Count’s Youngest Son is a Warlock

And Run Into (2)

* * *

Two wagons stopped.

Hume quickly stepped out of the carriage and walked to the carriage where Lucion and Carson were in, as he had learned from Anthony.

‘Open the door.’

Click.

‘After opening the door, say my greetings.’

Hume opened his mouth.

“You’ve worked hard…”

Hume, who was thinking about the next thing, blinked at what had happened in the wagon.

Lucion wore strange, heavy-looking things on his arms and legs, and was holding on in a very difficult position.

What about the sweat enough to wet the floor?

What else does Carson say about posture?

Anthony had never told me about this kind of situation.

[There’s nothing to look at with weird eyes. It’s training.] Russell said, unable to hold back his fishy laughter.

Hume suddenly thought of Lucion’s request that he didn’t have to answer Russell’s words outside.

“Br, brother… Keuk.”

Lucion struggled to talk to Carson, who had forgotten to say ‘stop’ even though the wagon stopped.

“Stop.”

It wasn’t until more than 30 seconds later that Carson started talking.

Lucion sat on the chair, exhaling through his shoulders.

“I’ll go first.”

Carson got out of the wagon.

“Assist our youngest.”

Carson spoke quietly to Hume, who was lowering his head.

“Yes, young master.”

Hume replied and spoke to Lucion, who was about to collapse.

“I’ll bring something to drink.”

‘…You, you crazy guy.’

Lucion leaned deeply on the chair and breathed heavily.

I didn’t know they would train me until I arrived at the place where the gate was founded.

[You have a good brother.]

Russell nodded with a pleased smile at Lucion.

Lucion came to his senses only after drinking the water Hume had given him.

“Are you all right?” Hume asked.

Lucion shook his head.

He wasn’t okay at all.

As he staggered outside, Lucion’s eyes widened.

Ratta, who rushed over Lucion’s head, was also busy admiring.

—Woaaa!

A light of countless colors rose in an instant, piercing the sky.

The wave-like fluctuation was like the sea, and the splendor of the color resembled the quietly spreading fireworks.

[Looks like the gate is working.]

The gate where there is only in the Tesla Empire in this world.

True to its name, it was very beautiful and magnificent.

Soon, he was going to take that gate to the central capital.

Lucion clenched his fists, unwittingly inflated with anticipation.

* * *

“What’s the name of the magic bank?”

Lucion brushed off Russell as soon as he arrived at the gated village.

The magic bank where the mask was deposited was here.

[It’s about to be taken by force.]

Russell snorted in amazement.

Even though he said where it was, he never said that he would give it to Lucion.

“Aren’t I your only disciple?”

[Okay. You only mention us being disciple-master in these kinds of situations?]

“I always respect you.”

Lucion said with a smile.

[‘I can’t believe I’m this happy by such lip service.’]

Russell thought he was such an idiot.

As Lucion said, he was his only disciple.

He was probably Russell’s last disciple.

It wasn’t that he was deaf.

[‘I’ve seen a lot of warlocks being stabbed in the back by their disciples.’]

Since the human heart is not something that can be freely possessed, I tried to maintain the relationship of a teacher and a disciple in the form of a contract with Lucion.

Russell just hoped his suspicions were wrong.

“Teacher…?”

Lucion stopped walking for a moment and looked at Russell when there was no answer after calling him several times.

Ratta, who was walking side by side next to Lucion, and Hume, who was following him, also stopped.

“Did I make an unreasonable request? Then you can pretend you didn’t hear any of this.”

Lucion briefly scratched the back of Russell’s distorted expression.

It would be nice to have a mask, but I didn’t want to forcefully take it away.

[No. I wondered which bank it was. I left things in several places.]

“Are you sure about this place?”

[Straight ahead.]

Russell raised his finger and pointed in the direction.

* * *

Clink.

Instead of writing a consent form certifying that Lucion was an agent, like Luteon Magic Bank, Lucion offered money.

