I must draw my sword immediately!

Chapter 31: The Falsehood Easily Revealed

The full moon rises, illuminating the earth in silence.

In the stone house, flickering in response to the candlelight,
Faced with Lukan's sudden self-disclosure and his words that ruthlessly exposed their pretense, they were met with resistance.

Meryl's expression suddenly changed drastically; she stared at Lucan's face.
It was the face of a young man around twenty-five or twenty-six years old. While he was certainly not as handsome as Su Ya, he possessed an intellectual air. Especially when his eyes were half-curled into crescent shapes and a gentle smile played at the corners of his mouth, he made people feel close to him and trust him without even realizing it.

Mary seemed to remember something.
Her brows furrowed instantly. She took a half-step back, her four slender, pale fingers pressing against the purple ring on her thumb, summoning the dagger she had initially used to coerce Suya.

Floating between her and Lukan, he stared at the other with a wary expression.

"Is this the charlatan whose face was captured by King Uther two weeks ago?"

Suya also looked slightly shocked, staring at the man before her.
He didn't expect that just as he was wondering why this person's expression was so strange, he would unleash a series of "I'm Kai, you're Chao" combos.

Just as the other person had said, this man also gave him a familiar feeling of being one of their own.

When Sua carefully investigated the source of this familiarity, she immediately thought of the special skill she had just acquired—

[The Demeanor of a Con artist: As a con artist, regardless of the role you play, you must quickly and deeply grasp the character's essence, radiating an aura that perfectly matches the persona, greatly increasing trustworthiness. However—please note, do not play too many roles. If you have too many characters, will you still be able to distinguish yourself from the others?]

[PS: This class has two paths. One is: Thousand-Faced Dragon. As you play more roles and collect all the deeds and stories, you will reach the Legendary rank. The other is: 'King' Path. Continue to hold fraudulent rituals to scam 1000 people at once, thereby obtaining the next rank D class: Instigator, and the Instigator class's unique Craft Essence.]

And the man before him,

Without a doubt, he is a fraudster who has deceived more people and played more roles than Suya!
Suya shifted her gaze to the man's slightly narrowed, golden pupils, which were only partially visible, attempting to discern the man's expression and the true emotions hidden beneath his face through 'seeing through' his features.

however--

What left him bewildered was this innate, powerful eye that allowed him to see through anyone at a glance and even grasp their weaknesses.

When she met the eyes of the man in front of her
Suya could only see two ever-changing kaleidoscopes through that gap—like the sea, like the tides, countless layers of 'identities' covered everything about this person, making it impossible to see anything clearly!
Even as Suya tried to go further and break through the layers of 'human skin tides', he felt his mind becoming increasingly dazed.

And at this moment,
Lukan narrowed his eyes completely, blocking Suya's gaze, then he smiled slightly:
"Oh dear, junior, don't be so nervous."

"I meant no harm."

The man, Lukan, who claimed to have no ill intentions, pulled a stack of papers deliberately torn from a notebook from his waist, waved them at Mary, cleared his throat, and read aloud:

"Merry joined Sir Hector's Manor at the end of July in the year 298 of the Magic Calendar. As a gardener's maid, she is responsible for the care of vegetables, flowers, fruit trees, tea and other crops in the manor."

"This is the diary of the manor's butler. Another file contains your employment information and your photo with the magic sticker."

“There’s a line in the diary: ‘After joining the manor, this young and beautiful magician always loitered around Sir Hector’s study, but unfortunately, the Sir was never home. I wonder if she was trying to offer herself to him or what? It’s such a shame, why didn’t she come to me?’ Hmm, that must be talking about you too.”

Meryl's face turned cold as she stared at Lucan with a gloomy expression, asking, "What exactly are you trying to say?"

Lucan ignored her and continued, “In early July, there was a big news story circulating in the capital: it was said that a fairy from afar, who claimed to be the ‘God of Gamblers,’ lost nineteen games in a row at the largest casino in the second ring road, losing her entire fortune to Princess Morgan Lefebvre, who was the ‘King of Gamblers.’”

