Playing the Perfect Fox-Eyed Villain Chapter 51

Episode 51. The Cryphat Family (1)

Lazrot, a spy for the 'Dawn Society', was quite impressed by Yurian's calm attitude.

'Even after something like that, I took care of the orchids as usual… … … '

If it were a normal person, he would have at least shown some kind of reaction.

Like tying recent events together and praising yourself, or suddenly losing your temper, or something like that.

However, Yulian returned to her usual daily life as if nothing had happened.

“Well, this concludes my brief report on Sir Aiden.”

"hmm……."

The only one who showed interest was the Bishop of the Order of Dawn, Aiden de Donatien, who showed his molars.

Lazrot, who had briefly reported on his current activities, swallowed at Yurian's short sigh.

The occasional hint of hostility amidst that calm was sharp enough to remind me of a dagger.

“There’s no noticeable movement. I thought they’d take action to kill Alphas once he was killed.”

His softly spoken words contained words that gave a glimpse of boldness.

'How can you be so calm, knowing that your life is being threatened?'

An attitude that acknowledged that one's life was closely related to death. While he was astonished at the way of life, Lazrot could not help but admire it.

“In addition, the current Bishop of the Dawn Society, Sir Pintel, has decided to attack the caravan that is believed to be transporting the soul stone.”

“Bishop Pintel……. Honseok……. Hmm.”

Yulian was lost in thought for a moment. Soon after, he just smiled brightly as usual.

“Oh, come to think of it, I wonder if the letter of recommendation was worth it?”

Yulian changes the subject with a smile.

Of course, I didn't think that the question was just out of simple curiosity.

The purpose would be to further remind people of the fact that he is a spy.

“Yes, thanks.”

“It went well.”

Yulian smiles again with a sly smile, saying that it went well.

The eyes were half-closed, showing no trace of emotion. At the same time, the smile on the lips was as calm as usual.

In that atmosphere, Lazrot thought there was nothing in this world that would make Yurian feel afraid.

***

‘… …Why is it so quiet?’

The 'instructor' mission was also completed and the report was submitted, and the incident that occurred in the academy annex was covered up by Vice Principal Alomm.

In my mind, the conversation I had with Linne in the infirmary kept coming to mind.

– '… … Actually, I vaguely remember the conversation you and Alphas had.'

I thought I lost consciousness… … .

She was eavesdropping on my conversation with Alphas, a conversation that made it seem like she could infer that I belonged to the 'Dawn Society'.

'I definitely expected someone to come… … .'

If the prosecution or the royal family sends someone to verify the facts, I have also prepared a script to defend myself.

The documents piled up on the table right now are exactly that.

'Maybe I didn't hear you properly?'

It couldn't be ruled out that Linnaeus might not have noticed.

'That could be possible.'

After thinking about it carefully, I realized that Linne wasn't in a normal state at that time.

That could be the case. Linne, who has a great grudge against the 'Dawn Society', would not overlook this.

“That would be really fortunate.”

I sighed in relief and leaned back in my chair.

It's still not time to let your guard down completely, but judging by the lack of response over the past few days, it seems like there's no need to worry too much.

'Aiden would be the same.'

I knew he was after my neck and that he had sent Alphas, but I had no intention of getting even with him.

The reason is that Haydn Reich, as the 'Black Knight', is planning to end Bishop Aiden's life.

“Our protagonist will be looking for it, so there is no need to get my hands dirty.”

The splendid tale of the 'black knight'.

As that occurred to me, a smile appeared on my face.

A hidden identity used by Haydn Reich when it would be difficult to reveal his identity as the 'Black Saint'.

Starting with dealing with 'Pintel', which Lazrot mentioned earlier, the name 'Black Knight' will become known throughout the system.

'Until then, all we have to do is stop Aiden from talking nonsense.'

The thought of my workload decreasing brought a smile to my face.

“Hoo hoo. Hoo hoo hoo…….”

But that laughter didn't last long.

