Chapter 62 - The Ark Of Marquess Dalles (1/2)

”The world has two planes. It functions as two worlds, the above-world society, and the underworld. You royals are in charge of the well-being of the people of the above-world society. What you see is nothing compared to what the underworld society sees on a daily basis,” explained Mavislin, looking at the naive girl.

”I've seen conflict as well! Just because I'm of royalty means that I have to be pampered!” wailed the young girl.

”What you see as horrific is mundane in the eyes of a dweller in the underworld. In that society, there's no such thing as justice, for it's merely a word to give control of others' life. There, it is kill or be killed.”

”When you fry an egg, you are bound to discard the eggshells. It's the same for the world. Where there's good, there will be a shadow to cast nearby,” explained Mavislin, giving a stern look towards the girl.

”Years ago, the Marquess Dalles and I decided to combat the world's filth. It is impossible to rid the world of such nasty deeds but at least we could give some form of order to that world. We were no heroes either. But we gave a sense of order within that society. In the end, we made a deal to the Kings of the underworld, to not disturb the above-world society,” explained Baldwin, looking at the night sky.

”So, you mean to say... That my fiance is a villainous noble?” asked Metria.

”Not necessarily, since I do not know if the Marquess has stayed the same. But, I was the one doing the dirty work while he held the title and commanded the rest. Though I was the one on the battlefield, the Marquess had more deaths to shoulder,” continued the Angry Man, giving a surprise to Mavislin and Metria.

”Wait, you never once told us you were associated with them,” complained a shock Mavislin.

”The house continued functioned well without me so I thought it was no use to tell.”

”No wonder you went missing for a few months. Doing shady work behind our back, eh?” asked Mavislin, smirking.

”It was for an entire year, I am just good at keeping secrets. I'd promised the couple that I'd do anything to protect the kids. Even if it means to keep you guys in the dark,” explained the Angry Man.

”Back to the main topic, after a year, the Dalles were the ones in charge of the underworld. Though the Marquess rarely did the dirty work, after I'd left, he managed to pick a few skills in combat.”

”Was it that Marquess, the one that kept smiling?” asked Mavislin.

”Yea. But at that time, he could still smile.”