chapter_0098
by adminMesugaki Tank Enters the Academy –
98
Mesugaki Tank Enters the Academy –
98
Gus Newman maintained a gentle
expression, but inside, I felt as if he were burning.
Oh, [Mesugaki] Skill. Did you
really need to point out that his forehead is receding?
Even in the world of Soul
Academy, being bald is never a compliment.
The Bald Knight in our family
laughs off being called bald because he is good-natured, not because
he is proud of it.
While I scrambled to find the
right words, Gus spoke first.
“Are you familiar with the
Raven’s Seal?”
‘Yes, I am aware of it.’
“Master Trash, would I have
brought it up if I didn’t know? Your thinking is as shallow as your
hairline.”
Ah, to hell with it.
Even if Gus tries to stab me
in the back, Karl will probably protect me.
“Surprising. It’s
information that only someone from the Newman Family would know.”
Normally, yes.
But I’m someone who came
from outside this world.
There’s almost nothing in
this game that I don’t know.
I might end up in unexpected
situations and suffer like a dog, but I have all the essential
information!
Maybe I know more about that
seal than you do, Gus.
So, there’s no need for an
explanation about that item.
“That item is given to a
benefactor of the Newman Family.”
‘If I save your son’s life,
wouldn’t that make me a benefactor?’
“Is saving the life of a
weakling son not enough? Master Trash, is the head of the family that
stingy?”
“Of course, you would indeed
be considered a benefactor. But it’s not something that can be given
away lightly.”
As he spoke in a calm voice, I
noticed his fingers tapping on the back of his hand resting on the
table.
“At the very least, it’s
a discussion that can only happen after you, Lady Allen, have saved
my son’s life.”
‘I believe I can only
explain after receiving the item.’
“Master Trash, who needs to
bow their head here? It’s certainly not me. Have you lost your
intelligence along with your hair? Pfft.”
Despite my intentions, a laugh
escaped my mouth as I looked into his eyes.
Gus Newman’s expression did
not change in the slightest.
Even Alsatine seemed slightly
irritated when I insulted him this much.
Is he a noble from the
underworld who has seen it all?
After a moment, Gus let out a
long sigh as my laughter subsided.
“Lady Allen, do you
genuinely have a method to exorcise Agra’s Curse?”
‘Yes.’
“And.”
“Can you swear it under the
God of Oath?”
‘Of course.’
“Absolutely. Unlike Master
Trash, I’m not deceitful.”
Naturally, I can swear to it.
I know countless ways to
exorcise Agra’s Curse.
I just need to share one of
them.
“Indeed.”
He nodded in apparent
satisfaction and continued.
“Very well. Here is my
proposal. Lady Allen, if you exorcise my son’s curse, I will gladly
give you the Raven’s Seal.”
No, seriously. This guy…
He should give up the item
first.
How can I trust that he won’t
just close his mouth after I tell him how to help his son?
If he’s the debtor, he should
act like one and grovel beneath me.
As I grumbled internally,
displeased with his attempt to negotiate through push-and-pull
tactics with advantages and disadvantages in mind, Gus spoke up again
after a pause.
“Swearing under the God of
Oath, of course.”
Huh? Really? That changes
things.
While the Penalty for breaking
an Oath might be meaningless to a user, it’s an entirely different
story for an aristocratic head of a family.
As I mentioned before,
breaking an Oath is extremely dishonourable.
No matter how deeply rooted
the Newman Family is in the underworld, maintaining a good public
image is essential.
Imagine the disgrace if it got
out that the head of the Newman Family broke an Oath.
Who would want to trade with a
name tainted by such a dishonour?
Moreover, it would just give
other families with a grudge against the Newmans the perfect excuse
to attack.
So, him swearing the Oath is
effectively guaranteeing that he’ll give me the Raven’s Seal.
I thought he was trying to
dodge giving it to me one way or another. Guess I was wrong.
“Will you, in return, swear
to treat my son, Lady?”
‘Yes. I will.’
“Not difficult at all.
Excellent. I swear by the God of Oath.”
I thought we’d have a more
intense discussion than this.
It seems Gus Newman values his
son’s life quite highly.
‘Isn’t it the fastest and
most reliable way?’
‘What do you mean by that?’
So it’s like drawing up a
contract through mutual agreement?
‘Grandpa!’
I’ll just trust you, Grandpa!
I really can’t stand using my brain like this!
“Master.”
Upon returning to the Family
after finishing the Oath at Soul Academy, Gus’s loyal aide, who had
been acting, spoke up.
“What is it?”
“Do you really intend to
give the Raven’s Seal to that little girl?”
“Do I have any other choice?
The Oath was carefully crafted.”
I thought she would be too
arrogant and inexperienced to navigate political transactions.
Lucy Allen always exceeded
Gus’s expectations.
