How a Two-Life Scoundrel Lives

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【Chapter 16】

“H-how.”

Maranello couldn’t continue his words after witnessing the monstrous strength Carlisle had displayed.

“Y-Young Master? What on earth is that strength…”

“I can’t control it.”

Carlisle answered as if troubled.

“I think I need practice?”

“What happened to you?”

“What do you mean.”

“How did you suddenly become so strong…”

“Late night snack?”

“Pardon?”

“I ate something good last night and got stronger.”

“Something good… did you perhaps take an elixir?”

“Oh, right. An elixir.”

“What kind of elixir… no, where on earth did you get an elixir…”

“Enough.”

Carlisle frowned as if answering was bothersome.

“Before asking me curious questions, shouldn’t you do your job first?”

“Your job, you mean…”

“It’s a mess.”

Carlisle pointed at the broken teacups and table.

“Should I clean it up?”

“Good grief.”

Maranello clicked his tongue as if dumbfounded.

Of course, cleaning up the mess was the butler’s role, but…

‘The Young Master is hiding something.’

Maranello was certain that Carlisle was concealing some secret.

He had already been suspecting that Carlisle might have been deliberately acting like a scoundrel all along.

‘Someone who had trouble pulling up a single blade of grass is now crushing teacups with his fingers and smashing tables to pieces. Where on earth did he get such an elixir…’

Just as Maranello’s eyes narrowed.

“What are you looking at.”

“Pardon?”

“I know what you’re thinking, but do it after cleaning up.”

“…Understood.”

Following Carlisle’s blunt order, Maranello put the broken teacups into a bag and swept up the ceramic fragments with a broom.

Of course, he didn’t forget to call other servants to clean up the broken table.

“All cleaned up?”

“Yes, Young Master. As you can see, everything has been tidily arranged.”

“Keep holding those.”

Carlisle pointed at the cleaning tools in Maranello’s hands.

“I’ll probably keep breaking things.”

“Pardon?”

“I told you. I’m going to practice controlling my strength.”

Carlisle’s words were by no means empty.

Starting with breaking teacup handles, Carlisle began destroying everything he touched.

Toothbrushes snapped, forks bent, plates shattered, and shirt collars tore apart.

Every time Carlisle broke something, Maranello cleaned it up and replaced it with something new.

‘I’m slowly getting the hang of it.’

With each thing he broke, Carlisle gradually learned how to control his strength.

At first, he had no sense of it and couldn’t control it at all, but as time passed, he began to adapt.

“Maranello.”

“Yes, Young Master.”

“I think it’ll be like this for a while, so please bear with the trouble until I adapt.”

“Of course. However…”

“I’ll pass on questions.”

“…”

Seeing Carlisle cut him off, Maranello realized one thing.

That no matter how much he pried, he wouldn’t get proper answers.

“Oh, and.”

“Yes?”

“Keep this secret from Father.”

“That’s…”

“Is changing butlers an option?”

“…”

Heh.

Maranello made a troubled expression at Carlisle’s subtle threat.

“Why do you wish to hide this from your father?”

“Because it’ll become bothersome.”

“…”

“I’ll take that as you agreeing to keep the secret.”

Maranello was left speechless by Carlisle’s words.

If one was a descendant of a noble house like Sigmund, they would naturally dedicate themselves wholeheartedly to elevating the family’s prosperity and prestige without anyone telling them to.

Wasn’t this a value system that formed naturally from childhood without anyone teaching it?

Moreover, House Sigmund was famous for having very fierce succession competitions since ancient times.

Because of the family tradition that even illegitimate children could become head of the house if they had ability, the hot-blooded young Sigmunds were very active in succession competitions.

Yet he didn’t want to reveal himself for the mere reason that it was bothersome…

“Help me practice strength control for a while. Swordsmanship training too.”

“Of course.”

Maranello smiled.

Though it was disappointing not to get a satisfying answer from Carlisle, there was no reason to refuse helping with training.

This was better than being immersed in wine, women, and debauchery, living a dissolute life.

“Oh, and let’s do the training at dawn.”

“Haha. You don’t even want to be seen training?”

“Yeah.”

“Understood. I’ll find a quiet place.”

“Good.”

Carlisle smiled as if pleased.

* * *

Meanwhile, within House Sigmund, rumors were circulating that Carlisle was once again engaging in scoundrel behavior, unable to change his old habits.

The evidence was that he had beaten a knight on night patrol, breaking his ribs and causing serious injury, and that he broke things daily, troubling Maranello.

Crash!

Thud!

Smash!

And indeed, sounds of things breaking could be heard constantly from Carlisle’s room.

Moreover, they even caught sight of Maranello and the servants cleaning up the items Carlisle had broken and replacing them with new ones.

So from the perspective of third parties, it could only look like Carlisle was starting his bullshit again, smashing things and tormenting Maranello and the other servants.

And that news eventually reached Grand Duke Guntram’s ears, leading him to summon Carlisle.

