42
Estio Volume 2
- Episode 17
"Tsuki."
"Yes."
"Do you remember Sarah?"
"I don't remember every single human being."
It was said that only Estio was treated specially. However, even though he said that, Estio knew that Tsuki remembered Sera and shook his head slightly.
"...Yeah. Maybe it's better not to remember."
"Estio."
Mubin, who could not hear Tsuki's voice, did not intervene and just walked quietly at the same pace. The black cat spoke calmly without turning his head toward Mubin.
"It's the guys who made it hard for you. Do you still care?"
"Sera did nothing wrong."
"So, what are you going to do?"
"anything."
The dark blue eyes went cold.
'Do nothing.'
Estio sympathized with Sarah. But that's it. At that time, Neju almost died protecting him. To such people, Estio was neither sorry nor sad for what he had done.
Anyway, if I had met the girl now, it would have only made me more afraid. She doesn't get any better, so she doesn't do anything. Estio turned away from the rumors about the 'poor Serari-rin' and took a heavy step.
When he returned to the guild building like that, an unexpected person came to visit him.
"Call ...... now!"
"Because you can't do this."
"If you can't, you mean that the guild will reject my request!"
"Come on, calm down. Just because you make a nomination doesn't mean you'll be unconditionally OK. Once you've received the request, just wait."
"It's been ten days already!"
The request reception desk was very noisy. It was because of one customer's riot. And the customer's angry voice was familiar to S.T.
'Viscount Fabien?'
It is rare for nobles to step directly into the guild. Those in a high position usually exchanged letters or sent a servant to deliver only the business, even when placing a quest.
"I'm not saying I'm going to ask a guild member here!"
"Sorry, sir, but the appointed leader of 'Estio' is currently at the headquarters. Even if we put in a request, there is no guarantee that the connection will be made immediately......"
"How dare you answer a commoner's topic? Don't you mean what I'm saying? Do you want to see the guild door shut?!"
"I'm sorry, customer, but the guild is a facility established under the orders of the Emperor. Therefore, all employees are recognized as tenants and are not punished by the system of power other than the imperial power. You must follow the order......."
"Shut up! Call him quickly!"
It was Viscount Fabien who was shouting whale whales despite their face. Estio, who could not have imagined that he would personally come to the guild and cause a riot, stood tall. Mubin, who approached him like that, narrowed her eyes and smirked.
"Is that the bastard of the rumor?"
"......Yes."
Although his tone was harsh, Estio didn't feel the need to point it out and responded as if he was sick. The incident at the author's house was mutually the worst. I didn't even think to come to you from this side, but I'm sure the other side will come to you proudly.
Mubin opened his mouth again towards Estio, who was frozen without knowing what to do.
"By the way, you're not the daughter, are you crazy? How did you sell your dignity as a nobleman. Why are you acting like that again?"
I heard it and it was Estio was able to observe Viscount Fabien's outward appearance in detail thanks to the movie, which focused on a part that he hadn't thought of. She was a little different from the last time she saw her.
He had a sparse beard that was not properly shaved, and his appearance was very sloppy, such as mismatched buttons and loose hem.
I couldn't find it until I searched for the relaxed attitude of a neat and dignified aristocrat. Rather, it looked more like a drunken drunkard.
"It looks like I'm looking for you."
"okay."
"I recommend not going."
"It's the same idea."
Estio, who lightly agreed to Moobin's proposal, began to walk again. There was not a single hesitation in the steps towards the dormitory past the request reception desk.
"......!"
The guide, who was sweating at his own tyranny, found him and widened his eyes. Startled, he turned his head and pretended not to know, but Viscount Fabien noticed a strange feeling and turned around.
Having found Estio, the Viscount kicked off the information desk and ran to him within a month. The hurried footsteps didn't even show up as much as the claws of the body.
"Estio!"
As Estio called his name intimately, somehow his stomach twisted. After so many people died, Viscount Fabien was the worst part. However, the Viscount was approaching him with a welcoming face as if he were dealing with an old vassal.
Estio ignored him with a cold face.
"Long time no see! Do you know how long I've been waiting for you?"
"......"
"Why haven't I seen you before? I heard that your rank has changed. Are you still here?"
snap.
As Estio did not respond and just walked silently, Viscount Fabien, who became impatient, grabbed his arm and made him stand up.
Estio, who stopped at that moment, looked back at the Viscount. When their eyes met, Viscount Fabien revealed her complexion in a cold sweat as if she had been rescued from the water.
"Yeah. It's been a while, so I must have been confused for a while. Nile, Remil de Fabien."
"...Let it go."
