NOVEL NEXT Episode 115
Episode 115
Unfortunately, the villains’ internal revelations were not unified at all, like mismatched pairs of love.
They now started rampaging, claiming that they were innocent and that bastard was the culprit.
“You! You Capone! I know everything about how you secretly opened the library at 2 am and didn’t come out for 13 minutes!”
“Logan you bastard, are you a stalker?! So what if I went to the library! I went to get the textbook I left behind. Check the CCTV! The textbook will be there, right?! There’s someone else suspicious! This guy here! Exactly at 2:59 pm two weeks ago, he went to the bathroom in the west hall near the corridor and then suspiciously walked around for exactly 17 minutes with something strange in his thigh! Diedrich!”
“Let that slide! That’s… Let that slide!”
“…Right! Let that slide!”
“What’s wrong with you, Logan? Are you crazy? Why are you defending Diedrich… No way! Did you gang up on me?!”
“How could that be?! That bastard Vinckel is targeting me?!”
“Why me! I said let it slide! Let it slide! Let it slide!”
“I’m telling you there’s more evidence!”
“This crazy bastard…!”
That’s exactly how I feel.
‘Are you crazy.’
How suspiciously did they act towards each other like this? No, more than that, how little trust do they have in each other to think even a thigh secretly swollen is suspicious espionage? How much did they roll their eyes to find fault with each other! Aren’t you guys friends?! Huh?!
‘Fuck. If I leave this alone, it will turn into a fiasco.’
Now that it’s come to this, I have to wrap it up.
“They said the school trip starts in three days, right? It would be easy to transfer special information when going outside.”
“I absolutely have no intention of doing that…!”
“Specify the name of the culprit before the school trip ends. And tell only me, got it?”
I smiled.
“Only one person, you have to tell…?”
Thinking that I hope this mess gets resolved somehow while I’m gone…
***
‘…As expected of Cassice Demillang…’
The only son of Vinckel, Diedrich, was different from other friends (although they call each other that, they are all ready to backstab each other, and if they win the succession fight someday, they might become collaborators). He was living as a stable successor because he was the only son.
So it was also easy for him to receive confidential information that others didn’t know.
‘What Cassice Demillang did.’
…The trail of blood that proves the annihilated prestigious families and martial arts schools, the cloak of fear he wore… None of Diedrich Vinckel’s friends knew it as well as he did.
The reason the secret hadn’t been shared yet was probably because they were in a position to endure the schemes and bloody struggles within their families.
If they weren’t careful, it would be difficult to even survive.
‘That’s why I don’t get attached to these guys.’
At least Logan Esteban would be somewhat livable thanks to the Esteban family’s bizarre family precept of “You can’t kill each other within the family. Just plot.”
‘…Our blue-haired lady’s situation is a bit different.’
Some time ago, he saw Capone Jones coughing up blood. Logan doesn’t know, but the Jones family was a group of parricide parties that don’t hesitate to use assassins or poisons for power. So Diedrich Vinckel thinks he would have definitely committed suicide if he had been born into that family. Conversely, to Capone, Diedrich is just a great young master who has lived a precious and comfortable life.
Anyway, they all have different ways of living, and the information given to Diedrich Vinckel is of a different level.
Only Diedrich Vinckel properly knows how terrifying of a schemer Cassice Demillang is. He has the talent to turn the world upside down if he wants to.
That’s why, conversely…
‘Why doesn’t he shut the mouths of the pleasure seekers?’
Diedrich Vinckel betrayed Cassice Demillang.
‘Seeing that he doesn’t respond at all to those who disparage him, it’s clear that the family head has caught his weakness!’
If that weakness is strong,
‘…He absolutely can’t turn the tables, hehe…’
Isn’t it obvious who will lose when the family head and the young master compete for power?
It’s a rational choice. Cassice Demillang doesn’t treat us as real friends or humans either. I’m just doing to him as much as he does to us, that’s all.
‘Is there a need to feel guilty?’
That was Diedrich Vinckel’s reason for betrayal.
But now that I think about it,
‘Were we the ones who were weeded out…?’
