Bad Born Blood - Chapter 193



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193

I felt my consciousness fading in front of Lisanda. It was the first time in a while that I had experienced such a mental shock.

It felt like my consciousness was moving away from reality, as if I was stepping back from the monitor. It was like this even though I was performing an important mission.

‘I never thought Jafar would be a woman.’

It’s shocking no matter how many times I think about it, but if you think about it carefully, it’s not strange at all.

I can’t tell the difference between male and female Tajirun people. From my perspective, the name Jafar was easy to mistake for a male.

And Jafar probably didn’t reveal his gender to me intentionally either. The less information he reveals about himself, the better he is at taking the lead in the relationship.

“Surprisingly, you don’t know much about Jafar. I guess I spoke out of turn.”

Lisandah paused, choosing her words carefully. I also came to my senses.

“The aggressive attitude from before is nowhere to be found.”

“Because it has to look like you’re not on good terms with Jafar. The Menoa family is certain that Jafar has an informant on their side.”

“If there had been no informant, even Jafar would not have been able to respond to the attack. Is there any reason to cooperate with Jafar?”

“I don’t know if I can tell you what Jafar didn’t tell you.”

I shrugged, but Lisanda wouldn’t be able to see it because of the camouflage combat uniform. It would only be a fleeting ripple at best.

“I am under suspicion by the Round Table. All my communication devices are being monitored. I have barely managed to send out a warning about the attack. Of course, I am not the only one being monitored within the family.”

“Is it safe here? There’s already a lot of noise, so there’s no point in asking.”

“We don’t blatantly invade your privacy. We just monitor you from an invisible perspective. As you can see, the Menoah family is quite democratic. There is no blatant surveillance or oppression.”

“Well then, let’s talk about work. What information do I need to convey to Jafar?”

I didn’t sit anywhere so as not to leave a trace. I just stood still and waited for Lisanda to speak.

“My father, my father, died three days after the Round Table Conference. I don’t know what was said at the Round Table Conference. But I am certain that he was assassinated because of the conference.”

Jafar and Lisanda assumed that their father had been murdered, as if it were a given. They did not even consider other possibilities. In many ways, this was a bloody society.

“Is Ozmer the prime suspect?”

“Because he’s the one who’s going to be the head of the household if my father isn’t here right now. It’s been over a week since my father passed away. But the distribution of the estate hasn’t been completed yet. My father’s assets, aside from his position as head of the household, include many businesses he owned as a single person and shares in other companies. Many people think that’s the real deal.”

That’s interesting. I’m interested.

“Why hasn’t the distribution of the inheritance been completed?”

“My father had hired outside lawyers without our knowledge. They were supposed to take action in the event of his death.

Perhaps… … because I always thought that I might be killed by someone. That’s why my father’s body was preserved intact even after the funeral. There was a clause that if the body was damaged or disposed of before the law firm’s autopsy was completed, the estate would be donated immediately. Tajirun donating it? That’s ridiculous.”

“It would be hard to buy that office with money. They wouldn’t have entrusted the work to people who could be bought. If the Menoa family falsified the autopsy results themselves, they would have been caught by the lawyers.”

“I looked it up and it’s a pretty famous inheritance law firm. People whose children are at risk of death often use it. No one would have guessed that my father would sign a contract with them. Anyway, the law firm will be visiting us in two days.”

“What happens if the autopsy results are announced as murder?”

“The office will judge this as a murder case and conduct a full investigation of the entire family. It’s unpleasant, but if you don’t want to lose your inheritance, you have no choice but to comply. The family’s reputation will also be greatly tarnished.”

“You killed your father for money, so your honor is ruined.”

Lisanda laughed softly.

“That’s not the reason. Since we got caught without being able to handle things cleanly, the other families will think of us as a bunch of idiots who can’t even discipline themselves.”

Hmm, I guess I underestimated Tajirun. Their way of thinking was unusually ruthless, even by Imperial standards.

‘Japa is a special case.’

The feeling of alienation from his own kind may be one of the reasons why Jafar was exiled.

“Looking at the atmosphere, if it becomes known that you are cooperating with Jafar, it won’t end with you dying.”

“Yes, I am crossing a very dangerous bridge. But I think it is worth it. I am not in a position to last long in the Menoa household either.”

