The Mad Dog of the Dukes House - Chapter 140



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Episode 140 44. A self-inflicted disaster

One.

『Keep in mind, Brandt. The best option is to send him back. I must emphasize that you don’t have to give him a special lecture. The fate of our history department, and indeed the academy, rests on your shoulders.』

Professor Yuris’s assistant, Brandt, walked forward diligently, recalling what the professor had said.

The streets of the capital city where morning has come.

The smell of baking bread filled the air, and it was filled with people walking diligently to work.

The reason he walked diligently down the street from early in the morning was to pick up the professor’s guest.

‘Caron Reston.’

The youngest son of the famous Duke of Reston.

A hero who liberated Leven from the oppression of the tyranny of the lord, and further gained the recognition of the empress, the strongest person in the southern seas.

It was a name that was constantly being talked about not only in the academy but also in the capital.

The thought of meeting the man in person made me feel excited.

I don’t know why the professor is so annoyed, but to Brandt, Charon was a shining hero.

“Is this it?”

Brandt stopped in front of a store.

The word meaning ‘liberation’ in ancient language was written on the store’s sign.

It was a small, but reasonably sized tavern.

Although it seemed odd that a hero would be in a tavern so early in the morning, Brandt slowly opened the door and went inside.

Ring ring ring.

The small bell hanging on the door rang, and soon the scenery inside the store came into view.

The inside of the store resembled a battlefield.

There were men lying on the ground, foaming at the mouth, and a young man who appeared to be the store owner was shivering.

Brandt shouted urgently at the completely unexpected scene.

“Call the police immediately… … .”

At those words, the young man waved his hand and said.

“Oh, no. It’s okay.”

“What happened at the store?”

“… … There was a little commotion… … . By the way, who is this? Our shop is a tavern, so we are not open for business in the morning… … .”

Just then, a cheerful voice rang out from inside the store.

“Ah! Sir. This is my guest. Could you please guide me inside?”

“Oh! You are my lord’s guest. I will take you inside.”

The owner hurriedly guided Brandt.

After a while, Brandt was able to face a young man.

Shiny blonde hair, blue eyes that shine brightly even in the dim light.

‘ah.’

A truly sculptural appearance. And with his half-rolled sleeves revealing his strong forearms.

The young man’s appearance was so amazing that just looking at him made one exclaim in admiration.

‘That guy is Caron Reston.’

Indeed, it was a heroic sight that shook the empire.

Brandt straightened his clothes and bowed politely to the young man.

“Hello. I am Brandt Leang, Professor Yuris’s assistant. It is an honor to meet you, Caron Reston.”

“Have you had breakfast, Mr. Brandt?”

“Not yet…….”

“This stew here, it just came out. Since you haven’t even touched it yet, please have a bite. Now, sit down.”

Squeak.

Brandt hesitated for a moment as Caron pulled out the chair.

That was to be expected, because there were unidentified men passed out behind the chair.

That’s why Brandt couldn’t bring himself to refuse.

Just sit next to Caron in a hunched position.

“This is a third generation family run restaurant, so the cooking is really good. I asked them to put in a lot of meat, so eat as much as you want.”

“thank you.”

As Caron said, there was an absurd amount of meat in the stew.

I carefully scooped up a half-meat, half-broth stew and put it in my mouth.

The richly flavored broth and perfectly cooked meat melted in my mouth in an instant.

It was clear that it was a delicious restaurant, just as Caron had said.

Brandt glanced around the table as he put his spoon back into the stew.

The first thing that caught my eye was the pile of liquor bottles.

Could it be that he drank all night?

Rather than a hero’s journey,

‘A common scoundrel of noble families… … .’

It could be said that it was an appearance close to that of a rascal.

And that’s not all.

“Ugh, alcohol tastes best when you drink it in the morning. Would you like a drink, Mr. Brandt?”

I had been smelling a strong smell of alcohol since a while ago, and now Caron is downing the alcohol in his glass in one gulp?

“I’m fine. But, Caron. What on earth are those people lying on the floor…?”

“Oh, these guys?”

Charon smiled as he tapped the man on the floor with his sword.

“They were guys I met while walking down the street. They must have thought I was easy, because they were blatantly trying to solicit customers. So I thought I was being fooled once and followed them, but well, they gave me drugs mixed in my drink.”

“About… …?”

“It’s quite common to take hostage nobles who just came to the capital from the provinces and extort money from them. It’s a job worth risking your life for. That’s why there’s a saying in the capital that you can cut off your nose with your eyes open.”

