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Chapter 815

"Why can't you think of the simplest solution? Your esteed father is precisely the person to consult in such situations."

"...What?"

Kiolle's expression was one of utter bewildernt, a face that clearly hadn't considered the idea.

"Go and inform him. That will solve everything imdiately. Why ignore a swift solution and do nothing?"

"This matter...! But what if contacting my father inadvertently leads to a discussion about His Highness the Crown Prince...!"

"Unless you're extrely suspicious in your approach, I doubt he'd bring it up first. You haven't let slip the Crown Prince's absence yet, have you?"

"That's true... My father hasn't been directly overseeing Bright Palace lately... But still, I am an adult... Contacting my family over such a matter is sothing a child would do... How will my father and the others view !"

It was ludicrous to hear such words from soone whose actions were often more childish than anyone else's and who constantly boasted of his lineage.

"What will they think? They'll think the sa as usual. Looking too changed isn't good either."

"What did you say?!"

"Have you forgotten how, after you lost our duel, you used your family's influence to have expelled? You had no qualms about exploiting your family then; why is this any different?"

Kiolle failed to provide a satisfactory answer.

"That was in the past! Why bring it up again! How despicable!"

He was on the verge of tears and running out.

'Such a person, claiming to be a master strategist... Everyone must be blind.'

Yuder decided to coax Kiolle a bit.

In truth, it was nothing much. Just a few convincing words would suffice for Kiolle.

“Kiolle, our Cavalry has learned that the so-called sage and his group, whom you call swindlers, are currently in this city. Imagine if they're lucky enough to encounter the Crown Prince."

"No! That must never happen...!"

"Better to be seen protecting the Crown Prince alone, even in the worst-case scenario, than to have rumors spread about you handing him over to the Herne family after abducting him to the south. It'll be easier if you're in touch with us."

"Eww… …."

"Still, if you're more comfortable being with the Herne family, that's your call. If it were , I would've kicked the Crown Prince out the mont I found him hiding in my carriage. But if that's how you express your loyalty, I've nothing to say."

"Ah, how dare you speak so disrespectfully about him...!"

"Consider what's best for you in your current situation and who to cooperate with. Imagine the worst-case scenario that could arise from dawdling within Herne."

"..."

"And one last thing, rember your oath to assist wherever you are."

After saying this, Yuder looked at Kiolle's twisted face and asked one last question.

"What will you do now?"

"You truly are a devilish being."

Kiolle clenched his teeth in response.

"I'll contact you in about a week! After I've escaped the clutches of that arrogant Duke of Herne! And I'll catch those swindlers too, so just you wait!"

"You intend to capture the sage? Such grand aspirations. It would be best to be cautious and avoid being brainwashed if you encounter them."

Yuder turned his gaze away from Kiolle, who was barking like a dog.

"Fine. Do as you wish. Anyway, I'm leaving now."

"..."

"What? Is there sothing else you want to say?"

Kiolle, with a reluctance in his eyes unlike his usual deanor, bit his lip hard and finally spoke.

"The... the cavalry."

"...”

"You're aware of the swindlers' brainwashing abilities, right? You even ntioned earlier that you knew how to counter it."

Yuder had obtained so information about the abilities, but he hadn't completely figured out how to undo the brainwashing yet. Nevertheless, he decided to continue listening, as Kiolle's expression was earnest and troubled, a change from before.

"Then what?"

"Those who are brainwashed, their, their speech and actions beco strange and different. You know that, right?"

"So, what are you trying to say?"

"Well, it's just that His Highness the Crown Prince doesn't trust , rather he has a bizarre misunderstanding about . Honestly, if it weren't for that misunderstanding, I would never have brought him here."

So, did this an that Crown Prince Katchian was currently brainwashed and had coerced Kiolle into moving him against his will?

'So it wasn't just that Kiolle mindlessly brought him along after discovering the prince's escape.'

Indeed. True loyalty, bearing the weight of pain and conviction without complaint, is fitting only for knights like Nathan Zuckerman. Kiolle, who feared nothing more than his father's reprimand and knew nothing of true loyalty, wouldn't have endured all this for Katchian.

