The Low-Ranking Civil Servant Wants to Achieve Success - Chapter 151

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Chapter 151
Victor’s eyes wavered. Watching those sky-blue irises, I exhaled silently within myself.
‘Good grief… a man who ruined his life over a woman. Is he about to fall for it again?’
He could have lived well as the heir to Marquis Awin.
Why did he turn his gaze toward me and make the worst choice of returning to the Gaejo Faction?
‘But I have no right to question that…’
After all, I myself had been making nothing but bizarre choices around me.
My mother, who watched for fifteen years before ultimately helping my father escape at the end.
My father, who sided with my mother—the perpetrator—in front of his daughter who was forcibly experimented upon.
Kiaros, who declared he would abandon the Crown Prince’s position.
In a way, it seemed that making choices that shook one’s entire life was ultimately the essence of love.
‘I’m the only normal one. I’m the only one being rational.’
While I was lavishing myself with such praise internally,
“Ahem, hem.”
Thinking the silence had grown too long, Victor cleared his throat.
“Now that I think about it, I remember the day you first came to the Scroll Management Department. I was so delighted.”
“You didn’t expect me to come to the Scroll Management Department because of my poor grades? Well, it was unexpected that you were there in the Scroll Management Department, Senior.”
Please connect me with the Gaejo Faction. I don’t even know where I should go right now. The Crown Prince hasn’t told me the details.
I continued the conversation while writing quickly on paper.
“I heard that your parents passed away on the entrance exam day, which is why you failed the test. Since your biological parents left this world, you must have panicked, of course…”
Please continue the conversation quickly. It would be even better if it’s a topic that could lead to awkward silence.
Then Victor bit his lower lip and spoke slowly.
“…Actually, they were my adoptive parents.”
“Pardon?”
“They weren’t my biological parents.”
“Ah… I see.”
Indeed, it was a topic where silence would follow naturally without awkwardness.
I continued moving my quill pen, pretending to sign documents that had piled up.
I have true Dragon-kin blood. Of course, I’ve been a hindrance all this time, but if I transfer Dragon-kin blood, wouldn’t the Gaejo Faction accept me? I took the Dragon-kin’s side without knowing I was an experimental subject.
I’m not an executive of the Gaejo Faction. I’m just a pawn. I’ve only been receiving contact unilaterally.
Is there really not a single connection point? Really?
As I displayed a bewildered expression, Victor swallowed dryly.
Please, Senior… You’re the only one who can save me. Please…
I pressed too hard on the quill pen, and the ink smudged at the word “please.”
Victor exhaled softly, then slowly opened his mouth.
“The Irwin Family has many people… Of course, there’s my adoptive father, Marquis Awin, but there are also many who hold such humble noble titles or live as commoners.”
I gazed intently at Victor.
“My biological father abandoned my mother and me, saying we were lacking in every way… and my mother remained bedridden.”
“Ah…”
“My relatives helped by taking turns. I had to appear as a well-behaved, good-natured child to everyone—to receive help from as many relatives as possible. Then my mother died, and after that, I wandered from relative to relative…”
Ah….
It was the moment I understood Victor’s peculiar nature—his desire to get along with everyone.
“My goal was to look good to as many unspecified people as possible, hoping one of them would adopt me before I entered the Academy. I did succeed in the end, but… the one who was always desperate was me.”
So he wanted to become someone desperately needed by the person he truly desired.
Victor slowly picked up his quill pen.
There really is no place I can contact. However.
That’s right.
In times like this, I only needed to look at what came after ‘however.’
When I returned to the Gaejo Faction, there was a place I made contact with. They told me if I ever wanted to come back, I should reach out using what they gave me—though I’m not sure if it still works. In exchange for teaching you this.
Hmm.
Even now, I had to underline the word ‘exchange.’
Come back.
Good heavens, anyone seeing this would think we were ex-lovers….
To a time when only I existed in your entire world, and to remain that way forever.
That had never been the case….
But since there was no other choice, I nodded.
‘As expected.’
Victor had definitely said he had no means to contact the Gaejo Faction. I suspected that was only half the truth.