The sticky sensation I felt when I killed someone. That unpleasant feeling spread through my fingertips.

It wasn't something I particularly cared about, but when the name 'Black Knight' came up, this 'Yurien' sense began to really grate.

‘… … It must be because of the ‘trailer’ I saw before.’

The dark alleys of the system.

There is a scene where the protagonist, Haydn Reich, is discovered to be the 'Black Knight' and is brutally murdered by 'Yurien'.

When I first became possessed by 'Yurien', I was certain that something like that would never happen, but the more I used the trait of 'Open Eyes', the more it felt like 'Yurien's' instincts were continuously eating away at the subconscious that 'Lee Si-hoo' possessed.

'I need to train a little more so I don't get eaten.'

When <Open Eyes> first appeared, I swung my sword mercilessly and then came to my senses, but this time, didn't I swing my sword of my own will until the very end?

'A strong mind resides in a strong body.'

It seems that what he said is not a lie.

“Now that I think about it, I should get moving.”

Didn't you say that you should pull out the bull's horn in one go?

Having thought that far, I picked up my sword and headed to the training ground.

***

Among the several training grounds within the palace, I headed to training ground number 3.

This place was full of knights who were not on duty or had no missions. They were training themselves further and honing their swordsmanship with sweat and tears in order to enter a higher rank than their current order.

As I entered the training grounds, people's attention began to turn to me.

“……It’s Yurian.”

“Gulp.”

Those who spar with each other.

Even those who blindly train in swordsmanship.

Everyone stopped what they were doing and glanced at me.

Among them, there were those who openly expressed their feelings of 'fear' above their heads.

'It's nothing new.'

Leaving them behind, I walked towards the weapons display case.

The only weapon I had in my hand right now was a sword made from moonstone worn on my waist, but I felt like trying out a new weapon.

'If I've decided to move my body, I might as well try out new possibilities.'

What I took out of the shelf was none other than a ‘window.’

A weapon that must be held with both hands, unlike a sword.

Maybe that's why I felt awkward.

"window……?"

“Wasn’t Yurian’s specialty swordsmanship?”

“That’s right, there’s a reason it’s called ‘Yurian of the Moonlight Sword’.”

The surrounding atmosphere, which had been filled with tense tension, began to ease a little as I opened the window, which I didn't normally use.

“Lord Yurian, if you’re thinking of learning how to use a spear, why not get used to it by sparring with me?”

This guy, who had initially shown emotions of 'fear', hid his laughter and asked for a duel when I held the spear in my hand.

Judging from the lack of any knightly emblem, he seemed to be a trainee knight who had not yet joined the knightly order.

'The intention is obvious.'

It's to take advantage of my lack of skill in creating and to impress the knights gathered around me.

But I didn't really feel like refusing.

Even though it's my first time holding a spear, I find it more rewarding to move my body during sparring than just foolishly hitting a scarecrow.

‘… … In the past, I would have avoided even this kind of sparring.’

Even if your thoughts change, they change too much.

I smiled and answered in a 'Yurien'-like manner.

“Haha. I guess I seemed easygoing. Then, would you like to take it easy?”

As soon as I accepted the sparring, the place was prepared in an instant. The numerous knights who were training all gave up their seats and retreated to the surrounding area to watch Yurian's sparring.

“A window……. Another strange thing.”

“No matter how talented a person is, if he has a different weapon, he won’t be able to use even half of his skills.”

“Your nose is piercing the sky.”

Several of the assembled knights seemed to clearly expect my defeat.

I also felt very awkward when I first touched the window.

A weapon that is twice as long as the sword you usually hold.

The axis that holds the center of gravity is also very different from the 'sword' and I didn't like it at all.

'but…….'

I don't think it will work.

“Whoaaaaap!”

The duel began while the center of gravity of the spear was being estimated for a moment.

With a loud roar, the knight rushed at me.

'Is it a sword?'

Since it was the weapon I used, it was easy to guess how far it would reach.

