Playing the Perfect Fox-Eyed Villain Chapter 100

Episode 100. Are you being cocky these days?

Squeak──!

The resonance train arrived at the station amidst all kinds of noise and announcements.

As the door opened, a familiar sight came into Linne's sight, and at the same time, a large crowd began to gather around Yulsis.

“Your Majesty, I am very glad that you returned home safely.”

The first person to speak to Linne was a face she knew well.

Seden Orbian, the Imperial Secretary.

“Yeah, thanks to the great escorts, nothing happened, huh?”

Yulsis smiled as she teased Se-den, who was looking at her with worried eyes.

In addition to the chief secretary, there were many nobles and people who appeared to be in charge of newspapers around him.

The reporters are… … , for reporting?

To confirm that he went to the enemy country, the Holy Land, and returned safely?

'If it's other royal lineage and nobles, it can be confirmed in this way.'

As expected, the royal family officials would have been upset, saying that it would undermine the royal family's authority.

Linne shrugs, sensing that the prince is more popular than she expected.

It's none of your business.

“It’s as if an endangered species that left the zoo has returned.”

Looking at the people around him who were worried about Yulsis, Yurian let out a sharp criticism.

“……You speak too frankly.”

“Isn’t this also a way to express loyalty?”

After saying that, Yurian leisurely headed towards the crowd where Yulsis was.

A cross-eyed man with a sly smile.

He seemed to be saying something to them in a soft tone, but the crowd gathered around him flinched and trembled.

‘… … What on earth did you say?’

Surely, he must have told a grim story that didn't match his smiling face.

Linne, who was clicking her tongue at the sight of Yurian like that, suddenly thought back to the events she had experienced in the Holy Land.

'At that time, Yurian's aura that I saw in the basement of the arena was different from usual.'

At the last moment, a black aura burst out from within, tearing apart the body of the triangle demon.

It had an ominous atmosphere, similar to a shadow, and was far from the 'moonlight' that Yurian had been pursuing.

'You're running an aura with two functions all by yourself?'

That's impossible.

'maybe…….'

But it wasn't easy to be certain.

Because it was Yurian, an inspection that used an operating method that was far from the general concept.

furthermore.

'He told me to find my own way.'

Unlike his teacher Haydn Reich, he did not give a 'popular' concept to the auror.

The modern 'Aura Operation' is an accumulation of numerous common and minority stars.

'If you practice according to its teachings, you will become a standardized inspector.'

Linnaeus also knows.

However, Yulian denied it and told her to find her own way.

'That's something my teacher would never say.'

It's like abandoning the easy path and walking on a path full of thorns. If you're not careful, it's an action that can lead you astray.

But after seeing the fight in the arena, his words began to make some sense.

The aura of Yurian that she saw from the underground was far from the normal aura she had known until then.

They say that watching the battles of inspectors who have reached a certain level opens your eyes, and observing that made her feel like she could go one step further.

That kind of pride was short-lived.

'but…….'

She focused on the 'Black Auror' again, and as she was gathering her thoughts, she turned her gaze to Yurian.

'I feel like I've seen it before.'

A deserted dawn.

When the frosty moon rises, there is always a 'shadow' beneath it.

The 'shadow' that has been causing a stir in the system recently.

'The Black Knight.'

Yurian's 'Black Auror' somehow felt similar to it.

'ah.'

A thought that seemed like a delusion of grandeur flashed through my mind.

'The Black Knight is Yurian?'

The 'Laughing Executioner' and the 'People's Hero' are the same person?

What if he, who is cold-blooded and enjoys killing, finds out about her intentions?

– 'How can you compare me with such an impious person? I am Yurian Krapait Prasson.'

It's vivid to see her spouting out self-respecting words while criticizing her.

Linne shook her head.

'Still. Even though they're similar, they're too similar.'

She was lost in thought for a moment.

Foot. He let out a sneer.

'no way.'

***

It couldn't help but be quite funny.

As soon as I arrived in the islands, I couldn't believe how much I had been missing my mansion.

I even thought, 'Home is the best.'

It's not even my money.

“At this rate, I think I’m really going to start seeing myself as a glass-eyed person.”

That tendency has already begun to take hold.

Doesn't formal speech, which felt awkward at first, now feel natural?

“Are you back, Yurian?”

