Playing the Perfect Fox-Eyed Villain Chapter 229

Episode 229. Unity (2)

Because of my sick child, I had no choice but to leave the cause and come into the shadow of the Dawn Society.

It's a heartbreaking story.

Still, I have to use this heartbreaking story. Of course, I will solve the problem that Rondel is having.

'Not now.'

The first thing to do is to check the condition of Rondel's son.

The fact that Tenelon was tempted by the 'Masinity' must have been because he thought he could solve it.

'I now have a fragment of that power.'

Maybe I can solve it. No, I'm sure of it.

I thought I could solve it on my own.

'After checking that.'

Call Eleanor and pass the ball to her. Then she will have her own supporters for the 'New Dawn Society'.

If that happens.

'Pass it on.'

Unconditionally.

With that in mind, I asked Rondel about the location of his son, who was said to have an incurable disease.

'Why are you scared?'

Above Rondel's head, a 'purple' haze rippled violently.

It is the color of fear.

After thinking about it for a bit, I think I know why that came to mind.

“Ahem.”

I'm used to it now. It was disconcerting, but I can deal with it easily.

“Didn’t Lord Yurian ask where your son is now, Rondel?”

“……So, I asked back, Pintel, are you threatening me now?”

“You insolent bastard!”

Pintel suddenly struck the ground with the cane he was holding, and his eyes opened sharply.

“Your task is set now, Rondel! Quickly, Sir Yurian… Hmm!?”

Why is this kid acting up so suddenly?

When I hastily tried to stop Pintel's actions, he nodded in understanding and then politely stepped back.

“I’m not threatening you. I’m just trying to see with my own eyes whether this is something I can handle.”

Trust me.

He looked at Rondel with sincere eyes, saying things with such nuance.

Come to think of it, there's no way these squinty eyes could show any emotions.

“Really……?”

“Yes, I swear to the royal family.”

Oath to the Imperial Family.

It doesn't mean anything to me personally, but it may be a little reassuring to hear it from someone else's perspective.

"……All right."

Fortunately, Rondel agreed. He looked displeased, but he still seemed to think that nothing serious would happen.

Otherwise, was it so desperate that you couldn't help but believe what the sinister 'cross-eyed' said?

As Rondel walked ahead, Pintel and I started walking behind him.

After passing through the spacious hallways of the Griason mansion, we arrived at what appeared to be the largest bedroom in the mansion.

“This is it.”

As I followed the directions and entered the bedroom, I began to feel something strange inside.

'Magi-ro-gun.'

The magic held by the demon.

It began to feel like it was inside the bedroom, more precisely, from the little boy lying on the bed.

“This is my son, Garndel.”

As I was about to approach the bed, letting the sound go in one ear and out the other, Rondel grabbed my shoulder from behind.

“What, what do you plan to do, Sir Yulian?”

“Let go, Rondel! Sir Yurian will have a better idea!”

When I gestured to Pintel to be quiet, he cleared his throat and nodded again.

You, Emma, need to be quiet.

“You convinced Tenelon that he could cure your son’s illness?”

Rondel reluctantly nodded to my question.

Certainly, the power of the 'Mashinsung' is needed to cure the illness of the boy named Garndel.

'The demon is parasitizing.'

Parasitic demon.

This is the guy that Zahat's son was hit with a while ago.

In this guy's case, it seems that his power is so small that he can't take away the rest of the body, but if he continues like this, he will become sick with magic and die.

'It was a good thing I didn't bring Zahat.'

If you saw this sight, you might lose your composure.

“……Lord Yurian.”

As I was gathering my thoughts, Rondel approached me cautiously.

The color of 'fear' that I had seen until just now could not be shaken from my head, but I still took a step closer and opened my mouth.

“Is this a problem that can be solved by Sir Yurian?”

It's a strong tone, considering he's scared. If I say 'no', it seems like he's going to reprimand me for bringing him here.

'It's possible.'

I think this might be possible.

“Well, I’m not sure.”

However, now is not the time to treat it.

'It is not my job to cure this boy's illness, it is Eleanor's job.'

To be exact, after calling her, the solution is to put the credit on Eleanor.

“What do you mean…?”

“It means literally. Looking at it this way, I don’t know anything.”

I shrugged.

Rondel's eyes became sharp as he realized that he had no means of resolving the issue after causing a commotion.

“If you were going to say that, why did you make such a fuss?”

“Didn’t I tell you to be careful with your words, Rondel?”

“Shut up!”

Pintel guy, again and again.

To mediate between the two, I adjusted my clothes once.

Here's the important part. A rondel full of despair.

You might think that your son's illness can't be cured now that 'Mashinseong' no longer exists.

In times like this, it provides a solution.

'I'm talking about the solution called Eleanor.'

If the disease is resolved, Eleanor's position within the 'New Dawn Society' will also be solidified. Then, it will be a good environment for me to withdraw──.