“You didn’t kill all those people… … .”

“I didn’t kill him, I just poured cheap whiskey in his mouth until he passed out. I was a regular at this place, so I thought I’d increase the sales.”

It wasn’t a special house that only children from prestigious families would frequent.

At best, it was a tavern where commoners would drink.

“Did Professor Yuris send you here?”

“Yes. Professor Yuris told me to tell you that you don’t have to put up with the inconvenience. If it’s bothersome, you don’t have to give the special lecture… … .”

“I learned a lot from Teacher Yuris when I was young, so as a disciple, I have to repay the favor. Now that I’ve come this far, I can’t just go back. Right?”

It was Caron who nodded, reeking of alcohol.

At that sight, Brandt spoke very cautiously.

“You drank so much that I think it would be a good idea to go back to your room and rest… … .”

“Oh, this?”

That was when.

Whoosh whoosh-!

A blue flame briefly rose from Caron’s fingertips, and soon the smell of alcohol coming from Caron completely disappeared.

“Is this the end?”

“Oh, what did you do?”

“You gathered all the intoxication in one place and burned it with magic, right? Anyone over 6 stars can do it. That’s right. Just wait a minute.”

Caron reached into the pocket on his waist.

Then after a while,

Kuuuung-!

A light flickered in his pocket, and soon a large man rolled to the floor.

“Chu, it’s cold. Sal, save me.”

A bald man with frost all over his body.

The man looked around, trembling.

“Oh, so people can live in subspace pockets. The experiment was a success. This could be very useful, wouldn’t it?”

Charon smiled with satisfaction. Then he struck the man’s head mercilessly with his sword.

“Cough.”

The bald giant’s body sagged.

Caron, who had sorted out the situation like that, smiled and stood up from his seat.

“Master. Here, pay.”

Then the owner, who had been keeping a distance, quickly ran forward.

“Yes, yes.”

“You’ve suffered because of me. The guy lying on the floor can be picked up by the security forces… … Here, this.”

Charon handed the master a bag full of gold coins. The master accepted the bag with trembling hands.

“… … This is too much.”

“Don’t be so picky, just accept it. I’ll come over for stew sometimes, so think of it as payment in advance. If you don’t accept it, she’ll come every day?”

The owner reluctantly accepted the bag under the chilling threat.

“Thank you. I really… … thank you.”

“I’ll come again next time. Mr. Brandt? Let’s go.”

“Yes, I understand.”

The two left the store, leaving the owner behind.

Brandt looked at Caron furtively and asked.

“It looks like you come to this tavern often.”

“Is this your first time here?”

“I’m sure you were a regular earlier… … .”

“Oh, that?”

Caron smiled slyly.

This is a place I came to occasionally in my past life when I wanted to drink.

It was a simple restaurant where the warm-hearted owner brought us stew without saying a word.

Now his grandson has taken over and is running the business.

“Should I call it the value of memories?”

“Memories… … are you talking about?”

“There is something like that. Well, shall we try to move quickly now?”

He stretched once and spoke to Brandt.

“To the Academy.”

2.

The Imperial Academy, an educational institution with a long history.

Arriving at the academy with Brandt, Caron leisurely looked around.

To the east of the academy stood the Imperial Tower, and to the west it bordered the walls of the Imperial Palace.

As befitting the empire’s top educational institution, the academy was filled with students walking around diligently in their uniforms.

“Our Imperial Academy has a mission to nurture talents who will be responsible for the next hundred years of the Empire… … .”

“Mr. Brandt.”

“Yes, Caron.”

“I don’t know how great this place is, so I won’t explain it.”

If you don’t know what kind of place this is, you’re not an Imperial.

Magic, swordsmanship, academics, etc.

A key facility that trains various talents needed by the empire.

Admission is possible from the age of eight, and even commoners can enroll if they have talent.

Of course, commoners or children from poor noble families could only enter by taking an exam, while children from wealthy families could enter through donations.

Except for a few prestigious families that valued their own education, such as the Duke of Reston, most children of noble families felt comfortable enrolling here.

in short,

“It’s a place where you learn only bad things from a young age. Isn’t that right, Mr. Brandt?”

It was an unlucky place.

A place that can be called a microcosm of imperial society, where people fight and divide into factions just like adults, and where they openly ignore the commoners.

Brandt responded to Caron’s blatant accusation with a bitter smile.

