“Is the third one dead?”
"Yes?"
Suddenly?
"I'm talking about my older sister. Third, Diana. Even if you don't know her face, you've probably heard of her, right? Don't you know Diana?"
“...I know, but why?”
“Is she dead?”
"No?"
"Yee?"
Ryan's expression became strange.
“But?”
“You are also a holder of the same blessing?”
"Yes."
I was nervous because Ryan's reaction, which I thought he would just like, was somehow suspicious.
"Hey."
Ryan, who had been laughing, bent down and put his lips on my ear.
And whispered.
“Blessings don’t overlap.”
For a moment, I swallowed my breath in surprise.
Ryan's clear voice gave me goosebumps.
"If Diana were alive, no one else would be able to use this blessing. What about you?"
“...”
[It seems that the same blessing cannot be manifested to two or more people with special abilities.]
This is one of the <Laws of Supernatural Powers> that even the family managers are not yet certain about and are still continuously researching.
This is not information that Ryan, who was locked up at the age of twelve and cut off from the world, would have access to.
'Besides... why are you so sure?'
I'm also not sure about that rule.
Why? Because our family's history is not long.
It hasn't been long since the existence of people with superpowers appeared, and there aren't many examples of superpowers that have appeared so far.
Why did this power suddenly appear, and why is it only passed down through the Wassenberg bloodline?
Everything was unknown, even to the people with supernatural powers involved.
But something was strange about Ryan.
As if he were certain of some principle of supernatural power that no one knew about...
“Are you a mutant? Or not.”
Ryan, who was smiling fiercely, looked me in the eye and asked.
“Is there anything else you’re hiding?”
My heart was pounding.
At that time.
Knock knock knock knock.
The sound of light footsteps from outside grew closer, and the door flew open.
“My lord!!!”
I was startled and turned around to see the man who had suddenly barged in.
Neat bangs. Gray hair cut like a knife, without a single crooked inch from the chin.
That man, with his short hair and seriously thin body, is hard to tell the gender at first glance.
'White hair! That guy is Revan!'
Ryan's campmate.
And probably, I guess, his closest confidant, who has been helping him with his revenge ever since.
Thankfully, the timing of his appearance wasn't bad...
“What are you doing?”
Revan tilted his head and looked at me.
“Who is this cute girl?”
At his question, Ryan straightened his back and looked at me silently.
“...”
“...”
Tension hung between their gazes, locked with silence.
“First of all, my daughter.”
“What the heck?!!!”
“Wow, that time goes back a long way...”
Ryan sighed and walked slowly towards Revan.
“It was before I went to prison.”
Ryan, who had his chin resting on Revan's shoulder, said playfully as if he was acting.
“Back then, I fell in love with a girl whose name I didn’t know for one night.”
"One night? What are you talking about? Isn't that the time to babble before you go to jail?"
“Let me introduce you.”
Ryan extended his hand towards me.
“She is my daughter, who was created that day without me knowing.”
There was silence for a moment...
Revan smiled brightly.
“That’s bullshit!”
“Hahahaha!”
“Hahahaha!”
I swallowed hard as I watched the two men start laughing as they left the room.
First of all, it would be right to match the rhythm.
“Nice to meet you! I’m Vania, his daughter!”
“Isn’t it cute because she looks like me?”
“Oh, what did you say!”
Revan shouted at Ryan, who was babbling nonsense.
“Who do you think is a fool? Are you telling me to believe this right now?”
“What if you don’t believe me?”
Even though it was their first reunion in a year, the two looked as close as if they had just met yesterday.
It couldn't be helped. They were both imprisoned at a young age, so they probably grew up more like brothers than blood brothers.
'But that person's speech is unusual. Is he from the South?'
Even in the midst of all this, I observed Revan closely.
“By the way, let’s get you some bangs.”
“Eww! Why, why! What is it!”
Ryan grabbed the back of Revan's neck and smiled brightly.
"What, yalli yalli yallaseng? Are you really going to lose? Do you know how much of a pain I was in reciting that ridiculous code?"
"Huh? You read that out loud? Why would you do something like that...? Just show the note to the owner. I wrote it in pairs, didn't I?"
“...!”
Idiot. Did he finally realize it? Ryan's expression turned blank for a moment.
“What the hell. What the hell are you talking about?”
“Be quiet!”
"Yikes!"
Perhaps embarrassed, Ryan patted Revan on the stomach and turned around, then stopped when he saw me.
“...”
No... Don’t look at my face.
I was biting my lip hard to hold back the laughter that suddenly burst out.
“Is that funny?”
"No..."
Ryan started packing his things with a thump.
He put his now overflowing backpack on his back, and even put the sword he had taken from the soldier when he was released on his belt tightly around his waist before speaking.
“Now, let’s go board the ship. We’ll go straight to the continent.”
"Yeah!"
Ryan followed Revan, who had excitedly stepped forward. I hesitated, unsure of what to do.
“What are you doing?”
Ryan stopped walking and looked back at me.
“Come quickly.”
"Oh!"
