Upon hearing my question, Faust’s face hardened.

“Villain Alliance… … Are you talking?”

“Yes. Didn’t you join hands with the Villain Alliance?”

According to my experience, Faust at this time joins hands with the Villain Alliance.

To be precise, Faust may feel unfair because he entrusted the request to the Villains Union for personal reasons… … .

In the end, what was it that held hands?

“Faust. Are my son’s words true?”

At my words, my father’s voice sank low, and I felt the temperature around me drop.

The leader of Carlione, who has recently been in conflict with the Villain Alliance, not anyone else.

It could be seen as justified anger.

Is that all?

“Aren’t they the ones who recently terrorized the Seoul Hero Academy?”

“Dr. Faust, no one else, joined hands with those people?”

Most of the people gathered here are not righteous people, but they each have their own pride. Some even have children or relatives attending the Seoul Hero Academy.

Sensing the atmosphere around him, Faust, realizing that the situation was taking a strange turn, waved his hand and said:

“There seems to be a bit of a misunderstanding. I tried to tell others slowly later, but… … Now that things have come to this, I have no choice but to introduce them now.”

clap clap-

A bird that was roaming around the garden at the same time he clapped his hands briefly.

No, one of the fairies he thought was a bird flew in and landed on his shoulder.

“Is it my turn already? Is this my introduction?”

“… … It must not be an exciting atmosphere right now.”

“But isn’t it a festival?! Festivals should be fun!”

The tone and gestures of a tomboy.

However, if there was a difference from the other fairies floating around in the air, unlike other fairies that emitted bright light from their bodies, it was that black light was leaking softly around her body.

“Let me introduce you. Carlione Jr. just said… … And the executive of the Villain Alliance, whom I was briefly indebted to this time. The guild leader who runs the guild Midsummer. Peak.”

“Hi everyone! My name is Peak, the Black Fairy! side! side!”

Yes.

The fairy who is enthusiastically blowing a palm kiss to the audience over there is a high-ranking executive of the current Villain Union.

It was a name called a fallen fairy.

“… … Midsommar. is it.”

The energy of the father who noticed that it was not Plague begins to fade little by little.

Perhaps, Peak’s appearance and personality played a role in his father’s reaction to this extent.

That’s because Peak was a very heterogeneous being.

“Ahh! Don Callione! It’s okay to be angry! Is not it!”

She approached, sweeping her chest as if she was glad to see her father’s expression softened a little.

“I hear Plague has been messing with the people of Don lately? I asked you to tell me that our commander-in-chief is very sorry about that! I don’t know how difficult it is… … Well! I hate Plague, that bastard!”

Suddenly, she comes right in front of her nose and excites her opinion, then stretches out her small hand toward her father.

“So. shall we not fight? Don Callione!”

Perhaps he understood her personality with just that short conversation, and after exhaling to refresh the atmosphere, he carefully held her hand.

“… … Try.”

“yes! great!”

Most of all, the stories she had been piling up must have played an important role in her father’s handshake.

A group of fairies led by Peak, ‘Midsommar’.

Their purpose of relaying fairies wherever they are needed is to protect animals and nature.

However, what sets her apart from other fairies is that she is willing to take any drastic action for the sake of a purpose.

What happened recently is probably… … Poachers trying to catch a protected species were made to drink frenzy powder and shoot each other?

It was an ambiguous group to call it truly evil.

However, there were many acts of force outside of public authority, which led to the overthrow of administrative units, so even though they were designated as ‘villains’.

Is that all?

The overwhelming power of her fairy corps, seen on the front lines, was quite strong, so it was not strange that she was an executive of the villain alliance.

“I’m glad it went well. I have a new drug in development, and I need help with it and fairies to brighten up this party, so I asked for her help.”

Saying that, Faust glanced at me.

“It’s my fault for not telling you about it, even though it would have been sensitive to the villain alliance because of the recent incident. I would like to take this opportunity to apologize. Don Callione.”

Seeing him lower his head, his father accepts his apology with a short bow of his head.

Of course you should apologize

In my opinion, if we hadn’t talked about it first, it would have been obvious that we would have shamelessly pretended not to know until the end.

However, since I received an apology and fulfilled my purpose, I decided to stop the exposition battle at this point.

Because of the recent incident, those around me should have guessed what kind of person I am in Carlione and what kind of abilities I have.

I showed off my information power by saying that I knew the information that no one except the people involved knew of course, and showed off how much my father cared for me.

In other words. He proudly declared, ‘If you touch me, are you ready to interview Carlione?’

In fact, I was able to see that even those who had not shown much interest in me until recently were showing interest in me one by one, so this was a satisfactory result.

“now! It looks like everyone who hasn’t come yet has come, so why don’t we start the party soon? I’m hungry because I haven’t eaten yet!”

