Chapter 30 - When a Rumor Becomes a Dagger (5)
At my reflex-like threat, Aladrine flinched.
“Grandmother! Run away! These guys know you!”
When Nedrian shouted, Aladrine’s expression twisted fiercely.
As soon as I saw the Cure Master, I knew it would turn out this way.
That old lady was also a monster who, like Divet, knew how to use all kinds of deadly poisons.
Moreover, while Divet had become weaker due to the guilt of losing his daughter, son-in-law, and granddaughter and turning to drugs, Aladrine was different.
She was in her prime; no, perhaps she was in her prime in terms of physical abilities now.
When she was young, it was just a self-defense technique, but now she must have developed a lot of techniques for survival.
As Aladrine slightly moved her finger, I immediately shouted.
“I told you not to move!”
At the same time as my shout, Precia brought the dagger closer to Nedrian’s neck.
“Ah, I got it! I won’t move!”
Damn it, I was planning to finish persuading her when Aladrine was away and bring the Cure Master in, but things got complicated.
“Don’t move and listen carefully. We have nothing to do with the Poison Institute.”
At my words, Aladrine narrowed her brow and asked:
“You want me to believe that?”
Of course, there’s no way she would believe it. Even I wouldn’t believe it if I were her.
“Well, I know it’s hard to believe in this situation, but your granddaughter was the one who attacked us first. We had no choice but to subdue her.”
At my words, Aladrine looked at me as if telling me not to say nonsense and spoke:
“Then release my granddaughter.”
I was at a loss at her demand.
“If you hadn’t come at this time, I would have released her right away, but I can’t do it now.”
At my answer, Aladrine snorted.
“Hmph! Of course, you won’t.”
“It’s natural not to believe me. But the moment I release her, it’s obvious that you’ll try to kill us without even listening to the story, so how can I not take a hostage?”
“Hmph…!”
She still wasn’t listening to my words at all. I sighed and said:
“You may not believe me, but I came to find your granddaughter at the request of Poison Master Divet Fabibu.”
When Divet’s name came out of my mouth, her wariness intensified further.
“There’s no way Divet only sent you guys! With his personality, he would come looking for her himself!”
“Yes, that’s why he came with us.”
“What?”
I tapped Divet, who was lying unconscious on the chair while being wary of Aladrine’s dumbfounded expression.
“Old man! Old man! Wake up.”
I kept tapping him to wake him up, but he didn’t move at all.
“Hey! Hey! Hey, you damned old fart! Won’t you wake up right now?! Hurry up and wake up and try to persuade your fellow disciple!”
I grabbed Divet’s collar and shook him, then dragged him on the floor and made his face visible to Aladrine.
“Look! This old man is Poison Master Divet Fabibu!”
Seeing Divet’s face, Aladrine looked at me as if it was absurd.
“Are you calling this emaciated old man Divet?! Divet is a handsome man with strong features and a divine aura!”
Aladrine didn’t recognize Divet.
Well, even in the novel, when he was rehabilitated, she didn’t recognize him at first glance, so there was no way she could recognize Divet, who was still suffering from the aftereffects of drugs.
“This old man got into drugs, that’s why. Think about it, grandmother. If it was your fault that your daughter and son-in-law died and your only granddaughter went missing, would you be in your right mind? Of course, he became emaciated!”
“Divet getting into drugs! Don’t say nonsense! He’s not the kind of guy who would touch that stuff without principles! Don’t insult him!”
At Aladrine’s gibberish, I held my forehead.
“No, I know this eccentric old fart is your first love but isn’t this too much glorification?”
“F-First love! Wh-Who, who said such nonsense!”
At my words, Aladrine protested with a flushed face. I looked at her pathetically.
“You’re expressing it with your whole body right now.”
“No! What’s so good about that crazy bastard obsessed with money!”
At her shout, I unconsciously nodded.
“Well, that’s true. He was blinded by money and corrupted the organization he belonged to; he’s the best at handling deadly poisons despite being a doctor who saves lives; his personality is not just eccentric but trashy; there’s nothing likable about him.”
When I agreed, Aladrine was rather flustered and defended him.
