No Dark Secrets In This Book

Episode 74

As Jeong Ian predicted, the impact of Cassice Demillang’s absence was significant. 

Especially for the three villains.

‘Does leaving it alone mean we should take advantage of his authority?’

Capone blew out cigar smoke and his dark eyes shone.

Taking advantage of another’s authority means borrowing someone else’s power to throw one’s weight around, describing a situation where one borrows another’s authority to wield influence.

And tearing it apart means,

‘Literally, that we should take it for ourselves.’

Areah is a furnace that shapes the future. If we can dominate this place, we can control the flow of the era with our own hands. It’s a risky bet, but it’s worth the challenge.

Above all, this is not just Capone’s thought alone. From Capone’s perspective, the direction Diedrich and Logan want is definitely…

‘Without a doubt…!’

It was then. With the sound of the sliding door opening, someone entered the dark classroom they had occupied. Capone and Logan immediately got up from their seats, but Diedrich remained composed. It was because he wasn’t smoking.

However, not only was the intruder obscured by the backlight and not clearly visible, but they also didn’t say a word suspiciously for some reason. In the moment when the chills of the intruder possibly overhearing their conversation preceded the anger towards the rascal they had stationed at the door,

Click, the intruder turned on the fluorescent light and began to speak bluntly.

“Hey, why are you guys sitting with the lights off like this? Are you children of darkness? Huh? Are you children of darkness?”

Oh my, he put out the cigarette very neatly too. The person who grumbled and closed the door was none other than the principal. Logan unknowingly felt the tension release because the principal opened with such an absurd small talk. But Capone didn’t relax his taut tension. Because he knew that such a nonchalant remark was the optimal attack.

And Capone’s prediction was not off the mark. The old zombie who leaned against the door so they couldn’t escape anywhere slowly moved his jawbone, and even though his vocal organs must have all rotted away, Damyeon’s voice had resonance.

“Are you trying to keep Cassice in check?”

Flinch, the three students got chills. Among them, Diedrich knows. Only he, the sole successor of the Winkel family, knows Damyeon’s secret. Why Demillang is keeping Damyeon alive, and the reason why everyone keeps Damyeon’s existence hush-hush.

Once upon a time, Damyeon was an experimental subject for immortality.

An experiment hosted by Demillang.

‘A failed creation.’

You might think he was somewhat successful since Damyeon is still alive? Look at his exposed skull. Can this appearance really be considered alive? It’s because Damyeon is such a person that he can maintain his reason even after becoming a zombie. Because he is like that, he can use magic power to replace his vocal organs and speak, and with a mana heart, he can substitute the functions of the heart and brain to move his decaying body, his bones with little flesh left, rattling. If he were not such a powerful mage, he would have lost his mind and gone crazy. He, who had devoted everything for liberation, was captured and sold, and placed on top of Demillang’s lab.

How could he be in his right mind?

But Damyeon managed to do it, and that’s why he still suffers to this day. He was forced to take Cassice Demillang as a disciple and taught him, and even came to accept him as a human being. The descendant of Demillang who taught him that the pain of a broken heart could become reality seemed to have no intention of letting Damyeon go.

Seeing as he said this to them,

“You still have a role to play.”

Cassice Demillang was prepared. As if certain that his subordinates would ruin his absence.

He dared to order Damyeon.

“If you pity me so pathetically, you might as well tell them. That you are my…”

“…Don’t you know, you little bastards.”

And Damyeon couldn’t bring himself to deny Cassice’s order.

“I am Cassice Demillang’s ‘eyes’! Behave yourselves. Otherwise, I’ll tell on all of you!”

Because his situation where he had to treat that young six-year-old harshly and the hatred that the thing in front of his eyes was Demillang’s sprout were entangled, making his vision dizzy, and finally, it was pierced through.

“Don’t lie, Principal. There’s no way you would have good feelings towards Demillang, right?”

Diedrich’s sharp words. He would have agreed with those words until yesterday for sure. But,

“Even before you turned a blind eye, my life was already a battlefield.”

Damyeon, who remembered Cassice Demillang’s childhood, couldn’t do that.

