Regressor, Possessor, Reincarnator

Episode 43

“Confucius, thank you very much for the invitation.”

Karik’s face, which he saw again after a month, was more plump than before.

He had changed so much that he could know the answer without even asking how he was doing because of the subtle red color on his face.

“Say nothing. Sit down first.”

Allen shook his head, slowly savoring the food.

It was dinner time, so I invited him, but there was no particular intention.

“By the way, how are things today? How are you doing?”

“Yes, thanks to Confucius, things have been easy. thank you.”

With his brighter face, he bowed his head toward Allen.

‘You seem to have more time than before, which was obviously in a hurry.’

Allen humbly denied it, as if it was nothing.

“But what have I done? It’s all thanks to Sang-Joo’s own skill. Isn’t it?”

“Confucius is painting my face with gold. ha ha ha.”

Karik did not forget that his gain came from Allen’s favor.

That the favor could be withdrawn at any time.

“However, if you forget the kindness and turn your back on it, you are not as good as an animal.”

Isn’t it a chance that I could have a meal like this now because Allen had asked for it?

“I would like to express my sincerity as a thank you, so I would appreciate it if you could check it later.”

Therefore, he hoped to continue a good relationship with Allen in the future.

‘Confucius is the one who will inherit this territory in the future.’

There is no way he lacks.

However, there are occasions when you need money secretly. Otherwise, there are times when you want to find a secret item.

Karik didn’t even want the position of an aide.

‘It’s enough just to recognize that it’s worthwhile, worthy of calling if you need anything.’

Even if it was treated as a money bag that is used once, it would be beneficial if you could give a line to the person who will become the owner of the counties in the future.

Even if it is declining now, a count is a count. do you know If Confucius Allen becomes the next great leader of the state, will he be revived again?

“Let’s check it out for ourselves later. … But Sangju Sangju seems to be good at dining etiquette here.”

Dining etiquette varies from region to region.

Since his pronunciation was a little different from the natives here, Allen was trying to convince him that he was a little out of style.

Contrary to his skillful dining etiquette, Karik’s accent was a little different from that of the Libre Kingdom.

The slight breeze when pronouncing it is because it was a characteristic characteristic of the neighboring kingdom of the Cossack Kingdom.

“Yes, I plan to stay here in the future. Shouldn’t it be thoroughly prepared in advance?”

“Things like that have an accent from the Cossack Kingdom, right?”

“that is… , haha.”

He replied with an awkward smile.

“When I was young, I followed my father who used to go uphill. As a result, the accent was inevitably awkward. Of course, we are trying to fix it.”

“It is difficult because it has already become a habit. ha ha ha.”

So Allen and Karik continued chatting and eating.

“Where did the uprising go after the harvest festival? You can go through the gate, so anywhere would be fine.”

“This time, I proceeded upward, centering on the western city of the counties.”

“If it’s the West… To Gavia?”

“Bergen is more south than Gavia.”

The meal, which started with a light atmosphere and greeting each other, lasted over 30 minutes, and ended when the last prepared dessert was finished.

When the conversation naturally stopped like that, Allen blew his luck.

“By the way, Karik Sangju.”

Karik realized that something was coming, and straightened his posture.

“Remember what I said last time?”

Allen’s tone remained unchanged.

As if asking about everyday things, the tone is so calm.

However, Karik felt that the atmosphere had changed somehow.

The ability to change the mood with a single word without changing tone, expression, or tone.

The ability that my father told me several times that I must have it in order to be successful.

‘… I still can’t get a feel for it.’

Karik swallowed his saliva and caught his breath. Whatever the reason he headed for the western city from the start.

It was because he had heard that Confucius was looking for the top of the mountain. If it wasn’t for that, he would have continued his trade towards his hometown of the Cossack Kingdom.

“Yes, of course I remember.”

“Can I expect good news?”

“Yes. Of course not.”

“Good.”

As Allen smiled and nodded, the atmosphere that made Karik nervous disappeared in an instant.

“Now that I know how to tell you to come and ask for an extension, I must have been a little disappointed.”

“Maybe, is that possible? Confucius.”

Allen laughed and jokingly said. However, Karik felt that it was a test or a warning, so he couldn’t help but feel a chill in the chatter.

“Rather, he asked if he could release a bridge with Confucius in a hurry.”

“The top of the dyke?”

“Yes, it is a fact that is already widely known there… . It is said that the eldest son of Sangju-ju is cursed.”

“curse?”

Allen asked carefully, recalling the tears of Banshee that had been buried in the corner of his room.

“Yes. That’s why we keep buying things related to curses, and things are pretty bad.”

