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035 – Hyde, poisons the eldest son of the earl family! #3

Dihon’s body began to be enveloped in what looked like a red mist.

It looked as if a red border had formed on the body.

“My body is overflowing with energy… !”

Finally, Dihon raised his hands high and shouted.

Looking at him, I couldn’t believe he was a boy suffering from heart disease.

“Hyde, how did this happen! My son Dihon really became healthy after eating witch grass! I knew witch grass was a poisonous plant!”

Count Dovan did not seem to understand this situation.

I decided to briefly explain this situation.

“The body of an Auror user is healthier than you think. The same goes for Prince Dihon, who endured pseudo-like treatment from Selim until now.”

For Auror users, poisons have less effect and medicines sometimes have strong effects.

Although he was not an Auror user, I looked at Loras, who survived after chewing the poison from castor seeds for several days, and I thought that Dihon, who was likely to be an Auror user, would be able to overcome the poison and absorb the medicine ingredients more quickly, but it was true.

“I think it’s better!”

Pot, Pot Pot-.

It was Dihon, thrusting his fists here and there.

“My son Dihon is getting better! Is that really true! Dihon!”

“Dihon, are you really okay? Let’s give this mother a hug!”

A situation where everyone is happy to see that healthy appearance.

Only Selim was astonished.

“This can’t be happening.”

“Now, Selim, hit your head against the wall and die.”

“… … !”

Selim was greatly embarrassed.

And looking at the guy’s expression, I had a premonition that I would hear him say “it was a joke!” again. Both Oscar and Loras were like that.

But this time, there was something Selim couldn’t escape.

“Selim, when I looked at the ledger, I noticed that the origin of the 20 gold coins you received every month was unclear. You always sent 10 gold coins to Florence every month? There is no special information.”

“Well, that is!”

Selim’s expression did not look very good at my question.

10 gold coins every month.

120 in one year.

It had been five years since Selim began treatment, and as much as 600 gold coins had disappeared through Selim’s unknown remittance.

“That is the money sent to Lord Parmas… ! I was always getting advice from Lord Parmas about treatments and how to use herbs… !”

“Really? In that case, you could contact Lord Parmas and ask him how much money he received each month.”

I think Selim must have made some money out of this amount.

Because, except for the money sent to Parmas, the ledgers were faithfully entered in many places.

But I didn’t trust people.

People are beings who betray, lie, and easily fall into sin.

Selim must have been one of those guys, and I thought that if he took the money, he must have saved it from this remittance.

Then Selim said:

“Woe, it’s confirmation bias! You think I’m a criminal and you’re just saying whatever you want! Hyde, and you are even insulting my teacher, Lord Parmas!”

It’s confirmation bias.

He was a guy who spoke smarter words than I expected.

“Hyde demands a trial!”

A trial.

Do I have to do that annoying thing again because of a petty person like Selim?

Why do people not easily admit their sins?

Soon Selim shouted.

“Daughter Milione! Please be an impartial witness in this trial! Lord Parmas will be my defense attorney in this trial!”

Milione looked displeased at hearing Selim’s name called.

The guy looked at his fingernails with a bored expression on his face and then opened his mouth indifferently.

“I cannot be a witness. That’s because she will be Hyde’s second wife from now on. The Archibald family will be excluded from this trial for a fair review.”

“Two, your second wife?”

Selim seemed greatly embarrassed.

The story of me taking Lady Milione as my second wife was like a secret that only those in the know knew.

So it seems Selim was a bit late in getting the news.

“That’s ridiculous. Lady Psyche allowed that? It is a lie. Hyde, why are you… ! Why only you… ! I’m smarter than you… ! Why doesn’t everyone know my true value?”

“You are smarter than me?”

This was a story that could not be easily ignored.

It would be trivial to start a fight over memorization with someone who memorizes the entire book.

I decided to compete with Selim’s major, ‘Rhetoric’.

“Selim, ask me anything. Even if it’s a math problem you like, it’s okay.”

“Yes! Say 3275 times 3214!”

Is it multiplication of 4-digit numbers?

It might take some time.

Fortunately, I had learned mental arithmetic well from an abacus teacher who volunteered at an orphanage when I was young.

Multiplication of 4-digit numbers is easy.

“The answer is 10,525,850.”

“What? How on earth─.”

