Chapter 87 – 087. Maehwa Swordsman Reincarnated in the Count Family
087. Maehwa sword reincarnated in the count family
“Chief Hascent.”
“Yes. Young master Eugene.”
Even though it wasn’t a very loud call, Hascent answered and approached. It makes sense that he overheard the entire conversation.
“The butler. What I just heard… Forget everything.”
For the time being, I was thinking of keeping Hascent’s mouth shut. There was no way to completely shut Hascent’s mouth right now.
“All right.”
Hascent answered calmly as always. I want to believe him, but I can’t believe him without good reason. Hascent is not mine. He has to work slowly to make Hasent my man, or kill him where he sees fit.
‘Nothing is easy.’
What Hascent really wants is not revealed in the original story. To kill? He’s a former Assassin’s Master, so it can’t be easy.
‘Like Kyle, let’s gift him a wiretap and a transmitter and keep an eye on him until the opportunity presents itself.’
I headed towards the back of the treehouse where YuRia was hiding. As expected, Hascent followed me.
“Princess Eugene.”
“Yes. Please tell me.”
I stopped and looked back at Hascent. He is still an old butler with a look that doesn’t know what he’s thinking.
“Later… Could you spare some time for me?”
It was a solo request.
I’m kind of surprised. It was because I didn’t know that Hascent would tell me this directly. Because he always acted passively.
I don’t know the reason for the request to live alone. Do you have anything to gain from me? First of all, there will be nothing to do with the crazy thing that tries to kill me. Blackmailing me to extort money? I don’t think Hascent would do such a foolish thing.
“All right. Let’s wait a little bit and find some time.”
I answered. In a little while you will learn Hascent’s purpose.
I hurried my steps again and headed for Yuria.
Back of the house. Yuria, who was hiding in a pile of wood, bowed her head as soon as she saw me.
“This is Yuria Grace.”
“This is your master, Eugene Pruckus.”
Calling her name again, I approached her.
I was honestly a bit disappointed.
Yuria, portrayed in the original work, is a beautiful woman with outstanding beauty. If it’s her face, it’s her face. Body if her body. She doesn’t fall for either one. It is mentioned that her breasts are large.
‘… I can understand. Because that description depicts the appearance of Yuria in the second half of the novel. Roughly 10 years from now? Because it has to pass that much. However…. The real girl turns into a stunning beauty just like the description in the novel?’
The current Yuria was taller than me. She’s roughly one head taller than hers. It’s only natural that she’s older than me. In addition, I have a sick setting, so I have to take into account that my growth is slower than others.
‘She’s so skinny that you can see her bones. It wouldn’t be strange if I starved to death right away…. Her eyes are alive again.’
Her body was thinner than the skinny models seen overseas in reality. It was like seeing a patient with anorexia.
Even beggars in the city wouldn’t be like this.
I can understand this too. Because this town is poor. Come to think of it, the body of her mother, Nell Lyns, was also very thin.
‘Since Nell Lyns was a knight… She must have learned how to breathe mana.’
Contrary to her appearance, she wouldn’t be in a dangerous state if she had learned how to breathe mana properly.
‘Your chest is a cliff that’s less than an A cup.’
It seems that the time for the second sexual characteristics to come has already passed a long time ago. I approached her feeling her distrust of her original work.
‘Your skin is white. It’s not that I didn’t do most of the field work. Does this mean she doesn’t go out of the house at all?’
Commoners rarely had white skin. This is because, in commoner families, children work even if they do not have a coming-of-age ceremony. From simple housework to field work and so on.
‘Except for being too skinny, there doesn’t seem to be any disease or wounds.’
I stretched out my hand towards YuRia.
Even when Yuria looked at my hand, she didn’t flinch or avoid it. She calmly accepted my hand without changing her expression. I liked that he understood my subject well.
A handful of Yuria’s frizzy gray hair was placed on my hand. I ran my fingers through her hair. The gray ash from her hair flakes off, revealing her original blue-silver hair.
The ashes were buried in the hair to hide the original hair color.
‘Blue-silver hair and blue eyes. It is a characteristic of the direct descendant of the Helbrites. That’s Yuria Grace.’
Of course, just because you have blue-silver hair and a byeok-an doesn’t necessarily mean you belong to the Hellbrit family. Because this fantasy world was full of people with hair of all colors. There are people with purple hair as well as pink hair.
Even in the town of Putters, where Count Pruckus’s mansion is located, if you find someone with blue-silver hair and dark skin, you’ll find 30 people.
“Yuria.”
“Yes. Master.”
“I’m sorry, but I need to hide for a while.”
“It is familiar.”
I went back to her reality for a moment and took her oversized black blanket and her coat from her inventory and put them on her.
He intends to thoroughly hide Yuria’s existence from the Flune Knights. I want to do the same for Hascent, but I can’t help it.
“To be here.”
“Yes.”
I turned and looked at Hascent. Hascent was quietly watching me.
“The butler. This job….”
“Yes. I didn’t see anything.”
“…….”
Cooperation is good for me. Although I can’t believe it.
‘Suddenly, the knights must have finished organizing the thieves. I’ll have to get in on the tidying up too. It would be easier to manipulate them.’
I headed to the center of Artel Village with Hasent.
•••
The 20 Knights of Flune, who had captured all the Pprek bandits alive, were enjoying smoking with cigarettes in their mouths.
As I approached, Hent threw the cigarette butt on the floor and spoke to me with a confident expression.
“As you like, 32 bandits. All of them were captured.”
“You’ve worked hard, Sir Embis. Did anyone die or miss anything?”
“What do you see us as? No missed ones, no dead ones at our hands. However, there are some thieves who died at the hands of the villagers before we came.”
