Young Master, Please Put Some Pants On! - Chapter 57
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Chapter 57
“By the way, we’re not just going to say hello, so don’t get your hopes up too much.”
“Then what?”
“Just follow me for now. I’ll explain the details when we get there.”
Mellis was curious about it, but didn’t ask any more questions and followed behind him. When they headed to the waiting room specially prepared on this floor, Rachel, whom they had seen on stage just moments ago, greeted him with a bright face.
“Your Grace, you came!”
“It’s been a while. How are you feeling?”
“Much better. I’m sorry for causing trouble before.”
The two seemed to be quite close friends as they comfortably exchanged greetings. She discovered Mellis a beat late and asked with a curious voice.
“But who is that lady?”
“Ah, this is Mellis. The partner who helped me at this banquet.”
“Ah! So you’re Lady Merien, nice to meet you!”
She smiled brightly and firmly grasped Mellis’s hand as she spoke. When the famous actress who had moved her to tears just moments ago, and a breathtakingly beautiful woman at that, approached her, Mellis didn’t know what to do and fidgeted awkwardly.
“I-I’m honored to meet you too! The performance was wonderful.”
Just like with Reiana, she clearly had no immunity to beautiful women. Kermanomon, whose mood had become strangely uncomfortable again, naturally changed the subject.
“Actually, I came because I have a request.”
“I thought you might come. This seems like it’ll be a long conversation, would you like some tea?”
“That sounds good.”
Rachel smiled and briefly left to prepare tea. Mellis, who had been dragged along without knowing anything, tilted her head and asked.
“A request?”
“Have you ever heard of a guild called Cherchiana?”
Mellis searched her memory for a moment, then nodded as she recalled a story Vivian had told her before.
Cherchiana was a dark guild where only the largest and most notorious mercenaries in the Empire belonged. They even didn’t hesitate to steal requests meant for other guilds by using their connections with nobles. She remembered Vivian grinding her teeth while telling that story.
“Rachel is the leader of that guild.”
“What…?”
That elegant and beautiful Rachel was the leader of Cherchiana? At these completely unexpected words, Mellis couldn’t make a sound and just gaped with her mouth open.
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“You came because of Revolity, right?”
“That’s right.”
Rachel, who soon returned to her seat, asked while filling their teacups. Mellis concentrated on the conversation with her ears perked up while drinking tea with an expressionless face.
‘Revolity?’
Wasn’t Revolity that vicious criminal organization she only learned about in history class? She was just puzzled as to why their name was being mentioned at this point.
“We’ve actually been investigating on our end too. There’s been so much talk about it.”
“Do you have any findings so far?”
“No. What’s certain is that Viscount Hersia of Kendal, Viscount Belan of Modnen, and Baron Esresin of Tarin were targeted. The Imperial Palace is blocking the media, but the story has already spread throughout the guilds.”
Mellis’s body flinched at the familiar name. Baron Esresin. He was definitely someone her father had dealings with when he was still alive. But was he saying that man had been murdered?
“Don’t even mention it. That murder case that happened in Kendal before, it turns out….”
Mellis suddenly recalled what Vivian had said before. Could that have been what Vivian was trying to tell her back then?
“Do you really think this matter is related to Revolity, Your Grace?”
“….”
At Rachel’s question, he fell silent for a moment. The revival of Revolity was an unrealistic story. Though the probability was slim, it could simply be a copycat crime.
However, they had brazenly flaunted their existence.
A hundred years ago, the biggest reason Revolity could run rampant like that was because of one person – the mage ‘Zen’ who was their leader.
To prevent magic from being used in crimes, all mages were required to register their mana traces with the Magic Tower.
But Zen, being a half-blood, was not a mage affiliated with the Magic Tower, and he used that fact to his advantage, evading pursuit from the Imperial Palace and Magic Tower while covering his tracks for a long time.
Thanks to that, laws were later enacted requiring everyone who manifested magical power to register with the Magic Tower regardless of race, but there were still many who evaded that legal net.
‘If someone with abilities like Zen exists again.’
Perhaps the same thing could repeat itself. Revolity, which had sought to break down discrimination against half-bloods, had ironically pushed half-bloods into even greater discrimination and cold treatment. It wouldn’t be strange at all if the same thing repeated after a hundred years had passed.
Recalling Zen’s chilling smile, he briefly bit the inside of his cheek. He knew it was excessive speculation, but once the anxious imagination began, it endlessly filled his mind.
“You know there was an accident at this hunting festival, right? The Aizen Magic Tower determined it was a simple calculation error, but I think someone intervened. And perhaps members of that group might be positioned within the Magic Tower as well.”
“…And you’re speculating that’s Revolity.”
“Yes.”
Though he didn’t want to voice it aloud, Kermanomon eventually acknowledged it.
“It’s certainly a plausible story. If Zen has been revived or someone with abilities comparable to his has appeared, they could not only plot revolution but also manipulate magic devices. Perhaps they tried to assassinate nobles during the hunting festival but things went wrong. What does His Majesty say?”
“Persiana has similar thoughts to mine. It’s just that he’s not conducting the investigation publicly, considering copycat crimes and the position of other half-bloods. The reason for controlling the media is the same.”
“I see.”
Rachel, who knew well how much damage countless half-bloods had suffered from Revolity’s crimes in the old days, nodded obediently. Right now, the story of Revolity’s revival was spreading as rumors among people, but the moment it became news and the investigation proceeded publicly, the entire society would be in turmoil.
The Imperial Palace seemed unable to move rashly, knowing this fact as well.
“Whether Revolity has truly been revived or not, there will definitely be movement from the half-blood side. For now, I’d like you to monitor their activities.”
“Understood. I’ll try to move as quietly as possible.”
“Good. I’m counting on you. My companions are waiting, so I should get going.”
Just as Kermanomon was preparing to leave, Rachel clenched her fists and asked in a careful voice.
“Is that person doing well?”
“…Yes.”
Hearing his quiet response, Rachel showed a bitter smile. However, she soon gently curved her eyes as if that was enough.
“Thank you for coming today. Please be careful going back, and give my regards to the Young Master as well.”
Rachel also smiled with her eyes at Mellis, giving her a farewell greeting to be careful going back.
Mellis bowed her head slightly in greeting and looked at her face for a long time. It was clearly the same smile as before, but for some reason she felt an inexplicable sadness from her.
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“Then a big bear came out and saved the fox!”
A little later, reunited in front of the theater, they listened to Garulus’s review of the play as he rode on Noel’s shoulders.
“Wow, that must have been really interesting!”
Mellis clapped her hands lightly and played along with Garulus’s words. Though she tried to smile, the truth was that her mind had been quite chaotic since meeting Rachel. Eventually, she slowed her steps and fell into worry.
‘Could Vivian be in danger?’
Ever since hearing the conversation between those two people, thoughts of Vivian wouldn’t leave his mind. And for good reason—she had the best magical abilities among all the people he knew, and she was also running an extremely suspicious Dark Guild.
Moreover, the majority of Bin’s members were half-bloods. In many ways, wasn’t this the perfect setup to be suspected by someone?
According to what he had heard before, during the time when Revolity was active, countless half-bloods had suffered tremendous persecution due to being mistaken for Revolity.
‘Could it be that Vivian is really…’
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