Playing the Perfect Fox-Eyed Villain Chapter 76

Episode 76. Pruning (3)

“Thank you for your cooperation, Sir Pintel. That’s all for now.”

With a brief greeting, Yulian left the audience room, taking with him the anonymous guest member he had brought with him.

A still silence fell, and Pintel, as if driven out of the room by the unbearable atmosphere, found himself leaving.

'I became a monster.'

Pintel, who was taking steps, just thought about the situation.

As a noble of the Adratan Empire, he remembered most of the steps Yurian had taken so far.

A body that is half, but with noble blood flowing through it.

A stupid piece of trash who failed to prove the usefulness of his blood and became a dog of the empire as an 'executioner'.

… … It must have been like that.

‘Where did that old atmosphere go… … .’

When Yurian called him here, Pintel had not heard anything.

But the moment he stood up, his intuition whispered fiercely.

That with just one word of his own he could strangle that abominable Gerard.

'From that day on, even though we never spoke a word, Yurian understood what I was thinking.'

Of course, if it had been the previous 'Yurien', it would have been unpleasant.

– 'To completely exploit the current situation to have Gerard stripped of his position.'

He said that the only one who could understand his feelings was the one who had fallen so shamefully to become the royal dog.

But now it was different.

'That guy, no, Sir Yurian… … .'

Pintel now thought that the thoughts he was having might be blasphemous.

However, the turbid current flowing in my mind began to break down my hardened thoughts.

And then, a decision was made.

'Befitting the Arch Bishop of the Dawn Society.'

With that thought, Pintel continued walking.

***

“Where is the Black Knight?”

As we left the audience room and walked down the hallway, Meyer opened his mouth.

Her voice was blunt, as if trying to show her discontent, but she was still terrified.

The color of 'fear' seen above is proof of this.

“What are you going to do with it?”

Yeah, what should I do?

Even if it's right in front of you, you won't believe it.

“I will say thank you. Because you made room for me to avenge my brother Baran.”

“Then I will pass it on.”

"……no."

I can't understand why you don't like it.

“I want to talk to you myself. And I have something to ask you.”

“What is that?”

“Why should I tell you that?”

Because I am the person you are looking for so desperately right now.

“Please use the communication port. Didn’t you get it from him?”

“……I told you not to do it first, the Black Knight said to drive the nail in.”

It's so annoying.

Still, it was a little admirable that he kept his promises, even though his speech was rough.

“Tell him that I want to meet him. If he won’t, then let the royal family know what you’re doing right now… Whew!”

I took off Meyer's mask as she continued speaking, revealing her emerald eyes.

“Know the topic.”

When he spoke more sharply than usual, Meyer flinched.

For a moment, her eyes became sharp.

“Topic? I have your weak point now! If you’re not stupid, you should know what will happen to you if this leaks to the royal family… Ugh.”

I covered Meyer's mouth with my hand.

Hey, you crazy bitch! Be quiet!

“I appreciate your concern, but are you okay? Why do you think you came to me for help?”

As I said that, I looked at Meyer intently.

A personality that cannot repay a favor without strong pride.

So, thanks to the favor I received from the 'Black Knight', I won't tell anyone what happened today.

“……Ugh.”

Meyer groaned as if he had been stabbed somewhere.

Huh? Why are you suddenly like that?

“Yeah… I know that even if someone from the slums like me says that, it’s useless.”

With a fierce look of 'fear' above her head, she pushed my hand away and took a step back.

“A country girl like me could disappear without a trace and no one would care. Is that what you’re trying to say?”

……no.

I said that out of genuine concern.

However, I had already vaguely noticed it through a lot of experience.

'Appearance is important.'

I'm used to it now, but even when I ask how you're doing, the meaning changes when this sinister, cross-eyed person asks.

“I won’t say anything, just like you said. But that’s not because I’m scared of you, damn you!”

Meyer opened his mouth, trembling.

Judging from your attitude, I don't think so.

“Well, I’m keeping my mouth shut because of my connection with the Black Knight. Unlike you, he’s… trustworthy!”

While listening to the story, I burst out laughing.

“What, what’s so funny!?”

My empty laughter must have sounded like a mockery, as Myer blushed and raised his voice.

It can't help but be funny.

Right now, I'm trying to act as 'Yuri-rian' as much as possible and avoid killing as much as possible.

Of course, that alone won't erase the notoriety this evil spirit has built up.

Even so, isn't it absurd to trust a masked villain more?

“It’s funny how people would trust someone who wears a mask and hides his identity. It’s a completely Anna-like thought.”

“I’m much better than you!”

“In what way?”

Meyer flinched at my words, thought about something, and then opened his mouth.

“First of all, it’s cool.”

I was slightly taken aback by the sudden remark.

“……What’s cool about it when you’ve never seen the face behind the mask?”

“I know without even seeing your face. Unlike someone like you, you won’t have those sinister, cross-eyed looks!”

I feel a bit unfamiliar.

“And, there is something you can trust even if you don’t know the identity.”

Is that so? Well, I guess so.

“I don’t know why I’m working with someone as inscrutable as you… but still! You’re different!”

“Is that so?”

"okay!"

A tone of speech that conveys strong confidence.

Her attitude is so funny… … .

'I'm the black knight?'

… … The words rose to the tip of my tongue.

I decided to avoid doing something stupid like that.

***

When I returned to the mansion, I went into the bathroom and washed myself.

When I first entered Tenelon's secret room, I was sweating profusely and felt uncomfortable, but looking back now, I think I was only nervous at first and became calm as time passed.

“Mr. Yurian, what would you like to eat?”

