No Dark Secrets In This Book

Episode 114

“Gasp! Cassice Demillang is really here!”

“In front of my eyes!”

“…Excuse me, may I ask for directions?” 

“Yes! Please step on us as you pass by!”

“…I’m wearing heels.”

“Th-then in which direction should we be stepped on while guiding you?”

“…”

The students had regained their excessive faith.  

Calling it faith may sound strange. The students are aware of that much. But with what other word can we discuss the impact of Cassice Demillang?

King? Emperor? Those are all obsolete words. Ruler? No way, he only reigns, he doesn’t rule.

If he rules someone, it’s because they are useful. Otherwise, they are just a worthless person who can’t even feel the joy of being ruled by him.

However, to some, he may be nothing more than a scarecrow god after all. At least to some pleasure seekers, Cassice Demillang may be a fox who ran away to a cage full of rabbits to escape the tiger.

‘Nonsense.’

It’s amazing that such people exist even when the students know the truth.

‘How reckless and trivial such an evaluation is for someone like Cassice Demillang…’

There were still people in the world who truly didn’t know.

“Shall I guide you to the chapel? Understood!”

Meanwhile, Cassice Demillang is one of the few students who knows that death is not a big deal.

And here, in the chapel inside the academy…

Two people who know that death is not a big deal and intermittently realized it were kneeling and paying homage as soon as Cassice Demillang entered.

Capone Jones, Diedrich Vinckel, and Logan Esteban were expressing their loyalty to Cassice Demillang as seriously as the adoration offered to a god.

Because… due to what they did while he was away…

‘Not submitting would be a sure failure.’

‘We need to yield first.’

‘Whether it’s self-esteem or whatever, to survive…’

They had reached this conclusion. Even without consulting each other, all at once.

“…”

“…”

While they were awkwardly holding their breath for a while, feeling absurd and embarrassed, Cassice Demillang suddenly started laughing. A chilling yet somehow sweet voice gently approached their ears, leaving a sticky, giggling echo…

When they unconsciously looked up and only noticed that the man’s tongue was as red as a snake.

Finally, Cassice Demillang started whispering.

“My my… How much did you rack your brains to pretend to be loyal even with this…”

It sounded like a question, but silence followed.

‘As expected, the young master knows…’

‘…I thought I might not get caught.’

‘Our sins…!’

Come to think of it, Cassice Demillang didn’t even think they would stay still. If they raise their hand first and confess their sins, they might gain his favor, but they weren’t actually given permission to speak by Cassice Demillang. So they must remain silent.

That was the strategy the villains put forward this time.

Kneeling and bowing their heads, bringing out the old-fashioned etiquette where they can’t say anything or even sit on a chair or stand up without the superior’s permission, using all the cuteness they’ve never tried before…

Cassice Demillang couldn’t help but laugh.

“You guys are certainly cute, ahaha. But your knees will go numb if you keep doing that…?”

Hearing his laughter, Diedrich Vinckel silently thought.

Perhaps it was a voice so beautiful that it seemed sacred.

If one were to witness that shining white hair in a chapel in the middle of the night, one would have no choice but to call him an angel.

However, to end on an auspicious note, the sensual subtlety embedded in that voice was enough to make one’s head spin.

‘…Is he tempting us or just trying to turn our stomachs inside out.’

It was hard to tell.

‘Is that why that guy from Hanla is also helplessly drawn to him…?’

Ah… Diedrich Vinckel thought in his mind. He must never love such a noble person, even if he dies.

‘Because it would surely end in unrequited love.’

Diedrich Vinckel thought so and forcibly held back his expression that was about to crumble.

Then Cassice Demillang, who walked over lightly, smiled brightly and poked Diedrich Vinckel’s forehead with his finger.

“Control your expression.”

“…”

“You should at least do that much for me to overlook it as cuteness, don’t you think?”

Cassice Demillang, who didn’t even check what expression Diedrich Vinckel made after that, eventually stood in front of Capone. And he was quite satisfied with the fact that she had even lowered her eyes, so he grabbed her chin and lifted it up. Capone Jones was surprised but didn’t stop lowering her gaze. But the more she avoided his gaze, the more terrifying Cassice Demillang felt.

