We came down to the passenger cabin.
And I was shocked by the miserable condition of the third-class cabin.
'This is a bit much.'
A narrow passageway, barely wide enough for one person to pass through. Two bunk beds were placed on either side of it.
That's it.
"Hey. I already paid child support, so why don't you get a first-class cabin? It's a week-long boat ride. What's the point of a room with just a booger?"
Ryan, who was as perplexed as I was about the state of the room, said.
“Huh. Is your nose this big?”
“There’s a kid, there’s a kid!”
“What the heck? A gentleman who has slept with his shoulders hunched in a cramped cell for 12 years is suddenly having a child and is being extravagant?”
Revan, who was unpacking his luggage on the first floor of the bed, clicked his tongue.
"How much is that child support? You're complaining about first-class rooms. A week's first-class room on this ship costs a thousand gold coins. You crawled out without a single penny, and now you're just lying there, sulking."
“This? Are you done talking?!”
“I-it’s okay if it’s for me! It’s cozy and nice, isn’t it?”
I noticed something and quickly sat down on the bed opposite Revan.
“Oh! The cushioning is also quite...”
Squeak squeak.
No way. Immediately after, the sound of a worn-out bed was heard.
“Ugh.”
Ryan sighed and sat down next to Revan. No, it would be more accurate to say he was tucked in rather than sat down...
“Once we arrive on the continent, we go straight to Rothschild!”
As Revan spoke, folding up his clothes one by one, Ryan's face immediately changed.
“Why that rural area?”
"Oh, I spent a year there waiting for my brother after I was released. I know someone who runs a big restaurant."
“Shall we go south to eat?”
“What are you talking about, you rascal? I need someone to look after the baby.”
“Where is the baby...?”
"...here."
Revan nodded to the person across from him as if asking something.
'What? You're taking me away? Surely you're not going to turn me over to some guinea pig?'
Revan's crime is illegal experimentation.
It's only vaguely known to the world, but I know more about the truth because I heard it from my lover before I returned.
To be precise, it was a very inhumane and illegal 'human' experiment.
"What's with the disgusting baby? Are there babies this big? If it's because of her, we don't have to go there. I'm going to take her around."
When Ryan spoke, Revan's mouth fell open.
"... She's crazy?"
"Normal."
“Are you serious?”
"Sincerity."
“Are you back?”
"No."
"Brother, don't worry. He's truly trustworthy. Let's leave the baby there. He'll raise her well, so we'll just go check on her sometimes."
“Where should I leave my daughter? I have to raise her.”
“Stop it, that 'daughter' word is even more annoying!”
“...”
"Wow, this is going to be crazy. Are you serious? We have to start from now on... ugh. No. Stop it. What are you going to do with a baby you carry around? It's not like you can stay with her 24 hours a day to look after it, so what if the baby gets hurt?"
“She has to grow up on her own. If she gets hurt, I’ll sell her.”
“Crazy. She’s still so young.”
Revan's expression hardened with fear.
"That's what I'm saying, you piece of trash. You've spent half your life working for a living and hanging out with criminals, and now you've lost your humanity?"
...What? I was confused. It seemed like Revan was genuinely worried about me.
I've always assumed that Revan is a person with a lack of morality and ethics. And perhaps even a lack of emotions.
‘Because it wasn’t just an experiment..."
The illegal human experiments he committed.
The subjects of those inhumane experiments were all children under the age of six.
"Yes, yes. I'll take responsibility. Just make sure she doesn't get hurt."
While they were thinking, the two continued to argue.
"You're nothing, so what responsibility can you give her? It's dangerous, and this isn't something you should be doing for the child's future!"
“...”
"Let's face it. Yes? You're no longer a prosperous prince, you're a criminal, a criminal..."
Ryan seemed to be stiffening.
"The baby was kicked out of the house, but we were nothing. We're going to have to live our whole lives with the label of criminals."
“Then what should I do?”
