Episode 24 Morgue Camille (5)
“Ahh!”
Kamyu summoned fire, ice, lightning, and rocks and began pounding the ground.
Bikir narrowly avoided all of this and was gradually approaching the border with the gymnasium on the other side.
“You bastard! Don’t run away and stick to me properly!”
Camus trembled and shouted. It seems that he has regained the confidence he lost when he chased his prey.
However, because of the three bumps on her forehead, she just looks cute to others.
While moving away from the magic, Bikir raised his hand and tapped his forehead three times.
Seeing Bikir’s smiling face, Kamu completely lost his mind.
“I really won’t let you go!
The moment Camus took the final leap, Bikir stopped running too.
And by that time, Bikir’s clever calculation had paid off.
…kwak!
Fifteen-year-old Baskerville and Morgue, who happened to be fighting in the gymnasium next door, clashed fiercely head-on.
The sword broke and the magic ruptured, sending fragments flying in all directions.
All in all, what the 15-year-old Morgue used was a huge flame magic, which was torn into small pieces and scattered flames in all directions.
The place where Bikir and Kamu were located was also close to the influence.
…kwak!
exploding noise. and astonishments.
“Ah!? Kamyuya!”
“I can’t believe it! Mr. Camus!”
“No! Kamyu-nim…!”
The wizards who were observing the Dalian around them were greatly surprised.
However, even if it was an accident, the scale was quite minor.
The fire that flooded from the training ground next door did not pose a great threat.
but.
“Quaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!”
Camus screamed as she looked down at how most of her clothes had been burned.
As she hurriedly took off the clothes that were still sizzling, she became a wind in her underwear in the middle of the gymnasium.
Fortunately, I hadn’t shown my naked body to others yet because of the blazing flames and soot and dust around me… but it was clear that it would all be revealed with a blow of the wind in a few seconds.
The guardians outside did not break in, as if they thought the damage was insignificant.
Only rare voices of concern can be heard.
‘Oh, no! At this rate…!’
Not enough tears and snot on the face, even the underwear-like body is exposed in front of everyone. What kind of bullshit is this!
‘What should I do, what should I do…’
If you show such ugliness, you lose face even within the family.
Perhaps it was because of the experience of being kicked out of the gate naked after arguing against her mother in the past, but more and more extreme trauma was emerging.
‘Someone please… someone please come!’
Camus crouched down, covering as much of her bare skin as possible with her hands.
Worrying about the terrible disgrace that would come seconds later.
……just then.
flutter!
Camus felt the texture of the fabric covering her entire body.
Heavy but soft fabric.
When he raises his head, he sees a black bloody robe covering his whole body.
“Wear that too.”
Bikir. He was standing in front of Camus in his underwear.
Camus stuttered.
“…You are you?”
At that, Bikir shrugged.
‘It is only the children’s privilege that their honor will not be damaged even if they expose their naked bodies to the whole world.’
The tendency to regard it as shameful to show the skin underneath the clothes is rampant regardless of gender, but… Those are the stories of adults to the last.
It is not a big problem or flaw emotionally for young children to go around naked. What can kids do
……Of course, the child’s opinion may differ, but at least that’s what Bikir thought.
Bikir, who undressed Camus, stood up.
at that time.
Camus pointed at Bikir’s face and said stutteringly.
“Hey… You, you blood! You blood!”
Bikir finally raised his hand and wiped the blood from his forehead.
It seems that when the magic was split and sprayed, the fragments of the sword were also sprayed together.
Actually, this wasn’t a fatal wound either, but I saw blood anyway, so it’s true that the fight between 8-year-olds is the difference between victory and defeat.
yet.
Whiiying –
A gust of wind blows away and sweeps away the dust and smoke rising from the gymnasium.
The scene revealed in the scene is Kamyu, who is sitting in a daze with the Baskerville family’s training uniform covered, and Bikir, who is standing naked and bleeding.
I don’t know what happened in the dust, but everyone could tell that the atmosphere between the two was no longer in the mood for a fight.
“…”
In particular, when you look at Kamyu’s eyes, you can tell that the battle is completely over.
That gaze, which seemed to be loose somewhere, was…
Meanwhile.
The eyes of the other Baskervilles, who were watching the young Baskerville standing proudly even naked, were young.
“Did I lose to the girl of the House of Hoh Morgue? Or did I win? I don’t know.”
“By the way, the young guy is very poor. Is it thanks to the blessing of the River Styx?”
“Of course, those small muscles that are firmly established all over the body. It seems that you are digesting your training schedule properly.”
The fight between the 8-year-olds, which was impressive in many ways, ended somewhat blandly due to the loss of Camus.
