Chapter 26
Becoming The Villain’s Family
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The ruffian grabbed Aria and lifted her up.
He wore a luxurious sword on his waist. He seemed to have stolen it from a nobleman.
âHmm? What did you bring with you?â
He wondered if Aria had carried valuable things with her since she had just crawled out of a secret passage.
âWe can sell this little girl.â
Another man removed Ariaâs hood in a rough manner.
But as soon as they saw her face, their eyes began dripping with greed.
Underneath the hood, was a beautiful gem that could even tempt high-ranking nobles.
âWow! With a face like this, we could sell her to a duke! No⦠maybe even to a king of another kingdom!â
âHow did you end up in a place like this, little girl?â
âWearing such luxurious clothes. Did you come out for a night walk?â
âItâs easy for bad guys to catch you if you wander around at night.â
âYou mean guys like us,â one of the ruffians joked, earning a laugh from the rest of his entourage.
Aria frowned at their words.
At first, everything had seemed far too easy. She was able to breach the security of the village without any harm done.
âBut I guess that itâs too good to be true.â
Aria sighed.
She didnât want to do anything that stood out.
Though if itâs like this, she would have no choice but to sing.
Even though she couldnât sing the song of destruction, she could still sing a song that would erase their memories.
But it might be a little difficult because there were several people.
âNow⦠you stay quiet, kid.â
As the man reached out his hand towards Aria, she immediately parted her lips.
But at that momentâ¦
âYou there! What are you guys doing?â
A boy in a white uniform approached them.
The boy was white from head to toe.
He had pale skin, snow-white hair that glistened underneath the moonlight, and eyes as blue as the midwinter sky.
He stood out so much even in the dark.
âWhatâs this? Another kid?â
âHmm⦠Would we be able to sell him?â
âWait, that uniform⦠is he a knight?â
The Order of Knights. They belong to the Papal Palace.
The ruffians became nervous and stepped back.
However, they didnât run away immediately because the boy didnât look threatening at all.
He was all skin and bones. He looked very frail and tiny.
âIs he really a knight?â
He was a frail-looking boy with a delicately beautiful face. If one were to pass by him without closer inspection, he could easily be mistaken for a girl.
âI donât think heâs that big of a deal, right?â
The men exchanged glances with each other.
While the ruffiansâ attention were elsewhere, Aria immediately pulled the hood of her cloak over her head and slowly stepped back.
âAre you harassing that child?â
âObviously, canât you see it? Do you want us to bother you as well?â
They laughed at the boy as if he were absurd to have approached them without the slightest fear.
âHuman trafficking is illegal.â
âWell, my dear knight. Do you know the term extraterritorial jurisdiction?â
âEven if the village is exempted from the jurisdiction of the law, human trafficking is unethical and inhumane. God is always watching you. So you better stop now.â
âBwahahaha!â
The ruffians grabbed their stomachs and burst into laughter.
This was the first time they had been scolded after settling down in the slums.
âYouâre a funny guy, arenât ya? To come to a place like this and preach the notion of God!â
âIf God is actually watching, then he should just come here right now and punish me!â
It was clear to the boy that talking wouldnât work. Therefore, the boy silently drew his sword and lowered himself into a fighting stance.
He was in his relaxed stance. One could feel the steadiness of his gaze.
The ruffians also smiled and drew their swords.
Howeverâ¦
âTch, how unluckyâ¦â Aria muttered, seeing the boy beaten up and sprawled on the ground in a few seconds.
âWhat did he come here for?â
For a second, she actually thought that he could fight since he drew out his sword so nonchalantlyâ¦
âI shouldnât have set my expectations too highâ¦â
Plus, he was wearing the Papal Knightsâ uniform.
âShouldnât knights be able to easily defeat those bums?â
As Aria stared at his uniform once more, only then did she realize that he was nothing more than a squire, the apprentice of a knight.
âHis uniform⦠a squire? Thatâs right⦠in Garcia, anyone was allowed to become a squire as long as they wished to become a knight.â
The Holy Empire intended to give everyone equal opportunities.
Of course, it was still useless if they only had big dreams. If one did not have any talent, they could easily fall behind in less than a month.
âBy the looks of it⦠it must not have been long since he became a squire,â Aria thought.
But with those current skills of his, he would never win against those ruffians.
âHe wonât last long at this rateâ¦â
Still, Aria decided not to laugh at the boyâs dream.
Because she believed that those who had the will would one day surpass their limits.
âF*ck, his face is completely bloody. His value is probably less now!â
âWhat if we just beat him all the way? This is the first time Iâve ever heard something so ridiculous. A beating is only natural for guys like these.â
âDonât, man⦠this kid canât even take a punch. We need the money.â
âTch, fine,â the other man said as he clicked his tongue.
