Playing the Perfect Fox-Eyed Villain Chapter 204

Episode 204. Secretly Greatly (1)

Is there anything I can talk about with the blacksmith now?

No, even if there is, I don't really want to hear what comes out of his mouth.

Me too, Yulian too.

'……ha.'

Although I thought so, I could only sigh inwardly as I settled into the 'Orchid Garden'.

Me and 'Yurien' are also helpless fools. We are fools who came all the way here in pursuit of the name 'Geomseong'.

“It’s fun.”

I was sitting there blankly, waiting for Geomseong to open his mouth, and I tilted my head at the meaningful words that came out of his mouth.

“What makes you so happy, Master?”

“This is how I can enjoy my free time with my disciples.”

“Even in the Holy Land, the schedule was long enough to allow for some leisure.”

“At that time, it was a time when I couldn’t adapt either.”

As he said this, Haydn repeatedly opened and closed his hands.

When I looked at those hands with their tendons protruding, I immediately understood what he was trying to say.

'It's a story about demons.'

The power of the demon transplanted into his body. He seemed to have lost consciousness because he couldn't control it properly.

“And I want you to know that the unfortunate events that happened back then had nothing to do with me.”

“What happened?”

Linne, who was nearby, didn't have any questions, but Sebion seemed curious about the swordsman's words.

If you don't know anything, it would be better to just stay still.

“Yes, there was.”

Normally, I wouldn't have said anything, but with 'Geumseong' right in front of me, all sorts of emotions swirled inside my heart.

“Just the fact that I didn’t draw my sword right here, Master, should be grateful to me.”

"what!?"

Sebion looked clearly offended by my words.

However, the guy examines Linne's complexion. It seems he expected Linne to react to the tone of insulting the 'Black Star'.

But Linne just stood there quietly. Her thoughts were no different from mine.

“Don’t blush for no reason, and stay still, Lord Sebion. Aren’t you and the person concerned talking?”

Sebion's face began to turn red at the words that clearly drew the line.

“What? This kid…!”

As he was about to draw his sword, I quietly looked at Sebion's face and smiled.

“Don’t pull it out. You’ll die.”

A simple, yet clear warning. Sebion flinched once and then stopped drawing his sword.

At the same time, an awkward expression appeared on his face. It was a remark made without thinking because he was angry, but it seemed awkward because neither Kensei nor Linne were defending him.

“Hahahaha!”

When Haydn saw that, he started laughing heartily.

“It’s nice to see that his personality is still the same.”

It's not like I became this way just to look good to you.

When I saw Haydn's laughter, I felt a tingling sensation somewhere in my body, as if an awl had been put in my pocket.

However, I tried my best not to show it. Judging from his reaction, it was obvious that he would get even more annoyed.

“I was secretly surprised in the audience room. If you hadn’t really liked Abigail, your position would have been in jeopardy.”

From Haydn's words, it seems he still doesn't know that Abigail is a 'witch' and that I am the son of the 'Queen of Thorns'.

That was also natural. It was only when the 'player' interfered with the protagonist that such 'information' was known.

“As expected, the only one who thinks of me is the Master. If only there had been even a little bit of that affection in the Holy Land.”

“As I said before, it was out of my hands.”

I listened to the blacksmith's words in silence.

“One was blinded by greed, the other by revenge, so I couldn’t stop them.”

That must be true.

“So, what did you want to say to me, Master?”

My hands are shaking because I want to get out of here as soon as possible.

It's awkward. Not just awkward, it's extremely awkward.

The very existence of 'Geumseong'. And the body of 'Yurien' who is looking at it.

“No, I just wanted to talk for a moment.”

What is this guy talking about?

“Because soon we won’t be able to have small talk like this.”

I can't even have small talk like this.

“It sounds like you’re saying I’m going to become speechless.”

"ha ha ha."

Are you trying to warn me not to do anything useless?

That was the thought that occurred to Haydn, but he corrected himself.

“Maybe I can be that kind of body.”

***

That was the end of my conversation with Geomseong. It was a truly pointless conversation, but his last words from earlier kept lingering in my head.

– “Maybe I can be that kind of body.”

The moment I heard his words, the thought that came to my mind was 'demonization'.

'Are you saying that you still haven't dealt with it properly?'

If a normal person has a 'demon' transplanted into their body, 'demonization' will inevitably occur.

If you do not have the “Demon King’s Vessel” trait, your ‘demonization’ will progress even faster.

'I also know that the Black Star doesn't have that trait.'

Of course, if they are 'players', they would definitely look into the characteristics of 'Geomseong'.

“Then, rather than becoming a demon, die by my hand.”

I stroked the scabbard on my waist and stroked my chin, and then I came to my senses at the words I had blurted out without thinking.

It was a remark mixed with the instinct of 'Yurien', but I also sympathized with that remark quite a bit.

No matter how broken it is, it is still black.

I am obsessed with this game, and 'Yurien' was once my teacher.

'Tsk.'

I clicked my tongue inwardly and got up from my seat.

Looking outside, the ground was starting to get dark. Tomorrow, the 'Bishop Selection' hosted by Tenelon will begin, and at the same time, the 'Patriarch Removal Ceremony' will also take place.

