Golden Hand

I got carried away by the atmosphere and did something I shouldn’t have.

“Kyaaaaaaak— Blood, blood!!”

However, as I looked down at Luna’s more bewildered reaction than I had anticipated, I had a feeling that something was wrong.

More than rational thought, something instinctive took precedence, and as I looked at the woman embracing me…

My body reacted before my head.

“It’s okay, Luna.”

Right now, I am Baron Scarl Bernatore.

I embraced Luna, who was trembling in my arms.

A man who loves and resents her.

Loving her to death…

Or loving her enough to kill.

Even if the existence of ‘me’ has intervened.

Luna can only look at Scarl, and ‘I’ can only look at Luna through Scarl’s eyes.

So, I can’t easily leave sweet words for her who is crying so sadly.

“Stop crying.”

In Luna’s large eyes, which were shedding something beyond language, tears like beads flowed down, and her trembling hands groped for the traces left by the sharp dagger.

I left too many emotions for Luna.

At this time, I thought.

Leaving Luna, who couldn’t come to her senses, I went down to the drawing room.

I’m in the worst mood.

I really want to smash everything like that guy, but I endure it by just grinding my teeth.

‘Anyway, the object of my anger came on his own.’

I don’t know why that demon bastard came.

But his blood will be a pretty good sacrifice to relieve this dirty mood.

As soon as the drawing room door opened, I saw Io with her arms crossed and looking anxious, and fluttering her fan with an elegant blink…

“Ah! Scarl, Baron Bernatore! I’ve been waiting for a long ti―”

Io’s big movements don’t give me any emotion.

Right now, I am Scarl Bernatore, that guy himself.

“How rude. Io Haimon. What kind of discourtesy is this?”

“Yes?! Ah! I’m really sor―”

“Get out. I don’t even want to see your face. I thought Haimon was a prestigious family.”

It’s the worst.

The first meeting was okay, but now I don’t know anything.

I’m just. I’m just spitting out the words I couldn’t say to Luna to Io.

“S, Scarl―”

Io was also flustered and stood up to come to me.

Good. It would be better to just get slapped and get rid of this woman.

Io, this is the true nature of Scarl Bernatore.

But the woman, presumed to be a demon, jumped up and stood in front of Io, wedging herself between me and Io.

“Your words are harsh, Baron Scarl.”

Nothing is going as I want it to today.

As my hand, naturally rising with annoyance, reached its peak.

“The worst. Awful. Terrible!”

Io left the room as if she couldn’t stand it anymore.

Unlike her, the demon stood with her eyes wide open as if daring me to hit her.

‘Should I kill her?’

“Calm down, Baron Scarl Bernatore.”

The exquisite interruption twisted my thoughts.

The annoyance and anger that had once boiled up subsided.

She’s quite capable of playing with people’s minds.

I lowered my hand slightly and asked.

“What’s your name?”

“Solar. I’m Solar, a commoner. But I came from the Marquis Midas family.”

I twisted my wrist eerily to give the nuance that it’s not over yet.

Crack―

Solar bowed her head more than 90 degrees, taking etiquette as if telling me to go ahead and do it.

‘A demon, of all things…’

I want to kill her now, which is a perfect opportunity, but.

‘It must be a trap.’

After all, isn’t he the guy in charge of that Midas, Gamigin.

“Sit down. Commoner.”

I suppress the annoyance that has burst once again.

“I’ve committed a rudeness.”

It’s business time.

Solar, who had been waiting patiently for all of this, cleverly started the conversation some time after Scarl’s apology.

“The one who should be hearing the apology is not me, but the person who just left, don’t you think?”

Elegant. And intellectual.

I can say with certainty that anyone who knows only those two words can evaluate the woman Solar.

She has the kind of appearance that Karas of Midas would like.

‘That guy is crazy about smart women.’

Besides, she’s a commoner, so it’s easy to play with her, and she’s young.

Solar would be the second that all noble men want.

“So. What business does Midas have in Bernatore?”

“Your outspokenness is as famous as your reputation, Baron.”