Lisandah smiled faintly and stuck out her tongue. I could now figure out Tajirun’s expressions and emotions quite well.

“What else should I know?”

“Jafar would say the same thing… … but we need to find out where my father’s body is stored somewhere on the mothership, whether he was murdered, and what he said at the Round Table before he was killed.”

After finishing my conversation with Lisanda, I took advantage of the opportunity to go out into the hallway. It wasn’t difficult to go back the way I came.

Moving between locations is, after all, a low-security, everyday space. Only truly important, confidential locations would have proper security measures.

When I arrived at Japha’s quarters, I lightly knocked on the wall. The Equsians pretended as if nothing had happened and opened the door naturally and took turns.

I took advantage of the break in shift changes to return to Japha’s quarters.

“Did you finish the conversation well?”

Jafar said, looking through the paper documents.

‘Japa is a woman.’

It didn’t matter to me whether he was a man or a woman. Yeah, it didn’t really matter. I didn’t bother to mention Jafar’s gender.

‘shit.’

But something seemed different. The corners of Japha’s triangular head, resembling a venomous snake, looked strangely rounded. It didn’t feel as sharp and ferocious as I had thought… …

The human cognitive system is so fragile. As soon as I thought of Japha as a woman, other characteristics appeared.

“Why are you like that? Hoot.”

Jafar asked once more.

Chijik.

I took off my helmet, releasing the camouflage, sweat dripping down my hair and chin.

The camouflage combat uniform was suffocatingly poorly breathable. The body odor that had accumulated along with the sweat spread throughout the room.

“I don’t know what I promised Lisanda, but she cooperated well.”

I relayed to Jafar exactly what I had heard from Lisanda, except that Jafar was a woman.

“… … Is there nothing else besides that?”

Jafar, who had heard my story, added:

“Do I look like the kind of person who would leave out something to report?”

“That’s not true, hoyooo. Then I’ll have to think about it for a moment. Things have gotten quite complicated.”

Jafar closed his eyes as he sat on his chair. He, no, she, oh, it’s annoying. Let’s just think about it as we always did.

Jafar, who had gathered his thoughts, licked his tongue.

“Lissanda’s judgment is correct. We need to find my father’s body, check his condition, and find out what was discussed at the last roundtable.”

“Is it possible that the body has already been stolen or the condition has been manipulated?”

“I wouldn’t do something so stupid. I’d probably make up an excuse that the body was lost or damaged in some other accident. It would have to be an unavoidable accident that would warrant a legal battle. It’s a 50-50 fight at best, but if it’s definitely murder, that’s the only way to inherit the estate.”

“When that ‘force majeure’ happens, we’ll have to take care of the damage and loss of the body.”

I temporarily cooled down my body temperature by wiping the sweat from my neck and cheeks with a towel soaked in cold water. I wanted to take off my combat uniform to cool and dry my body, but… … I felt uncomfortable because I had learned the unexpected truth.

“I can guess the location of the body. I think it would be best to stay until the law firm arrives. There will definitely be an accident on the Menoa mothership.”

“And what about the roundtable discussion? Should we grab anyone from the meeting and beat them up? Hmm, Tajirun seems to have a high pain tolerance?”

I felt awkward for no reason, so I joked. Jafar laughed and continued talking.

“There’s no need for that. I have a vague idea of ​​what was said at the meeting. We can ask about it at dinner. Some people will definitely react. Then, Mr. Luca, you can judge the truth. Whether my guess is right or not. First, change your clothes and wash. It’s going to be a busy schedule.”

Jafar buried his head in his desk again and looked through his papers, absorbed in his work.

“Oh, yeah. Well, that’s right.”

I slowly opened the lock of my combat uniform by flicking my finger. It was funny how I showed everything I had to show and then suddenly ran into the bathroom and took off my combat uniform.

‘First of all, the races are different, the races!’

I pretended to be calm, took off my camouflage combat uniform, and went into the bathroom. After washing my sweaty body, I saw my clothes neatly folded in front of the bathroom.

… … Since Equusian wouldn’t fold my clothes properly, this must be Jafar’s handiwork. Normally, I would have just thought Jafar was being meticulous.

