Chapter 39 - Unbaptized Black Beast

It was the morning of the second day that the situation was completely settled.

The bodies of the dead knights and servants were well recovered, and all the assassins who broke into the Duke of Wensgrey were also caught.

Most of them died in Henriette's hands, and only two are said to be still locked up in prison with their lives on the line.

Both Avelle and Camillean were safe, and Henriette was not injured.

It is said that the assassins who attacked the castle were a group of talented people.

In particular, they were professional assassins against powerful wizards such as Henriette.

But they overlooked Henriette's skills too much. Even if they were magical opponents, they thought they could handle him.

Avelle didn't just learn a sword for a year or two, and metal didn't work on his body in the first place thanks to his protection.

Camillean was also in danger, but he was able to be safe thanks to Avelle, who came straight to his room after dealing with the assassin.

And Carlyx.

"…I don't remember well… I even remember that the bean came to the room and threw a vase at the head of the assassin…"

Fortunately or unfortunately, I don't think he remember yesterday properly.

Sitting on the bed at the clinic in the castle, he wrapped his broken arms and legs with a bandage.

He is gradually recovering his bones by wearing a magic tool that looks like a round metal ring on his arms and legs.

Carlyx, who was continuing the story, glanced at me and asked in an awkward way.

"…But beans, what's wrong with your eyes?"

"… You don't have to know."

Sniff. I'm still sniffing.

Henriette hugged me all night and gave me a sweet hug, but my eyes were swollen because I kept crying until I fell asleep.

Henriette, who is now sitting me on his lap, was shocked by the dawn and was in a state of great anger.

He said he would force himself to further strengthen gender boundaries and issue new training instructions from knights soon. In addition, he also said that he will give some strength to the ghost servants.

And in a little while, he will leave to catch the Marquis of Alpeir, who was identified as the culprit.

"I won't kill him beautifully. The group of assassins will also take root and set an example, and I will hit their heads with these hands one by one."

Finally, a question came back to me.

So it's how I was in Carlyx's room. And how I've survived.

I couldn't tell you everything honestly, so I roughly looked around.

"Just, the assassin did it."

"Are you saying he killed himself?"

Avelle looked at me with a worried face and asked.

The sight of the assassin's death, which remained in my head like a shock, revived. Honestly, it was hard to say it was okay.

"Woong, just, red flesh was scattered in pieces…"

"…to be ruined."

In rare cases, Henriette made a face, swearing, and covered my swollen eyes with one hand and touched them. There was also a sigh around.

I just leaned my face over his hand. I wanted to stop crying now, but after yesterday, I kept crying.

But now everyone hasn't asked me for a more detailed explanation.

It was a relief that I had nothing more to lie about. I can't say that the king of the Holy Spirit has come.

Even the King of the Holy Spirit manipulates people's memories and deceives their eyes, pretending to be a prince who died a few years ago.

Ennys said that I would have been shocked a lot this time, so it wouldn't work with ordinary counseling.

Upon hearing the story, Henriette immediately contacted the magicians belonging to the Imperial Palace, who were fluent in spiritual magic, to bring them to the castle.

He seemed to be trying to implement magical mental therapy because it would not be possible with ordinary counseling.

Shortly after that, Henriette immediately left the castle.

To subdue the marquis of Alpeir, and to track the home of the assassins.

Likewise, Avelle, who seemed quite angry at the dawn incident, left together, saying he would help.

Camillean stayed in the clinic for a while and chatted as if trying to lighten the mood with a bright face, but the number of yawning gradually increased.

Eventually, he got up from his seat.

"Oh, I'm sleepy. Is it because I stayed up all night? You didn't sleep well, did you? Should I go to sleep with my little sister?"

Just in time, I was still less tired.

So I thought I'd do what he said, but it bothered Carlyx, who was still sitting with his limbs treated with magic tools.

I shook my head after thinking for a while.

"No, then you're the only one left alone. Millie oppa, hurry up and go to sleep."

"Awe, our Lotty doesn't know how pretty she is…"

Camillean hugged me tightly.

Then he yawned a lot, stroked my head, and left. He seemed very tired, too.

Only me and Carlyx are left in the clinic.

He didn't talk to me, but was looking only at the magic tools worn on his arms and legs.

It was seen that the broken bone was naturally restored, but it was not necessary to look at it for a long time.

Instead, I still tried to get my head together.

'…The king of Holy Spirit, did he really have no intention of hurting me?'

I thought that casually.

Wouldn't he really just want to be friends with me?

When it comes to Spirits, it's basically a monster. So I don't think we'll be friends with each other.

Moreover, he said he was the king.

Is that why you were lonely?

To the point where you want to have a human kid as your friend?

'…More than that, the original work is really twisted.'

Obviously, the King of the Holy Spirit was the one who would mark the end of the novel I wrote with the world's collapse as the ending.

That's exactly what I was planning. It was a novel that I wrote.

However, the emergence of its existence also means that the world's clocks have begun to move in earnest.

Avelle is the most significant villain in the early part of the original.

At that time, he was 18 years old and just became an adult, and now he is 15 years old.