Looking around, the corners of the staff’s lips rose.

“Hmm.”

The employee coughed up and then gave his consent, and took a swipe of the money Lucion offered.

“Yes, you have been confirmed. Please wait a moment.”

The employee got up from his seat to pick up the goods.

‘Here… Did they say Niella Bank?’

Lucion thought of the name of the bank and soon smiled unconsciously.

‘This is the last place you should leave something behind.’

[This is the worst place. I’m glad I left it here.]

Russell had a similar idea to Lucion’s.

After a while, the employee brought a wooden box.

“This is what you were looking for.”

“Thank you.”

Lucion left the bank with a wooden box.

—Lucion. Come on, open it. Ratta is so curious.

Ratta scrambled onto Lucion’s shoulder and looked down at the box.

“Ratta, it’s rude to get on Lucion’s shoulder.”

Hume said stingingly, but Ratta only tilted her head.

—What’s wrong?

“I mean, it’s not polite.”

—Ratta is nice!

“Being nice and polite are separate things.”

Lucion opened the box, frowning at the noise of Ratta and Hume.

—Ratta… -Oooh!

Ratta screamed close to cheering as she was speaking.

Lucion’s eyes also grew bigger.

It was a black mask that covered the entire face, covering all eyes, nose, and mouth.

It looked like a robot’s face, thanks to its shiny luster.

I just liked the neat look.

“The hole is clogged… Can you breathe through here?”

Hume asked hesitantly.

[You can breathe just fine.], replied Russell.

Lucion grabbed the mask and put it in his pocket.

—Ratta wants to see more.

“Later.”

—Okay.

Ratta came down to the ground calmly, no more complaining about Lucion’s words.

[That mask isn’t just a mask, it’s an item. I’ll tell you what kind of magic you can use when you use it.]

“Yes, thank you, Teacher. I’ll use it very well.”

Lucion replied with a smile.

Getting a mask alone has reached half his goal.

Lucion pulled money out of his pocket and handed it over to Hume as he tried to head to the spot where Carson was waiting.

“What would you like me to buy?”

“If you have something you want to eat, don’t worry. I don’t want to see you holding back your patience.”

There were still more than two hours left before the gates were activated again.

I thought it wouldn’t be a bad idea to look around this town for a while.

‘I never know when I will come again.’

Lucion pulled his hood back on and walked forward.

[Will you be okay?]

Lucion nodded at Russell’s question.

At the banquet, I had to receive more intense gazes.

Without a hoodie.

‘Think of it as a period of adaptation.’

Lucion breathed in and out and walked more lightly toward the crowded market.

Then, Lucion suddenly stopped walking.

[If you think it’s still difficult, don’t hold back like an idiot and go back to where Carson is.]

Russell said, looking at Lucion’s briefly distorted expression.

‘… Red thread.’

Lucion’s gaze turned to the red thread that suddenly appeared.

I saw a man walking slowly through the crowd.

As soon as he saw him, an unknown feeling of displeasure rose.

‘Who is it?’

Lucion couldn’t tell because he only saw the back of the man’s head.

“Young master Lucion?”

Hume called Lucion lightly.

‘What is it?’

Lucion looked at the man who had disappeared among the crowd and his wet palms with the red thread behind him.

‘… Maybe a priest?’

Lucion rolled his eyes and looked at Russell.

The fact that he didn’t say anything meant at least that he wasn’t a priest.

[Look, let’s go back. We can look around again next time.]

“Yes. You look like someone who is about to die.”

Lucion raised his hand to restrain Hume.

“It’s okay. I just felt dizzy for a moment.”

Lucion smiled a little to reassure Russell because he wasn’t feeling so bad.

Russell turned to look at Ratta.

Although divine beasts were independent, Lucion and Ratta are connected and have had a slight impact.

Ratta was fine.

‘As expected… It’s not a new priest.’

[Don’t force yourself, go back immediately if your body feels abnormal.]