âWell⦠I did receive his help.â
Aria didnât want to get involved with him at the start, but she decided to step into this mess as he had tried to help her.
She took a deep breath, put two of her fingers into the back of her mouth, and blew air through her lips.
Hearing Ariaâs whistle, Silver immediately jumped out of the bush he was hiding in and struck the ruffians.
âArgh! What the-?!â
âItâs a monster, a monster!â
At that moment, Aria recalled the voice of the Grand Duke of Valentine, casually saying that he would feed his dogs bodies of humans.
She promptly closed her eyes and turned her head.
Aria didnât want to see a person being eaten alive right in front of her eyes.
However, contrary to her expectations, the screams of the bums gradually became farther away.
âThey ran awayâ¦?â
âPant-pant.â
Aria slowly opened her eyes.
Silver was biting a bunch of rags.
It was the clothes that the vagrants were wearing.
And there were multiple swords scattered on the ground.
âThank God I closed my eyes.â
Those ruffians would probably be running around the streets naked by now.
In an unregulated area like this⦠horrible things might happen to people that run around naked without a weapon.
Aria patted Silverâs head for a while, praising him for a job well done.
âLetâs go back, Silver.â
âArf!â
It was time to get on Silverâs back.
But on the corner of her eyes, was an unconscious little boy.
She sighed and put the boy on Silverâs back.
âIâm going to waste so much time because of thisâ¦â
Still, if she let him be in such a dangerous place, some other ruffians might steal his organs or sell him to the black market.
Ariaâs weakness was other weak people, she just couldnât help it.
âTo the Papal Palace.â
Thus, Aria brought the fainted boy to the Papal Palace.
When they arrived, she leaned him against a wall that was transparent enough for people to notice.
âThis should be enough.â
Then, Aria ran through her bag to find her teleportation scroll.
She was about to tear off the paper and go backâ¦
But stopped, Aria was worried that the boy would be frustrated and crushed with what had happened today.
âBecause the boy who kept his convictions lost the fight, while those who tried to fulfill their greeds by sacrificing others won in the end.â
The world was full of injustice.
However, even if everything seemed to be over, the next one would continue to exist, and it would never reach its endâ¦
Aria pulled out her card.
[Youâre convictions are right. Trust yourself and donât doubt the way you walk on the path of life.]
Aria really wanted him to know that.
âWe wonât meet again anywayâ¦â
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Aria had set the coordinates of the teleportation scroll back to the Shamanâs Tower.
Carlâs face was the first thing she saw after tearing the scroll.
âOh, how burdensome,â Aria said while pushing his face away with her palm.
Carl, who was still leaning down, looked unhappy and hurt.
âYouâre late,â he spoke after being silent for a moment.
âSo what happened?â Aria asked.
âWell, nothing happened. Except for the fact that the second young master was actually the spy of the gutter.â
He moved faster than what Aria had originally thought.
Still, she thought that it would take him at least a day or two to find out about it.
Aria nodded her head in response.
Then she looked down at a box which she had been holding onto it tightly in her arms.
It was a holy relic, Divine Judgment.
âDid you already know?â Carl asked.
âYes, this is the future that I was trying to prevent,â she replied.
Even if Aria knew about it, can she really stop it from happening?
Aria stared at Carl whose gaze seemed to say those words.
If they had already framed Vincent, then time was running out.
âAre you close to the second young master?â
They were not close.
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However, they havenât had a dispute these days. So Aria felt indifferent to him.
Aria shook her head.
âThen whyâ¦â Carl asked, he just couldnât understand her.
Was there something else?
Even if Vincent was no longer under suspicion, there was nothing she could gain from it.
Only help if there is something to gain, donât get involved in matters that have no benefits.
That was Carlâs motto in life.
He had lived such a simple and clear life, thinking that money was all that mattered.
âThereâs nothing else.â
âItâs really tiring to converse with close-minded people like himâ¦â
But that was why people like her, who immediately jump into what they believe is right, always seemed to shine more.
Because she could never live like that, turning a blind eye from the injustice of the world.
âIf the day of the trial is set and the judge decides that the second young master is indeed a spy, it will be difficult to reverse the situation.â
When the trial begins, it would not be easy to overturn the situation.
So he meant that today was her last chance to save him.
âYes, I understand.â
Aria rode on Silverâs back.
Then, she spoke, âYour leader⦠â
She stopped.
She thought about it for a while and then decided to change her direction.
âYour leader⦠guide me to the second strongest person after your leader.â