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A Mercenary’s Rebirth Among Nobles Chapter 60

Chapter 60

“Ho,​⁠ ho, the capital‍⁠ is certainly impressive.”⁠

In‍ the northern streets⁠ of Tibron, Lucian‌‍‌ kept letting out⁠‍‌ exclamations of amazement.‌⁠

Anyone‍‌ who saw him‍ would think he⁠ was a country⁠⁠⁠ noble dazzled by‌‍‌ the splendor of‌⁠‍ the capital.

And‌⁠‍ since half of⁠‍‌ it was genuine,⁠ it was impossible‍​‌ to tell it‌​‍ apart from an​‍ act.

Raymond,⁠‍ who was by​⁠‍ his side, accompanied​⁠⁠ his words with⁠‌ continuous remarks.

“The‌ wall was already‍​​ impressive, but the​ inside is even‌‌ more incredible. Now​‌ I understand why‍​‍ they call it​ the jewel of‌⁠‌ the Empire.”

“Exactly.‍​‍ Just walking through⁠‍‍ all of it‍‌‍ must take several‍ days.”

“We’ve‍‌ arrived with plenty‌‍⁠ of time, so⁠​‌ take in everything​‌‍ you want.”

“I⁠ will. So, where​‍‌ should we head‍⁠ next?”

The‍‍ capital’s citizens cast‍‌⁠ mocking glances at​‍‍ the conversation between‌⁠‍ the lord and⁠​​ his companion. It‍‌ was the typical​ “another country noble‌ just arrived in‍‍ the city” attitude.​

Of​ course, despite the⁠‌‌ looks being thrown​⁠‍ at them, the‍ two pretended not​ to notice and​ kept looking around.⁠​

“Hmm…‌ there’s less and​‌‌ less to see.⁠‌‌ Did we end⁠⁠⁠ up in the‌ wrong area?”

“From‌⁠ the looks of​ it, it’s a poor district. Should⁠​ we head back?”​​

“No,‍⁠ let’s take another⁠​ look. Everything is‍‌ an experience.”

Lucian​ widened his eyes‍⁠ with feigned curiosity‍⁠ and headed toward​‍‍ the slums.

It​ was the perfect‍​ behavior for a sixteen-year-old young lord‌‍ who knew nothing‍‌‌ of the world.‍‌⁠

Raymond‌‍ followed him, barely⁠ holding back a laugh.

“Wow…‍ it’s getting dirtier‌‍‌ and dirtier. And​ I think there’s⁠⁠⁠ a weird smell.”⁠‍

“It’s⁠⁠⁠ a slum, can’t‍‌‌ be helped. But‌ I don’t think⁠ it’s a good‌‍ idea to go‍‍‌ further.”

“That’s‍ what I was⁠ thinking. Let’s head⁠​ back.”

Just‍ as Lucian had‌⁠ stepped in and‌​‍ was about to⁠ turn around—

“Hehehe,‌‍⁠ my lords. First‌⁠ time in the​‍ capital?”

A hunchback with a hunched back approached,‌ rubbing his hands​⁠⁠ in front of‍‌⁠ Lucian.

Lucian‌‌‌ instantly frowned and​​⁠ covered his nose.‍‌

“Impudent!​ Who do you‍ think I am⁠⁠​ to speak to‍ me like that?‌ Step aside!”

“Oh,‌​‌ I’m sorry! Please,⁠​ forgive me! Forgive​ me!”

The⁠ hunchback got scared⁠​ and immediately prostrated‍​‌ himself, trembling.

It‍ was such a servile attitude that​‍‍ any noble with‌​‍ a big ego​​ would naturally feel⁠ superior.

At‍ first glance, it‍​ seemed natural, but​‍ it was clearly​ a calculated act.‌‌

“I…‌ I just wanted⁠‌ to guide the⁠ young lord around​​ the capital. Even⁠‌ if it doesn’t‌ seem like it,​ there are a few interesting hidden‍​⁠ spots in this‍‌‍ area…”

“Hidden​ interesting spots?”

“Yes,​⁠ yes! In fact,‌‍​ I work around‌⁠⁠ here as a guide and make⁠​ some money from‌⁠ the lords.”

“Money?​‍ Don’t be ridiculous.‍ At first glance,​​‌ there’s nothing to‌‌ see.”

