wasn’t bad.
The reason why Heint and Lucion in the novel are connected is that Lucion is a fallen warlock.
‘Why am I involved with the main character when I’m not yet fallen?’
Lucion questioned this strange encounter.
However, the answer did not co out even if he agonized.
‘First of all, what’s currently at hand.’
First impression is good.
“My introduction was late. My na is Lucion Cronia.”
Lucion smiled as much as he could.
Russell must have been smiling properly as he frowned.
“… Were you Carson’s brother?”
Heint’s eyes got bigger.
Lucion didn’t care because he had seen quite a lot of reactions.
What can I do since I’m famous for being bad?
“Yes, nice to et you.”
Lucion was now desperately moving his face muscles to let Heint know that he was different from the rumors.
“I’m sorry.”
Heint suddenly apologized again.
“No, you don’t have to worry about it anymore because I’ll get better with a little rest.”
“No, I’ve heard a lot from Carson that you’re not feeling well. Even though he’s blunt, he’s worried about you a lot.”
At the unexpected remark, Lucion’s head tilted slightly to the right.
“Excuse for a mont.”
Heint approached the priests and talked to them.
The distance was too far to tell, but Lucion was relieved for a mont.
[Don’t be so nervous]
“It’s kind of like that.”
Lucion stroked Ratta.
All he had to do was wrinkle his nose as if he had no energy.
[If you don’t move the darkness, you won’t be caught. So lean back a little.]
Russell pointed his finger at the back of the chair.
Lucion, leaning on the backrest, breathed out a long breath.
Lucion turned his head towards the gate.
At least 10 minutes of the ti when the fallen warlock was set up.
In the anti, neither the road to the gate nor the roof collapsed.
It had been a long ti since the body of the warlock, which had been left unattended on the ground, had disappeared into powder.
The end of the fallen warlock was so miserable.
There were no signs of its existence.
Even a strand of hair.
‘I would never be like that.’
Lucion closed his eyes for a mont and then opened them.
* * *
The gate could hold hundreds of people at a ti.
With the words of the staff ‘operating’, for an instant, the front of Lucion’s eyes was wrapped in white light.
The people he could see through the carriage window were nowhere to be seen, and he felt as if he was alone in space.
Soon, Lucion felt a pleasant tickle all over his body, so Lucion raised the corners of his mouth without realizing it.
[You should breathe, Lucion.]
“…Gasp.”
He thought sothing was uncomfortable, but he didn’t know it was his breathing.
If it wasn’t for Russell, Lucion would have suffocated on the gate.
[There were so people who couldn’t breathe well because they were fascinated by the Gate’s good feeling. I didn’t know you’re one as well.]
Russell teased Lucion because he thought it was the right ti.
When Lucion breathed again, all the feelings that had surrounded him disappeared.
Like when he was on a plane, his ears were buzzing and he felt dizzy for a second.
—It’s fun! Ratta wants to ride it again!
Ratta smiled and wagged her tail as she had dropped.
“You’ll be fine.”
Carson opened his mouth.
Lucion answered after swallowing his saliva because of his deaf ears.
“I feel weird.”
“It’s only because it’s your first ti.”
“It’s pretty fun.”
At Lucion’s naive reply, Carson briefly smiled.
“If there is anything you want from him Heint, tell him. Since he is the son of the count, there are quite a few things that can be ripped off from him.”
“Did you know each other from the beginning?”
“A few years ago, we t at the Knighting ceremony.”
Carson said rather bluntly like he didn’t want to talk anymore.
“Then, brother, what should I ask of Heint-nim?”
It was Carson who knew Heint well.
Heint should have sothing good to have.
“He doesn’t need a ‘nim’.”
Carson’s hands clasped together and tightly..
“Anyway, ask for a sword. He’s from a family of knights, so he has good swords. You’ll need it soon, too.”
Carson’s words that he could definitely hold a sword couldn’t have been more pleasant.
Lucion grinned.
“Then will you act as the middleman?”
“How many do you want?”
“One good sword is enough.”
“I’ll get you two more.”
Just the fact that Heint and Carson’s relationship was a bad one, Carson drew a small smile.
* * *
“I don’t rember inviting you.”
Carson brazenly spoke to the uninvited guest at their villa.
‘Speak louder, brother!’
Lucion cheered Carson inside.
He and Carson ended up staying in a villa in the Central.
Heint ca to get Lucion’s attention in an atmosphere similar to that of being at ho.
‘Why the hell did you co here?’
Lucion couldn’t understand at all.
The novel begins when Heint, who ran away from ho, returns to Central.
《“I was cut off from the Knights Templar and looked around to see that two years had already passed. … Two years is a short ti, but I thought that my father would change. But I was the only one who changed.”》
Recalling the novel, Lucion exhaled from his nose.
‘About now is the ti for him to get cut off from the knights order and run away from ho to wander.’
Lucion looked at the red thread.
There was no reaction, just a connection.
“It’s not just that the word ‘good friends’ ca out of nowhere.”
Heint strode inside with a smile.
“Go away.”
Carson frowned and strengthened his voice.
“My strength is different from that of the other priests.”
“Why did you co all the way here?”
Heint looked around for a mont at Carson’s question and then whispered to Carson.
The sound was so low Lucion couldn’t hear it properly.
Lucion’s eyes automatically turned to Russell.