The Viscount's complexion turned pale at a single word as cold as a cold wave on a winter day. When he heard the words to let go, he gave his hand, which was holding the hem of Estio Jewel, with a feeling of grasping even a straw, giving him more strength.
"Listen to me. My daughter, Sarah, is not feeling very well."
"I told you to let it go."
"Estio!"
"The Viscount is no longer my client. I have no obligation to accept it."
It was difficult to act outside the eyes of aristocrats only when Estio was a member of the lower guild, so he had to respond to any quest without a word of mouth. But now things are different. A guild leader directly appointed by the guild master.
Now, Viscount Fabien had to spend a lot of money to ask him for a quest. The Viscount, who realized that fact only after hearing the cold voice, made an unfamiliar 'request'.
"Help, help me."
"Why."
However, the guild leader's reaction was quite cold.
"Why should I do that?"
The cold, expressionless eyes stared intently at the shriveled Viscount's face.
"Because... Only you can do this... Yes, you can also erase memories, right?"
"I've never done it."
"Go, it's possible. At least I'll be able to make it so I can get a good night's sleep."
Mubin, who watched the situation one step behind Estio, scratched his head pretending not to know. It was Estio who solved the insomnia that he had been suffering from for years in one shot.
However, Moobin did not pretend to know about it. It was because it was already irrelevant whether it could be done or not.
"I'm carrying out another client's quest right now. Just go back."
"Another client? Destroy it!"
"......"
It was a coercion that had nothing to say. Mubin, startled by his enthusiasm, slightly clenched her lips and blew a whistling whistle. He said with a smile when his eyes met Viscount Fabien, startled by the sudden whistle.
"Nope?"
"What are you?"
"client."
Mubin clicked his tongue and waved his index finger left and right.
"What do I do with this? Now, I'm the guild leader's client instead of you?"
"What, what?"
"I have no intention of canceling the quest, so please give up."
"You bastard! You know who I am!"
"Did you introduce yourself with your mouth a while ago? Viscount Fabien, do you have a bit of a headache?"
Hearing the sarcastic tone in front of you, the Viscount made an absurd expression on her face.
"Huh, ferocious. You mean you're so naive when you know that? You're not educated, you don't have a flamboyant head...!"
"Movin R. Hey."
The stillness subsided. The other guild members who were watching with interest also swallowed their breaths at the same time. The weight given by the name Heiga was that great. No matter how much the authority of the aristocracy could intervene in the guild, in this case, it was inevitable to panic.
'A peacock-level giant was moving?'
Although they returned after receiving a new rank, most of the guild members were still unaware of Estio's position in the Galatia branch. But at this moment, they recognized it clearly.
'Leader' is different from simple guild members.
"Hey, I'm really sorry for being a peacock with no culture and no frills."
Viscount Fabieng, who was pointing at the grinning Moobin, blankly dropped his arm.
Chapter 8 The Girl's Prayer
Even in the face of an extraordinary client, Viscount Fabien never gave up on the request. He rather held on to Estio like a leech.
"If it's money, I'll give it to you."
"No need. The Duke of Heyga has already offered a large sum."
The Viscount just stuffed his mouth like a crucian carp. But none of the words he thought of became a voice and could not come out.
Client Moobin R. Hey. His black eyes were smiling as if teasingly. As long as the opponent was a duke, all the hands the Viscount held were meaningless.
There is nothing more Viscount Fabien can offer other than money, fame, and authority from the top down. With that feeling of helplessness and deprivation, the Viscount wiggled her lips, trying to control the rapid breathing.
"Okay, then what the hell do you want?"
"I don't want anything from the Viscount."
"No! Think carefully. I'll do anything for you, so listen to everything you ask me to do..."
Viscount Fabien, who had been hanging on like a madman, changed his words with a flash of light in his eyes.
"Wait, I can't believe it... Guys, have you ever harbored any bad feelings toward me over the past?"
It wasn't too long ago, but in the Viscount's mind, it was looking back on it like it was a long time ago. He even showed a benevolent expression on his face.
"Is that really the case? Huh, don't do it like that. Isn't it a situation that would make me angry with a lot of things I lost?"
Due to the immature mistake of his son Jeremion, Estio's power, which he was aiming for, was lost in vain. In the meantime, he received an absolute command to 'do not disclose this to the outside' in his head, so his damage had to be covered by the author himself.
Viscount Fabien's silent remarks cost their lives and defamed the honor they had been defending. It was worth holding on to that point, but at some point.
The Viscount's young daughter, Serarin, became seriously ill. She inquired about the doctor in every way, but to no avail. Her daughter was a special case of a wounded mind, not the body, and there were no doctors in the Empire specializing in psychotherapy.
The wind has now driven the Viscount to the point of going crazy. The last chance rested on Estio, who had the only ability in the world.
