I’m Not That Kind of Talent - Chapter 258

258. To kill (2)

Deon, who roughly took it to mean omnivore, looked the monster plant up and down.

“Then.”

“…?”

A mischievous look appeared in his eyes.

“What is this bulge? A monster? A human?”

“…!”

A place where Hien put something he thought was a nutritional supplement.

When I touch the bulging soil of the flower pot, the animal gets startled and covers the soil with its stem. This is exactly what I got. Deon’s eyes lit up.

“It doesn’t look like it’s a nutritional supplement after all.”

“…!”

“I expected it wouldn’t be the edible type, seeing as it wasn’t digested yet.”

“Kyu…Kyu…!”

“What on earth is this?”

It is revenge for giving me a nightmare of a different dimension. Deon giggled and grabbed the plant’s trunk.

“Do you mind if I pull it out and check it?”

“Kyu…Kyuak!! Kyuak!!”

“Anyway, you won’t die even if you’re picked. I’ll just check and put it back the way it was.”

That’s it!! The monster swung its stem as if struggling.

For a moment, Deon put so much force into it as if he was going to pull it out, so I had to hold on to the pot with all the stems and leaves.

I even woke you up from a nightmare! I even held him there so he wouldn’t get hurt…!!

“Kkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk…!”

A mournful cry rang out, full of sorrow. Deon clicked his tongue lowly and relaxed his grip a little.

“If you insist…”

“Ugh…”

“The more it goes on, the more curious I become, but…”

Deon lifted his eyes from the dirt and raised his gaze slightly, following the piercing gaze. My head… no, a strange plant holding a flower bud and looking at me came into view.

How on earth do you send a gaze full of resentment when you clearly have no eyes? I couldn’t help but laugh.

“Let’s just move on for now.”

“…!”

I don’t want to start a fight right now. I have to fight again and again in the future, but I don’t want to waste my energy on useless things.

I woke up, leaving the guy waving his stem and silently expressing his joy.

Immediately, questioning glances followed, as if asking where he was going, but Deon, who had roughly put on his coat, pointed outside with the tip of his chin.

“I’m going for a walk. I’m not going to war, so don’t follow me.”

“Suck.”

A surprisingly obedient answer followed.

What’s wrong with that guy? Deon, who was confused for a moment, realized the liquid flowing down his temple and let out a short exclamation.

‘I was in a cold sweat.’

It’s only natural since I had a nightmare.

‘Now I see that my clothes are also very wet.’

I don’t know, but I think he looks quite haggard. So that plant, which was usually soggy, must have retreated without notice.

I need to change my clothes before I go out.

I took off the outer clothes I was wearing. As I looked around to find my luggage with clothes, something came into my face. The only living things moving in this space other than me are strange plants, so I just leave it there and then something touches my cheek. Deon lowered his gaze at the soft touch that was completely different from what he expected.

“…handkerchief?”

“Suck.”

The monster holds a handkerchief and wipes away the cold sweat. I accepted it quietly, then pulled off the stem and examined the handkerchief.

Just in case, it still happened. A look of bewilderment escaped Deon’s expression.

“Is this… mine?”

“…Kyu-ae?”

“Don’t pretend not to know.”

Where did you get that from?

The guy who was avoiding eye contact by wiggling his flower buds as if he was being pricked himself turns around and approaches the luggage bag on one side. As I was watching with the intention of seeing what he was doing, the guy who rummaged through my luggage took out a black shirt.

“Suck!”

“…wear it?”

“Pfft.”

Whoever took care of it, even his shirt is black. Did Ed take it?

I pretend not to be a monster who held up my shirt to make it easier to put on, and carefully look around. It was obvious that the guy was trying to change the topic in his own way, so Deon laughed and put his arms under his shirt.

“Tsk tsk tsk.”

“…are you going to button it up?”

“Pfft.”

“I can do it…”

Why are you shaking your head when you say that?

As if not feeling the absurd gaze, the stem stretched out. Deon, who was looking at the clothes that were slowly buttoning up his clothes, let out a soft sigh.

“Okay… do whatever you want…”

As a result.

He did it perfectly, not only buttoning but also organizing his clothes.

