Sister, I Hit You Because There Was a Ghost Behind You - Chapter 50

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Chapter 50. A Fallen Nobleman and an Invitation from the Black Veil
The carriage thundered across the continent for days without rest, finally arriving at Lapis—a sprawling free city nestled at the heart of the continental expanse.
Here, glittering gold reigned supreme over the Empire’s rigid laws, making it a clandestine and decadent haven of corruption.
As the epicenter where all the continent’s darkness converged, there could be no more perfect stage for the Black Veil to establish its headquarters.
I leased the grandest and most opulent mansion in Lapis in its entirety, transforming it into our covert base camp.
Kairik von Herzen collapsed onto the finest velvet sofa and surveyed the room with a frown.
“Regardless of how much wealth we possess, isn’t it excessive to rent an entire castle-like mansion for merely a few days?”
I fastened an exquisite sapphire necklace around my throat before the mirror and replied with unhurried grace.
“To ensnare magnates like the Black Veil, the bait must be equally grand and dazzling. We must now masquerade as arrogant high nobles who covet every precious treasure in the world.”
I turned to regard both men from head to toe, my smile radiating profound satisfaction.
For today’s flawless infiltration, both men had donned audacious attire that bore no resemblance to their usual appearance.
I gestured toward Kairik’s broad shoulders with my fan and issued my instructions.
“Your Highness will play the role of a ruthless, cold-blooded mercenary captain from the Northern Region, purchased by my immense wealth. Simply maintain your usual menacing expression, and growl like a beast whenever anyone attempts to approach me.”
Kairik von Herzen cracked his neck and released a feral, perilous laugh.
“That’s my specialty. I’ll interpret this as permission to shatter the limbs of any insolent fools.”
He wore tattered yet sturdy black leather armor in place of ornate noble garments.
With his savage scars fully exposed, he appeared at first glance to be a ferocious beast one dared not approach.
I shifted my gaze toward Demian Lyart.
Instead of the Holy Knight’s customary neat uniform with buttons fastened to the collar, he wore a deep wine-colored languid silk shirt.
He had even left a few buttons undone, allowing his firm chest and pale neck to be tantalizingly exposed.
Demian Lyart, flushed with discomfort, muttered while attempting to fasten his collar.
“Violetta. Regardless of the disguise, such an indecent outfit gravely contradicts a knight’s noble dignity.”
I raised my hand decisively, cutting off his protest with a sharp edge to my voice.
“Demian will play the role of my beautiful and obedient exclusive escort knight, corrupted by immense gold. You must completely erase that righteous, upright gaze inherent to Holy Knights and behave like a blind, devoted hound who sees only me.”
Demian Lyart’s eyes darted about in overwhelming shame, but soon he exhaled deeply and set his expression with grim resolve.
He slowly approached me, knelt on one knee, and gently pressed his lips to the back of my hand while whispering.
“If it is your command rather than the Goddess’s will, I shall gladly debase myself thoroughly for you.”
His languid, sensual voice and captivating gesture caused my heart to plummet for a moment.
When this rigid Holy Knight committed to a performance, it was extraordinary. He clearly possessed far greater talent for this dangerous act than I had anticipated.
We made our way to a shabby casino located in the Back Alley of Lapis’s most glittering entertainment district.
Though it appeared ordinary and dilapidated on the surface, the true entrance to the Black Veil lay hidden deep beneath the gambling hall.
As we approached the massive iron door in the most secluded corner of the casino, menacing thugs blocked our path.
The leader among them thrust his chin forward and spoke with arrogant disdain.
“This is an exclusive VIP-only area. Without a guarantor to verify your status or an invitation, get out immediately.”
Rather than strain my voice, I elegantly signaled Kairik von Herzen with a subtle tilt of my chin.
Kairik von Herzen flashed a bestial, ferocious smile and swiftly seized the man by the collar, slamming him against the wall with a resounding crash.
Kairik von Herzen whispered something bone-chillingly sinister into the man’s ear.