“Ah, no. It’s not that bad. He started collecting money to treat his daughter’s illness, and poison can also become medicine, depending on the person. His personality is… His personality is… Although eccentric, he’s not trash…”
Even though he was her first love and fellow disciple who grew up together, she couldn’t bring herself to defend his personality.
“Old man! Old man! Wake up!”
When I slapped his cheek, Aladrine stopped me.
“You there! No matter how much you dislike him, do you really think someone subdued by mana will wake up like that?”
Aha, so he’s not waking up because Precia blew mana into him when she knocked him out.
No wonder he fell unconscious too quickly for just being choked.
“I’ll wake him up.”
“I told you not to move!”
When Aladrine tried to move, I shouted in alarm.
At my shout, Precia stood up the subdued Nedrian and threateningly placed the dagger against her neck.
“Follow the young master’s instructions!”
“Ah, I got it! I won’t move!”
Aladrine, who was half in tears, asked in disbelief.
“But didn’t you guys come to find the granddaughter? But you’re taking her hostage and threatening us, so I don’t understand.”
At her question, Precia answered firmly.
“Your granddaughter dared to try to kill the young master. This is a grave crime that deserves immediate execution and decapitation in the street. Be grateful that we’re not killing her right away.”
Well, attempted regicide is indeed that level of a grave crime.
“Of course, we have no intention of killing her. Why would we kill her when we have to hear something from old man Divet? This old fart’s pharmaceutical skills are top-notch, even though his personality is like that. Precia, how do we wake up this old man?”
“Hitting him with a fist infused with mana will wake him up.”
“So you’re just saying to hit him hard.”
“That’s right.”
At Precia’s affirmation, I took out a liquor bottle from the ingredient warehouse and tried to hit Divet’s head with it.
“Wait! Are you really going to wake him up with such a crude method?”
“Yes, even if this old man is addicted to drugs, he’s still a Poison Master, so he won’t die from this much.”
I wasn’t worried since his unconscious mind would naturally move mana to block it.
At my answer, Aladrine shouted urgently.
“I know that! Wait! I’ll tell you how to wake him up!”
I lowered the liquor bottle at her words and replied:
“Just explain it verbally. If you move, I won’t kill your granddaughter, but she won’t be spared from a rough treatment.”
When I spoke in a distrustful tone, Aladrine’s face turned red as if she were frustrated.
“Phew-! Alright. Judging by his condition, gather mana on your index finger and poke 1 centimeter to the right and 3 centimeters above the Adam’s apple, then push from behind as if pressing the abdomen, and he’ll wake up.”
“Hmm, like this?”
When I gathered mana on my finger, Aladrine clicked her tongue as if it were pathetic.
“You need to gather more.”
“Hap!”
When I gathered as much mana as possible, Aladrine nodded with an unsatisfied face.
“It’s so damn hard.”
“Whoever put him to sleep must be strong in mana, so at least that much is necessary.”
I sighed and released the mana from my finger. Then I took out a rope from the storage and started tying up Divet.
“Why are you tying him up?”
“Why? Isn’t it obvious that he’ll make a fuss if he wakes up unharmed and sees that situation?”
When I gestured with my head towards Precia and Nedrian, Aladrine nodded.
“If that person is really Divet, that’s certainly true.”
She showed an ambiguous attitude as if she still couldn’t believe this old fart was Divet, or perhaps she didn’t want to believe it.
After tightly tying Divet’s hands and feet, I tried to wake him up as Aladrine instructed.
“Wait.”
When Aladrine stopped me, I looked at her.
“Why are you doing this?”
“You’re trusting and executing the method I told you as is? Don’t you think that person will be in danger?”
At Aladrine’s question, I grinned.
“You wouldn’t have told me a method that would harm old man Divet, so I trust you. But if he dies, this old man should gladly die. Because you’re the one who saved the granddaughter he cherished like his own life.”
At my answer, Aladrine looked at me with surprised, widened eyes.
Looking at the Cure Master like that, I erased my smile.
“But if old man Divet dies, I will kill you. Because this old man is someone I need right now. Don’t mistakenly think we don’t have the power to kill you just because we took a hostage. We took a hostage solely to prevent innocent people around us from getting harmed.”
At my gaze, Aladrine flinched and trembled slightly.
I smiled brightly at her again and immediately woke up Divet.