Though‍ Lucian mocked him,⁠‍‍ he didn’t send⁠​​ him away, so⁠ the hunchback raised‍‌‌ his head with​‍ a servile expression.​

“If‌ you look closely,‌​ there are surprisingly‌‍⁠ interesting things. For​‌ example, black markets​ or information dealers.”⁠

“Black‍ market and information⁠ dealers?”

“Yes.‌‌ The things that‌⁠‌ can’t be shown​ openly tend to‌ be hidden in​ places like this,‌‌‌ don’t you think?”‍⁠

“Oh…”​‍

At‌‍ the hunchback’s insistence,⁠⁠ Lucian stroked his‍​ chin with interest.‍​

Seeing⁠‍ him go silent,‍​ as if inviting​‍ him to go‌​‍ on, the hunchback⁠⁠ grinned, revealing his‌ yellowed teeth.

“What‍⁠ do you say,‍‍‍ want to try⁠​‍ just once? You‌ could get items‍⁠ that aren’t sold​ elsewhere, or hidden⁠​⁠ information. If you‌‌ want, I’ll guide​ you myself.”

“Ahem…‍‌ it’s not that​ I’m particularly interested,‍​ but helping the‌⁠‍ poor is also⁠ a noble’s duty.⁠⁠ Giving you a little job doesn’t​ sound so bad.”⁠

“Oh,⁠ thank you so‍‍‍ much! May the⁠‌‍ eight gods bless‍ such a generous​ lord!”

“Then​​‌ guide us. If⁠⁠​ it’s not as⁠ interesting as you‍ say, I’ll hold​​​ you responsible.”

“You​‍​ won’t be disappointed!​ Let’s start with​​‌ the black market!”‌

The​⁠ hunchback immediately stood​‍​ up and began‍‍ guiding Lucian toward‍⁠‌ a corner of‍​ the slum.

Lucian​⁠ and Raymond exchanged‍ a glance and⁠‍ followed him silently.‌

***⁠⁠‍

“I⁠⁠‌ knew this would​‍⁠ happen.”

Lucian‌⁠​ let out a soft chuckle as⁠⁠ he stepped out⁠ of a maze-like‌ alley.

At⁠‌ some point, he‍​⁠ and Raymond had⁠‌‌ ended up surrounded‍‍ by more than‌⁠ a dozen men.⁠

The‌ hunchback left them⁠‍‍ there and casually‌ walked among the​‍‍ group.

“I‌​‍ brought the prey.​ Strip him of​ everything, down to‍‍⁠ the last bone.”⁠​

“Boss,​​‌ doesn’t it sound‍​ a little rough‌ to strip them‍ and toss them‍ out on the​ street?”

“Even⁠​ for robbery, you’ve‌ got to coordinate!⁠‌ I just wanted‌ to scare the‌‍​ young lord a bit, what’s the⁠​ harm?”

“You‍‍⁠ always have such⁠​ twisted tastes. He‍‌‍ must’ve been scared‍‌ to death.”

“Haha!”‍​​

Laughter‍​‌ echoed through the‌ open lot.

For⁠‌⁠ a country noble‌ who had only⁠‍ lived in the​‌ countryside, the situation‌​‌ would have been‍‍ intimidating enough to⁠​ make him step‌⁠⁠ back without thinking.​‍

But‍​ Lucian shrugged calmly‍ and looked at‍ Raymond.

“What‍ do you think?‍⁠ Can you take⁠ them?”

“Mmm,​‍​ it’ll be a little tricky.”

“Really?”‍

“Fighting⁠⁠​ with my hands‍‍‍ behind my back⁠‍ in this kind​⁠ of terrain is⁠⁠ hard. I’ll have​​ to use at‌⁠⁠ least one arm.”​‌

“With⁠‍ this lot, you‌ should be saying‌​ one leg is‍‍ enough.”

“If‍ it were one-on-one⁠ in a narrow⁠​⁠ alley, no problem.‌ But if they‍⁠ come from all‍​‌ directions, I’ll need‌​ to use my​⁠⁠ arms.”

“Hahaha!”⁠​

This‍ time, the laughter‌ came from Lucian.⁠⁠‍ Seeing neither of‍​‌ the two showing​​‌ fear, the faces‌⁠ of the thugs,⁠ including the hunchback,⁠‌⁠ twisted.