“Why are you surprised that I answered so quickly? So now it’s my turn to ask, right? Can I ask you anything too?”

I walked up to Selim and grabbed his head with my teeth.

Selim seemed very surprised by my sudden attack.

“Kwaaaak! What are you doing!”

“I told you I would ask you anything.”

“This crazy guy! Lady Psyche! Take a look! The man you have chosen as your husband is such a rude man! miss! Please believe my innocence!”

Selim found Psyche.

Is this a plan to use the kind-hearted Psyche to get out of this situation?

But unfortunately, Psyche was not there.

“Hyde!”

At that moment, Psyche appeared from a distance.

In Psyche’s hands was a fairly large chest, and every time Psyche took a step, a loud clanging sound was heard.

“Hyde! Just as you said, there was a box full of money on the floor of Selim’s house! There are tons of gold coins! I haven’t counted them all, but I think there are at least 300!”

done.

Psyche found it well.

“Selim, small people like you hide money inside the house. Do you know why? If I hide money outside the house, I can’t sleep because I’m worried that someone will notice and take it.”

“… … .”

“That’s a huge amount of money for a doctor of theology to have. Even if you add up all the salaries you have received so far, it might be 100 gold coins. What is this money?-.”

“This shivaaal!”

Selim seemed to have finally lost his mind.

All the evidence was clear and the scene was witnessed by countless people, but Selim was not the type of person who could maintain his sanity in such a situation.

“Dihon! If only you had listened to me! I told you not to drink medicine!”

Selim now shouted at Dihon.

Of all these, did little Dihon, who was only 10 years old, seem the most formidable?

“I thought it might be a little fun, but it’s so childish that I can’t watch it.”

At that moment, Lady Milione moved.

Clud-.

Milione then grabbed Selim’s arm and threw him to the ground in an instant, causing Selim’s shoulder to shatter with a terrible sound.

“Kwaaaak! Argh! Hehe! You crazy bitch! My arm! Do you think you’ll be okay after doing this? I am a disciple of Lord Parmas! Even Archbishop Archibald cannot ignore Lord Parmas─.”

Sigh-.

Milione lifted her foot and stepped on Selim’s chest with all her might.

With a crunching sound, Selim’s ribs were shattered.

“Geueueu─.”

“Selim, this man threatened me and insulted the Archibald family. Count Dovan. I want to take charge of this person’s personal affairs. Is that okay?”

Who threatened whom, you crazy bitch!

Even though Selim did something bad, he made a fool of himself in front of everyone! If you are injured like that, even if all your bones heal, you will have to live as a disabled person for the rest of your life.

My whole body hurts!

However, Count Dovan shook his head.

“Even though Selim looks like this, he is from the family of Count Agarpe. It would be right to handle matters within Count Agarpe. Selim, we will hold a trial. Would you like to request a lawyer?”

Selim’s condition was not one in which he could defend himself.

He barely opened his mouth and said “s, ssus, ssus-.”, but from what I heard, he probably meant to say “Master.”.

This probably means asking Lord Parmas to defend you.

“I have a proboscis headed for Florence. Count Dovan. Please leave it to me to send Jeon Seo-gu. You will probably receive a reply within half a day.”

Milione sent the entire ball to Florence.

# # #

Doban said while reading the reply that arrived half a day later.

“Selim, it seems that Lord Parmas is excommunicating you. And since he has nothing to do with this embezzlement, he seems to want you to believe that he is innocent.”

“… ah… .”

Selim looked like he had lost everything after being excommunicated by his trusted teacher. This must be exactly what a man looks like when everything he has built up until now has been taken away.

“Selim, you probably know more about the law. It’s clear that he won’t be able to avoid the death penalty, but shouldn’t people still have a chance? What do you think, would you defend it?”

“Ahh, ah-.”

How can you defend yourself with that ugly face?

I said that to Selim.

“Selim, if you ask me for help, I will gladly defend you as a sincere believer and monk. It can be reduced from the death penalty to life imprisonment.”

“Baby-!”

It was Selim who was shaking his head.

Finally, Selim was dragged away by the people, making a terrible noise.

A simply prepared execution site.

Originally, the priest of the local church should have prayed for the death row inmate, but since Manaan and Oscar Archibald, the priests in charge of the church, were not present, such a process was omitted.

“Then, in the name of Count Dovan Agarpe, I will cut off the head of the condemned man.”

