The Calamity-Class Young Lordâs Regression - C.Y.L.R Chapter 1: Rollback (Part 2)
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For a noble prince to be injured by a trained warhorseâ
It was an incident that should never have happened.
Even an innocent stable master would have been beheaded for such a mistake.
And yet, for a mere servant to be acting this shamelesslyâ
It was absurd.
HoweverâŠ
âYou were the one who tried to touch Fifth Princeâs octagon horse without permission. If anything, you should be the one apologizing.â
ââŠSo it really was Fifth Princeâs doing again.â
Parshaâs eyes darkened slightly at the realization.
Who was behind the servant?
Rather than responding with words, Parsha was able to confirm the answer through the mocking expression on the servantâs face. Her eyes grew cold.
Among his siblings, the Fifth Prince was one of the main culprits, alongside the Sixth Princess, who would torment Dion at every opportunity.
And unfortunately, as long as the Fifth Prince was involved, there was no point in reprimanding the servant.
Survival of the fittest.
The law of natural selection.
After the fall of the Old Kingdom, these two principles became the absolute laws of The Five Realms and The Hundred Cities.
Dion, who had no maternal family to back him and had yet to awaken his abilities, could say whatever he wanted, but it would all be dismissed with just a single word from the Fifth Prince.
â
âYou, was your name Nosey?â
ââŠItâs Coben.â
âRight, Nosey. There are two things I want to confirm first. If I apologize, can we move past this incident?â
âAhem. Well, thatâs not for me to decide, but the Fifth Prince is a merciful person, so Iâm sure he will.â
âHmm. Thatâs a relief.â
Upon hearing Dionâs words, Parshaâs gaze grew even colder.
Coben, as well as the other servants, smirked as if they had expected this.
Everyone knew that Dion had only one choiceâapologize and move on. Any form of resistance would only result in harsher torment.
But Dion himself seemed entirely unconcerned with their assumptions.
Instead, he calmly continued his questioning.
âAnd one more thingâthis wasnât something my brother or sister told you to do, right?â
âOf course not.â
âReally?â
âHah, seriously⊠Seventh Prince, youâd best watch your mouth. If you slander the Fifth Prince, an apology alone wonât be enough to settle things.â
âIf my brother and sister werenât involved, then thatâs all that matters.â
ââŠâŠ.â
Did this bastard hit his head or something?
While Coben was still baffled by Dionâs nonchalant response to his warning, Dion slowly turned his head.
âParsha, make him kneel.â
ââŠWhat did you just say?â
âMake this Nosey kneel before me.â
âWhat?â
ââŠAre you serious?â
âI should be asking you that. Do I really need to repeat the same order three times to my personal maid?â
ââŠâŠ.â
For a moment, Parsha stared at Dion with open skepticism, as if questioning his sanity.
But when she saw the unwavering look in his eyes, the dark elf maid finally took action.
Thud!
âUgh!â
It happened in the blink of an eye.
The moment Parsha appeared as if she had emerged from thin airâ
Before anyone could react, Cobenâs leg was kicked out from under him, forcing him to his knees.
Startled by the sudden force, he let out an involuntary shout.
âWh-What the hell do you think youâre doingâ?!â
âWhat does it look like? Iâm doing my brotherâs job for him.â
ââŠExcuse me?â
âIf you let someone approach Brother Renâs octagonal horse without permission, you should be punished for it. Donât you think?â
âT-ThatâsâŠâ
âWell, donât be too scared. Since I share some responsibility for this, Iâm not planning to give you a severe punishment.â
ââŠâŠ.â
âI may not be as merciful as Brother Ren, but Iâm quite generous myself.â
Dion had no issue being harmed himself.
But failing to protect his older brotherâs prized stallion? That deserved punishment.
Coben was left speechless. His own logic had been used against him, leaving him gasping like a fish out of water.
Thenâ
Swoosh.
Dion glanced around before suddenly striding forward.
Before any of the other servants could react, he picked up an object from the entrance of the stable.
A tool with a sturdy wooden handle, a solid body, and a wide iron blade at the endâ
A shovel.
âWait, hold on, why are you picking up that shovel?â
âHold him tight, Parsha.â
ââŠâŠ.â
âW-Wait, Young Master? Seventh Prince?â
No⊠No way.
There was no way this timid coward would actuallyâ
It had to be a bluff.
There was no need to be scaredâ
Thwack!!!
âGAH!!!â
So this is what it means to have your eyes pop out of your skull.
Even with his thin limbs, comparable to those of a delicate girlâ
Dion had swung the shovel in a full arc.
The blade of the shovel struck Cobenâs head with a sickening crack, and a scream tore from his throat.
