Reincarnated Dragon Goes to the Academy!

Chapter 163 : Filial Piety.

Liwol, who knew that Stun had come to find Pamela, encouraged Pamela, saying that it was a good thing, contrary to his expectations.

"I don't like the Resurrection Cult. Wouldn't it be enough to just help people like this?"

"That's good too, but I think it would be better to listen to that person named Stun."

"Why?"

She was disappointed in Liwol. Even though she hadn't told him the details, she had clearly said she didn't like the Resurrection Cult, but for him to tell her to listen to Stun...

"Think about it carefully. Of course, you feel rewarded by helping people now, but Rieberk is a small country. The number of people you can help in a small country is limited."

"..."

"But they are already doing a lot of things, from orphanages to helping the homeless. What if your power is added to that?"

To add power to them? She hated it so much it made her teeth chatter.

"I love seeing you help people. And thanks to you, I'm enjoying all of this."

"Liwol. We agreed not to say things like that."

Whenever he had a chance, Liwol would tell Pamela about his position and express his gratitude.

A story that started with 'I would never have been able to enjoy this if it weren't for you' and always ended with 'Compared to that, I am such an insignificant person'.

Pamela hated that.

"But... it's true. I boasted that I would protect you, but in reality, you are protecting me."

"Liwol..."

"But if I join hands with them, I might also have something to do. Of course, it's nothing compared to what you do, but I might be of some help."

Liwol looked up at Pamela with sad eyes.

"And there's something I've been thinking about..."

Liwol began to list at length the good things that would happen if they joined the Resurrection Cult.

"So... how about we start charging money from now on?"

"Charge money?"

As Pamela asked with wide eyes, Liwol lowered his eyes and said weakly.

"Yes. I don't want you to overwork yourself without any compensation, Lady Pamela. And you said you wanted to build many orphanages and help children."

"Ah..."

At Liwol's answer, Pamela thought. How could there be such a deep-hearted person?

"Instead, we'll only charge a little money. How about 3 gold a month? And we'll also sell holy water to those who need it."

"But I..."

It wasn't a bad idea. If people paid a membership fee and that money started to accumulate, it would surely be a great help in building orphanages or running them.

"I know. That you're reluctant."

Liwol looked down at the floor with a sad expression.

"But... I'm so sad that I can't be of any help to you. I hate myself for being like this."

Still, she hated the Resurrection Cult.

'The Resurrection Cult is...'

If she joined the Resurrection Cult, she felt like she would become the same kind of person as the cult leader. No, she would have to be seen as a completely identical person.

"Let's change the name. A new name, not the Resurrection Cult."

As if he had read her mind.

"I think it would be good to have a new name. You haven't been resurrected... and you're a completely different person from the cult leader."

"Ah."

Hearing those words, she felt that if she had a new name, it would really be like that.

"Just think of it as using them. Pamela. You're a good person. You're using them to help the pitiful."

Liwol, who had sat down close to her, whispered in her ear.

'Right. I'm using them.'

For the pitiful. For those who need help.

***

Lucas, who had visited Rieberk again after a while, tilted his head at the new flags everywhere.

'What is that?'

It was not the crest of any noble family or royalty.

On the pure white flag was a woman kneeling and clasping her hands together.

"Applications for membership in the Saintess's Society are this way!"

Lucas moved his steps at the sound coming from one side of the square.

"Applications for membership in the Saintess's Society are this way!"

Quite a few people were standing in line, holding a piece of paper and three 1-gold coins each.

"It's the new name of the Resurrection Cult, right?"

"That's right. The Resurrection Cult is practically gone after that 'incident' last time."

Lucas let out a dry laugh at the sound of people talking.

'So it turned out like that in the end.'

The thing he had been planning to put off for a while because of Pola had been brought forward.

'No. It can't be.'

Lucas ground his teeth.

***

Lucas immediately teleported to the place where the Saintess's Society was.

At the entrance of the white, magnificent building, people wearing priest's robes slightly different from those of the Resurrection Cult were standing in a line.

'It makes my teeth chatter.'

Lucas's eyes, who had been watching them from a distance for a while, widened.

'Why is that bastard here?'

A man with a purple ribbon on his chest, smiling among the priests.

It was definitely Skir's missing brother, Stun.

'Damn it.'

How much had he run around everywhere to find that bastard. But now Stun was smiling brightly and had a very kind expression on his face, along with the other priests.

He had come with the intention of getting rid of Pamela with his own hands, but Stun had appeared before his eyes.

'You damn bastard.'

He had thought he had solved one big problem, but another problem had appeared before that.

Lucas slowly moved his steps.

"Stun Nimrod."

Stun turned around at the sound of his name being called.

"Who..."

Stun, who didn't know Lucas's polymorphed appearance, tilted his head and asked.

"You need to come with me for a moment."

"If you have something to say, please say it here."

He was frowning, but his mouth was smiling.

Lucas reached out and grabbed the back of Stun's neck.

"W-what is this!"

"Let go of him!"

The priests rushed in and tried to pull Lucas's arm, which was holding the back of Stun's neck.

-Kwaang!

Lucas, who had blown them all away with magic, whispered in Stun's ear.

"It's time to go home."

-Flash!

***

Stun, who had been dragged by the back of his neck by Lucas, thought.

