Raising Villains the Right Way Novel - Chapter 300
C300. Divine Land (3)
It had been about two weeks since Alon left Greynifra.
“My Lord Marquis.”
“What is it?”
“Do you plan to rest a little longer this time?”
On the way back to the Marquis’s estate.
While absentmindedly enjoying the sunlight, Alon remained silent at Evan’s question before clearing his throat.
“…Well, I’m not sure.”
Of course, after having gone all the way to the East, he felt he should rest, even if just a little.
But the reason he couldn’t answer lightly was precisely because of the Sin.
He had heard that the Sin was manifesting.
He had faced it in person.
And from now on, he still had to face three other Sins.
In other words, he couldn’t afford to be too comfortable.
‘How did I end up like this…’
Alon looked into the distance, at the faraway mountains.
If he thought about it, he just wanted to live the quiet life of a noble, but somehow—
“Why are you sighing all of a sudden?”
“No, it’s just that… I wanted to live a quiet life eating sweet potatoes, and I wonder how I ended up like this.”
“?”
Evan showed a question mark over his head at Alon’s mumble.
“?”
[?]
[?]
Similarly, Penia, Blackie, and Basiliora—who was lying on top of Blackie—also looked at him with bewildered expressions.
“…Why are you looking at me with those faces?”
Alon was confused by their reaction.
“No, it’s just that….”
[Because it’s absurd….]
“I think so too…”
The atmosphere became a bit awkward.
Alon cleared his throat a couple of times and spoke.
“Be that as it may, I am sure I am getting closer to my dream.”
“With what face do you say that while fighting monsters capable of wiping out half a province in a single strike? What part of that fits with a peaceful noble life?”
“Well…”
Alon was about to answer that he had to finish off the Sins to live without threats, but he swallowed those words.
If he said it out loud, he would need to explain too many things.
Therefore.
“No, never mind.”
“What was that? You were going to say it and then stopped.”
Without responding to Evan’s complaint, Alon recalled what Rine had told him earlier.
“Incomplete half…”
Rine had explained to Alon that divinity and sorcery were like a puzzle: even with a single piece it could be used, but only with both was it perfectly complete.
‘To be honest, I still don’t fully understand it…’
Until now, Alon had used magic and divinity simultaneously.
But it had never occurred to him that the two were alike.
From the start, magic and divinity were two completely distinct forces.
Even the simple fact that magic used mana and divinity used holy power separated them completely.
‘Of course, if we talk about formulas, both extract previously constructed laws, so in form, they might be somewhat similar.’
But in essence, they were different forces, so Rine’s words didn’t quite click for him. In fact, she had only told him what the priorities were, but not exactly how divinity and magic related or how they would help each other.
‘Strictly speaking, I never opened it… I suppose.’
A somewhat delicate matter.
Even so, Alon decided to follow Rine’s words for two main reasons.
First, he knew that the library inside her mind contained no lies, only absolute truth.
And second, he also intuited that integrating his divinities would be of enormous help.
‘If I can only use two divinities, and I could integrate them to employ them together, it would be much more useful than now.’
Alon recalled the puzzle of magic and divinity that neither Kylus nor Sparrow knew about and organized his next task.
The first thing was to create the Divine Land (Shinto) that Rine spoke of.
Of course, there were also secondary tasks, like gathering believers or forming a knight order. But first, he had to create the Divine Land.
The second was to find the Observer, as he heard in the East.
‘In any case, let’s start with the Divine Land.’
Declaring it wasn’t difficult.
He could do it even now.
The problem was the space where to create it.
‘I have to discuss this.’
As the holder of the title of Marquis of the Kingdom of Asteria, Alon needed the King’s permission to declare a Divine Land in nearby territory.
……Although even if he did it without permission, there probably wouldn’t be consequences.
Still, it was better to confirm it.
‘I’ll have to go to the Kingdom of Asteria.’
Alon finished organizing his mental agenda.
“By the way, my Lord Marquis.”
“What is it?”
“Now that I see it… what is that?”
Evan pointed to Alon’s chest.
There was a badge with a green gem embedded in it.
“It’s something I received from Rine.”
“Oh, really?”
“She said it was a gift.”
Before leaving Fildegrin, Rine had earnestly asked him to wear it.
As Alon remembered it, he looked at the green badge.
“I see.”
Evan watched it fascinated for a good while and then shrugged.
After several weeks of travel, Alon finally returned to his territory, the Palatio Marquisate.
“My-my Lord Marquis—!”
“Alexion?”
As soon as he entered the residence, he found Alexion running toward him with a pale face.
“His Majesty, the King… is waitin…!”
“……What?”
While catching his breath, Alexion blurted out the surprising news.
“It’s hard to see your face.”
“I have no excuses.”
As soon as he entered the office and saw Siyan, Alon bowed his head deeply.
In reality, he should have stopped by Teria right after visiting Rosario.
“Did you have urgent business?”
Facing the personal presence of the King, Alon cleared his throat uncomfortably.
“……Yes, a little—”
“Mmhm—”
Siyan observed him intently.
