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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: Vine
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He left the mansion, having secured a triple reward.
He could have gotten away with double if the Count hadn’t doubted him, but his suspicion had just made things more profitable.
Of course, it was understandable that the Count would be suspicious. An unknown person claiming they could solve the problem in a day?
Luke knew the truth, so he could be confident.
“You’re amazing, Luke. Bargaining with a noble…”
“They’re just people.”
They shouldn’t be underestimated.
Everyone was the same when faced with hardship.
“Oh, oh…”
“?”
They heard a voice. A short, chubby man was staring at them.
Or rather, at Luna.
“The… the beautiful lady… May I ask for your name?”
That voice made him want to throw up.
And he had already asked her, why was he asking for permission after the fact?
This was it.
This was where he’d said the exact same lines from the novel.
The guy was exactly as he remembered.
The vampire request he was now on was supposed to result in the disappearance of the investigating adventurers, turned into food for the vampire.
Then Arthur and the heroines would come to deal with the awakened Vampire Queen.
The trash guard and this womanizer had also been there, and the womanizer had been slapped in the face by Tia and Riche for hitting on them.
But the funny thing was, he was supposed to be a hopeless romantic.
He hit on any woman he deemed attractive, but his heart belonged to one, he’d go to great lengths to please the woman of his choice.
The problem was, he was ugly, and his sleazy actions pushed people away.
He and that guard, if they had any sense, they would run away if either Tia or Riche, daughters of dukes, used their family’s influence.
But the moment they stepped into the academy, their families’ support became unreliable.
They couldn’t rely on the family to support them. If they were to get caught, they would get teased and would end up quitting the academy.
“I’m Haiven Devon. Would you join me for a meal?”
He only cared about women, so he thought he was safe, but he had forgotten how beautiful Luna was.
He wouldn’t have come here if he had remembered that he was in this particular arc, but it was too late.
Luna looked at the man with disgust.
She was showing emotions she usually didn’t.
She had probably intended to scold him, but she didn’t. She was still a bit of a pushover.
“Sorry, but I’m with him.”
Luna hid behind him.
Why was his slave hiding behind him?
She should be confronting him.
But still, she had refused the young lord.
She was different from before.
The man turned his gaze to him, frowning.
Luke frowned back.
“Who are you?”
“Your daddy’s employee.”
“W-what?”
What was the highest rank in the estate? The Count, of course. Maybe there were Dukes and Marquesses in the Empire, but he was the big shot in his own territory.
Living like a spoiled brat was proof of that. The guy was still unaware of the realities of the world.
“Oh, right. My father said he hired some adventurers.”
He barely cared about his own estate.
The guy would become the head of the estate soon, and he acted like this, the future of the estate looked bleak.
It was probably better if the lineage just ended there.
“So you’re a commoner. How dare you stand so tall before me?”
This was why he hated the womanizer arc.
The readers hated it too.
He’d act like a jerk and keep force-feeding readers with endless frustrations, then the resolution would be unsatisfying.
He would flirt with any woman he found attractive, but he turned hostile to any man.
“Luna, what if I made him look like the culprit and I secretly did it?”
“That’s a good idea.”
Luna, usually calm and composed, was clearly angry about the unwanted advances.
“You! How dare you speak to her before me?!”
He had clearly missed some proper parental guidance.
And the rolls of fat…
Isaac Devon had some muscles. He looked fit and capable.
His son, on the other hand, was just lazy. He was like a balloon with a human face.
“You’re unpopular because you act like a loser.”
“W-what?!”
“You dare talk to my master like that!”
Were they all the same? Were they just putting on a show?
“I’m Isaac Devon’s eldest son! If I tell my father, you’ll lose your head!”
“Go ahead.”
He was acting like he was the client.
He just had to punch him once. He would be the hero, the savior of countless readers, including his past self.
He took a step forward, but…
“Halt! I won’t tolerate any more misbehavior!”
“He’s the one misbehaving.”
“You’re being rude!”
The guards finally stepped in, drawing their swords.
“Luna, this is why information is important. If these guards knew what happened to the other guards at the mansion, they wouldn’t have drawn their swords.”
“You’re right about that.”
They didn’t know their place. The things nobles said didn’t apply here.
“Commoner! A duel! If you win, she’s yours!”
He wasn’t even going to fight.
He was asking for a duel so he could steal someone’s slave.
“Go, Lunamon! I choose you!”
“…I don’t like it.”
“A slave should do as they’re told.”
What would it feel like to be beaten by the woman he liked? Would it be like a nerdy kid getting rejected by the girl they had a crush on?
He had never felt that, he would ask the pig later.
Luna reluctantly drew her sword.
Her lips quirked upwards, she was probably looking forward to beating the pig up.
Luna beat up the guards, just like he had expected, and they were just lying there on the ground.
She wasn’t from modern times, so she couldn’t create a Galaxy Fold.
They approached the man.
“Luna. Should I hit him? Or you?”
“I will. If you hit him, his face won’t be the same.”
“Good call.”
Luna put her sword away and approached the man, who stumbled back.
He screamed:
“You think you can get away with this?!”
He was being hostile to him, not her.
“If I tell my father…!”
*Smack!*
That looked like it hurt.
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Luna’s corruption ark