It felt like an invisible overwhelming force was crushing her.

“…Gasp!”

Fortunately, her chin was released before hyperventilation came, and Capone Jones bowed her head and panted alone, feeling her mind becoming tangled as she couldn’t understand what she had seen with her newly acquired emotional skill. Did something fundamentally go wrong? Or was there a ?

But as if only Capone Jones had noticed that fact, Diedrich and Logan were only moderately afraid, not trembling like Capone Jones. If a stranger saw it, they might think only Capone Jones was weak, but Logan and Diedrich also knew.

If there was something inside Cassice Demillang, the fact that they hadn’t properly witnessed it…

‘Of course. I don’t know what Capone did behind our backs, but she inherited the secret arts of the Jones family, the vampire magic!’

Now she couldn’t see wrong. When even she couldn’t make eye contact and bowed her head.

“You have pretty eyes…”

Goosebumps rose.

‘What the… Could that guy have gotten even stronger? To the point of seeing through even vampire magic?’

‘Wow, did he gain experience from doing so many raids…? That’s literally cheating.’

Logan and Diedrich, who hadn’t properly sensed the magic even after being informed by Capone that she had received vampire magic, felt somewhat powerless.

Of course, they had also worked hard to grow. When the principal made the excuse for evil deeds disappear and time became empty, they unexpectedly studied hard like Cassice out of boredom, and they could see themselves changing day by day.

But in the meantime, Cassice Demillang had gone to a position they couldn’t even see.

As if betraying the young master, as if grabbing both sides.

‘Should I not have passed the information to the family head…?’

Someone, the traitor hiding among them, swallowed dryly and thought so.

‘But the success probability of that raid was too low. This was the rational choice at the time…!’

But that stock exploded. It’s on the verge of being delisted. Now only the monster in front of them was welcoming them.

“Hahahahaha…”

A madly captivating man was smiling brightly under the stained glass light.

“You may stand up without permission…? Aren’t we equal students…?”

Like a god, or like a demon beckoning them to come…

He was suppressing them so they couldn’t even move a finger.

But his true feelings were a little different.

***

‘Huh, these bastards robbed the whole chapel.’

…To be clear, the fact that they are in the chapel means they have seized the religious facility.

There are other religious facilities in the academy. Facilities for those who believe in gods other than the creator World Tree. Taking advantage of the end of the mass, the cunning villains who bribed the janitor with threats and a bit of checks to occupy the empty chapel were kneeling in front of a human instead of God…

Me? Well, I’m laughing while receiving the backlight effect from the stained glass with my whole body.

I received a little halo effect to look crazy. When Hae Yuna’s eyes sparkled, I just added one more line and intentionally added a creepy atmosphere.

‘Hehe. I’m a complete strategist, right? Awesome, right?’

Moreover, the words that they can stand up without permission are an illusion. Because it’s not permission.

The three people who understood that did not stand up, move, or speak first. They didn’t shout to be quickly allowed to stand. In this world of hypocritical and damn class system, worshipping the young master of Demillang is the proper thing to do, as the three families are no different from vassals in front of Demillang.

“You may rise now. What if you break your neck like that?”

Feeling sorry for them, I gave them the blessing of rising, and they hesitated as if it wasn’t the case and quickly stood up. Yes yes, you young masters and ladies have never knelt anywhere. But since the question mark in my heart remained, as soon as they showed a relieved expression, I asked.

“So who is it? That ‘one person’ who betrayed me?”

I can see it. The villains simultaneously rolled their eyes. Actually, I know that the one who betrayed me is not just one person. To be exact, I think ‘it can’t be just one person, right?’

‘Because I don’t have an information network!’

But if I say it like this…

“It’s Capone!”

“It’s Logan!”

“It’s Diedrich!”

…I thought the two would agree on one person when answering.

These bastards each named a different person.

And then they made expressions of feeling betrayed.