How a Two-Life Scoundrel Lives - Chapter 95
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【Chapter 95】
Carlisle took Frey to the Sigmund Family Secret Warehouse and showed it to him.
“This place is….”
“It’s a place our ancestors created to prepare for emergencies. It’s been forgotten now though.”
“Wh-whoa. This place is really incredible.”
Frey’s eyes widened as he spoke.
The Sigmund Family Secret Warehouse contained various Supreme Grade Potions, elixirs, and items.
Even to Frey’s eyes, who wasn’t even an adult yet, there were countless items that looked quite valuable, so it was natural for his eyes to grow wide.
“From now on, whenever you need something, take it from here and use it. Eat all the elixirs yourself.”
“Really?!”
“Of course it’s real, would it be fake?”
Carlisle said with a chuckle.
“I’m giving it to you, so take it all.”
“Huh!”
“Don’t save the elixirs, eat them all. That’s how you’ll get stronger quickly.”
“What about you, brother?”
“I ate them before.”
“Come on, that’s a lie. You haven’t eaten any at all.”
“I said I ate them.”
“That doesn’t make sense. If you ate elixirs, it doesn’t make sense that you’re still so weak.”
“…?”
Since the Sigmund standards were far from ordinary, Carlisle seemed like a weakling in Frey’s eyes.
“D-did you really eat them?”
“I didn’t eat many.”
“I knew it.”
“….”
“Anyway, I didn’t expect you to give me such a gift. But why are you suddenly showing me this place?”
“I thought I’d try being a big brother for once. Oh, is this the first time?”
“Huh….”
“What, don’t you like it?”
“There’s no way I wouldn’t like it. It’s just sudden.”
“True.”
“Thank you so much, brother.”
Frey sincerely expressed his gratitude to Carlisle.
“I didn’t know you had this side to you, I see you in a new light.”
“Ugh.”
Carlisle grimaced.
Since he was an only child in his previous life and had no siblings, this kind of relationship and conversation was very awkward and absolutely killing him.
“It’s nothing special, so don’t make a big deal of it.”
“How is this not a big deal?”
“If it’s nothing special, then it’s nothing special.”
“…Okay.”
When Carlisle glared at him, Frey quietly lowered his head.
“Anyway, handle it yourself from now on. I’ve shown you.”
“I can’t do that.”
“What’s that supposed to mean now?”
“The things here were left by our family’s ancestors for their descendants.”
“That’s true.”
“How can I monopolize this all by myself? Let’s tell Father and share it together.”
“…You’re really something.”
Carlisle pressed his forehead as a sudden wave of dizziness hit him.
He remembered that Frey van Sigmund was fundamentally an upright and good person, so monopolizing something was unimaginable for him.
“Shut up and eat everything right here, right now.”
“I can’t do that. This belongs to our family….”
“Do as you’re told when I tell you.”
“That’s not morally right.”
“Is that so?”
Carlisle grinned wickedly and grabbed a nearby Supreme Grade Mana Potion, hurling it against the wall.
Crash!
The bottle shattered into pieces and the liquid inside splattered everywhere.
“Will you still not eat everything?”
“Wh-whoa!”
“Choose. Either eat all the elixirs right here, right now, or watch me smash all the elixirs to pieces.”
“That’s too extreme.”
“The world is originally extreme.”
“What’s wrong with sharing nicely together?”
“Living like that is why we’re in this sorry state.”
“Wh-what do you mean?”
“That’s why the Northern Region, why our family lives so hard despite the power we have. Being needlessly altruistic, not knowing how to calculate gains and losses, willingly accepting sacrifices.”
“That’s the responsibility and duty we must naturally bear as the strong.”
“Kuk.”
Carlisle smiled with a completely twisted expression.
“This is why brainwashing education is scary. That’s why you live like that your whole life, and act like tenant farmers for generations.”
“I have no idea what you’re talking about.”
Frey frowned.
“You’ll understand gradually.”
Carlisle smiled meaningfully.
No matter how much of a Frey he was, after experiencing the storms of the world, he would inevitably get somewhat tainted.
“Now, shall I try breaking an elixir this time?”