She wasn’t intimidated even though she must have felt a physical threat just now.

Gamigin can’t do personality replication as much as Samigina.

But he has a special ability to acquire information… or does it not matter in this case?

“Just answer the question, Solar of Midas.”

I think I’ve done enough of what they wanted.

The appearance of a violent tyrant.

‘But it’s more annoying than I thought.’

Just as fatigue was about to set in, Solar smiled with her eyes and a gentle smile.

“More than I thought.”

“More?”

“You are full of dignity.”

‘What?’

My head can’t keep up with the understanding.

Solar’s intense gaze and slightly enlarged pupils, excited breathing, open mouth, wriggling gestures, and slightly lowered upper body clearly indicate goodwill towards me.

‘Truth? Lie?’

Solar is a woman with a good head on her shoulders.

A woman who can convert ‘my’ mistake just now into Midas’s profit.

But these words…

‘She has a good head on her shoulders. This bitch.’

No matter how much you try to probe, as long as you’re a demon…

“You are the most special man in the world. You are.”

So.

I don’t know what this demon bitch is talking about.

‘How did Karas take this crazy bitch around?’

Karas was waiting for Solar.

He was constantly thinking about the Aiden Guild she had asked for and waiting for the information she would bring.

A few days later, the long-awaited Solar returned.

She entered Karas’s study with a relaxed expression as usual.

“Karas, this is the result report I investigated myself.”

She held several documents in her hand.

“You’ve worked hard.”

Karas was happy about her return but didn’t show it, and Solar approached and placed the documents on Karas’s desk. At that moment, he felt like everything was returning to the usual Midas.

‘Something is awkward.’

Solar, even though she’s back, something is strange.

The thread of bewilderment continues to bite its tail.

“Then, I’ll be going.”

“Solar.”

“What’s wrong?”

There was no sense of incongruity in Solar’s turning figure.

Karas put down his anxiety and smiled at the familiar figure, flowing as usual, that came out of his dreams.

“Get some rest.”

“I understand. Goodbye.”

Karas slowly unfolded the documents that Solar had touched.

As expected, the Aiden Guild’s movements were unusual.

They were slowly but surely encroaching on Marquis Midas’s business area.

“What do they want?”

Karas asks himself.

[Baron Bernatore is very interested in the resources we have. In particular, he seems to be coveting the mineral business, such as gold and silver mines, which are the core of our family’s economic power… and related parts.]

Karas nodded as he read the phrases below as if he could hear Solar’s words.

“In the end, it’s money. I expected it.”

It’s rather fortunate.

Scarl Bernatore is currently the most popular man in the Empire.

He has become the head of a rising force that is building a force that is enough for Midas to be nervous about, but considering that most of his power comes from force.

“Fighting with money is our Midas’s specialty.”

All the anxiety he had just felt disappears.

Karas’s eyes, which had returned to his confident original self, read the report quickly and stopped abruptly at the last sentence.

[What are you going to do now, Karas?]

Karas hesitated for a moment at Solar’s question.

Well, wasn’t it Midas’s way not to avoid fighting if the opponent started a fight?

“Solar, you…”

Karas, who was raising his head and throwing a question at the place where Solar had been until just now, closed his mouth.

“Oh dear.”

Karas himself knows it well.

He knows how important she is to him and how much he has achieved through her. But at the same time, he needs to be wary of himself being too dependent on her.

Karas, who drew her image that had become clear even after seeing her for a moment, answered the question in the empty air.

“If I’m with you, this problem can be easily solved. But before that… Solar, why are you so interested in that guild? Fundamentally.”

For now, he had no choice but to trust her abilities.

But the seeds of doubt still remained in Karas’s head.

You, who would have mercilessly crushed Midas’s enemies.

The fact that you put in so much effort and even went to enemy territory on your own.

I don’t know if it was intentional, but the fact that your actions and expressions have changed a lot in just a few days.

What happened between you and Scarl, that bastard, in just a few days that influenced you.

Karas could only imagine.

Even more so if you think about who is the most special man in the current Empire.