How to Survive as the Second Son of a Magic Family - Chapter 392

How to survive as the second son of a magic family (392)

“Mr. Simone Saveli.”

I held his hand and looked at his face carefully. In a moment of leisure, I began to judge him. He walked around with a gentle smile and – although often strange – he always seemed to have a lively personality, unlike the generally calm Narke. The open mouth and cheekbone muscle movements looked natural. His hairstyle was extremely ordinary, and so were his clothes. He was of moderately thin build, tall, and of slender build, and his face was of a pleasing type that caught the eye even from a distance. If you draw a mugshot montage, there will be at least one such phrase written in the feature box. Although he was not wearing priestly clothing, his wand was that of the Holy See. In his status window attribute box, there was ‘Interrogation (Lv. 5)’. I don’t know exactly what the ability is. Saveli. This is the family that produced the Pope. I won’t have someone who falls short as a lieutenant. Considering Narke’s growth process, there is a high possibility that he is a childhood friend who has interacted with him since he was young. Hmm, meeting Narke’s childhood friend at Trier Cathedral… . I smiled and continued.

“nice to meet you. “This is Nikolaus Ernst.”

“I know, Your Majesty. “Secrecy will be kept strictly according to the orders of the Holy Father.”

He squinted his left eye and held my hand tightly, then stood next to Narque and waved his hand forward. He seemed to mean to go in quickly. He spoke to Narke, who returned from his expressionless expression to his usual smile.

“I’ve read all the records, so you don’t have to worry. Narque Farnese. He came to the Empire 2 Education Center for exchange. Ah, I heard you have high grades, but you are indeed a nobleman of Farnese. “He may have taken the test with his eyes closed, but it is difficult to hide his skills.”

I looked at Narke’s expression. He just maintained his previous expression and did not show any reaction.

Narke probably doesn’t like the type of person who makes a big fuss about obvious things. This person doesn’t seem like a good fit for Narke. I asked instead of Narke, who did not respond.

“How did you get here? What happened again?”

“I came by train. ha ha ha! Wow, it was difficult. I warped as far as I could, but the train was very slow, so it took about two days… I slept in it for about that time. Isn’t it, three days? It’s strange that civilization makes people have no sense of time. “Now just looking at trains makes me vomit.”

“… … .”

“And my first duty will be to assist His Majesty Farnese while you are in Trier. Of course, I would be more than happy if His Majesty Ernst utilized me 100%. “You understand, right?”

“haha. “How can I use Sir Saveli?”

“Please tell me all your inconveniences and I will properly convey them to Trier and the Vatican. If you need someone to spar with for a trivial matter, you can call me. Or, if I can provide helpful information, please feel free to use me… .”

“is it so.”

That wasn’t my answer. Simone Saveli and I both looked at Narque with round eyes. After interrupting Simon Saveli, Narque smiled and answered once more.

“I will do so, Sir Saveli.”

“… Oh, Sir Saveli… . “You must call me Simon.”

“This is Germany.”

“… … .”

“What’s wrong with being German? I will call you by my honorific title, so you can call me at your convenience. “It’s been half a year since you stopped calling my name, and now I miss your gentle voice.”

Simone Saveli is clearly the type of person who puts pressure on others. There is a person next to me who I met for the first time, and he is talking very freely.

Narke seemed to let his babbling go to one ear and asked hollowly:

“Lord Saveli, how is your father?”

“Of course.”

You’ve been talking so loudly, but now there’s only one answer. It was strange just listening to it. I kept a blank expression and walked towards the dorm. Narke asked once more.

“Are you wondering how I’m doing?”

“Of course… .”

“Not me as a means, but me.”

Narque’s voice was soft yet somewhat cold. His mood is becoming increasingly cold.

‘Seup…’ .’

And say it in one sentence. Here, I wanted to return to them what Elias had said earlier when he slapped me on the back. I am the only one here rolling my eyes without knowing anything.

‘Still, just what Narke said is enough of a clue.’

With just a few clues, you can always make an inference. Elias asked earlier, ‘Why didn’t you tell the priests of Trier what you reasoned about nature in full?’ Earlier, I asked Elias, ‘Why didn’t you close the curtains when there was something outside the window?’ And with just that question, Elias figured out why I had given the clergy of Trier a somewhat vague statement about my nature. Elias is an excellent friend, but it may not be because he is so good that he can understand. The same was true of their conversation now, so although it may not be easy for me to understand, it was a good opportunity to obtain information. I can’t say it was an opportunity, given that Narke doesn’t seem to be in a good mood.

This was the end of Narke’s ‘father’ story. As we approached the lodgings, Simone Saveli pointed to a table in the hall and asked:

“Oh, how about going in and having some tea?”

Narke tried to say no, but I nodded straight away without paying attention to him.

“I am fine.”

“no.”

As expected, Narke’s voice followed the end of my words. He lightly grabbed my wrist and continued speaking.

“Let’s go in. “His Majesty Elias will also wait.”