Peak clapping and shouting to raise the sunken atmosphere again.

“ruler! music!”

Peek shouts and points to the band that has stopped playing, and the music that had been cut off begins to magically begin.

“And dance!”

This time, as she pointed to the sky and shouted, the fairies that floated around her started flying through the air laughing.

“Last drink!”

Pan–!

With an aura that spreads widely, the piled up champagne begins to move and begins to fly toward those whose hands are empty.

Truly, mana utilization beyond common sense.

“Happy Walpurgis!”

The real party was finally about to begin.

* * *

After greeting Faust, I headed to the seat pre-assigned by the fairies.

At the same time, numerous gazes felt from the surroundings.

At this my father sighed and looked at me and said,

“Looks like this father is going to be pretty busy.”

Others had already begun to look at him in order to talk to him and say hello.

“Some people might be interested in you… … Maybe if you’re with this father, you’ll be more bothered. How can you even look around?”

“I will.”

I was thinking about how to get out of my seat, but thanks to that, I was able to get around more easily.

Powerful people who can shake the area just by moving one by one.

It was an opportunity to meet these people, but it was a loss to stay in one place.

“Oh, don’t eat cocktails recklessly.”

“… … Would you like some wine?”

“Wine is fine.”

“Yes.”

I was finally allowed to leave after getting permission to do wine, but not champagne.

Sometimes when I look at this side of myself, I wonder if I’m overprotective.

The interior of the forest, where the party started, looked like something out of a fairy tale.

A banquet to share with many people while drinking elegantly in a forest where fairies and witches fly around.

To the extent that I wonder if this is the kind of banquet in the woods that most of us dreamed of as children.

“Now, shall we see how many familiar faces have come?”

Even as a player, getting invited to ‘Walpurgis Night’ in the early days was impossible without doing something crazy.

Even though it’s just the beginning, you’re invited to a gathering of world-famous giants?

‘Actually, it’s not easy no matter how good your skills are unless you’re lucky.’

Or do something really ‘crazy’.

Well, I’m not going to be the latter, so in this case, I think both luck and skill worked for me.

Enjoying the pleasure of filling in the data that was lacking for me, I look around.

‘The floor of one person, one evil? That person is still there at this time. Isn’t that an Indian chief active in North America? All kinds of people really came.’

When I was looking around the party while enjoying the scenery that was like heaven for me.

“yes?”

I found a familiar face.

Pale skin more than others. Jet black hair swept back and red eyes. A man wearing a wrinkled Jabot, which is common in medieval dramas.

“Dwitch road network.”

He, the head of the Rodman family, could be seen staring somewhere, wet his lips with red liquid wine.

Certainly, it wasn’t strange that the man was at ‘Walpurgis Night’.

That’s also true, because the ‘Rodman’ family, which he is the head of, has been widely known for its prestige and notoriety from the past until now.

In other words, it is an existence that can be said to be a deceased figure of ‘Walpurgis Night’.

But where are you looking?

If he’s staring at it that hard, it must mean that there’s something there that will touch his heart or interest him.

I turned my head to follow his gaze.

“under.”

What is it, was it our table to see?

His gaze was fixed on his father’s table, surrounded by others, greeting and chatting.

Not friendly, but rather hostile eyes.

How dare you look at our table with those eyes?

… … OK, decided.

As I slowly walk to the table where he is, his gaze finally turns to me, perhaps feeling the presence.

“Earl of Dwitch Lordman. Are you right?”

First of all, start with a friendly smile and be kind.

“That’s right, but… … I never thought that the Prince of Carlione would know me.”

He turned his head and raised the corner of his mouth, as if he had seen what had happened with Faust earlier.

However, the vigilance is still felt in the eyes. I felt the need to approach a little more cautiously.

“Because I love the anecdotes about Count Dewich Rodmang. for example… … In the past, there was a time when you single-handedly blocked a runaway dungeon in the Northern Forest of Romania. There is something about the anecdote about the nameless forest being called the Red Forest after that, which makes a man’s heart boil.”

“Hoo?”

He turned his body completely towards me with a look of surprise at my enthusiastic explanation.

It meant that his attention had finally turned to me.

“Not many people know about that anecdote even in Romania. You really seem to know a lot about me.”

“Yeah, I also had quite a few different times. The Count’s story felt very cool at the time.”

blood and carnage. and the nobility and the dark race.

Vampires, which are a collection of keywords that are really middle-aged and middle-aged, are naturally a favored race as a player.

Thanks to him, I know a lot of information about him.

Well, this was the start.

Now that I’ve shown you this kind of favor, he won’t mind talking to me more.

When I was naturally leading the conversation and calculating how to rip something out of him and how to humiliate him in an appropriate way.

“father. As you said, talk to Gary France… … uh?”

“ah.”

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