I’m Not That Kind of Talent Chapter 147

147. plaudite!(6)

[Keep a close eye on Daniel. The location doesn’t matter, so if he goes in or comes out of somewhere, let me know immediately.]

That would be the moment I found out about her hemoptysis.

There’s no way he’s sane. Daniel, whom Cruel investigated, was usually rational, befitting his bravery, so it can be said that that was the only moment when his mind wavered.

Even a fool would know that this is an irreplaceable opportunity.

‘The only problem is when you find out.’

If we induce Daniel’s actions, we can adjust the timing, but that is not as easy as it sounds, and it is impossible to move carelessly in a situation where the duke’s eyes are on you.

Rather than taking risks and reaching out to the revolutionary army, Cruel decided to respond flexibly to the given situation.

[Will you contact me when Deon is in the empire or when he is away?] It

would be best if you contacted me when Deon was around, but it doesn’t matter if you don’t.

The main purpose is to engage the revolutionary army and the duke, and the secondary purpose is to prevent the leader of the revolutionary army from killing Deon. Those two premises were among the conditions that influenced the latter.

Contrary to his detached attitude, as if heaven was helping him, the call arrived when Deon was at a banquet hall within arm’s reach of the Empire.

Cruel looked at his younger brother, who had suffered an accident and his physical condition had deteriorated rapidly, even hemopting blood, and then he sighed faintly.

‘I’m sorry Deon, but I still have to take it while I have the chance.’

Because your body is in a mess, you become more determined.

Please understand that I will not allow the leader of the revolutionary army to directly touch your life.

I forced myself to open my mouth that wouldn’t come out easily.

“Go tell Deon. “Just for today, don’t just wander around the streets and go home right away.”

Since that child never listened to me after ‘that day’, he will end up on the street again.

You have to move one step faster than Deon. Cruel put on his robe and quickly moved away.

“That boy… just have a conversation about the festival near that guy and mention Day Street to the east.”

“Are you really paying me to do just that…?”

“okay.”

As soon as the news came in, the movements of the leader of the revolutionary army were being reported in real time. Currently, he is wandering the streets of Day in a dazed state.

We need to have him and Deon run into each other. In that sense, it was not difficult to induce the child to move.

Cruel’s plan was simple.

‘The key is to show the hemoptysis of someone who ‘looks like he’s about to die’ to the head of the distraught revolutionary army, making it look like his mother’s.’

So it makes you impatient.

‘Did he say that the reason he created the revolutionary army was to show his weakened mother the ideals she dreamed of before she passed away?’

When I think about this, it’s strange that I don’t become impatient.

However, in order to start a rebellion, you must meet the Duke, who is your biggest helper. The duke would be against it. The reason the duke joined hands with the revolutionary army was not to support them but to keep them in check.

Perhaps, seeing Daniel half out of his mind, he may let his guard down and try to suppress him by revealing his arrogant personality.

No, it definitely will.

‘Because the duke is arrogant.’

Cruel has been watching him closely for quite some time.

That’s why I assure you. The duke’s weakness is arrogance.

Arrogance catches one’s guard down, so it’s likely that the mask he’s wearing will crack and show cracks. There is no way the leader of the revolutionary army, who was quick to notice this, would not know this.

‘I will definitely find a way to escape from the duke.’

Since you are a smart person, you will quickly realize that you will not escape unscathed.

After this, it is the responsibility of the leader of the revolutionary army. However, after thoroughly researching him and understanding his tendencies, Cruel was able to roughly predict what choice he would make.

So, it was such a bold move.

‘…And determining ‘who’ in ‘showing the hemoptysis of someone who is about to die’ will determine the success of the secondary purpose.’

It would be best if that ‘someone’ is Deon, but if not, you can send a candidate you have looked at in advance.

As for why he chose Deon… Cruel knew that Daniel was a softer person than he thought.

‘Especially if you meet him while he has not yet recovered from the shock of seeing his mother’s blood, even if the opponent is Deon Hart, he will not be able to survive that day.’

Since we cannot prevent the group called the Revolutionary Army from targeting Deonhardt, we target its individual leader.

Although he doesn’t seem like he will live that long, it would be better to keep him from targeting children at least until then.

In the first place, small things like this can determine a person’s life.

[It would be best if the image of the child bleeding would remain deep in his mind and Daniel would not be able to personally take Deon’s life from then on.] [If he hesitates to kill Deon when he encounters him from that day forward, that is enough

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[The worst assumption would be to let them go safely on the day the panic occurred and then try to kill them without any regrets when they encounter each other….] In the

last case, it would be a wasted effort, but when viewed as a whole, there is no harm in trying. does not exist.

Above all, even in the final case where failure is assumed, Deon will eventually return safely.

So I tried it.

“Cough.”

“…?!”

After giving money to passers-by several times to encourage the child to walk, the path finally overlapped with the leader of the revolutionary army. Cruel did not miss the opportunity he had managed to seize, and, aiming for the moment when the two passed by, gave Deon a moderate shock to his back and pushed him.

Blood comes out of Deon’s mouth and Daniel, embarrassed, starts to panic and immediately picks up Deon and carries him.

Cruel watched from a distance and turned his back only after they disappeared from sight.

