Count’s Youngest Son is a Warlock Chapter 132 - To the Auction House (2)
‘…What’s wrong with the red thread?’
For a moment, Lucion confusedly wiped the blood that flowed from his mouth again because of Heint’s light.
“Tsk.”
Heint was surprised and looked at the shiny object on Lucion’s arm and crumpled his face at once.
“Lucion, you…!”
The light he felt was the light that Lucion used.
Lucion, who was allergic to divine power, used a bracelet with light.
“Are you crazy?”
No matter how politely he tried to speak, Heint couldn’t stand it at all.
[…Oh.]
It was what Russell wanted to say all along, so he looked at Lucion’s face with a relieved expression.
He was on the verge of getting pissed off.
‘You used light, too…’
Looking at the tightened red thread, Lucion managed to contain his anger.
“…Hume. Back off.”
Hume backed off immediately.
He stepped back with a grim expression.
“Sigh.”
Heint also tried to calm his anger.
In any case, he had used the light too, and in the aftermath, he saw blood trickling down Lucion’s mouth.
It was obvious what came first.
“Not here, just sit down. I’ll call the doctor first. I’ll hear your story afterward.”
Looking at Heint trying to get out of the bathtub, Lucion thought.
The red thread tightened.
What are the conditions?
‘I’ve already confirmed that being friendly with Heint is not the answer. What else do I need?’
Lucion ran to Heint and tried to catch him.
When the towel that covered Lucion’s mouth fell, the traces of blood spilling around his mouth were revealed.
“Brother…”
He didn’t mean to, but when he suddenly ran, he felt like his head was spinning, so he held Heint more desperately and reached out.
As Hume supported Lucion’s back, Heint looked back in surprise.
“Lucion! That was dangerous! Why did you suddenly run?”
The red thread was still tight.
‘…Do I have to be a weakling in Heint’s eyes? Is that why?’
Lucion thought hastily.
If he was an ordinary person who couldn’t do anything, could Heint suspect that he was the culprit if he got involved in any incident?
But the red thread didn’t get cut off.
‘I’m going crazy. What else do I need here?’
Lucion’s face distorted.
Even Carson was entangled in the red thread, so he felt like a knife was touching his throat.
“No, Lucion. I’m your escort. You can’t hide this.”
Heint’s heart was shaken by Lucion’s distorted expression.
– If I get closer to the light, won’t I be able to accept it someday?
It was because he was uselessly reminded of what Lucion had said back then.
He felt his desperation then, but he didn’t expect Lucion to go this far.
“Brother.”
Lucion called Heint in a grave tone again.
Heint’s words had just brought him to his senses.
He couldn’t handle what would happen if this reached Carson or Novio’s ears.
He should put out the urgent fire first.
“I’m all right.”
Lucion soothed Heint.
“I was just checking for the auction house just in case.”
Certainly, as Lucion said, the scale of the light he felt was not that great.
Was it really just for checking?
As Heint was getting swayed, Lucion hit the nail with his next words.
“I don’t want to worry Father and Brother about something like this. This will also affect Young Lady Tella.”
It was a big deal that he vomited blood, but if they looked at the incident itself, it was intertwined with the bracelet that Haint was supposed to keep secret.
He had to overturn his promise to keep the existence of the bracelet a secret, and if that happened, it would come back to Tella.
“Let’s sit down for now. Sit down and talk.”
Heint opened the door and waited.
Regardless of whether Lucion’s words were real or fake, his face was pale.
It wasn’t until Lucion sat on the sofa that Heint spoke.
“Don’t you really need to call a doctor?”
“You already know. There is no medicine for this allergy. Moreover, even if a doctor comes, they will only prescribe painkillers.”
Heint took a deep breath at Lucion’s answer, then spoke in embarrassment.
“…Lucion. Uh, I’m sorry I yelled at you.”
“It’s fine. I’m sorry I surprised you.”
Lucion smiled.
“Then, I will bring some water to drink.”
Hume handed Lucion a handkerchief and left the room.
“Brother, what happened today…”
“I know, but Lucion. Don’t ever do that again. Do you know how many people I’ve seen who died of allergies?”
“Brother. I want to live a long life. For a very long time.”
He wouldn’t die from this.
Lucion swallowed and wiped his mouth with a towel.
“By the way, what brought you out so early in the morning?”
“I was on my way from checking the auction house. You weren’t awake, I went near your room to let Hume know in advance, and I felt the power of light, so it ended up like this.”
Heint looked embarrassed again.
“How was the auction house? First of all, it was written on the invitation that they would block the light, but deep down I felt uncomfortable.”
[That’s funny. You believed those words straight away.]
Russell snorted and crossed his arms.
“Lucion. Light is the only thing that can stop light. But they only apply magic.”
Heint slightly raised his eyebrows.
[Did you hear that, Lucion?]
At the same time, even Russell moved closer to Lucion with a smug expression.
“So Lucion. I have something I want to ask you.”
“You want to ask why I have to go to the auction house?”
“Yeah. In a way, it’s cruel. They know you’re allergic to divine power, but they sent you an invitation about light.”
“Wouldn’t that be a hot topic?”
Lucion almost laughed without realizing it, but he kept his mouth shut.
He wanted to look innocent and nice to Heint.
“I can’t just shut yourself up in my room just because I suddenly became a saint, can I? I thought I should fulfill my responsibilities, too.”
Heint smiled in satisfaction at Lucion’s eyes and voice, which seemed to contain his sincerity.
‘…Good.’
Lucion continued to maintain his expression and fiddled with his fingers, pretending to be hesitant.
“I know that they’re using me. But I didn’t have a choice either. The temple should no longer be given power.”
[Wow.]
Russell grabbed his arms and shivered.
It gave him goosebumps.
