- Episode 16
"Thompson."
"Oh, no, why the hell are you carrying that beast?"
"If your wife doesn't want to talk, just pretend you don't know."
"What?"
Thompson glanced at Neju with frightened eyes and opened his eyes as if he had been hit in the back with a sledgehammer. He had never told anyone about his wife locked up in the room.
The top staff and neighbors all thought he was a caring husband and that his wife was a beautiful and happy woman like a flower. It was after giving birth to daughter Leia that Thiel began to lock herself in the room. Then, the top door closed shortly thereafter, so it was only natural that no one knew about their family.
Eyes mixed with anger, surprise, and doubt turned to Estio.
"What did you just say..."
"For people who are reluctant to talk directly, even if they forcefully say something they don't like, they won't listen."
Without telling you directly, I have already figured out why the Jasper top was closed. However, Estio had no intention of carrying other people's personal information like this and reporting it.
sudden.
Thompson, who was looking down at Estio with trembling eyes, suddenly grabbed him by the collar and dragged him into the store. Neju, who had been bound by her chains, was also brought inside at the same time.
The door closed with a bang, and Estio was thrown into the dimly lit room.
Thompson locked the door and looked at Estio, who was pounding her buttocks with her eyes blazing blue.
"What are you? What do you know about Thiel?"
"...Kolok. This is Estio from the Ignis Guild."
"Ha? Guild?"
At the word guild, Thompson's expression softened a little.
'Damn nobles. It wasn't enough to steal my private life, so I even submitted a quest to the guild!'
He couldn't even imagine that Estio had read his memories, and speculated that the nobles were attaching knapsacks to collect information.
When I looked for the opposite sex, I saw the clothes that Estio was wearing. From the neat robe made with only two colors of black and white to the Phoenix badge, it was clear that he belonged to the Ignis Guild just by his appearance.
'Well, just by looking at it, this guy's hands and body are corrupt... Hmm, do you want to become a guild member at the end of the day?'
As the object of anger shifted to the nobles who were commissioned, Thompson softened his vicious attitude toward Estio. Although he was a wealthy upper-class man, Thompson was also a commoner. Thompson let out a long sigh instead of questioning further, as he was well aware of the pain of having to do what the nobles or superiors at work told him to do.
"Damn, if everyone is blinded by jewels..."
"......"
"I'm sorry for being rough. Well, I'm Jasper's top boss."
Thompson, deeply sorry for the rough treatment, held out a hand to Estio, who had fallen down. Estio looked up at him quietly, and instead of holding his hand, he stood up on his own. Thompson, who had lost his way to the wind, awkwardly put his hand down, and cleared his throat with a cough.
"Hmm... So, guild yangban. What kind of request did you come to me?"
"This is a quest to help you get the top running again."
Estio, who already knew the story, skipped request number 1 and only mentioned number 2. Then Thompson made a strange expression on his face.
"Help me run it again? Heh, well, the nobles must have been really in a hurry."
Thompson, who spoke sarcastically after a single word, staggered inside. Thompson, who had moved through the dimly lit interior, called for Estio from a corner.
"Did you say 'Estea'? Come in."
"......This is Estio."
Estio slowly walked through the darkness with the help of Neju, who had bright night eyes. Fortunately, Thompson lit a candle, so he was able to locate him quickly.
Thompson lit a candle on the table littered with kettles and bottles, and took out two glasses. It was a pretty expensive glass.
"I'll serve you a drink as an apology. What would you like?"
"?"
"The little ones like sweet things like tequila mixed with fruit or misha."
Thompson, who had been recommending this and that, looked at Estio, who was standing still, and made a look of disappointment.
'I don't think you're in a position to enjoy a cocktail. Well, if it's a guild member at the end of the day, it can't be that good.'
Estio had just become an adult and looked younger than her actual age, but her age was not taken into account. Thompson had already learned to drink and enjoyed it since he was ten.
"Then, just for the sake of music?"
"No, I am."
"Hmm."
With regretful eyes, Thompson put anything he could grab into his mouth with a bottle of wine, grinned and slid his hips on the desk.
"That's a guild man. I've felt it from a while ago, but your management skills are absolutely insane."
"......"
"In such a case, you have to get a drink and match the mood of the other person to make a request or anything.
"That's right."
"Before, I cut both front and back and talked about tea all of a sudden... I'm in the position of raising a child, so I'm going to give in a hundred times. ."
"sorry."
Estio meekly bowed his head. He thought he, too, had done something blasphemous to him. However, rather than understanding from the other person's point of view why he is being insulted, he simply defined his own reading of other people's insides as an unpleasant act.