“W-wait!”
Frey urgently stopped Carlisle.
“Okay, okay. I’ll do as you say, brother. Please don’t break it. It’s too precious.”
“You should have done that from the start.”
“But you have to drink with me too, brother.”
“I told you. Everything here, I’m giving it all to you.”
“It doesn’t sit well with me.”
“….”
“Let’s share it. Please?”
Frey pleaded earnestly.
“I said no.”
“Come on, you need it too, brother. You’re the one who’s active on the battlefield right now, so how can I eat it all? Let’s eat together.”
“…Sigh.”
“Let’s split it in half.”
“That won’t work. One third. I get 1, you get 2.”
“Since you’re weaker, shouldn’t you eat more?”
“This guy, really.”
Carlisle’s eyes turned sharp as he glared at Frey.
“Are you ignoring me?”
“No way! Absolutely not!”
“Listen to me. This is already a big compromise on my part.”
“Ah, I understand.”
In the end, the brothers agreed to divide the elixirs stored in the secret vault at a certain ratio.
‘He’s just too kind for his own good.’
Carlisle inwardly clicked his tongue as he watched Frey grinning broadly.
Not only was he treating the second biggest scoundrel in the world like an older brother, but he was even giving up elixirs…
“But why did you think of giving all this to me, brother?”
“I told you. I’m trying to act like an older brother for once.”
“Come on, that’s too much for just acting like a brother, isn’t it?”
“…Is it?”
“You must have wanted them too.”
“Not particularly.”
Carlisle answered with a snicker.
“It’s easier for me if you get stronger quickly. If I take them, I’ll have to work harder myself.”
“Haha…”
“So make sure you act like a good younger brother from now on.”
“Yes!”
Frey answered with a “Woof!” as if he were a loyal dog.
“Kuk.”
Carlisle laughed without realizing it.
* * *
Frey van Sigmund.
One of the protagonist characters in the game [Overlord] and the lord who leads Decaron.
He was truly a monster among monsters.
As someone born with the most outstanding talent among the direct bloodline of House Sigmund, his potential was truly terrifying even though he wasn’t yet an adult.
This could be seen just from watching him consume the elixirs.
“He really is a monster.”
Carlisle stuck out his tongue.
Whoooooosh!
Frey, who had consumed the elixirs, sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, engulfed in a storm of mana.
It seemed to be the process of consuming various elixirs and absorbing the energy contained within them.
‘The efficiency really is different.’
Carlisle expected there would be a considerable difference in absorption rates between when he consumed elixirs and when Frey did.
Otherwise, despite consuming the same elixirs, Carlisle would have only had a slight reaction while Frey wouldn’t have been engulfed in a whirlwind of mana.
About 2 hours later.
“Phew.”
Frey opened his eyes with a refreshed expression.
“Are you done?”
“Yeah.”
“How do you feel?”
“Thank you so much, brother.”
Frey grabbed Carlisle’s hands firmly.
“I feel like I’ve done almost 2 years’ worth of training all at once.”
“2 years?”
“Yeah.”
“That’s incredible.”
Time flows differently for ordinary people and Frey.
If it was 2 years’ worth of training for Frey, it wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say it would be at least 10 years for an ordinary person.
“Did you take your elixirs, brother?”
“Not yet.”
“Hurry up and take them. I’ll help you.”
“How will you help?”
“We have our family’s cultivation method.”
“Ah, that.”
“You haven’t learned it yet, right brother?”
“That’s right.”
House Sigmund had a cultivation method for handling mana, which was a secret technique that only those with Sigmund blood could learn.
Depending on whether one learned this cultivation method or not, not only combat power but also growth speed differed by more than twice, making it essential for Sigmunds.
However, Carlisle hadn’t learned the cultivation method yet, and the reason was, as expected, due to his past behavior.
Since he was already a scoundrel, they couldn’t handle the aftermath if he became stronger by learning the cultivation method too.
“Since you’ve been doing well lately, Father will soon allow you to learn the cultivation method.”
“Whatever.”
When Carlisle replied curtly, Frey spoke as if asking what he meant.
