âThe only thing I stole was kesnip! Everything else was false accusations!â
Professor Rachel even blamed Baikal for her own embezzlement. After being disciplined, he was stripped of his medical qualifications and expelled from the academy.
In addition, he was in debt because he had to pay for the medicines that the professor had stolen for years. The head of the organization who controlled the backstreet of 13th Street was the one lending him the money.
The head of the organization appreciated Baikalâs talent and demanded that he become a doctor for them. He also occasionally entrusted the sorting and production of medicinal herbs smuggled from the Khan Kingdom to Baikal.
Even though he knew that his action was a crime, Baikal had no choice but to join in. If he couldnât pay off his debts, he and his sister would be sold to a worse place.
Most of all, the sorting of medicinal herbs was beneficial to Baikal. The boss gladly allowed him to take kesnip, which had no commodity value. Baikal collected them and made medicine for his sister.
âIsnât the issue at the academy already over?! Why did you come to me all of a suddenâŠâŠ Ugh!â
âDonât raise your voice. You shouldnât do something reckless.â
Luna warned Baikal and pressed on the nape of his neck. She already confirmed no one was near the workshop, but she couldnât predict if someone would come when they heard the commotion.
âIf you donât keep quiet, Iâll break your neck.â
Baikalâs body hardened when hearing the voice filled with subtle killing intent. They werenât empty words. She could really break his neck right away. Terrified, Baikal let out a hiccup.
âAs you said, the academy issue is already over. But thatâs not what I am here for.â
A white, thin hand slowly ran across the desk. Renato lifted the bundle of kesnip that Baikal had left out.
âIsnât this a medicinal herb that can only be found in the Khan Kingdom? But as far as I know, the Frey familyâs merchant guild has the exclusive distribution rights of kesnip.â
âHuff.â
Hearing Renatoâs murmur, Baikal gasped. Smuggling was a felony. If he was caught here, he wouldnât be able to get out of prison for at least a few years. Then he wouldnât be able to take care of his younger sister.
âP, please spare me! Just, because of debt, I have no choice but toâŠâŠ I have to take care of my sister, hic.â
Becoming anxious, he begged with tears in his eyes. Renato looked at Baikal indifferently when he begged him.
âEven if I turn a blind eye here, you will be arrested soon. The capital security force has already smelled this.â
âPardon?â
âSo tell me. What can you do if I help you?â
Renato slightly bent his upper body and whispered a question. He thought it was fortunate that he wore a robe. Had it not been for it, his face looking at Baikal with a distorted expression would have already been seen.
âI, I, what I can do is, I.â
Baikal could not easily answer Renatoâs question. Why did they come all of a sudden to reveal his past, then tell him to work for them? Baikal was a man with extraordinary intelligence compared to others, but now that he was engulfed in extreme fear, it was of no use anymore.
âIf you work for me, I will pay the debt for you. Iâll also ensure your sisterâs safety. Youâd better not think about turning it down.â
Renato pressed Baikal once more. Taking a loved one hostage was an effective way to pressure and shake someone who could even commit a crime for his family. Not surprisingly, as soon as he mentioned his sister, Baikalâs body shook as if convulsing.
âAre, are you threatening me?â
âItâs not a threat, itâs a suggestion.â
âHow, do you know about meâŠâŠâ
âWell. Does that matter now?â
Renato asked, slightly tilting his head. He knew about Baikal because the man was Maximoâs exclusive doctor in his previous life.
Around this time, Baikal, caught as an accomplice in smuggling, happened to be spotted by Marquis Medus and became his assistant. After realizing Baikalâs genius talent, the Marquis paid off his debt and pulled him out of the organization, but also took his sister hostage.
From then on, Baikal worked under Marquis Medus, contributing greatly to the creation of the poison that killed Trudy. After the Marquisâ death, he was appointed Maximoâs doctor. Because he was the only person who could create what the Marquis had invented, Snakeâs Breath.
Maximo, who did not receive the Fairy Kingâs blessing, was narrowed in position, so he had Baikal draw Renatoâs blood from time to time to make Snakeâs Breath. Then he disguised it as Fairyâs Tears.