Agarpe’s executioner appeared with a sharp knife, and Selim’s head finally rolled on the floor along with the shining blade.

Degurrrlia!

execution.

I thought the death penalty was too great a punishment for stealing money, but that was the law in this dark age where there were no human rights.

“Get out of the way!”

“They say things belonging to death row inmates bring good luck!”

“My blood is pumping a lot because I eat well and live well with my own money!”

look-.

People are clamoring to dip their bread in the blood gushing from Selim’s severed neck.

It was a dizzying sight in many ways.

“Selim, there was a time when that guy called me uncle and followed me like a son. A guy like that would kick me and betray me. There is no one in the world I can trust. Really─.”

Count Dovan staggered as if he was overcome by fatigue.

Countess Wilhemina and Psyche helped him along, leaving me alone.

“Poor guy. I said I would defend you.”

I sympathized with Selim.

No matter how you look at it, it doesn’t seem like it was a crime worthy of death.

Since he was maimed after being trampled by Lady Milione, the right punishment for him would have been to spend the rest of his life in prison and repent.

While I was pitying Selim, Milione approached me.

And then he clicked his tongue at me.

“What’s so pitiful? This guy is worth dying for. Because you are so hypocritical, you are called a boring and boring man. Still, I guess Oscar had a hard time.”

Milione seemed to take human life lightly.

That’s because her true identity is Lass of Anger, who calls herself the Great Sin Seat.

But I was different.

I am Hyde, a priest who knows that human life is more precious than the world.

“Hyde, you. Are you going to Florence? Not only because of my marriage problems, but also because of my marriage problems, you’re thinking of asking your father to send troops from the Knights Templar, right?

“Yes.”

“It would be better to give up on military history. I’m just happy with my wedding and getting it over with. Well, I don’t know if that will work out or not.”

Saying that, Milione exhaled.

It seemed like there was something a little uncomfortable somewhere.

I held out a wooden potion bottle to Milione.

“You also have a bad heart, right?”

“… … .”

Milione glared at me with narrow eyes.

It was as if he had an expression like, “How did you know that your heart was bad?”

Actually, I didn’t know anything about Milione suffering from heart disease.

However, I knew that my cult partner, Lars, had heart disease and was taking medication.

Because Lars’ explosive ‘super strength’ was putting a strain on the heart.

━This drug? I got it by killing the Walpurgis witches! They say it’s called foxglove or witch’s plant and it’s good for the heart! Of course, if you eat it without knowing what it is, it will only be poisonous!

okay-.

It was because of this experience that I saved Dihon.

So this medicine was a small compensation for that experience.

Of course, Milione snorted with laughter.

“If you think that I will view you favorably because of this, you are mistaken.”

That night-.

I went up to the spire of Agarpe wearing a mask.

There was already a preceptor on top of the high tower, and she was also wearing a whirlpool mask.

“Rust, did you hear? I guess the Milione you raped is planning to marry Hyde!”

“I heard.”

“But Milione must really hate Hyde. Even if they get married, will their relationship be successful? Milione was probably brainwashed by you, Rust, and killed Hyde!”

You crazy bitch!

Of course, I decided not to say that.

“Milione, she must love Hyde.”

“What if Milione’s favorite thing is actually the devil’s Rust, not Hyde? Are you saying I should have sex with a man like Hyde? I will strangle you to death on the first night!”

I think you’re going to strangle me too.

To be forced to marry a man you don’t like and have children… Lars is definitely not that type of personality, right?

I would have rather torn the groom to death.

I said somewhat solemnly.

“Hyde, he is the most faithful man in the world. I would never lay my hands on a vulgar and rude girl like Milione.”

“Hyde, that guy is like that? I don’t think so. Okay, Rust! Won’t you place a bet?”

“Bet?”

“If Hyde can’t hold back and attacks Milione─. Show me the face behind your mask.”

“Good! Instead, Lars, you should never interfere with that man named Hyde. I also will not intervene with Milione. Try not to show yourself for a while.”

“Good. Keep your promise.”

It was good.

Now there will be no such thing as Lars suddenly appearing and killing me or Hyde. Of course, we can’t guarantee that.

Swish-.

I have now taken a step back.

Tomorrow is the day the carriages and processions leave for Florence.

To go a long way, you had to go to bed early.