"You should let her go to a normal family, even if it's as an adopted daughter. That way, she'll make friends, get a decent education, and eventually get married. If we put her under you, she'll be nothing more than a criminal's daughter. Why would you want to ruin her life?"
Listening to Revan's words, worrying about the life of a girl he had only known for an hour, made me feel even more confused.
"And the baby doesn't know about your crimes yet? How shocking would it be if he found out?"
“She knows everything.”
"What?"
“Oh, yes. I know everything.”
It's finally time for me to intervene.
“I know that twelve years ago... my father went to prison for the Konrad massacre.”
“See? She knows? It’s okay.”
“What? Is that okay?”
Revan was dumbfounded.
“Yes. I know that my father is being treated unfairly.”
“...”
Revan, who had been staring at me, sighed and shook his head.
"But you can't. You can't go with us. It'll ruin your life. We're criminals, whether we're accused or not."
...we?
It sounded like he was a criminal with a story.
“Why did you go to jail, brother?”
“Me? Ah... I, um, well.”
Revan's expression darkened. He muttered again, folding his clothes.
“I still don’t understand. Why did I have to rot in bread for 11 years?”
"Yes?"
Ryan asked calmly while I was flustered.
“You, how much do you know about the incident that sent me to prison?”
“Oh, that. Yes... So... I read the verdict.”
A terrible disaster that occurred 12 years ago.
Conrad Massacre.
At approximately 2:40 a.m. on August 5, 922 Imperial Calendar, the defendant Ryan Wassenberg attempted to destroy evidence by massacring all civilians in Central Konrad and setting fire to the territory.
The reason the defendant went to inspect Conrad was because he had received information that illegal experiments were being secretly conducted in the area, and the defendant's family began to investigate it themselves.
During the investigation, the defendant coincidentally developed his supernatural powers for the first time, causing him to go on a rampage and commit massacres of civilians.
Those involved in the illegal experiments in the area were identified as ten professors from the Imperial Academy's Department of Magic Engineering. The details of the experiments will be kept confidential due to concerns about future recurrence.
“Then I understand.”
Ryan said, narrowing his eyes as if reminiscing.
"One day, my father came back and destroyed a piece of land without a trace. That was Conrad. I still don't know why he suddenly blew it up."
I was surprised when I heard it.
You don't know why? Why?
"Well, Father, this isn't something that happens overnight. But no matter how great our family is, we lost an entire fief, so we needed an excuse."
“...”
"So, it must have been a script my father created. The academy professors were conducting some kind of illegal experiment there...? Our family was just going to investigate... and then, my powers went wild and I blew up the entire territory..."
“...”
“...Haha. He even framed and eliminated the professors he didn’t like from the beginning, lied about my special ability manifesting on that day, and covered up the fact that he gave birth to an incompetent child. In fact, his son, who was ‘truly’ incompetent, was already annoying, and now he’s a murderer? A justifiable excommunication.”
"It's not a funny story at all," Ryan added, chuckling and patting Revan on the shoulder.
"Hey, don't you have to admit he's a good guy? How many benefits did our father actually gain from that one thing?"
“Are you kidding me? How many people died because of your dad?”
Ryan's smiling face hardened.
“No, it’s not funny.”
“Baby.”
Revan looked at me and said.
“I am one of the professors who conducted that illegal experiment.”
I know.
“I don’t even know what the experiment was, and I’ve never been to Conrad, but all the professors were executed for the absurd charge of conducting illegal experiments.”
“...”
“My adoptive parents were among the professors who died at that time.”
I didn't know this...
“And I was alone. I was a minor at the time, so I barely survived.”
Revan woke up.
“There’s no need to hide it, since even if I say something like this to the neighbors, they’ll just laugh at me. I’ll just say it.”
He stood in front of me, leaned over, and spoke.
“Baby, from now on, this guy plans to fry all of his family members in the fires of hell. Even if it means falling into that fire pit with them.”
“...”
“You know what I mean. I can’t take you with me on my way to hell.”