I nodded and listened to him.
“Are any of the knights injured?”
Hent’s face hardened at my thoughtless question.
“Gongja. That is an insult to us. Do you think we’ll get hurt by bandits?”
“… I’m sorry. It was a mistake.”
“No. It’s been a long time since I’ve been in practice… I was a bit sensitive too.”
“As an apology, let’s have a Korean barbecue tonight. It will be a fun pork belly party.”
I need to get some other world gukbbong coins.
“Korean BBQ… ? Pork belly? What else is that?”
“Didn’t I explain Korea the other day? A country that existed in ancient times.”
“Yes. I heard that chicken and ramen are Korean food.”
“Korean samgyeopsal is in no way inferior to chicken and ramen, so you can look forward to it. If you’re a meat lover, you might prefer it to chicken.”
Hent swallowed a gulp. That’s obvious. You will be reminded of the taste of chicken and ramen.
“… Not falling behind chicken and ramen… This truly Korea does not disappoint me.”
“Well. Korea has an excellent food culture. It must have been a mukbang for no reason.”
“Eating show… ? What else is that?”
“It’s part of the food culture.”
Roughly explained. There is no concept of broadcasting in this world, so it was impossible to explain.
After that, I looked around the captured thieves. They were tied tightly to ropes, but most of them had broken limbs, and they were all disarmed and wearing only simple clothes.
Among the thieves, I looked at a red-haired man with broken arms and legs. His mouth is gagged and his left ear is missing. This guy is a prepreg.
Pre Prek is glaring at me with his eyes wide open.
“A very defiant look. Do you like it.”
I grinned.
In my mind, I wanted to properly show what an eagle soccer kick is, but I endured it. It should be Yuria, not me, who will deal with this guy.
“Gongja. How about killing some? Anyway, they are sentenced to death.”
Hent said. His opinion was valid. They are already criminals. Even if I execute them, no one will say anything. I am the son of the high lord and they are thieves.
“No. They are the ones who invaded the Purcus Territory. It cannot be easily killed.”
“…… Young master is surprisingly scary.”
“Was my decision wrong?”
“No. That’s right. As a direct descendant of the Purcus family, Young master made the right decision. No one will criticize you.”
“That sounds good. Are all the villagers dead?”
“Nine women. 3 men. A total of 12 people survived. It seems that they intended to capture and sell them as slaves. I put them there.”
I looked at where Hent was pointing.
There were commoners in pitiful clothes gathered there. The off-white wasn’t that great. It is doubtful whether selling them as slaves will make money because their bodies are so skinny.
“What will you do with them?”
“Leave it alone. I will take care of it.”
I turned my attention away from them. I had no intention of reaping them. There is no reason for that.
“The corpses in the village… Don’t make up separately. It may be annoying, but will the Lords help you?”
“Yes. Of course.”
Commoners in this world cremate the corpse when it is discovered. There are rumors that monsters and beasts come to eat the corpses, but the biggest reason is that the corpses can become undead. Being undead is dangerous to the living, so it was a precedent to burn a corpse right away.
“I will bring them together and cremate them.”
“… No. I’m sorry, but I’ll gather my family and make up. Shouldn’t we have at least some courtesy towards the dead?”
“All right. They will appreciate the mercy of Young master.”
The knights started moving.
Of course, there was a reason for the decision to cremate the body separately.
“The butler.”
“Yes. Young master. Can I prepare a suitable corpse for you?”
Hascent understood what I didn’t say.
I will get a suitable corpse and fake Yuria’s death. And the surviving villagers and knights will be the witnesses.
“…… Please.”
“Yes. It is not difficult.”
The village is currently very cluttered, so it would be easy to steal a corpse. In the case of camouflage, it would be difficult to recognize if the body was mutilated and covered with a cloth.
Hascent started moving quietly.
I stepped back a bit and stood still to watch them.
Some of the knights are watching the thieves. Villagers assist the knight in cremating the body.
After. Smoke rises here and there along with the sobbing of the villagers.
•••
Before cremating the corpses disguised as Nell Lyns and Yuria, I asked the villagers around.
“Does anyone know this woman’s name? Several bandits were killed by this woman. He has excellent swordsmanship skills.”
The commoners looked into each other’s eyes. I made an impression. I only asked for your name, but is that an unanswerable question?
When the atmosphere was not serious, a woman answered quickly.
“Ke, I heard her name is Kelia. Be well.”
“…… Heard?”
“Well, that’s because our town is a bit special… There is no interaction between neighbors. Be well.”
I understand.
Because this town is a town of fugitives. It is natural to be reluctant even if you are a neighbor.
And Nell Lyns was a wise woman. She didn’t tell the villagers her real name, and even people in the same situation would not easily believe her.
How did the Duke of Hellbrit find traces of Nell Lyns?
I thought for a moment before opening my mouth.
“Right. There was a dead woman in the house. Was she this woman’s daughter?”
“Yes. She was told that she had a daughter with leprosy. Her name is La, Lara? It seems to have been.”
“The body is badly mutilated. Does anyone remember Lara’s face?”
“I am a leper… I never saw them come out of the house.”
I nodded.
Leprosy in this world is not as terrifying as it was in the Middle Ages. Because the Mage Tower sells a cure for leprosy. However, because the price is a bit high, beggars and the poor cannot buy medicine for leprosy.
Nell Lins hid Yuria very well. She is also a wise woman.
‘It made things easier.’
The villagers knew nothing. Even if the Duke of Hellbrit tortured them, they wouldn’t be able to find out any information about Yuria.
As I cremated Nell Lyns’ body, I glanced behind her. She is where Yuria is hiding.
What is she thinking as she watches her mother’s makeup from afar.
