Chapter 33 (1/2)
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Chapter 33 – You Did Well
“Wake up.”
“Hmm?”
Redin pulled the curtain that blocked the sunlight.
“Ugh, hyung?”
Kyrian frowned at the sunlight pouring on his face.
“His Grace had already woken up and left, but you’re still sleeping?”
Kyrian raised his upper body, blinking dazedly. “Nagging in the morning… His Grace is busy dating so he was like that.”
At Kyrian’s abrupt remark, Redin turned around. “What? What are you talking about?”
“…Why are you so surprised? Was that supposed to be a secret?”
“Tell me, where did you hear that?”
“…I went to a pub yesterday and people were chatting with each other.”
“…”
This was a disaster. The fact that it had been circulating in the tavern means that it has already spread wide.
“That’s fast.”
“Yes?”
“… It spreads too fast.”
“…”
It couldn’t have spread quickly unless someone intentionally did it.
“I must hurry.”
“To do what?”
“Kyrian.”
“Yes.”
“You have work to do today.”
“…What is it?”
Redin put a letter down on the small table next to the bed. “Prepare to welcome the Grand Duchess to the Grand Duchy.”
“Yes?”
“To do that, our first priority is to get rid of the bug hanging around His Grace.”
Muttering ‘what the hell are you talking about’, Kyrian picked up the letter on the table and started reading it. Kyrian’s eyes gradually widened as he slowly read it from top to bottom.
“So you want me to watch this?”
“That’s right.”
“You mean, you will be using such a high-end talent like me for surveillance?”
“At his status, of course I should be sending talented people. And I’m sending you because it is for him. Don’t be caught.”
“Oh, this is exciting.”
Thanks to his praise, Kyrian headed straight for the capital. The capital was unfamiliar and difficult for him as it had been a long time since he came here.
“Let’s see… it’s been a while, so I have no idea where this is.”
As he looked down at the crumpled paper that had been folded and unfolded over and over again, Kyrian murmured.
Dercio Street, 16th Street… Dercio Street, 16th Street. 16th Street.
Carefully examining the numbers engraved on each building, Kyrian wrinkled his eyebrow and twisted his lips.
‘Wow!! Really! You’re too much! This is 3rd Avenue! If you’re going to open a gate, you should’ve dropped me at my destination or at least open it somewhere close!!’
Kyrian gritted his molars as he recalled Ventus’ words that he couldn’t say the exact location, since he didn’t know the exact coordinates.
(T/N: The gate here is some sort of teleportation gate just like the one Ashia and Kaligo used when they went to the Fairy Forest. )
‘I’m sure you think you would regret doing that for me.’
It was a distance that seemed very far from just looking at the numbers. His eyes were dark as he whined about finding 16th street again.
He folded the paper again, put it in his pocket, and walked slowly, looking at the numbers engraved on the wall one by one. It was, after all, an undetermined command. All he had to do was sneak in a place where security is expected to be tight, watch their movements and report back. It was a simple task for Kyrian, who was good at hiding his presence.
‘Ah, it’s better to kill him and destroy the evidence…’
Tch
Kyrian clicked his tongue as he looked around and walked slowly. Maybe because it was the 3rd Avenue that was a bit far from the square, there weren’t many passersby. Now that it was like this, he decided to move around while leisurely looking around the capital.
‘As expected of the capital.’
Fruit shops, clothing shops, meat shops, general merchandise shops and flashy trinkets. There was nothing lacking in the downtown area of the capital. Then all of a sudden, his eyes focused on a certain store.
‘Oh, there was a potion shop here? Is this really the capital?’
He stared at the store with the lights off curiously.
Etous was as prosperous as the capital, but it was hard to find one potion shop nonetheless. Aside from not being able to make money, there were many aristocrats that were resentful or even lost their lives due to the common side effects of it. In other words, you could not keep a potion shop open if the business wasn’t very good.
“This must be a successful potion shop, to be able to stay in the capital.”
The door hadn’t opened yet. He tilted his head as he examined the dark interior of the store through the transparent window.
‘You have good skills, but you seem to be a lazy owner.’
Just as he was about to turn around thinking that it was a pity, Kyrian stopped when he saw the sign above when he happened to look up.
“Oh?”
His eyes and legs froze as if he was nailed down to his position, as he checked the shop sign again.
‘Ashia’s Potion… Shop?’
Ashia…? It was by no means a common name. He looked up at the signboard for a long time, then slowly lowered his gaze to check the shop owner’s name engraved on the wall of the shop building.
[Ashia Bliss]
A sigh erupted from Kyrian’s teeth.
‘Ashia Bliss? Ashia Bliss?!’
His bewildered face was suddenly engulfed in anger.
Who was Ashia Bliss? Wasn’t she the witch who suddenly came to their village and set fire to it? As a result, his parents, brothers, and most of their friendly neighbors lost their lives.
“Have you been hiding here?”
He laughed maniacally. Staring at Ashia’s name engraved on the wall, Kyrian walked towards the store with killing intent.
“….”