'huh?'

Shururuk──!

At that moment, a small shadow stretched out from my body and started heading towards the boy named Garndel who was lying on the bed.

I could tell without even looking at it that it was a fragment of 'Angelica'.

'What, what are you doing?'

For a moment, I had a gut feeling that my plan had gone awry. For a moment, I felt like Angelica, who was stuck to the bed, was smiling.

“Kiaaaaaaaah!”

A scream poured out of Garndel's mouth.

“Go, Garndel!?”

The boy was in pain, flailing his thin arms, perhaps due to having been bedridden for a long time. Rondel ran over and began to restrain him in order to stop Garndel's actions that were close to self-harm.

“Calm down, Garndel! Why are you doing that!”

Squeak──!

This time, a scream like the howling of a beast escaped his mouth.

'Damn it, Angelica!'

I glanced at Angelica giggling under the bed.

What the hell have you done!?

At the moment when such questions filled his mind, something viscous came out of Garndel's mouth.

“Garndel!”

Angelica, what's wrong with you these days!?

Leaving Rondel behind in confusion, I drew my sword from my waist and swung it.

Crunch──!

A slime stuck to the Moon Sword with an unpleasant sound. The thing wiggled for a moment, then disappeared into gray smoke.

“What the heck is going on…?”

When Rondel asked while looking at Garndel, who had lost consciousness and was leaning against my body, I shook out the Moon Sword once and put it back in its scabbard.

'Parasitic demon.'

What I just cut down is the parasitic demon that caused the boy named Garndel to become bedridden.

Now that the demon has been cut down, the problem is solved. When you come to your senses, your physical condition will be better than it is now, and you will eventually become close to a normal person.

'uh…….'

But that's the problem for me.

It must be Eleanor who solves this 'disease'. Only then can I carry out my grand plan of getting out.

“I don’t know. I just swung the sword without thinking.”

I denied it and said I didn't know.

Since the boy hasn't come to his senses yet, wouldn't it be okay if we quickly bring Eleanor and have her do some kind of performance?

Okay, let's do that.

“Ah… Father?”

There is nothing that works.

***

“Garndel!”

Pintel coughed in embarrassment as he saw his son, Garndel, come to his senses and hug him while Rondel sobbed.

“The story isn’t over yet, Rondel.”

Pintel knows why Rondel's son suddenly came to his senses.

'Lord Yurian cured the disease.'

This is something that anyone, unless they are an idiot, should know.

Moreover, Pintel was able to think a little more and deduce what 'abilities' Yurian currently possessed.

'The illness that Rondel's son was suffering from was not a normal one, but that of a demon.'

That's why Tenelon must have used the demonic spirit to bait Rondel into joining the Dawn Society.

'That kind of illness was suddenly cured just by the appearance of Sir Yurian.'

It can't be just a coincidence. Coincidences can't happen at such good timing.

'Your Majesty Yurian has obtained the power of the Demon Lord.'

It was Yurian who created the situation that made it inevitable.

'In that sense, I realized why Sir Yulian brought me here.'

I never really thought much about how I came to possess the power of the 'Mashinseong', but I guess it was a good thing.

Pintel realized why Yurian had brought him along to meet Rondel and took a step forward.

“Now do you understand why Sir Yurian wanted to see your son?”

Hearing his confident tone, Rondel glanced at Pintel's face for a moment before turning his gaze to Yurian.

“If it was simply to confirm the pathology, it would have been okay to hear about it without seeing it directly.”

“The reason I…… insisted on seeing it……”

Pintel clicked his tongue once at Rondel's muttering and replied.

“Lord Yurian has no intention of binding anyone with such petty promises as former Patriarch Tenelon.”

The reason why you were called here.

Pintel thought that it would be a call to perform a 'miracle' and win Rondel's heart through that 'miracle'.

“Lord Yurian has come to this place to give you a choice.”

When 'Tenelon' was the Patriarch, the reason Rondel entered the 'Dawn Society' was due to intimidation, not 'threat'.

“What are you going to do? Even if you leave, Lord Yurian won’t catch you. He won’t even send a pursuer.”

One, it's different now.

The moment he sees the 'miracle', Rondel will make a choice 'of his own accord' rather than 'against others'.

“The choice is entirely yours.”

Rondel, who had been listening to Pintel, answered while kneeling on one knee toward Yurian.

“Thank you, Sir Yurian, for saving my son.”

Loyalty that was not even shown to Tenelon.

“From now on, I will burn this body so that Sir Yurian’s will becomes my will……!”

Yurian does not bring people in through 'threats', 'negotiations', or 'self-comfort'.

Like a butterfly looking for a flower.

Pintel thought that people themselves were the ones who invited people.

'Is this what Sir Yurian wanted?'

Pintel looked at Yurian's face, smiling inwardly with satisfaction.

He looked at Pintel with a smile on his face as usual and thought.

'You… … you little punk… … .'