I Became the Villain's Trainer-Chapter 59

Chapter 59

‘This trading company looks good.’

Alexa picked the one with the blue moon flag without hesitation. Their symbol might be ominous, but it was just the right place to do secret works.

It’s not a place to do anything illegal, but a place with a fine line between legal and illegal. For Thersion that doesn’t follow any human ethical standards, it was the perfect company. They used to cover up Thersion’s darkness in the novel.

It would be the same this time. Besides, there is a reason why it had to be the trading company with the blue moon flag. Through ‘the event’ that is about to happen, they will emerge as the driving force.

‘Thinking about it now, it really is coming soon.’

Alexa’s eyes twitched slightly. She had been so overwhelmed lately that she had completely forgotten about the event that happens in winter.

Of course, a lot has changed, so the event might not even occur. But it’s always important to keep possibilities open. She realized she needed to prepare for ‘that event’.

Moreover, if ‘the event’ doesn’t happen, she should also find a way to open new opportunities for the Blue Moon Trading Company. There’s a lot to consider, but it is still the Blue Moon Trading Company. Alexa set aside her other thoughts and spoke up.

“I think Blue Moon Trading Company would be good.”

“Why do you think so?”

Carlisle, who had been silent all this time, asked. It wasn’t one of the largest trading companies he had his sights on, nor one that has a big name. They don’t sell anything special, so it was understandable why he was curious.

“Blue Moon Trading Company has a lot to do with Thersion. This company can bridge the gap between Thersion and humans.”

Alexa answered calmly. Since they believed Alexa to know the future, she figured she could be honest with them.

“The gap?”

“Thersion and humans are different. Blue Moon Trading Company is the only one that can make a center ground between them. They’re not entirely human either.”

“Hmm?”

Carlisle slightly tilted his head. Of course, he didn’t think that Thersion’s existence doesn’t mean there were no other non-human races as well.

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“They are elves, from the rare dark elf lineage. I heard that the Wolf God also came from the darkness and returned to the light. Since they came from the same source, I believe that they would have a good understanding with each other.

Visten nodded in agreement at Alexa’s calm explanation.

“From the darkness...”

Carlisle muttered. Alexa’s words were accurate. If they were truly a dark elf lineage, then coexistence with Thersion would be fine like Alexa said. Furthermore, they may be not as unethical as Thersion, but it shouldn’t be too hard on them to clean after Thersion. Alexa made the best choice. It didn’t need to be a big trading company. They can grow from there, and situations could always change. But....

‘She wasn’t completely naïve.’

Carlisle turned to Alexa and knew exactly what she meant even though she indirectly said it. It was the only trading company that could cover up Thersion’s brutal side.

* * *

In the meantime.

In the Imperial Palace, every piece of furniture in the office was shattered due to the Emperor’s violent outburst, and an attendant, injured by something thrown by the Emperor, was struggling to wipe the blood flowing from his forehead with a handkerchief. The Emperor, who had created this chaotic scene, glared out the window, gritting his teeth. He fumbled through his pockets for a cigar, lighting it himself in his impatience, instead of waiting for the servant to do it as usual.

“D**n it.”

The Emperor, who had been muttering crude curses, threw the flint aside. His hand, holding the cigar, was trembling uncontrollably. He couldn’t tell whether it was rage or fear. The five knights he had sent to Thersion returned as cold corpses. His eyes glistened with an unusual, intense fury. The source of the Emperor’s rage was Thersion’s audacious actions.

The corpses of the five knights served as a grim warning from Thersion: never again should anyone dare challenge their walls. The incident had triggered the Emperor’s deep-seated insecurities, resulting in this outburst. The Emperor crushed the cigar onto the now-destroyed desk. He gestured to the servants, who had been waiting for his anger to subside, to clean up the room and then issued his command.

“Fetch Girion.”