And I was shocked by the miserable condition of the third-class cabin.
'This is a bit much.'
A narrow passageway, barely wide enough for one person to pass through. Two bunk beds were placed on either side of it.
That's it.
"Hey. I already paid child support, so why don't you get a first-class cabin? It's a week-long boat ride. What's the point of a room with just a booger?"
Ryan, who was as perplexed as I was about the state of the room, said.
“Huh. Is your nose this big?”
“There’s a kid, there’s a kid!”
“What the heck? A gentleman who has slept with his shoulders hunched in a cramped cell for 12 years is suddenly having a child and is being extravagant?”
Revan, who was unpacking his luggage on the first floor of the bed, clicked his tongue.
"How much is that child support? You're complaining about first-class rooms. A week's first-class room on this ship costs a thousand gold coins. You crawled out without a single penny, and now you're just lying there, sulking."
“This? Are you done talking?!”
“I-it’s okay if it’s for me! It’s cozy and nice, isn’t it?”
I noticed something and quickly sat down on the bed opposite Revan.
“Oh! The cushioning is also quite...”
Squeak squeak.
No way. Immediately after, the sound of a worn-out bed was heard.
“Ugh.”
Ryan sighed and sat down next to Revan. No, it would be more accurate to say he was tucked in rather than sat down...
“Once we arrive on the continent, we go straight to Rothschild!”
As Revan spoke, folding up his clothes one by one, Ryan's face immediately changed.
“Why that rural area?”
"Oh, I spent a year there waiting for my brother after I was released. I know someone who runs a big restaurant."
“Shall we go south to eat?”
“What are you talking about, you rascal? I need someone to look after the baby.”
“Where is the baby...?”
"...here."
Revan nodded to the person across from him as if asking something.
'What? You're taking me away? Surely you're not going to turn me over to some guinea pig?'
Revan's crime is illegal experimentation.
It's only vaguely known to the world, but I know more about the truth because I heard it from my lover before I returned.
To be precise, it was a very inhumane and illegal 'human' experiment.
"What's with the disgusting baby? Are there babies this big? If it's because of her, we don't have to go there. I'm going to take her around."
When Ryan spoke, Revan's mouth fell open.
"... She's crazy?"
"Normal."
“Are you serious?”
"Sincerity."
“Are you back?”
"No."
"Brother, don't worry. He's truly trustworthy. Let's leave the baby there. He'll raise her well, so we'll just go check on her sometimes."
“Where should I leave my daughter? I have to raise her.”
“Stop it, that 'daughter' word is even more annoying!”
“...”
"Wow, this is going to be crazy. Are you serious? We have to start from now on... ugh. No. Stop it. What are you going to do with a baby you carry around? It's not like you can stay with her 24 hours a day to look after it, so what if the baby gets hurt?"
“She has to grow up on her own. If she gets hurt, I’ll sell her.”
“Crazy. She’s still so young.”
Revan's expression hardened with fear.
"That's what I'm saying, you piece of trash. You've spent half your life working for a living and hanging out with criminals, and now you've lost your humanity?"
...What? I was confused. It seemed like Revan was genuinely worried about me.
I've always assumed that Revan is a person with a lack of morality and ethics. And perhaps even a lack of emotions.
‘Because it wasn’t just an experiment..."
The illegal human experiments he committed.
The subjects of those inhumane experiments were all children under the age of six.
"Yes, yes. I'll take responsibility. Just make sure she doesn't get hurt."
While they were thinking, the two continued to argue.
"You're nothing, so what responsibility can you give her? It's dangerous, and this isn't something you should be doing for the child's future!"
“...”
"Let's face it. Yes? You're no longer a prosperous prince, you're a criminal, a criminal..."
Ryan seemed to be stiffening.
"The baby was kicked out of the house, but we were nothing. We're going to have to live our whole lives with the label of criminals."
“Then what should I do?”