“Yes, could you please move these to the garden?”

“It seems to be an orchid brought from the Holy Land. I understand.”

The mansion's butler was already accustomed to Yurian's whims and orchids, so he was not flustered by my words and walked straight ahead.

A journey that is neither long nor short.

It wouldn't have been strange if I had been knocked out, but my body felt possessed and headed towards the mansion's training grounds.

“It’s been a while since I’ve been here.”

I threw my coat on, closed my eyes, and savored the cool sensation I had felt in the basement once more.

A combination of Sombra and Moonlight Sword, Lunar Eclipse.

As he thought of the sword that had pierced Idel's body, which was harder than steel, and brought him peace, his mana blood began to boil.

'The body is reacting.'

This body, with its screws loose, felt human warmth only when it handled the sword.

It feels warm only when I hold the sword in my hand.

I'm not crazy.

While he was being so dumbfounded, the aura in his entire body's mana blood was concentrated on the sword.

Woof.

‘… … Weaker than before.’

I tried to relive the feeling at that time by adding Sombra to the 'Moonlight Sword', but I felt that the color was lighter than what I saw underground.

The output is definitely weaker than when Idle was struck.

I know the general reason.

'It must be because the open eyes aren't expressed.'

However, unlike before, the ‘invisible’ became more ‘clear’.

For example.

“Huh.”

As I put away Sombra and swing only the 'Moonlight Sword', gentle ripples fly towards the wooden man in the center of the training ground.

An aura that is not as sharp as a dagger, but has its own speed.

The so-called 'black energy' left a small scratch when it touched the wooden man's body.

“……Phew.”

Since this is a world where magic is common, it is easy to find the ability to release mana in this way.

Even if it's a wizard, the problem is that the inspectors have to reach a fairly high level to release mana.

'Aura' uses mana, but it works differently from magic.

The user's colored 'aura' tends to lose its power and disperse the farther it gets from the subject.

One, if you reach a certain 'state' like now, it makes even that possible.

'One stroke of a pen.'

It is named as such because it looks as if you are writing refreshingly using 'Aura'.

Originally, it was an ability that the main character, Geomseong, should have obtained, but somehow I ended up obtaining it.

Perhaps, it is a byproduct of the 'new swordsmanship' trait that was previously acquired.

'It's not yet at the level where it can shoot sharp sword energy, but it still has potential.'

At this age, I'm still excited about potential. I guess I'm just a helpless person.

I wish there was a place where I could put it to good use.

I felt regretful that this ability was only confirmed by something like 'a wooden man'.

“Miss Yurian, I have placed the flower pots as you said.”

As I was standing blankly in the training ground, the butler approached me and spoke to me again.

“But, you came straight home without stopping by the palace?”

"yes."

“Is that so……?”

It's a slightly suspicious look. No, I think I know what you're trying to say.

In the past, if it was 'Yurien' who was blinded by honor, he would have gone around the imperial palace and made a fuss to make this incident widely known.

After all, he had safely completed the escort of the prince heading to the potential enemy nation of Shinsung.

but.

'There are things I need to do now other than publicizing my achievements.'

I put my sword back in its scabbard and started walking, thinking about going to 'that place'.

Stop.

At that moment, 'Yurien' stops him.

'what?'

As my feet instinctively headed towards the bedroom, only then did I understand.

'I wonder who the hell is obsessive-compulsive disorder?'

He was dressed in the same clothes he had when he returned from the Holy Land, and he was even swinging a sword.

You probably don't want to wear clothes that are covered in dust.

***

A grey island with heavy rain.

Lazrot frowned at the unusually heavy rain and ran down the rainy road.

As the musty smell of raincoats tickled my nose, a large carriage appeared before my eyes.

Lazrot ran to it and knocked on the door.

“Come in.”

When a stern voice was heard from inside, Lazrot naturally opened the door and climbed into it.

“Did you bring what I mentioned?”

It was Aiden who was already on board the carriage.

He showed an attitude that seemed to be contemptuous towards someone with an overbearing attitude and did not even look at Lazrot who came in.

Lazrot, who was familiar with the sight, simply nodded and handed over what he had prepared.

“These are copies of the reports that came up from the rooftop.”

“Tsk.”