“Hey,‌ gentlemen. I don’t‍‌‌ think you understand⁠⁠​ the situation…”

Fwoosh!‌‌​

Before​ he could finish​ the threat, a burst of air‌ was heard, and‌‍‌ one side of‌​​ the stone wall⁠‍ was blown apart.‍

Raymond⁠​ had already drawn⁠ his sword and‍ smashed the wall.​​ The hunchback, who⁠ hadn’t even seen‍‌ when he drew‍⁠ it, froze in‌​ place.

“Maybe‌ because it’s a poor neighborhood, the‍⁠‍ structures around here⁠ are weak. I thought the terrain‌ would be annoying,​⁠‍ but it’ll be​‍ easier to just‌​​ cut through everything.”​‍

“If⁠ possible, don’t kill‌‌​ them. Leave them​​‍ crippled. If there‍⁠​ are corpses, we’ll‍⁠⁠ have to explain‍‍​ it to the‌ guards later.”

“Aren’t‌⁠ you going to​‍⁠ ask them to​⁠‌ surrender first?”

“I​ doubt it’ll help‌ much, but shall‍‌‌ we try?”

Lucian⁠‌‌ thought for a moment and looked‍‍ at the frozen‌⁠‍ hunchback.

“I’ll⁠​ give you two⁠⁠​ options. First—you kneel​⁠ down quietly and⁠ answer my questions.​⁠⁠ Second—you resist, a few die, you‌ get a brutal​ beating, and then‍⁠‍ you answer my​​⁠ questions.”

“Who‌‍⁠ the hell are​⁠ you?”

The​​‍ hunchback pulled a twisted dagger from‍⁠ his clothes, watching⁠‌ cautiously.

Even​ after seeing the‌‍⁠ power gap, he‌‌ looked ready to‍‍ pounce at any​⁠​ moment.

Lucian‌​‌ reached into his⁠⁠⁠ clothes and threw‍ down the badge‌ he had received⁠‍ earlier.

Clang!‌⁠​

“…The‌ Black Scale Knight​‍ Order’s insignia?”

“They⁠⁠‌ gave it to​‌‍ me. Told me​‍‍ if I got⁠ in trouble, just​ show it and⁠ I’d be let⁠‍ through.”

Hearing‌‍⁠ that, the hunchback​‌ and the other‌‍ thugs began to‌‌⁠ tremble.

Even‍‌ if they didn’t‍ know the details,‍‌ they did know⁠ that the Black⁠⁠‌ Scale Knights were‍ the personal guard​‍ of the First‍ Prince.

The‌‌‍ absolute elite assigned‌ by the Emperor‌⁠ to his most⁠‍ beloved son.

And‍‍​ this young man‌‌​ had received their⁠⁠‌ insignia directly.

“I‍ thought you were⁠​ just some arrogant‍​‍ brat relying on⁠ his guard’s skill,​⁠⁠ but turns out⁠‍​ you’re someone big.‍ Keh.”

“J-jeez,​⁠ boss… what now?”‍

“What​‍ do you mean,‍ what now? Haven’t​‍ I taught you​⁠ a thousand times‍ what to do‍ in a situation⁠ like this?”

The​⁠⁠ hunchback looked at⁠ Lucian with surprising‌⁠​ resolve, showing no​​ sign of submission.‍⁠ Lucian admired him‌‍ in silence.

“You’d‌‍​ rather die than‌‍ kneel miserably in⁠ front of your‌ men?”

In‍ that case, learning‌‌ without pain was‍⁠​ the least Lucian‍ could offer.

Just​‌ as Lucian was‌ about to give​​‌ Raymond an order—⁠

The​ hunchback bowed deeply,‍⁠ as if diving,​‍​ and shouted.

Thud!‌

“I-I’ll‍‍‍ tell you anything!​​‍ Please spare my‌‌ life, my lord!”‍‌

“….”​‌

***‍‌​

“So‍ you’re the branch⁠‌​ chief of the‍ Thieves’ Guild? The‌⁠ one in charge‍⁠ of the Tibron‍⁠ branch?”

“Y-yes!​ My mates call‍⁠ me John of‌⁠ the Crooked Blade!”‌​

“Crooked‍​ blade? More like⁠‍ crooked back.”

“As‍‌ expected, the lord’s⁠⁠⁠ sense of humor⁠⁠⁠ is extraordinary! If‍​ you wish, I’ll‍‌ change my nickname‍​‍ immediately!”