So whenever he showed his abilities, he was always ready to be insulted or beaten. Seeing his sincere apology, Thompson shrugged.
"To put it bluntly, he's innocent and child-like. A! Who would use a child-like human in society? Maybe you, the people around you, have already been portrayed as torturers?"
"......"
"Huh. Anyway, to start with the conclusion."
A strong drink flowed out as he sighed. Anything flowing inside was heavy. There were no sighs, no drunkenness, no anger and sadness, not even the slightest thing.
"I don't plan on opening the top door again for a while."
"Is that so?"
"...don't you ask why?"
Seeing Estio just nodding his head despite his resolute refusal, Thompson put on an absurd expression on his face.
Then, Estio glanced at him and opened his mouth again.
"Why don't you open the upper door?"
'Look at this, you didn't even wonder, did you?'
Thompson let out a low chuckle and picked up the other bottle. Then he opened the lid and held it towards Estio.
"Would you like a drink?"
"Yes, thank you."
"Uh-huh! This guy is a pretty funny guy."
Looking at Estio, who followed everything as he was taught, Thompson knew that he was a very pure and upright young man.
He was tired and drunk at the time, but the feeling of meeting an innocent friend, which is rare these days, began to pour out of Sang-Joo, who had been heavily closed.
"I love Thiel, my wife."
"Yes."
"My daughter Leah too. Even if I give you the most precious and precious jewel in the world, even if you give me the whole world, you are two people that cannot be changed."
It was a difficult story for Estio. He didn't value jewels, so he wasn't particularly moved by this, and he never valued or valued anyone so much. Although Tsukina Neju was precious, it was different from Thompson's concept of 'family'.
Estio was willing to exchange enough jewels for his older brother Teriot and older sister Rosette. Rather, the jewel wouldn't cast contempt for him or the curse of 'bastard child'.
"But my wife hasn't been feeling well since last year. In fact, it's been quite a while... Since the death of my first child, I haven't seen a single smile on her face."
"......"
"I'm getting speechless, and I don't even want to step out of the room where I finally gave birth to Leah. I tried to pull her down, but I bit my tongue that day. Fortunately, nothing major happened... haha."
Tak, an empty wine bottle rolled over the table. Thompson covered his eyelids with his palms.
"Til hated dying more than meeting his daughter."
Dry laughter soon turned into wet tears. For a moment, Estio doubted that his terrifying ability to control the emotions of others had been unleashed without his knowledge.
What do you mean by believing in yourself, whom you met for the first time in your life, and talking about your circumstances out of the blue? Estio looked at Thompson, who was crying, with his hands covering his face, feeling anxious inside. He didn't show any particular signs, but he felt guilty for nothing.
"Ah, I've just left Leah on the second floor and came down for a while, but I've been working longer than I thought."
Thompson wiped the red tears with his sleeve and looked at Estio.
"Anyway, I'm sorry that I seem to have ruined your request, but please go back and tell me."
"......"
"I have no intention of opening the top door at least within this year, so please look for another top."
Estio, who slowly swallowed the scent of bitter grain wine in her mouth, stood up and stared at Thompson.
"Are you willing to open the top again if your wife's condition improves?"
"I'm sure. But..."
It was an unpredictable wind. As Thompson shook his head with a bitter expression on his face, he heard a small murmur in his ear.
"Maybe I can help."
"?"
"I am."
Suddenly, the story that Viscount Fabien had told Estio came to mind.
'...There are things only you can do.'
It was just as it was said. Estio was the only one who could read the minds of people who would not speak out of mouth. He opened his mouth slowly, looking at Thompson's eyes, which were dyed red by the flickering of a candle.
"You can get your wife out of the room."
"Huh, what kind of bullshit is that all of a sudden. How do you do it?"
At the words of Estio, who seemed to be one of the lowest guild members, Thompson looked at him with distrust instead of being surprised. Estio lowered his eyes for a moment. He shivered terribly from revealing his monstrous abilities.
Especially in front of people who are showing favors like now. Estio took a short deep breath and stretched out his hand.
A dry, flaky finger touched Thompson's forehead lightly.
"?"
At that moment, Thompson heard the sound with his head, not his ears.
"Because this is the power I have."
"Whoa, what, what."
He couldn't speak properly, as if he had paralysis in his mouth. As he was playing the game, as soon as he was about to hit Estio's hand, another thought group came over.
"There you are, don't be afraid."
Thompson's eyes trembled, looking towards the white-haired monkey's seat. Known as a ferocious beast, the white furry macaque, like a well-trained dog, sat in a corner all the time. Neju's red eyes shone like jewels.
"please. Estio is not a bad person."
