The Youngest Hides a Lot - Chapter 251

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Chapter 251
“Kalid….”
Something was going terribly wrong.
I reached out into the darkness and grasped at the Mysterious Man. I seized him by the collar. I couldn’t hold back any longer.
“Release Kalid.”
The Mysterious Man laughed again.
“That’s what I should be saying.”
“….”
“Wistal.”
Within the pitch-black darkness, gleaming eyes fixed upon me with a predatory gaze.
“Show yourself now.”
The mana within me surged violently.
Whoooosh—
A tremendous wind erupted around us.
Glass bottles and decorative objects tumbled and shattered in a cacophony. Shards of glass grazed the corner of my mouth on the wind.
‘This won’t do.’
Through our contact, I realized my mana was being drained endlessly.
This mad ancestral reptile was scraping away every ounce of my power.
As if by exhausting my strength, the dormant power of the Goddess would awaken.
“No…!”
My body was pushed back relentlessly. Before I knew it, I was half-reclined on the sofa.
“Get away! Move!”
In my instinctive struggle to shove him off, my hand suddenly grasped something thick and muscular.
In that instant.
‘….’
…Wait?
I felt something thin and rigid beneath Kalid’s garment.
‘Hold on.’
Then the Mysterious Man spoke in a low, rumbling voice.
“I will gladly kill your enemies. So return the Goddess to me.”
My mad Grandfather seemed to have lost what little sanity remained.
A mass of dark emotions—obsession, possessiveness, regret itself.
My hair, which had been neatly bound, came undone in the violent gust and stood on end.
“The Goddess….”
I cast a minimal protective spell and cried out.
“Is dead! If she mattered so much, you should have treated her better! You wretched reptile!”
‘Kalid!’
As my mana drained helplessly away, I called Kalid’s name endlessly.
Those gleaming eyes said nothing more and simply continued to take my mana.
‘Kalid! Kalid! Kaaaaalid!’
Answer me.
You always responded whenever I called you like this.
‘Kalid.’
Blunt yet affectionate, my one and only precious friend.
The one I’ve come to love….
“Hey. Look at this. A strange bracelet, right? You said controlling your magical power was difficult, didn’t you?”
“What is this?”
The one I’ve grown far too fond of….
My first love, kind and gentle.
“When you wear this, it holds your magical power in check, and when you release it, it all pours out at once?”
“There are six rings?”
“Don’t you like it?”
“If it’s from you, I like everything.”
As Kalid’s body grew, he became more skilled at controlling his magical power.
In the end, he undid five of the six rings and returned them to me.
But the last remaining one….
【 I’ll be back. I’ll return the bracelet and all your magical formulas when I return, so wait for me. 】
Rustle, rustle.
From somewhere came the sound of pages turning in a book.
It was.
My very old diary.
–And Kalid…. Since the note two years ago.
Still hasn’t returned the last bracelet to me.
That’s right.
He still hasn’t returned it to me.
That magical power control bracelet.
I gripped his arm with all my strength.
Squeezing out all my remaining magical power, I shattered the last ring fitted around Kalid’s forearm.
The bracelet was a magical artifact that automatically adjusted its size to fit the body, but it had stretched to its limit with cracks spreading everywhere, so it wasn’t difficult.
‘Besides, containing Kalid’s vast magical power, a single ring was far too weak.’
It would have broken on its own anyway.
So Kalid.
From the beginning, hadn’t he yielded his body with the intention of striking the mad Grandfather from behind?
‘He deliberately excluded the Dragon God’s magical power and sealed only his own.’
Like a beast hiding in the brush, waiting for the perfect moment to hunt.
“What is this!”
In an instant, as if a dam had burst, a torrent of energy surged forth, and his expression turned to disbelief. A subtle blue light began to shimmer in his gray eyes.
“Tch, stupid lizard ancestor…. Why don’t you just achieve enlightenment instead of tormenting your descendants?”
I laughed as I poured all my remaining magical power into his body.
According to the reptilian grandfather’s words, his soul was currently asleep.
‘Feel my mana and open your eyes!’
My vision blurred and wavered, nausea rising in my throat.