“Brother, if you’re a Sigmund, you must learn the cultivation method. You’re already active on the battlefield now.”
“They’ll teach me when the time comes.”
“Anyway, sit here. Since you don’t know the cultivation method yet, I’ll help you.”
“How exactly are you going to help?”
“When you consume the elixirs, I’ll help with absorption using the cultivation method. The efficiency will be at least 3 times better than just taking them normally.”
“Is that possible?”
“Yeah.”
“Hmm.”
Carlisle found it somewhat bothersome, but at the mention of being able to increase the absorption rate of the elixirs, he sat cross-legged in a somewhat awkward position.
“Is this right?”
“Yeah.”
Frey placed his palms against Carlisle’s back.
“From now on, when you consume the elixirs, I’ll help you. You just need to close your eyes and concentrate.”
“Alright.”
Carlisle laid out his share of elixirs as Frey had instructed and concentrated his mind.
Several hours later.
“It’s definitely different.”
Carlisle felt as if he had been reborn.
As a result of absorbing the various elixirs with Frey’s help, he felt incomparably stronger than before.
“Thanks for helping.”
“Come on, what are you talking about. It’s natural for a younger brother to help his older brother. And you gave me the elixirs as a gift too. I should be the one thanking you.”
“You little…”
Carlisle chuckled and started walking.
“Let’s go. It’s getting late.”
“Yeah.”
Carlisle and Frey left the Sigmund Family Secret Warehouse side by side.
* * *
The next day.
Carlisle was summoned by Grand Duke Guntram and headed to the audience chamber.
“Ugh. This is uncomfortable.”
“Please bear with it a little, Young Master.”
“What am I supposed to do about being uncomfortable?”
“It won’t even take an hour.”
“Ha.”
Carlisle let out a deep sigh.
“Why do we even do these meaningless ceremonies?”
“It’s your first promotion.”
“What promotion.”
Carlisle snorted.
“I should have been commissioned as an officer originally, but because of the Noble Proof, I had to play private and now I’m just getting back my proper rank.”
“Since you’ve proven yourself qualified to fulfill the responsibilities and duties as a Sigmund, it’s fitting to commemorate it.”
“Ugh.”
Carlisle inwardly thought of Maranello as an old-fashioned stickler as he went to the audience chamber and knelt on one knee before Grand Duke Guntram.
Not only Grand Duke Guntram was there, but members of House Sigmund and retainers had also arrived early and were waiting.
“Carlisle van Sigmund.”
“Yes.”
“You have fought ten real battles and proven yourself qualified to become an officer.”
“I did.”
“Under normal circumstances, you would have been promoted to second lieutenant today and regained your officer status. However.”
Grand Duke Guntram squeezed his eyes shut as if trying hard to suppress his anger, then continued speaking.
“As a soldier of the Decaron Army, you have committed a serious crime.”
“What do you mean by that?”
Carlisle spoke in a displeased voice.
How quietly had he been living these past few months, and now suddenly he’s committed a serious crime?
“Did you not hold a sword to Knight Christan’s throat, cut his neck drawing blood, hurl abusive language and curses at him, and threaten to kill him?”
“I did, didn’t I?”
Carlisle answered while recalling the situation at that time.
“But so what? I just did what needed to be done.”
“Ugh.”
Grand Duke Guntram grabbed the back of his neck.
Twitch!
Seeing the convulsions on his face, he was clearly struggling to hold back.
“No matter how many hundreds or thousands of times I tell you, you won’t understand, so I’ll just deliver the verdict simply and clearly.”
Grand Duke Guntram squeezed both eyes shut and opened his mouth.
“Private Carlisle van Sigmund.”
“Yes?”
“You insulted, threatened, and attempted to kill a superior officer. However, considering your achievements on the battlefield and the circumstances at that time, I will not refer you to a formal trial. Instead… your punishment will be disciplinary action.”
“What kind of disciplinary action will you impose?”
To Carlisle’s provocative question, Grand Duke Guntram answered.
“Your promotion to officer will be suspended.”
“What…?”
“You will serve as a private until you slay three heroes.”
“Ha.”
Carlisle let out a deep sigh as if he found it absurd.
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