Playing the Perfect Fox-Eyed Villain Chapter 30

Episode 30. Mixed Stone (3)

A strong, stinging smell filled my nasal passages.

The flames consumed the trees, and through them, the Monk Hamelin began to slowly approach us, dragging his huge body.

Isn't this hell?

I was shocked by the horrific scene that made me question such things, but surprisingly, I was able to easily maintain my composure.

This kind of situation is already familiar. It's called being used to it.

“You guys step back. I’ll handle that demon by myself.”

"yes?"

The demon that had just appeared before my eyes, Mongsu Hamelin, had three horns growing from his head.

A being whose number of horns is a measure of its strength.

Clearly, the triangle-level demon was the strongest demon they had ever seen.

The soldiers and agents with 'closed eyes' were startled and looked in this direction at the words that they would fight such a demon alone.

“Th, that… is that okay?”

“Yes, you guys, please prepare to put out the fire once the expedition is over.”

"but……."

“It’s just a distraction.”

The agents who had been fidgeting at my cold and firm tone nodded their heads.

“Understood. If we’re just holding them back… we won’t engage in combat. Sir Yurian.”

The expression on the face of the 'closed eyes' member who answered was quite complicated.

While he feels relieved that he won't have to deal with the Triangle Demon, he also feels complicated about having his honed skills denied.

In fact, I didn't want to face Mongsu Hamelin alone. Of course, even if the 'fortress' was gone, he was still a triangle demon.

It was certain that it was a more powerful being than the demons we had faced before.

'Still, those who can't handle Aura perfectly are just good prey from Hamelin's point of view.'

It's not for nothing that Hamelin is nicknamed the dream beast.

His specialty is mental attacks using pollen as a medium.

An attack that causes confusion by hypnotizing or inducing a seizure, making it impossible to identify the target.

However, even that powerful mental attack is useless in the face of Yurian’s character.

▶ Resisted Hamelin's psychic attack.

⇒ Do whatever you want

⇒ Two-faced

⇒ Poker face… … .

Because the character of 'Jurien Kreifart Frasson' was so arrogant that his self-confidence was at an extreme, and it was like an unshakable faith.

In other words, the crazy one has nothing more to be crazy about.

***

An environment where constant struggles for vested interests take place.

Because of this, the relationship between nobles is one without blood, tears, empathy, or consideration.

However, Oronil had been with the family since childhood and had developed a close relationship of understanding with the head of the Hyrans family, who were also his academy classmates.

That's why Oronil was busy hiding his displeasure when Yurian showed up in his mansion.

The empire's 'Smiling Executioner' who purged the Hyrans family, the family of a close friend.

Looking at that always smiling face, Oronil rejected all of Yurian's offers with an indescribable anger deep in his heart.

Of course, there were other reasons.

That too for a moment.

When his precious daughter lost consciousness due to the demon of the Pirun Forest, Oronil had no choice but to put aside his displeasure towards Yurian and ask for help.

***

“Thank you for your cooperation in the subjugation of demons. I am sure the Imperial Court will also praise Lord Oronil’s quick decision.”

Although he lives a life marked by all sorts of notoriety, the basis of his notoriety is the overwhelming force that Yurian possesses.

However, Oronil could not have predicted that in less than a day, he would be able to subdue the Demon of the Triangle.

“Have your eyes opened, daughter?”

“That’s right, it’s thanks to you for dealing with the demon.”

“No, it is all thanks to His Majesty the Emperor’s surname.”

Glance.

Oronil looked at Yurian's face as he answered his words.

Reading emotions by looking into each other's eyes during a conversation is such an important process that it can be considered the basis of social interaction and negotiation.

However, it was nearly impossible to read the emotions of the cross-eyed Yurian. Because of this, Oronil had no idea what the man was thinking.

'You must know vaguely about the relationship between the Hyrans family and me.'

Surely, he must be looking at himself like this and laughing at himself inwardly.

Seeing myself standing in front of the person who killed my best friend, instead of seeking revenge, I was grateful that he saved my daughter.

“Did you say your daughter was Miss Terrina?”

hmm?

Just as he was trying to hide his growing sense of inferiority as best he could, Oronil tilted his head at Yurian's subsequent question.

“Yeah, that’s right.”

“Then would you please give this to Miss Terry?”

Yurian reached into her bosom and took out a small necklace. It wasn't particularly flashy, but the single jewel in the center caught her eye.

“Hameln’s pollen crystals were made into a necklace. The fact that he was the first to react to the pollen means that the mana blood formed in his body is more abundant than that of his peers. Perhaps, his talent as a wizard is more outstanding than that of other children.”

“……Then this is.”

“It is said that wizards have dreamed of extracting the mana contained in gems since they were young. This potted crystal will be of great help to Miss Terrina if she ever wants to learn magic later.”

… … So this is a gift for Terina?

It was an act that was completely incomprehensible. Even if he had a bad reputation within the Craiphate family to the point of being labeled as a ‘Prason,’ wasn’t he a nobleman?

How can such a conflict of interest act benefit him?

'… …Why on earth?'

Even the man in front of him is Yurian, who is infamously known as the 'Laughing Executioner'.

He is an extremely evil man who would even point a sword at a child if they get in his way.

It is clear that there is intention behind the gift he gives.

