I Will Become a Poison Detector of Darkness - Chapter 17
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2. The Villain’s Lair is Safe
Episode 17
When I tried to cover my mouth and be thrilled without realizing it, Leniel added comfortably.
“You won’t be bored.”
While listening to him as if possessed, I finally came to my senses.
No, it’s nice because there’s a lot to eat around.
“I don’t think that’s the problem.”
“You were bored and tried to die, right?”
“I didn’t mean to die. I was bored. But is it really okay? We’re villains. Don’t city guards patrol often in downtown areas like this?”
When I thought of the passers-by and lowered my voice, Leniel glanced at me. There was no sense of crisis on his smiley face.
“The name of this city is Van Hell. It’s a place that’s quite far from the previous city.”
“Van Hell…”
There were not so many cities in the original. Among them, there was definitely Van Hell. When did it appear?
Obviously, after the conspiracy about Dark Cloud was revealed, Van Hell was the place the main characters pointed out while preparing for the final fight. Because Van Hell…
“The boss, right?”
When I saw Leniel with wide eyes, he nodded insignificantly.
“As expected, you know.”
“Are you going to introduce me?”
At my astonishing question, Leniel paused. Looking down at me for a moment, he frowned and said.
“Be honest with me. How much do you know about Wayne Eyeore?”
“As much as others know?”
“Are you sure?”
“That’s right. Of course, I know a little about the future, but that doesn’t mean I know his personal information.”
Since the novel focused on the emotional lines of the two main characters, many of the settings were omitted. There were many points that were ignored without speculating or thinking about the probability with a little hint.
The same was true of Wayne Eyeore, a villain. I only knew that he was a silver-haired handsome man, strong enough to survive to the end of the novel, and was later poisoned by Viviana because he murdered Dylan. In addition, the small settings were revealed when colliding with the main characters.
“You know the future of those important people.”
Leniel paused for a moment. Then he hinted and asked.
“Do those important people include Dylan Stasi?”
The voice was soft, but the eyes looking at me were cold. After swallowing dry saliva, I nodded slowly.
“Yes.”
“Really? Then what happens to him later? Is he poisoned too?”
Can I tell Leniel this?
After hesitating, I replied back so quietly that he could barely hear me.
“It was a murder.”
In this downtown area, whenever there was a story of someone being murdered, no one cared. Van Hell was home to Wayne Eyeore.
The prerequisite for living in this city was to be a criminal. It was a city where only criminals, big or small, could enter. There was also an implicit agreement not to fight each other in this city.
Instead of accepting all criminals in the world, Wayne Eyeore presented only one rule to mediate them: expel those who made a noticeable fuss for whatever reason.
Thus, the people of this city were not interested in each other. It was the only city they could travel around without worrying about being arrested, so they don’t want to be deported.
However, it felt different when I stood on the streets of Van Hell myself and experienced the indifference of passers-by in the busiest place. I realized how lawless this huge criminal city was.
“To whom?”
Standing blankly, I raised my eyes. Leniel continued to ask questions as if he were choosing a meal menu. Who is Dylan being murdered by?
“Wayne. Wayne Eyeore.”
The moment I thought his eyes were cool, the man smiled brightly as if in full bloom. I could see the sparkling red eyes overflowing with joy. I looked at the figure as if possessed.
“I see. That’s his future.”
Mumbling in a pleasant voice, he turned around. While being wary, I carefully followed him.
“Where are you going?”
“Restaurant.”
With a grinning face, Leniel glanced at me.
“Aren’t you hungry?”
Since I was hungry, I followed Leniel.
I didn’t understand why he was so happy to hear that Dylan was going to be murdered, but I didn’t try hard to think about it. I guess Leniel hated Dylan a lot, since he was one of the main enemies of black wizards.
I thought it would be good for my mental health to understand and move on that way.
***
I was happier than I thought that no one cared about me even if I walked comfortably on the street.