Because Namia’s Mother had said this to Biberus:
[It’s strange that someone who left the Gaejo Faction returned whenever they pleased. You gave them a means to contact you anytime, didn’t you?]
Biberus Awin. The leader of the Gaejo Faction.
The man who claimed to have forgotten his own son’s name, yet after sending his son abroad, never killed him when he left the Gaejo Faction.
It was also said that his son, who returned, had done something important again.
‘All of that applied to Victor.’
I was initially confused when I heard that Victor’s parents had passed away, but after learning his circumstances, it became even clearer.
‘Dragon-kin blood is an enormous bait at this point.’
Of course, Biberus was likely hiding safely among the Gaejo Faction members scattered across the nation….
‘But how desperately would he want to know the future?’
If he learned that Dragon-kin blood had been obtained, his hands would surely itch to conduct experiments.
And Biberus doesn’t know that we’re aware of the location of the underground secret laboratory and prison.
[I only collapsed the path to the Underground Prison. The experimental subjects and researchers will all be fine. The air circulates well, and there’s water and food, so they can last a long time. If something urgent comes up, I can come and go through the secret passage.]
According to that statement, only Biberus knew about the secret passage leading to the laboratory, which meant he would have no choice but to return to the laboratory with the Dragon-kin blood himself.
‘Then wouldn’t Mother follow as well?’
After all, it seemed Mother had gone after Biberus.
Seeing how she still remained ignorant of worldly matters and obsessed only with magic, I believed she would ultimately remain committed to the Gaejo Faction until the very end.
Try contacting this address.
Thank you.
Biberus gave me an unfamiliar private company mailbox number.
I nodded.
What will you do, Senior?
It’s because of Marquis Awin. For now, I’ll join once the Gaejo Faction succeeds and the Imperial Family falls into chaos.
Truly, his feelings toward the Minister of Finance seemed genuine.
With just Dragon-kin blood, I believe the Gaejo Faction will succeed. I need to stay with the Gaejo Faction so I can save Marquis Awin at that moment.
It wasn’t entirely wrong either. With Dragon-kin blood, the Imperial Family crumbles in the original story.
News of the Grand Temple’s devastation hadn’t even reached the Capital yet.
‘Hmm.’
By now, I had obtained everything I desired.
And yet, somehow….
I hesitated before asking impulsively.
“…Have you been in contact with my Biological Father since then?”
“No.”
Victor answered quietly.
“I haven’t contacted him since.”
It didn’t seem like a lie. So that meant… Biberus Awin definitely hadn’t made any personal contact with Victor all this time.
Truly, he had simply ‘let him live.’ At the final moment, it was just too much to kill him with his own hands.
“I see.”
Now there really was nothing more to say.
I hesitated briefly before asking in a brighter tone.
“Well then, all the documents have been processed, right?”
“Yeah.”
“I’m counting on you from tomorrow onward, senior.”
“Sure.”
Victor casually tapped my shoulder once as he spoke.
“I should be the one asking for your support. No matter what happened in the past.”
A glimmer of something flickered in his sky-blue eyes.
“We’ve known each other for a long time, after all.”
“Yes.”
I nodded slowly.
“That’s right. Then I’ll be going.”
“Sure. Oh, and.”
But Victor suddenly grabbed my wrist with a sharp motion.
I was somewhat startled but didn’t show it, asking calmly.
“Yes. Is something the matter?”
“Mm.”
Looking into my eyes, Victor smiled with a contemptible expression.
Keep your promise. You’re mine from this very moment on.
Then, with a rustling sound, he wrote on paper.
Prove your will to me.
It was a stark contrast to how I’d felt a bit sorry for him just moments ago. This was already coercion.
For a moment, tension seized me and I swallowed hard. What on earth was he trying to demand….
“Kibon Altes continues his unauthorized absences.”
Victor laughed, intoxicated by his sense of victory.
That intern you cherished most—cut him down with your own hands. Frame him with false charges and issue a forced expulsion order.
I trembled violently, bringing my hand to my mouth. Victor’s demand was so shocking that I couldn’t maintain my composure.
No, that’s…
“Ah, Senior…”
It’s too easy…

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