How a Two-Life Scoundrel Lives - Chapter 89
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【Chapter 89】
As Victory Day approached, delegations from other families also arrived in Decaron one by one.
Delegations from four families visited Decaron: the Plague of Disease, the magical noble house Belmark, the Blood Belvedere, and the Wild Bwang Family.
Adding the Loren Family to this, five out of the twelve noble families of the United Kingdom were participating in the Victory Day event.
Moreover, since the Crown Prince himself was visiting Decaron, there were many more things to be careful about than usual for this event.
And that wasn’t all.
Not only nobles from vassal houses belonging to the 12 families, but countless minor nobles also gathered, making Decaron packed with people.
Amidst all the internal and external commotion, Carlisle stayed holed up in his room without moving.
He absolutely hated things that were bothersome, noisy, and chaotic.
Instead, Carlisle discussed future plans with Borodin, the chief of the Ironhammer Tribe, in his room.
“For now, I want to focus on mining magic coal and build an armory in Decaron.”
“You mean a factory that produces weapons and armor?”
“Yeah.”
“Very well. Our tribe will provide the dwarves’ technical skills to produce the finest weapons and defensive equipment.”
“Good.”
Since the importance of weapons and defensive equipment in war was obvious, Carlisle was very satisfied with Borodin’s cooperation.
Since dwarven technology was overwhelmingly superior to human technology, it was obvious that Decaron’s military strength would become even stronger in the future.
“Oh, and there’s something I’d like to ask of you.”
“Yes, Young Master. Please tell me anything.”
“Can you make something similar to this?”
Carlisle showed Borodin something and asked.
“Hmm. This is a very crude item.”
“Is it?”
“If you make it like this, not only will the stability be poor, but you can’t expect much power either.”
“Dwarves know about this kind of thing too?”
“To develop mines, we have no choice but to become experts in this field as well.”
“Ah.”
Carlisle nodded as if he understood.
“Then, can you make it the way I want?”
“How do you mean?”
“Here.”
Carlisle handed over a parchment with his requirements written on it.
“This won’t be difficult at all. This kind of concept is new to me, but it’s not a technique we’ve never used before.”
“But within two days.”
“That’s possible.”
“Good. I’ll ask you to handle it.”
“Don’t worry about it.”
Borodin bowed politely and left the room.
“Look forward to it. I’ll give you a proper gift.”
Carlisle smiled eerily while thinking of the Crown Prince.
* * *
The Victory Day event was held very grandly.
Befitting an event that was among the finest not only in the Northern Region but throughout the United Kingdom, its scale and splendor were at a considerable level.
A festival was held, and people, whether Northerners or outsiders, all ate and drank together, commemorating their success in blocking the Barbarians’ invasion.
Of course, even during all this, Carlisle stayed quietly holed up in his room, spending his time peacefully.
“Young Master, Chief Borodin says he has completed the item you commissioned.”
“Really?”
Carlisle jumped up at Maranello’s report.
“Then, let’s begin.”
“Yes, Young Master.”
“Deliver the item.”
“Understood.”
“Be careful. You absolutely must not be seen by anyone. There will be the royal family’s eyes and ears everywhere.”
“I’ll keep that in mind, Young Master.”
Maranello immediately went to Borodin to receive the magic stone trap that Carlisle had commissioned, then left the inner castle through the secret passage.
The place Maranello headed to was a shabby inn.
“Drink, drink!”
“Pour it!”
“Let’s drink until our noses go crooked!”
Since it was festival time, a truly wild party was taking place in the tavern on the first floor of the inn.
Maranello approached Kudo’s group, who were drinking with their hoods pulled down low.
“Let’s talk for a moment.”
“Ho.”
Kudo smiled meaningfully.
“Northern per…”
“Shh.”
Maranello cautioned Kudo.
“I have something to discuss privately, so please spare me some time. I’m asking as a favor.”
“Well, alright.”
Kudo nodded and spoke to Marder and Wilson.
“I’ll go talk for a moment, so keep drinking. I’ll be right back.”
“Alright.”
“Come back quickly.”
After moving to a different spot.
“What brings you to seek out someone like me? Just a mere soldier.”
“I have a commission for you.”
“A commission… that’s an expression I haven’t heard in a long time.”
Kudo smiled with his head bowed low, as if amused.
Something sinister flashed between Kudo’s narrowed eyes.
Maranello smiled broadly.
“Don’t misunderstand, that’s not what I mean.”
“Then what do you mean?”
“It’s a request from the Young Master.”
“Ah?”
“Here, this is a letter with the commission details.”
“Hmm.”
Kudo read Carlisle’s letter and tilted his head as if he couldn’t understand it at all.
“I roughly understand what you’re saying, but why are you commissioning something like this?”
“Please don’t ask for details.”
“You’re telling me to just do what I’m told?”
“You know that’s not what I mean, don’t you?”
“That’s true.”
Kudo said with a sly laugh.
“I trust you understand the commission details without me having to explain.”
“At night. Without anyone knowing. Of course, I’ll handle the cleanup and leave no traces.”
“You know well indeed.”
“The payment?”
“Here it is.”
Maranello placed a pouch full of gold coins on the table.
“Ho. That’s quite generous for such a trivial task.”
“Kek kek!”
The fox beside Kudo also cried out as if pleased.
“When would be good?”
“Tonight would be best if possible. Right now everyone’s attention is focused on the festival.”
“I’ll depart immediately.”
“You mustn’t be caught by anyone. Maintain secrecy when leaving Decaron and when returning as well.”
“Of course.”