The⁠​ hunchback who introduced‍ himself as John⁠‍‍ rubbed his hands‍⁠ so much they‌​ nearly smoked, shamelessly⁠⁠​ flattering.

At​⁠‍ such a servile⁠ display, Lucian clicked‌‍ his tongue.

“And‌ you call yourself⁠​ a branch chief‍‍ of the Thieves’⁠​‍ Guild without a shred of pride?⁠⁠‍ I flash a simple badge, and‌​ you fold instantly.”​‌⁠

“Oh,⁠ don’t say that.‌⁠‍ Do you know‌⁠ how hard it‍ is to survive‍⁠‍ as a thief​ in a safe‌‌ city like Tibron?⁠‍ The moment we‌⁠​ bother someone important—bam,‌‌ we’re dead.”

John⁠​‌ made a throat-slitting​⁠ gesture with his​ hand and stuck‍‍⁠ out his tongue.‍⁠

“Ignorant​ folks think we’re‍​​ untouchable because it’s⁠‍‍ the Imperial Capital,‍‍ but really, all‍‍​ it takes is‍​ one word from⁠‍ His Majesty the​ Emperor, and we’re‌‍ wiped out the‍​ next day. If‌‍ it weren’t like​ that, do you⁠​‍ think I, in‌​‌ charge of the​‌⁠ capital, would just‌⁠⁠ be a branch‌‌ chief and not‍ the guild leader?”⁠‍

“I​‍​ see.”

Lucian⁠⁠​ had wondered why,‌​‌ despite running things​​‌ in the capital,‍ he wasn’t the‌ guild leader. Turned‍‍ out it was⁠‍ because the authorities‍⁠ were too powerful.‍

Even⁠‌​ though the empire’s‌ center had the​ most to steal,⁠​‌ thieves avoided it.​⁠​

“Looking⁠‌‌ at it another‌⁠⁠ way, it means‍ you’re well-informed. If‌​‍ you couldn’t read⁠ the currents of‍⁠ the capital, you’d​‌‍ have lost your⁠‌‍ head by now.”‌‍‍

“Wow,‌ the lord’s insight‌‌ is amazing. With​ just a few‌ words, you’ve grasped⁠​ it all.”

“Enough‌‌‌ flattery. I have⁠⁠ just one question.”‍‍​

“Ask‍​ anything!”

“Do​⁠‌ you know who’s​​‌ been buying large‍ amounts of moon⁠ herb lately? Not‌‍‌ a group—a single⁠ person.”

At‌‌‍ the unexpected question,‌ John blinked, but​⁠‌ upon noticing Lucian’s​‍ gaze, quickly lowered‍ his head.

“I‌​⁠ can find out,​‌​ but it might​‍ take a few‍⁠⁠ days.”

“That’s⁠ fine, as long​⁠ as the information‌‌ is accurate.”

“And,‍‍​ if possible I’d⁠‍⁠ need a small⁠‌ advance…”

John​‌‍ formed a circle​⁠⁠ with his fingers‌⁠‌ and glanced sideways‌‍‌ at Lucian.

Even⁠ with his life‍​ hanging by a thread, he still‍​ asked for his‍​ cut, which made‌‌ Lucian smile faintly.‌​

“Is‍​⁠ this enough?”

Clang.‌​⁠

“…!”‌​‍

When⁠⁠⁠ a pouch full⁠‌⁠ of gold coins‍‌ hit the ground,⁠⁠ John froze completely.⁠​ He’d asked for⁠ an advance, but‍ the amount was‌​‍ excessive.

Lucian‍⁠ didn’t seem like‍‌​ someone who flaunted‍‍​ money, so the‍ message was clear.⁠​

‘I’ll⁠​‍ give you whatever⁠⁠⁠ you want. But​‍ if you don’t‍​​ find it quickly—you​⁠ know what’s coming.’‍

John‍​⁠ swallowed hard and​ pressed his forehead​⁠​ to the ground.⁠‌

“I’ll⁠​‍ find it within⁠⁠‌ two days, maximum.”⁠

***‍

Two⁠⁠‌ days later, a member of the‌⁠ Thieves’ Guild visited‌ Lucian’s inn and​⁠⁠ handed him some‍‌‌ documents.

Inside⁠‍‍ was a list‍‌‍ of people who‌‍ had recently purchased​‍ moon herb.