'This is not an opponent I can win against.'

During the years he had been confined at home, he had thought dozens, hundreds of times.

'What if I had done this then?', 'What if I hadn't done this then?'. As he spent so much time in regret, there was something he had realized.

'I shouldn't do things I'll regret.'

Attacking the person who had grabbed the back of his neck was something he would regret.

"Stun."

Stun quietly lowered his eyes, having given up the back of his neck.

"Who are you."

"Why did you leave home. Huh?"

Lucas roughly threw away the back of Stun's neck he had been holding.

"..."

"You have to go home, right?"

"I can't go. I am here for the greater good... ack!"

Mana was shot into Stun's abdomen.

"Just because you say it with your mouth doesn't mean it's all true."

Stun grabbed his abdomen and rolled on the floor.

"I'll give you a choice."

"Keuk..."

"If you say you'll go home quietly now, I won't ask who brought you here. Instead, you also must not go back to the ducal family and talk nonsense."

Red mana began to gather in Lucas's hand.

"The other choice is for you to just die here."

"W-wait a minute!"

Stun quickly held out his hand and stopped Lucas.

"Actually... I didn't want to do this either."

Tears welled up in Stun's eyes.

"It was so suffocating to be at home... sob!"

Then he knelt down and began to cry his eyes out.

"I went out to the forest and ended up in a place where there were vagrants. I actually wanted to go back home. But I was afraid I would be locked up again if I went back home... sob! I couldn't go back."

As he wiped his tears with the hand that had touched the dirt floor, Stun's face was covered in dirt and looked pitiful.

"Really?"

"Yes... I miss my mother and father so much."

Stun nodded his head vigorously.

"And it was so painful to be pointed at as a madman in the empire... so I ran away. I was planning to go back after a few days... sob!"

Lucas thought as he looked at Stun's appearance.

'What a load of crap.'

The appearance Stun was showing now was literally a load of crap.

Lucas knew that the appearance of him squatting on the floor and crying his eyes out like a child, roughly wiping his tears, was all an act.

'A bastard like that is wearing a purple ribbon?'

Purple was a color given to the high-ranking priests of the Resurrection Cult. As soon as Lucas saw that ribbon, he had guessed who had approached him.

"If I go back home... will my father and mother welcome me?"

Stun looked up at Lucas and asked.

'Is it okay to send that bastard back now?'

Lucas pondered for a moment as he looked down at Stun.

'It seems he doesn't want to die right away.'

The act Stun was putting on was all to get away from him right now.

"Right. They will welcome you. Since they have been looking for you desperately."

"Keuk!"

Lucas nodded his head and released the mana he had gathered in his hand.

'If I put a tracking spell on him, I can go and find him whenever he shows signs of trying to run away.'

If he sent Stun back now, he would be quiet for a while.

'And if I'm lucky, I might be able to step on the tail of the one who approached that bastard.'

He might be able to find the demons he had missed last time.

"Then... I want to go back. To the place where my beloved family is."

Lucas rummaged through his subspace and took out a set of clothes.

"You can't go back in that state, so change."

"Thank you. Thank you!"

Stun, who had received the clothes, repeatedly bowed his head.

'At this rate, it would be better for him to become a stage actor.'

It was a masterful performance that would have completely fooled him if he hadn't known.

Stun, who had quickly changed his clothes, smiled brightly at Lucas.

"Thank you for letting me go back home."

Lucas nodded his head.

Lucas grabbed Stun's arm and teleported.

Arriving in front of the ducal residence, Lucas pushed Stun in.

"Go in and don't even think about coming out again. I'm ready to take your head at any time."

At that, Stun swallowed dryly but nodded his head.

"Of course. I realized when I left home. How precious family is."

It was bullshit.

"Then that's a relief."

But Lucas just accepted the bullshit and cast a barrier on the ducal residence along with a tracking spell.

"Go in."

"Goodbye."

Stun bowed his head once and entered the ducal residence.

***

The servants running towards Stun, who had entered the ducal residence.

"Young master!"

"My goodness. Hurry and inform the Duke!"

Stun smiled faintly at them and leisurely passed through the garden.

"Stun! Stun!!!"

As he entered the mansion, the Duke, who had come running out of breath, hugged Stun tightly.

"Where on earth have you been! Huh?"

"Stun!!!"

He heard his mother's voice from a distance.

"Father. Mother."

Stun bowed his head and greeted them politely.

"I am sorry for causing you worry."

"My goodness. Our Stun..."

Tears welled up in Soset's eyes as she saw that.

"I also hate myself for only causing you worry like this."

Stun, who placed a hand on his chest as if his heart was aching and bit his lower lip hard.

"No. It's not. It's enough that you've returned safely like this."

The Duke took Stun's hand and brought it to his chest.

"I'm sorry."

-Kwa-jik.

"Keok..."

The Duke's chest, where Stun's hand had been touching, was pierced through.

"So I will send you to a good place so that you will no longer have to worry."

As he wiped his face with the hand stained with the Duke's blood, the Duke's body collapsed limply.

"H-honey!!!"

"Mother. Please accept my last act of filial piety."

"S-Stun... please, please don't do this..."

-Kwa-jik.

"Keok..."

"Goodbye."

Stun's expression, as he pierced his mother's heart, was infinitely gentle.

[End of Chapter]