The Only Ending for the Evil Count Pig Is Destruction

37 – Scene 037# Master

*

“… How are you feeling?”

“Okay.”

It was a man who answered Blanche’s regards.

A pig count who is notorious even in the Empire for his arrogant eyes and mean personality.

It was Tristan Ruelberta.

However, the nickname Pig Count has now become a bit ambiguous.

Tristan’s face was pale and his cheeks were haggard.

He had visibly lost weight, as if he had been brought back from the dead.

For Blanche, who provided the cause, this position was extremely uncomfortable.

If it hadn’t been for Bella’s order, I wouldn’t have wanted to come to this man.

She looked up and opened her mouth.

“Age… You seem a bit lost.”

“I guess so.”

To her words, Tristan answered without even making eye contact.

Sitting at his desk in the office, looking at papers, he was writing something with a frown from time to time.

“My lady asked me to say thanks and regards for the last time.”

“yes. Tell the princess not to worry.”

“Yes. Then I’m-“

“Blanche.”

Blanche, who was about to leave quickly after finishing her business, stopped at the spot.

“… Why?”

“Where are you going so busy?”

Tristan was looking at her, his eyes on the papers.

It was a look that showed no emotion.

So it was difficult to know.

What the hell is this man thinking?

Blanche replied without making eye contact, wondering if her thoughts would be revealed in those eyes.

“Yes. I will return to the duchy and return to the mission of escorting the young lady.”

“Right. How much do you get paid for doing that?”

“… … Yes?”

Blanche asked back at the sudden question.

“I am asking for a salary. How much do you get from Isaac Helga? I’m sure he won’t take the money.”

It was a rude question.

However, Blanche replied without changing her expression.

“… … Sorry, I can’t tell you that. However, I can tell you that the Duke’s family is giving me more than I deserved.”

“I guess.”

“… What did you say just now?”

“Looking at you evasive like that, it must be a very small amount.”

Tristan’s eyebrows went up.

Those scornful eyes were unpleasant.

I could have endured there.

But that man is not laughing at himself, but the Duke of Isakhell.

It was the family he was enshrining.

Blanche was furious at the thought that her family had been insulted.

“Not a lot.”

“If you do the work, it’s right to get paid for it. In my view, Isaachel will not be able to pay you enough money.”

“Don’t speak carelessly! I’m getting paid enough!”

“yes?”

“Yes!”

“Then I’ll be able to repay the 800 million kaels right away.”

“… ?!”

“Oh yeah. I will subtract 50,000 kaels from them. Is it the price you gave me last time?”

Blanche froze on the spot.

800 million kaels.

She was weighed down by an enormous sum that could never be repaid with the salary she had received from the duke’s family.

Blanche gritted her teeth and replied.

“… … Didn’t I say I would pay for that with my body?”

“I must work hard to repay 800 million won with that body.”

Blanche’s shoulders twitched.

Tristan came over to her.

“You have a nice body.”

“?!”

Blanche got goosebumps.

Tristan was scanning her body.

Those eyes were examining every corner of her body as if looking at a nice product.

“Kuh… .”

But I couldn’t deny that gaze.

Because it was none other than she who said that she would pay back with her body.

In shame, Blanche had to close her eyes tightly.

“Looks like you worked hard.”

“… Yes. The duchy also trains knights.”

“It is absolutely perfect. Then follow me.”

Tristan headed for the door.

Blanche looked at his back with a rather spleen attitude and asked.

“Where are you talking… ?”

“You will know that when you go.”

Tristan put on a jet-black coat over it.

“From now on, even if you shake yourself off, you will repay the debt.”

Imagining the shame and humiliation to come, Blanche only followed him like cattle in a slaughterhouse.

*

“Little girl. It’s not like that.”

“Yes?”

A small vacant lot within the grounds of the Ruelberta Mansion.

Myoheil, a cat standing on two legs, said while fiddling with his whiskers.

“You have to send magic power to your hands evenly. If so… .”

Myohail dipped his hand into the bucket in front of him and took it out again after about 3 seconds.

“Look. If you send enough mana to cover your skin like this, you won’t get wet even if you go into the water.”

“Wow… Gosh, that’s awesome… .”