‘…you’re good.’

Maybe even more than me.

…shit.

***

When I came out, it was midnight.

As if the heat of the day has cooled off, a slightly cool breeze blows, and the blades of grass make the sound of rustling back and forth in the wind. How long has it been since I heard the sound of grasshoppers crying? Deon raised his head in an unfamiliar feeling.

Unlike the Demon World, there was only one moon floating brightly.

‘It’s a nice day.’

It’s a background that doesn’t fit the night I had a nightmare.

Well… when did the situation and background match?

This time, I put the cigarette-shaped medicine I had obtained out of curiosity in the human world into my mouth and looked back. I made eye contact with Dan, who was looking this way.

“Are you going for a walk?”

“Yes. I just came to my senses.”

I woke up brightly, not knowing if it was a dream or reality. There was no time to fall asleep.

Dan held out the chess he was holding.

“Take care of yourself.”

“….”

“Are you sure you don’t mind if I don’t go with you?”

Maybe it’s because it’s from the human world, but it’s definitely a bit weaker than the one from the demon world. After taking a deep drag, I roughly smudged the cigarette against my thigh and took out the one I had gotten in the first city.

Deon chuckled as he lit the fire again, holding the Chess at his side.

“Of course. I’m coming.”

***

The several conversations with San-guk ended somehow.

I didn’t get a definite answer, but I guess it’s a good thing that I didn’t reject it outright. Feeling a little comfort that he had not been rejected, Elpidius slumped down in his chair and let out a tired sigh.

Golden eyes shone sharply under the arm placed over his eyes.

“The key is Rweche….”

The king of the Mountain Kingdom made Rweche’s cooperation a condition for union.

[As you said, it means pouring everything into just one opportunity. The moment you fail, the fall of the Shan State will be confirmed.]

[…Do you mean that you will reject the offer?]

[That is not the case, but I just hope for a situation in which we can do it more reliably.]

Obtain Rweche’s cooperation. Then I will be happy to join the plan.

In some ways, it was a suggestion that could be said to be arrogant, but Elpidius agreed. The Mountain Kingdom is the country that is most directly in conflict with the Demon World. Of course, I had no choice but to be cautious about my current plan, which was all or nothing.

More than anything, the disappointing position is that it is the side that proposed first, so it may be right to move on this side.

“In order to get Leweche’s cooperation….”

“Shouldn’t I apologize for what happened in the past?”

Alethea answered.

“The king there is a more emotional person than you might think.”

Brazenly asking for cooperation while citing a cause will only backfire. It would also be the same to say that it was the choice of our predecessors and that they are not responsible.

‘I have no intention of passing the blame to my uncle in the first place.’

anyway.

I have to apologize. In order to move Rweche more clearly, the emperor or someone equivalent would have to apologize…

but there is no need for your brother to apologize directly. It would be enough for the Emperor to write a letter apologizing on behalf of the empire. Alethea’s eyes brightened firmly.

“It’s an apple…”

Meanwhile, Elpidius was playing with his smooth chin.

‘Now that I think about it, there was something my uncle said.’

Back when I was still the crown prince and my uncle was the emperor.

On the day he personally went to Deonhardt’s mansion to apologize for Aletea’s rudeness, Emperor Edoardo noticed that Elpidius had gone to apologize to Deonhardt.

Do you know what he said to the crown prince, who was only looking at the fact that he had been caught?

[It’s okay.]

[Yes…?]

[No, it would be better to apologize while you’re still the crown prince, so I guess I can say I did a good job.]

It was a completely different attitude than expected.

Since he is the crown prince, shouldn’t he apologize? A puzzled expression naturally appeared on my face at the incomprehensible remark.

The emperor, who was staring at his nephew, stood up and took off his crown. And he approached the crown prince, who still lacked many things, and placed a golden crown on him.

[Uncle… No, Your Majesty!]

How could you act like this…!

Since the emperor had put it on himself, he could not take it off, nor could he keep wearing it, so Elpidius’ face turned pale.

To make matters worse, the emperor retreats, leaving the crown delicately balanced. Elpidius reflexively stiffened his neck at the precarious weight he felt above his head.