Even to the point of uttering such miserable words himself, he…

“Do you think those devilish bastards would have implanted the ability to have ill feelings towards Demillang in me?”

“…!”

Because… you were six years old then, so before that, you… Ah, how long do you have to live like this?

‘Why only you…?’

He wanted to ask, but he couldn’t. He hated himself for not even being able to say sorry to the back that was coldly walking away, but he couldn’t help it. He felt he had no right. Just because he was threatened didn’t mean everything could be innocent.

Still, the fact that there is one person beside that child who can show even this side of him saying such things,

‘…Ryuseong.’

Damyeon was deeply saddened by the fact that such a thing alone could be a comfort.

‘Can you, become that child’s family?’

What Damyeon couldn’t do. What he let go of.

The one who cruelly crushed those young and soft purple eyes that sparkled with anticipation.

Can I dare place all those wishes on you…?

***

I think the principal will handle the matter of the three little villains well. Huh? Shouldn’t it be villain kids, not kid villains? Isn’t that too harsh? They’re still young kids.

Everyone can go astray when they’re young. Of course, when you reach a certain age, you have to take responsibility for the consequences of your wandering. In short, it means you have to put them in jail. But how can I realistically bring down those prestigious family scions? I could do it if I wanted to, but wouldn’t it be more beneficial for my brilliant future to pour the effort and work required for that into becoming the family head?

“How long are you going to just keep running? Are you going to run all the way to Russia?”

“No way. Do you think I’m crazy?”

I didn’t think something would happen just by running out of school recklessly. I meant I had my own preparations.

I ran at a speed that made it difficult for others to recognize our figures, dragging Ryuseong into a secluded alley and stopped. I tapped the ring on my middle finger. Muttering an incantation inside my mouth, a dark green bag quickly popped out.

I grabbed the handle in midair before it could roll on the ground. Knowing what might get on it if I put it on the dirty back alley floor, would I put things on the ground? Then Ryuseong quickly came to my side and carried the bag for me instead. I pulled the zipper all the way down and took out a few cloth items.

“Change into these.”

“…Did you have a plan?”

That’s right. But I have no intention of explaining it to you properly.

“It’s just that your cute brain can’t keep up, but I always have thoughts.”

“…”

“Unlike you.”

When I humbly provoked him, a vein bulged near Ryuseong’s jaw. I threw the pile of clothes into his arms, giggling for fear of getting hit if I went too far. And I took off my coat and started taking off the familiar accessories one by one.

“Why are you taking off your earrings?”

“Even if they’re pocket dimension devices, wearing things that can identify me all the time is no different from attempted suicide.”

“You don’t want to be identified?”

“Isn’t it obvious?”

And click, click, as I unfastened the buttons of my vest, Ryuseong stood in front of me with a startled face. It seemed he was trying to prevent me from being seen by anyone with his body, and I wanted to give him bonus points for it being a reflexive action.

I chuckled and pushed his chest.

“I’m only taking off the vest. I’m not doing anything naughty.”

“…When everything you do is sensational?”

“Oh my, did I do something terrible to my virile young lover? I didn’t intend to, but if you got aroused because of me, how about I relieve you…”

“Stop that obscene hand gesture.”

Tsk. I put aside my regret, stuffed the vest into the bag, and put on a robe with magical functions hidden in it. The hidden function is to change the face visible to the outside. The robe, which felt strangely homely, was a used product I bought through bartering, so it was enough to bother me who had only received precious treatment while growing up, but I had to refrain from luxury items to do the mischief I had planned.

I pointed my finger right in front of Ryuseong, who was looking at me with strange eyes.

“Do you have a voyeuristic taste? You should change too.”

When I sarcastically provoked him as if to rouse his temper, Ryuseong’s expression hardened as if he realized something.

“…The butler said he’s waiting with the private jet at the airport. Are you going to move separately?”

“You only noticed that now?”

I laughed out loud.

“From now on, we’re going to travel incognito. Because it’s our first and last trip alone together…”

Isn’t it no different from a honeymoon?

“Smile. To my liking.”