Even though I brought it in a raincoat to avoid getting wet, the documents were dirty from the water drops that fell from it.

Aiden clicked his tongue once and accepted the documents Lazrot handed him, then began to look through them one by one.

As his gaze moved from top to bottom of the papers, his face hardened.

“The research on the soul stone is progressing steadily. Irene, that dirty half-bitch.”

Aiden mutters to himself venomously.

It is a well-known fact to all those involved in Imperial magic that he is a renowned pure-blooded man.

“The problem is that the blood is cloudy and the head is clear.”

“Still…, since we are members of the same family, isn’t it not a big problem from the family’s perspective?”

Lazrot added a word.

Lazrot, who was born an orphan in the slums, had been suspicious of the nobles' insistence on 'pure blood'.

From what he had experienced so far, the 'dirty half-bloods' as they called them were better than the 'pure-bloods' and were showing results.

A representative example is Irene, who studies the soul stone, and Yurian, who doesn't.

As he unconsciously let out his usual thoughts, he could tell from the cold, cooling atmosphere that it was his mistake.

“You’re starting to have your own opinion.”

“Tsk, sorry for the useless talk, Bishop Aiden.”

“No, it’s okay. If there’s something wrong, just fix it.”

Aiden spoke in a gentle tone, not the cold tone he usually used to hear.

puck.

At the same time, with a dull thud, Lazrot's chin began to feel hot.

Lazrot lowered his gaze, enduring the pain that was rising late.

There, the magic wand that Aiden had been carrying around was standing there, showing off its presence.

“How are you? Are you feeling better?”

“Ugh, ugh…….”

Thud. Thud!

This time he raised his staff and struck Lazrot's head and back.

Thud, thud.

A few more times.

Every time Aiden's staff struck his body, a small, suppressed moan escaped.

“The legitimacy of magic. Why would someone who doesn’t even know that question it?”

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry……”

“It seems like you haven’t come to your senses yet.”

Just as I was about to continue swinging my staff despite Lazrot's groaning words.

Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee──!

Aiden stopped his staff at the sudden scream of words.

“What's going on?”

“Oh, someone jumped out in front of you.”

The coachman's tone of voice, as he stood outside in the rain, was clearly bewildered.

Aiden, who had been glaring at Lazrot, opened the door slightly and checked outside.

To see who dares stop the nobleman's carriage in this bad weather.

There was a man standing there with an umbrella.

Somehow, the chilling feeling was unfamiliar, but it wasn't the first time I had experienced it either.

Based on that experience, Aiden guessed the name of the man with the umbrella.

“……Lord Yurian?”

At the mention of the name of one who should not appear here, the air became tense and Lazrot, who had been groaning in pain, flinched.

“You have done something useless, Sir Aiden.”

Aiden flinched at the soft, yet murderous voice, but tried his best not to show it and showed a welcoming expression as he approached him with his umbrella.

“When did you get back home? I thought it would take quite some time.”

“I just did it.”

“Really? I’m so glad you returned home safely.”

“Do you really think that’s a good thing?”

Aiden hesitated for a moment at the tone of voice that seemed to be looking down on him, but acted calmly.

“Of course. Aren’t we serving in the same royal family and members of the same religious order, sharing the same goals?”

“While you were talking about such things, did you bring a demon onto the train carrying His Highness the Crown Prince?”

"hmm."

Aiden paused for a moment at Yurian's straightforward attitude, but soon regained his composure.

“From my perspective, there was nothing I could do. Don’t you know that the Third Prince is not pleased with the Fourth Prince’s actions?”

Aiden, a diehard purist, found it unpleasant to have this conversation with a 'half-blood'.

“It’s a thing of the past now. And if you really wanted to overturn the train, you wouldn’t have come back unharmed, would you?”

Thanks to that, I said something that might have crossed the line, but Aiden didn't care.

“How about we pretend it never happened? I too am angry at Sir Yurian’s dogmatism, and my research on the ‘horn’ is being delayed.”

'Because of that, I am just standing by and watching the 'half-baked' achieve the family's wish.'

… … Aiden tried to add, but he swallowed his words because he knew that the Yurian in front of him was also ‘half’.

“So, forget the past and start anew…….”

Bam──!

“Ugh, ugh…….”

A sharp sword, like a flash of lightning, plunged into Aiden's shoulder.