"You should let her go to a normal family, even if it's as an adopted daughter. That way, she'll make friends, get a decent education, and eventually get married. If we put her under you, she'll be nothing more than a criminal's daughter. Why would you want to ruin her life?"
Listening to Revan's words, worrying about the life of a girl he had only known for an hour, made me feel even more confused.
"And the baby doesn't know about your crimes yet? How shocking would it be if he found out?"
“She knows everything.”
"What?"
“Oh, yes. I know everything.”
It's finally time for me to intervene.
“I know that twelve years ago... my father went to prison for the Konrad massacre.”
“See? She knows? It’s okay.”
“What? Is that okay?”
Revan was dumbfounded.
“Yes. I know that my father is being treated unfairly.”
“...”
Revan, who had been staring at me, sighed and shook his head.
"But you can't. You can't go with us. It'll ruin your life. We're criminals, whether we're accused or not."
...we?
It sounded like he was a criminal with a story.
“Why did you go to jail, brother?”
“Me? Ah... I, um, well.”
Revan's expression darkened. He muttered again, folding his clothes.
“I still don’t understand. Why did I have to rot in bread for 11 years?”
"Yes?"
Ryan asked calmly while I was flustered.
“You, how much do you know about the incident that sent me to prison?”
“Oh, that. Yes... So... I read the verdict.”
A terrible disaster that occurred 12 years ago.
Conrad Massacre.
***
At approximately 2:40 a.m. on August 5, 922 Imperial Calendar, the defendant Ryan Wassenberg attempted to destroy evidence by massacring all civilians in Central Konrad and setting fire to the territory.
The reason the defendant went to inspect Conrad was because he had received information that illegal experiments were being secretly conducted in the area, and the defendant's family began to investigate it themselves.
During the investigation, the defendant coincidentally developed his supernatural powers for the first time, causing him to go on a rampage and commit massacres of civilians.
Those involved in the illegal experiments in the area were identified as ten professors from the Imperial Academy's Department of Magic Engineering. The details of the experiments will be kept confidential due to concerns about future recurrence.
***
“Then I understand.”
Ryan said, narrowing his eyes as if reminiscing.
"One day, my father came back and destroyed a piece of land without a trace. That was Conrad. I still don't know why he suddenly blew it up."
I was surprised when I heard it.
You don't know why? Why?
"Well, Father, this isn't something that happens overnight. But no matter how great our family is, we lost an entire fief, so we needed an excuse."
“...”
"So, it must have been a script my father created. The academy professors were conducting some kind of illegal experiment there...? Our family was just going to investigate... and then, my powers went wild and I blew up the entire territory..."
“...”
“...Haha. He even framed and eliminated the professors he didn’t like from the beginning, lied about my special ability manifesting on that day, and covered up the fact that he gave birth to an incompetent child. In fact, his son, who was ‘truly’ incompetent, was already annoying, and now he’s a murderer? A justifiable excommunication.”
"It's not a funny story at all," Ryan added, chuckling and patting Revan on the shoulder.
"Hey, don't you have to admit he's a good guy? How many benefits did our father actually gain from that one thing?"
“Are you kidding me? How many people died because of your dad?”
Ryan's smiling face hardened.
“No, it’s not funny.”
“Baby.”
Revan looked at me and said.
“I am one of the professors who conducted that illegal experiment.”
I know.
“I don’t even know what the experiment was, and I’ve never been to Conrad, but all the professors were executed for the absurd charge of conducting illegal experiments.”
“...”
“My adoptive parents were among the professors who died at that time.”
I didn't know this...
“And I was alone. I was a minor at the time, so I barely survived.”
Revan woke up.
“There’s no need to hide it, since even if I say something like this to the neighbors, they’ll just laugh at me. I’ll just say it.”
He stood in front of me, leaned over, and spoke.
“Baby, from now on, this guy plans to fry all of his family members in the fires of hell. Even if it means falling into that fire pit with them.”
“...”
“You know what I mean. I can’t take you with me on my way to hell.”
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