'Before that.'

Bishop Gennin says he has something he wants to consult about for tomorrow.

'Gennin.'

He is the administrator of Genmel Monastery, the current stronghold of the Dawn Society.

In fact, his role in the 'Patriarchal Deprivation Ceremony' is very important. He has a close understanding of the geography of the monastery, and Genin can change the schedule there at will.

The fact that Colparan was friendly with Genin worked in his favor.

'If possible, I hope it goes as promised.'

When I put the coat on my shoulders, it fit my body perfectly and clings to me.

Grrrrrrr──.

As we were about to go out at nightfall, Angelica poked her head in.

At night, Angelica becomes more active. It seems that this is because she is a demon with a deep connection to the 'shadow'.

Angelica blinked her eyes countless times. She was a very charming girl, but I could feel sharp hostility flowing out of her body.

'You seem to know too.'

What I'm saying is that what Genin is trying to share with me now isn't just a 'story'.

***

Genin Mardiel, who founded the Genmel Monastery and is in charge of its management, is a traitor.

There was a time when I was trying to work with Yurian by intertwining with Bishop Colparan Demias, who truly wanted to replace the 'Patriarch'.

The problem was when he was talking to 'Tenelon' alone.

– “There are too many bishops now. If we remove all the bishops at once, we will need someone to manage the bishops.”

Sweet offer.

In the 'Yeongmyeonghoe', which had close ties to the aristocratic society, 'position' was not a general level of power.

– “I think you would be a good fit for the position of Arch Bishop. What do you think, Genin?”

That's why Genin decided to betray Yurian, who had been cooperating with him.

What Tenelon wants is the capture of 'Yurian', or, equivalently, the disposal of the Yurian supporters.

'Maybe they trust me.'

Genin chose the most difficult method among the ones he could choose, but the one that would produce the most certain results.

In an aristocratic society where people are deceived and cheated, something like this could be done without even changing one's expression.

“Master, Sir Yurian has come to the mansion.”

“Well, tell them to come in.”

At Gennin's words, the servant bowed politely and left the room.

A moment later, the servant who had gone out opened the door and a squinty-eyed man entered the room.

“It’s been a while, Lord Gennin. How have you been?”

A face whose expression was unreadable. Genin felt fear rising from deep within his heart because he could not tell what was on his mind, but he did not care about it now.

“Yes, Sir Yurian. I think this is the first time I’ve seen you in person since Ascension Day.”

“Haha, it must be my imagination.”

"yes?"

With a faint smile, Genin began to doubt whether he had said the wrong thing.

“I did not participate in this Ascension.”

Was that so?

Genin momentarily exclaimed, "Oops."

Ascension Day is the biggest holiday in the Empire. Most knights and nobles must attend, and Genin thought Yurian would do the same.

Even if we hadn't talked about it, it could have been overlooked.

Genin, who was trying to create a slightly familiar atmosphere, closed his eyes tightly at his slip of the tongue.

“Well, it’s a trivial story that has no meaning now.”

“Ha, haha… That’s right, Sir Yurian!”

“So, what do you want to talk about, Sir Gennin?”

“Please sit down, Sir Yulian. Let’s have some tea time and talk slowly.”

Mate──!

As Gennin clapped his hands, the door to the reception room opened and the servants who had been waiting outside came inside, pulling a transport vehicle.

“This is a fragrant black tea from the Western Emelda. I have been saving it for this occasion to deepen my friendship with Sir Yurian.”

“Hoo.”

Yulian's voice seemed to be filled with interest. However, it is hard to tell if that is her true intention.

Gennin quickly prepared teacups, picked up the teapot on behalf of his servant, and began pouring it into Yurian's and his own teacups.

As the reddish liquid filled the glass, Genin's insides began to burn.

'The black tea is poisoned.'

That too is deadly poison.

'If Yurian eats it… … .'

While pouring black tea into the cup, Genin observed Yurian's complexion.

I don't think that smiling executioner would die if he was hit by 'Poison', but that doesn't mean that it wouldn't be a complete blow.

During that gap, you can use the deployed private soldiers to subdue Yurian.

'Then I can sit in the Archbishop's seat.'

When he saw Yurian's face, the fire inside him that had been burning with fear began to be rekindled with the flame of desire.

“First, let’s have a drink.”

Genin poured black tea into two cups and drank the first cup.

'The poison is completed when the black tea from the teapot reacts with the medicine applied to the cup.'

Black tea from the same teapot. If you drink it like this first, your suspicions will be reduced.

“Once I start drinking a cup of tea like this, I don’t want to leave until I finish it.”

“Is that so?”

Despite Genin's words, Yurian just smiled faintly and looked at the teacup.

Did you get caught?

No, there was nothing to get caught.

“Your Majesty Gennin.”

At that moment, Yurian opened his mouth.

“Do you know that? The truth is, I didn’t trust Lord Genin that much.”

Gennin was left dazed by the shocking remarks that came out of nowhere.

However, before anyone could react, Yulian picked up the teacup, savored the aroma, and brought it to her lips to sip.