A Short Story of Lucas.
Lucasâ life was different from others right from the beginning. From a young age, an eerie aura always surrounded him, blood flowed like a river, and the screams of people echoed constantly.
ãLucas.ã
ãYes, Father.ã
ãDo you know what âBroken Knifeâ means?ã
ãâ¦Iâm not sure.ã
The child, around seven years old, couldnât hide his nervousness in response to his fatherâs question.
Lucasâ father was a special presence, known even to young Lucas.
While the Emperor of the Truto Empire claimed to be the only one, another âEmperorâ appeared when the sun set and darkness fell.
It was a world of illicit activities and hidden realms. Lucasâ father was the Emperor of that worldâa figure with undeniable, unparalleled power.
And Lucas knew that the source of that power came from his fatherâs immense strength and ruthless nature. Generally, a father is a kind and dependable presence for a child, but for Lucas, his father was entirely different.
ãBroken Knife means a shattered knife. It signifies the act of unconditionally breaking the opponentâs knife, a warning to never challenge again.ã
ãYesâ¦ã
ãAs you will soon inherit this guild, always remember the meaning.ã
Lucas was the sole heir of the Broken Knife. However, he didnât want to accept that fact. He felt unfit for the position of the Emperor of the back alleys.
* * *
It was another day. Lucas, carrying out his fatherâs orders, held a knife and gritted his teeth.
ãUrghâ¦ã
ãYoung Master, are you alright?ã
ãAnna⦠I really canât do it.ã
Anna came up to him and patted his back.
ãYou must. If you fail again this time, the Master willâ¦ã
ãI know⦠I know, butâ¦ã
Tears welled up in Lucasâ eyes.
ãHow can such an orderâ¦ã
As Lucas grew older, he displayed the perfect qualities of a successor. He was born sharp-witted and had a good sense, both physically and mentally.
Thatâs why there were high expectations from those around him. However, in the eyes of his father, there was a part that didnât fit the image of a true successor. It was his tender heart.
One morning, Lucasâ father gave him an instruction.
âAfter completing todayâs mission, treat those who return with a delicious dinner.â
A cruel smile appeared on his fatherâs lips.
âLucas, tonightâs dinner menu is Calypso.â
âWhat? What are you talking about right now?â
âThe time is tonight. Until then, you kill Calypso and bring it to the cooks.â
Lucas, who heard his fatherâs incredibly cruel order, clenched his fists so tightly that his knuckles turned pale.
Calypso, whom Lucas had raised for a long time, was a hunting dog. But to Lucas, Calypso was more than just a simple dog. In the harsh environment, Calypso was the only being, aside from Anna, with whom he could share his heart.
To kill Calypso with his own handsâ¦
Just the thought of it made Lucas nauseous. He couldnât even muster a refusal at that moment. He couldnât rebel upfront and could only grumble from behind. Lucas looked down at Calypso, who was whimpering.
Heâd been trying to get his grip on his sword for hours,
ãI canâtâ¦â¦.ã
After holding the knife for hours, Lucas finally threw it far away. He then released the leash around Calypsoâs neck.
ãGo away quickly.ã
With a nudge on its hindquarters, the intelligent dog understood and disappeared into the distance. In the end, Lucas couldnât fulfill his fatherâs command.
His father, as expected, did not tolerate failure.
ãâ¦You let it go?ã
Lucas knew he would have to pay the price for his failure that day, but at least he felt a sense of relief. And from that day on, he made up his mind.
âI have to escape from here.â
Thatâs what he started thinking. He needed a way to break free from the leash of being the successor. At first, he only considered running away. But as his mind grew, he realized that the guild known as âBroken Knifeâ was a much larger organization than he had initially thought, with influence reaching other countries. Escaping their clutches was practically impossible.
If that was the case, he had to make a deal with his father.
âSomething that can be exchanged for the position of the successorâ¦â
Eventually, Lucas discovered that there was an item the guild had been desperately searching for over the past few years.