“Yes, I’ll keep that in mind.”

Lucion hurried the stopped steps and walked forward.

Walking slowly through the market, Lucion opened his mouth.

“What about Shen?”

Vera wrote down her information on a note and informed Hume that the knight who took the note was Shen.

“He didn’t make a big move.”

“Anything else?”

Hume thought for a moment and stopped in front of the evenly seasoned chicken skewers.

“Give me one.”

—Ratta too!

Ratta clung to Hume’s leg.

“Two, please.”

Hume corrected the order.

Soon he looked at Lucion and replied.

“I didn’t see anything special. Oh, would you like one?”

Lucion swept down his face at the question.

It was so ridiculous that he couldn’t even speak.

Aside from that, what Hume had just done was a very dangerous act that should not be done as a servant.

[Fu ha ha! I really like you, Hume!]

Russell laughed his head off.

‘I’m gonna have to teach him…’

Lucion saw an opportunity.

* * *

After going around the market for about an hour and a half, Lucion and his party went back to where the carriage was.

Yum yum.

Hume, who had chicken skewers in his hands, ate one and gave the other to Ratta on his shoulder.

The two beings really ate nonstop.

“Didn’t you say you don’t have to eat?”

Lucion remained calm and asked Hume.

“Yes. Because I am unstable, I need to be supplied with Master Lucion’s darkness to sustain me.”

Hume, who had a chicken skewer in his hand, looked really happy.

“But I’ve heard that this act is a play for me and it’s good for my mental health.”

―Ratta is eating to grow taller.

Ratta said while chewing.

The price of the two beings just ate amounted to 300,000 won.

“Hume.”

Lucion stopped for a moment after confirming that there were no people around.

“Yes, young master Lucion.”

“Put that down for a second. Ratta, you come down for a second.”

Lucion pointed to chicken skewers.

As soon as Hume lowered the chicken skewer to the ground and Ratta stepped down from his shoulder, Lucion slapped Hume on the cheek.

*Pak!*

—Eek!

Ratta was surprised.

Hume blinked as his head turned, and Russell folded his arms.

[How about letting it pass this time? He didn’t know.]

“I’m telling him now because he doesn’t know.”

If this had happened in front of Carson, it would have been the decapitation of the neck, not the cheek.

Lucion quietly called Hume.

“Hume.”

The voice was quite harsh as if scolding a child.

“I… I’m sorry.”

Hume fell on his knees as he was.

In response to Lucion’s feelings, the darkness inside him ran wild and suffered.

“The act of you cutting me off while I was still talking and being distracted by the chicken skewers a while ago is an act that should not be done to any nobleman. Wait until I’m done talking. You’re my butler, and you’ll have to remember that.”

“Yes, young master Lucion. I will never make a mistake like this again.”

Hume’s head bowed by itself.

Lucion spoke out, as usual, thinking this is enough.

“Let’s go.”

Ratta saw the chicken skewer with dirt on it.

—…Ratta’s chicken skewers.

Hume didn’t try to pick up the chicken skewers that had fallen to the ground but reacted to something that suddenly flew and caught it.

“The butler shouldn’t pick up what’s on the ground and eat it.”

At Lucion’s words, Hume was startled.

“Open it.”

At the sound of his voice, Hume carefully opened the roll of paper.

When the steaming chicken skewers appeared, Ratta smiled broadly.

—Meat!

* * *

Lucion looked at the carriages lined up to board the gate and found Carson sitting on the chair next to him.

He sprang up suddenly.

While Lucion was feeling suspicious, a roar was heard from the gate.

Kwaang!

‘That’s…’

Lucion saw a familiar figure that filled the sky in an instant.

Darkness fluttered everywhere.

[It’s a warlock!!]

At Russell’s urgent voice, Lucion slowly lowered his gaze and looked at the warlock who was emitting darkness.

‘The Warlock… appeared?’

After a moment of surprise, as if giving an urgent quest, a blue thread connected to the warlock appeared.