“The most fundamental principle of the Imperial Academy is equality. Within this academy, everyone is just a student.”

“is it so?”

Caron nodded with a smile, then pointed ahead with his finger and said,

“I don’t think the students think that way either?”

In front of him, a group of students in their school uniforms were gathered together and talking, and Caron could hear their voices in his ears.

“You’re receiving a scholarship thanks to the donations we made anyway, right? You should be grateful to us. How long are you going to keep walking around with your neck stiff?”

“A guy I wouldn’t have been able to make eye contact with if he were outside the school yard. Tsk.”

“It’s unpleasant to even breathe the same air as a punk like you. I don’t understand why they make me take the same classes as those commoners… … .”

Just hearing the story, the situation came to mind.

The aristocrats’ tiresome sense of privilege.

Isn’t it obvious how those who have been taught since childhood that they are special will act when they enter the Academy?

Caron chuckled as he looked at the warm scene.

“What a bright and hopeful atmosphere.”

“… … Excuse me for a moment.”

“What are you going to do?”

“At the Academy, our teaching assistants are also given the status of teachers. As teachers, it is natural for us to point out students’ mistakes. Please wait here for a moment.”

“Yes, okay. Please do.”

Brandt, who had asked for Charon’s understanding, ran towards the students in a hurry.

“As a student of the Academy, I hope you will maintain your dignity. There are many eyes watching, you all.”

Brandt lectures his students in a soft tone.

But all that came back to Brandt was laughter.

“Are you taking this guy’s side just because he’s from the same commoner background?”

“It’s nice to see people helping each other.”

“My older brother said that when Mr. Brandt was a student… … .”

The noble students joke with each other, even laughing at Brandt’s words.

Although Brandt tried hard to remind them of the rules and correct their mistakes, they only teased him as if it was fun.

It’s a sight where you can’t even find a speck of authority.

Those rascals even kicked the fallen civilian student with their feet as if to show off.

Brandt, too, was of common birth, and his words had no influence.

At that sight, Caron clicked his tongue and shook his head.

“The future of the empire is bright today as well.”

Is it because you’ve been so busy?

I think I lost my beginner’s mind for a moment.

“It was good that you came.”

I never knew there was a place where these dream trees grew so luxuriantly.

If I had known this would happen, I would have stopped by the academy regularly.

“Mr. Brandt, what are you doing?”

Caron approached Brandt with a big smile.

Then Brandt raised his hand urgently and stopped Charon.

“Lord Charon, this is my job. You don’t have to… … .”

“You’re wrong. This isn’t Mr. Brandt’s business, it’s my business. Do you know why?”

“……yes?”

“I have a disease. It’s kind of an incurable disease, you could say, where I can’t just pass by a promising prospect who is a loser.”

Caron, who had approached the noble students without realizing it, looked down at them with a satisfied expression.

They looked to be around thirteen years old at most.

The guys looked at Caron and grimaced.

“What are you again?”

It was a rebellious tone typical of adolescence.

But Caron just smiled kindly and nodded.

“Don’t worry, kids. You’re just sick. My brother knows it, and it gets better. My cousin was just like you.”

The one who seemed the most rebellious to hear those words snickered in response.

“What are you talking about? Do you know who my father is?”

“Congratulations, you’re first.”

“What is this old man talking about… … .”

Taaaaaaaah!

“Krrrrrrr.”

The nameless boy received a slap from Caron and then fell to the floor foaming at the mouth.

It happened in an instant.

But is the boy a child of a wealthy family? The knights who recognized the situation from afar began to run toward him, shouting.

“The young master has been attacked!”

“Everyone, subdue that bad guy!”

“Hurry!”

The atmosphere suddenly started to become noisy.

Charon waved his hand lightly at Brandt, who was looking at him with a blank expression.

“I have raised your authority. Are you satisfied? I won’t take any money. Think of it as volunteer work.”

As soon as Brandt heard those words, he realized why Professor Yuris was so afraid of Charon.

The identity of the boy who had just been slapped by Charon was the third son of Marquis Leroy, the Imperial Finance Minister.

The incident could not end here, since the third son of one of the most powerful men in the empire had fainted.

‘Professor, it’s already too late.’

This guy is a bomb.

A huge bomb, packaged in the name of a hero.

“Okay, you guys each need to get hit?”

Charon smiled brightly at the frozen noble students.

The mad dog had no tolerance for children.

Caron, who had regained his original intention, was merciless.

There’s a mad dog living in the duke’s house