ãThe spirit stone?ã
ãYes. Your father has been diligently searching for it for years, but he hasnât found any clues yet.ã
From that moment on, Lucas began searching for the spirit stone. If it held such value, then perhapsâ¦
ãAnna, I finally found it!ã
ãWhat is it?ã
ãThe spirit stone. By combining the information I gathered, I found the location where itâs stored: the Artifact Storage Room at Truto Public Noble School.ã
He had finally obtained relevant information. The reason Lucas could get ahead of his father regarding the spirit stone was his desperation. It was the only way to escape this hellish place.
Lucas firmly resolved himself and approached his father, proposing a deal.
ãYou can find the spirit stone?ã
ãYes, I will retrieve it.ã
ãAnd the price is giving up your position as the successor.ã
His father couldnât easily refuse his bold proposition. Having only one successor was important, but the spirit stone was the key to controlling the world. Although Lucas was a delicate young boy, he had somehow managed to obtain convincing information.
ãHow will you do it?ã
ãThe spirit stone is in the Artifact Storage Room at Truto Public Noble School. If my information is correct, nobody knows about its existence.ã
Raising an eyebrow, his father curved it in a puzzled expression.
ãHow did you find out about it?ã
Lucas smiled and replied,
ãI have a method that only I can use.ã
After hearing the rumor that the spirit stone might be at the noble school, he disguised himself as a student and infiltrated the school for several months.
After persistent efforts, he managed to overhear a story about one of the school administrators summoning a magician to provoke a reaction from the spirit stone. He even witnessed the presence of the actual magicians coming and going.
Lucasâ father, who had been nodding approvingly with suspicion cleared, spoke up.
ãThen there is no need for you to go. Iâll send your subordinates.ã
ãNo one can access the artifact storage room. It is protected by powerful security magic.ã
In addition to the spirit stone, the artifact storage room contained many valuable artifacts. It was a place even the principal, who was the owner of the school, couldnât enter freely.
ãBut how do you plan to get in there?ã
Lucas had also pondered the same question.
However, he learned that there was only one day in a year when only one student had the opportunity to enter that place.
ãI plan to personally enroll as a student in the school.ã
Lucas said. And he was determined to be that âone student.â
* * *
The school was completely different from where he grew up.
ãHello, Lucas.ã
ãGood morning, Hamilton.ã
There were always people greeting him cheerfully, and laughter echoed from various places.
It was true that he felt excited in this lively world that he had never experienced before. But as soon as he thought about his mission, the buoyant feeling in his heart turned as cold as ice water.
He didnât come here to have fun. He had to graduate as the top student and enter the artifact storage room by any means necessary. Thatâs why as soon as he entered the school, he identified who his competitors were.
The first and biggest enemy was Evan, the illegitimate son of Duke Kreutz.
He was an incredibly talented person to the point where one wouldnât believe it without seeing it for themselves. However, what raised questions was why this privileged guy, who would inherit wealth and status without needing academic achievements, would enroll in this school.
And soon, he found out the reason.
ãIs that redhead girl Riett?ã
Riett was an incredibly famous figure among the new students. Apart from being one of the few female students in the school, everything about her stood out.
Curly and vibrant red hair, reddish eyes that resembled it, well-balanced features, and a bold personality. She was someone who drew attention wherever she went.
This girl, too, had come to the noble school for reasons that Lucas couldnât understand.
âShe has a pretty face. She would live comfortably if she married well.â
If Lucas hadnât silently laughed inwardly when Riett said she dreams of becoming the empireâs first female duke, he would have been lying. She was a strange and unique girl. That was Lucasâ first impression of her.
But gradually, that perception began to change.
Riett had a charm that attracted people.
She wouldnât yield easily to crisis or injustice and would obtain what she desired. She wouldnât be intimidated or withered in any situation.
As Lucas observed Riett, he gradually realized why Evan glared at him as if he wanted to kill him and why he had enrolled in the noble school.
However, he still couldnât fully comprehend it. Going through unnecessary hardships for the sake of one girl.
His thoughts started to change after he visited his family home for training.
Since he had to digest the training his family desired, separate from his school life, Lucas would often skip school for about a week each quarter.
During his training, Riett would sporadically come to mind, and his heart felt strange. He started looking forward to the day when he would return to school.
Then one day.
Shortly after returning to school from his training, Riett injured her side during sword training with Samuel.