42
Estio Volume 2
- Episode 17
"Tsuki."
"Yes."
"Do you remember Sarah?"
"I don't remember every single human being."
It was said that only Estio was treated specially. However, even though he said that, Estio knew that Tsuki remembered Sera and shook his head slightly.
"...Yeah. Maybe it's better not to remember."
"Estio."
Mubin, who could not hear Tsuki's voice, did not intervene and just walked quietly at the same pace. The black cat spoke calmly without turning his head toward Mubin.
"It's the guys who made it hard for you. Do you still care?"
"Sera did nothing wrong."
"So, what are you going to do?"
"anything."
The dark blue eyes went cold.
'Do nothing.'
Estio sympathized with Sarah. But that's it. At that time, Neju almost died protecting him. To such people, Estio was neither sorry nor sad for what he had done.
Anyway, if I had met the girl now, it would have only made me more afraid. She doesn't get any better, so she doesn't do anything. Estio turned away from the rumors about the 'poor Serari-rin' and took a heavy step.
When he returned to the guild building like that, an unexpected person came to visit him.
"Call ...... now!"
"Because you can't do this."
"If you can't, you mean that the guild will reject my request!"
"Come on, calm down. Just because you make a nomination doesn't mean you'll be unconditionally OK. Once you've received the request, just wait."
"It's been ten days already!"
The request reception desk was very noisy. It was because of one customer's riot. And the customer's angry voice was familiar to S.T.
'Viscount Fabien?'
It is rare for nobles to step directly into the guild. Those in a high position usually exchanged letters or sent a servant to deliver only the business, even when placing a quest.
"I'm not saying I'm going to ask a guild member here!"
"Sorry, sir, but the appointed leader of 'Estio' is currently at the headquarters. Even if we put in a request, there is no guarantee that the connection will be made immediately......"
"How dare you answer a commoner's topic? Don't you mean what I'm saying? Do you want to see the guild door shut?!"
"I'm sorry, customer, but the guild is a facility established under the orders of the Emperor. Therefore, all employees are recognized as tenants and are not punished by the system of power other than the imperial power. You must follow the order......."
"Shut up! Call him quickly!"
It was Viscount Fabien who was shouting whale whales despite their face. Estio, who could not have imagined that he would personally come to the guild and cause a riot, stood tall. Mubin, who approached him like that, narrowed her eyes and smirked.
"Is that the bastard of the rumor?"
"......Yes."
Although his tone was harsh, Estio didn't feel the need to point it out and responded as if he was sick. The incident at the author's house was mutually the worst. I didn't even think to come to you from this side, but I'm sure the other side will come to you proudly.
Mubin opened his mouth again towards Estio, who was frozen without knowing what to do.
"By the way, you're not the daughter, are you crazy? How did you sell your dignity as a nobleman. Why are you acting like that again?"
I heard it and it was Estio was able to observe Viscount Fabien's outward appearance in detail thanks to the movie, which focused on a part that he hadn't thought of. She was a little different from the last time she saw her.
He had a sparse beard that was not properly shaved, and his appearance was very sloppy, such as mismatched buttons and loose hem.
I couldn't find it until I searched for the relaxed attitude of a neat and dignified aristocrat. Rather, it looked more like a drunken drunkard.
"It looks like I'm looking for you."
"okay."
"I recommend not going."
"It's the same idea."
Estio, who lightly agreed to Moobin's proposal, began to walk again. There was not a single hesitation in the steps towards the dormitory past the request reception desk.
"......!"
The guide, who was sweating at his own tyranny, found him and widened his eyes. Startled, he turned his head and pretended not to know, but Viscount Fabien noticed a strange feeling and turned around.
Having found Estio, the Viscount kicked off the information desk and ran to him within a month. The hurried footsteps didn't even show up as much as the claws of the body.
"Estio!"
As Estio called his name intimately, somehow his stomach twisted. After so many people died, Viscount Fabien was the worst part. However, the Viscount was approaching him with a welcoming face as if he were dealing with an old vassal.
Estio ignored him with a cold face.
"Long time no see! Do you know how long I've been waiting for you?"
"......"
"Why haven't I seen you before? I heard that your rank has changed. Are you still here?"
snap.
As Estio did not respond and just walked silently, Viscount Fabien, who became impatient, grabbed his arm and made him stand up.
Estio, who stopped at that moment, looked back at the Viscount. When their eyes met, Viscount Fabien revealed her complexion in a cold sweat as if she had been rescued from the water.
"Yeah. It's been a while, so I must have been confused for a while. Nile, Remil de Fabien."
"...Let it go."