Even from his own perspective, Lucion seemed to dripping with sincerity.
“Yeah. If the power of the temple grows beyond this, it will be difficult. Even if you leave it alone, it will gradually grow.”
Heint’s expression became more serious.
Then, Lucion added strength to his voice once more.
“That’s why I purposely chose a place that had nothing to do with any political situation.”
“I see. I respect your opinion.”
Heint finally released the tension in his shoulders.
‘…?’
Lucion tightened his fist when he saw the red thread that had stretched out weakly again.
‘Isn’t that an error? Why do you keep going back and forth?’
It was annoying to be in this situation not once but twice.
It looked like the same red thread.
“Leave the light at the auction house to me. I’ll block everything.”
“Yes, then, I am counting on you, Brother.”
“You don’t have to be concerned about anything else. I’ll tell them to prepare a meal, so take a rest until then.”
Heint rose from his seat.
“Yeah.”
He took a step and looked at Lucion.
“You know that after eating, apart from what you just did, you have to see a doctor, right? It’s not healed yet, is it?”
Heint tapped his stomach with his palm.
“I know.”
“Yes, take a rest.”
Heint looked a little uncomfortable, but he went out.
[It’s over now.]
Lucion sat stiffly until Russell told him that, then exhaled and leaned back on the sofa.
“…I thought I was going to die. Did he fall for it?”
[I think he’s tricked?]
“I’m glad then.”
“My acting… Was it bad?”
Hume asked, opening his eyes wide.
“Yes.”
Lucion giggled and looked at Russell.
There was something he had to ask.
“Did Teacher not notice Heint or was he just very fast?”
[If you had to ask, he was just really fast.]
‘…That’s a relief.’
Lucion swallowed a sigh of relief that reached his throat.
[I already knew Heint had returned to the mansion. When you were getting light, he was at a reasonable distance, so I left it alone, then he arrived in front of your door in an instant. I was also surprised.]
Russell’s eyebrows narrowed, and Lucion’s corners of mouth rose up.
There was a moment of silence between the two.
Russell said with a pompous face.
[Yes, it’s my mistake. My mistake!]
Lucion got up from his seat and headed to bed.
“Hume. Wake me up later.”
Lucion yawned and laid himself down carefully, avoiding Ratta who was fast asleep.
* * *
In front of the auction house, carriages were lining up.
Since it was an auction house for high-ranking aristocrats, the verification process for stricter security was twice as long as at other places.
However, it was not that the classes were not divided between them.
An unmarked carriage entered the building.
The carriage itself was luxurious, and the knights escorting it were also unusual, but no one cared because it was a carriage without a pattern.
However, the situation changed when the place that was originally thought to be a wall was opened for the carriage.
The nobles in the carriage immediately looked at the carriage without a pattern and ordered the attendants to figure out the situation.
Soon, the quiet entrance of the auction house turned into a riot as attendants piled up in front of the door.
“No. Tell me. Why only that carriage can go through that door?”
“Why didn’t you open the door that could be opened in the first place? Isn’t this a challenge to the nobles?”
“My master is a marquis! Is he a duke or something?”
They questioned what kind of family they belonged to, how many properties they had, and how high their titles were, but because the manager stayed silent, the voices of the attendants grew louder and louder.
In the meantime, the carriage went through, and the door closed.
The nobles, who had heard the report from their attendants at the manager’s silent figure, could not stand it any longer and got down to the carriage.
Some didn’t wait in line because they were stupid.
Since it was the rule of this auction house, they only followed it for dignity as a noble.
But since that carriage broke the rule, they had no patience to put up with this stupidity.
“It’s the Saint Lucion Cronia.”
When the nobles appeared, the manager opened his heavily pressed mouth.
Sshh.
It became quiet as if water had been poured on a roaring fire.
As if flipping the palm of one’s hand, anger quickly turned into joy.
They didn’t expect the owner of the carriage to be Saint Lucion Cronia.
He’d emerged from hiding.
He entered the auction house using a special method, there was no problem with that.
Now it was a war.
How to win the heart of the Saint.
How could they miss a good opportunity to realize the plan they’d been working on all this time?
* * *
[…As Lucion said, after the manager mentioned Lord Lucion, they calmed down.]
Bethel watched the entrance of the auction house and returned to Lucion to report.
“I knew it. Thank you, Bethel.”
Lucion smirked as he ate the macaron handed over by Hume.
Bethel came to inspect the auction house and found out a door that had been closed for security, which Heint hadn’t heard.
Lucion deliberately asked for the door to be used in advance, using his divine allergy as an excuse, and aimed for a time when the line would be stretched out at the entrance of the auction house.
To make himself look more special.
‘Now that they know that I’m at the auction house, they’re going to go crazy trying to get close to me somehow.’
The corner of Lucion’s lips rose up.
“But what to do? Other than Miella, they won’t be able to talk to me.’
The way to raise the ransom was less difficult than he thought.
He had become famous enough to make them didn’t dare to talk to him.
Silence would only make people’s imaginations bigger.
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thank you for the chapter!!🌺🌷🪻
I thought that the red thread is gonna get cut…🫠
please keep going!!!💗🩷💗
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Crazily persistent red thread xdddddd
‘ 𝘓𝘶𝘤𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘢𝘭𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘭𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘻𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘵 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘬𝘦𝘱𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘩 𝘴𝘩𝘶𝘵.
𝘏𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘰𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘯𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘏𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘵. ‘
……Lucion sweetie, our dear precious cutie pie, you are already very innocent and nice🤗😊☺️🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰
Lucion got scolded but he was still hurt, he should really take a rest to heal properly but since he plans to travel around for three weeks, he won’t be able to 😞😔 I am really afraid that he will collapse more😓😥🥺
. Tge drastic entrance was cool though 😌
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