As I was drying myself in the bathroom, a maid came up to me and asked me politely.

“Please prepare.”

As time has passed, I feel quite hungry.

After speaking to the attendant, I dried myself and headed to the restaurant.

The amuse bouche, an appetizer, was bread topped with grated mushrooms and cheese, followed by a bite-sized shrimp and herb dish.

‘… I told you to cut down on the food before meals.’

I told the chef before.

Before the main course came out, there was so much food.

It must have been a rule made by 'Yurien' who liked to spend money extravagantly, but I didn't particularly like it, so I told him to reduce the number.

'The chef must have been quite angry.'

'Yurien', who has a capricious personality, has been nagging the chef several times, and it seems that the current rules are not easily changed because of that.

– 'Are you perhaps testing me?'

I've heard that kind of monologue before.

“It’s veal aged in beeswax for seven months.”

A chef brought food, pulling a cart.

Add a brief description of what kind of meat it is and how it is prepared.

“Because the veal lacks meaty flavor, we added a special marinade to enhance its flavor, just to suit your taste, Yurian.”

“Is that so?”

"yes."

Although I am not a person who enjoys fine dining, I found the chef's nervous explanation intriguing.

I've thought about this for a long time, but food is ultimately energy.

I think calories are a good indicator of the quality of food.

“Then let’s try it.”

After picking up the fork and knife, he cut the meat and put it in his mouth.

As the chef said, there wasn't much meat flavor, but the aroma of herbs and butter lingered fiercely on the tip of my tongue.

A harmony of rough marinade and tender veal.

Well, it's quite attractive, isn't it?

“Does it suit your taste?”

“……Good.”

A color began to appear on the chef's face.

“Are there any more?”

Looking at the chef, I pointed at the plate with my finger. As if he realized that I liked it, the smile on the chef's face grew even more prominent.

“Yes, of course!”

“Then, about ten bowls of the same thing.”

Because of its enormous physical capabilities, it is a body that requires a lot of calories.

Even after learning 'Sombra', I feel like I've become more sensitive to hunger.

“Yes, yes……!?”

“I’m so hungry. I think I need to eat a little more.”

The chef's eyes waver as he cannot make up his mind.

After a while, as if he had made up his mind, he nodded.

“I will try to prepare somehow.”

“Oh, if it’s too hard, something else is fine too.”

“No! Please let me do it!”

It's a tone of voice that somehow conveys determination.

Did you take this as some kind of test?

I tried to stop him just in case, but the chef left the restaurant in a hurry.

‘… … If it gets hard, you’ll know to quit.’

I moved the fork again.

As the feeling of fullness gradually increased in my empty stomach, distracting thoughts began to fill my head.

Gerard, who was sorted out faster than the original story.

How will we deal with the aftershock that will come because of this?

'You came now?'

What can we do by adding the word 'original' to a story whose order is already messed up?

'Yes, me mastering Sombra, and the fact that Black Knight took on the role of Black Knight were all unexpected.'

Now that things have come to this, it has become important to prepare well for what lies ahead.

“Your Majesty Yurian! I’m sorry to interrupt your meal, but… we have a guest!”

As I was trying to calm my mind, I came back to my senses at the sound of the servant's urgent voice.

I stared at the servant for a long time.

Although his expression was clearly fearful, he seemed determined to speak even while I was eating.

Judging from the urgency, he must be an important guest.

“Who are you?”

“Oh, it’s Lord Oben Craiph.”

Oven, Oven… … .

As I was chewing on the name, I stopped moving my fork.

The name of the head of the Cryphat family.

at the same time….

"father……?"

I, no, am 'Yurien's' father.

“Oh, I will take you inside.”

Whether my monologue was taken positively or not, the servant bowed his head in greeting and hurriedly ran to the entrance.

'Why in my mansion?'

It was strange, after all.

Wasn't 'Yurien' a child born to the Cryphat family?

Why did the head of the household come to me in person?

After thinking about it carefully, the reason came to mind.

– 'If the Lord comes in person, I think he will be able to make time despite his busy schedule.'

Did the words I said back then become seeds?

Surely you didn't think I would actually come to see you!

I stopped eating in embarrassment, and when I heard footsteps approaching, I put down my fork and got up from my seat.

What's important now is not this veal!

This situation has never happened before, not even in the game.

The Kraphite family head came to see 'Yurien'.

You have to deal with it well.

A single word from him can change the story of 'Yurien'.

Even if the opponent is the head of the Cryphat family and has free rein over the collateral branches, it's fine as long as you get over it.

“Your Majesty, Lord Oben has arrived.”

So treat others like you would treat anyone else.

No, since I'm leaving, it would be okay to bow your head a little.

Even though he has the label of 'Prason', he is still a member of the Cryphat family.

“Were you eating? It’s been a while, Yurian.”

A man with a neat appearance entered the restaurant.

He looks a bit like 'Yurien', but apart from the crossed eyes, he somehow resembles her. At first glance, he is clearly her father, Oben.

He held out his hand, looking somewhat cheerful.

“Yes, it’s been a while, my lord.”

Next is… … a handshake, right?

I quietly reached out and took his hand.

I'm doing well.

While I was secretly feeling relieved that the reaction was not as bad as I expected.

“Why didn’t you attend the family meeting? If you had come, I would have personally…… Ughh …

… … There was something I overlooked.

'Yurien' hates the Kraphite family head, his father, 'Oven', like crazy.

'Yurien's' body really tried with all its might to deny 'Oven', and it was as if it was going to break his hand.

He was even trying to use Auror… I stopped him.

I'm sorry, Oben.

It's really not my will.