“Does my noble master appear to you like someone leisurely enough to carry around a mere scrap of paper called an invitation? Open this door at once, or your neck will fly off.”
Just as the men, overwhelmed by Kairik von Herzen’s oppressive killing intent, were about to draw their weapons, I withdrew three premium diamonds the size of an adult’s fist from my spatial pouch and casually dropped them to the floor.
I pulled out three high-grade diamonds, each the size of an adult’s fist, from my subspace pouch and casually tossed them onto the ground.
I snapped my fan open with a sharp flourish, my voice dripping with cool, imperious command.
“Forget your sordid invitation. I’ll use this radiant jewel to open your doors instead. Keep your petty change—bring your highest manager before me at once.”
As the diamond tumbled across the floor, its overwhelming brilliance transformed the men’s menacing glares into shock and naked greed in an instant.
They abandoned their weapons and crawled frantically to retrieve the stone, then prostrated themselves before me as though I were a deity, clearing the path with reverent haste.
One of them cried out in a trembling, urgent voice.
“Y-yes, at once! I’ll inform the manager that the most distinguished guests on the continent have arrived!”
As we descended the endless Spiral Staircase beyond the iron gate, an underground hall of incomparable grandeur materialized—a realm utterly divorced from the surface Casino.
This was it: the Black Veil headquarters, the clandestine heart where all the Empire’s darkness and secrets converged.
We were ushered with meticulous courtesy into an opulent Reception Room carpeted in crimson velvet.
At the head of the room sat a man wearing an exquisite golden mask that concealed half his face, sipping tea with unhurried composure.
He set his teacup upon the table and greeted me with elegant courtesy.
“Welcome. I am the Chief Broker, overseeing the Black Veil. I understand that a person of considerable wealth has graced us with a visit.”
Rather than answer, I settled onto the sofa with legs crossed, my posture radiating arrogance and absolute confidence.
Kairik von Herzen stood behind me with arms folded, his piercing gaze surveying the surroundings with perfect vigilance.
Demian knelt quietly beside me, pouring my tea with careful, graceful hands.
With his silver hair cascading long, his blind obedience to me outshone any precious gem—a living testament to my power.
I touched the teacup he offered with the tips of my fingers and spoke softly.
“Spare me the pleasantries and idle chatter. I’ve come to acquire the rarest and most dangerous plaything on this continent.”
The Chief Broker’s eyes glimmered with intrigue behind his golden mask as he leaned forward.
“Ah, our collection houses every perilous treasure and forbidden relic across the continent. What precisely do you seek?”
I snapped my fan shut and fixed him with a gaze as sharp and cold as a blade piercing his heart.
I spoke each word with crystalline clarity and overwhelming authority.
“That grotesque crimson necklace your organization recently auctioned aboard the Esperanza in the Eastern Region. I want the ‘fifth plaything’—something that radiates the same terrible aura.”
My brazenly dangerous intent froze the air in the Reception Room to absolute stillness.
The Chief Broker’s relaxed expression hardened instantly, and his guards behind him simultaneously placed their hands upon their weapons.
He spoke in a voice grown heavier and more guarded.
“…You understand the aura of that object? You’re no mere collector, then. Who sent you here?”
I rose slowly from my seat and placed an enormous magical safe emblazoned with the Imperial Court’s insignia upon the table with a resounding thud.
I answered with a smile that was both merciful and predatory.
“Sent me? How insulting. I’m simply a wealthy collector who wishes to display the world’s most dangerous calamity in my Chamber’s display case.”
As the safe opened, bars of pure gold—one hundred percent refined—blazed with blinding radiance.
It was wealth of such incomprehensible magnitude that it rendered even his caution utterly powerless.
I tapped the gold bars lightly with my fan, driving home my point.
“This safe contains merely a modest deposit. Should you place the final plaything in my hands, I could cover this entire Black Veil in gold. Shall we begin our transaction?”
In that moment, I had utterly crushed even the Black Veil’s vaunted authority of darkness.

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