Playing the Perfect Fox-Eyed Villain Chapter 236

Episode 236. Even the Elders Must Die (3)

Orn glared at me with eyes so full of murder that it wouldn't be strange if he pulled out his sword right away.

He got up from his seat and it seemed like he hadn't stopped training yet, and he had the spirit to easily take down an apprentice knight.

This is difficult.

Looking at that sight, I thought to myself.

Right now, it seems that there is a serious misunderstanding.

He was mistaken in thinking that the reason he was sent to the 'Northern North Pool Base' was because of my trickery, and that it was to take away the Cryphat family.

'I didn't even want that damn seat.'

Even if I say that, the right-wing won't believe me.

Look at those bloodshot eyes. Even if I tell you otherwise, it wouldn't be strange if you didn't believe me and drew your sword and screamed.

I

'It's more of a problem because your face is not convincing.'

The 'smiling man' reflected in the bloodshot eyes on the right did not seem capable of a 'rational' conversation at all.

And insult others.

With contempt.

The physiognomy of a psychopath who seems to enjoy thoroughly trampling.

I've seen it many times, but it always feels new. Oh my.

“Right, I have no interest in that position at all.”

“If that wasn’t your intention, why did you think of sending me north?”

I never even thought about disposing of the right one in the first place.

Members of the 'New Dawn Society', which belongs to the noble council.

It's their fault for going wild!

Since I couldn't say that, I tried to defend myself as best as I could.

“Think about it, Mr. Right. If I really wanted the position of the head of the household, I would have chosen the easy way out instead of doing that.”

When I spoke with the nuance of telling him to calm down as much as possible, his face on the right distorted.

“……Does that mean killing is easy?”

Oh, I see. So you understand it that way?

I'm so used to it now that I don't even think about it.

“Why don’t you just calm down, Your Majesty?”

In the midst of the tense atmosphere, Zahat opened his mouth.

Anyway, I called you because if you and Orun were alone, something dangerous could happen.

To be exact, it is not 'me' but the danger that will come to 'the right' person.

'One of the reasons Milena died was because of her orchid.'

My hands trembled 'instinctively'. Still, unlike when I saw 'Oven', I could bear it.

“Zahart, why on earth are you defending this guy!”

Orne's words toward Zahat were filled with strong trust as well as a strong sense of betrayal.

“The Zahat I saw at North Pole, you were a man who was flexible but strictly disciplined! You may be of a different branch from the Sword Master, but you are a knight among knights! Why is such a man like this…….”

“That’s because you have lost something by valuing that chivalry.”

Unlike Orn, Zahat's speech was quite calm, but it was clear that it was filled with great power.

“I understand that Your Majesty the Right has lost something and hates the northern barbarians, but didn’t Yurian live as an imperial citizen, not a northerner?”

To be honest, the only reason I called Zahat was to prepare for an emergency. If Orni rushes in and I cut him down, nothing could be more serious than that.

'Are you competent?'

One, I felt that it was a good idea to call Zahat from an unexpected corner.

Orne reluctantly nodded in agreement at Zahat's words, as if the two had something in common.

“That nature doesn’t disappear. Didn’t that guy cross the line during the joint mission with the Sword Master?”

"hmm……."

Zahat let out a sigh.

“He annihilated the Atalanta family, who were suspected of being the only ones who could be trusted. He killed both adults and children, using them as a means to prove his loyalty.”

That happened, I don't know.

“Isn’t that why you split up with the Black Star? Because of the Atalanta family incident!”

When Oren mentioned Geomseong, the corners of his mouth trembled. A variety of complicated emotions flashed through his mind, but he also felt that Oren truly respected Geomseong.

If that weren't the case, I wouldn't have come to the funeral.

“People change.”

“Monsters don’t change.”

“Yurien is a human. And, she’s definitely different than before.”

It didn't feel so bad that Zahat was defending me.

It was funny to think about how a guy who could speak so seriously would end up in a mess with Pelkor, talking about baldness and all.

'It's about time to ask Oren.'

I turned my gaze to Orn. It would be okay to prove to him that he was different from the existing 'Yurien' while arguing with Zahat, but that was not an option.

'Who's behind you?'

Orn probably doesn't think there's anyone behind him, but he still wonders how he was able to send 'Hemmel'.

'There is one person who can do it.'

Right way.

Hemmel too.

And, the witch Abigail.

A person who can be used as a subordinate. However, I just hope that he is not a 'criminal' because of the slightest connection.

