I Became the Genius Bastard of a Noble Dark Clan – 65

Chapter 65

Episode 65

“…It’s okay now, so you can stop coming.”

Chris said with an uncomfortable expression.

From that day on, Jupienne came to visit every day.

And then he just sat there without saying anything.

It’s still like that now.

“…….”

I just sat there blankly, looking at Chris.

‘… Are you coming here on purpose to make me uncomfortable? Revenge?’

It was a timid and powerful revenge! It was extremely uncomfortable.

Marie also seemed to dislike it and said with a cold smile, “Ohhoho.”

[Would you like something to drink, Your Majesty? Should I prepare some virgin blood… juice?]

“No, I like bachelor blood juice. If possible, please give me handsome man’s blood.”

[… Bachelor’s blood juice isn’t my specialty.]

As expected, Jupiendo is a strong opponent.

When I answered without even blinking, Marie answered with a sigh.

‘… When are you going?’

I didn’t really have anything to say, and I didn’t get much of a response when I spoke to him, so I just stayed quiet.

After a while, Jupienne got ready to stand up. It was a moment when Chris was secretly delighted.

“I hate you. I’m going to crush you someday.”

“…okay.”

“still.”

Jupienne’s voice became quiet.

He turned his head and said.

“…Thank you this time.”

“…….”

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Is it an illusion that my white earlobes appear faintly red?

Chris looked surprised for a moment.

Then he smiled and said.

“I can’t hear you very well. Could you please speak a little louder so I can hear you?”

“…If you didn’t hear it, then stop.”

Jupienne answered coldly again.

“Don’t get me wrong. I’m just admitting what you did.”

“Well, I did something great. If you know, you can consider me your savior from now on.”

“…….”

Jupienne glanced at Chris and said.

“When you become a Confucius, things will be different from now. Keep that in mind and don’t be arrogant.”

Chris understood what she meant.

It was advice.

‘It will definitely be different from before.’

Up until now, Confucius and Chris were on completely different levels.

A being that does not need to be trampled.

But when you become a Confucius, things change.

You will be on equal footing with them.

That means the other princes will also try to trample him with all their might.

‘Well, it doesn’t matter.’

Chris also wanted to trample on them.

The most likely candidate is the second son, Ashdod.

Princess Yurian, who also hid a secret.

The Three Princes, known for their cruelty to their enemies.

Madman 1st Prince Sherard too.

They were all targets for him to trample on.

‘And that target includes Princess Jupienne?’

Chris tilted his head as he looked at Jupien, who was sitting blankly in front of him like a doll.

Although he helped her with this, it doesn’t mean that their relationship has become closer.

Now that I’m a Confucius, I’ll have to compete with Jupien too.

But he didn’t have that much ill feelings towards Jupien.

It might be because of Jupien’s personality.

Although she seemed innocent, she did not have a twisted personality.

Especially when you look at the circumstances surrounding her death later on.

In the original life.

Jupienne dies during World War I.

At that time, Dark Maga was submitting to the Blood Lord and following his orders. I heard that he refused the Blood Lord’s order to massacre a small village in the Alliance and was thrown into a demon cage alive and died.

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It was an unusual event, so it was memorable.

“Why are you looking at me like that? Am I that pretty?”

“…….”

Jupienne seemed to be secretly fourth-dimensional.

“Or else. Let’s go.”

Chris said a word while watching Jupien get up in a daze.

“It would be a good idea to practice separating your welcome from your ego.”

“…….”

“Otherwise, the welcome would not be able to move and live separately.”

At that time, it was advice given after seeing Jupien unleash the splitting sword against the masked woman.

Jupienne stared blankly at Chris for a moment.

“…Do you know much about illusions?”

“I studied for about three months.”

For reference, Jupien has been practicing illusionism for over 5 years.

“You’re so cocky.”

“Geniuses are naturally arrogant.”

Jupienne frowned and left the room.

‘Do you understand?’

It didn’t seem like it was overheard.

‘I don’t know if I’ll gain enlightenment from these words. Well, I guess I’ll figure it out.’

Since it was a whimsical help, it didn’t really matter whether it was successful or not.

‘By the way, I need to get better soon too.’

Chris made a sour face.

It seemed like I would get better quickly if I used the secret technique of the famous doctor, but I couldn’t use it because of other people’s gaze.

[Ohhoho… Now that the intruder is out, it’s time to enjoy some quality time with the girl again.]

“…You go out too.”

[Ohhoho… I’ll bring you the ginger ale that you like. How about a nice drink with the girl? Whatta?]

“…You don’t like ginger? And what kind of freezing atmosphere is this….”

As I was knocking like that, I heard a knock again.

[… Is it that annoying princess again?]

“Well. Who is it?”

This was not the Dark Magic’s main residence, but a villa near the conference hall, so no one came to visit except for Jupien.

Marie opened the door again with a look of intruder.

But it wasn’t Jupien.

An unexpected face.

It was Marisa from the poisonous Maga!

She stood in front of Chris with an awkward face.

“…What happened?”

“…Are you okay?”

“…So-so? It still hurts quite a bit.”

That’s it.

Marisa kept her mouth shut and said nothing more.

A complex emotion flashed through her jewel-like emerald eyes.

‘…Why did he come again? If he came here, he should have talked. Did he come here to make me uncomfortable too?’

