Count's Youngest Son is a Warlock// novel translation

Chapter 125

Lucion took Hume's hand and hastily gathered his emotions.

"Is this good?

The black orb he had absorbed suddenly floated into thin air as he drew closer.

His lips burned as he wondered what if the same thing happened to him.

'...First of all, I don't hear any singing.'

[The black orb is in the hands of a prince, and there are death knights roaming around him].

Russell laughed in delight.

"A death knight...?

Lucion's gaze kept trying to move toward Russell's, even though he knew he couldn't see it thanks to Russell.

[It's strange to see him wandering around so openly even though he's clearly capable of being invisible, it's almost as if he's trying to alert the warlock to my location].

With a questioning voice, Bethel looked at the Death Knight, who was busy looking around as if searching for someone.

[I can't get that death knight].

Russell cut in at Lucion's wavering gaze.

The Death Knight's face was hidden by his helmet.

And even though they weren't corrupted, it was usually those who became Death Knights who didn't mask their true selves, those who had no desire for anything but purpose.

'You're too quick.'

I can't believe I missed you.

Lucion sighed and climbed into the carriage with Heint's help.

"Pleased to meet you, your highness. I am Lucion Cronia, youngest son of the Cronia."

Lucion's greeting was simple.

A prince, but a minor kingdom.

Lucion was a nobleman, but he was the youngest son of an Imperial Marquis.

He was in a position that not even an imperial prince could dare to assume.

"Yes. It is a pleasure, Saint. I am Brachion Myronist, first of the Myronists, and I cannot tell you how pleased I am that you have granted my request."

"The first?"

Lucion hid his surprise inside.

Kingdoms didn't always hereditary, but the Myronists were hereditary.

It was as if the next in line for the throne was visiting the empire.

[Are you sure there's a black orb, I've been preparing for it to jump out, but there's no reaction?]

There was no way Hume was lying, so Russell looked around the carriage.

The darkness didn't speak to him like it did last time, which made him even more puzzled.

[I wonder if it needs time to absorb the black orb].

Bethel breathed a sigh of relief, as she too had been wary of the black orb coming out.

-The black orb is here. Latta knows. Will she get it?

I don't know what Latta is looking at, but Russell stops her.

If she jumped out of this narrow carriage, she'd be seen.

[No, Latta, I'm sure it's in the magic pouch, and it would be hard to fetch it].

'In any case, it's obvious that the prince has the black orb, and what Bethel said about it taking time to absorb is plausible.'

Lucion thought, waiting for Brachion to speak first.