NOVEL WEB chapter 116
Chapter 41, Dog
“Just a… viscount’s second son!”
“Something that can’t even inherit a title!”
“Get out of here, there’s no place for you!”
“This fool, can’t even fight back? Haha…”
A swaying image.
Mocking shadows.
A toppled bucket.
Soles caked with filth.
Pain, anger, numbness…
And blood.
Like a nightmare.
Like darkness.
Once thought it would never end.
Once thought I had already grown accustomed.
Until.
“Why don’t you fight back?”
Golden hair shining.
Eyes defiant.
Like the sun.
“They’ve bullied you like this, why don’t you retaliate?”
“Because… I’m just the second son of a viscount.”
“Viscount? Ah, I see. Then… if I give you a higher position, would you dare to fight back?”
A higher position?
Of course, I would.
It’s not that I can’t beat them; it’s just that…
“Hmm, I understand now. In that case…”
The blond man extended his hand, “Are you willing to be my dog?”
“Dog?”
“Exactly, a dog.
I’m not very smart, and I have a bad temper. There are always some people who flatter me on the surface while criticizing me behind my back.
Therefore, I need a dog, one that will bite wherever I point, without questioning my commands.”
“What’s in it for me?”
“What’s in it for you?”
The blond man seemed to smile.
“The benefit is that from now on, even when you hit a dog, you must consider its master.”
“So, do you agree? Eamon Biandi.”
……
……
“Did you have that dream again?”
In the dim, dilapidated wooden cabin, Eamon woke up from the wooden bed riddled with several large holes.
Light filtered through the gaps in the cabin walls, bringing in motes of dust, revealing the disheveled and haggard look on his face.
“Am I… still holding hope for that kind of thing?”
He got up and walked to the wall.
Staring at the portrait of the blond man on the wall, his gaze momentarily lost, then instantly transformed into an anger that seemed capable of burning everything to ashes.
“No!”
“That kind of thought, I have long since discarded!”
“Now, all I have is hatred!”
“I hate you, Munen Campbell!”
He punched the already scarred and marked tattered portrait, and with a bang, the entire little wooden cabin shook.
Countless particles of dust fell, like rain, engulfing him.
He awkwardly withdrew his hand.
“Knock, knock.”
A sound echoed from outside the door.
Eamon instantly became alert, cautiously making his way along the wall to the door, straining to listen:
“Who is it?”
“Me.” The voice was familiar.
Eamon let out a sigh of relief.
He opened the door, and a gaunt, monkey-like face came into view.
“I’ve done everything you asked me to!”
As soon as he saw Eamon, the monkey face spoke impatiently.
“Done?”
Eamon’s eyes lit up. “Quick, let me see the results!”
“Right here.”
The monkey face produced a square magical device.
With a gentle press, an image unfolded before Eamon, like a projection.
Though the angle and lighting made the image somewhat blurry and shaky, it was still clear that it depicted a scene from a martial arts class.
Eamon leaned in, eagerly watching everything that transpired in the image.
When he saw Mu En being accused and attacked by many, he clapped his hands in excitement.
“Yes, just like that! Expose his facade, bring him back to his true self! No matter how he changes, he’s still that arrogant, useless young master!
Ha! Look at his face, it’s as ugly as a kid who’s just had his candy stolen!”
But as he spoke, his expression turned sorrowful, his brows drooping weakly, like a stray dog drenched in rain.
“No, no, this isn’t Young Master Mu En! This isn’t Young Master Mu En! If it were Young Master Mu En, he would definitely, definitely, definitely make me break the legs of those who dared to say such things! He could never tolerate this.
This isn’t Young Master Mu En!”
He grew angry again, smashing the magical device to pieces.
“Ah, my Shadow Projector!”
The monkey face looked mournfully at the pile of debris on the ground.
This thing wasn’t cheap; it had cost him eight thousand Amirs.
The monkey face gritted his teeth and looked at Eamon:
“Alright, I’ve done what I needed to do, now pay up!”
“What do you mean done? Isn’t Mu En Campbell in a complete mess?”
“I’ve done my best! Do you know the danger I faced stirring up those people’s emotions in secret? If I got caught, it would be over for me! Even the student council president showed up, and I suspect she saw me!”
“That’s your business!”
“What do you mean, my business? From the very start, your demands have been completely unreasonable, okay?
To be honest, if it weren’t for the huge gambling debt I owe recently, I would never even consider taking on such a dangerous job!
To ruin Mu En Campbell’s reputation? To expose his true self? If it were the old him, I wouldn’t even need to go through all this trouble to sow discord; his reputation was already in tatters.
But now, everyone knows he’s like a different person. Spreading rumors and whispers is one thing, but taking it a step further is absolutely impossible!
Do you know? After that, he used the power of the duke’s son to make those people back down. I thought they would be skinned alive no matter what, but in the end, he just made them apologize!
Just an apology!
Those people were so scared they were like quails, and Mu En Campbell simply made them bow their heads, threw in a bunch of moral lessons, and let them go.
Afterward, those people were all crying their eyes out, wishing they could worship Mu En Campbell to thank him for his mercy!
How am I supposed to continue after this?”
“That’s… that’s nonsense!”
Eimon’s face turned red as he shouted angrily:
“The person you’re talking about is not even Young Master Mu En!”
“Are you freaking out? One moment it’s Mu En Campbell, the next it’s Young Master Mu En?”
The monkey-faced man shouted back:
“Anyway, hurry up and pay up, or I’ll expose your whereabouts! Those people and the student council are all looking for you!”
“I…”
Eimon’s expression suddenly fell, and he reached into his pocket, fumbling for a while before finally pulling out a stack of bills.
The monkey-faced man took the bills and counted them, and his expression changed instantly.
“Only thirty thousand? Didn’t we agree on two hundred thousand?”
“I… I only have this much.”
“You’re a noble’s son, and you can’t even come up with two hundred thousand?”
“My family thinks I offended Mu En Campbell and was abandoned by him, so…”
Eimon’s lips trembled:
“They cut off my finances.”
“Damn it!”
The monkey-faced man grabbed Eimon by the collar,
“If you have no money, then go do something about it. Aren’t you…”
But halfway through, he suddenly froze.
At this moment, he finally noticed how disheveled this man, who had once been somewhat famous in the academy, looked now.
“Damn.”
The monkey-faced man forcefully shoved Aemon to the ground and spat on him.
“What Campbell wolf? Without Campbell, you’re just a dog.”
After saying this, he stuffed the money into his pocket and walked away without looking back.
Aemon hung his head in despair, letting the spit run down his face.
Time passed second by second, and Aemon seemed to turn into a statue.
At that moment, light was suddenly obscured, and a figure hidden in a black robe appeared before him.
“Aemon Biandi.”
“Who are you?”
Aemon raised his eyes and could barely make out that beneath the wide black robe was a woman.
“Who I am isn’t important; what’s important is that I know you’ve always wanted to take revenge on the Mun Campbell who abandoned you, yet you lack the courage.”
The robed figure took out a vial of potion and placed it in front of Aemon, speaking in a tempting tone:
“And I can help you.”