Playing the Perfect Fox-Eyed Villain Chapter 192

Episode 192. I won't be friends with you. (1)

"hmm."

I let out a short sigh and looked at Herand's face once before turning my gaze to the broken bonsai.

'Maybe it was a little hasty.'

They didn't even teach me how to properly manage it, but just handed it over to me as if to tell me to try raising it.

In fact, the difficulty level of 'bonsai' varies greatly depending on the type being grown.

The one handed over to Herand was relatively easy because he had strong regenerative powers.

However, because of its 'regenerative power', it is not easy to maintain the desired style, but it is easy to manage.

'That's based on people who've done it once or twice.'

A person trying it for the first time won't know what to do.

'Shall I tell you a little?'

Given Herand's personality, he probably wouldn't have asked anyone for advice on how to manage it.

Having made up my mind, I approached Herand with a smile.

“Brother Herand.”

“Yeah, yeah…….”

As we walked slowly, Herand made a troubled expression.

Not caring about that, I reached out and gestured for the scissors Herand was holding.

“Why, why are you doing that!?”

Herand looked back and forth between the sharp edge of the scissors and himself. At the same time, a 'purple' haze rippled intensely above his head.

'Why is it the color of fear? It's just 'scissors'.'

I didn't know you'd be this scared just because I asked for scissors.

'No, don't just tremble, give me the scissors!'

I felt aggrieved and wanted to scream loudly, but I tried to remain calm and continued speaking.

“I’ll teach you how to take care of the eggplant, Brother Herand.”

“Go, go!?”

This time, Herand looked back and forth between the bonsai and the scissors.

“Ah……. That, that’s right.”

Fortunately, Herand understood what I meant and only then did he hand me the scissors.

His hands were still trembling and his eyes were filled with fear.

“…….”

What the hell do you think I am!! I don't kill people recklessly!

Oh man, I'm sick, I should die.

I slowly approached the broken bonsai tree and examined each branch one by one.

'There are a lot of rough edges.'

I think I'll have to cut everything off first and then shape it during the next pruning.

After fixing the scissors, start cutting.

“Brother Herand.”

Snip! Shudder.

The cut branches fell with a thud.

“I have a favor to ask.”

Snip! Shudder.

The more you cut, the more you get.

“The Knights Templar were entrusted with a friend’s sword. I’d like to find it, don’t you know?”

Snip! Shudder.

There was a sense of breathlessness behind him.

“I’m saying that I’m not on good terms with the Knights either.”

It is said that Zahat's staff has now been passed on to a certain knight order through the secretariat of the Black Palace.

Maybe it was the Knights of the Brand?

This is the knight group that previously did 'Finger Breaking' together.

'I don't know what happened between you and the captain there.'

As a 'Knight', it is inevitable that conflicts will arise when I, with my 'closed eyes', go.

“So, I would like Brother Herand to come with me.”

To prevent unnecessary conflicts.

Still, if you are a descendant of the Cryphat family, you will have some power.

'Okay.'

After pruning away the dead branches, Herand's bonsai became a little more presentable.

As I was smiling with satisfaction at the sight, Herand's voice and actions caught my eye.

“Ah, I see… I’ll do that.”

The voice is somehow filled with fear.

But why are you touching my neck?

***

The Cryphat family has had close ties to the Knights Templar for generations.

That is because, along with the now extinct 'Febrans Family', it was a family that was synonymous with 'knights'.

Maybe that's why I think I understand to some extent why Orn is so obsessed with his grandson, Joshua.

“Uh, um… Yurian, aren’t you hot?”

This is because all of Oben's children, including the third son, Herand, who is seen right before his eyes, were far from being 'swordsman'.

In particular, the eldest son is said to be a devout priest who gave up his family line for his faith.

“Thank you for your concern, Brother Herand.”

"ha ha ha……!"

I gave a reasonable answer to Herand's question about his well-being and observed his complexion.

Herand sweats strangely.

Ever since he finished tending to the bonsai earlier, you could almost say his complexion had become gloomy.

“By the way, you’re with an unexpected person, Yurian.”

Herand, wiping off the sweat, looked at the face of Zahat, who was riding in the carriage with me.

“Aren’t you the hero of the North who recently received the Order of the Golden Ten Swords?”

Unlike when he talked to me, when Herand talked to Zahat, I felt very comfortable.

“Yes, Sir Herand.”

“I wanted to meet you once, so it’s nice to meet you. I spoke to Yurian too, but I thought the medal went to the person who deserved it.”

At Herand's words, Zahat smiled inwardly and shook his head.

I felt a playfulness in my mouth as I sensed that there was a difference in the way he treated me and Zahat.

“Then, if I received it, it sounds like it didn’t go to the person it was supposed to go to, Brother Herand.”

“Oh, how could that be!”

Herand was startled and retorted that it was absolutely not true.

Yeah, people are surprised.

I feel so embarrassed.

***

It is said that the black staff made by Zahat's son is currently at the headquarters of the Knights of the Brand Order.

The Knights of the Brand.

Even among the knights, this place is rumored to be a special kind, but there is nothing that can be called a connection.

'There were only rumors of a different species within the work, but there was no real connection.'

Of course, I also know that this is the viewpoint of Haydn Reich, the 'black saint'.

However, it seems unlikely that this sinister, cross-eyed being would be friendly with anyone in the Knights Templar.