“Ugh! Urgh! Urgh! What? Where am I?”
Divet couldn’t remember where he was.
Was it because he suddenly fell unconscious?
Well, research shows that people don’t remember about 4-5 minutes before falling asleep, so it was natural.
Divet, who had anterograde amnesia, asked me:
“You said you would take me to where my granddaughter is. Where is this place? And why am I tied up?”
“I’m the one who tied you up, and first look at that person.”
Divet looked in the direction I pointed. Seeing Aladrine, Divet couldn’t recognize her at first due to her age but soon realized who she was.
“Ri-Rine?! Ah, you said Aladrine was the one who saved my granddaughter. Then is this where Nedrian is?! My granddaughter! Where is my granddaughter?!”
I slightly stepped aside to show the scene I was blocking.
“Don’t tell me, the person your bodyguard is subduing right now is…?”
“Ta-da! It’s your granddaughter, old man.”
At my cheerful answer, Divet got angry as if having a fit.
“You bastard! Who are you threatening with a knife right now!! Ugh! Why won’t this untie!”
“That’s because I twisted your arms and fixed them, then tied them in multiple layers so you can’t easily untie them.”
At my matter-of-fact answer, Divet struggled.
“Untie it right now!”
“I tied you up so you can calm down first.”
“I told you to untie it!”
“Calm down.”
“Untie this right n-“
Bang!
I hit Divet’s head with the liquor bottle I had put down.
Then, everyone in this space looked at me with shocked eyes.
“Ugh…!”
“Are you a bit calmer now? If you’re not ready to listen to the explanation, go ahead and make a fuss again. I’ll give you another dose of tranquilizer.”
When I smiled kindly while holding up the liquor bottle, Divet looked up at me like I was crazy, with a drop of blood flowing from his forehead.
“…Don’t you know how to respect the elderly?”
“What’s that? Is it something you eat? I know how to attack the elderly though.”
It’s not for nothing that I’m called the Rule breaker, An Yuan.
“And don’t even think about putting on an act. I know it’s just a small tear in the skin.”
At my warning, Divet sighed.
“I’ve calmed down, so explain.”
He seemed to have really calmed down.
“Originally, I was planning to slowly get close to your granddaughter over time, then gradually reveal that your identity is Divet, so that they would approach from their side. The Cure Master had been looking for you for a long time too.”
“But?”
“But it turned out that the Cure Master had been away for a long period. If your granddaughter is alone, there’s no need to drag it out like that. Isn’t it faster and more convenient to subdue her and then persuade her by presenting undeniable evidence that you’re her grandfather? Considering your impatient personality, it’s better because I don’t have to listen to your whining.”
At my words, Divet looked at me with eyes full of dissatisfaction.
“…I hate to admit it, but I’ll admit it. So?”
“So the moment I subdued your granddaughter, the Cure Master returned from her long outing. What can I say?”
Even I thought I had really bad luck.
“For now, to have a conversation with the Cure Master, I had no choice but to take your granddaughter hostage. Otherwise, she would have sprayed poison and run away with your granddaughter.”
As I said that, I glanced at Aladrine.
She still seemed to be half-believing, half-doubting, seeing the drastically changed Divet.
Still, now it seemed possible to have a conversation even without a hostage.
“Precia, release the granddaughter now.”
“…Understood.”
As Precia released Nedrian as if she had no choice, Nedrian quickly ran behind Aladrine.
“I’ll let your granddaughter’s attempted regicide slide.”
“Royalty?”
Nedrian and Aladrine looked at me in surprise. I smiled playfully and pointed to myself.
“Yes, I’m royalty, you see. Old man, now that I’ve created a situation to this extent, you can resolve it through conversation, right?”
At my question, Divet made a slightly frightened expression.
“Are you leaving?”
Now that he was about to face his granddaughter again, he seemed to be worried.
Moreover, with Aladrine, whom he had expelled, also present, he seemed to be even more afraid of being resented.
“There may be things you can’t talk about if I’m here. And I’m busy.”
I winked at him to cheer him up and went outside with Precia.
It wasn’t the situation I intended, but it wasn’t bad.
Now, it was time for the regretful old man to muster up courage and overcome the past.
(To be continued in the next part)