[Do you know what the Cronia Knights who ca late do?]
‘… Ah. When the knights gathered earlier, Shen was nowhere and the knights that were monitoring him, right?’
I couldn’t afford to pay attention to Shen with the advent of a fallen warlock.
Carson frowned and soon moved in with Heint.
[Yes, yes. As a ghost, I must listen.]
At Lucion’s gaze, Russell moved over the wall.
“Did you see them?”
Carson asked in disbelief.
“To be precise, I saw you alone.”
Heint lowered his voice slightly.
As Carson stared at him, Heint raised one corner of his mouth.
“Let stay until the banquet is over.”
“Was it a lie when you said you’ll attend the banquet?”
“I’m not lying. Just, I had so trouble at ho.”
Carson looked at him pitifully.
“You know, at ho, he wants to be a priest, right? But I beca a knight.”
“Did you get cut off again?”
“Oh, my father pressed the Knights again. The result was that I was cut off as I said earlier.”
Heint let out a long sigh.
“So I started a bit of a fuss.”
“Did you destroy the mansion?”
“Crazy! Why are you destroying a decent mansion?”
“Then what?”
“I stole my father’s favorite sword.”
Heint gently pulled the sword from his waist.
Looking at the pattern engraved on the blade, the wrinkles on Carson’s forehead deepened.
It was not a simple sword, but a sword given to the head of the Tria family.
“Crazy bastard.”
Recognizing Carson’s permission from long experience, Heint said in an excited voice.
“I was looking around the market, and I chased your knight who was wandering alone so I chased him because it was so weird.”
The basic principle was that the knights moved in pairs of two.
“He got on the wagon and t soone. I don’t know what kind of family it is because the wagon doesn’t have a pattern, but it slled.”
“Are you talking about a real sll?”
“Right, it was like a perfu that young kids usually use. Um, fresh and sweet? I don’t know exactly.”
“I’ll allow you to stay if you find out the exact scent.”
Carson left the room without looking back.
“Co on, hold on, Carson!”
Lucion grabbed his face at the sound of the door opening.
I heard both people talking through Russell.
‘Fresh sweet scent? Does Tella know what this sll is?’
Lucion looked at the clock.
I decided to et Tella today because I thought I would be distracted with the banquet to ask what was inside the tal box that Stra and Helon were trying to steal.
It’s almost ti to et her.
“Don’t pay attention to this guy, Lucion. Take a rest.”
Carson opened his mouth to Lucion, who was still standing near the front door.
“Yes. Brother and Heint-nim, please rest well.”
Heint, who was chasing Carson, stopped at Lucion’s words.
How can brothers be so different?
“Thank you, Lucion. I hope you have a good rest, too. Oh, and the commotion… I’m sorry about it.”
Heint was a little embarrassed and hurried up the stairs.
“Young master. You had a lot of trouble coming from a long way. Then we will show you your room.”
When the situation finally cald down, the butler who was managing the villa talked to Lucion.
It was his first ti seeing Lucion, so it was obvious that the butler was nervous.
“I have an appointnt, so I’ll be out for a while. My brother already knows, so I’ll get guidance later.”
Lucion wasn’t very tired because he didn’t co by himself, and he ca to the Central part comfortably through wagons and gates.
[Even so, I was going to tell you because I forgot.]
Russell smirked and gently elbowed Lucion.
[I rembered.]
“Noisy.”
Lucion opened the door and voiced his displeasure.
“May I ask who Tella is?”
Hu asked quietly.
Lucion lowered his voice and stopped.
Isn’t it just a formal relationship with Tella?
[Lucion’s one and only friend.]
At this mont, Russell answered instead of Lucion.
[Look for yourself. Oh, don’t be too surprised that Lucion has beco a completely different person.]
Russell giggled with his arms crossed.
* * *
“Long ti no see, my Lady.”
Lucion’s bright smile shook Hu’s pupils.
[Look, I said you’d be surprised, Hu.]
Russell raised his thumb at Lucion as if he couldn’t get enough of it.
Lucion kept his smiling face steady despite the disturbances around him.
“Long ti no see, young master. How have you been?”
Tella also smiled broadly.
“Yes, I’ve been well.”
“You’ve had a hard ti coming all the way here in Central. I asked you to et here because I thought the young master would like a quiet place, but if you’re uncomfortable, please let know.”
“No, I like it because it’s quiet.”
Lucion was serious.
It was perfect because I rented the whole store and that’s why there were no people inside.
“Thanks to the young master, I had the opportunity to run the bank I had previously managed again.”
Lucion suppressed his laughter when he found out that the lost opportunity that Tella had written in her letter was a restoration of managerial control.
The size of a spoon was quite bigger than he thought.
‘It was supposed to be pretty salty.’
Lucion was satisfied with the deal he made with Tella.
“Do you know what this ans, young master?”
“Isn’t it the restoration of managent?”
“It’s not just a restoration of managent. Thanks to you, I’ve got another chance to challenge myself for the position of Lord.”
“……!”
Lucion opened his mouth.
The positions of managent rights and household head were different.
It wasn’t just a spoon anymore.
“Thank you from the bottom of my heart, young master. I’ll do whatever I can to help.”
Tella smiled with gratitude.
Lucion finally understood Tella’s favor towards him.
He was like a line of salvation for her.
“Then can I get help from my Lady right now?”
Lucion did not miss the opportunity.
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