A cool sea breeze is blowing.
A flock of white seagulls flying over the dazzling sea.
The ship heading to the continent, the <Laferi>, was cruising.
And here.
On the deck in broad daylight, where the sound of crashing waves tickles the ears, there are three suspicious passengers.
Ryan (24 years old, special characteristics: high-profile criminal released today after serving 12 years, crimes: mass murder and arson)
Revan (23 years old, characteristics: a high-level criminal who was released from prison a year ago after serving 11 years, crime: illegal experimentation)
Vania (12 years old, special features: daughter of a criminal - pretending to be a half-sister)
'Wow. What a combination.'
I was out of breath.
From a princess of a wealthy family to a former member of a criminal den, my social status plummets!
“Aha, so that’s why you were kicked out of the family. Because you were incompetent.”
Revan, who heard my story only after boarding the ship, felt sorry.
He was really sociable.
Within an hour of meeting him, I learned that Revan was from Rotschild in the southern part of the continent, that his unusual hairstyle was popular back home, and that he had a younger brother from whom he was separated as a child.
“It’s done. It’s cute...”
“Oh, thank you.”
Revan smiled as he tied my hair neatly on both sides with his own hands.
"Ha ha ha!"
“Haha, hmm.”
...Ah. I’m breaking out in a cold sweat.
Pale skin that looks like it's never seen sunlight. A lean body and a pretty face. And of all things, short hair. Even if you were a woman, you'd be fooled by his appearance.
I know very well how terrifying this harmless-looking man, Revan, is, even though his combat power seems to converge to 0.
'You were famous before my return.'
A man who was more often called the 'White Magician' by his nickname, which came from his unusual white hair, rather than his real name.
The youngest former professor in the Imperial Academy's Department of Magic.
A terrifying genius inventor.
He has created dozens of anti-personnel weapons alone.
Before the return, Wassenberg's private corps had been defeated by the new weapons they had never heard of.
‘I was wondering why the white-robed magician suddenly attacked our family...’
I was curious about that, so after returning, I frantically investigated Revan.
As I was researching, I found out that he, like Ryan, was from the Abyssus concentration camp.
Only after meeting like this did my doubts become clear.
'As expected.'
He was in league with Ryan from the beginning...
Besides, Revan.
“Oh my, it’s hot, should we go to the room first?”
Revan, who grinned at me, moved first. Ryan followed, and I took a moment to catch my breath, nervously.
Unlike Ryan, who was falsely accused, Revan.
'Really.'
He is a real criminal.
"Yes?"
Suddenly?
"I'm talking about my older sister. Third, Diana. Even if you don't know her face, you've probably heard of her, right? Don't you know Diana?"
“...I know, but why?”
“Is she dead?”
"No?"
"Yee?"
Ryan's expression became strange.
“Did you just use Dianaa's Bless?”
“You are also a holder of the same blessing?”
"Yes."
I was nervous because Ryan's reaction, which I thought he would just like, was somehow suspicious.
"Hey."
Ryan, who had been laughing, bent down and put his lips on my ear.
And whispered.
“Blessings don’t overlap.”
For a moment, I swallowed my breath in surprise.
Ryan's clear voice gave me goosebumps.
"If Diana were alive, no one else would be able to use this blessing. What about you?"
“...”
[It seems that the same blessing cannot be manifested to two or more people with special abilities.]
This is one of the <Laws of Supernatural Powers> that even the family managers are not yet certain about and are still continuously researching.
This is not information that Ryan, who was locked up at the age of twelve and cut off from the world, would have access to.
'Besides... why are you so sure?'
I'm also not sure about that rule.
Why? Because our family's history is not long.
It hasn't been long since the existence of people with superpowers appeared, and there aren't many examples of superpowers that have appeared so far.
Why did this power suddenly appear, and why is it only passed down through the Wassenberg bloodline?
Everything was unknown, even to the people with supernatural powers involved.
But something was strange about Ryan.
As if he were certain of some principle of supernatural power that no one knew about...
“Are you a mutant? Or not.”
Ryan, who was smiling fiercely, looked me in the eye and asked.
“Is there anything else you’re hiding?”
My heart was pounding.
At that time.
Knock knock knock knock.
The sound of light footsteps from outside grew closer, and the door flew open.
“My lord!!!”
I was startled and turned around to see the man who had suddenly barged in.
Neat bangs. Gray hair cut like a knife, without a single crooked inch from the chin.
That man, with his short hair and seriously thin body, is hard to tell the gender at first glance.
'White hair! That guy is Revan!'
Ryan's campmate.
And probably, I guess, his closest confidant, who has been helping him with his revenge ever since.
Thankfully, the timing of his appearance wasn't bad...
“What are you doing?”
Revan tilted his head and looked at me.
“Who is this cute girl?”
At his question, Ryan straightened his back and looked at me silently.
“...”
“...”
Tension hung between their gazes, locked with silence.
“First of all, my daughter.”
“What the heck?!!!”
“Wow, that time goes back a long way...”