[This will slip the moment you lower your head even a little.]

[….]

[The yellow crown that falls to the floor will be dusty and scratched.]

The emperor smiled secretly as he looked into golden eyes that resembled mine, colored with enlightenment.

[The position of emperor was so tiring that he couldn’t freely apologize. If you stay in this position for too long and get caught up in it, you might even forget how to apologize, so it would be good to fully learn how to apologize when you are the crown prince.] […Not only the crown prince but also the princess has a free head.

]

Right now . Even Alethea doesn’t wear a tiara in official settings.

The answer came back as if it was obvious.

[You have me, right?]

The golden eyes we met were colored with a friendly light.

[Have you ever thought about why the size of the thing on your head is relatively small compared to the thing on your luggage?]

[….]

[You can drop it as much as you like. A small and lightweight crown will also have fewer scratches. Even if they fall into the mud and the heads of the crown prince and princess become empty, there will be no problems as long as the emperor exists.] What exists

above your heads is for practice.

This means that it was given to you to get used to it a little bit so as not to be staggered by unfamiliar sensations when wearing a truly heavy and large crown in the future.

[So there’s no need to hold your head up so hard that your neck hurts already. That’s enough to do later, after sitting here and wearing the imperial crown.]

[….]

And now, the crown prince is sitting on the emperor’s throne. but.

Elpidius lightly touched the top of his head and laughed.

‘But I didn’t wear a brass crown.’

If you can achieve your goal by bowing your head, you can bow as much as you want.

From what I’ve seen, it seems like my younger brother is trying to handle things on his own terms, but that’s not right. I immediately opened my mouth.

“There’s a saying in the South that we should end the relationship.”

Alethea’s expression changed to disapproval as she interpreted the meaning of the words.

“Your brother is not your uncle.”

“It’s not uncle, but it’s ‘empire.’”

There was a time when your uncle was the empire. Now I am the empire.

In order to change Rweche’s mind, the empire must step forward directly.

“I have to write the letter myself.”

Elpidius picked up a pen.

***

“Contrary to what I thought, they’re young kids who are too busy minding their own business, but they seem to be coping quite well…”

Dark night.

In the lonely office, Yeon-hwa cut off the communication device connected to the empire and muttered lowly.

“Still, compared to the previous emperor, the current emperor is not completely clumsy.”

It seemed like he was putting his mind to it, but in the end, he stopped me on anything other than ‘killing Deonhardt’.

In fact, it is the mountain country, not the empire, that is on fire. This side, not any other force, desperately wants to see the light of hope by killing Deonhardt, so if the current emperor had pointed this out, they could have easily gained the upper hand in the fight between the Empire and the Mountain Kingdom.

‘Well… In order to increase the chances of killing the warrior, Rweche’s cooperation is needed, and unless the Empire directly steps forward, Rweche’s mind will not be relaxed, so it would have been the same in the end.’

Still, it is natural that it is more beneficial to be more condescending when doing something anyway.

As the king of the Shan State, I prefer the relatively easy-going current emperor over the difficult former emperor, so I can say that it is actually good.

‘I wonder if I will be able to persuade Leweche if I am this clumsy…’

I looked down at the communication table and entered the temporary bedroom located inside the office.

Even so, I was tired because there were so many things to worry about, so I tried to get some sleep…

…and there was someone in my bed.

I was horrified by the premise that should never exist.

The black shadow that had been sitting on the bed with its legs crossed and its fingers twitching as if it had been waiting for her to come suddenly turned its head and stood up as if it had spotted her.

It was only after the other person took a step towards me that Yeonhwa hurriedly opened her mouth, as if freed from the sense of unreality.

“Is there anyone there…!”

“Shhh-.”

When…!

The other person quickly reached her nose and covered her mouth. Yeonhwa’s eyes widened at the sight of the other person stepping out of the shadows and walking without hesitation to this place where the moonlight reached.

The pure white hair was especially reflected in the dilated pupils.

“I’ll just play the game quietly, so please don’t make a fuss, Your Highness.”

Red eyes flashed like a warning in the shadow that covered his face against the moonlight.