I Became the Genius Bastard of a Noble Dark Clan – 149

Chapter 149

Episode 149

“…What’s going on?”

“…Although it is a rule established by His Majesty the Emperor, it can be applied differently depending on the situation.”

Chris continued.

“In particular, I have been appointed to the Dark Army as of today, and I will be under Your Majesty’s command. It is said that the commander’s orders on the battlefield take precedence over the monarch’s orders, so it will not be a crime to receive alcohol from Your Majesty.”

“…You really are good at talking. I hate guys who are just talkers.”

“Don’t worry. I’m not only good at talking, I’m also good at speaking.”

Marquis Schuppen frowned and clapped his hands.

“Okay. Bring the drinks I prepared!”

Mine, who appeared to be an adjutant, asked cautiously, standing quietly next to Marquis Shupen.

“…Everything?”

“okay.”

The adjutant went out and soon came back.

Holding a large bowl.

“No, isn’t that the black magic wine?”

“You brought that precious liquor? And that much?”

Chris’s eyes widened.

It was a liquor with a name I had heard of before.

‘The Dark Maga’s own America!’

Prestigious families usually had their own traditional liquor, but since it was not distributed outside the country, it was like trying to find a needle in a haystack for outsiders to taste it.

‘I would have been grateful even for cheap alcohol, but now I can’t help but be thankful for such a precious drink.’

In Chris’s eyes, it seemed as if a halo was shining behind Marquis Shupen’s back.

Of course, Marquis Schuppen didn’t prepare this drink specifically for Chris.

As expected of a die-hard miner, his intention is probably to just make the other person drink heavily and see their true colors.

But that intention didn’t matter.

There is a drink in front of you.

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That was all that mattered to Chris.

‘Alcohol! Alcohol! Alcohol! How many years has it been?’

Chris waited with superhuman patience for Marquis Schuppen to pour him a drink, his eyes rolling back.

“Take this. It is a long-standing tradition for me, as the commander, to offer alcohol to welcome new members of the Dark Army.”

Finally, Marquis Schuppen poured the wine in slurps.

It was a treat, not a glass.

“Today, the two of us will empty this entire room.”

“!!”

“Can you do it?”

It’s obvious at first glance that it’s a large bowl.

Chris swallowed hard.

Nervous? No. It was joy.

‘I was wondering what would happen if we just had one drink and called it a day.’

“I will gratefully accept it.”

Chris brought the glass to his lips with trembling hands.

He saw Marquis Schuppen looking at him coldly.

‘Are you telling me to drink it all at once? You really sound like an old fart.’

But it’s actually good.

A maddening scent assaulted my nose.

I would have been okay with the smell of cheap alcohol, but when I smelled the scent of America, I couldn’t stand it any longer.

He gulped down all the alcohol in the bowl.

Could it be because it was the taste of the alcohol I had been longing for? The taste on my tongue and the aftertaste were all fantastic.

‘Whoa! This is delicious. One more!’

It was the moment when I was about to shout out without even realizing it.

Something strange happened.

‘Huh? What is it?’

Marquis Schuppen’s face appeared to have two parts.

No, that wasn’t all.

The world seemed twisted. Or rather, spun around.

‘… Is there poison in the alcohol?’

I checked the body in surprise, but I didn’t feel any poisonous aura.

‘…what?’

That was the last one.

Chris banged his head on the table in front of him like a puppet with its strings cut off.

“…….”

“…….”

The room was plunged into silence.

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A mine spoke intermittently.

“…Are you drunk? From just one drink?”

“…Really? The black star isn’t that strong.”

But then I heard a shallow snoring.

I was so drunk I fell asleep!

“…What kind of drinking capacity is the size of a swallow’s eye booger?”

“…Isn’t it because he’s still a minor?”

“There are things even a perfect Christian prince can’t do.”

Meanwhile, Marquis Schuppen drank his share of the wine and clicked his tongue at Christian.

“As expected, you’re a sweetheart.”

* * *

“!!”

Chris opened his eyes with a start and then grabbed his head.

‘Ugh. Why does my head hurt so much? Could this be a hangover?’

Chris looked at me with a puzzled expression.

‘I only had one drink?’

It wasn’t even the high-alcohol type.

Chris’s face turned red as if he had heard shocking news.

‘No way… Is this body weak to alcohol?’

It seemed like that!

Because drinking capacity is thoroughly influenced by one’s physical constitution.

‘No, this body has completely transformed, so why is it weak to alcohol? Does that make sense?’

But when I thought about it carefully, I realized that just because I had a complete makeover, my drinking didn’t necessarily become stronger.

If you are physically deficient in alcohol-decomposing enzymes in your liver, it will be the same even if you are completely transformed.

‘Oh, that’s ridiculous. That can’t be true. It’s probably because my body hasn’t fully grown yet. It’ll definitely be different when I become an adult.’

Chris tried hard to deny his drinking capacity.

At that moment, a pure and beautiful ghost girl named Marie appeared from the wall.

[You’re awake. Your Highness has a hangover. How cute. You look so adorable drunk. I couldn’t help but want to wake up the sleeping prince and kiss him.]

“…I have a headache, so don’t make crazy jokes.”

[Ohhoho. Should I prepare some blood juice from a virgin that’s good for hangovers? Or, should I prepare some blood juice from a forbidden bachelor that’s full of energy?]

“Okay. By the way, did anything happen?”

Marie tilted her head.

[Oh, a guest came in the middle.]

“who?”

[He was a middle-aged man with a dirty look on his face… I think his name was Marquis Shupen.]

Chris tilted his head.

‘Why Marquis Shupen?’

He must have had some business.

[He said that he would head towards the barrier first, and that he would follow him as soon as he woke up.]

“!!”

Chris’s face hardened.

It was a test.

