110: Chapter 75 If I Had Known Boys Could Also Be…_3 110: Chapter 75 If I Had Known Boys Could Also Be…_3 Azeryan looked astonished, “Who are you?”
Leon hastily introduced his companions to Miss Elena’s trusted friend.
After explaining Kovis’ identity, Leon turned to him, somewhat surprised, “You can actually come and go freely in the embassy?”
“After so many years of obedience and endurance, there is finally some reward.
In Pilireno’s eyes, I’m as tame as a pet.”
Kovis replied while drawing his arm back under his cloak, tightening it in front of him.
Then he found an empty chair and sat down in front of everyone.
“Learning that ‘Aleya’ had refused my master, I gave him an excuse, claiming I would come and try to convince you.
After all, my face should be somewhat more persuasive than Pilireno’s imposing visage,” the blond young man said with self-derision, lowering his eyelids.
Indeed, thought Leon.
The youth’s appearance was androgynously beautiful, outshining even Azeryan, and in the previous world, it would have made countless strange aunts scream.
However, now that he knew of Pilireno’s bad habits, he could only feel immense sympathy for this fellow’s plight, unable to imagine how he had endured it all.
In a world where the strong prey on the weak and no powerful moral order exists, being good-looking was often not a blessing, for both men and women alike.
Leon couldn’t help but feel fortunate that his own looks were perfectly average.
“So, what brings you to us?” Leon sensed that this young man, who had been bound by the Magic Curse for years, seemed not to have given up on the chance for freedom.
“I came to see your determination.”
If you have already been discouraged, naturally, I won’t put my slim hopes on you,” the blond youth answered indifferently.
“You’re willing to help us?” Lokhak interjected, surprised.
Compared to the three people’s wild guessing, this attendant, who knew Pilireno inside out, would greatly increase the chances of success if he turned against him.
“It’s not just about helping you; it’s also about helping myself.
But before that, I need to see what you’re capable of,” the blond youth said noncommittally.
“Wait, if I may be so bold, since you’ve borne it for so many years and gained his trust, haven’t you ever tried to find an opportunity to kill him?” Leon asked, puzzled.
He didn’t want to offend the other, but when it came to assassination opportunities, the intimacy of the bedroom arguably provided the most chances for a surprise attack.
“Of course I haven’t tried, because numerous servants have already shown a bloody lesson with their lives.”
Kovis’s eyes flickered with sadness as he began to explain to the three men before him: “How long do you think it might take to completely extinguish a common person’s consciousness with ordinary means like swords and crossbows?
And how much time does it take for a mage to trigger the Blood Oath Curse with just a thought?
Swords, crossbows, poisons, incapacitating drugs, assassinations, and tricks are commonplace among the deceptive Mages of Athias.
Such methods, lethal to common folk, can hardly penetrate the defenses that mages maintain day and night.
Let alone killing Pilireno instantly before he can react and activate the ‘Blood Oath Curse.'”
Leon frowned, catching the key point in his words: “Defenses maintained day and night?
Does he even protect himself with magic when he’s sleeping?”
Do you plan to assassinate him while he rests?”
Kovis sighed helplessly and then queried, “Although I don’t hold much hope for you, the Guardian Magic in the courtyard, that wasn’t your doing, was it?”
Leon clarified once more without hesitation, eagerly selling out the suspicious minstrel who had guided him through the secret passage: “Didn’t I already tell you?
If we really must investigate, that minstrel who was invited to the wedding is more likely to blame.
Wasn’t it also Elena who said the person she has been seeing these days was Galliard, who had been crouched on the wall, telling her stories?”
The magic that had been tampered with happened to be in that very location.
Since it wasn’t him, beyond Galliard, Leon could think of no other.
The blond youth shook his head: “Before coming here, I searched carefully—The Felcon Family had not invited a minstrel named Galliard to the feast.
And the castle servants who manage the reception and accommodations have not seen any minstrel with mustard trousers and a handlebar mustache.”
Leon raised an eyebrow at this news.
Ah, so that fellow had also sneakily mingled in, just like the rest of them.
Surely no one would invite such a vile minstrel to their son’s wedding.
No wonder Galliard knew the hidden pathways and crevices in the walls; perhaps, that was the very route he’d used to sneak in.
“Frankly, you’re so concerned about the one who disrupted your so-called Guardian Magic because you think…
he has a better chance of helping you kill Pilireno?” Leon began to understand why the other was so fixated on this.
If he commands such profound magic, it’s impossible that he doesn’t possess powerful Attack Magic.
If he can seize the moment when Pilireno’s defenses are down, such a Spellcaster would surely have a way to kill him instantly,” Kovis nodded, admitting he had always hoped for strong outside help over the years.
“You just mentioned that mages like Pilireno are protected by magic even in their sleep, what kind of ‘opportunity’ are you referring to…?” Azeryan, who had been listening silently, suddenly felt a premonition of doom and asked.
The blond youth smiled enigmatically and then turned to look at the anxious noble’s son.
“Just as you’re thinking…”
“For Pilireno, there’s only one time when he would temporarily remove some of his Defense Magic…
How else could he enjoy the pleasure of touch?”
Azeryan looked at Kovis with a strange gaze, his whole body tensing, and he shrank back into his chair.