“Well, Elias, I guess he will be waiting for you. Because I share the same room as Yeha. “You look tired. Your Majesty, please go in first.”

“… … .”

Narke looked at me, pursed his lips, closed his eyes, and smiled.

“no. Since you are here as a guest, it would be right to treat you for a while. “I will go with you.”

* * *

We could have ordered the tea from a waiter, but we brewed the tea ourselves and placed it on the table. When Simone Saveli saw the tea offered by Narque, his eyes widened and he stood up.

“… “Your Majesty, why?”

As if even saying those words was tiring, Narke gave an annoying smile and roughly answered.

“You also need to know how to live on your own.”

“No, it’s right for me to do this. Please sit down from now on. “If Rome and the Vatican find out about this, they will reprimand me.”

“… … .”

Narque sat with his mouth shut and said nothing. In any case, making tea on one’s own is not something someone from a family like Saveli would do. If only Narce and Saveli were left in this world, it would be Simon Saveli, the deputy, but in reality, in a building like this where there are employees everywhere, it is common for both of them to ask for help from employees. Nar Ke would have thought that he had shaken off many of the remnants of his old life while at the Empire 2 Training Center. The life of having to stand alone with an animal in a strange land without the utmost respect he received as the successor to the Farnese family, cardinal, and prefect of the Congregation for the Doctrine of the Faith would have been rather satisfying, but Simon Savelli instead brought up those old memories and said that it was not enough and that he had to live like the old days. Since Narke was being urged to do it, it was understandable that he would be dissatisfied. If you think about it only from Narke’s perspective, it was like that.

“Still, I cannot dare to take back what you have made for me, so I will gratefully accept what you have made for me. “I think it was a good thing he came to Germany because I get to drink the tea that His Majesty made himself.”

“… … .”

“Oh, it’s really delicious. “There is truly nothing you can’t do.”

I glanced at Narke’s gaze and cleared my throat. The more I listen, the more human… I feel like I like Narque too much. Anyone who just likes him would appreciate that human affection, but this one seemed to be a little annoying to Narke.

‘Maybe this is why I don’t like it.’

“Narque… . Oh yeah. This is something I feel again, but doesn’t the pronunciation sound round and good? Of course, no matter what name your Majesty has, it has a corrective effect in itself. “If His Majesty Farnese had been named Giovanni, I would probably have looked at the name Giovanni more favorably than I do now.”

“… … .”

‘Ke’ is stuck in the mouth, so it’s not particularly round. The bean pods are amazing. Rather, I learned useless information that a Roman noble named Simon and lieutenant of Narce disliked the name Giovanni. When no one answered, Saveli took a sip of her tea and opened her mouth.

“While sending me to Germany, His Holiness asked me to tell you a word. “Don’t move too hastily.”

Narke didn’t answer, so I answered in his place.

“Right now we are moving extremely slowly. We are being cautious. “If you move hastily, you may lose your temper forever.”

“No, I said this for the safety of His Majesty Elias Hohenzollern, Duke of Prussia.”

“… … .”

When the story about Elias came up, Narke’s brows narrowed slightly.

“This is the second reason I came here. “He is also someone I need to help.”

“All right. But I wonder why the Holy Father gave such an order. Is there anyone who wants to harm His Majesty Duke Elias Hohenzollern?”

“Aren’t his enemies everywhere here in Germany? There are many people who are waiting for him to die… .”

“Lord Saveli.”

Narke briefly urged him with an expressionless expression. Simon Saveli immediately bowed his head and answered.

“I was rude to your friend. But it’s clear that we need to be careful.”

It’s hard to get used to Narke being this cold. However, Simone Saveli seemed to be more familiar with such Narque. I looked at the two and calmly opened my mouth.

“Lord Saveli, I have a question for you. “In my judgment, Prince Elias of Hohenzollern will be safe for a long time to come.”

“… … .”

“But why are you trying to protect our safety directly from the Holy See?”

Of course, it’s a bit safe to say that Elias, as the main character, is safe considering how much he has overcome the danger of death, but he is still alive at least until his late twenties. This means that these high school years are not at all dangerous in Elias’ life. Of course, a lot has already changed, and the end of his life may have been brought forward now that he has become an imperial wizard that he never planned to… . Is this a problem enough to send someone directly from the Vatican? This is a completely different story.

Simone Saveli, who was looking at me quietly, nodded.

“There is a reason why His Majesty Farnese took notice.”

At those words, Narke touched his neck and tried to sigh deeply. It’s amazing that this friend has rarely reacted like this. I patted his shoulder and reassured him.

“Don’t worry, Your Majesty. I’ll listen to you on my own. Sir Saveli, I would be grateful if you could answer my questions.”

“I don’t know because it was said by His Holiness. How His Holiness’ decisions are made is a top secret. He also said that the protection mission will be completed midway through this Seongseong recovery operation.”

“Middle way?”

“I don’t know how long this operation will last, but wouldn’t it be safe within it? So, have you found a suspect regarding his sexual nature?”

“I’m always guessing.”