“How long has it been since Marquis Schuppen left?”

[It’s been about half a day. Actually, I kept waking him up, but he just wouldn’t wake up.]

Chris swallowed the curse.

Come to think of it, it seems like Marie was whispering to me to wake up from a psychic phenomenon.

‘This body, what’s so weak about alcohol?’

Anyway, it was a big deal.

In half a day, the distance will already be quite far.

‘You damn old fart. Why do you keep giving me tests like this?’

But it couldn’t be helped.

He was now taking his second succession test, and Marquis Schuppen was practically his supervisor.

These tests will continue until the succession test is over.

“For now, I’ll leave first. Tell Alos and Melin to follow behind! Oh, and ask them to prepare and bring the items I mentioned.”

[What is it?]

“Oh, I’ll write it down here now. Please pass it on.”

Chris mounted his horse and kicked his feet.

I thought to myself, holding back the nausea and hangover.

‘Marquis Shupen, you unlucky old fart. I will make you submit to me!’

* * *

It took half a day of full-speed running to catch up with Marquis Schuppen.

I felt like my stomach was going to turn over from the forced march.

‘Damn, this kind of physically demanding work isn’t really my specialty.’

It’s been just over a year and a half since Chris returned.

Although he achieved great success in an instant with his genius talent, he had many shortcomings, such as physical strength and endurance.

It was inevitable because the absolute amount of training time was insufficient.

But I couldn’t show my weakness, so I controlled my expression and approached Marquis Shupen.

“I followed orders.”

Marquis Schuppen was roasting meat over a campfire with his adjutant.

Chris took a drink and took a sip of the black star tea.

‘Tsk. It looks delicious. I’d like to have another glass.’

Marquis Schuppen glanced up at Christian and said.

“Sit next to me. Deeks, bring him a glass too… No, that won’t do, he’s a little kid. Bring him some ginger ale.”

Chris was furious, but he couldn’t say anything in response to the recent incident.

‘Damn, you’ll be able to drink more when you grow up, just wait and see. Then I’ll blow the bottle in front of you.’

Marquis Schuppen was drinking alone when he suddenly said:

“If you had arrived any later, I would have cancelled your appointment.”

“!!”

Chris’s heart sank.

It wasn’t a threat.

“Are you serious?”

“Do I look like the type to joke around? Of course I’m serious. Whether it’s the succession test or something, the Dark Lord’s personnel authority is entirely in my hands.”

Marquis Schuppen took another sip of his drink.

“This isn’t the only time. I’ll keep finding excuses to kick you out, and if I find a reason to do so, I’ll fire you immediately.”

“I find this hard to understand. Aren’t you being overly hostile toward me?”

I expected that I wouldn’t be welcomed, but it was just too much.

But Marquis Schuppen shook his head and said something unexpected.

“Hostile? Not at all. The reason I’m doing this is for the opposite reason.”

“What do you mean?”

“I’m doing this because I recognize that you’re a decent person in your own right.”

A story that doesn’t make sense.

Marquis Schuppen continued speaking softly.

“If you become the Grand Duke like this, you will die a dog’s death.”

“!!”

“I knew at first sight that you were a great talent. However, you are still too young to become the Grand Duke. If you become the Grand Duke like this, you will not be able to withstand the coming troubles and will die in vain.”

Chris understood what Marquis Schuppen was saying.

‘Marquis Shupen also anticipates the troubles Dark Maga will face in the future.’

soon of late.

The Southern Magic Kingdom is caught up in a whirlwind of turmoil.

All of them are struck by blue, without exception, darkness, poison, or destruction, and they are left covered in wounds.

‘This is something that will happen in the next year or two. Thanks to that, the Southern Magical Nation will collapse without being able to properly resist in the war with the Four Kings that followed.’

If Chris were to become the Archduke, he would have to face the chaos head on.

It was most likely a life-threatening situation.

“The situation is not good. Even if a brat like you becomes the Grand Duke, you will only be a useless sacrificial lamb.”

Marquis Schuppen took a cigar out of his bosom and put it in his mouth, as if he had finished his meal.

“What happens next is something that we adults should handle, not something rookies like you.”

Chris shook his head.

I know this isn’t said with bad intentions.

Contrary to his violent personality, his caring attitude towards the younger members of his family was unexpected.

‘It’s actually something to be thankful for.’

That wasn’t the case for Chris.

Because he absolutely had to become the Archduke.

Even because of the coming tribulation.

No, no one but Chris could have stopped that chaos.

Even the Marquis of Shupen, who is acting all smart now, will soon be dead.

With that in mind, I opened my mouth.

“That’s the kind of talk you get from an old man.”

“What does it matter whether you are young or old when it comes to fighting against enemies as a mine? Isn’t that something that only the Allied bastards would think of?”

The adjutant next to him gasped at that arrogant remark.

But surprisingly, Marquis Schuppen didn’t look offended at all.

As expected, Marquis Schuppen did not seem to be the type to care about petty etiquette.

“You do say some pretty peculiar things, Mine.”

“…….”

“But there’s no point in saying such things without having the power. Right now, you’re of no help to the Dark Maga.”

Chris’s power is currently at 5 stars, but it’s not helping.

But it wasn’t wrong.

A 5-star mine serves as the leader of a small fighting force within the Dark Maga, or as an officer of a knight order.

A position similar to that of an adjutant in the Dark Army.

It is an essential force that cannot be dispensed with, but it is not a force that can determine the outcome of a major country.

If you want to take on a really important role that will be of great help to the Dark Maga, you must be at least a 6-star master class.

“Whether you exist or not, it doesn’t mean anything….”

“Do you really think so?”

“what?”

“I think differently.”

At that moment.

An unbelievable change occurred.

For a moment, a strange sensation passed through Marquis Schuppen’s perception.