Ghost Marie said as if to tell the intruder to disappear.

[Ohhoho… If you have nothing to say, then please go back. Our master needs my loving care.]

But Marisa said something unexpected.

“There is someone who wants to see you.”

“who?”

“My father.”

“…what?”

Chris couldn’t help but question for a moment.

It had to be that way.

“If it were your father….”

“Yeah, that’s right.”

Chris swallowed hard.

Marisa’s father.

He was the Duke of Huam, the head of the Extreme Poison Maga family and the 8th Demon Lord.

* ? ?* ? ?*

Chris followed Marissa.

Although he was still recovering, he was able to move around easily.

“Did His Highness the Duke of Huam come to the conference room? I thought only the lower-level staff were present.”

“You didn’t attend the meeting directly. You just coordinated it behind the scenes.”

“…I see.”

Chris nodded.

It was an unexpected meeting with a big shot.

‘I thought we’d never meet again.’

Duke Huam, like Nordland, died before the outbreak of World War I.

It was something that only had one or two years left.

But Marisa, who was walking ahead, said something unexpected.

“…Are you really okay?”

“Huh? So-so.”

“…okay.”

Silence again.

Chris tilted his head.

I feel like I have something more to say.

“why?”

“…Can I ask you one thing? Did you anticipate this conspiracy and prepare for it?”

“Yes, that’s right. Just as I testified at the conference.”

Marissa shut her mouth tightly again.

“…Then, what about the one who subdued me?”

Chris didn’t deny it.

“I thought that if the poisonous Maga were plotting, they might target you. The circumstances of the poisonous Maga’s succession are complicated. I suppressed them just in case.”

“…I see.”

A complex light appeared in Marisa’s eyes again.

Come to think of it, Chris was deliberately trying to pick a fight with her back then.

At the time, I called her a murderer, but looking back, I realized that I was being considerate of her in my own way.

It was shameful, but thanks to Chris’s restraint, Marissa was able to avoid any suspicion.

If not, I would have been in trouble trying to explain whether or not I really had nothing to do with this incident.

‘…I owe you something.’

Marisa glanced to the side.

Christian’s face appeared.

For no reason, I felt dizzy.

Marisa frowned at the unknown thought in her heart.

“…Anyway, thank you. If it weren’t for you, I would have been in big trouble.”

Chris looked at Marissa like that and thought to himself.

‘Still, I’m glad you know the favor.’

Now it was time to slowly make Marisa his slave.

Started hitting the target.

“What? You are important to me.”

“…What did you say just now?”

thud.

Marisa’s heart sank.

My heart was pounding like crazy for no reason.

Blood rushed to my head, and I stuttered in embarrassment without realizing it.

“Wh, what?”

We’re already finished. If you do this… .

I was trying to say something, but I couldn’t get the words out and was struggling, when Chris continued.

In an indifferent voice.

Not a single emotion was expressed.

“There will be a lot of things between the Maga and the main family in the future. So, I want you to become a political ally. For the benefit of both families.”

“…….”

It wasn’t a bad story, but Marisa’s expression turned cold.

Chris tilted his head.

“Is it because of our previous relationship? Don’t worry about that. I have absolutely no intention of breaking off our engagement or getting back together. We’re perfect strangers.”

I emphasized it strongly so that she could feel at ease, but her reaction was strange.

It became even more like an ice rink.

“…Marisa?”

“…I will follow your suggestion. For the benefit of both families.”

That’s it.

Marissa said nothing more.

“??”

“…….”

Chris kept tilting his head, but she kept her mouth shut and said nothing in response.

I was curious, but I didn’t have the luxury of thinking about it any more leisurely.

We have arrived at our destination.

It was time to meet the Duke of Huam, the head of the Maga family and the Demon Lord.

* ? ?* ? ?*

Duke Huam was looking out the window.

Age: around mid-50s?

He was about the same age as the Marquis of Langham.

‘Eight-star mine.’

However, I didn’t feel as oppressed as I did when I first saw the Nordic Nogaju.

Perhaps, it is because they intentionally erased the presence.

The impression was also soft, unlike mine.

He had the appearance of a typical scholar.

But that doesn’t mean it can be underestimated.

Duke Huam is a master of poison who can wipe out an entire army with just one gesture.

There must be an unimaginable depth of ocean hidden within that soft exterior.

“My lord, I have brought Christian from the Baron Duke’s house.”

Duke Huam turned his gaze.

A smile appeared on his lips.

“Yes, Lisa. But didn’t you tell me to call you Daddy?”

“…My lord.”

“You keep hitting the wall, this makes me sad.”

“You are in front of a customer. Please exercise caution.”

Duke Huam chuckled.

“Okay, I understand. I was being rude. Instead, let’s have dinner together later. I told you to prepare your favorite deer dish.”

“…All right.”

Marisa turned her back and left, and the Duke of Huam looked at his daughter’s back with warm eyes for a moment.

‘… That’s unexpected.’

Chris looked surprised at the affectionate appearance of his wife.

‘I didn’t know Duke Huam was this kind of person.’

Chris has no acquaintance with the Duke of Huam in his previous life.

But he knew the Duke of Huam very well.

It had to be that way.

Because he was a very famous person.

In the Union, the Duke of Huam was much more famous than the Nordian of Nogaju.

Because it’s strong? No.