“What is the reason?”

Oronil couldn't help but ask him what he thought, but seeing Yurian's sinister smile made fear rise from the depths of his heart.

“Haha. It’s my sincerity.”

Oronil looked at Yurian's face again. It was creepy as usual, but strangely, the person looked different.

"sex……?"

“Yes, they say it was for the purpose of subduing demons, but didn’t half of the Pirun Forest end up being reduced to ashes?”

At Yurian's words, Oronil nodded and let out a small sigh.

“This is a small consideration I can give to Lord Oronil, who will be suffering in the future.”

Consideration, huh?

Coming from the mouth of someone who didn't even fit in, Oronil was left speechless.

“……Is that really all?”

"yes."

Insolent

I know that these are not the words that a man who fits this description so well would utter.

Because of that, Oronil was looking at Yurian with a dumbfounded expression.

Surely, there must be another intention,' thought Oronil, as he stared at Yurian once more.

“Then let’s go, Lord Oronil. Thank you for your cooperation in the expedition.”

Yurian smiled faintly after pulling down his hat as if he had nothing more to see.

It was a truly creepy laugh to O'Ronil, but it did no harm.

***

Terina is healed, the demons are slain, and although half of the Pirun Forest has burned, peace has returned to the mansion.

Oronil looked at the footsteps of Yurian who had left. The gift he had given to Terina. Regardless of its value, it was not a meaningless object.

"honey."

“……Is Terina okay?”

“Yes, I’ve recovered enough to move around now.”

At his wife's words, Oronil sighed deeply and reached out to her. Then she handed him a rolled-up scroll along with a pen.

“I must write a letter to the Right Chairman of the Council of Noble Elders.”

“What are you going to do?”

Yurian Kraiphart Frasson.

The news that he was coming to the border city of Verniden on a subjugation mission had already reached the ears of the noble council.

The current council of elders, or more precisely, the chairman of the council of elders, Oden Kreifart, aims to remove Yurian, the tumor of the family.

“Didn’t the Council of Elders ask for your cooperation in postponing the expedition schedule for the sake of Yurian’s sanctions?”

“I couldn’t help it. It was something that put Terina’s life on the line.”

O'Ronil, who had been scribbling on the letter with his pen, stamped it with his seal, and began to roll it up again.

After that, he called the servant who was staying outside and gave it to him.

“Tell Lord Herand, who is currently staying in Bernidan, that it will be difficult for him to cooperate in the future.”

The servant nodded and began to walk away. O'Ronil, who was watching his back, sighed again.

'Forgive me for choosing my family's peace over my friend's revenge.'

Thinking like that, Oronil recalled the words Yurian had left before he left. They were so incongruous that he still felt a sense of disconnect, but it was enough to deduce one fact.

That the same red blood as his own flows through the body of the monster called the 'Laughing Executioner'.

***

On the way back to the system.

I boarded the train again and before leaving, I reached for the jewelry box I had bought at the jewelry store.

Click──!

Inside the small jewel box was a soul stone that could only be obtained from a demon of triangle level or higher. It was the heart of the dream beast Hamelin, which had a faint reddish glow.

“I know it’s hard to say this, but I find it incredibly unpleasant.”

The item that the Yeomyeonghoe currently wants the most.

At the same time, in <Let's Kill the Demon King Now>, it is a raw material that can awaken the 'Mashin', the root of all evil.

Because of that, as soon as I opened the jewelry box, it began to emit an incredible aura and show its presence.

It is an energy so strong that if a normal person were to touch it, they would become dizzy and lose consciousness.

'Now it's for real.'

It is a well-established fact that by delivering this soul stone, you can gain the trust of the Dawn Society.

No, actually, I wondered if it was really necessary to do that since Tenelon, the Arch Bishop, was strangely fond of 'Yurien'.

'Because I need to get some recognition from the other bishops.'

My goal is to either destroy the Dawn Society or at least bring it under my control.

It seems that gaining the trust of other bishops is just as important as gaining Tenelon's trust.

'But if you hand over the soul stone, it will help revive Mashin. It will also make Tenelon's power more solid… … .'

So what should we do with this mixed stone? There may be another option besides just handing it over to the Dawn Society.

'If that's the case, what is it? No… … It might not be good to judge hastily.'

As I was deep in thought, I felt the train gradually slowing down.

[We will stop at Laundry Station.]

An announcement is made along with the train stopping. It seems that this is probably a stop before heading to the island.

As expected from an item that uses resonance stones as its raw material, the train of this era, which runs at the height of inefficiency, must stop several times to replenish its power source.

Thanks to that, there are quite a few stops. However, the number of passengers is limited.

'And what about Haydn Reich? Can I keep the fact that I belonged to the Dawn Society a secret until the end?'

It would not be an exaggeration to say that the more deeply you become involved in the Dawn Society, the more likely you are to face off against the Black Sword.

'Let's think about that later, for now let's try not to get caught as much as possible… '

I was lost in deep thought when I suddenly felt a presence and turned my head outside the cabin I was riding in.

“Room 114… Ah, here….”

As I muttered to myself, someone opened the door to the room I was in.

A woman with a familiar face.

Linne Rondbell.

As soon as I saw her, the disciple of the blacksmith Haydn Reich, I quickly closed the jewel box containing the soul stone.