Ryan sighed and walked slowly towards Revan.
“It was before I went to prison.”
Ryan, who had his chin resting on Revan's shoulder, said playfully as if he was acting.
“Back then, I fell in love with a girl whose name I didn’t know for one night.”
"One night? What are you talking about? Isn't that the time to babble before you go to jail?"
“Let me introduce you.”
Ryan extended his hand towards me.
“She is my daughter, who was created that day without me knowing.”
There was silence for a moment...
Revan smiled brightly.
“That’s bullshit!”
“Hahahaha!”
“Hahahaha!”
I swallowed hard as I watched the two men start laughing as they left the room.
First of all, it would be right to match the rhythm.
“Nice to meet you! I’m Vania, his daughter!”
“Isn’t it cute because she looks like me?”
“Oh, what did you say!”
Revan shouted at Ryan, who was babbling nonsense.
“Who do you think is a fool? Are you telling me to believe this right now?”
“What if you don’t believe me?”
Even though it was their first reunion in a year, the two looked as close as if they had just met yesterday.
It couldn't be helped. They were both imprisoned at a young age, so they probably grew up more like brothers than blood brothers.
'But that person's speech is unusual. Is he from the South?'
Even in the midst of all this, I observed Revan closely.
“By the way, let’s get you some bangs.”
“Eww! Why, why! What is it!”
Ryan grabbed the back of Revan's neck and smiled brightly.
"What, yalli yalli yallaseng? Are you really going to lose? Do you know how much of a pain I was in reciting that ridiculous code?"
"Huh? You read that out loud? Why would you do something like that...? Just show the note to the owner. I wrote it in pairs, didn't I?"
“...!”
Idiot. Did he finally realize it? Ryan's expression turned blank for a moment.
“What the hell. What the hell are you talking about?”
“Be quiet!”
"Yikes!"
Perhaps embarrassed, Ryan patted Revan on the stomach and turned around, then stopped when he saw me.
“...”
No... Don’t look at my face.
I was biting my lip hard to hold back the laughter that suddenly burst out.
“Is that funny?”
"No..."
Ryan started packing his things with a thump.
He put his now overflowing backpack on his back, and even put the sword he had taken from the soldier when he was released on his belt tightly around his waist before speaking.
“Now, let’s go board the ship. We’ll go straight to the continent.”
"Yeah!"
Ryan followed Revan, who had excitedly stepped forward. I hesitated, unsure of what to do.
“What are you doing?”
Ryan stopped walking and looked back at me.
“Come quickly.”
"Oh!"
***
A cool sea breeze is blowing.
A flock of white seagulls flying over the dazzling sea.
The ship heading to the continent, the <Laferi>, was cruising.
And here.
On the deck in broad daylight, where the sound of crashing waves tickles the ears, there are three suspicious passengers.
Ryan (24 years old, special characteristics: high-profile criminal released today after serving 12 years, crimes: mass murder and arson)
Revan (23 years old, characteristics: a high-level criminal who was released from prison a year ago after serving 11 years, crime: illegal experimentation)
Vania (12 years old, special features: daughter of a criminal - pretending to be a half-sister)
'Wow. What a combination.'
I was out of breath.
From a princess of a wealthy family to a former member of a criminal den, my social status plummets!
“Aha, so that’s why you were kicked out of the family. Because you were incompetent.”
Revan, who heard my story only after boarding the ship, felt sorry.
He was really sociable.
Within an hour of meeting him, I learned that Revan was from Rotschild in the southern part of the continent, that his unusual hairstyle was popular back home, and that he had a younger brother from whom he was separated as a child.
“It’s done. It’s cute...”
“Oh, thank you.”
Revan smiled as he tied my hair neatly on both sides with his own hands.
"Ha ha ha!"
“Haha, hmm.”
...Ah. I’m breaking out in a cold sweat.
Pale skin that looks like it's never seen sunlight. A lean body and a pretty face. And of all things, short hair. Even if you were a woman, you'd be fooled by his appearance.
I know very well how terrifying this harmless-looking man, Revan, is, even though his combat power seems to converge to 0.
'You were famous before my return.'
A man who was more often called the 'White Magician' by his nickname, which came from his unusual white hair, rather than his real name.
The youngest former professor in the Imperial Academy's Department of Magic.
A terrifying genius inventor.
He has created dozens of anti-personnel weapons alone.
Before the return, Wassenberg's private corps had been defeated by the new weapons they had never heard of.
‘I was wondering why the white-robed magician suddenly attacked our family...’
I was curious about that, so after returning, I frantically investigated Revan.
As I was researching, I found out that he, like Ryan, was from the Abyssus concentration camp.
Only after meeting like this did my doubts become clear.
'As expected.'
He was in league with Ryan from the beginning...
Besides, Revan.
“Oh my, it’s hot, should we go to the room first?”
Revan, who grinned at me, moved first. Ryan followed, and I took a moment to catch my breath, nervously.
Unlike Ryan, who was falsely accused, Revan.
'Really.'
He is a real criminal.
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