‘With this, all the seeds have been sown.’

I’m a little worried about my younger brother who vomited blood, but judging by the attitude of the leader of the revolutionary army, he’ll probably go on a rampage to save his life, so I guess it’ll be okay. The treatment will be done in secret, and even if he is found out and his colleagues demand that he be killed, the child will eventually come back alive.

As I said again, the leader whose reason has been clouded cannot kill Deon today, and his colleagues who are guilty of hiding his mother’s hemoptysis will have no choice but to lose to him in the end.

‘Let’s go back.’

The growth of the seed is not related to the life or death of the person who sown it, so even if Cruel Hart is dead or absent, it will germinate on its own.

So let’s go back now.

‘I have to continue my daily life.’

The duke is still trying to take the child’s life.

Now is the time to look at reality again and live.

***

“The last breakwater has collapsed!”

The blinders of disaster have disappeared! Disaster will soon wake up!

An old shaman woman who was looking at the stars in the deep night sky of a small mountain village suddenly shouted. Ignoring the granddaughter’s words to calm down a little, the loud shouting finally seemed to wake up the villagers, and lights began to come on in each house one by one.

People come out rubbing their eyes. A look of slight annoyance was directed at granddaughter Ran, who was attending to her grandmother, as if requiring an explanation.

“We have to move town!”

“…What is going on?”

“…Grandma is right this time. “I need to move quickly.”

It was a very sudden remark in the middle of the night.

However, since he had already saved his life by moving villages based on the advice of the shaman grandmother once during the 8 Years’ War, the villagers looked at Ran’s expression instead of saying what nonsense that was.

Her face was somewhat pale as she comforted her grandmother and examined the stars in the night sky.

“…Where do I have to go?”

“Esperanes!”

“When should I move?”

“Within a week!”

Should I say I’m glad it’s not tomorrow?

But still, there is not enough time.

“There is not enough time to move from village to village… Shouldn’t we erase traces like we did during the eight-year war? If you give me a little more time to prepare…”

“No! “I will be here first before the disaster becomes active!”

“But…”

“Yekki! no!”

“Everyone calm down for a moment.”

As expected, it was Ran who calmed down the somewhat overheated atmosphere.

She held her grandmother’s hand tightly and looked back at the villagers who looked troubled and anxious.

“It’s definitely sudden. “Would you mind if it were 10 days plus 3 days?”

“Ran!”

“If it’s 10 days…”

I checked them as they nodded and turned my attention to the grumpy-looking grandmother.

“Do not worry too much.”

“Ran, but…”

“Even if we do meet them, they will come before they are active, so no one will die.”

“…Okay, you must have something in mind too…”

As if she was convinced, the grandmother’s momentum also decreased. Ran bowed her head to the villagers while supporting an old woman who seemed exhausted from shouting in the middle of the night.

“You were rude late at night. “We’re going in now, so you guys can go in and rest.”

***

It is said that the king of the Shan Kingdom somehow persuaded the monarchs of other small kingdoms to make him a vassal state. Not to be outdone, the Rweche Kingdom also promised material support and protection and placed the Kingdom of Taehon under its command…

‘With this, the number of kingdoms in the human world has been reduced to four.’

The empire of Rwece Esperanes.

The demons, who welcome fighting among humans, would not be very happy because their forces were united without bloodshed. Perhaps the monarchs of those two kingdoms were aiming for that.

“Deacon, the cleaning of all floors has been completed.”

“Good job. “I’ll take a look, so you can go in and rest.”

Remember continued his thoughts as he walked down the hallway.

The current empire is in a noisy situation in another sense. Deonhardt, an honorary marquis and the third hero of the Empire, has gone missing.

Opinions are divided even within the empire, as it is not easy to be sure whether it is a betrayal or whether someone has put one’s life in danger.

Because of that, like now,

“Deacon.”

“Ah, Lord Rien. “What’s going on?”

“Deacon… do you really not know your master’s whereabouts?”

“How can this old man know something that even Lord Lien doesn’t know?”

There were many people who asked me about Deonhardt’s whereabouts.

How could a mere butler managing a mansion know the whereabouts of a knight who had a master-servant relationship with him?

Nevertheless, perhaps because of his unique, suspicious atmosphere, Remember remained silent in response to the people who kept asking him questions.

Dan, who had been quietly observing the situation, spoke cautiously.

“Since he even disappeared leaving behind the knights… isn’t it also intentional?”

“…It seems like they would have abandoned the country, so it’s not credible.”

Remember, who heard Lien’s words, smiled kindly, as if looking at his cute grandchild.

“Do you really think so?”

“….”

As if caught off guard, Lien closed his mouth.

Even though Deonhardt seemed to hate her and push her away on the outside, she knew that there was an underlying trust and affection that she could not understand.

‘Of course, trust seems to be greater than affection.’

I turned my head and looked out the window. Perhaps due to the disappearance of their lord, a group of murderous knights, who had recently become depressed, came into sight.

…I usually don’t like the idea of having accidents, but seeing him drooping like a dog in the rain just now doesn’t bother me.

‘It seems like I’ve become attached too.’

…More than that, where is my lord really?

When I looked at them, I felt like my mood was sinking, so Lien took her eyes off the knights and thought of something else.