The Viscount's complexion turned pale at a single word as cold as a cold wave on a winter day. When he heard the words to let go, he gave his hand, which was holding the hem of Estio Jewel, with a feeling of grasping even a straw, giving him more strength.
"Listen to me. My daughter, Sarah, is not feeling very well."
"I told you to let it go."
"Estio!"
"The Viscount is no longer my client. I have no obligation to accept it."
It was difficult to act outside the eyes of aristocrats only when Estio was a member of the lower guild, so he had to respond to any quest without a word of mouth. But now things are different. A guild leader directly appointed by the guild master.
Now, Viscount Fabien had to spend a lot of money to ask him for a quest. The Viscount, who realized that fact only after hearing the cold voice, made an unfamiliar 'request'.
"Help, help me."
"Why."
However, the guild leader's reaction was quite cold.
"Why should I do that?"
The cold, expressionless eyes stared intently at the shriveled Viscount's face.
"Because... Only you can do this... Yes, you can also erase memories, right?"
"I've never done it."
"Go, it's possible. At least I'll be able to make it so I can get a good night's sleep."
Mubin, who watched the situation one step behind Estio, scratched his head pretending not to know. It was Estio who solved the insomnia that he had been suffering from for years in one shot.
However, Moobin did not pretend to know about it. It was because it was already irrelevant whether it could be done or not.
"I'm carrying out another client's quest right now. Just go back."
"Another client? Destroy it!"
"......"
It was a coercion that had nothing to say. Mubin, startled by his enthusiasm, slightly clenched her lips and blew a whistling whistle. He said with a smile when his eyes met Viscount Fabien, startled by the sudden whistle.
"Nope?"
"What are you?"
"client."
Mubin clicked his tongue and waved his index finger left and right.
"What do I do with this? Now, I'm the guild leader's client instead of you?"
"What, what?"
"I have no intention of canceling the quest, so please give up."
"You bastard! You know who I am!"
"Did you introduce yourself with your mouth a while ago? Viscount Fabien, do you have a bit of a headache?"
Hearing the sarcastic tone in front of you, the Viscount made an absurd expression on her face.
"Huh, ferocious. You mean you're so naive when you know that? You're not educated, you don't have a flamboyant head...!"
"Movin R. Hey."
The stillness subsided. The other guild members who were watching with interest also swallowed their breaths at the same time. The weight given by the name Heiga was that great. No matter how much the authority of the aristocracy could intervene in the guild, in this case, it was inevitable to panic.
'A peacock-level giant was moving?'
Although they returned after receiving a new rank, most of the guild members were still unaware of Estio's position in the Galatia branch. But at this moment, they recognized it clearly.
'Leader' is different from simple guild members.
"Hey, I'm really sorry for being a peacock with no culture and no frills."
Viscount Fabieng, who was pointing at the grinning Moobin, blankly dropped his arm.
Chapter 8 The Girl's Prayer
Even in the face of an extraordinary client, Viscount Fabien never gave up on the request. He rather held on to Estio like a leech.
"If it's money, I'll give it to you."
"No need. The Duke of Heyga has already offered a large sum."
The Viscount just stuffed his mouth like a crucian carp. But none of the words he thought of became a voice and could not come out.
Client Moobin R. Hey. His black eyes were smiling as if teasingly. As long as the opponent was a duke, all the hands the Viscount held were meaningless.
There is nothing more Viscount Fabien can offer other than money, fame, and authority from the top down. With that feeling of helplessness and deprivation, the Viscount wiggled her lips, trying to control the rapid breathing.
"Okay, then what the hell do you want?"
"I don't want anything from the Viscount."
"No! Think carefully. I'll do anything for you, so listen to everything you ask me to do..."
Viscount Fabien, who had been hanging on like a madman, changed his words with a flash of light in his eyes.
"Wait, I can't believe it... Guys, have you ever harbored any bad feelings toward me over the past?"
It wasn't too long ago, but in the Viscount's mind, it was looking back on it like it was a long time ago. He even showed a benevolent expression on his face.
"Is that really the case? Huh, don't do it like that. Isn't it a situation that would make me angry with a lot of things I lost?"
Due to the immature mistake of his son Jeremion, Estio's power, which he was aiming for, was lost in vain. In the meantime, he received an absolute command to 'do not disclose this to the outside' in his head, so his damage had to be covered by the author himself.
Viscount Fabien's silent remarks cost their lives and defamed the honor they had been defending. It was worth holding on to that point, but at some point.
The Viscount's young daughter, Serarin, became seriously ill. She inquired about the doctor in every way, but to no avail. Her daughter was a special case of a wounded mind, not the body, and there were no doctors in the Empire specializing in psychotherapy.
The wind has now driven the Viscount to the point of going crazy. The last chance rested on Estio, who had the only ability in the world.