His vision spun, his mind reeled, and hot blood began pouring from his nose.
That little shitâ! He hasnât even awakened his abilities and is already half-abandoned by the family, yet he daresâ?!
Grinding his teeth, Coben swore he would run straight to the Fifth Prince the moment he was freed and take revenge for this humiliation.
But just as that thought crossed his mind, his eyes widened.
The shovelâ
The shovel that should have been set back downâ
Was being lifted again.
âW-Waitâ!â
Thwack!
âUrgh!â
Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!
âAaargh! Gah! K-Keugh!â
Once, twice, three timesâ
Despite his limited strength, Dion swung with all the centrifugal force and weight he could muster.
Only then did Coben realizeâ
Dion had said, I donât plan to give a heavy punishment, but he never said what that light punishment would be.
And there wasnât the slightest hesitation in Dionâs movements as he swung the shovel.
Like hammering a piece of scrap metal that was already beyond repairâ
Coben finally grasped the severity of the situation.
He tried to plead for mercy, even as blood flooded from his nose like a waterfallâ
But by then, it was already far too late.
Splat!
A dislodged eyeball.
A tongue dangling loosely between shattered teeth.
And most damning of allâ
The pale fragments of a broken skull protruding from the gaping wound.
Coben was no longer capable of revenge.
No longer capable of pleading.
He had been reduced to nothing more than a slab of ruined meat.
â
âPhew. As expected, shoveling isnât easy without an awakened body.â
ââŠâŠ.â
âWell, not that it matters anymore.â
Even with his cheek splattered in blood and brain matter from his brutal executionâ
Dion didnât seem disgusted or horrified.
On the contrary, he simply turned his head with a bright smile.
Then, to the servants who had frozen in shock, he spoke nonchalantly.
âYou there.â
âY-Y-Yes?!â
âTell Brother Ren that I apologize for looking at his octagonal horse without permission.â
ââŠâŠ.â
âAnd tell him thereâs no need to thank me for taking care of the servant who failed to guard it properly.â
ââŠâŠ!â
No response.
âOr⊠does that mean you think the errand of the lowest-ranking prince isnât worth doing?â
âN-No! Weâll deliver the message immediately!â
âHmm. Good. Then go.â
âY-Yes, sir!â
Scramble!
Terrified by the sight of Dionâs blood-splattered face, the servants fled in panic.
Watching them with unreadable eyes, Dion suddenly heard a voice behind him.
ââŠWhat exactly are you thinking?â
âWhat, are you worried Brother Ren will come after me?â
âYou knew, and you still did this?â
Parsha, whose maid uniform and face were now soaked in blood, questioned him coldly.
Dion lazily replied.
âDonât worry. Nosey swore on his life that if I apologized, we could move on. That means Brother Ren wonât act openly against me.â
âOpenly, perhaps. But he can do anything behind the scenes.â
Dion simply smiled.
âThat wonât be a problem.â
ââŠâŠ.â
Looking at the translucent text that had appeared before him, Dion grinned even wider.
âIâve awakened now.â
ââŠ?!â
âAnd on that note, Parsha, thereâs something I need to check.â
***
ăAchievements: First Murder.ă
ăAchievements: Ruthless Execution.ă
ăUnique Trait ăBloodslaughter Nature (Modified) (EX+)ă Unlocked.ă
ăInheritance Perk ăStatus Window(EX)ă Unlocked.ă
ăInheritance Perk ăJob Changer(EX)ă Unlocked.ă
ăăBloodslaughter Aspectă Special Effect Activated.ă
ăDue to ăBloodslaughter Aspectăâs bonus, job experience points have greatly increased.ă
ăAcquired 1-Star Job ăMurdereră.ă
ăăMurdererăâ Lv1 â Lv3ă
ăBloodslaughter Aspect â Bloodslaughter Aspect (Modified)ă
- A certain probability of stealing the targetâs job and traits upon killing. (Increased steal probabilityâ)
- Growth bonusâ from killing and destruction. (Transcendent)
- Growth bonusâ from non-lethal and non-destructive actions. (Severely decreased)
- All job correction values and limit thresholdsâ (Transcendent)
- (Unlock condition unknown)
- (Unlock condition unknown)
- (Unlock condition unknown)
âThis is a cursed blessing. No matter how strong you become, you shall never escape a life soaked in blood and death.
ăMurdererăâ
- Human-killing bonusâ (Minor)
- Evil deed bonusâ (Minimal)
- Human affinity penaltyâ (Minor)
***
âTo one who has committed murder, no matter the reason, people cease to be beings to rely onâthey become prey to hunt or threats to be hunted by.