* * *
After all the goodwill events were over.
Hugo, who was in the corner of the gymnasium, called Bikir aside.
Hugo asked Bikir as they walked to their room.
“How was Morgue’s confrontation with the girl?”
“It was interesting. I was able to realize the significance of the event once again.”
“A battle with a wizard is quite different from a battle between swordsmen.”
“I will learn step by step.”
Hugo and Vikir are having a conversation.
If other people in the family saw this, they would be quite surprised.
Hugo wasn’t the type to talk like this with his children.
And in this respect, Bikir also felt quite strange.
‘what? Was it originally this kind of personality?’
I don’t really remember much about Hugo as a child.
A being who was always cold, strict, and cruel.
There were rumors that the reason why his personality was so fucking matched was because he grievously lost his first wife and eldest daughter.
‘…… Well, it’s none of my business anymore.’
While Vikir thought things through, Hugo continued with his next question in a blunt tone.
“What do you think of the ruby mine?”
Hugo’s key question is an extension of the war of words that took place before the friendly couple.
At the time, Camus put forward the logic that ‘the Baskervilles can’t mine ruby anyway, so get a penny and hand over the mining rights’, which was also the Morgue family’s request.
If so, Baskerville has no choice but to give a realistic answer.
Vikir replied to Hugo, who was looking at him with a little anticipation.
“I think it’s better to give it away.”
At those words, Hugo’s eyes widened slightly.
“Are you giving away the right to mine the ruby mine?”
“yes.”
“The basis?”
When Hugo asked again, Vikir answered without hesitation.
“Red Awl Mountain, where ruby veins flow, is downstream of the Red and Black Mountains. If you go a little further up, powerful monsters and savages are teeming with them. ”
Bikir said, recalling the arrow marks on Cerberus’ side.
On the other hand, Hugo’s expression was gradually brightening, albeit slightly.
“Hmm. So?”
“And the Baskervilles set it as their top priority to expand their borders by pioneering such remote areas. If we use the Morgues well, we will be able to minimize the loss of the Baskervilles.”
At those words, Hugo’s eyes lit up blue.
“Huhuhu. That’s a good answer.”
He understood Bikir’s meaning well.
If the right to mine rubies is granted, Morgue will deploy a significant number of manpower in the lower reaches of the Red and Black Mountains.
In that case, Baskerville would have to clear up the remote area around it and drive the monsters and savages who lived there to the direction of Morgue.
When you occupy the territory of monsters or barbarians, you must dry their seeds so that the natives will never seek revenge again.
Sagittal flexor muscle.
After killing all the monsters and savages that exist in the land, as well as chasing down and killing all those who run away, you can completely take ownership of the land.
Kwontojungrae (捲土重來).
That’s because it can prevent those who left from coming back with strength and taking revenge.
However, it is a long and painful task to completely wipe out even the fleeing prey.
That’s why Hugo planned to drive all the monsters and savages who ran away while reclaiming the land to the ruby mine where Morgue was located.
“Ha ha ha Ruby will be dyed even redder with Morgue’s blood. Lespane’s son will regret entering our estate.”
Hugo was very pleased with Bikir’s answer.
Morgue is good for rubies, and Baskerville is good for territories. As a result, it was a heartwarming (?) meeting.
“Very well done. It was a ploy that suited my plan and more than saved.”
Hugo said while stroking Bikir’s head.
Bikir thought.
‘Yeah, that’s right. It’s a plan that came from your head in the first place.’
Before returning, Vikir knew it well because she had played the role of a hunting dog driving monsters and savages towards Morgues.
But for now, you just have to lower your eyes and answer politely.
“Still, I think we should carefully monitor Morgue’s movements entering the territory just in case.”
“There’s nothing to worry about about that. We’ve been steadily increasing the number of hounds we’ve sent there for a long time.”
Hugo’s answer was unexpected. It’s not that the plan is surprising, it’s surprising that he dared to tell Bikir about it.
Vikir was taken aback when he saw that Hugo’s gaze towards him had softened like tanned leather.
Just when they are about to enter the room to go.
“My lord.”
I hear a voice calling Hugo from behind.
When I turned my head, Morgue Adolph was standing there.
And beside him, he saw Camus, whose eyes were still red.
The appearance of him holding his uncle’s cloak tightly and lowering his eyes felt somehow strange.
Hugo said, narrowing his eyes.
“It’s the Acting Governor of Morgue. What’s going on, do you still have business?”
“Because there is one important business left.”
“Once you go in, let’s talk about it.”
Hugo opened the door and went into the room.