The Knights of the Blue Lion, as well as most knights, have an extreme aversion to 'closed eyes'.

“I knew you would come, teacher. Of course I should give it to you.”

However, the leader of the Knights of the Brand Order, Kalina, seemed surprisingly welcoming of my visit.

The way he treated me with the word 'teacher' in a friendly manner was really strange.

"here."

Crackle.

Laughing heartily, Kalina held out Zahat's sword.

The heirloom of Zahat's son.

If I had known it would be this easy, I wouldn't have just asked Herand.

“But why do you have this?”

I had a natural question.

If the secretary's office had it, there would have been no need to call Herand.

If the prisoner's belongings were quite valuable, it would have been only natural for the secretary's office to be the right place to put them.

“That’s what the teacher said…….”

As I stared at Kalina, who was about to say the word 'teacher' again, she corrected her title.

“In the secretary’s office, to be exact, His Royal Highness Prince Osborn was coveting Lord Zahart’s belongings.”

Osborne? Why?

“I don’t know the reason.”

Kalina continued, either reading my mind or saying what she had originally intended to say.

“Hmm.”

After hearing Kalina's words, I began to wonder why Osborn had tried to take the 'Sword of Zaharth'.

After thinking about it for a bit, I began to get a little bit of an idea about his inexplicable behavior.

'You haven't given up yet.'

It seems that somehow he wants to make the reputation of the 'Laughing Executioner' his own.

That's why I came up with a way to have a natural 'talk' with you.

If we met, it would have definitely been annoying.

If you thought about it that far and brought it to that point, it is something that deserves praise.

‘… … Do you have anything to say?’

Even if he had a connection with 'Yurien', it was incomprehensible that he would help her in this way.

Then Kalina came closer and opened her mouth cautiously.

“I’m discreetly telling you this only to you, teacher.”

Huh? What on earth are you trying to say?

As I looked at Kalina with that thought in mind, she continued.

“It seems that the Imperial Family has recently decided to cooperate with the Holy Nation to investigate the Dawn Society.”

“Are you talking about the Holy Nation?”

"yes."

Kalina shook her head once.

If it's a sacred country sensitive to magic, then it's a natural course of action.

"okay."

The moment I affirmed this, a person appeared in my head.

Recently, or rather, not recently anymore.

Anyway, this is our 'game protagonist' who fled from the Adratan Empire to the Holy Nation.

“Perhaps, there is news that the Black Knight Hayden Reich may enter the Adratan Empire to cooperate.”

“Are you talking about the Black Star?”

Kalina's words made my fist clench.

Did 'Yurien's' instinct react when he heard his name?

no.

'Have you seen this crazy guy?'

Once you've 'left home', you shouldn't think about coming back. Why would you want to come back again?

But there is one thing I am curious about.

Although he claims to be cooperating with the 'Sacred Nation', Geomseong is a person who has fled from the empire.

It would be natural for the Emperor and the royal family to oppose his entry into the country.

“There must have been some dissonance.”

I tried to ask Kalina about that, but she shook her head first.

“His Highness Prince Yulsis was the first to bring up the subject.”

Yulsis? Why is he here again?

“Besides, Emperor Adratan also readily gave his permission.”

The fact that Emperor Adratan 'permitted' it means practically nothing.

The 'Emperor', who is just entering his twilight years, is prone to changing his choices due to the wind blowing through a woman's skirt.

Thanks to this, the right of succession to the throne began to surface.

To make sure who will take the place of the 'Emperor' who is soon to die, or should soon die.

'Still, it's a bit suspicious that Yulsis spoke first.'

Since we have been to the Holy Land together, it is understandable that we would be negative about the existence of 'Geomseong'.

'Did you assist because of your political stance?'

Otherwise… … .

– 'Beware of Yulsis.'

Suddenly, Kaldrak's advice came to mind.

His words to be careful of the fourth prince, Yulshis.

“No, of course not.”

"yes?"

“No, I’m just talking to myself.”

The words came out of my mouth without me knowing.

By the way, this has given me a headache.

Since the Patriarchate has not been organized yet, Tenelon may become furious when the Black Sword enters the Empire.

Kill the abominable bastard who hurt his eyes right now.

It wouldn't be strange for Tenelon, in his current state of mind, to give such an order.

'The appointment of the Bishop ordered by Tenelon will be in three days.'

All that needs to be done is to kill the Patriarch first, and then leave the 'Dawn Society' alone until the attention has died down.

The settlement with 'Black Star' came after that.

Anyway, I have no idea what that black bastard is thinking or what he will do.

After finishing the work of the 'Patriarch', I'll have to try to get out somehow.

“Thank you, Lord Kalina. But, is it okay for you to tell me this confidential information?”

“It’s between me and the teacher.”

Hehehe, Kalina laughed softly.

If I were to look at her face like that and say, "Who are you?", it would be rude.

“But, the black sword……”

As I was speaking, I suddenly felt something strange.

This is a question about myself for not calling 'Haydn Reich' my 'master'.

If it were normal, I would have bitten my lips tightly and spat out the word 'teacher'.

“Have you heard anything about when they will come to the system?”

Since I just heard the story, it will probably be a future event for the three-day candidate group when the 'Bishop Appointment Ceremony' takes place.

“It’s been quite some time since we left, so I heard it might be tomorrow…. Teacher?”

I covered my eyes with my hands and sighed inwardly.

'You useless brat!'