But she soon said:
“Well, it’s fine. It doesn’t look good to constantly ask someone busy to come all the way to where I am.”
“Thank you for understanding.”
Siyan leaned back comfortably as if it were no big deal, and Alon bowed his head again before asking:
“But, Your Majesty, what brings you to this remote place…?”
He seemed calm on the outside, but in reality, he was very intrigued.
Normally, a King was the one who summoned, not the one who went. Except for important meetings, they never moved personally.
Siyan shrugged as if it were nothing major.
“Various things. As you know, the Kingdom Union is quite noisy these days.”
“…Because of the Abyssal Cores, right?”
Siyan nodded.
“Yes, that’s why a meeting was convened. I don’t know how much this matter worries you, but the situation is serious.”
Alon realized once again the damage the Abyssal Cores were causing.
If the kings of all countries were meeting, it meant the damage was truly serious.
‘Even if I eliminate the Sins, will the future continue to deteriorate…?’
While Alon was thinking about that—
“So, when do you plan to tell me the story?”
Siyan broke the silence.
“The one about Rosario. I came all the way here to hear it, are you going to keep me waiting?”
With a playful smile, Siyan looked at him.
“I will tell you right now.”
Alon began to narrate what happened in Rosario, and Siyan listened attentively.
“I see.”
“Yes.”
“Actually, I had already heard what happened in Rosario.”
She said suddenly.
“Ah… yes….”
Alon wasn’t too surprised either; he already assumed Siyan would be informed.
But as he nodded shyly, Siyan’s smiling expression suddenly turned serious.
“You are surprisingly slow-witted.”
“Pardon?”
“At times like this, you should ask why, if I already knew, I came to hear the story again.”
Scolding him suddenly.
“…If I had asked, what would Your Majesty have answered?”
Alon played along belatedly.
“That it was an excuse to come see you.”
With her fingers twirling in the air, Siyan replied mischievously.
Alon went blank for an instant.
Normally he would have let that kind of comment slide, but…
Recently, he had heard similar things from Rine very often, so he couldn’t help but overthink it.
Seeing Alon freeze up, Siyan let out an amused chuckle.
“What do you think?”
“…What do you mean?”
“This conversation.”
The question continued, and Alon felt confused.
He didn’t know how to answer.
“Speak without pressure.”
In the end, Alon answered honestly.
“With your permission… it gave me the impression that you wished for me to interpret it… quite consciously.”
Then Siyan, still smiling, said:
“Oh, really?”
“Yes.”
“Let me tell you something: that was something you said.”
She leaned forward.
“……Me? I said it?”
“Yes.”
“Don’t tell me…”
Alon opened his eyes in surprise.
“I said it in your memories?”
“Exactly. And with a very cheeky smile, by the way.”
His face heated up for no reason.
…He briefly wondered what on earth “he” had done in her memories.
But then—
“?”
Alon noticed that Siyan, who was laughing a moment ago, now seemed deep in thought.
It seemed she had remembered something.
“…Your Majesty?”
When Alon called her cautiously, she came back to her senses and cleared her throat.
“Ahem— Anyway, I came to see you for various reasons. Taking advantage of the meeting, telling you about the memories that have returned, you know.”
Having said that, she rose from the seat.
“Well, I’m leaving. I would like to keep talking, and also take a look at the interesting things happening in this territory… But if I delay any longer, I’ll be late for the meeting.”
But Alon stopped her for a moment.
“Your Majesty, if it isn’t a bother… could you spare me a little more time?”
And he spoke about the Divine Land (Shinto).
In short, Alon managed to get Siyan to grant him a piece of wasteland to use as Divine Land.
It was a day away from the Palatio Marquisate.
“Haa—”
Back in his office, Alon let out a long sigh.
The unexpected agenda—nothing less than an audience with the King—had mentally exhausted him.
He slumped into the chair and rested.
The next day—
“Has Penia already left for the Society?”
“Yes.”
“I see.”
Alon sighed lightly as he bit into the toast Evan had brought him.
‘…Now I can finally breathe.’
At last, a peaceful atmosphere.
Perhaps it was a luxury to take this break, but after having been so busy, Alon had decided to relax for at least one day.
Suddenly, he felt a commotion greater than usual and looked down.
“??”
He saw a strange scene.
It was—
A mass of people filling from the interior of the Marquis Palatio’s castle to the outer wall.
No, strictly speaking, they weren’t ordinary people.
‘Elves… and lizardmen…?’
There was a gigantic crowd of different races filling the entire territory of the Marquis.
“Evan.”
“Yes, my Lord Marquis?”
“…What is all that?”
Evan followed the direction of his finger, was just as surprised, and then—
“Ah.”
He remembered something he had discussed with Alexion the previous day.
“…I believe they are applicants for the entrance exam of the Holy Knight Order. It’s today.”
“The order…?”
“Yes, you said to post an announcement, remember?”
“That is true, I did, but—”
Alon looked again at the scene so crowded it gave the impression it would explode.
‘….I didn’t want this many people to come.’
…But he didn’t finish the sentence.
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