Girion: Girion who lives in the alley, Girion the Alley Sweeper, Girion the Garbage Man – there were countless names for him. He belongs to the Emperor and the one doing all the dirty work for the Emperor. Whenever the Emperor wanted to stone a concubine who had committed corruption or discipline a child who defied his wishes, he called upon Girion. Occasionally, even if the Emperor simply wanted a woman for a day, without any titles, he would summon Girion.

Girion was the one used for such tasks.

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

The attendant wiped the blood from his face with his hand and left the room. He gritted his teeth. He may be an attendant, but he’s also a Count’s second son. He was only staying at the Emperor’s side for a chance of promotion, but he doesn’t deserve this treatment. The servants rushed to him with surprised faces.

“Sir Donovan!”

“D**n it.”

The servants helped him up as he staggered. They quickly wiped the blood on his face with handkerchiefs and carried Donovan to his bedroom. As they called for a doctor, Donovan grabbed one of the busy servants and spoke.

“The Emperor wants Girion. Find that trash and quickly bring him before the Emperor!”

“Yes, Sir.”

The servant quickly ran out. Donovan tossed the handkerchief on his forehead.

‘I should have listened to my father.’

Donovan clenched his teeth. Originally, Count Cheneloff’s ambitions were directed elsewhere, not towards the Emperor. The Cheneloff family had been intertwined with the beginnings of Temperch. The family had a private study accessible only to the Family Head, where the history and secrets of the empire lay hidden. Count Cheneloff had declared that there was no future with the Imperial Family. He claimed that an unqualified, false Emperor was ruining the country.

Count Cheneloff had been secretly gathering people. At first, Donovan thought Count Cheneloff was mad, or perhaps he planned to select one of the princes to establish them as Emperor. But he realized it was neither of these. Count Cheneloff was actually trying to make the country bumpkins Thersion as Emperor?

The problems that would arise if a noble became Emperor were all too clear. Anyone would likely step forward to claim the throne. Donovan had the same concerns.

[‘I’d rather be the Emperor!’]

Donovan couldn’t forget the scornful looks from his father and older brother as he had shouted in frustration. Seeing their expressions made him realize that what he was dealing with was madness that could plunge the country into disaster, so he returned to the Imperial Palace immediately. Even now, whenever he encountered his father at court, he received looks of disdain. It was only now that Donovan was starting to think that maybe his father had been right after all.

The Emperor was insane. His emotions were nothing more than a tangled mess of inferiority. Donovan couldn’t understand why the Emperor harbored such intense hostility toward Thersion. Furthermore, Thersion was a necessary sword and shield for the empire, and the Emperor’s obsession with destroying them was baffling.

Perhaps…

‘The rightful title belongs to the House Thersion and not House Temperch.’

Maybe his father was right. Donovan ordered the servants.

“Pack my things. I’m going home.”

There is no future for this Imperial Family. The Emperor had no interest in caring for and improving his country. His attention was centered on how to kill Thersion. It suddenly occurred to him that he might as well bet on his father, even if he’s mad.

For the sake of this country, Temperch! The problem was more and more people were leaving the Temperch Imperial Family like Donovan. The wheels of fate had already begun to turn – quietly, and discreetly. Only Alexa seemed to sense it.

* * *

Today is the day of class with Karrolf. Karrolf held a box full of candies, caramels, and chocolates that he had bought on his way here.

“I picked these myself, Alexa. I thought a lot about it... so I just put everything in.”

The large, somewhat clumsy adult stood in the quaint dessert shop for a long time, looking troubled as they pondered over what to choose. In the end, unable to decide on what they liked, they simply decided to take one of everything.

“Thank you, Master!”

Karrolf’s mouth spread into a broad smile. Lately, just seeing Alexa’s cheerful face made him feel overwhelmed with happiness. He wanted to spend every day studying and researching with her.

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T/N: As long as time allows it, there will be 2-3 advanced Chapters every three days. One advance Chapter will be unlocked every four days.