The Sickly Youngest Member of the Villainous Family

The time of gruesome slaughter had begun.

 

At Jin’s gesture, the colossal Bahimos creatures turned into ash one by one, and Evan’s sword emitted a brilliant, bright light similar to what had come from Othello’s sword earlier, piercing the hearts of Bahimos.

 

And… this time didn’t last long.

 

Because there was Recardo.

 

The black flames, as if with individual wills, pierced through the ground and descended from the sky, shattering the Bahimos creatures.

 

“…….”

 

The reason this current scene felt like a ‘massacre’ was also because of Recardo.

 

In the cold glare of his eyes, the Bahimos were nothing more than dolls being torn apart.

 

With each step he took, one by one, they vanished.

 

“Your Grace…….”

 

Behind him, Rowen muttered in stunned disbelief.

 

No wonder they called him the ‘Dark King’.

 

It was a true king’s ability. One that no one could hope to match…

 

When Recardo approached us and stopped, there were no more Bahimos left.

 

“Sasha.”

 

When I heard Recardo’s voice, I could only stare blankly at him.

 

“Any injuries?”

 

Over a dozen monsters had been defeated by just the three of them.

 

“……I don’t have one.”

 

Evan stared at me through the darkness.

 

Although he probably wasn’t hit by Bahimoth, Evan had many scratches on his face and hands.

 

“Cough……”

 

Then, Othello coughed, spitting out blood from his mouth.

 

I looked at Othello’s blood-soaked sleeve and quickly informed Recardo.

 

“Othello is injured……!”

 

“They set a trap.”

 

Othello’s voice was heard as my words trailed off.

 

“…….”

 

I looked up at Othello.

 

There was no hint of hesitation in his fierce gaze.

 

In the mountains, the wind was freezing my cheeks.

 

“I found out who…… was behind all of this.”

 

In an instant, everyone’s attention was on Othello.

 

Blood trickled down from Othello’s lips as he spoke.

 

***

 

“I think it’s time to return the hostage at this point.”

 

Verus’s Round Table, Chenoa arched an eyebrow in disapproval.

 

“Not to mention taking responsibility for the accident.”

 

Recardo pressed his lips together with a frosty gaze.

 

“How shameless of you.”

 

“Responsibility for an accident caused by his own unauthorized departure.”

 

Chenoa muttered, his brows twitching.

 

“That’s nonsense.”

 

A chilling aura of black flame began to spread through Recardo’s body.

 

Chenoa’s body, too, appeared somewhat bluer with clarity.

 

“Oh, both of you, please calm down, alright?”

 

Elysion Akada interjected and shook his head.

 

“In principle, Duke Recardo is right. He has every right to be angry that the second son he sent to Taylors, in the hostage exchange deal, got into an accident and came back.”

 

“He should also be held accountable for failing to educate his children. A lot of Taylor’s manpower was wasted looking for the missing hostage.”

 

“Well, Duke Chenoa isn’t entirely wrong either. After all, it was Lord Othello’s fault for breaking the rules and straying.”

 

Sweat broke out on Elysion’s neck.

 

In this intense standoff between Chenoa and Recardo, it felt like the meeting room’s roof might just blow off.

 

“You seem to be taking Taylor’s side.”

 

At Recardo’s comment, Elysion waved his hands.

 

“No, that’s not the case Hah, that’s crazy. No, it’s just that what I’m thinking on the inside is coming out on the outside…….”

 

The two houses were at odds, as always.

 

“I miss Duke Halo. I guess mediation is out of the question after all.”

 

Elysion muttered in a low voice.

 

Vanessa had been the mediator between these two families all along, and with her gone, it was no wonder things had escalated.

 

“I have plenty of complaints about you as well”, said Chenoa.

 

“You mean with me?”, asked Elysion.

 

“If the girl from the Winchester family who fearlessly went to the snowy mountain lost her life, then my successor Evan would have been dead as well.”

 

“…….”

 

A dark glow emanated from Recardo’s eyes.

 

Elysion, who was the weakest here in terms of physical strength, was almost suffocated.

 

“Dead? If you do value your life, it’s better to be careful with what you say.”

 

It was an obvious threat, but Chenoa did not blink an eye.

 

“Are you afraid of war?”

 

Instead, they exchanged an equally intense energy, ready to counter one another.

 

The atmosphere in the monthly meeting room was once again escalating to extremes.