"So, perhaps, you might know how to... undo the brainwashing, or at least help clear up the misunderstanding?"

"You can't do it."

"That's why! Not , soone else! Tell !"

Kiolle exclaid loudly.

"If you're going to keep using , it's not good for to be in trouble!"

Yuder was surprised. There hadn't been a more convincing argunt from Kiolle before.

"If I keep hearing such words from him, I'll truly lose all my honor and die in disgrace!"

Yuder now beca curious about what Katchian had said to Kiolle to make him suffer so.

"What misunderstanding?"

"Don't ask about that!"

"I need to know if I'm to help you or not. If you don't like it, then so be it."

As Yuder turned to leave, Kiolle grabbed the hem of his clothes desperately.

"No! Don't go! Well, you can go, but just tell that! I don't need anything else!"

"I don't like your manner of asking."

"What?!"

"If you politely and properly explain what this 'misunderstanding' is and then humbly ask, I might consider it. Otherwise, no."

Yuder declared this, looking down with an expressionless face. Dressed in his impressive formal attire, he appeared even more formidable than usual.

Kiolle truly wanted to challenge Yuder Aile to a duel at that mont. However, that desire dimd as he recalled Yuder's terrifying abilities and the fallen Imperial Knights.

Amidst his trembling fists, Kiolle pondered over all the statents he had endured from Crown Prince Katchian.

“The anticipation of the Duke and others learning about your homosexuality is quite exciting.”

"I wonder who the partner might be. Given your pride, you surely wouldn't consort with anyone less than a noble. But if you do, that would be even more amusing."

"If you don't want to be exposed, follow my words. It ans I hold all your weaknesses."

"Surely you wouldn't harm . I am the finest piece presented by your family. Don't make a foolish choice."

It was an insanely frustrating ti. No matter how much he insisted he wasn't homosexual, no one would believe him. The effort to conceal Katchian, who seed to have no intention of hiding his identity, had led to many desperate acts within the Herne family.

The First Princess of the Herne family, having previously t him and Katchian, found his behavior and speech perplexing, especially when he attempted to conceal Katchian's presence. As a result, she now views Kiolle as utterly insane.

He didn't want to endure more humiliation. And he was certainly not homosexual!

And this trendous misunderstanding was all Yuder's fault. If only Yuder hadn't constantly summoned Kiolle, dragging him around, and if only Katchian hadn't caught sight of them, this tragic misunderstanding would never have occurred.

Therefore, Kiolle believed Yuder should be held responsible for this predicant.

"This... Whose fault is this…!"

"Are you suggesting it's my fault you're misunderstood?"

"Yes!"

Yuder didn't blink an eye. He crossed his arms and tilted his head as he spoke.

"Fine. I'm more intrigued now. Try asking with your head bowed."

"This…!"

Kiolle was so angry he nearly fainted.

"If you won't do it, then forget it."

In the end, Kiolle, like swallowing a bitter pill, managed to explain the misunderstanding about his alleged homosexuality and even went as far as to 'request' help.

Although it looked more like he was swallowing tears of rage than bowing, Yuder decided to be lenient.

'Now that I think about it, claiming it's my fault isn't entirely absurd.'

The idea of using the misunderstanding of homosexuality as leverage to manipulate soone was baffling.

Yuder realized anew that Emperor Katchian's way of holding nurous nobles' weaknesses in his previous life wasn't accidental. Truth be told, Yuder Aile wasn't much different. He had killed the forr Cavalry Commander on Emperor Katchian's orders, but this secretive assassination beca both proof of Yuder's loyalty and a perpetual weakness held by Emperor Katchian.

At the ti, Yuder hadn't thought of it as a weakness, but Emperor Katchian saw it differently. Whenever he distrusted or distanced himself from Yuder, he would indirectly remind him of that incident.

And then, he used it as the first charge in the death sentence, putting the final nail in the coffin.

'So have changed greatly since my return, but others remain the sa, their nature and ultimate fate unchanged despite any transformation. Crown Prince Katchian seems to belong to the latter.'

A cold, faint smile appeared and then disappeared from Yuder's lips.

'And besides... if it's just a misunderstanding of that nature, wouldn't it be resolved simply by officially getting engaged or dating soone? Why is he such a fool?'