- Episode 16
"Thompson."
"Oh, no, why the hell are you carrying that beast?"
"If your wife doesn't want to talk, just pretend you don't know."
"What?"
Thompson glanced at Neju with frightened eyes and opened his eyes as if he had been hit in the back with a sledgehammer. He had never told anyone about his wife locked up in the room.
The top staff and neighbors all thought he was a caring husband and that his wife was a beautiful and happy woman like a flower. It was after giving birth to daughter Leia that Thiel began to lock herself in the room. Then, the top door closed shortly thereafter, so it was only natural that no one knew about their family.
Eyes mixed with anger, surprise, and doubt turned to Estio.
"What did you just say..."
"For people who are reluctant to talk directly, even if they forcefully say something they don't like, they won't listen."
Without telling you directly, I have already figured out why the Jasper top was closed. However, Estio had no intention of carrying other people's personal information like this and reporting it.
sudden.
Thompson, who was looking down at Estio with trembling eyes, suddenly grabbed him by the collar and dragged him into the store. Neju, who had been bound by her chains, was also brought inside at the same time.
The door closed with a bang, and Estio was thrown into the dimly lit room.
Thompson locked the door and looked at Estio, who was pounding her buttocks with her eyes blazing blue.
"What are you? What do you know about Thiel?"
"...Kolok. This is Estio from the Ignis Guild."
"Ha? Guild?"
At the word guild, Thompson's expression softened a little.
'Damn nobles. It wasn't enough to steal my private life, so I even submitted a quest to the guild!'
He couldn't even imagine that Estio had read his memories, and speculated that the nobles were attaching knapsacks to collect information.
When I looked for the opposite sex, I saw the clothes that Estio was wearing. From the neat robe made with only two colors of black and white to the Phoenix badge, it was clear that he belonged to the Ignis Guild just by his appearance.
'Well, just by looking at it, this guy's hands and body are corrupt... Hmm, do you want to become a guild member at the end of the day?'
As the object of anger shifted to the nobles who were commissioned, Thompson softened his vicious attitude toward Estio. Although he was a wealthy upper-class man, Thompson was also a commoner. Thompson let out a long sigh instead of questioning further, as he was well aware of the pain of having to do what the nobles or superiors at work told him to do.
"Damn, if everyone is blinded by jewels..."
"......"
"I'm sorry for being rough. Well, I'm Jasper's top boss."
Thompson, deeply sorry for the rough treatment, held out a hand to Estio, who had fallen down. Estio looked up at him quietly, and instead of holding his hand, he stood up on his own. Thompson, who had lost his way to the wind, awkwardly put his hand down, and cleared his throat with a cough.
"Hmm... So, guild yangban. What kind of request did you come to me?"
"This is a quest to help you get the top running again."
Estio, who already knew the story, skipped request number 1 and only mentioned number 2. Then Thompson made a strange expression on his face.
"Help me run it again? Heh, well, the nobles must have been really in a hurry."
Thompson, who spoke sarcastically after a single word, staggered inside. Thompson, who had moved through the dimly lit interior, called for Estio from a corner.
"Did you say 'Estea'? Come in."
"......This is Estio."
Estio slowly walked through the darkness with the help of Neju, who had bright night eyes. Fortunately, Thompson lit a candle, so he was able to locate him quickly.
Thompson lit a candle on the table littered with kettles and bottles, and took out two glasses. It was a pretty expensive glass.
"I'll serve you a drink as an apology. What would you like?"
"?"
"The little ones like sweet things like tequila mixed with fruit or misha."
Thompson, who had been recommending this and that, looked at Estio, who was standing still, and made a look of disappointment.
'I don't think you're in a position to enjoy a cocktail. Well, if it's a guild member at the end of the day, it can't be that good.'
Estio had just become an adult and looked younger than her actual age, but her age was not taken into account. Thompson had already learned to drink and enjoyed it since he was ten.
"Then, just for the sake of music?"
"No, I am."
"Hmm."
With regretful eyes, Thompson put anything he could grab into his mouth with a bottle of wine, grinned and slid his hips on the desk.
"That's a guild man. I've felt it from a while ago, but your management skills are absolutely insane."
"......"
"In such a case, you have to get a drink and match the mood of the other person to make a request or anything.
"That's right."
"Before, I cut both front and back and talked about tea all of a sudden... I'm in the position of raising a child, so I'm going to give in a hundred times. ."
"sorry."
Estio meekly bowed his head. He thought he, too, had done something blasphemous to him. However, rather than understanding from the other person's point of view why he is being insulted, he simply defined his own reading of other people's insides as an unpleasant act.