In other words, there are still three years left before the original work begins, but why is the final boss already coming out?

King of the Holy Spirit was only going to be mentioned, but he was not going to appear properly until the second half of the novel.

What decisively calls him out and leads the world to collapse is.

It's my father, Henriette.

'It's complicated.'

It was too far from the original novel. I frowned and raised a series of questions about him.

·····Oops, I think he would come.

"No, I didn't think about Kian. I didn't want it yet.'

I don't know if this idea will reach him, but I thought desperately.

Please don't come. Please. I'm still so scared.

"Hey."

I held onto my very complicated head, and Carlyx suddenly called me.

When I saw him with round eyes, Carlyx continued to talk without looking at me.

"Come to think of what you did last night without fear."

Carlyx said he remembers me throwing a vase at the killer yesterday.

When they heard that, I don't know how surprised Henriette, as well as Avelle and Camillean were.

"It was dangerous."

But I have no regrets about the action.

When I stared at him, Carlyx, who was full of frowning, stared back at me.

"Even if it's dangerous, a kid like you shouldn't help at all. If that happens again next time, just go and call father."

Hey, I helped you at best, and that's what you're going to say?

I did it because I wanted to, but it was a little unfair to see Carlyx angry.

I stretched my shoulders with a sullen face.

"Okay. You don't like me, so I won't do that again."

I deliberately said it openly with a sad face. Yeah, there's nothing I can do about it if you don't like it.

I should just throw away the painting of Carlyx.

That's what I think and try to stand up.

"...who doesn't like it?"

I heard a very small voice, so I stopped moving.

Carlyx made eye contact with me, mumbled for a moment, and quickly spoke clearly again.

"It's because a small thing keeps fiddling in front of me, bothering me…"

As soon as I stared at him, he became talkative for some reason.

"No, in the first place, do you know how many people try to fool my family? I heard that there was such a thing in the past, but suddenly showing up as my younger sister is the first kid I've ever seen. It is strange that the brothers and the scary father are acting like mesmerized people…"

I couldn't help but be surprised. That's why you kept treating me like that?

Indeed, since there are so many enemies in the family, it seems that even young Carlyx would have had no choice but to be sensitive.

I'm going to be the sister who suddenly appeared to him.

"I thought… my family would never be able to get close to each other."

Carlyx was brain-blinded with a gloomy face.

But he suddenly said as if he was choked up.

"Anyway, if that happens, just go. I got protection. Yesterday, I was caught off guard. If you didn't come, I could have bitten him and killed him right away!"

"…Then, was I interrupting you?"

"That…"

He seemed to be trying to answer right away, but hesitated for a moment and spat it out violently.

"Yeah, it was a disturbance!"

"Then, you're not grateful?"

"…?"

"Thanks to me, you were okay even if you let your guard down. Aren't you going to say thank you?"

Seeing that he hasn't dealt with the situation right away at dawn, he doesn't seem to have been able to properly deal with protection yet.

It wouldn't be normal if he went all the way to the tower to control it, but it's certain that I helped him, right?

And even if there's a reason, every mean thing he did to me is not forgiven.

"······Uh, uhm··········."

Carlyx began to hesitate as if to say something.

I immediately raised my head and looked straight at him.

Oh, are you trying to say thank you?

"W… what are you talking about?"

That's right. You're stubborn!

"Grumpy!"

"What? Do you know a bean?"

"I don't know a bean! The smallest brother!"

"You're the smallest one!"

"No! You're the smallest one among us! You're the smallest. You're the meanest. It's a little louder bean!"

"This!"

I heard a knock outside the door.

"Lady Rossette, the wizard from the castle has arrived. The master also ordered young master Carlyx to be treated together."

Henriette seemed to have paid attention to him yesterday when he heard that even Carlyx was in danger.

Upon hearing that, Carlyx looked blank for a while as if he couldn't believe it, and hesitated to release a metal magic tool from his arms and legs.

He moved his legs a few times and just jumped under the bed. I think all the broken bones are better.

First, I saw Carlyx going outside and sticking his tongue out against his back, but he looked back.

Hyeop, I put my tongue in right away.

But Carlyx looked at me and said it with a clear voice.

"Why aren't you following me?"

"Huh?"

"You said you had to go, too."

Carlyx seemed a little hesitant, but he quickly reached out one hand to me.

"…I didn't say thank you."

Then, he said slightly grumbling, keeping his eyes fixed outside the door.

Only then did I realize one fact.

Until now, I thought Avelle looked the most like Henriette, just by looking at his face.

In this way, in terms of personality, the most similar to Henriette is Carlyx.

"Yes!"

I quickly grabbed Carlyx's hand before he changed his mind.

Of course, our stride did not fit well.

Carlyx grumbled wholeheartedly to follow him quickly, but slowed down a little.

The fact that Carlyx seemed to have opened up a little bit, I was able to put aside my complicated mind for a moment.

The picture I was going to throw away was also taken out of the trash can in my heart.

"I have something to give you later."

"What?"

"Secret."

What would Carlyx react if he received the picture?

He didn't seem to be interested, but I was slightly looking forward to it.