***

No matter how I look at it, it's strange.

Ornn was willing to risk his life to keep the Cryphat family from being handed over to Yurian, but his attitude is strange.

'Reading emotions… … isn't possible, though.'

I didn't sense any 'greed' in his words or actions.

Oren has lived for a long time. During that time, he has learned his own way of judging people, and he can also judge people based on that.

However, Yurian did not feel any ‘desire’ for the family.

“I can assure you with all my heart that he is not a monster with a human face.”

Even Zahat came out and defended Yurian, saying that he had changed, so Orn's thoughts, which had been like an iron fortress, began to gradually crack.

furthermore.

'I'm sure he felt alive.'

Just a moment ago, when he got up from his seat with the intention of drawing his sword, Yurian must have felt his own murderous intent.

No matter how certain they are that it will not lead to combat, natural-born inspectors unconsciously 'prepare' for life.

I change my breathing without realizing it.

Changing positions.

It changes both the look in your eyes and the atmosphere.

The atmosphere that Yurian gave off during the process was far from the 'smiling executioner' we had seen before.

At the same time, the faint sense of 'savagery' was not felt even by Yurian.

'Ahem.'

It has changed.

Orne agreed with Zahat's words.

What made that thought even stronger was the connection with the scabbard that Yurian was carrying.

A strong mind resides in a strong body.

The emblem engraved on the scabbard used by Haydn Reich.

As an epitaph, Yurian had the phrase engraved on his scabbard.

"shit!"

Oren sat down again, angry.

“I understand that the transfer to the North was not your doing.”

Zahat moved slightly at the loud voice, but became quiet when he realized that he had no intention of fighting.

“I also know that you have no desire for the position of the head of the household. Of course, it won’t be difficult for you to kill me when all your teeth fall out!”

Although it was heartbreaking, Oren acknowledged his situation.

“What do you want?”

I was determined to kill him, but when I actually met him and faced Yurian, I knew for sure.

As an inspector.

He himself does not even reach Yurian's toes.

If it had been in its heyday, it would have been possible to split the sum, but now it is impossible.

All conditions were in Yurian's favor.

Even so, the reason Yulian met with Orn was because she had something she 'wanted'. Orn understood it that way.

“I have something to ask you.”

In response to the question on the right, Yurian got straight to the point.

“What did you promise when you sent Hemmel to deal with me?”

“The Death of Flügel.”

When asked the question, he answered without hesitation and easily.

Originally, Orn had no intention of giving any information to Yurian, but when he faced the power he possessed, he felt his own helplessness keenly.

It is certain that he is not aiming for the position of the head of the household.

However, that is just something Yurian does not want because he does not 'need' it.

The moment the thought of 'need' crosses Yurian's mind, it won't be difficult for him to get his hands on the Cryphat family.

'Don't go that far.'

The right-hand man is trying to end it in his own hands, even if it means selling his modest pride.

“The death of Flügel…….”

After hearing his words, Yulian fell into deep thought for a moment.

'I'm sure there's something else you'd like to ask.'

Right now, I'm selling my pride and being manipulated by him, but there's definitely more information Yurian wants to hear.

'This is the last card I have left.'

With that information, Yulian must swing his sword and come up with a plan for the future somehow.

'First, freeze the resolution of the noble council and transfer to the north… … .'

“Okay, I see. It looks like we have nothing more to talk about.”

Upon hearing just one word, “Flugel’s death,” Yurian stood up from his seat.

It wasn't just bluffing. His actions were completely unreserved, as if Orn had nothing left to say.

"what……?"

Oren was very embarrassed. The information he knew. The one he thought was a secret weapon, but Yurian did not want it.

“Hey, wasn’t there something you wanted to hear!?”

“No, I heard everything I wanted to hear from the right-hand man.”

“Now, can’t you take a seat?”

A person who cannot control his emotions and whose voice becomes louder.

“If this continues, I will be sent to the North! I am the former head of the Cryphat family and the chairman of the noble council!”

“The winter winds of the North weren’t so bad either. Well, I’m sure you know that too.”

Looking at it, a mockery appeared on Yurian's face.

“I apologize for what happened in the past.”

Casting aside all pride, Orne rose from his seat, knelt down, and bowed his head to the ground.

“If I really get dragged north, my family’s honor will fall to the ground! You know that too!”

In order to somehow preserve the family's honor, Orne tried his best.

“Right.”

What came back was Yurian's cold voice.

“What does that have to do with me?”

The moment he heard those words, Oren was unable to say anything.