Count's Youngest Son is a Warlock// novel translation

Chapter 249

"But, sir."

Hume interrupted.

"What?"

"How great is the name of Cronia?"

"Oh, right. I guess you didn't see it coming. Let's see, can you stand up to a prince?"

Lucion was referring to the Fourth Prince, Owen.

"Well, I knew it then. I've been forced to go to banquets on my father's back a few times."

[He hid his face so tightly in his cloak and hood that one would have thought he was an assassin].

Russell shook his head slightly, remembering those times.

"It was... well, it still is, but I'm not confident in my face, because everyone called me a freak."

[...huh.]

Russell sucked in a breath.

He wanted to be angry, but he couldn't bring himself to be.

"Anyway, there were times when I thought the name Cronia was so insignificant that a dog or a cow could call me that."

"And did your Lordship let that happen?"

"Well, no. Some of them I cracked over the head with a bottle, and some of them... well. I don't know. I didn't see them after that."

"You...?"

Hume looked at Lucion in disbelief.

Where the hell have you been?

I don't even know how to draw a sword.

-Lucion swung with a 'shhhh', and with a 'snap', a man lay on the ground.

[For some reason, when he swung the sword, the muscles in his wrist felt so natural. There was a reason].

Bethel's face lit up as if she'd just solved a riddle.

Cringe.

Lucion wrinkled his brow and turned to the window.

"I felt something really big?

[Carson].

Bethel licked the corner of her mouth.

[Oh. They're putting the right kind of pressure on him. The fact that Carson held up against dozens of warlocks in that tower should tell you something.]

Russell said lazily, crossing his arms.

After a moment, Lucion's eyes widened.

"The light is gone?

[The light... is... gone?]

Russell's eyes widened.

He stuttered.

[Isn't this crazy, it's a substitution, and the light is gone? I thought you were applying pressure, but I didn't think you were going to turn the light off before the substitution?]

It was Carson's work.

[I see Carson over there].

Bethel pointed ahead.

Lucion frowned, and Carson was visible in the distance, then appeared in front of the wagon in a flash, making Lucion gasp.

"......!"

He gulped.

"I only got nicked in the stomach by your sword... you were very lucky, weren't you?"

Lucion swallowed dryly.