Playing the Perfect Fox-Eyed Villain Chapter 163

Episode 163. Guesswork (2)

“Is there any reason why I shouldn’t be here?”

As soon as he faced me, Principal 'Eitel' began to sweat, but he soon cleared his throat and lightened the mood.

“Oh, no, I didn’t necessarily say that.”

The color of 'fear' seen above Aitel's head became even darker.

'There is something.'

I thought about that though.

It probably doesn't have much to do with me. And I don't really want to care.

“I see, I thought Lord Aitel hated me so much. Haha.”

I looked at Aitel with a short smile, and he smiled awkwardly as well.

Actually, I guess it's true that I hate it terribly.

Who would like a guy like this?

“Would I ever do that? An executioner who works tirelessly for the royal family… How could I hate Sir Yurian?”

No matter how I think about it, it seems like I'm just saying 'that bastard' indirectly, but so what?

Unless you're blatantly climbing over it, I don't see any reason for me to do anything big.

I have no desire to make a big deal out of it.

“Ha, haha! That’s right, Principal Aitel. What nobleman wouldn’t recognize the hard work of Sir Yurian?”

Perhaps sensing the sparks flying between me and Aitel, Vice Principal Alohm intervened and began to mediate, if not arbitrate, the tense atmosphere.

But, what Alomm just said seems like a remark that could easily be misunderstood.

“By the way, Sir Yurian. I have something to ask you.”

Aitel's gaze is directed at me, seemingly ignoring Alomm's words.

You have something to ask me?

Today, a guy who is seeing me for the first time wants to ask me something.

“I heard you’ve been hanging around the slums a lot lately. Do you happen to know anything about the internal situation there?”

As Aitel spoke, the color of 'fear' began to shake violently over the guy's head.

'What an easy-going guy.'

In some ways, he might be even more stupid than Vice Principal Arom.

No, Vice Principal Aloem isn't stupid.

He's just a gentleman who stays true to his position.

“Well, I just stopped by for work, so I don’t really have anything to add.”

“Huh, hmm…… Really?”

"yes."

“I heard that one of the most famous fairies in the system is being managed by a member of the slums without their knowledge.”

Ah, the Bloodthirsty Troupe's Truale.

It seems to be talking about her.

As Aitel spoke, he looked at me with half-open eyes.

I guess you'll want to see my reaction.

'Can you see it?'

Would this mind, armed with a cross-eyed look and a peculiar ego, even flinch at such words?

But we have to get along.

“Oh……! Is that so? Sir Aitel, you seem to be more knowledgeable in many areas than I thought!”

“New, more than you thought?”

The guy's half-open eyes narrowed even further as he grasped my words, wondering if he had even a shred of understanding.

What if I stare at it?

“Well, well! Sir Yulian, thank you for your hard work! Now that I think about it, the students you recommended will have their positions strengthened even more!”

Ugh.

Alomm, who had been standing between me and Aitel, opened his mouth and pointed in the opposite direction from Aitel.

To stop the conversation, okay? What good will this bickering do?

“The students you recommended earlier! I think Yulian’s case will be an added bonus for the upcoming additional scholarship review!”

“Oh, is that so?”

I wasn't really interested, but I didn't want to argue for no reason, so I pretended to listen to Alomm.

'The student escort thing is… … .'

I think this level of eye contact would be enough.

I left the place with Alom, confident that there would be no talk of 'Kaldrak'.

but.

'It hurts.'

Schwarz and Aitel are like that too.

He was casting a sharp gaze like an arrow towards my back.

***

A mess.

Aitel returned to the principal's office and threw the flower pot with all his might.

“Cheer up, you fu*king Prason bastard! You don’t even know your role, and you dare smear my face in front of the vice principal!?”

After spitting out a swear word and letting out a sigh of anger, Aitel turned his gaze to the objects on the desk.

A coiled snake pattern.

This is a pattern symbolizing the 'Yeomyeonghoe'.

“Somehow… if I push the Bloodthirsty Sect out, I’ll be able to join the Dawn Society like ‘that person’ said….”

The Dawn Society, a dark society of the empire with many secrets.

It is unknown what kind of person is inside.