“They‌​ kept their word.”‌

“Finding‍‌‍ this in a city this big‌​ must not have‌ been easy.”

“With‍‌‍ the advance I gave, I’m sure‌⁠​ they got it⁠⁠ done. Nothing opens‌ mouths like violence​ and money.”

Even‌ so, the speed‌ was impressive. While⁠ reviewing the documents,⁠​ Lucian immediately found‍‍ the name he​ was looking for.⁠​

“Just⁠​ as I thought.”‍

Lucian⁠⁠ smiled as he​‍‍ saw the name‌​‌ Haide Forbor written⁠ at the top.⁠‍

The⁠ amount of moon⁠ herb purchased far‌ exceeded that of​ anyone else.

Considering​ he had previously‍‌⁠ shown zero interest​ in that plant,‍​⁠ it was suspicious.​ And something else‌‍ was even stranger.⁠‌​

“It‍⁠‍ says he also​​ bought moon herb​⁠‍ the same day⁠‌ we talked to⁠⁠‍ him. And the‌⁠‍ day before… and⁠ the day before‍⁠⁠ that.”

“Didn’t⁠⁠ that guy say⁠​ he’d only just​ returned to the​‌⁠ city?”

“That’s‍‌⁠ what he said.‌​‍ And he didn’t​ seem to be‍⁠⁠ lying.”

If‌ Haide hadn’t lied,‍​ then there was⁠ only one answer—someone​ had used his‍⁠ name to secretly‍‌ buy moon herb⁠‌‌ while he was​‍ gone.

Lucian​‍ burned the documents⁠ with a candle⁠ flame and stood‍‍‍ up.

“Let’s‌ go. I think⁠ we know where‍⁠ the person we’re‍ looking for is.”‌‌

“Where‌ to?”

“To‍⁠ Haide’s mansion.”

“Eh?‍ You’re going back​ to see that⁠‍‍ pathetic guy?”

“Just⁠ because it’s the‍‍ home of an​ alchemist doesn’t mean​‍ only the alchemist‌ lives there.”

Lucian‍‍‍ smiled at Raymond’s⁠‌⁠ confused expression and‌‍ left the inn.⁠

Finding​‍‍ Haide’s house wasn’t‌ difficult.

It‍ was one of‌ the residences the​​ Alchemist Guild provided‌‍ for free to⁠‍‌ official alchemists.

Lucian​​‍ approached the mansion,⁠‌​ which didn’t have​‌‌ a single guard,⁠ knocked on the‌ door—but no answer‌ came from inside.​

‘Out⁠‌ again buying moon​‍ herb?’

— W-who is it…?​

A timid voice reached‌‍‍ Lucian’s ears, who‍⁠ had thought no⁠‌ one was inside.⁠

Hearing‍ that barely audible​⁠ voice, Lucian raised‌​​ his voice.

“Open⁠​​ the door. I’ve‌ come to see‌⁠ someone who lives‌​‌ here.”

— M-Master Haide isn’t​ here right now.‌​ He went out,⁠‌‌ come back later.‍

“I​‌​ didn’t come to⁠⁠ see the alchemist.”⁠‍​

— T-then you’ve got‍​ the wrong house.‌‌

“I’m​ not mistaken. I came to find⁠⁠ you.”

— …?

“The⁠ thief who’s been‍⁠‌ secretly buying expensive‌ herbs under his​ master’s name.”

Bang!​ Crash! Rumble!

As‌⁠⁠ soon as Lucian‍‍‌ finished speaking, a commotion erupted inside.‌​⁠

Sounds‍ of someone falling,​ bumping, and breaking⁠ things.

A moment later, someone⁠‌ rushed to the‍⁠ door and flung⁠‍‍ it open.

Clack.⁠‌

“I-it’s‍ a misunderstanding! It’s‍ not theft! The⁠‍⁠ master asked me‌ to buy them‌ for research…!”

The⁠ person who opened‌ the door shouted‌⁠⁠ with a face​‍ drenched in cold‌⁠ sweat, desperately trying‌ to explain.

But‌‍ Lucian barely heard‌‍ the excuse.

What​ truly shocked him⁠ was the face​ that appeared on​⁠‌ the other side​ of the door.⁠

‘A⁠⁠​ boy?’

The​⁠‍ one staring at​ him with eyes⁠ as wide as⁠​​ a deer’s was​‍ a young boy—about​ Lucian’s age.

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