I Became the Genius Bastard of a Noble Dark Clan – 89

Chapter 89

Episode 89

This time, what Chris was holding in his hand was ginger ale.

– Sorry, our store does not sell alcohol to minors.

The same goes for the bars in the old-fashioned Destruction Maga area.

Others also expressed their discomfort.

– Confucius? It’s a little early to drink.

– Huh. He’s still a baby.

– Call me sister.

‘Those damn demons. What kind of a demon is more honest and old-fashioned than the Union guys!’

So I drank like crazy without Chris, and this was the result.

Everyone was suffering from alcoholism.

‘You’ve permed it by type. It looks good.’

As expected of the children of a noble family, the alcohol they drank was all of the highest quality. Chris was upset as he watched the alcohol he had always wanted to try in his previous life disappear into someone else’s stomach right in front of him.

Even among the drunk people was Simon.

Simon has disappeared, saying he is going to drink cow’s blood to cure his hangover.

Is beef the best for hangovers?

‘Everyone is doing well.’

Chris approached Kashmir, licking his lips.

Since we were going to break up soon, I had to finish my business.

“Prince of Kashmir.”

“Ugh, Prince Christian… I’m sorry for making you embarrassed… Ugh.”

Christian forced a smile, keeping his eyebrows from furrowing.

“Here is some good medicine for hangovers. Try it.”

“Ah, even this. How can Confucius be so warm? This Kashmir. I will never forget the favor I received from Confucius this time.”

… Even though I said it like that, with the image of a hangover wreck, it didn’t really hit home.

It’s not that I’m jealous and hateful. Really.

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‘Damn, I want a hangover too. I hate ginger.’

Chris swallowed his feelings and said.

“…and I have something else to tell you.”

“What is it?”

“This is the Fire Fan Group of the famous Yiseon family.”

“!!”

Kashmir’s eyes grew wide as if they were going to tear apart.

It was the medicine I had been longing for.

The only medicine that can save his mother, whose vitality is being drained by extreme hypothermia.

“Uh, how do I take this medicine…?”

“This is a medicine that I happened to get at an auction house a while ago. I didn’t have any use for it, so I just kept it, but after hearing about the circumstances of Prince Kashmir at a drinking party yesterday, I decided to give it to you.”

I did get it at an auction house.

Because it was made from materials that Ruina brought.

“Oh, Your Majesty….”

Kashmir’s voice trembled.

His eyes filled with tears.

‘How in the world is there such a person?’

From the moment we first met, I have been indebted to Christian endlessly.

He himself tried to kill him.

“I, I… am not worthy to receive this item from you, Your Majesty.”

Christian shook his head.

“Of course it’s not free. Even though we’re friends, I can’t give you something this expensive without paying for it.”

“That’s right! If there’s anything you wish for, just ask. I’ll give my life for it!”

Kashmir replied hastily.

however.

“Survive.”

“!!”

Christian looked at Kashmir with heavy eyes.

“You must have guessed what great hardships await you in the future.”

Chris knows.

What will happen to Kashmir?

“I don’t want anything else from you, Confucius. Just don’t give up no matter what happens to you. Endure and survive, and in the future, strike back at those who persecuted Confucius. That’s what I want.”

“…….”

Kashmir kept its mouth shut.

I felt it.

Chris’s heart that truly cares for himself.

Unable to hold back his trembling heart, Kashmir bit his lips and lowered his head.

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“…I will keep that in mind. And… thank you. I will never forget the kindness you have shown me.”

I was sincere.

At this moment, Kashmir made a pledge.

Later, he said he would give his life for Christian.

In this way, Kashmir gave his heart completely to Chris.

Next was Marisa.

“You… um. Have you sobered up a bit? Do you remember what happened yesterday? The injection was really bad.”

Marisa’s face turned bright red.

I remembered.

She was so drunk yesterday… she cried and hurled all kinds of curses and abuse at Christian.

– Hey, you bad guy! You bad guy! I’ll kill you!!

Chris crossed his arms.

‘…Marisa still has many regrets about this body.’

Besides swearing, Marisa was also talking about something else, but it was all drunken nonsense, so I couldn’t really understand anything other than the swearing.

“Here, here’s a hangover cure.”

“…thank you.”

Marisa took her medicine unusually quietly.

“…I’m sorry about yesterday. I was drunk.”

“It’s not like it’s just yesterday that you started to hate me, so why are you bringing it up again?”

“…….”

Marisa pursed her lips.

But he didn’t say anything and just turned his head away.

“Do you have anything else to say?”

“Yeah, take care.”

“…What are you talking about all of a sudden?”

“I know that there is someone in the poisonous Maga who wants to kill you.”

Marisa’s face hardened.

“What happened in the underground garden. The poisonous Magado must have had something to do with it.”

Perhaps this incident was instigated by the Marquis of Fresia to destroy Maga.

The goal is Christian’s life.

But is that simply the case?

‘If it weren’t for the tolerance of the poisonous Maga, the destroying Maga wouldn’t have been able to come forward.’

Even the poisonous Maga side wanted Marisa to die.