 

***

 

Erasinis was a yellow flower like a forsythia, swaying like a cosmos.

 

At this time of year, they bloomed in spectacular abundance around the mansion.

 

The fragrant scent reminiscent of freesia was a bonus.

 

It’s been four days since Othello was found in the snowy mountains.

 

And…….

 

[Name: Sasha Winchester (LV.7)]

 

[Occupation: Sprout Savior]

 

[Attribute: Key of Mechius]

 

[Stats: Stamina 26 / Strength 18 / Ability 8 / Intelligence 39

 

*There are some locked stats.] *There are unrevealed attributes.]

 

[Skills: Black Domination (LV.5/SS), Damage Reflection (LV.1/A)]

 

[Inventory: Healing Potion, 370 Rubies]

 

[Due to the awakening of an ability, the effect of immunity to abnormal status is applied for (3) days.]

 

My profile has changed quite a bit.

 

Firstly, my occupation was now ‘Sprout Savior,’ which was unfamiliar and made me cringe. Also, my attribute had changed to ‘Key of Mechius.’

 

It was a passive talent that enhanced the previously granted talent and gave a +8 to all stats.

 

The function aspect of my talent was activated.

 

In addition, it grants immunity to abnormal conditions for 3 days, increases strength, and stamina…..The quest rewards are quite nice.

 

Anyway, I awakened my powers.

 

My ability was different from the “black flame” that Jin and Othello had.

 

I wondered if I inherited the power from my mother, who was from Quenne.

 

Normally, if parents had different powers, the child would inherit the stronger one……but why did I receive the power of enhancement and recovery rather than the stronger Black Flame?

 

Black Flame, which is a stronger power, should be dominant.

 

The moment Othello was in danger, my supernatural ability appeared and gave him tremendous strength.

 

In a near-death state, he was able to kill a Bahimos with a single blow.

 

Although the effect had worn off quickly, it was still a remarkable and fortunate event.

 

What worried me was the phrase “in exchange for my life force”.

 

This is something I’ll have to investigate further.

 

” ……You’ve manifested your powers.”

 

Nevertheless, despite Recardo’s intimidating expression, he didn’t chastise me further.

 

I would have felt unjustly treated if he had done so.

 

I didn’t go to the top of a snowy mountain because I wanted to. Well, he didn’t seem to believe me.

 

Anyway, the quest is completed. I came back alive, and my power has manifested.

 

The problem is Othello….

 

“Sasha.”

 

I was lost in thoughts about the past while looking at the flowers when a voice called me.

 

“…….”

 

I turned around.

 

There stood Vanessa Halo.

 

I could see her blue straight hair moving in the breeze.

 

She was wearing a white dress that showed off every curve of her body.

 

Vanessa Halo. She is the family head of one of the four great families, as powerful as Recardo and Chenoa.

 

As the head of the water family Halo, she had a dignified personality, almost like a female Buddha.

 

“Madam.”

 

“You’re being too formal, calling me Madam.”

 

I smiled gently at Vanessa Halo.

 

Vanessa sat down next to me, looking at the flowers.

 

“I guess you didn’t go to Verus.”

 

“If I go, I’ll just have to clean up after Chenoa and your father, and I’m getting a little tired of that.”

 

She shrugged.

 

The child’s chair was a little small for her to sit in at her height and bulk, but it didn’t creak.

 

“How’s life with the Winchesters?”

 

I answered Vanessa’s question.

 

“It’s good.”

 

I had a lot I wanted to say, but I kept my response brief.

 

Initially, my goal was to escape from the Winchester family, but the situation has changed a lot since then.

 

“Recardo, who’s like a hedgehog made of blades, seems surprisingly affectionate to his daughter.”

 

Vanessa, with a wry smile, continued speaking.

 

“Anyway, it must have been quite a surprise. Suddenly waking up and finding yourself on a snowy mountain.”

 

I nodded.

 

The story of Othello and me being attacked by the Bahimos in the snowy mountains was quite widespread.

 

This is probably because the Bahimos is an extinct monster.

 

Akada excitedly took a carcass as a sample.

 

“To be honest, it’s hard to believe. Can I confirm your memories a bit?”

 

Vanessa asked me.

 

“It will help shed light on what happened to you. Just like when you were attacked before.”

 

A faint aqua-colored energy danced in her hands.

 

But I nodded my head, without a change in expression.

 

When I stared at her intently, I could see her eyebrows twitch slightly.