I Became a Cat That Sleeps with an Obsessive Tyrant Every Night - Chapter 29

Killian nodded lightly at his question, then spoke calmly.

“But do you even know what you’re supposed to tell him?”

This time there was no answer from Sanua.

Maybe he was frightened by Killian’s rampage at the bar or maybe he is hesitant because he didn’t really know.

“Oh, of course!”

Judging by the way he stuttered, it was probably both the former and the latter.

I clucked my tongue at his clumsy acting and fidgeted in Killian’s pocket.

“You don’t know.”

Killian, who hadn’t failed to notice, retorted in a more sophisticated tone.

“No!”

He could hear Sanua breathing harshly, but he didn’t bother to say anything more.

“Actually, I always carry it with me!”

He exclaimed confidently, as if he’d just thought of it again.

“The only thing you carry on your body is your clothes.”

Harrid interrupted, revealing that Sanua was carrying nothing.

It was a quick remark that felt a bit cheesy.

It may have been because he was offended by Sanua’s rudeness, but since Harrid was not the type to lie,  so it’s likely that Sanua Nelas really had anything special to show us.

So what did Fabien Nellas leave for his descendants?

And how does that apply to me?

Even if I used all my imagination, I couldn’t find anything I expected – potions, mirrors, spells, etc.

“Well, when I get home, you’ll find……!”

“I confirmed that there was nothing in your house. I don’t know if I should call that place a home.”

Sanua’s hurried words were interrupted by Baron’s reply.

Now that they knew where Sanua Nelas is, they must have also completed the investigation into his residence.

“Do you really remember anything?”

There was a hint of bitterness in Baron’s voice, and he sounded concerned.

Come to think of it, Harrid and Sanua were around the same age.

Harrid is 17 years old, so he is only one year older than Sanua.

No wonder Baron felt uncomfortable when he realized that Sanua, who was the same age as his son, was living alone in a house that was falling apart.

“That kind of thing… … !”

Sanua let out a choked voice as he had just swallowed some food.

“… … doesn’t exist.”

But there was nothing more to lie about, Sanua ended up trailing off his words.

I heard the sound of him taking food from the plates as if there was still food left.

It was heartbreaking to realize how hungry he was, and that he had put aside his pride to take the food.

How could Fabien Nelas known that his family would face such a miserable situation?

There was a moment of silence.

“Harrid, erase the memory of Sanua Nelas, give him enough money to live on. Baron, find out if there are any younger Nelas family children.”

Killian gave his instructions when the reality sank in.

“What?”

Sanua asked in shock, having just heard the order to erase his memories before his eyes.

“You can order more food. You can take it with you. I’ll even put some money in here if you want, so you can come and go as you please. For a family that once produced great priests and sacrificed for the Empire, I am willing to be generous.”

Killian’s words were cool and calm.

The tone of Harrid’s obnoxious interjection was so scary that it felt more humane.

Wondering if this was the Killian I knew, I  brought up the question I had earlier, trying to think of something that might help me in this situation.

“I don’t need that money!”

Sanua shouted as he shoved something into his pocket.

He sounded exasperated.

“I said I don’t trade without pay, and that means I don’t take pay without trade, do you understand?”

What the hell was this hunter’s rule?

Sanua slammed his hand down on the table, repeating his life’s motto with all his might.

“Who the hell are you to erase my memories? Don’t you dare touch a single hair on my body. You, you! Yes, you, purple hair, you!”

Huh? All this time I thought he was talking to Killian, but he was talking to Harrid?

Apparently, I wasn’t the only one who thought so, because I could hear Harrid looking at me in disbelief and saying, ‘Why is he doing this to me?’

I love the hunter’s rule. Hmm…….

I’m sure I’ll remember something.

I tried to reconstruct the words from memory by analogy.

Hunter’s Rule, Sanua’s Code.

Hunter, Sanua. Priest.

Sanua, Jack. Priests.

Jack, Hunter……. Priests.

“!”

‘Hunter Jack!’

Suddenly, the story of Hunter Jack popped into my head.

Hunter Jack was a young man who lived with animals in the mountains because he didn’t want to deal with people in the chapter of the original book, ‘The Fall of Huppert.’

The Fall of Huppert was a chapter that dealt with everyone from those with social status to the lowly, and how they responded to the collapsing empire, ultimately leading to pressure on the emperor, Killian.

One of them, Hunter Jack, is described as a man who occasionally kills wild animals that attack the animals that live with him and then goes down to the village to sell them and buy food with his animals.