To be honest, Diedrich Vinckel thinks everyone here is a traitor.
‘It’s not that I think others will be the same because my thoughts are twisted.’
It’s just that there’s no particular reason not to do it.
Just like how Cassice Demillang plays with his lover instead of disciplining us, can’t we also slyly put one foot on the family head’s side?
‘But…’
Cassice Demillang said this. Choose one. Only one.
He’s saying he will warn us with the punishment of only one person.
I know your betrayal. However, I won’t kill you all. Choose one scapegoat.
If it’s one, you can live. If you betray only one.
It’s not difficult, right?
If it becomes like this, it’s more troublesome than expected.
The one betrayed among them will surely die cruelly or end up worse than death.
It was clearly a vicious scheme to plant guilt in their hearts that way.
‘Perhaps, the young master these days chooses the path that can have the greatest impact with the least energy?’
So he didn’t overwhelmingly crush the pleasure seekers?
‘If so…’
Dry saliva goes down. A hollow laugh blooms.
‘My bet might be fucked…’
***
While Diedrich Vinckel was making such a misunderstanding, Capone Jones was lost in another thought.
‘What on earth did I see…?’
The basis of the thought was the ‘little bit’ of ‘favor’ she received in exchange for selling out Cassice Demillang’s recent situation.
As everyone knows, Demillang is a family that can give Capone Jones the vampire magic that is inherited only by one chosen direct descendant for generations with a ‘little bit’ of ‘favor’.
However, it doesn’t look good for Demillang to step in and manipulate the succession rights that should be decided within the Jones family. No matter how much it’s Demillang, it’s perfect to be called internal interference. So Demillang, so nonchalantly, without even discussing with Capone Jones, by ‘eliminating’ the current successor…
Made Capone the next successor.
“Come, take it. Daughter of Jones.”
At that time, what was Capone Jones thinking as she watched her half-sister collapse, bleeding from all the holes in her face and body? The half-sister said she had written the secret method inside her eyeballs. So to inherit the magic, she had to gouge out her eyeballs…
Just as her hands were about to tremble, Demillang’s man smiled, and so Capone Jones didn’t hesitate.
She gouged out her right eye with a pop and held it out.
“…You have a rare strong heart.”
Capone knew. They had just provoked that they could interfere with the internal affairs of the Jones family at any time. Rather, that’s why Capone could be bold. It was a scream that she wanted to smile brightly at their faces, curious to see what kind of appearance the little girl would show.
After engraving the vampire magic in her eyeball and returning to her room, what expression did she make as she looked in the mirror at the blood splattered on her face… She probably smiled.
‘Because I was happy to have obtained the secret art of the family that I wanted so badly.’
The reason Capone shared the vampire magic with Logan and Diedrich was that she would be suspected of wearing an eye patch for three days anyway, so she officially told only them, declaring that the internal power struggle of the Jones family was leaning towards Capone’s side. So if the Jones family had to take one side, she would be the better choice. Diedrich, who saw Capone wipe the blood she coughed up with a handkerchief, shrugged his shoulders, but.
‘This is nothing.’
The Jones family was always like that.
It wasn’t the first time she saw someone die. She had seen such scenes many, many times. She had killed herself too. So many assassins came.
Sometimes she had to send assassins.
She always had to use silver tableware at mealtimes, fighting with those who bribed the servants to switch the material of the tableware, and if she unluckily swallowed poison, she had to spend nights groaning without anyone helping her… That was the household that gave birth to Capone.
Perhaps that’s why she laughed. After gouging out the eyeball of her half-sister who had tormented her and her mother to death, going through the painful process of transplanting the secret art into her own eyeball, and returning to her room after the long night, the only thing reflected in the mirror was a pale-faced little girl with blood smeared around her mouth, just that…
Thoughts that she tried to stop flowed out one after another. What she had desperately tried to obtain in her lifetime was something she could get just by selling out what kind of life someone had at the academy, she thought.
But she was still happy to have obtained the vampire magic…
‘I was just envious of the young master who could wield such power.’
It was just funny, all of it.
‘I’m so pathetic.’
She laughed, choking, out of breath.
…It was some time ago.