So whenever he showed his abilities, he was always ready to be insulted or beaten. Seeing his sincere apology, Thompson shrugged.
"To put it bluntly, he's innocent and child-like. A! Who would use a child-like human in society? Maybe you, the people around you, have already been portrayed as torturers?"
"......"
"Huh. Anyway, to start with the conclusion."
A strong drink flowed out as he sighed. Anything flowing inside was heavy. There were no sighs, no drunkenness, no anger and sadness, not even the slightest thing.
"I don't plan on opening the top door again for a while."
"Is that so?"
"...don't you ask why?"
Seeing Estio just nodding his head despite his resolute refusal, Thompson put on an absurd expression on his face.
Then, Estio glanced at him and opened his mouth again.
"Why don't you open the upper door?"
'Look at this, you didn't even wonder, did you?'
Thompson let out a low chuckle and picked up the other bottle. Then he opened the lid and held it towards Estio.
"Would you like a drink?"
"Yes, thank you."
"Uh-huh! This guy is a pretty funny guy."
Looking at Estio, who followed everything as he was taught, Thompson knew that he was a very pure and upright young man.
He was tired and drunk at the time, but the feeling of meeting an innocent friend, which is rare these days, began to pour out of Sang-Joo, who had been heavily closed.
"I love Thiel, my wife."
"Yes."
"My daughter Leah too. Even if I give you the most precious and precious jewel in the world, even if you give me the whole world, you are two people that cannot be changed."
It was a difficult story for Estio. He didn't value jewels, so he wasn't particularly moved by this, and he never valued or valued anyone so much. Although Tsukina Neju was precious, it was different from Thompson's concept of 'family'.
Estio was willing to exchange enough jewels for his older brother Teriot and older sister Rosette. Rather, the jewel wouldn't cast contempt for him or the curse of 'bastard child'.
"But my wife hasn't been feeling well since last year. In fact, it's been quite a while... Since the death of my first child, I haven't seen a single smile on her face."
"......"
"I'm getting speechless, and I don't even want to step out of the room where I finally gave birth to Leah. I tried to pull her down, but I bit my tongue that day. Fortunately, nothing major happened... haha."
Tak, an empty wine bottle rolled over the table. Thompson covered his eyelids with his palms.
"Til hated dying more than meeting his daughter."
Dry laughter soon turned into wet tears. For a moment, Estio doubted that his terrifying ability to control the emotions of others had been unleashed without his knowledge.
What do you mean by believing in yourself, whom you met for the first time in your life, and talking about your circumstances out of the blue? Estio looked at Thompson, who was crying, with his hands covering his face, feeling anxious inside. He didn't show any particular signs, but he felt guilty for nothing.
"Ah, I've just left Leah on the second floor and came down for a while, but I've been working longer than I thought."
Thompson wiped the red tears with his sleeve and looked at Estio.
"Anyway, I'm sorry that I seem to have ruined your request, but please go back and tell me."
"......"
"I have no intention of opening the top door at least within this year, so please look for another top."
Estio, who slowly swallowed the scent of bitter grain wine in her mouth, stood up and stared at Thompson.
"Are you willing to open the top again if your wife's condition improves?"
"I'm sure. But..."
It was an unpredictable wind. As Thompson shook his head with a bitter expression on his face, he heard a small murmur in his ear.
"Maybe I can help."
"?"
"I am."
Suddenly, the story that Viscount Fabien had told Estio came to mind.
'...There are things only you can do.'
It was just as it was said. Estio was the only one who could read the minds of people who would not speak out of mouth. He opened his mouth slowly, looking at Thompson's eyes, which were dyed red by the flickering of a candle.
"You can get your wife out of the room."
"Huh, what kind of bullshit is that all of a sudden. How do you do it?"
At the words of Estio, who seemed to be one of the lowest guild members, Thompson looked at him with distrust instead of being surprised. Estio lowered his eyes for a moment. He shivered terribly from revealing his monstrous abilities.
Especially in front of people who are showing favors like now. Estio took a short deep breath and stretched out his hand.
A dry, flaky finger touched Thompson's forehead lightly.
"?"
At that moment, Thompson heard the sound with his head, not his ears.
"Because this is the power I have."
"Whoa, what, what."
He couldn't speak properly, as if he had paralysis in his mouth. As he was playing the game, as soon as he was about to hit Estio's hand, another thought group came over.
"There you are, don't be afraid."
Thompson's eyes trembled, looking towards the white-haired monkey's seat. Known as a ferocious beast, the white furry macaque, like a well-trained dog, sat in a corner all the time. Neju's red eyes shone like jewels.
"please. Estio is not a bad person."