Adolf also went in after him and sat down on the sofa.
“…”
Camus still said nothing.
He only glanced at Bikir before entering, then dropped his gaze on the floor again and passed by.
After sparring, he was still wearing the bloody robe that Bikir had put on him.
Adolf said to Hugo.
“In fact, Morgue has also been thinking a lot about amicably resolving the ruby mine issue. Land rental is just one of many issues.”
“Then what? The cost for me to open the territory.”
“How about a marriage contract?”
Hugo ‘s eyebrows slightly furrowed at Adolf’s sudden
remark
.
”
“Yes. Let’s bring a man and a woman between Morgue and Baskerville.”
Opening the territory to another family in exchange for money may not look good, so let’s paint a good picture by making a marriage relationship
. A wedding between the Baskervilles is a really awkward and absurd
proposal
. Who are you going to connect with whom?”
“How about this eldest daughter and that other’s eldest son?”
Adolf turned
his head to look at
Camus.
He’s my nephew, but he’s such a great kid. If it’s beauty, beauty, intelligence, intelligence, power, there’s no corner where one loses strength. I think that the eldest son called the little sun of the Baskervilles would make a good spouse.”
But Hugo didn’t care about that.
“Hmm. My firstborn is twenty this year. Do you think there is a big age difference?”
“Eight and twenty. Isn’t that only a 17-year age difference? Only that much can be overcome.”
“Acting Adolph was 40 this year, right? Then will I be able to meet fifty-seven years old?”
“…”
Adolf is suddenly speechless.
Hugo waved his hand.
“And my eldest son is already married.” ”
Is that so? When…?”
“It’s an engagement in the womb. You don’t know.”
At Hugo’s answer, Adolf put on a troubled expression.
Just then.
Camus, who had been still, suddenly raised his head and shouted,
“I will not marry someone weaker than my mother!”
It was quite a bold tone.
At the end, Adolf and Hugo’s eyes turned to Camus.
Come to think of it, they didn’t even ask about the child’s intention to marry.
Adolf stroked Camus’ hair with a gentle smile
. If you refuse to marry someone weaker than your mother, you will have to live as an old virgin for most of your life. Or maybe you have to meet a guy with a huge age gap.”
“Seeing the possibilities. And I hate it when there is a big age difference. I mean, I like people who are younger or the same age. Adolf
shrugged his shoulders as if he had nothing to say at Camus’ words.
Then Hugo looked at Camus with a little annoyance.
“Little boy. This is not a buffet.”
“I know. I’m not interested in choosing between this and that.”
After speaking, Camus looked up and looked at one place.
There, Bikir was standing there.
Noticing the direction Camus was looking at, Hugo put his hand on his chin. while stroking.
“No! You bastard!”
Adolf jumped up and covered Camus eyes
. I have to see a dragon in Gaecheon, so I am from Gaecheon after all!”
Adolf whispered in his ear, but Hugo, who has risen to the ranks of superhumans, cannot hear the whisper.
“Hmm. It’s true, but it’s strangely upsetting.”
Hugo also muttered to himself in a small voice.
Eventually, he turned to Bikir, who was standing next to him, and asked,
“Well, your own idea of marriage is the most important law. How are you, son?”
Then Vikir answered without hesitation. ”
If you ask me,
I will do it
. ” It was a reply that felt loyalty .
It’s not even treatment.
What kind of disrespectful attitude is this even towards the only daughter of the House of Morgue!
Even Hugo was openly scratching Adolf’s insides.
“In Baskerville, there is no meaning of direct or collateral line. Leh’s surnames come with inferior ones, and Ban’s surnames come with superior ones too.”
“…Is the head of the household saying that? This friend.”
Adolf looked down at Bikir with a smile on his face.
But that smile was hardened
coldly .
I was able to look up.
Master of the 6th circle. A strong man who is at the top of the ranks in the prestigious
magic house Morgue. A representative of a good party and a master of speech who is in charge of solving various diplomatic and political issues.
‘And his nephew is known as a fool. Yes.’
When Bikir was recalling the data of the person before the return,
Adolph approached and whispered in Bikir’s ear
. Actually, I’m not saying this to you, but… In order to be the husband of our Camus, you don’t have to be diligent. It was only an opinion within the family that recommended the engagement,
and personally, this man is not even the eldest son of the Baskerville family.
” “…”
Bikir, facing
Adolf’s momentum, just stood there with an expressionless face without even a slight movement.
Rather
, Adolf’s eyebrows were frowned.
“Why? There’s no answer? Are you listening to Mr. Bikir?”
Then Bikir’s mouth
finally opened.