“… Please explain in detail.”

“So the rumor has it that the son of Sangju-ju-”

He swallowed his saliva as if afraid of anyone listening.

“It is said that she was attacked by a witch.”

dyke top.

This upper rank was a fairly well-known middle-class upper rank within the counties.

The top that supplies the entire kingdom with hides and herbs purchased from the Michelland Mountains that surround the western and northern counties.

As Allen remembers, in the future, he succeeded in opening a deal directly with the elves, and became a large company that extended to other countries as well.

But beyond that, I didn’t know anything about the top.

Because in my previous life, I didn’t have time to worry about such things.

At best, it was all we met to borrow money or to get magic books.

But even if he didn’t want to hear it, he had to know that his son was cursed.

‘… Dyke’s upper share sonned.’

Before returning home, a portrait of a man who appeared to be a young man hung in the drawing room of Soned’s mansion, which Allen had visited for purchase.

The fact that it was a portrait of a son who had died from a curse was famous, so it was only natural for Allen to know after a few visits.

So, Allen prepared to meet him right after his return.

We prepared for a deliberate meeting using Karik Sangju, and waited for the right time.

The reason for taking the leap was to pay off the debt I owed him in my previous life, and to carry out some plans through him.

‘Until Julius said he was going to Gavia, I didn’t think about it until now… .’

Even after he subjugated the Warlock, the curse recurred, making planning easier.

“Prince Allen. Do you not like the car?”

Sonned opened his mouth in a cautious tone, without trying to show his nervous expression when Allen took the car in his mouth and did nothing.

Allen quickly drank the tea he was drinking, and replied as if nothing had happened.

“No, the tea smelled quite deeply, so I savored it for a while.”

“Is that so?”

Soned nodded as if he was happy with his answer.

Allen was able to meet Soned, the top owner at the top of Daikan, following Karik’s guidance.

He welcomed him with intense emotion, as if he had never expected to meet Allen so quickly.

“So what is the purpose of wanting to see me?”

“I know that Confucius is the heir to the Count.”

“Again, the legitimate heir of El Round, the protector of the Michelland Mountains, the spokesman of all intellectuals, and the tunnel… .”

“Just tell me the conclusion.”

Allen knew what he wanted.

‘Things to dispel the curse.’

Otherwise, there was no way for a merchant concerned with a single loss to bow his head.

“I need something to dispel the curse.”

Soned said what he wanted directly without taking any more turns to Allen’s words.

“Is that because of the son who was cursed by a witch?”

“… That’s right.”

Soned’s face darkened at his question, and then he clenched his teeth and continued.

“I heard that the Count has an object that can dispel most curses.”

“Yes, there are ancient artifacts passed down from generation to generation.”

“Well, then… !”

Soned immediately bowed his head. An attitude that doesn’t care as if pride doesn’t matter.

“Please, I want to buy that thing. If it is an item that cannot be sold, we will remove the curse and return it immediately. I will pay the price for it.”

He did not hesitate with a desperate face.

“It only takes one time. Please, please help me… .”

“Hmm… .”

Is that image really paternal love for his son, or is it acting to win sympathy?

‘If you think about your past life, it would be closer to the former, but… .’

Allen nodded briefly as if he didn’t care.

“Yeah, there’s nothing you can’t do without a deal if you pay a fair price.”

“then… !”

“However,”

“Unfortunately, the Lord’s belongings are not within my control.”

As Allen shook his head quietly, Sonned’s face turned black.

“Well, then, if you ask the Count… .”

“If you do that, it will be possible. But can you hold out until your son borrows the artifact?”

Soned seemed nervous and didn’t even think about it.

‘Maybe, even that could be part of the acting.’

Allen made a deeply thoughtful expression, then opened his mouth as if he had made up his mind.

“Soned top note, it’s not without a way.”

“Hey, how is that?”

As he opened his mouth, Sonned looked up at him with hopeful eyes, as if catching straw.

At Allen’s signal, Inelia offered him a luxurious box from her arms as promised.

“The box… ?”

When Allen silently opened the box, an elixir that gave off a hazy purple color was filled in a transparent bottle and exuded a presence.

“no way… !”

Hoping that he was right, he carefully spoke the name of the elixir.

“Bensy’s tears… Is this correct?”

“That all curses can be lifted… ?”

“That’s right too.”

As Allen nodded, Sonned opened his mouth with an urgent expression.

“Confucius, please sell me that elixir. I will definitely pay the price. So please… .”

Allen shook his head quietly.

How could the merchant Soned not know the meaning of Allen’s actions? Without delay, he gave the answer Allen was likely to want.

