(EP-72.2) Aftermath #1
072 – Clean Up and Aftermath #1
“But you failed. No other Angmar was able to sit on the throne after Solomon.”
“Yes-. Because you cowards of the Tarantera Family betrayed us in the end. The Angmar Family was wiped out, forever disappearing from history. Even the youngest children weren’t spared.”
“Except for one that your Draco Family hid, right?”
“… Right.”
“So, where is this person? Is it a man? Or a woman? How old are they?”
Aira was very persistent, unlike her self-proclaimed ‘lazy bystander’ character.
It was reminiscent of a spider lunging at an insect that got caught in its web.
Mirna was momentarily taken aback by Aira’s barrage of questions, but she soon opened her blue feather fan and casually cooled her face.
“I don’t know.”
“You don’t know?”
As Aira queried with interest, the anxiously sitting Elga impatiently sprung up from her seat.
“What is that nonsense!? Are you asking for a beating!?”
“I really don’t know. My father knew. I even asked him for the details, but he didn’t tell me.”
Mirna then said she found evidence that the Angmar’s descendant was still alive by chance, back when she was searching through her family’s books as a child.
But she was found by her father, who proceeded to confiscate it. Thus, the book was finally burnt down.
Hearing this, Elga started grinding her teeth in frustration.
“Then bring Aleister Draco back to life right now! We need to know!”
“It’s impossible now. My father….”
A dark shade cascaded Mirna’s face.
“My father has already passed away, it’s impossible now…”
“What a pain in the neck… Damned Draco traitorous bastards! Why can’t not even one of you be helpful!?”
Had Elga’s anger peaked?
Mirna’s expression crumpled at those words.
“But Lady Lioness, shouldn’t you look at your own family first before you point at traitors?”
“… What? What are you saying!?”
“Did you know that my father and your father were friends in Ark? And that they were roommates who shared the same room?”
“That’s….”
“This is something that was barely retrieved from the burning evidence.”
As Elga was hesitating, Mirna pulled something out of her pocket. It was an old, charred piece of paper.
A painting?
Specifically, a fragment of a painting.
There was a pale-looking man, a blond young man with a radiant smile, and someone else whose face got burnt off from the painting.
Because the upper part of the other person’s face got burnt off, only their long red hair that reached up to their chest was recognizable. Was it a woman? No, looking at the wide chest, it was probably a man.
“What is this?”
Elga asked, taking the paper. To that, Mirna replied.
“The Truth Hall dormitory is a three-person room. This man here is my father, and this man here is your father, Lord Reinhardt. As for this red-haired man….”
It was Aira who gave the answer.
“Angmar. This red hair is the symbol of Angmar.”
“That’s right. It looked like he was using a different name at the time. But this man is probably the son of King Solomon.”
“Crazy, that mad Demon King’s son was still alive! And the Draco Family was hiding the fact! Isn’t this obvious treason?”
Mirna simply laughed at Elga’s aggressive push.
“You still haven’t realized? In this context, my father and your father, Lord Reinhardt, were accomplices.”
“My father, an accomplice…?”
Confusion spread across Elga’s face as fast as smudges from a bucket of paint. As a matter of fact, I also had the same reaction.
‘That Reinhardt!?’
He knew that an Angmar was alive and chose to hide such a fact?
Was there any mention of this in the original story?
No, I couldn’t remember there being one… With such a big kind of information, I wouldn’t have forgotten about it.
But, Angmar had red hair.
Meanwhile, I had brown hair.
‘What does it mean?’
A lot of information got entangled in my head.
Who the hell was this guy that just popped out of nowhere?
If I had to pick a hypothesis, I would say that he might be the father of Theo Gospel. Well, he was probably dead by now anyway.
Because I was the only survivor of the Angmar Family, which was guaranteed by the System.
“Lady Lioness, if you brand me and my family traitors, wouldn’t that also make you the daughter of a traitor?”
“Lies-. That’s all bullshit. This, this can’t be true! It’s made up shit! Couldn’t they just make a painting and manipulate it?”
“I swear in the name of my family. What I said is the truth. If proven otherwise, my soul may forever burn in hell.”
“Ugh, Aira, you know, right? That this is a ridiculous set-up…!”
Elga pleaded innocence to her cousin, the current Queen, Aira.
“You know how much blood my father shed in fighting against the Angmar faction, right? He went through numerous near-death experiences. So how could my father be hiding an Angmar?”
“Elga, calm down.”
Aira’s expression remained calm. No, there was actually some curiosity.
“Being Reinhardt’s classmate, that means that man is the same age as my father. If he was alive, he would be around fifty by now, perhaps sixty at most.”
“That’s probably it. A red-haired middle-aged man. This narrows down the information by a lot. But we don’t know where he is. We don’t even know if he’s still alive or not….”
But soon after, Mirna corrected her words.
“No, he’s alive. The ‘Gamigin’ that we dealt with was Angmar’s magic. The fact that it’s working is a clear indication that Angmar’s will is still out there.”
“I see… Well, this is fun. The lineage of the Mage King has been passed down in this foreign country~.”
Aira then burst into laughter.
However, I didn’t really like the fact that they were getting closer to the truth through reasoning.
Should I say that it felt like a band of sword-wielding thieves were approaching the closet I was hiding in?
“Theo, your hands have stopped.”
Aira’s voice pulled me out of my thoughts as she continued with her questions.
“Theo, did you know about this? Did you foresee King Angmar’s blood continuing to flow with your mysterious clairvoyance?”
… How was I supposed to answer this?
Aira suddenly laughed as I was wracking my brain.
“Come to think of it, it’s not that difficult. Because Theo here is talented. We’ll soon find out where Angmar’s buds are growing.”
“No, you are exaggerating. How dare I….”
“Yes, that’s right!”
At that moment, Elga barged in from the side.
“Theo Gospel-! All you have to do is find the Angmars and prove my innocence!”
Mirna also chuckled behind her fan.
“Let us see the skills of the Demon Monk.”
“Then it’s decided. Theo, you are now promoted with the consent of the three families. Being the Secretary, Gardener, and Inspector of Angmar’s Court, you have to work hard!”
Having said so, Aira started clapping, as if approving such a decision…
Edited by: faker