“…I know. That kind of thing.”

Marisa answered calmly.

“There are so many people trying to kill me that I can’t even tell them apart. It’s not surprising.”

Chris nodded.

The complicated circumstances of the Maganas of Destruction and the Maganas of Extreme Poison were the same for all the noble families.

“Thank you for your concern anyway.”

Marissa spoke softly, and Chris shrugged and walked away.

When I got to the carriage, Jupienne with a haggard complexion was waiting for me.

“Aren’t you going to give me some hangover cure?”

“We’re competitors. So why are you giving me the medicine?”

“I don’t like you.”

“Here, instead, here’s the candy I just picked up.”

Jupienne glared at Christian, then bit into the candy and opened her eyes wide.

I was completely sobered.

Chris chuckled and got into the carriage.

Now it was time to return to the Dark Maga.

‘Will Kashmir survive?’

Chris thought to himself.

It was no longer something he could intervene in.

Still, I thought it wouldn’t collapse as miserably as it did in the past.

‘By the way, there’s something else we need to worry about besides Kashmir.’

Chris said the name in his head.

‘That warrior Evan.’

It was a time when I was being treated unfairly in a famous swordsmanship school.

The problem is that something big is going to happen to Evan in the near future.

‘He barely managed to survive, but he suffered greatly as he became almost a wreck.’

If it weren’t for that, Evan could have grown up faster.

‘I wish I could intervene, but the great swordsmanship school is too far away. It would be difficult to meet them since they are probably operating in the shadows.’

There was another problem.

‘Wasn’t this the time when Evan was in his prime?’

Future Evan had a fair, upright, and honest personality, like a warrior.

Of course, that kind of personality was mostly just acting to show off to others, and in reality, deep down inside, he was secretly a bit prickly, but at least the personality that was shown to others on the outside was not lacking in the name of a warrior.

But Evan at this time said that everything in the world was crooked and twisted.

He won’t listen to you easily.

– Chris, if I had a friend like you by my side back then, it would have been a little less difficult for me.

Although Evan once said something like this when he was drunk.

well.

Chris was skeptical.

Right now, Evan won’t accept anything I tell him because the situation is that bad.

‘But if you can intervene for the sake of the future, it would be better to do so. Once you receive help, it is the type of thing you will never forget for the rest of your life.’

Evan also had a loyal dog-like side. He never forgot a favor.

Although it is a little different in style from Kashmir.

‘If Kashmir is like a gentle and loyal dog that follows orders well, Evan is… well. He’s a more burdensome style that’s not easy in many ways. A loyal dog is a loyal dog, but a prickly loyal dog?’

Chris shook his head.

Evan’s case seemed inevitable. Even if I wanted to help, there was no way I could intervene.

Right now, I had to focus on what was going on in Dark Maga.

Chris narrowed his eyes.

‘When I go back, a lot of things will have changed.’

It was just as Chris expected.

When I returned to the Dark Maga via the gate in the carriage, there was chaos.

Everyone was talking about Christian’s name.

His status was rising vertically.

* ? ?* ? ? *

The underground garden is a famous relic throughout the Southern Magic Kingdom.

If you are a passionate practitioner, this is a place you have all visited at least once.

So everyone knew how ridiculous what Christian had done this time was.

“You cut off the Spider Queen’s neck? How? Isn’t Prince Christian still a 3-star? Didn’t General Butler Simon take care of it?”

“Tell them that’s not true. Butler Simon said that he only assisted, and that it was Prince Christian who destroyed the Spider Queen.”

“Oh, really. I can’t believe it.”

“That’s not all. You’re a pioneer? You cleared the 27th floor by yourself? What on earth is the nickname ‘Devil Teasing’?”

“They say that there was an accident midway and that they were moved to the 27th floor. They say that they were tested by the devil there and passed the test.”

Since he couldn’t give the full details, Chris gave a rough rundown of the story on the 27th floor.

Everyone who heard the story looked astonished.

“The devil’s test?! Is that even possible? If I were to face the devil, I wouldn’t be able to maintain my sanity?”

“Isn’t Prince Christian no ordinary person?”

“but….”

The Dark Maga’s minions nodded.

From its first appearance until now.

It was Christian who always caused a huge stir with impossible miracles.

“But still, you passed the devil’s test. What kind of test was it?”

“You can’t say that because it’s a pact with the devil. It must have been a difficult test, just like clearing the 27th floor.”

That made sense.

If it weren’t for that level of brutal testing, I wouldn’t have been credited with clearing the 27th floor.

“Who the hell is Prince Christian?”

Everyone looked at Christian as if they were looking at an incomprehensible monster.

At that moment, a thought came to everyone’s mind.

‘Really, is there going to be a change in the succession?’

This is ridiculous.

Still, Christian lags far behind among all the successors.

But little by little, the number of people who think like this is increasing.

I think I’ll have to keep a close eye on Christian.

Meanwhile, Chris smiled faintly at the gaze of those people.

‘The response was good. Thanks to the tricks of the Marquis of Frescia, I got the best opportunity.’