The way she specified every
detail down to individual clauses for the Oath.
Even the head of a prominent
merchant family wouldn’t be so meticulous.
She looks like a naive little
girl, but inside she’s as cunning as a palace snake.
However, there was one thing
even she didn’t foresee.
‘Lucy Allen, you might have
thought I was desperate not to give you the Raven’s Seal.
However, my objective was
entirely different.
You said you would heal my
son.
If I interpret it well, it
means you will visit our family to treat my son yourself.
Although it’s embarrassing to
say this, my son inherited his mother’s good looks.
Even such an arrogant little
girl would be somewhat interested.
Heh. The best way to forge a
bond is this, after all.’
Gus chuckled lightly and spoke
to his loyal aide after managing to give what was due and gaining
what he wanted.
“Just as Lucy Allen
mentioned, go and investigate. If she’s right, there should be a way
to save my son there.”
“Yes, understood! I will
organise a search party.”
Gus didn’t provide any further
detailed instructions.
He trusted that his loyal
aide, who had heard the explanation with him, would handle it well.
“Then immediately…”
“Ah, wait a moment.”
“Yes, Master?”
“Look into some good
remedies for my hair.”
The loyal aide lifted his head
subtly and then lowered it again after seeing Gus avoid his gaze,
having never heard such a personal request from Gus, who usually
talked only about work.
“…Understood. Master.”
The loyal aide wasn’t the
type to point out his master’s embarrassment.
‘I’m feeling drained.’
‘…Really?’
Did I learn that? I don’t
remember well.
If I think hard enough, it
might come back to me.
Or maybe not.
‘No way!’
The moment I closed my mouth,
Grandpa’s nagging pierced my ears.
But I’ve been listening to
Grandpa’s nagging for a long time.
Since the day I got him, I’ve
been subjected to his daily complaints, so I know how to handle it.
Just let it in one ear and out
the other!
Better think about something
else.
Right now, the most important
thing is the necklace.
The Burrow Family’s
necklace.
The item Gus Newman left
behind as an advance payment after finishing the oath. With just
this, increasing the Inferior Duke’s affection level is so simple!
All I need to do is hand him
this necklace, then complete the quest that comes from it, and Jack
Burrow’s heart will be an open door!
Then I can clear the damn
quest given by Armadi right away!
I wonder what Armadi will give
this time.
Still, when Sloppy Lord gives
rewards, he gives them properly.
Even though his unnecessary
comments can annoy me to the point of wanting to shut him up, it’s
all good as long as I keep my mouth shut.
Since it’s too late today,
I’ll have to meet Jack Burrow tomorrow.
I’m looking forward to it.
‘Yes~’
I’m listening.
I just don’t engrave it into
my memory.
The next day. During the
Academy’s lunch break, I headed to the study room to meet Jack
Burrow.
The Inferior Duke is someone
who always strives to be the best in the Academy.
Although he is envious of
those above him because of his inferiority complex, his passion is
undeniably real.
While ordinary students might
take a rest at this time, the Inferior Duke never takes a break.
It’s a pity that no matter
how much effort he puts in, he always falls short compared to Arthur.
What can you do? That’s just
how his character is designed.
If he wants to blame someone,
he should blame the game developers who created this game.
I opened the door to the study
room and headed to where Jack Burrow, the Inferior Duke, was.
Right at the desk next to the
window, there he was, moving his pen.
I sat opposite him, where he
was glaring at his book, and he slowly lifted his head.
‘Hello.’
“Hello, Inferior Duke.”
Ah. I knew it.
I can never talk to anyone
properly.
I wasn’t surprised at all when
I saw Jack’s face cringe, as I had already expected it.
“Why did you come all the
way here to pick a fight, Lady Allen?”
‘I have something to give
you.’
“I found something that
will make you drool, Inferior Duke.”
I took out the jewellery box
from my pocket and showed it to him.
Jack still didn’t relax his
expression.
He just looked at the box
indifferently.
“What is this?”
‘Take a good look.’
“Take a good look,
Inferior Duke. You’ll feel foolish otherwise.”
“Sigh.
Fine. If you’ve got something to say, say it quickly and leave. Stop
bothering me.”
Judging by the barbs in his
tone, it seems he doesn’t like me.
Not that it’s surprising. In
this academy, there are way, way more people who dislike me than
those who like me.
And on top of that, how could
anyone like someone who calls them an Inferior Duke?
But his opinion might change
when he sees this.
When I gently opened the
jewellery box, Jack Burrow’s eyes widened.
Haha, I knew this would
happen.
How could you not recognize
this?
How could you ever forget it?
‘Impressed, aren’t you?’
“Judging by your
dumbfounded expression, I guess you are, huh? Inferior Duke?”
Please support the series on
NovelUpdates
Read Here
for premium chapters
0 Comments