However, Aitel also knows that whoever the members there are and whatever their purpose is, they have a lot of influence over the nobles.

If you join that sect, you will not only be able to increase your influence within the system as a noble, but you will also be able to form close relationships with other high-ranking nobles.

“Somehow, you look troubled.”

That was when.

Through the moonlight streaming in through the window, a woman with a faint murderous aura appeared.

Aitel was slightly surprised, but turned his gaze in that direction as if it were natural.

“Anna Louis, didn’t I tell you not to come to the Academy!?”

“We sensed trouble from afar. You know how much we care about you, Aitel, don’t you?”

“Kuk kuk.”

As Annarui smiled and spoke, Aitel felt a cold sweat run down his back.

One of the six fingers.

'Inspector', Anna Rui of the Evil Poison.

Aitel became extremely nervous at the snake-like atmosphere flowing through his body.

“It’s a message from ‘him.’”

“That, that person!?”

“Yes, dealing with the Bloodthirsty Clan is the top priority. He said he would use any means necessary, even using the ‘Six Fingers’.”

“You, you guys?”

Annarui smiled slightly and nodded at Aitel's question.

Six fingers.

Among the organizations that divide the slums into three parts, this is the worst organization, but the 'six fingers' that control them possess a force that cannot be ignored.

In particular, the person corresponding to 'Stop' was rumored to be a swordsman whose skills rivaled even those of 'Geomseong'.

“Well, then you can do whatever you want.”

At Annarui's words, Aitel smiled brightly.

'If six fingers come together… … .'

It's entirely possible.

***

[The Empire's Smiling Executioners go on an expedition to capture the Blind Warrior.]

[Do the royal hounds follow their targets to the ends of hell?]

[Students who returned safely with the guidance of Sir Yurian]

As expected, the newspapers of the noisy establishment did not write about my contact with 'Kaldrak'.

Well, you went through all that trouble.

If some useless rumors spread, wouldn't my efforts be in vain?

'I hope no one knows about this.'

That's good.

It's starting to get annoying to keep talking unnecessarily.

It would be nice if you could imagine and avoid things on your own like before.

But my hopes were shattered not long after.

“……Have you met with Kaldrak?”

There was one thing I had forgotten for a moment.

Odwin Baladir, the leader of the 'Closed Eyes', is said to be quite perceptive in this regard.

“……What do you mean?”

“I understand that the returning Bayer Academy students stopped by the North Pool Barrier for a field trip.”

Odwin's gaze shifted to the map hanging on the wall, then to the northern part of the island.

“And, my goodness. At the North Pool Wall is His Highness Kaldrak, the heir to the throne?”

Odwin said, "Oh my," in a dry tone and looked at me with a blunt expression.

'As expected… … . If you think about it a little, you'll understand.'

If I had known this would happen, should I have thought a little more deeply before reporting it?

“Fortunately, the public doesn’t seem to be focusing on that point, but I think those who should know have already noticed.”

“Then, it’s just a shame.”

“Sir Yurian, I don’t care which prince you support. But you know that ‘Closed Eyes’ must remain neutral, right?”

Her harsh words were truly right.

The organization that had military power comparable to that of a knightly order and only obeyed the orders of the imperial family was none other than the 'Closed Eyes'.

If you support one heir and the other prince becomes the emperor, the very existence of 'closed eyes' will disappear.

Those gathered here won't want that.

Especially Captain Odwin.

“That’s right. I know that very well. That’s why I don’t support any prince. Our ‘closed eyes’ are an ‘exclusive’ organization to the royal family.”

But since I couldn't come up with any other excuses, I decided to shamelessly deny it.

“But why are you heading towards the North Pool barrier?”

“To chase down the criminal, Lord Zahat.”

“That……. um.”

Odwin cannot delve further into this point.

It is true that Zahat was captured and brought to the system.

“You went all the way to the North Pool Wall to capture Zahat, who wasn’t even a serious criminal?”

“That’s a strange statement. There is no such thing as a crime of any severity. You either commit a crime or you don’t.”

“…….”

Rather, since I am being so shameless, it seems Odwin has nothing to say.

