Young Master, Please Put Some Pants On! - Chapter 89

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Chapter 89

Vivian was Adam Ferzen’s person? At this shocking story, Mellis doubted her own ears. Even she, who had spent years with Vivian, was hearing this for the first time.

Unlike her, whose mind had gone blank, Kermanomon maintained a calm attitude as if he had suspected it.

“Not now, then. From what you’re saying, it doesn’t seem like the Former Empress would have let her leave that place quietly.”

“The children of Golden Mane are tamed by their master from an early age. Moreover, they have Word Binding cast on them, so they can’t even reveal this fact.”

At the mention of Word Binding, Kermanomon recalled the appearance of the men he had seen in the Western Mountains.

“I too spent my childhood bound in that place, and only after my magical power manifested could I escape from Golden Mane. I broke the Word Binding myself after that. I’m probably the only person who came out of that place alive.”

“Did the Former Empress cast the Word Binding herself? Though she was said to be able to handle magical power, as far as I know, her skills weren’t that outstanding.”

“Yes. But it’s sufficient for taming children with immature minds.”

Kermanomon furrowed his brow quite seriously. Of course, there were often noble houses that secretly maintained secret organizations, but to think that the Ferzen Ducal House had an organization made up of selected children, and only mixed-bloods at that. He felt an indescribably unpleasant feeling.

Adam Ferzen knew what kind of treatment a mixed-blood baby born between the Emperor and herself would receive, yet she strived to have a child while avoiding the Imperial Family’s eyes. She ultimately protected the child in her womb, but paradoxically, she regarded the fact that her son was a mixed-blood as a very great flaw.

Would such a person really gather mixed-bloods to form an organization without any reason?

“Is Duke Ferzen also involved in this matter?”

“I don’t know that much. When I was there, Duke Ferzen was also young.”

“I see.”

Kermanomon slowly shifted his gaze. If there really was a mixed-blood organization that moved only for the Former Empress as Vivian said, the probability that it was related to this Revolity incident was also high.

‘Then it makes sense that Garulus was threatened at the hunting festival.’

Wasn’t Adam Ferzen someone who had openly disliked him since her days as Imperial Consort? There was no way such a person would look kindly upon the child that Kermanomon cherished.

The Former Empress was also one of those who had been on his list of suspects along with Arsian, but that was only his speculation.

Above all, Adam seemed to have given up everything after entrusting the ducal title to Arsian and hadn’t easily shown herself since then. That’s why he hadn’t thought that she would be plotting something now.

However, the moment he heard Vivian’s story, his suspicion gradually turned into conviction.

‘This is unbelievable…’

Meanwhile, Mellis, who had been quietly listening to their conversation, grew increasingly pale.

Every time Arsian’s name came from their mouths, she felt nauseous and uncomfortable. Eventually, she left the room under the excuse of getting some fresh air.

Even while walking blankly through the corridor, this situation only felt confusing. Kermanomon and Vivian were suspecting the Ferzen Ducal House as the mastermind behind this Revolity incident.

If Vivian’s story was entirely true, the Former Empress was the most likely suspect in the current situation. If she was really the culprit behind this incident…

‘What happens to Arsian?’

No matter how much the Former Empress acted independently, could Arsian be acknowledged as completely unrelated to this matter? The current Revolity wasn’t simply a noble-hating group. From strange drugs to illegal trading, human trafficking, and magical beast release. Each one was a serious crime that could result in the annihilation of the entire family if mishandled.

Even if he luckily escaped, Arsian’s position would be greatly shaken compared to now. Among the various imaginations filling her mind, thoughts she wanted to avoid kept creeping up.

‘…Is it really true that Arsian has nothing to do with this matter?’

As Kermanomon had said, did Arsian approach her with some intention? In fact, hadn’t she also been wary of him at first?

Arsian had easily approached her with the reason that he had feelings for her, yet showed a lukewarm attitude when it came to expressing his own heart.

‘Of course, that’s why Arsian was comfortable to be with.’

Mellis began to carefully retrace everything from her first meeting with Arsian to all the times they had spent together.

‘No matter what happens, I’m always on Mellis’s side. Please never forget that.’

At that moment, she felt deep guilt. It was none other than Arsian. He was the one who understood her struggles and helped her worry about secrets she couldn’t tell anyone. Not only that, he was also the only person who believed in and supported the dream she had given up on for so long.

However, she wanted to believe in the Arsian she had seen all this time. No, she had to believe. Just as he had believed in her when she was in the most dangerous situation.

Even if he had approached her with impure intentions, the time they had spent together until now wouldn’t become a lie.

“….”

But Kermanomon’s suspicion seemed to have already become somewhat of a certainty. Recalling his sharp, thorn-like gaze from earlier made her stomach churn once again.

It was exactly like the image of him she had once imagined and feared. She felt that if he ever discovered her true identity, he would surely look at her with just such eyes.

At some point, Mellis had unknowingly begun to feel a sense of kinship with Arsian, projecting part of herself onto him. She knew all too well how terrible it felt to be hated by others because of a race she had no choice in being born into.

‘I need to persuade the Grand Duke first.’

At least until concrete evidence emerged, things couldn’t turn against him. As she paced the corridor, biting her nails, she saw Kermanomon emerge from the room.

Mellis approached him, hesitating for a moment before carefully opening her mouth.

“Grand Duke, surely… you don’t really suspect Duke Ferzen, do you? Duke Ferzen couldn’t be involved in this matter. He’s absolutely not that kind of person.”

At her definitive tone, Kermanomon slowly turned around. His expression hardened unconsciously as he asked back in a flat voice.

“What do you mean by ‘absolutely’ not that kind of person?”

“Exactly what I said. Arsian is someone who cares more than anyone about improving the treatment of half-bloods. There’s no way such a person would use and betray other half-bloods for his own benefit.”

“….”

Mellis clutched her skirt hem with a forlorn expression.

“Vivian said it was an old story too, and nothing has been confirmed yet, so I hope you won’t suspect Arsian too much…”

Kermanomon glanced at her words and roughly ran a hand through his hair.

‘Duke Ferzen again…’

Every time that name spilled from her lips, he felt an indescribable unpleasant emotion. Kermanomon slowly rolled his tongue against the inside of his cheek and muttered.

“I’ve been curious for a while now. Why do you trust Duke Ferzen so much? From anyone’s perspective, this doesn’t seem like a situation where you should be covering for him.”

“Well, we’re friends. And I’m not covering for him—I’m just worried that he might get hurt for no reason.”

“Is that simply all there is to it? Are you the type of person who believes everything a friend says?”

“I’m trusting the Arsian I’ve seen all this time. You’re the one who’s convinced that Arsian is the culprit even though no concrete evidence has emerged.”

At his seemingly accusatory attitude, Mellis’s tone also became sharper. A heavy silence flowed between the two.

Soon, Kermanomon let out a deep sigh and broke the silence with a low murmur.

“I find it suspicious that he approached you in the first place. It’s also remarkable that you trust that black-hearted bastard so firmly as a friend.”

“….”

“I told you. Duke Ferzen inherited the Former Empress’s bloodline completely.”

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