Katchian's manipulation of the homosexual misunderstanding was possible because Kiolle wasn't responding appropriately. Naturally, people would believe the misunderstanding if he didn't speak up or defend himself. Who wouldn't?

Kiolle seed to have a nature that fixated on a single thought when cornered. In many ways, it was a miracle he had survived this long with such a personality.

Just as Yuder was about to speak and enlighten him on this fact, faint sounds of footsteps and shouting ca from beyond the space sealed by the wind.

"The Duke has arrived!”

"Where is Sir Diarca?"

'Ah, the father who was late to his son's funeral has finally arrived.'

Kiolle, too, seed to have heard the commotion, as his complexion paled. Yuder sighed softly and gestured with his eyes.

"Let's leave for now. We can discuss this matter after you've left the Herne family."

"Ugh…"

"I'll go out first. You wait a bit before following."

"That would make look arrogant!"

What did it matter? Kiolle da Diarca was already known for being arrogant.

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In the autumn of his 18th year, after winning the high school kendo championship finals, an unexpected accident occurred.

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"Why was soone like you born into this world to make so miserable? Do you understand when I say it like this?! You were born with talent for the sword, a bright personality, everything - you must have been laughing at always lagging behind! Did you even know how pathetic I felt because of your stupid hypocrisy? A genius? What does any of that matter!"

Seung-jo's cries stabbed at his heart, wailing as if he were crying even though he wasn't, but there was no ti to think further. He quickly clutched my stomach, got up, and ran towards him.

He looked surprised for a mont, but he was desperate.

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Screech!

Bang! With an impact that felt like his whole body was being shattered, he flew through the air.

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***

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When his vision returned after everything went white, he was standing in the middle of a bustling town. Amidst the clamor, countless people were busily going about their business here and there.

He looked down at himself, standing dazed and wearing clothes of unknown origin. When he touched the sleeve, he felt the texture of fabric as real as reality. His hair felt the sa, and even when he touched the wall of a nearby house, he could clearly feel the solid, cold surface.

Is this... VT?

It seed like a joke. It truly felt as if he had co to another world and was touching everything.

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'Can I really walk?'

He first stepped out with his left foot, then very slowly put strength into his heavy right foot. It felt like cold sweat was running down his spine.

And then,

He lifted it,

Moved it,

And took another step to touch the ground again.

So easily. As if there had never been any problem with this leg from the beginning.

"Ah..."

At that mont, sothing that was neither joy nor emotion shot up his spine. Suddenly feeling a lump in his throat, he lowered his head and leaned against the wall. His right foot, bearing his weight, was doing its job perfectly.

"..."

Holding back the tightness in his throat, he took another step.

It didn't hurt. It wasn't heavy. His leg was no longer a useless piece of wood that ached.

Damn it, to be able to walk so easily like this.

To be able to run so easily like this.

He had wished even in his dreams for the day to co when he could walk and run like this again.

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"Kap. ...There seems to be a misunderstanding. That's not what I ant."

Just as he was thinking he should throw a punch, Yu-wan sighed with a troubled look and said.

A misunderstanding? How could it be a misunderstanding when he said with his own mouth that he didn't think of as a friend?

"I didn't expect to receive such a question suddenly, so my explanation was probably too brief. Let rephrase."

Yu-wan reached out his hand, his face completely changed from before - intense yet resolute - as he stared at him. As he didn't reject the hand suddenly approaching his face and kept his gaze fixed, his cool large hand touched his cheek completely.

A shiver ran down his spine at that mont.

"I'm sorry to say this to you, but I don't see you only as a friend. ...This is the complete answer."

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Jin Soram, the top-ranked hunter representing South Korea's Rift Phenonon Managent Headquarters, is stronger than anyone else and lazier than anyone else. As soon as he arrives at the office, he buries himself under a blanket and falls asleep. When he goes out on a mission, he causes accidents and returns to the office, often shirking his duties.

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In fact, his true identity is soone who has regressed through three lives, trying to save the world from the Great Rift but failing each ti. After repeating a life where he couldn't sleep peacefully even for a day, he beca completely exhausted before this life even began.

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