I’m the one suffering because of unnecessary information entering my head, damn it.

* * *

I attended the dinner party of the Menoa family with Jafar. Although it was a dinner party, the atmosphere was awkward, if not cold. The conversation was at the level of whispers.

However, the Menoa family treated Jafar with ceremony. Although they spoke harshly, they did not outwardly treat Jafar coldly or serve him strange food.

Jafar sat down and picked up his dishes. Food was being served one by one. Some Tajrun ordered raw meat, which was almost raw.

A chunk of meat from an unknown beast came to my table, emitting warm steam.

“Didn’t you say you wouldn’t eat the food served here? I prepared something separately.”

I spoke next to Jafar.

“I said I would attend the dinner party, so I have to eat the food they give me. I have to take a risk if I try to leave them.”

Even though Jafar was a guest, no one spoke to him first. Everyone was watching the owner, Ozmer.

Ozmer was silently cutting the meat that was only cooked on the outside. Blood was dripping from the cut of meat he had poked with a fork.

I didn’t touch the food. Japa didn’t seem to notice me either, so I guess I don’t have to eat.

-The food is delicious. I guess the kitchen’s skills are still good.

Jafar spoke in Tajrun.

-That’s why you were able to succeed in the restaurant business. You have to eat good food from a young age to understand the taste.

Ozmer said, stopping his cooking. He stared at Jafar.

-Thank you for letting me know that it was successful.

-Because it is an objective fact.

Everyone’s attention was focused on the conversation between Jafar and Ozmer. The clattering of dishes stopped all at once. It was as if the orderly formation of an army was coming to mind.

-I understand that your father passed away shortly after the roundtable ended. I wonder what the final agenda item was.

-There’s no reason for me to tell you, an outsider.

It’s a start. I’ve been focusing.

OMG.

The scope of my awareness expanded. All twenty-five Tajiruns, their expressions and actions, flooded into my mind. My brain processed hundreds of times more information than usual.

The bridge of my nose was burning hot. It felt like a blood vessel was going to burst at any moment.

-Even if you don’t tell me, I think I know the gist.

-It’s funny to see you acting so smart, Jaffa.

-The meeting agenda is probably related to me.

The atmosphere changed all at once. A nursery rhyme arose in the banquet hall.

-Looks like you’re going to talk nonsense.

Ozmer answered calmly and moved the dishes. He suddenly tried to resume eating. It means he was flustered.

-My father would have tried to revoke my banishment.

I also vaguely anticipated it. The sudden death of the head of the household, and the bold attack by the Tajirun family, who were so cautious.

And even though they were exiles, they had a high level of hostility towards Jafar. They looked at him as if he were a rival. They were afraid of Jafar’s return.

I observed the reactions of the Tajirun. Jafar’s handover was successful. It seemed that they were really trying to revoke Jafar’s banishment order. Some of the Tajirun, who were not good at lying, openly expressed their feelings of anxiety.

Slurp, slurp.

Several Tajirun quickly stuck out their tongues. They sniffed the air with their tongues, trying to read various emotional signals.

The organized atmosphere was disrupted. Those who could not quickly assess the situation were confused.

-So who killed your father?

Jafar dropped a huge bomb before the chaos could die down.

… … Chaos has arrived at the banquet hall. This is exactly the kind of situation I like. The complex emotions of the bewildered people are spilling out like a mist in all directions.

“Jaspiekederaaaaaaa-!!”

Ozmer screamed, banging his cutlery on the table. The scream was much louder than the sound of the interpreter in my ear, so I could clearly hear Jafar’s real name.

-Are you insulting Menoa now? Even though he is a guest… …!

Ozmer continued his speech. He began to list reasons why it was right to punish Jafar now. As soon as he finished speaking, the guards who had been standing around the walls of the banquet hall stepped forward one by one.

chuck.

I also quietly placed my hand on the hilt of the sword.

-The person next to me is a powerful man who single-handedly subdued the captain of the guards. If a fight breaks out here, I will die, but half of the core members of the family will also die.

Jafar spoke without lifting his back or buttocks from the chair.

‘You really put your life on the line for this.’

I can feel Jafar’s determination. He didn’t just come here. She, no, he, he came here on purpose.