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Episode 240.2

If there was anyone capable of such a feat, it would be Angmar, the mage king who had ascended to the absolute 10th Rank. And now that his descendants had been found to be alive, perhaps….

“Do you have something to say, My Lady?”

The half-fairy asked with clear eyes.

Whenever Elga looked into those bright blue eyes, shining like clear ditch water, her mind would occasionally drift away without any particular thought. Still, they were such foolish eyes.

How could this guy be the descendant of Solomon?

There was no reason for the demon king’s bloodline to stick close to the queen and ladies of the great families. They were enemies. If discovered, it wouldn’t simply end with death.

—No, wait a minute.

A bolt of lightning struck Elga’s mind.

“Hey, Theo. You said you were originally from a noble family, right?”

“… Yes?”

“Why did you approach me? Didn’t you say you would revive your fallen house and seek vengeance?”

“Yes, that’s correct. Why are you suddenly asking about this? This is an open space, what if someone overhears us?”

The half-fairy shook and reproached Elga, but Elga was not in the mood to pay attention to such things.

The picture finally became clear, like a puzzle piece fitting perfectly into the empty space. Like a missing gear slotting back into place, and the wheels started turning again.

Elga soon came up with an answer.

“It’s plausible…!”

If this guy was the grandson of Solomon and the son of Isaiah Gospel, who went missing in the Witch Forest, it would explain a lot of things.

Call it confirmation bias.

Coming to such a conclusion felt oddly right, as if it would be strange if it weren’t true.

Which was why it remaind confusing.

“Is it real? Is it not? Is it just my imagination? But it makes sense. No, it’s too far-fetched….”

Jirit-.

Elga was woken up by a strange sensation that felt a little heavy in her lower abdomen. It was Leonor inside her belly.

If she was right, what would happen to this little one?

A small ember of Angmar.

“Inside me…?”

“Pfft.”

Arriving at that thought, Elga couldn’t help but burst into laughter. It was an uncontrollable laughter like pressurized water erupting between cracked rocks.

“Pwahahaha-!”

“Why are you suddenly laughing?”

The half-fairy seemed unable to understand, but Elga managed to stop her laughter and casually shrugged.

“No, just… a funny thought.”

A funny thought.

Literally.

If this guy really was the descendant of the Demon King.

With what the Demon King and his relatives went through because of their family and people, his resentment and hatred towards them would be indescribable.

Knowing that, he’d been suppressing his emotions and pretending to laugh in front of them, and even made a child…? That was impossible for a human with emotions.

In other words, Leonor was the proof that this guy was not the descendant of the Demon King.

In the end, Elga decided not to think too deeply about it.

However…

Just in case, should she pluck a strand of hair and send it to the Lioness family mages? The blood of the covenant flowing through the Angmar family was special, so they should be able to find out right away if they examined it.

The cost of such an examination was high, but the Lioness family had such means. The results should be out before the end of this vacation.

“Ah, here’s a gray hair.”

Using gray hair as an excuse, Elga plucked a strand from the half-fairy’s head.

Pyok-.

* * *

I could feel the blade that was on my neck moving away.

I couldn’t be certain, but just now, I sensed a huge crisis.

And I could instinctively feel that it had taken a step back. Elga must have been trying to get a ‘sniff’ of something.

Seeing that Elga became relaxed again, she probably reached some conclusion. And that conclusion was likely fortunate for me right now.

Fate was still with me.

It felt like I was the main character who narrowly escaped a crisis.

The thought made me want to laugh.

Me, the main character?

If this world was a story, then I knew better than anyone that the main character was the Villain Hunter. 

“What are you guys doing there? Hurry, we’re going to play Mafia!”

Thanks to Narmi waving at us from afar, I snapped out of my thoughts. As I was drying my hands after washing them, about to head back to everyone with Elga…. 

Guk-.

Elga jabbed me on the side again.

“Hey.”

“What’s wrong now?”

“It’s nothing. I was actually following you to get you this.”

What would she give me?

I was mildly excited, wondering if it was some special elixir of the Lioness family. However, what Elga took out from her sweatpants was an envelope.

“What’s this?”

“I want to ask you that. Read it carefully. Got it?”

What was this about?

Was it marriage documents? Yes, if Elga was giving me documents, they would likely be wedding papers or pre-marriage vows.

However, the moment I opened the envelope, I had to admit my thinking was pretty narrow-minded.

Flip.

Flipping through the stack of papers inside the envelope, there were stories written that made my eyes widen. Flip, flip, flip. As the papers kept turning without pause, Elga said.

“As you see, the ‘unidentified’ written there is your story.”