Kudo nodded as if it were obvious.
“Please give my regards to Private Carlisle.”
“I shall.”
Maranello immediately left Kudo’s room.
“A request, a request. Just what are you scheming, Private Carlisle?”
Kudo muttered to himself while recalling Carlisle’s face.
* * *
The final day of the Victory Day celebrations.
A grand party was held in Decaron’s inner castle.
With not only the Sigmund Family blood relations attending, but also diplomatic missions from other families and even the Crown Prince, the splendor was beyond description.
“Oh my!”
“They said the young master of the Belvedere Family was the continent’s greatest beauty, and it wasn’t wrong!”
“I’ve never seen such a handsome man before…”
Among them all, the one who received the most attention from the women was Serdian van Belvedere, the eldest son of the Belvedere Family.
He had been famous for his good looks since very early childhood, and now as an adult, he was universally acknowledged as the continent’s greatest beauty.
Moreover, he exuded the distinctive decadent beauty characteristic of the Belvedere Family, making his very atmosphere dangerously alluring.
And Serdian himself knew all too well that he was the continent’s greatest beauty, so he subtly enjoyed the women’s gazes.
‘Parties are indeed enjoyable.’
Serdian smiled secretly to himself, feeling the women’s gazes concentrated on him.
But that was only momentary.
Serdian suddenly noticed something strange and frowned.
Several women passing by him showed no particular interest in him.
‘What’s this?’
Serdian was flustered by the unfamiliar situation and was extremely curious about the reason.
And rightfully so, since it was normal for him to receive all the women’s attention wherever he went.
‘I heard northern women have particularly strong and fierce temperaments, could that be why?’
But that couldn’t be it.
Aesthetic appreciation was a natural human instinct, so it should transcend age and region.
Nevertheless, realizing that women who appeared to be from the north weren’t looking at him with particular wonder, Serdian couldn’t contain his curiosity and stopped a passing woman.
“Excuse me, may I have a word?”
“Ah.”
“I am Serdian van Belvedere. Your name is…”
“Knight Helen greets the young master of the Belvedere Family.”
“Ah, so you’re Sir Helen.”
“What can I do for you…”
Serdian’s mood soured again.
Normally when he spoke to someone first, they would be overwhelmed with shyness and honor, but this knight named Helen was nothing like that.
Rather, she seemed clearly wary, to the point where Serdian, who had initiated the conversation, felt embarrassed.
‘She must be too nervous.’
Serdian interpreted Helen’s unwelcoming reaction that way and asked her.
“Excuse me, but I’d like to ask just one thing.”
“Please speak.”
“What did you think when you saw me, Sir Helen?”
“I had no particular thoughts.”
“Hmm.”
Serdian said, slightly flustered.
“Just wondering, what do you think of me, Sir Helen?”
“I don’t understand why you’re suddenly asking that.”
“I suddenly had this thought. That I don’t seem particularly attractive as a man in this place.”
“Ah.”
Helen smiled coldly as if she understood what he meant.
“If you’re talking about appearance level, I think you’re extremely handsome, Serdian. I can see why you’re praised as the continent’s greatest beauty, but…”
“However?”
“Car…”
“…?”
“Carl… Whew.”
Helen took a deep breath as if it was difficult to say out loud, then spoke.
“In my opinion, Young Master Carlisle seems much more handsome.”
“Carlisle… you mean that Northern Scoundrel?”
“That’s right.”
“Kek.”
Serdian’s face contorted with anger.
Of course, it was true that rumors circulated about the Northern Scoundrel being handsome.
However, Serdian thought that was just ignorant northern country folk talking nonsense.
“I heard your answer well.”
“Yes, then I’ll be going.”
Helen smiled coldly and turned away from Serdian.
“She has no eye for beauty, being a country girl. There’s no way that scoundrel could be more handsome than me…”
Just then.
“Oh my, oh my!”
“Waaah.”
“I’ve never seen such a person in my life.”
Murmur murmur!
The banquet hall, which had been calm, suddenly stirred, and everyone’s gaze turned toward the entrance.
‘What’s this?’
Serdian wondered what was happening and pushed through the crowd toward the entrance, then received the greatest shock of his life.
There stood a truly handsome man.
Hair that was almost silver-blonde, skin like white jade, mysteriously beautiful violet eyes, a perfectly straight nose without a single flaw, lips curved in a slight sneer.
Despite clearly having an indifferent expression, he was such a magnificent beauty that the word “handsome” naturally sprang to mind.
“Young Master Carlisle van Sigmund enters.”
“…!”
Only then did people realize that this sculpture-like beauty was [that scoundrel] and were startled.
There had been persistent rumors that the Northern Scoundrel was so handsome, but who would have thought that Carlisle’s actual appearance would overwhelm even Serdian, who was called the continent’s greatest beauty.
“Ah, how annoying.”
Carlisle muttered and took a step forward.
“Why do I have to come to a place like this and become eye candy.”
“What’s good is good, so just enjoy it.”
“Enjoy what? It’s just annoying. Ugh.”
Carlisle shuddered as if he was breaking out in hives from people’s stares.
But people’s gazes, especially those of women, simply wouldn’t leave Carlisle alone.
Carlisle’s beauty in the Sigmund Family military uniform was at a level that made it impossible to look away even if one wanted to.
Trembling…!!!
Serdian shook with an inferiority complex he had never felt before in his life.
He had never even dreamed of being outmatched by someone in terms of appearance…
Regardless, Carlisle simply moved forward with an aloof expression, as if Serdian and his ilk weren’t even worth his attention.
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