But I decided to drive a wedge in, because digging further could get tiresome.

“If you are still unsure, you can do this.”

“……What?”

“It’s something that can be done by firing me from my ‘closed eyes’ position.”

At the mention of dismissal, Odwin's previously calm eyes grew wide.

“What, what did you say?”

“I mean it literally.”

If I were to step down from my position as 'closed eyes', it would not be a good thing for me either.

The reason why 'Yurien' could act so arrogantly.

And the trust that 'Yurien' receives from the 'Dawn Society' comes from belonging to 'Closed Eyes'.

If I really do come out with 'Closed Eyes', 'Tennellon' will be very resentful of this.

So why did I bring this up? It's simple.

'Because I can't do it.'

Odwin can't drive out 'Yurian'.

Although it was an exclusive royal family organization, in reality, 'Closed Eyes' could be seen as an organization that carried out Yurian's orders.

"ha……."

Finally, a sigh escaped Odwin's lips as he decided to stop asking questions.

“If Sir Yurian were to quit, I would be in trouble. It would be more trouble than supporting Desperate Kaldrak.”

Sneak.

Odwin's gaze turns to me.

“But, I have to ask you one last time. Have you never met Kaldrak?”

He answers her question with a smile.

“Yes, of course.”

… … That's nonsense.

I met a lot of people.

I did a sword dance in front of him a few times and stuff like that.

***

After putting an end to Captain Odwin's doubts, I began to prepare myself mentally.

Because from now on, after leaving the system, I plan to meet the person I'm most worried about.

'Pintel… … .'

Originally, this character would have died a long time ago and never appeared.

It's so ironic that a guy like that is running things like a runaway train.

'Since there's no particular commotion, it's clear that nothing serious has happened.'

But it's so quiet, so I think it would be better to meet up and talk.

I thought so and told Pelkor.

When you get back to the system, I'd like to talk to Pintel, so tell me a good time.

'It doesn't have to be today.'

But this was the answer.

“Did you call, Sir Yurian?”

The guy came running at a brisk pace.

As soon as I got off the carriage, I saw Pintel kneeling.

'It seems like it's gotten worse…?'

It was absurd, but I thought there might be someone who could see it first, so I said let's get on the carriage and talk.

"All right!"

Thump──!

As the carriage door closed, Pintel let out a sigh of relief, his mind finally beginning to calm down.

“I’m glad you came back safely. I was worried because it seemed like your journey was going to be long.”

“Yes, I was also having a hard time because the period was getting longer.”

“If anything, we were planning on sending troops from this side. Of course…… it is only natural to protect the body of the next Patriarch.”

“Ahem.”

I coughed at Pintel's words.

Who is the Patriarch of the Dawn Society? Who!

“Did something happen while I was away?”

I got straight to the point.

Pintel thought for a moment, then opened his mouth.

“Bishop Colparan is moving around, recruiting other monsignors. For now, it seems clear that Bishop Genin is cooperating with us.”

“Is that so?”

“Yes, but…….”

Pintel trails off. Something seems to be wrong.

“Tell me.”

“Already, there are strange rumors going around inside. They say that those who want to replace the Patriarch will rise up.”

Huh? Isn't that a huge deal?

“Fortunately, it doesn’t seem to have reached the Patriarch’s ears yet.”

The moment I heard that, I almost laughed because it was so absurd.

'Tenelon, you have no luck.'

In fact, he is a nobleman who would not have been able to reach this position if there had not been a holy relic called 'Mashinseong'.

I thought he had his own charisma, but now that I think about it, I think that was also a composure that came from being a ‘holy relic.’

“Does anyone have any idea who is spreading that rumor?”

Actually, I found it funny to ask this question.

Given this guy's personality, if there was someone he could guess, he would have taken care of it long ago.

The most likely probability is that he was beaten up and locked up like before…

"yes."

what?

“Are you saying that there is?”

“Yes, sir, Sir Yulian.”

Once, a smile appeared on Pintel's lips as he nodded.

“What Lord Yurian told me before he left. Thanks to that, I was able to find out who was spreading useless rumors!”

Clenching his fists, Pintel looked triumphant.

… … What did I tell you?