Count’s Youngest Son is a Warlock

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―Okay! Ratta will call him soon.

Ratta pricked up her ears and excitedly chirped in a mocking tone. 

―Ah, number 8. Number 8. This is Ratta.

Rata’s eyes rolled and stopped.

―I’ve been contacted. Ask me anything. Ratta will tell you everything.

“What is the current organizational status?”

―Kran said that he succeeded in investing in all 5 places that Lucion said.

‘Already?’

Lucion was a little surprised.

I knew that Kran was a capable person, but I didn’t expect him to do everything in just two days.

Investing is no joke.

‘It’s better than I thought.’

[If I had an assistant like that around me, I wouldn’t have had such bad luck in front of the name genius.]

Russell gulped without realizing.

“And?”

Lucion hastily hurried.

―The number of people has increased. Well, Stra is always guarding the house, and Helon is getting a job somewhere else. … What’s a job?

Rata tilted his head while talking.

“You work for money.”

―Oh! It’s Hume. Hume.

No matter how Ratta understood it, Lucion had his doubts regarding Helon’s sudden employment.

“Why did Helon suddenly get a job?”

―He went to get the information.

‘Information?’

Lucion could no longer understand Helon’s actions.

He wrote down where to invest in Kran and who to hire.

Money and manpower.

What is the information that you have to get separately even though I gave you the two most important things?

Lucion asked again, just in case Kran thought of something else.

“What information are you talking about?”

―Yes. Kran was actually the prince of the fallen kingdom, and Helon and Stra were vassals, but what about them? 

“Well, wait a minute.”

Lucion was embarrassed by the sudden story.

Kran is a prince.

It’s a fallen kingdom.

I don’t know what this is all about.

[Lucion, you… You have an amazing eye but isn’t it unusual for every person you chose?]

Russell glanced at Hume.

“It was not my intention.”

Surprised, Lucion grabbed the hem of his clothes.

Had he known that, he wouldn’t have chosen Kran.

He didn’t want to get caught up in such a serious incident.

Ratta opened her mouth excitedly again.

―So they’re looking for the reason why the kingdom was destroyed?

‘Has there been a kingdom that has fallen recently?’

Lucion pondered.

[There’s one. Keortia, a kingdom that collapsed 10 years ago.]

“I was young then. At that time I was probably….”

[No way. There’s no way the empire remembers the name of a small country.]

Lucion grinned as he saw Russell cut off his words.

“Why do you care about your age, Teacher?”

[Ghosts are also old… Hmmm. Anyway, you were pampering the prince of a country, weren’t you?]

“I haven’t heard anything, and Kran is just Kran.”

Nothing changed even if Kran was the prince of a fallen kingdom.

‘Now that I see, was it all because of his kingdom that made him so powerful?’

Lucion thought it was good.

As long as he has a clear motive for growth, his attachment to his organization will grow accordingly.

‘To deal with Kran, I need to know what information they are looking for.’

He had a ghost who was awake 24 hours a day without getting tired.

‘You have to keep preparing. Continuously.’

For his own happiness, Lucion was meant to grow and obtain everything that would protect him so that he would not fall.

He will not be swept up in the storm that will erupt in two years.

‘I should gather as much information as possible at the banquet tomorrow.’

Lucion exhaled deeply.

‘To do that, I’m going to be very busy …’

[Lucion.]

Russell suddenly called Lucion.

“Yes, teacher.”

[Don’t even think about thinking, don’t even consider going out today and stay calm.]

“I was simply thinking. I planned to remain calm today.”

Lucion smiled.

‘Phew.’

* * *

The third day of the banquet.

Lucion had to try on dozens of clothes while dealing with the maids who expressed regret over not trying on all the clothes they had prepared since dawn.

“How come you look good in everything?”

“That’s right. It’s so hard to choose. At this point, I wish there were several young masters.”

“Oh, that’s a good idea!”

Lucion’s face gradually hardened as the maids bright chatter continued for a long while.

To make you wear something.

―Are there multiple Lucion?

Ratta, who was playing with the ball, pricked up her ears.

―It’s perfect! Ratta likes Lucion! If Lucion No. 1 is busy, I should ask Lucion No. 2 to play with Ratta every day.

“Just roughly.”

Lucion stirred his hands in a troublesome way and had to hear the maidens strong will.

“No!”

“That’s right. Never!”

Lucion blinked, his eyes wide open, at the resolute words.

―Right, no! Lucion looks better dressed up!

Even Ratta shouted together.

‘What? What have I done to make you feel less distant?’

[How many rumors are flying around right now about you being blessed by a divine beast? The maids are equally ecstatic. Besides, the thick wall you used to hit every day has collapsed.]

Russell grabbed his forehead with his finger and lowered it.

[You used to be like this all the time, but now that you’re smiling, don’t you think you look very bright?]

Russell lifted his fingers as he spoke behind the scenes and smiled slightly.

Lucion slightly pointed at himself.

[Yes. Your impression has changed, so the maids are worth getting close to. You were born from the beginning…]

Russell abruptly bit his lower lip.

He didn’t seem to want to say the last word.

“I’m sorry, young master.”

When Lucion became silent, the maids soon realized that they had gone too far and bowed their heads urgently.

“No, do whatever you want.”

Lucion sighed and responded. 

When else will there be such a big banquet?

Lucion decided to move on just today because he couldn’t help being excited.

“Thank you for your generosity.”

At that point, the maids resumed their chatter and concentrated on choosing clothes.

Lucion sat with his eyes closed.

He didn’t believe their laughter and words.