“Oh I see. So why isn’t it moving? “It would be better to move with the Vatican officials early.”

“It is unlikely that the suspect is on his grounds.”

I answered briefly. There are three reasons why we are not moving right away. Firstly, what I just said, and secondly, we will take our time here. Third… .

“There’s a reason we can’t come out and attack them. It should be seen as a government-level problem. “All missions are being carried out without a hitch, so there is no need to worry.”

Narke answered instead. Although he didn’t mention the details, I intuitively knew that he was reciting my third rationale. Even though we were talking for about 20 minutes, Simon Saveli was savoring his tea and then slowly opened his mouth to get to the point.

“aha. This seems to be surprisingly easy to answer. It’s not a difficult problem at all, right? Since it was easy to get caught, the criminal must have used his skills while hiding… . But why has the Empire still not identified a suspect in the incident in which one Eschet was harmed?”

“… … .”

He is a seemingly thoughtless person. Considering his appearance, he didn’t look like anyone would easily give him a negative evaluation, but when we talked to him, he seemed like a person who didn’t think much about anything. That was just the first impression.

‘After all, you can’t trust first impressions.’

He’s right. Because it was a crime that was easy to get caught, he must have hidden himself completely. So we have no choice but to set fire to the fields and let what’s inside come out.

However, the only ones who can easily come up with an answer are the Pleroma leadership and me. They and I are the only ones who have the clues needed to reason. In other words, as my side has already identified the suspect, there is a strong possibility that Pleroma has also identified the suspect. If only they knew what happened to Heike Einsiedel and Ismailov. In other words, it is natural for an imperial government without information to waste time.

‘That’s okay, there’s one more problem.’

One Eschet was harmed… .

How do you know what is confidential? This is a story that didn’t even appear in the newspapers. However, if you heard about it through Trier Cathedral, even the archbishop of Trier Cathedral does not know about the Heike and Ismailov incident, as can be seen from the reactions of the clergy here. Is there any informant in the Vatican who knows anything? Did Narke deliver the news? It makes sense, considering that he has been quite uncooperative with us on the Ismailov matter so far – he may have been cooperative in his own way – but it seems unlikely that Narke will easily give information to the Vatican.

And, crucially, if Narce had handed over the information to them and the Vatican had officially obtained that information, Simon Saveli would have proudly brought up the story of Heike when I asked him why he had to protect Elias’ safety. Since he is a man who flutters and flutters countless times, it was worth making my own guesses even though he said, ‘I don’t know exactly what the Holy Father’s intentions are.’ One of your team members has already become someone’s target and has stepped onto the threshold of the other world. Wouldn’t you say it’s Elias Hohenzollern, who already has enemies everywhere?

I looked at Narque, but he didn’t look at me. I looked at them in silence and opened my mouth.

“I haven’t gotten used to it yet, so why don’t I refrain from using my unique ability during conversation?”

“uh.”

Simone Saveli and Narque simultaneously turned their gazes to me. The two of them opened their eyes wide, looked at each other, and then looked at me again. Simone Saveli opened her mouth, tilted her head, and she asked:

“… “How do you know if I used my unique ability?”

“I took a picture of it because you knew it was confidential.”

It is an ability similar to insight. His ‘interrogation’ ability is probably to randomly find out some of the other person’s information in some way.

“Take a picture… .”

Simone Saveli laughed and changed her expression.

“That’s right. I never thought that an insight of a human scope could be compared to that of His Majesty Farnese… . As expected, His Majesty Farnese’s insight is amazing. “How did you meet this person?”

“This place is like this.”

Narke suddenly got up from his seat and grabbed my arm. I almost kicked the desk and quickly got up to follow him. Narque slammed the floor impatiently and warped to the front of the room.

“… her… .”

“sorry.”

Narke held my shoulder and opened the door. He spoke gibberish with a bitter look on his face.

“I thought you would be well rested and comfortable now, but to have an uninvited guest like this… “I don’t feel well.”

“… I’m sorry, but I’m not really an uninvited guest. “He just seems like a friend from your hometown.”

“ah.”

Narke opened his mouth, lowered his gaze to the floor, and muttered.

“yes. “It would be like that for you.”

This is my first time seeing something like this.

Speaking of fresh… Does this sound like a beating? However, Narke is not the kind of guy who would hit his friends even as a joke, unless he was playing a board game. He pushed me into the room and called my name softly.

“Lucas.”

“why.”

“Don’t reveal too much to that person. They’re keeping their eyes on you. I don’t know?”

“Is it a problem that the Vatican is paying attention to the fact that they have already ordained me as a cardinal?”

Narke blinked at my words and then turned his head. It’s been a long time since I’ve seen him even think about an answer. I asked again.

“You arranged that too. “Besides, your mission is to take me to the Vatican.”

“… That’s right. Ah, that person is my friend, so you arranged it to the tune like this. Yes, that could happen.”

Narke continued talking to himself as he rubbed his face with his hand. Just as I was getting a little scared, he smiled and said.

“That mission is canceled from now on. “Okay?”