Stop! The Mysterious Man gripped my shoulder urgently, his fingers digging in painfully.
Hey, come back quickly. Your body keeps piling karma on me.
I can’t.
The Dragon God’s voice cracked with blood and desperation as he wailed.
I’ve waited for you all this time….
Gughughugung.
As my consciousness faded, I heard something collapsing.
* * *
Kalid walked through the tempest.
‘What is this.’
He glanced around with indifference.
Where did this noisy power within me originate from?
I wanted to find out.
To do that, I had to comb through my past to the very roots of how this power took hold.
Leviathan had taught me that you must know your enemy before you can destroy it.
On top of that, the mysterious voice kept trying to seize control of my consciousness. Watching its pathetic display, I was curious what it actually wanted.
But nothing came to mind—absolutely nothing.
‘I thought I’d strike first before the power ran rampant at an unexpected moment.’
Was this not it?
Kalid continued walking through the storm, feeling slightly irritated.
There was a limit to how long I could contain mana within the bracelet anyway.
The seal would break soon as the bracelet shattered on its own.
‘…Will it not do anything reckless to Rubian during that time?’
If it did, I would tear it to shreds and kill it with absolute sincerity.
‘But it’s my body, isn’t it?’
Then who would I kill.
“….”
For a moment my limbs felt cold, but I resumed walking.
In truth, I wasn’t particularly worried.
‘I swore an oath spell to Rubian.’
So this body cannot carelessly harm my master.
…My master.
I found the sense of belonging that bound me to be deeply pleasant.
The surrounding tempest gradually cleared.
As my vision sharpened, the scenery shifted and became distinctly clear.
Kalid stared blankly at the unfamiliar space.
“What is this place.”
I muttered, then startled. My voice was slightly higher-pitched than I remembered.
‘This is….’
Just a child.
A face reflected in a puddle of water.
‘Around thirteen years old, perhaps…?’
Then, someone kicked my shin hard.
“You brat, can’t you walk straight?”
What the hell, you worthless bastard.
But my body staggered badly, contrary to my will.
And from my lips came an apology instead of crude curses.
“…I’m sorry.”
It was difficult to keep my body from collapsing.
Despite being unusually well-developed and sturdy for my age, I was still a scrawny boy.
“If you drop even one piece of firewood, you’ll see. You worthless thing.”
Ptui.
Filthy spit fell onto the worn toe of my shoe. I gazed at it blankly and continued walking.
“….”
My Mother was a Maid who did menial work for the Mercenary Company.
My Father was a Mage from that Distant Island who spent one passionate night with her and then fled.
Young Kalid had never once forgotten the origin of his existence.
“Walk faster! You still have a long way to go to work off your runaway mother’s debt!”
I didn’t know much.
But wasn’t life always tilting toward the worse and collapsing?
Clear water is easily polluted because it is clear, and white paper is ruined because it is clean.
The boy always thought that way.
“What’s this?”
A gruff voice fell upon me.
The Mysterious Man was a Mercenary Manager in this Back Alley Mercenary Company.
The moment I set down the firewood, he snatched a pouch from my waist.
“You bastard…. I told you to steal some coins, but now you’re trying to trick me with this garbage?”
Clatter.
Roughly gathered pebbles and acorns scattered to the ground.
“So when are you going to earn your keep, huh?”
The man pressed the back of my head repeatedly. I went limp, draining all strength from my body.
The spot where I’d been hit last week still ached strangely, and I didn’t want to add more injuries.
After a moment, seeing the unresponsive boy, the man casually draped an arm around my shoulder in a friendly manner.
“Hey. Listen up. I told you before. If you just do as I say, I’ll get you out of this menial work.”
They called themselves a Mercenary Company, but they were no different from Back Alley thugs. The work they did was hardly distinguishable from crime.
But there was a noble backing this place, so we wouldn’t be arrested, and thanks to their solid funding, we even had a decent building.
Yet human nature never changes.
Just as I became a lowly servant because Maid blood ran through my veins.
No matter what I accomplish in the Mercenary Company, my fundamental nature will never change.
Life always tilts toward the worse.
Kalid thought again.

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