Count’s Youngest Son is a Warlock

Chapter 10

Tella Luteon.

A few years later, she became the official successor of the Luteon family, bringing the Luteon Magic Bank to third place in the entire Bank of Magic.

Lucion himself was like a lucky charm but only appeared in a few lines of the novel.

She was also a character who was only mentioned a couple of times in a novel. However, to Lucion, Tella was like a ball of luck that rolled by itself to his feet.

‘Since things just happened here, I’m going to take care of everything I need to take care of.’

Tella’s ability had already been tested, so Lucion was only going to put one spoon on it.

T/N : Spoon here means like giving someone credit. So if someone only puts a spoon on the table he is responsible for the most part of an achievement, so someone who deserves the credit for that achievement. Source : /post/question-455783?hl=ko

Let her find her place sooner.

Lucion brought it up after two beats of silence.

“Even if I sent a letter to the head of the Luteon family, it is likely that he sent a reply or directly came in person because of this incident.”

[Right.]

“But the name of the Cronia family is borrowed from my father. I’ll only get that much. I can’t get more than that.”

[What do you want?]

“It’s worth more than one spoon.”

[What’s wrong with the spoon?]

Lucion’s words were quite confusing.

Russell couldn’t help but question the oddly confident look in his eyes.

“Teacher.”

At Lucion’s rather polite voice, Russell wriggled his eyebrows.

“I don’t feel good about what happened a while ago, so I want to catch one.”

Lucion knew that once a ghost took root, it could not escape the area.

They’ve held their grudges against you for years, and so should you.

[Don’t let it all go this time. You’ll need a ghost later.]

“Of course. We have to take it slowly and then send it back here.”

Lucion pointed to the sky.

Russell was thrilled, but he thought it was the process of Lucion overcoming his fears, and quickly caught a fresh ghost.

* * *

A few days later.

“Tut…!”

Lucion rinsed his blood-stained mouth and came out from under the shade of the tree.

He walked and reached out his hand to the sun. His arm quickly became red as a result.

‘It’s still warm.’

[Wrong,] Russell said, shaking his head.

The light made the darkness in Lucion’s body disappear in clumps.

Back in the shade, Lucion took the notebook out of his inner pocket and marked it with an X.

‘It’s bad again.’

Lucion’s expression of regret slightly grew darker.

Eating Ratcho killed the darkness in his body and inevitably made him vomit blood.

To hide this, Lucion settled in the garden of the mansion to test whether he has become resistant because he can’t constantly go in and out of the bathroom…

No one thought it was strange because he didn’t go out of the mansion, and he made an excuse to take a walk.

“I think I should try one more. There has been no news for several days.”

[It has only been a few days. Don’t be nervous, just keep going like this and if it doesn’t work, then you should increase your intake.]

“Do you know you’re sneaking up on me by telling me to run?”

[I said I’d stop. That’s why I’m controlling.]

“…Haa.”

Russell flinched at Lucion’s long sigh.

His only disciple was taking poison every day, and he felt like he was walking a tightrope off a cliff. He didn’t forget to check Lucion’s status to see if new darkness had increased as much as the darkness that died because of the light each time.

Lucion blankly stared at the blooming garden for a moment.

“Oh, Teacher.”

Lucion stood up and looked at Russell.

[Yeah.]

“Last time I saw you, you knew that the magician’s barrier was unstable. Can you really see Mana?”

[I don’t have a Mana. How am I supposed to see it? I just heard the sound of darkness floating in nature.]

“You hear a sound?”

[It’s not a real sound, but it feels like talking, so I expressed it that way. It’s exactly how I feel.]

“How long will it take to reach that level?” Lucion asked with a look of anticipation.

[As long as you do. Black magic is quite honest magic, so don’t think about eating it raw from now on and practice how to move the darkness quickly. Only then will everyone in the world know you’re a warlock.]

Because it was true, Lucion tried to be sarcastic and put up with it.

“I’m a little busy today. It’s the first time I’ve ever had a personal schedule.”

Russell took a look around and said after confirming that no one was there,

[You still have some time to meet the Luteon family, so you only need to turn the darkness around ten times.]

‘I think I’ve already turned hundreds of laps.’

Before coming to the garden, Lucion had already moved the darkness in his room.

“Where did the one who worried about me go?”

[That’s it. This is it.]

Russell urged Lucion to hurry and moved the darkness as he walked.

Moving and commanding darkness was a basic stage of black magic, similar to the base skill of swinging a sword. 

The more you wield a sword, the faster and stronger you get. The same was true for black magic.

Swordsmanship wears the body out faster than the mind, but black magic is the opposite.

If your mental strength decreases, your ability to control the darkness naturally decreases, and in the process of overcoming it, your mental strength and control will strengthen.

In other words, as Russell said, the more darkness moves, the stronger the power to control it needs to be, which correlates to strength.

[The life of a warlock…]

“It’s speed. Speed.”

Lucion was a little sarcastic these days, cutting off words that Russell used to say.

If you don’t want to be noticed by others, it’s best to hit and fall out after using darkness quickly.

‘Turn around.’

Lucion commanded the darkness, indicating its location with a flag.

‘I’ve been turning the darkness around and around for days,’ he thought.

‘Obviously, I felt that the amount of darkness has increased compared to before.’

Swish!

Lucion twisted the darkness at the ghost who had been staring at him for a while.

Lucion intentionally missed, but the ghosts busily ran away in confusion.

‘I can do this because the darkness is growing. That’s great.’

To gain practical experience these days, he asked Russell to drive out ghosts a little less.

