Pardon the Abduction, Holy Knight - It's an Emergency - Chapter 3.7
They look exactly the same!
The cotton candy-like sweet pink hair and the aura emanating from the face were identical to Rosemary’s.
The only difference was the color of the eyes.
That’s how I could instinctively tell.
That man was the young Viscount Ferial, Rosemary’s older brother.
I stared intently in the direction of young Viscount Ferial.
Beside young Viscount Ferial was a man who looked like his friend.
“Hey now. That kid, huh? Still, isn’t she your sister?”
“Are you crazy? I’ve never acknowledged that brat as my sister for even a moment! Keep talking like that and I won’t let you off easy either, got it?”
“Haha. I get it. I get it.”
At the man’s laughter, young Viscount Ferial shouted as if he was about to burst with anger.
“Success was right in front of me. If I had just received the investment from Count Robert, my business wouldn’t have failed like this. But because that brat ran away, everything turned into a mess. Until the end… until the end, that good-for-nothing who’s worse than a dog and never helped my life at all… Argh!”
“Hey. Lower your voice. The security guards will come at this rate.”
“Let them come if they dare! Do I look like I can calm down right now? Look at how our family is going to be ruined because of that brat!”
As young Viscount Ferial, unable to control his anger, started kicking the building repeatedly, the man beside him looked around nervously.
I quickly pulled back before our eyes could meet.
“Damn it, damn it! Rosemary Ferial! That wretched brat should just get stabbed somewhere and die!”
“Hey! Your voice…”
Oh…
The resentment towards me is no joke, huh?
But if you want that investment so badly, why didn’t you marry Count Robert yourself?
“Master, Wit doesn’t like that human. Can I kill him?”
Wit growled like a fierce dog.
I shook my head.
“No, it’s fine.”
“Why? Why not, Master?”
“You know that famous saying.”
If you sit by the river long enough, you’ll see the corpse of your enemy float by, or something like that?
“Huh? What does that mean, Master?”
“Never mind if you don’t know. Let’s go.”
I patted Wit’s shoulder and started walking.
***
The auction house’s main hall.
Chairs were lined up in front of the platform.
Seated in the very back row, I was looking at Echo’s back as she sat in the center.
Violet, seated next to Echo, seemed busy chatting with other nobles approaching her, as usual.
She’s completely ignoring her sister.
Echo, sitting next to Violet who was surrounded by numerous people, looked particularly small.
Should I just go over and talk to her?
As I was thinking that, suddenly Echo turned around.
Echo, whose eyes met mine, blushed and smiled broadly.
“……”
I smiled slightly and waved my hand a little.
At that moment, Violet looked at Echo curiously and was about to turn around.
Echo and I turned our heads away simultaneously.
What’s this? Weren’t you busy chatting with others?
As I was calming my startled heart, the auction began.
“Customer number 280, 5000 gold. Do I hear 6000 gold? 8000…”
Watching the auction turned out to be more exciting than I thought.
Especially admiring the auctioneer’s smooth conducting ability, time flew by in an instant.
After a few rounds like this.
“The next item is the Ferial family heirloom, the ‘Fairy’s Tear,’ said to bring good fortune.”
Finally, the main event I had been waiting for approached.
But fairies again? What exactly does the Ferial family do?
No, before that…
I turned my head towards where young Viscount Ferial was sitting.
Young Viscount Ferial had a face that seemed to say, “I wonder how much I can sell this for,” already salivating.
“We will begin.”
As the auctioneer’s introduction ended, people interested in the item were about to raise their number paddles.
But.
“Wit.”
“Got it, Master.”
Not a chance.
Wit, receiving my signal, chanted a magic spell.
Clang-!
“Eek!”
“Wh-What’s going on?!”
Just before the auctioneer could open his mouth, a large decorative vase in the auction house cracked and shattered with a loud crash.
There was a commotion, but soon security guards came in to announce that there was no problem, and the auction was about to resume.
However.
Crash!
Creak!
The strange phenomena didn’t end.
Every time they tried to start the auction, windows would break and the ceiling would shake.
Wit gave me a look.
‘Master, did I do well?’
I nodded and inwardly gave a round of applause in praise.
Well done, well done, our Wit!
And I secretly smiled while looking at young Viscount Ferial.
As the auction was delayed due to the strange occurrences, his face clearly showed his anxiety and impatience.
Sitting by the river, my foot.
I’m not the type to just sit quietly and wait, you see.
“Oh my…”
People have fallen into confusion.
Amidst them, I casually dropped a comment.
“They said it was a family heirloom. Could it be possessed by an ancestral spirit?”
“What did you just say?”
“I heard the soul of the Count’s ancestor is trapped in that item?”
Whisper, whisper.
The casually dropped words spread like waves among the people in an instant, until.
“A possessed item, you say?”
With someone’s resounding words, the hall fell silent.
And simultaneously, everyone’s gaze focused on the ‘Fairy’s Tear’ displayed in the glass case.
Silence.
And more silence.
“Oh my goodness….”
The one who broke that heavy silence was none other than Violet.
Oh, is this how it’s going to be?
Unlike me, who was impressed by the unexpected appearance of a troublemaker, young Viscount Ferial, sensing something ominous, abruptly stood up from his chair.
Soon, as if his eyes met with Violet’s, he shot a desperate look as if begging her not to say anything.
But unfortunately…
“It seems these things happened because the item is possessed by a ghost!”
The protagonist of the novel, Violet, is an endlessly bright soul with no sense of tact.
Young Viscount Ferial’s complexion turned pale.
‘Teacher….’
As I was secretly smiling, Echo turned to look at me with eyes filled with fear.
I immediately signaled to Echo with a gesture that it was okay to relax.
Fortunately, Echo, understanding the meaning in my eyes, nodded slightly and then looked forward again.
Translator
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lurelia
Known for turning pages faster than I move in real life. Warning: May suddenly vanish into fictional realms, leaving behind only a vaguely potato-shaped indent on the sofa.