I Became a Sick Nobleman-Chapter 24: One by one (3)

Author: CleiZz

“Get me some data so I can solve that stupid face,” Ruel said.

At Ruel’s words, Ganien put the materials on the table as if throwing them.

“The testimony of those who have confessed that you set it up to frame the Hand of the Wind Guild. Evidence that money was handed over to them.” Ruel pointed to the data.

Matyros’ eyes widened as if they were about to pop out. It was reported that suspicious people stopped by at the Hand of the Wind guild.

Don’t tell me it was them.

“And you made money out of slavery, which is prohibited by the state. You have done all this so that this mansion and your guild can shine.”

“Well, what do you mean!”

“Be quiet.”

As Ganien increased his momentum, Matyros trembled and bowed his head.

“Why would I look at the time?”

Matyros started sweating even more.

It would have been more than 30 minutes since they came.

“Don’t, don’t tell me…!”

“Yeah, the soldiers will be coming this way soon, so keep quiet.”

“I, this! !”

I was so excited to see that his face was burning red. How frustrating it must be because he couldn’t move or argue recklessly.

“Don’t worry, your guild and mansion will be disposed of.”

The moment I heard Ganien’s voice saying ‘Here comes’, the purpose was over.

“The tea, well done.”

Ruel got up from his seat.

I’ve had Cassion run wild as much as possible, so Corrence, the Lord of Lumina, would not be able to easily cover it.

‘It would be nice to receive it as a gift.’

I raised the corners of my lips.

“I, Do you know what I did to go this far?”

“None of my business!”

“Your guy-…! You guys ruined it all! I don’t forgive you! I won’t forgive you! Youuu!”

Suddenly, Matyros remembered that they gave it to him so that it would be used someday. It wasn’t the time to be picky.

Matyros rushed to Ruel with something.

However, he was easily suppressed in front of Ganien. The moment he was about to take what was in his hand, something exploded.

Cough!

Ganien hesitated, covering his face with his hands.

“…poison?”

“Cough!”

When Ganien looked back, Ruel’s dark red blood popped out of his mouth.

The color of the skin began to turn purple.

Matyros laughed, raising his voice.

“Perfect! Die! Puck…”

Ganien punched him in the face with all his might. He seemed to have lost all reason.

But he suppressed his emotions and went to Ruel.

“Ruel! Ruel! Wake up!”

Ruel stumbled and fell.

After something was shot in the face, he threw up blood. Something was off. His body didn’t listen to him.

‘What’s this?’

I felt as if I had been burned all over my body.

“…ugh!”

It was more painful than when I was injured.

Whizz.

The sound I had heard before was ringing in my ears. My eyes were dimmed.

Ganien said something, but I couldn’t hear it.

Something swallowed itself.

* * *

Whizz!

It sounded like a motor turning.

Ruel tried to open his eyes, feeling the sensation of his body slowly returning.

“…that’s all right. Get some more sleep.”

He fell asleep again after learning that he was alive by the voice of Cassion, which sounded like a lullaby.

I didn’t know how many times I woke up and fell asleep again.

Every time I felt like I saw something.

A sorry Ganien, a tearful Aris, and an angry Cassion.

I don’t know how many people there were, but I also saw quite a few people coming and going.

But I couldn’t open my eyes. The power of recovery seemed to say that it was not ready yet.

I didn’t know how long it had been, but I finally opened my eyes.

“… Ah.”

I was blinded by the morning sun.

My mouth was dry, and my whole body was weak. I felt like something was empty.

“I’m hungry.”

A cracked voice came out.

“I’ll be ready.”

I heard Cassion’s voice next to me.

Unlike the voice, I heard when I couldn’t open my eyes, it was bright.

Ruel turned his head with difficulty.

“Cassion.”

“Yes.”

“… Sorry.”

“Ruel-nim has not broken his promise.”

“Yes.”

Ruel closed and opened his eyes.

Meanwhile, Cassion brought up the story that he had been poisoned and opened his eyes five days later.

I didn’t die this time because of the power of recovery, but next time…

‘I’m sure I need the strength of tolerance to survive.’

The power of tolerance.

Poison, magic, or anything was one of the powers left behind by a hero who became resistant to pain.

His uncle almost died because of the lack of Mana, and the poison almost killed him.

‘I have to get it, I must.’

“The poison.”

Cassion spoke heavily. Ruel nodded his head.