Of course, thanks to Giselle’s notoriety, I felt like they recognized my face, but that was it. I was treated as one of the common villains on the street. How can I be so free?
“From now on, Van Hell is my second hometown…”
On the way, I ate as much as I wanted at the restaurant, bought snacks for dessert, and went back. I walked lightly, expressing my full happiness with my whole body.
If I stayed here alone, I don’t think I’d be worried about my life. It would be perfect to work diligently like this, save money, get a branch later, and prepare for retirement.
“Where is your first hometown?”
“A place.”
You wouldn’t know even if I told you. I hummed and walked ahead, and suddenly, Leniel pulled my arm.
“What?”
I almost dropped the snack I was holding.
Before I could complain, a carriage quickly passed by in front of my eyes. It was clear that if Leniel hadn’t pulled me, I would have been hit hard.
I stopped breathing in surprise. As I was looking at the carriage moving away, Leniel smiled and said.
“If you get hit by a carriage, it’s the fault of the person who got hit.”
“What?”
“So take care of yourself, because no one will investigate it.”
“But if you make a fuss here, you’ll be deported, right?”
“If you make a fuss.”
Leniel dragged me and put me firmly next to him.
“That means, if you ask quietly, no one will care.”
Van Hell was a lawless area, a den of evil, and the home of Wayne Eyeore. I realized the weight of the word again.
…I’ll cancel what I said was my second hometown.
“As expected, general stores are the safest.”
After shaking, I got as close to Leniel as possible. Leniel laughed at me, but didn’t shake me off from his arm.
“When you go out, take Gilburton with you.”
“Gilburt? Isn’t he the escort of the boss?”
“Is he like that? He’s Wayne’s escort?”
“…Well, I thought so.”
“According to the information you know, Gilburton is Wayne’s escort?”
Sometimes, Leniel mercilessly hits the nail on the head. It was not just poking, but even twists and digs after poking.
When I shut my mouth and was silent, he said in a smiling voice.
“Gilburton is a subordinate who follows the boss’ orders.”
“The boss told Gilburton to protect me? Does the boss know me? But you said you wouldn’t introduce me.”
Leniel hesitated. But I was excited about the possibility of seeing Wayne, so I didn’t take his reaction unnatural.
“Is he coming to the general store?”
“… Do you want to see him that much?””
Leniel looked very dissatisfied.
Do you hate me connecting with your boss?
I frowned at Leniel.
Anyway, because he was so narrow-minded, he didn’t come out as a supporting actor even with a decent face.
“Of course! It said he was handsome!”
“Who is?”
“The boss!”
Wayne Eyeore, the villain, was also the sub-main character who competed with Dylan with Viviana in between. Naturally, he was a man who had the appearance to counter the male protagonist.
…Of course, there weren’t many proper appearances, so the description was relatively poor compared to Dylan, but he was a sub-main character!
Lenie had been frozen for a while in my strong tone.
“Well…”
“I heard silver hair is pretty and shiny. Is it?”
“…I think so.”
Unlike him, Leniel replied in an unconfident voice. What? You don’t even want to tell me what he looks like?
“It’s said that once you see it, you will never forget it. That’s why he doesn’t reveal his face to anyone.”
Leniel’s mouth trembled. It was a movement that could not hide its bad mood even though it was closed without knowing whether it was laughing or crying.
“The boss is unlikely to have met you before.”
“Right.”
If you’re as handsome as Dylan, you’d be amazing. And a handsome black magician with shiny silver hair!
But Leniel frowned and asked back.
“Do you like silver that much?”
“No, it’s not that I like it, but because it’s cool.”
“What about black hair?”
“Are you jealous of his beauty?””
Of course, I admit that Leniel’s appearance is fatal, but I can’t compare it to Wayne Eyeore, the villain of the work. Leniel’s a sub character! He didn’t even appear!
I looked at Leniel with ridiculous eyes.
“Why are you praising him so much when you don’t even know him?”
“So, are you saying that you’re not handsome?””
“…That’s right.”