'The spear's fighting style is to use long range to prevent the opponent from approaching and incapacitate them.'

Shh …

As I lightly opened the window, the sharp sound of the wind cutting through it echoed throughout the training grounds.

Even though it was a sparring weapon with a blunt tip, I never expected it to make this much of a sound.

Because of this, the surprised knight stumbled and was delayed in finding his stance as he tried to dodge the attack and retreat.

“That’s not all, is it? With that kind of skill, you can’t join any knight order.”

This guy's beak unconsciously mocks his opponent even in light sparring.

“T, tsk tsk……!”

The knight ran towards me again with a red face, as if he was very angry.

I felt a faint murderous aura from that guy and I opened the window again.

But he wasn't a fool to be fooled twice; he anticipated my attack and blocked the spear with his sword, pushing it aside.

The fact that a relatively short sword is easier to use in close combat than a spear is a basic feature of combat.

If you allow access, you can consider the 'Spear', which has no means of attacking the 'Sword' at close range, to be defeated.

'Of course, I don't think it would be a problem if I allowed access, but… … .'

The moment you allow access, even if you are using an unfamiliar weapon, the lofty prestige of 'Yurien' will be diminished.

'I have no choice but to push it out with force.'

The blue tendons on my arm that held the spear began to bulge out more.

Using the centrifugal force to push, I brought my spear down on the knight's head.

Bang!

He was swinging his sword at me, but he was surprised by the spear coming towards his head and hurriedly raised his sword to block it.

“Wh, what power……!”

The guy who had been blocking the window muttered in confusion as his sword began to come down.

I tried my best to somehow keep my feet on the ground and hold on… … .

'No way.'

Snap──!

As I applied a little more force, a crack appeared in the window, accompanied by an ominous sound.

'Now, wait a minute.'

The spear, which had begun to split at the same time, soon split in two.

“Ugh, kuaaaah!”

The force of the blow as the spear broke split the knight's chest and stomach.

“Ugh.”

The knight stepped back with a groan and looked at his abdomen with surprised rabbit eyes.

The broken part was sharp, cutting through the shirt and leaving a wound underneath.

There was a small but definite amount of blood flowing there.

'this…….'

An unfortunate incident that occurred during a duel.

As expected of 'Yurien', I approached the knight to sort it out.

“You asked me to spar with such mere skills?”

At my indifferent words, the knight looked at his bleeding stomach and then looked at me again.

“Hee, heeeek…….”

The knight, startled, stepped back with a strange noise. Above his head, a deep, very deep purple haze was blooming.

Why is this guy who used to rush at me with fire in his eyes during sparring all of a sudden?

It wasn't difficult to figure out why.

“As expected……. It’s Yurian.”

“Even if it’s a duel, if you show your molars, they won’t let you off easy.”

“Go and stop him……!”

“How do you stop that monster?”

Breaking the window on purpose and injuring people with the fragments appeared to be a 'planned and deliberate act' to those around him.

'Isn't that a delusion?'

The attitude of the apprentice knight who requested a duel while holding the relatively unfamiliar 'spear' in order to make a name for himself was annoying, but it was just an ordinary duel.

And yet, 'Yurien' is so crazy that he would kill someone just because they showed their wisdom teeth…

'… … It's quite possible.'

I nodded in surprise and ended up understanding this atmosphere.

“You, Yurian……!”

At that moment, a familiar face emerged from the crowd gathered at the training grounds. It was the third son of the Kreifat family, Herand Kreifat.

“Brother Herand.”

“It goes without saying that you won. Why don’t you stop?”

He continued speaking in his usual trembling tone. Fortunately, his appearance somewhat eased the tense atmosphere in the training grounds.

The apprentice knight, trembling with fear, left the training grounds as fast as he could.

“Haha, Brother Herand, even I don’t kill people easily.”

I smiled and made a suitable joke to Herand while watching his back.

“Is that so…? Well, then, ah, I know!”

But as always, Herand couldn't take my joke as a joke, and only a purple haze fluttered over his head.