"The total bet amounted to 300,000 gold pounds, making it the biggest gamble at the casino this year."

"And I was fortunate enough to witness this high-stakes gamble alongside the princess."

"That young lady looks a lot like you."

Lucan raised an eyebrow and chuckled, "What, are you now so horny because you couldn't sleep with Sir Hector that you've set your sights on his second son?"

"Since you're so unsatisfied, why don't you just agree?"

“Actually, what my junior said is not wrong. 1000 gold pounds for a chance to conceive the royal firstborn son. You can definitely make a profit.”

Meryl's face darkened, and she stared coldly at Lukan, uttering only four words through gritted teeth:
"Do you want to die?"

Suya sensed something was wrong and frowned.
He was joking with Meryl, of course. He realized that Meryl wanted to take the only valuable thing he had, the magic sword, so he changed his tone and persuaded Meryl to give up.

The key point is—

The door had not yet been opened when these conversations took place.

That is,

Lukan had been waiting outside the door for a long time, eavesdropping. His sudden opening of the door was not accidental, but rather a time deliberately chosen by the other party.

Thanks to the other party, Suya had a general understanding of what kind of person the magician who had signed a contract with her was in the past, but now,
The more crucial point is—

Suya composed himself, staring blankly at the gentle young man who had suddenly barged in. He placed his hand on the hilt of the sword at his waist and asked indifferently:
"What exactly do you want? What is your purpose in coming here?"

Lukan smiled and pointed to the yellow spear that Suya had tricked away not long ago, which was placed in the corner. It was a B-rank Noble Phantasm called "Unquenchable Glazed Flame".

"That thing? That was a trophy I worked so hard to get. How can you just take away the fruits of my labor so easily?"

"Does it fit?"

Suya pursed her lips, her eyes darkening as she recalled the scene of the other party fighting Seleucus, a level that she herself was absolutely unable to contend with now.

He had assumed the other man was the real Hector, and that's why he tricked him into giving him the spear in this way, taking advantage of an honest man.

but now.
Suya gritted her teeth slightly and said, "You can take it back now."

"What about my horse?"

"Same."

"Oh! Thank you for your generosity, King of Counterfeits."

Lucan exaggeratedly placed his hand on his chest and bowed deeply to Suya, but his words were sharp enough to make both Suya and Meryl change color simultaneously.
now,

Upon hearing that the other party had seen through Suya's true identity, Meili's gaze turned cold, and a murderous intent instantly flashed in her rose-red pupils. She quietly placed her hand on the sapphire pendant in front of her chest.

"I suggest you don't act rashly. Otherwise, how do you know I can't dodge your attack? And are you really willing to let yourself be so easily bound to this fake?"

"Have you truly met the conditions for releasing this Mystic Code?"

Lucan shook his head, turned to Meryl, and smiled:
"You magician, you're not a magician at all."

Meryl frowned and asked, "How did you know?"

Lucan frankly stated, "He only asks for 1000 gold pounds, yet you are unwilling to bear his child. The answer is obvious."

"That's it?"

"That's it."

"Then you can die—"

"Wait!" Lucan quickly raised his hands in the French national salute and shouted.
“I apologize for all my previous words and actions. In addition, I am willing to pay you 5 gold pounds as compensation, Miss Meryl.”

Mary lowered her hand, then raised it again.

Lucan quickly took out his wallet from his waist, carefully counted out five gleaming gold bills, and handed them over with a pained expression.

Suya stared in disbelief at what was happening.

Not only was he stunned by how quickly Meryl and Lucan changed their expressions, but he also stared at the five one-dollar bills for a long time, unable to come to his senses.
No, this is the Middle Ages, isn't it?
But why are you using paper money?

Upon receiving the money, Mary smiled, her eyes narrowing, as if she hadn't been angry at all. She carefully counted the money, then looked up and asked again:

"Alright, tell me, what exactly are you here for?"

"I'm here to join you."

Why join us?

"Because you are all so stupid, you will drag me down with you, so I need to persuade you to follow my plan."

"One gold pound, thank you."

"Give."

“Go on—”

(End of this chapter)