“We will pay you twice as much in kind, no matter how valuable it is. If even that doesn’t work, half a bottle, no, a sip is enough, so please… .”

Banshee’s Tears are an elixir that can dispel most curses.

It will not be difficult to cast a curse on even a single sip.

Curses are dangerous because there are few things that can be cursed and because they quickly kill people.

Otherwise, it would have cost a huge amount of money to get something that would put the curse on you.

Allen did not answer Soned’s answer as if it was not. Soned clenched his teeth and increased the reward.

“I was moved by the actions of Confucius who took the loss because of me. It must have been a difficult decision to make, so to help, a small amount of compensation is paid every month… .”

When Allen did not open his mouth again this time, Sonned cursed and cursed inwardly.

‘Who the hell is a merchant? !’

But what to do, that the opponent is G and you are Eul. He had no choice but to make a decision.

“I would like to thank this humble merchant for his deep desire to help my son. The top share… .”

When Allen shook his head once more, he felt like he was going crazy.

Rewards for things, valuable treasures, goods to be donated every month, and even a stake at the top.

You’ve gotten this far, what more could you ask for!

Soned’s body trembled at Allen’s tyranny rather than tyranny.

Had it not been for his son’s life at stake, he would have jumped out of his seat immediately in a sense of shame.

According to the rumors, he said that he had stopped the attack of thieves alone for Young Ji-min because he wanted to ruin the harvest festival, but the rumors were not reliable.

How could such a person be so greedy?

Allen smiled faintly, as if he knew what Soned was thinking, then opened his mouth a beat late in response to his answer.

“To Confucius the top that has been passed down for generations… .”

“I’ll just give it to you.”

“… Loyalty, yes?”

When he was stunned, Allen replied again, smiling as if he had seen a funny thing.

“How can you put a price on saving someone’s life?”

“Then the stake or the gift… .”

“No need.”

Allen’s clear answer stopped him for a moment.

‘You can’t act inappropriately with dignity.’

Even if he was greedy here, his reputation would only go down, and there was nothing good about it. The reason for the ambiguous attitude so far was simple.

‘To draw the upper part below himself in the future.’

If he had offered to come under him from the beginning, would he have accepted it?

I was lucky if I didn’t swear by telling him not to joke around. Or maybe it was forcibly accepted and betrayed.

However, by showing a favorable attitude and distribution, Allen conquered him, and he will think again about Allen.

‘Soned had such a personality.’

Otherwise, how many times would Allen, who was stripped of his position as heir, lent him how likely he was to pay it back?

An amount that is not easily seen.

‘Even if I was confident that I could get it from my family.’

He had a naive side that was not like a merchant, and he knew how to keep his loyalty.

So Allen waited for him to call for higher terms, and when the time came when he couldn’t stand it, he showed good intentions.

‘To bring him down.’

Rather than having gold coins with a moment’s greed, it was more profitable to have people with a moment’s patience.

“How can you be greedy for a father who is trying to save his son’s curse?”

“… Confucius.”

Sonned was ashamed of himself for having misunderstood Allen for a moment.

Enelia and Linbell, who were quietly sitting behind Allen, nodded proudly, and Bestla, who was sitting on Allen’s waist, hummed in agreement.

“Thank you very much. and… , I’ll hit the price right. That’s what I want to give.”

“… No, though.”

“Then please select the item you want from the report above. Whatever it is, it doesn’t matter.”

When Allen delayed answering, Sonned asked once more.

“… It’s because my heart doesn’t accept it.”

“Then, I will be grateful.”

He bowed his head with a face overflowing with emotion.

‘… There may be personal help, but’

With a sense of touch that had been developed over several decades of ascending, he felt that there was something he wanted from him.

‘Even so… .’

In the future, I thought that it would be okay to have a good relationship with Confucius, or to have a closer relationship with Confucius.

Sonned stopped thinking and opened his mouth to see if Allen needed anything more.

“Confucius, is there anything else you need?”

“No, no… , Oh yeah. There is one.”

“What is it?”

Soned opened his mouth with an attitude that he would allow anything, and Allen opened his mouth.

“Can you confirm for yourself the curse that your son was caught? I also have a knack for magic, so I want to check it out.”

Soned considered the true meaning of those words.

‘What exactly does Confucius want?’

His seemingly considerate attitude was too much to be regarded as a one-sided favor. Even if he was the top of the aristocratic family, he wouldn’t be treated like this… .

But regardless of Soned’s complicated mind, Allen looked at him with a good face.

“Who knows if I could be of any help?”

With the smile you practiced every time.