Fairy Trap

one inside and read some ancient books.
On the contrary, he was rather relieved.

Seth was a person who only responds to extreme interest and stimulation.
He is also well aware that he is not interested in the throne because as Seth always says, ‘It is not interesting.’ To Seth, being an emperor was nothing more than a boring, authoritative position.
Rather than the emperor, he was more interested to see how his brothers struggle to prevent him from sitting on the throne, and if someone becomes the emperor, he expects that person to grab his weakness and shake it at will.

Lenox was concerned that Seth’s interests were focused solely on them. 

Even in the past when he was still young, there were definitely some things that stimulated Seth.
But all of them didn’t last long. 

As soon as he loses interest, they become nothing more than a stone on the side of the road.
Sometimes it became a woman or a man, and sometimes it became an object.
But once disinterested, Seth never looked into them again.

Lenox couldn’t dare to imagine Seth, who was fed up with both the current situation and the threat of assassination, gripping and shaking the neck of the next emperor in the future.

Whatever it was, it was good.
Anything that makes his Lord happy.

Whether he knew Lenox’s thoughts or not, Seth, who was locked up in the study until the sun went down, had no intention of coming out. 

At that moment, he saw a male attendant approaching this way from the end of the hallway.
He was bringing a hot teapot and teacups on a luxurious tray.
After Seth locked himself up in his study, the servants had been preparing a new tea every hour like this.

Standing in front of the study, the servant bowed his head toward Lenox.

“The 4th Prince’s tea has been prepared.”

The servant had said the same thing an hour ago, and Lenox’s actions were also the same.
He shook the tea that was brought by the attendant for Seth to drink a few times into the teacup, then transferred it to a small bowl for signs of poison.
Again, no abnormalities were found this time, and the taste was also normal.

The servant entered the study with Lenox’s permission and immediately bowed deeply toward Seth.
But Seth, who had been concentrating on reading the book, didn’t seem to care about him.

He approached the desk where Seth was sitting, collected the teacup he had emptied, and put down the teacup that had been tested by Lenox just a moment ago.
He then poured the tea skillfully so as to prevent a drop of tea from splattering.

It was when the servant was about to set the teapot down on the tray filled with fragrant tea.

“Your nails are too long for an attendant.”

Seth, who had been paying attention to the book all the while, looked at the servant holding the teapot.
It’s always standard for servants to clip their nails and keep them short, and as he said, there was a slight white line at the tip of the attendant’s middle nails.
If it was only that much, he wouldn’t actually give a damn, but Seth didn’t let it slip with the fact that the line at the tip of his nails was particularly white.

“I, I apologize.
I’ll fix it right away…!”

“There’s no need for that.”

Without listening to the bewildered servant’s words, Seth took the teapot from him and sprayed the tea in it on the servant’s face which created a loud noise.

“Aagh!”

The servant, covered in hot tea water, covered his face and staggered.
Seth didn’t stop there, but grabbed the servant’s right hand and pressed it down to the desk with a thud.
He then took out his sword and cut off his wrist at once. 

“Euu, uaaagh-!”

The servant screamed at the pain in his wrist and sank.
Blood gushed out of his wrist several times.

Seth raised the servant’s cut hand and looked at the nails indifferently.
A little bit of white powder could be seen stuck under the middle finger of the slightly longer nail.
He could guess without telling what the powder might have been in the tea that the servant secretly flicked his nails in.

Lenox quickly understood the situation, bowed deeply, and apologized.

“I apologize.
It’s due to my negligence.”

“Forget it.
It’s fun when these things happen sometimes.”

Seth nonchalantly threw the hand of the wailing servant who collapsed on the ground in pain and got up from his seat.
The servant, who was holding his severed wrist, picked up his hand that had fallen to the floor and groaned even more painfully.

“Clean it up.” 

“Yes.”

Lenox answered lightly and called the guard outside to take care of the servant.
Meanwhile, Seth walked down the hallway, wiping the blood from his hands with a handkerchief.

‘I’ve searched all the old books of the Magic Tower, but there’s still no significant result.
It just confirmed that there is another world at the most.’

In some parts of the ancient book, there was a more detailed description of the other world that the owner of the first tower had seen.
There was a slight difference from what Yi-Gyeol said, but it certainly seemed more advanced than the civilization of this world.
Considering that the content was written hundreds of years ago, it was understandable that times had changed as much as Yi-Gyeol said. 

Seth headed to his room with that thought in mind, but his footsteps came to a halt when he suddenly heard a voice.