I’ve never seen poison sprayed like that before, not perfume.

“It was the first kind I saw. I thought I knew most poisons, but I didn’t expect this to happen.”

“Detoxification…”

“It took me a while to detoxify you because I didn’t know the type of poison was. It was really fortunate that you had that power.”

Cassion glossed over the detoxification process.

‘I think Cassion deciphered it, given what he’s saying.’

“Matyros was beheaded yesterday for harming Nobility. And I did some research personally.”

“Research?”

“Why did he try to enslave people and where did he intend to sell them?”

Cassion got up Ruel and turned the water over and continued.

“Not found.”

“… Not found?”

“But I found a piece of paper with a flame-shaped pattern on it at the trading site.”

Ruel, who rushed to drink water, asked in surprise, “The group that taught Carbena how to take Setiria?”

“That’s right.”

“It’s all linked together.”

“Anyway, it’s late to talk, but take another day off today and go find the Hand of the Wind Guild tomorrow.”

“Yes.”

To be honest, I didn’t have the strength to get up. Cassion laughed contentedly at Ruel’s words.

“Then I’ll prepare your meal and come back…”

“Ruel!”

Ganien kicked the door in. Cassion stared at him openly and greeted Ruel and went outside.

“How are you? Don’t you still need more sleep?”

Unlike his worried expression, Ganien stood far away.

Not knowing what he was doing, Ruel answered with a question.

“It’s all right.”

“… I’m sorry. I’m so ashamed.”

“Put up as a debt.”

“You almost died. You haven’t even gotten up in five days. It’s my fault, so you can hit me until you are satisfied.”

Only then did he notice the distance of Ganien.

He felt guilty and couldn’t approach him.

‘This is crazy.’

Instead of talking, Ruel clapped his hands. Only then did Ganien approach.

“I don’t have the strength to hit you, so you owe me one.”

“Barely?”

“You’ll regret it, will you?”

Ganien’s firm expression was hardly resolved, even though he was joking.

As a knight, the promises couldn’t keep weighing on his heart.

“I’m alive, that’s enough.”

“It wasn’t enough to say that. You kept throwing up blood, your whole veins showing, your skin…”

“Okay, if you’re going to have such a sweet talk, then go out.”

Ruel waved his hand. Only while being kicked out did Ganien smile awkwardly.

“When you come back, shake it all off. Cause I did, too.”

“…okay.”

“Please call Aris.”

“You’re starting to act like a Cassion.”

“You owe me, it’s big, so I have to use it a lot.”

“Okay.”

Ganien suddenly pulled out a sword when he thought he was going outside.

Skunk.

Ruel looked bewildered at the light sound.

‘What are you doing?’

“I, Ganien Croft, from the Blue Knights, must defend Ruel Setiria, I swear on my honor as a knight.”

Ruel was really startled by the loud cry right away.

A Knight’s oath. It was not compulsory like the contract of mana, but it was an oath that a knight had to keep.

“… Crazy? Cancel it quickly.”

Suddenly his head hurt.

He and Ganien were from different countries.

What would happen if war broke out?

“I’m going.”

The person who caused the headache smiled brightly and went outside.

‘Crazy guy.’

Ruel attempted to wrap his head around this.

After a while, I heard a knock on the door.

“Come in.”

Aris, who had been eating well for a few days, carefully came inside.

‘… You look tall?’

Ruel stopped looking at Aris and looked at his body.

It hadn’t changed much since he had first entered the body. Rather, it felt like I was drying up.

“Thank you.”

Aris lay face down before he spoke out. His voice was locked.

“And I’m sorry.”

“What?”

Aris looked up at the questioned words.

Ruel was skinnier than he was a few days ago. He was worried that he might dry up.

“Everything. Thank you and sorry.”

Aris’s eyes turned slightly red.

“I was supposed to help, so that’s fine.”

Aris was moved because I said it was my greed to help. I’m sure he was considerate of himself.

“Do you have anywhere to go?”

“No.”

“Did you say you were in debt?”

“Yes.”

Ruel liked the current situation.

Now that we’ve sown the seeds, we’ve sprouted them, we’ve got to harvest them.

“Be my escort.”

“Yes?”

“An escort.”

“I, you mean me? I don’t dare.”

“That’s why I suggested it.”

A shield pattern appeared on the back of Ruel’s hand.

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