But some ghosts who couldn’t accept the change came at him fearlessly, much like now.

[Lucion. Can you focus? The speed of darkness is slowing down, and the darkness is slowly whispering that it is boring.]

Lucion smiled pettily at Russell’s words.

“I’ve been checking my progress.”

[It’s good to check, but don’t stop and move. You and your darkness. The enemy won’t wait for you to sit still.]

“That’s easier said than done.”

Lucion frowned discontentedly.

If he focuses on walking, his control will decrease, but if he focuses on his control, he will frequently bump into something.

There was no bruise on his body, but yesterday he was walking and moving in the dark. Then he hit his head where the wound was and had to see blood once.

[Oh, I heard training starts today.]

Apart from Lucion’s complaints, Russell was very pleased to see him desperately turning the darkness away.

“Yes, from today.”

Lucion’s answer was two beats late.

The darkness, which had been circulating well, scattered because of the brief disruption of concentration.

Lucion hurriedly took a picture of the flag and gathered up the darkness.

[Good for you.]

Russell grinned.

Lucion, busy moving the darkness, could not see the suspicious smile.

“…What? What did you say?”

[No, keep moving. We just need to spin 5 more times.]

“It’s my eighth lap.”

[It’s repeating all over again. So, uh, six laps in the middle of talking.]

‘Ah!’

Lucion gritted his teeth.

In the meantime, a large splotch of darkness, which had been spreading ‘boredom’, broke out.

[7 laps,] Russell said with an excited face.

* * *

“I’m sorry to have kept you waiting, My Lady.”

Lucion entered parlor.

The mysterious hair color, a mix of gray and dark blue, plus the color of his eyes, which reminded her of the deep sea, rested on his pale face as if he hadn’t been in the sun for a long time, briefly caught Tella’s eyes.

‘It’s different from the rumors.’

Tella then pressed inward with surprise at Lucion’s attitude of bowing to her.

‘Didn’t he say he kicked a person who didn’t know what to do at the last banquet?’

Seeing the band-aid on Lucion’s head, the traces of that day, Tella was slightly confused.

“I heard you’ve come a long way.”

Lucion smiled lightly as he wiped the sweat off his forehead.

[Fu ha ha!]

Lucion glared at the sound of Russell’s deafening laughter.

[Oh, sorry. I didn’t mean to laugh…Wow. People have changed so much that I think this is really too much. I almost got goosebumps even though I’m a ghost.]

Lucion’s throat was itchy because he wanted to make a noise.

‘Don’t worry about the teacher.’

Rumors that he was crazy could not be overturned at once.

He had to gradually improve his image from now on.

Tella was the count’s wife and an aristocrat who occupied a place in the central aristocracy. 

Furthermore, it was one of the families with the magic bank that nobles loved.

‘After breaking my destiny, I will have to build relationships with others to live like the other nobles. That way I can be friends with them.’

Lucion was about to change his image by giving her, someone who will grow bigger in the future, more than one spoonful of help.

“No, I’ve been using gates from the west to the middle, so it hasn’t been that hard.”

Tella shook her head.

The gate was a symbol of the technological power of the Tesla Empire and was unique.

Tella rose from her seat and bowed to Lucion.

“Everything that happened at the bank is our fault, and I sincerely apologize for all the damage that you suffered from this.”

Tella’s words were neat enough to be considered the standard of apologies.

She was sober and admitted that she was wrong.

Lucion sat down first and said, “Thank you for apologizing without making any excuses.”

Tella was just a minor character with a name in the novel, but what about it?

The fact that he was a person who didn’t ignore himself was enough.

“Why don’t you sit down first?” Lucion offered.

Only then did Tella sit on the chair and calmly look at Lucion.

“I don’t want to make a big deal out of it,” Lucion said, first making sure of his intentions, “But I don’t want to pretend that nothing happened to me.”

Tella didn’t say anything.

In a position to say anything, Lucion also wiped the sweat from his hands and looked at her.

“As written in the letter, I hope you will take the role of arbitration.”

“May I ask what you want?”

Tella still had difficulty deciphering Lucion’s intentions.

She couldn’t even read what he was thinking.

“I’m sure you’re wondering why I chose you, My Lady.”

Lucion turned his eyes slightly as if he were ashamed.

Russell desperately kept his mouth shut at Lucion’s unfamiliar appearance.

He couldn’t break the mood because he knew what Lucion was thinking.

“Because we are the same age.”

“…uh, so…”

That was when Tella understood Lucion’s intentions and was taken aback.

His shy behavior did not match the rumors of madness that had spread around the world at all, in fact, it was quite confusing.

“Yes, that’s right. I… I’m having a hard time even approaching someone, that’s why I’m being so disrespectful.”

Lucion rubbed the back of his head.

He said he overcame it, but his gaze still showed discomfort.

His fingertips trembled quickly.

However, unlike his condition, a tight blue thread appeared.

“…I hope to use this as an excuse and become friends with you.”

Tella burst into laughter at Lucion’s subsequent remarks.

As her tension was relieved, laughter flowed out of her mouth nonstop.

“I’m sorry, I’m relaxed and I don’t know.”

Tella hurriedly covered her mouth.

“No, my offer is very… I know it’s a bit of a pain.”

“What’s there to make me feel uncomfortable?”

Tella laughed her head off.

She’s never seen such an innocent man.

There was no guarantee that his eyes are perfect, but at least Lucion, who was sitting in front of her, was not a madman.

“Sure, I’ll agree.”

Tella reached out her hand.

“Friends..”