âIâm sorry, Your Imperial Highness. Iâm really sorry.â
Baikal, who was weak by nature, could not stand the pressure on him. He eventually collapsed, unable to overcome the weight of his sins.
âHow in the world am I supposed to pay for this sin?âŠâŠ I am a sinner. Itâs all my fault.â
Whenever Baikal drew Renatoâs blood, he cried and apologized. After repeating that dozens of times, one day, Baikal confessed the truth and sins that Renato came to know about.
âI didnât know that the medicine I made would be used like that. I, I only, hic, at that time, I only wanted to save my sisterâŠâŠ Hic, ugh. It may sound like a cowardly excuse, butâŠâŠ I want to fix everything right now.â
Because of Baikalâs confession, Renato came to know that Trudy and Tristan were poisoned. But his confession was too late. Marquis Medus and Blanche died, and Maximo became a tyrant and wielded power at will.
After that, Baikal tried to tell the truth to other people other than Renato but was executed. His younger sister, whom he loved as much as his life, learned about what happened and also passed away.
âI canât give you much time. Choose right now.â
âCan you reallyâŠâŠ take me out of the organization without any problems? What are you planning to make me doâŠâŠâ
Baikal slurred his words and looked at the person in front of his eyes. The intruder wearing a robe was elegant in every word and movement.
Even the hand holding the kesnip was beautiful without calluses or blemishes, making it obvious that he grew up without knowing hardship. It was clear that this person was not an insignificant noble like Baikal, but a precious young master.
âI have something in mind for you, but it wonât be anything illegal. I promise.â
Baikal did not believe Renatoâs words. Suffering in this hellish world, he knew how foolish it was to trust someone. The past two years had been a hellish time for Baikal.
âEven so, my sins wouldnât go away, right? If even the capital security force smelled it, I might be arrestedâŠâŠâ
Baikal was pessimistic about Renatoâs words. As he sorted the smuggled medicinal herbs for the organization and received kesnip in return, it was also a serious crime.
He couldnât guess how high-ranking the man in front of him was, but hiding criminals would also be a problem.
âThatâs right. Your sins are not going away.â
Renato looked at Baikal with complicated eyes and murmured. To Renato, he was an enemy that killed Trudy and Tristan. However, now that time had gone back, he wasnât anymore.
Baikal had yet to become Marquis Medusâ assistant, and Trudy and Tristan were still alive. Only Renato remembered his sins.
So he agonized. Whether he should kill Baikal here to prevent his future sins, or he should give the man a new chance.
After much deliberation, Renato decided to use Baikal. He decided to take advantage of his genius talent comparable to that of Marquis Medus.
âSo help me with my matters, and Iâll let you make atonement for the rest of your life.â
âWhat do you meanâŠâŠÂ Gasp.â
After finishing his words, Renato slowly took off his robe. Baikal looked at the face exposed outside the robe and gasped.
Clear skin without a single flaw, silvery-white hair that softly sparkled, mysterious eyes that seemed as if layers of lavender-colored petals were overlapping on them, and delicate facial featuresâŠâŠ The person in front of him looked like a fairy that could only be seen in a masterpiece drawn by a famous artist.
âThis is His Imperial Highness, Prince Renato El Fleurette. Show your respect.â
When Baikal could only look at Renato with a bewildered expression, Luna pressed the back of his head again.
Prince.
That word forced him to come back to his senses. The nobles in contact with the central power disregarded and disparaged Renato as Beta without the right to the throne, but to fallen nobles like Baikal or commoners, the Empireâs Prince was a high-ranking person that he could not even dare to look at.
âG, greetings to the successor of the noble blood. May the blessings of nature be with you.â
Baikal, whose body was bent, fell to the floor. Luna didnât stop him this time. Looking down at Baikal who greeted him while trembling, Renato slowly opened his mouth.
âRaise your head.â
âYour, Your Imperial Highness.â
âWhat do you think? Is this enough to build some trust in me?â
âYes, yesâŠâŠâ
Baikal nodded his head vigorously. Renato leaned slightly toward the man who seemed to be in a daze.
âI donât trust you. Your sins are too serious for that. But if you keep your trust in me, Iâll guarantee your and your sisterâs safety.â