Chapter 13 - The Rusty Sword Again (1)

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Cassion felt his heart squeeze in pain as he refused Ruel's words.

Ruel frowned.

"Today's business is over."

"Cassion."

"Good night."

Cassion took a mysterious black object from his sleeves.

Chik!

As soon as the pump was pressed something was sprayed out, hitting Ruel causing him to stretch weakly.

Ba-bump ba-dump.

Cassion's heart pounded hard in his chest as if it was going to explode.

Cassion's back was drenched in a cold sweat after a long time.

'...Damn! It hurts like hell.'

He felt like was going to die before he became a butler.

Cassion faintly regretted what he had committed himself to.

***

Two days later.

Ruel was eating the meat pie gracefully.

"I'm amazed, as soon as you open your eyes, you really dove in that."

"What do you expect? I'm hungry, I've been asleep for too long thanks to someone."

"I'm glad, thanks to that you've lost your fever."

Crinkle.

I deliberately spilled pie crumbs on the blanket. The pies were succulent, oily and juicy, so I'll have to wash my blanket.

Ruel brushed away the crumbs and said.

"Delicious."

"You can try spilling as much as you want. I'm going to throw it away anyway."

Ruel's face wrinkled up.

He put the second slice in his mouth and shook his hand.

"You got something for me, don't you?"

"Yes."

Eight letters came out of Cassion's pocket.

The numbers were the same as the eight barons in debt.

'You must have been in a hurry anyway.'

Ruel read them one by one.

It was not until he took out the last letter and read it that a smile leaked out.

The contents were all the same, however the names were different.

Setiria did not borrow money.

Borrowing money was just a dogmatic choice of Carbena and Jane. It was better to have no debt altogether as compared to meeting a bitter end by treason.

"You're wise."

"Did you get the results you wanted?"

"Yes, Minart..."

"I've already heard from you. After Ruel said he was hungry as soon as he woke up."

Ruel asked while going for the third slice.

"What do I have to do today?"

"All you have to do is bring out what you want for me."

"Then add one more. I'm going to inspect the most remote places. Get ready."

Cassion didn't answer and stared at Ruel. With a look asking them to explain.

"...Ruel-nim." He called his name with a sigh.

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