Lucasâ face turned pale as he saw Riett collapse to the floor. His head spun for a moment. He urgently took her to the infirmary, but his pounding heart couldnât calm down.
Although he had seen many injured and bleeding people before, this time felt different. The doctor assured him that there wasnât any serious harm, just a momentary shock. Hearing that she would soon recover eased his worries.
Lucas looked down at Riett lying on the bed. He could see how much she had struggled to endure the pain, with her red hair sticking to her sweaty forehead.
ãWell, this is unacceptableâ¦ã
Muttering to himself, Lucas sat by the bed and gently removed the strands of hair from her forehead. Just as he did, the infirmary door swung open, and Evan appeared. His expression was full of life, and in a reflexive moment, Lucas almost drew the dagger he had hidden within himself, thinking Evan was an enemy.
But he soon realized that Evan wasnât an enemy and relaxed.
ãDonât touch her.ã
Evan walked toward them with determined steps and grabbed Lucasâ hand with a fierce grip. Feeling the strong pressure on his wrist, Lucas winced.
ãEven if I donât speak, you understand, right?ã
Only then did Evan release his grip on Lucasâ wrist, as if throwing it away.
ãWho did this to her?ã
He seemed ready to kill someone at any moment. Lucas understood Evanâs feelings, but he had to restrain himself when thinking of Riett. He thought about leaving her alone to fend for herself, but if Evan took care of Samuel, it wouldnât be the outcome Riett desired.
ãStop it. If you donât want Riett to hate you.ã
Evan didnât react to Lucasâ words, but it seemed like his message got through. Evan stood there, gazing at Riett for a while. The look in his eyes was full of anguish as if he had become an obstacle.
ãI will take Riett home.ã
At Evanâs words, Lucas obediently stood up from his seat. Yes, the families of Riett and Evan were close. It seemed like that would be the best for Riett as well.
But as Lucas watched Riett being supported by Evan and leaving the infirmary, he couldnât understand why his heart sank and why he felt so inexplicably down.
* * *
As time passed, Lucasâ heart grew more restless. First and second place standing firm.
ãYoung master, your father is calling for you.ã
Someone had arrived.
Lucas nodded in response to Annaâs words and headed to his fatherâs study.
ãI heard the report about your school life. If you get third place in this exam as well, it will be difficult to achieve first place in the future.ã
It was true.
The graduation scores were calculated based on the tests taken so far, and if he got third place in this exam, it would be challenging to secure first place. But Lucas couldnât give up like this.
ãNo, there is still a chance.ã
ãOh, really? Then donât disappoint me. But if you donât show any potential this time either, it might be time to quit playing around at school.ã
As Lucas left his fatherâs study, his heart felt heavy. He had to find a way somehow.
After much contemplation, he could think of only one method.
It was a cowardly and underhanded approach, but it was the only way to leave a mark on an impregnable opponent.
He briefly considered targeting Evan but soon dismissed the idea. When he thought about it rationally, Riett was a much easier opponent. Moreover, if he defeated Riett, there was a possibility that Evan would also be defeated.
âThis must be the only way.â
But no matter how hard he tried, whenever he saw Riettâs bright smile, his resolve seemed to waver, and his grip weakened.
Hundreds of times, his heart weakened, but he couldnât give up on the future like this. In the end, he infiltrated his cunning plan into the school and spread false rumors about Riett to the designated targets, Henry and Pierre. He knew that they had a strong sense of inferiority and that they would easily ignite with just a little spark.
The situation unfolded as Lucas desired. Soon, the negative rumors about Riett spread throughout the entire school. However, the rumors soon died down. Outwardly, it was Samuel, but inwardly, it was Evan who put in the effort. Nevertheless, it didnât matter.
âAfter all, I used them to avoid suspicion falling on me.â
Lucasâ expression in front of the fountain was incredibly cold. He looked down at the book in his hand. Even a casual glance revealed traces of effort written all over the pages. When he loosened his grip, the book dropped into the fountain.
âSorry, Riett.â
By tomorrow, the paper would swell, making it difficult to read even a single word.
Lucas stared at the fountain. His reflection on the waterâs surface looked disgustingly grotesque.