He didn’t know when he was going to hit his head again.

* * *

Lucion seemed suffocating for a moment.

The stares that poured out as soon as I got off the wagon were the first I’d ever received.

Favor.

Envy.

Period.

‘It’s unpleasant…’

‘Get off right away.’ Lucion wanted to yell. 

‘Should I really say it?’

[Lucion.]

Russell urgently called Lucion.

Seeing his face full of plans, he instantly became anxious.

[No matter what you think, you can’t do that.]

Russell sighed as he noticed Lucion’s slightly twisted lips, indicating that he had given up.

Lucion was out of the way for Carson.

Carson sounded upset as soon as he got off the wagon.

“It’s louder than yesterday.”

“You don’t have to come, do you?”

“What can we do about the rumors?”

Carson spoke about the work of Viscount Horaon.

“Personally, I feel relieved. It’s unfortunate.”

“What was disappointing?”

“I thought it would feel great if I, rather than a knight, defeated the knight.”

“It wasn’t a knight, so it only tarnished your honor. It’s a good thing.”

“Isn’t Heint-hyung coming today?”

“Why, no. He seems to be busy with the Knights.”

Carson paused for a moment, remembering Lucion’s desire to get to know Heint and changed his words.

“Go ahead.”

Carson advised Lucion to go first.

It was different from the first day.

Today was a day when Lucion could draw attention.

Lucion nodded at Carson’s advice and took the lead.

A person who has been blessed by God.

Honorary priesthood.

He got his hands on these two, but has not yet made an official announcement at the Great Light Temple.

However, ever since the divine beast stunned Lucion, rumors that he had received the divine beast’s blessing seemed to spread as quickly as they could.

The nobles were busy saying, ‘Child of Light,’ whenever Lucion passed by.

‘My previous rumors have definitely disappeared.’

Lucion was annoyed by the words of nobles who spoke other than the occasional titles, but this kind of favor seemed perfect for omitting proper information.

‘It’s a buffet. Information buffet.’

It would be fun to choose and eat.

[… How can you call a warlock a child of light? I seem to be hearing all sorts of things in my life.]

Unlike the words, the corners of Russell’s mouth were raised high.

Whatever the disciple’s praise was, he was happy.

* * *

“It’s here, young master Lucion.”

As soon as Tella saw Lucion, she waved her hand happily.

The third-day banquet was held in the auditorium.

The number of priests guarding the auditorium more than doubled, most likely due to concern, but the light inside was weaker than before, making it easier to breathe.

But that didn’t mean it was okay.

I still felt nauseous and unpleasant.

Lucion greeted Tella.

“Nice to meet you, Lady Tella.”

Carson also greeted Tella and fell back.

“Are you okay, young master? You need to rest today. Is it okay to come out like this?”

“It seems that I only hear these words from you every time. But now it’s fine. On the contrary, I am very sorry for not being able to come out the next day.”

“No. There are many more banquets in the future. Therefore…”

Tella paused.

She also appeared to be embarrassed by the slightly overwhelming gaze.

Lucion Cronia is now receiving the most attention.

“A-Are you okay? Young master, if you don’t mind, should we move?”

Tella lowered her voice.

The auditorium’s interior was cool, but she could see Lucion’s face sweating.

At the first meeting, at the second, and even at the banquet, he was always like this.

It was tense. It felt like something was eroded.

“It’s okay. I have to stay here today.”

Tella noticed the meaning.

But she still didn’t feel comfortable.

As for the Cronia family, they knew about the fact that the Great Light Temple sends invitations even if they didn’t invite them.

Still, she didn’t feel good because she thought that her desire to repay the kindness might have forced him to come to the banquet because he was having a hard time earlier.

“Young master.”

“Say it.”

“I…”

“I get hot easily.”

At Lucion’s words, Tella looked at him for a moment.

What a caring person he is.

Tella smiled confidently, deciding to not bring it up anymore.

“So… I can definitely help you today. My ears are pretty bright.”

“I sincerely look forward to it.”

Lucion smiled with his eyes.

There was no better time for information exchange than the banquet.

There may be a mixture of lies and disturbances, but the quality of information was certainly high.

Why would I refuse to choose information on my own?

* * *

“You’re mistaken. I am aware that the mine owner is a client of our bank. It is not worthwhile to invest in. How much debt do you owe?”

“… Hmm. It’s better to trust half that information. Debt or funds are acceptable, but the exact product has not yet been released.”

“Ah! It’s fine here. Nonetheless, it’s a place that piques my interest.”

Tella filtered out reliable information from the aristocrats with her knowledge.

She was familiar with the fundamentals of communicating with people, with their names known in advance.

Her real weapons were information and people.

Tella was gone for a while, and Lucion took a breath in the corner drinking Hume’s beverage.

As I walked around all day, the sky darkened and the soles of my feet throbbed.

‘I got quite a lot of information.’

There was so much information that I couldn’t believe it was all in one day.

Among them, it was a great harvest to know where the characters who appeared in the novel are now.

‘I really needed that information.’

[Lucion.]

Russell called him with a slightly stiff voice and moved his head to the left.

‘I was wondering why you were passing by quietly.’

Lucion saw a group coming to him.

The distance was quite far, but it stood out because everyone was red, perhaps drunk.

‘Yeah, that’s the kind of guy we need in a real banquet.’

Lucion was pleased to see their faces.

There was a mix of people who could use the information Tella gave me right now.

‘Did he say that one of his businesses is doing very well?’

Lucion glanced at the man with the tail in the center.