“You called for me.”

“Sit down.”

“Yes.”

“Are you starting again?”

“What are you referring to?”

“You broke Knight Carlson’s ribs, didn’t you?”

“That did happen.”

“You throw tantrums every day, smashing things?”

“I did break things, that’s true.”

“Are you bragging about that now…?”

Just as anger began to creep into Grand Duke Guntram’s voice.

“Knight Carlson deserved what he got though.”

“Hmm?”

“He was caught insulting me, so should I have just left it alone?”

“Caught insulting you?”

“I was taking a walk when I heard him badmouthing me with his colleagues during patrol. So I gave him some discipline for noble mockery.”

“Is that true?”

“You didn’t know?”

“…”

Grand Duke Guntram couldn’t answer Carlisle’s question.

He had heard such stories before, and as usual, he assumed Carlisle had unilaterally assaulted an innocent knight.

“Then what about smashing things? I heard no furniture or household items are left intact?”

“I’ve been a bit sensitive lately.”

“Is committing such violence justified just because you’re sensitive?”

“Have you heard of anyone getting hurt?”

“…That’s.”

Grand Duke Guntram was once again left speechless.

While he had heard stories of Carlisle smashing things, he hadn’t heard even the slightest mention of anyone getting hurt because of it.

“Think of it as my way of relieving stress.”

“Are you saying that’s reasonable…?”

“Should I go out and have fun instead?”

“…!”

“I think this is better than wandering around drinking heavily and causing trouble for innocent territory residents…”

Grand Duke Guntram frowned as if his head was throbbing.

Carlisle going outside the castle to cause chaos again?

Just imagining it gave him a headache, and he felt like his long-dormant migraines were returning.

‘Maybe this is better. As the boy says, at least he’s not harming anyone.’

Thinking this way brought some comfort to Grand Duke Guntram.

“Yes, that would be better. I understand. If that’s what you need to relieve stress, then it can’t be helped. However, I won’t forgive you if you hurt or trouble anyone.”

“Yes, I think this will only last a few days, so don’t worry too much.”

“…”

Grand Duke Guntram was at a loss for words when Carlisle even tried to reassure him.

“Do you have anything else to say?”

“Why did you quit training? I heard you stopped on the first day.”

“I’m doing it separately.”

“Separately?”

“I decided to train at dawn, so don’t worry about that either. If you don’t trust me, ask Maranello.”

“I understand.”

Grand Duke Guntram nodded.

‘Right. He wouldn’t want to show weakness in front of everyone.’

It wasn’t that he wasn’t training at all, and since he said he was doing it, there was nothing more to nag about.

At this point, he almost felt like he had summoned him for no reason.

“Alright, I understand. If you’re going to do things your way, I won’t say anything more.”

“Yes.”

Carlisle said this and left Grand Duke Guntram behind.

* * *

Late at night.

As the time promised with Maranello approached, Carlisle took out the Stone of Transcendence he had brought from the Forgotten Treasure Vault.

‘Please let there be something.’

Carlisle held the Stone of Transcendence in his hand, hoping that he himself—that is, Carlisle van Sigmund—had even the most trivial talent.

If this character had no talent or potential whatsoever, it would be like throwing the precious Stone of Transcendence into a gutter.

‘Let something appear.’

With that thought, Carlisle infused mana into the Stone of Transcendence.

Whoosh!

The Stone of Transcendence turned golden and a warm feeling spread through his palm.

[Notification: 【Stone of Transcendence】 is searching for talents latent in the user.]

[Notification: Searching…]

[Notification: 【Stone of Transcendence】 is searching for talents latent in the user.]

[Notification: Searching…]

[Notification: 【Stone of Transcendence】 is searching for talents latent in the user.]

[Notification: Searching…]

[Notification: 【Stone of Transcendence】 is searching for talents latent in the user.]

[Notification: Searching…]

[Notification: 【Stone of Transcendence】 is searching for talents latent in the user.]

[Notification: Searching…]

Soon, the search results appeared before his eyes.

Ding!

[Notification: 【Stone of Transcendence】 has found talents latent in the user!]

The results were as follows.

[Notification: 【Weapon Master】 has been awakened!]

[Notification: 【Soul Severing Sword】 has been awakened!]

[Notification: 【Weapon Master】 has been awakened!]

[Notification: 【Soul Severing Sword】 has been awakened!]

[Notification: 【Weapon Master】 has been awakened!]

[Notification: 【Soul Severing Sword】 has been awakened!]

[Notification: 【Weapon Master】 has been awakened!]

[Notification: 【Soul Severing Sword】 has been awakened!]

[Notification: 【Weapon Master】 has been awakened!]

[Notification: 【Soul Severing Sword】 has been awakened!]

‘Weapon Master? Soul Severing Sword?’

Even Carlisle, who had played the game [Overlord], had never heard of [Weapon Master] and [Soul Severing Sword] before.

[Weapon Master]

A talent for mastering all types of weapons.