He sees that the animals are alert to the end of the empire and eventually goes down to save the villagers.

For the village people who despised and looked down on him for being so poor.

I think it was mentioned at first glance when he was hurried down the mountain slope.

There was a rumor going around that he was the last descendant of someone famous, but whether that was true or not, Jack was the only one who knew.

Because I read the stories of the supporting characters so quickly and easily, I remembered them sparsely, like a broken train.

But I do know that the hunter in the original was named Jack.

Does that mean Jack the Hunter is Sanua Nelas?

However, in the original work, Hunter Jack was shown as an overly quiet man with a bulky physique.

The Sanua Nelas of today is far from quiet.

No, because now is the past.

Considering that the original story took place a year later, I tried to calm my pounding heart and think as calmly as possible.

If Sanua Nelas was Hunter Jack, he couldn’t have been the person Baron accidentally found.

Jack was also mentioned in the original work as the last descendant of a prestigious priest, so if Sanua Nelas was Hunter Jack, it was clear that he was the last descendant pointed to by Fabian Nelas.

Fabien Nelas had specifically stated that his descendant would have the answer to my altered night and day.

Killian couldn’t leave his seat like this!

Of course, Killian seems to be more testing Sanua than trying to get out of his seat, but my mind immediately became anxious.

Where was the answer, the one that would change me?

I squeezed my eyes shut and recalled Fabien Nelas’s prayer.

?Please find the surviving child of my family that is about to die.?

Fabien Nelas had predicted that his family would die out after his death.

But how did he know that it would survive hundreds of years later?

When he had no descendants who had survived to this day, except for Sanua as a guest and soldier?

To ask him to look for his own blood, which might very well be gone, hundreds of years from now, when the cats would have gone through their eight years of atonement!

?Therein lies the answer to your days and nights.?

My days and nights.

Maybe?!

I scratched at Killian’s lining, struggling to poke my head out of the pocket.

And isn’t Killian’s hand quietly stopping me?!

“Meow!”

I cried, growing more desperate, trying to get his attention with my whole body.

I could feel him pause as he sensed my struggles.

That’s it!

“Mmmmmm!”

“What, what is that?”

I heard Sanua stutter, dumbfounded by the angry cry.

I thought you said you liked animals, but you don’t like the sound of cats crying!

I struggled to claw my way through Killian’s jacket, my claws catching on the lining.

Eventually, Killian frowned, dropped the hand that was holding me back, and pulled me out of his jacket.

I’m sure he’s thinking about erasing Sanua’s memory of seeing me through Harrid’s eyes, since I’m so blindly defiant……!

I escaped Killian’s palm and jumped straight towards the table.

“A, ……cat!?”

When Sanua saw me on the table, he became distracted and shouted.

He started pointing at me with a shocked look on his face, as if he really hated cats.

“Get rid of that thing. Get rid of that!”

I gritted my teeth as Sanua freaked out and tried to back away.

Sanua stepped up his game and screamed.

“That’s a cursed cat! That’s a mad cat that’s going to ruin the empire!”

He shouted, covering his eyes with both hands and falling backward from his chair.

I jumped off the edge of the table with all my might to get to Sanua.

Sanua tried to take a look by slightly opening her fingers, but as soon as she saw me, I saw her pupils dilate even more in fear.

Fabian Nelas failed to leave a mark.

He had to disguise his message as a prayer for the peace of the empire in the short time available, and it took all his strength to do so.

The suddenness of his death would not have allowed him much time to prepare anything.

But there was something he could leave behind that would last for hundreds of years even if he didn’t materialize it.

“Argh!”

Landing on the fallen Sanua’s stomach, I rushed to his face.

?Fill my child’s hungry belly…….?

I almost fell off Sanua’s struggling body several times out of fear that the curse would reach him, but I managed to climb up by stepping on his chin.

“Ahh!”

Sanua screamed, squeezing his eyes shut as he resisted even more.

?……Let me see the future.?

I climbed up onto his face and opened my mouth wide.

Then I bit down hard on Sanua’s nose.

Something that would last for hundreds of years.

Something that was bound to survive no matter what.

He was a descendant of the blood.

“Ack!”

Sanua’s eyes flashed open with a single scream.

“!”

As soon as the swirling gold eyes saw me, my pupils shrank horribly, as if they were going to suck me in.

At the same time, an icy chill ran through my heart, and my vision flashed white in a dizzying light.

As my vision slowly returned to reality, something sparkling came into view.

It was silver hair as thin as a spider’s web.