Wendy accepted to become Myoheil’s apprentice.

The trigger was when he passed Myoheil’s test.

For the first time, Wendy realized she had power.

He wanted to make the power that summoned the giant golem entirely his own.

And because I wanted to protect him with that power someday.

“You should try again.”

“Nyeet!”

Wendy concentrated her magic on her hand.

Then her hands began to glow very faintly.

“Good. very good. Reduce the output just a little bit there. The point is to spread your magic power as wide as possible. Imagine spreading sweet cream on top of a parfait and spreading it all over the palm of your hand.”

“I-I don’t know the analogy well… .”

“Hmm… It might be a bit premature metaphor for the little girl. It’s an adult metaphor.”

“Adult… Rain, rain yo oh… ?”

Wendy tilted her head as if she was more confused.

Myohai jumped up onto her shoulder.

“When the little girl uses magic, what does she think and use magic?”

“Magic power?”

“yes. If I change the question, do you think magic is like water in front of it?”

“to… Maybe… Isn’t it often compared to the flow of magic?”

“Well. right. Since it actually flows inside our bodies, it can be said that mana flows.”

Myoheil said while licking his hand with his tongue.

“But little lady, the magic doesn’t always flow.”

“Yes?”

“Magic power is like water, sometimes like fire, and sometimes like wind. And sometimes it’s like hard rock.”

“You are too difficult… .”

“It is not difficult. The point is to recognize that magic comes in many forms.”

“The form of magical power… ?”

“Yes.”

Myohail yawned.

He said, leaning completely on Wendy’s shoulder.

“Using magic means being shameless. Magic is not abstract. It may burn or flutter in the wind rather than just flow. Magic works miracles only in front of those who think so.”

Myohail continued to speak.

“yes. Magic is a miracle. Mana is a kind of prayer. If a wizard earnestly desires, magic will surely come true. Whatever form it is.”

“Magic is a miracle… And the magical power is prayer… .”

Wendy muttered a few times and then nodded.

“A little bit… i think i know… .”

“I can feel that way now. Anyway, the little girl is very lucky.”

“Yes?”

“Where is the chance to learn magic 1:1 from a sage? Heh heh heh.”

Myohail laughed heartily and said.

“They probably wouldn’t believe it even if I told them. Well, before that, you wouldn’t believe yourself that I was still alive. hahahaha.”

“That’s right… .”

Even Wendy, ignorant of the history of magic and wizards, knew how great a sage was.

Each of them made a mark in the history of magic, and there were legendary feats.

At that time, Myoheil’s beard fluttered like a compass.

“Well. It looks like you have a guest.”

“Yes?”

When Wendy looked around, there were indeed two people walking from the other side.

One was Count Tristan, whom she served, and next to him was a tall woman who looked familiar.

As they got closer, Wendy recognized the woman.

“uh… ? He, Blanc… .”

“This is Blanche. Miss Wendy. See you again in a few days.”

“Ah, ah! Nyeet! hello… … .”

Wendy lowered her head.

Then, I suddenly thought of something strange.

At some point, he was rubbing his body against Blanche’s leg.

“Meow-.”

“What a cute cat. Are you raising them in a mansion?”

“Yes? That, it raised… Should I say… ?”

“Right… You are nice.”

Blanche carefully hugged Myoheil.

In her arms, Myohail flirted.

“Myong~.”

Seeing this, Tristan frowned as if he had seen magic waste.

“It’s just a stray cat. It spreads germs, so don’t touch it.”

“It’s a germ… Words go too far. If your cat hears it, it will be upset. count.”

“Meow!”

“… I definitely warned you.”

Blanche’s face softened slightly as she embraced Myoheil.

Even when she had a cold expression, she was beautiful, but when she smiled, her beauty was quite explosive.

For some reason, Wendy felt that her presence was diminishing.

“Wendy.”

“Yeah, yeet?!”

Wendy was startled by the sudden call and answered.

“Concentrate and listen carefully.”

“Sorry, sorry… .”

Wendy stood upright for no reason and took a posture to listen.

Tristan continued.

“You already know, but let me introduce you again. This is Blanche. Isak Helga’s escort knight… .”

Wendy swallowed for some reason.

“From now on, I will be your martial arts instructor.”