As Crimson Jude.
The master of the (Hugo Enterprises).
As soone born in a rchant family, he was a bright person ever since he was young and there were little things that made him even more special in his family.
He was the youngest child of the family, the only boy that had three elder sisters, and soone that possessed a great aptitude for magic.
His Mana sensitivity was so good that the academic professionals even considered that he had the talent to beco a high ranking mage, and, he even had affinity for Light and fire elents, a rare duel elent talent with an even rare elental affinity for light elent.
He had a bright future in the field of magic, but… he had no interest in magic, or anything that would excite any child in their young age.
'He was a dumb bastard that loved money more than anything else.'
He liked the coins, to be precise. He liked various kinds of coins, the various types of currencies, and money that people use in various parts of the world.
'I rember the first ti we t…'
I had never heard about a boy that collected coins from various places and even paid more money than what those coins were worth just to get his hands on so rare kinds of coins that people couldn't find nowadays.
'He was a strange one.'
Our teacher, the person that taught both of us about the economy, about money, and about the world that we live in called him (Coin boy).
'He still called him that even after we grew up and his obsession with the coins turned into an obsession with different kinds of riches.'
The watch he wore was one of a kind, the cane that he took everywhere with him was a one of a kind piece, and even the clothes he wore were sothing that he had made specifically by a master tailor.
'He spent more than he earned over a few of the things that he had… that dumb bastard.'
But he liked doing that.
And, I had never hated him for that.
'He was as much of a genius as he was a dumb bastard.'
His mind that he was gifted with, his ability to make absurdly precise calculations that would have helped him as a mage, was a treasure that any rchent in this whole world might wish to exchange for their souls.
'Among the rchants like us… he was called (The Seer).'
He could see the market flows, predict things that others might not even see, and he had this absurd moral compass that made him one of the most talented yet genuine people in this entire empire.
'Though, since he liked not having any kind of attention on himself, he was not famous.'
Not many people knew about him or him per se.
Even the managent in his own companioues, his own businesses did not know that he was their boss.
There were few people in this city and in this woelr that knew him as the (Seer).
And these people knew just how precious he was… but, for , he was more precious than that.
'He was a friend.'
We had been together for more than a decade now. And, we had been children at one point.
'That… bastard,'
I rember the day my first business failed and to not get the punishnt from the teacher, he offered half of his money to just so I don't get punished.
I rember how that bastard tried countless tis and I had to get punishnts that I never deserved.
'I rember how he taught maths.'
mories passed through my mind, I see 'us' from those old mories in front of my eyes, and… this was no good.
"Here."
Sarah was giving napkins to wipe my tears as it was the only thing she could do at the mont, but it was helpful.
'He liked n.'
That strange bastard was pretty good looking, and he had all the things that any man in this city would want to possess, but instead of liking any won, any pretty girl that had proposed to him, he went after n like him… n that also liked Special n like him.
'Bastard…'
When we were young, on a rainy night where the two of us were almost freezing to death in a distant corner of a forest, I even proposed to him once.
But that bastard told he had no interest in girls.
'I never understood him… did I?'
He was amazing.
He was also a sonnovabutch, but he was a fun company.
'As, Vienna, Mini, and Little Lim… the five of us were a headache to our teacher.'
A kind of headache that he tolerated for years and years without a single complaint.
I still don't understand how he tolerated us all those years, but… he did. And thanks to him, we got to be with one another for all those years.
'As…'
Death wasn't sothing I was unfamiliar with so I was handling myself pretty well, but, this was still painful.
"Huuuuu…"
Tears weren't coming out anymore.
My heart was still aching, but it wasn't racing.
There was a void in the place where the mories of a sweet pretty boy played…
"Alright."
I got up.
"Tell everything else."
And channeled all the positive and negative emotions I had into the thing that mattered the most right now… avenging the death of my good unstright friend.
***
She looked straight in the eyes of the holess person that was now tied to a chair in the middle of the room with a candle burning in her hands.
"You know what will happen to you if you don't speak and I don't think you have any reason not to, so… speak."
She poured the burning wax from the special magical candle right on the head, burning the dark grey hair of the old man.
"Aughhhh! I… I alredy said will tell you everything! Why are you doing this!?"
The amount of wax that was pouring out of the candle was abnormally high and there was no visible fla present, and still the area that this was touched in the processes was burned down to sothing less than ashes.
"This is your punishnt… you should not have done this even if it was a coincidence, even if you did not know what you were doing.
You should not have stolen his belongings."
The pain from the heat was not as much as what one might have felt from a normal kind of candle and wax coming from it, but this much was alredy severe as it was.
There was little in this world that liked being tortured with candles like that, but then again, that little wasn't actually that small of a number.
But that right there was anger in her eyes.
Reviews
All reviews (0)