Iron Blooded Hound-Chapter 7 - : Family Motto...

Vikir is familiar with Hugo's personality.

He is like a lizard, with cold blood and a cold-hearted nature.

Hugo only cares about his family's future and his own actions.

He sees everyone, including himself, as tools, especially weapons.

Weapons are meant to harm others, they don't show mercy or hesitation.

The more weapons Hugo has, the better he becomes at killing.

Hugo's satisfaction grows as he looks at Vikir.

"Do you think you're innocent?" Vikir asks.

"Yes, my brothers were the ones who were wrong," Hugo replies.

"What did they do wrong?"

"They were weak."

In this world, weakness is considered a sin.

This is the motto of the Baskeville family.

According to Hugo, it's not a sin for the strong to overpower the weak.

He believes it's foolish to divide it into crime and punishment.

These were the teachings Hugo received from his tutors during his childhood.

Vikir tries to explain his innocence and his brothers' sins, but Hugo only shows contempt.

Even until the moment of his execution, Hugo's eyes remained the same.

In the meantime, Hugo Le Baskeville sat quietly, contemplating his past actions.

He remembered his brothers forgiving him before. Vikir, who had always been by Hugo's side, remained silent.

Hugo chuckled softly, reflecting on his journey to become the successor.

Vikir, understanding Hugo's ruthless nature, stayed quiet. Hugo questioned Vikir about his feelings of guilt, but Vikir remained stoic. Despite his fatherly warmth, Vikir's heart remained cold and unforgiving.

Memories of a nun forgiving him in the past crossed Hugo's mind, leading him to question the true meaning of forgiveness.

Hugo reclined in his chair, a look of immense satisfaction on his face.

"This is how my child should be," he remarked.

It was the first time Vikir had witnessed such an emotional display from his father.

Their conversation came to an end.

"Barrymore."

Hugo called for the butler, his expression returning to its usual stoic state.

But there was still a hint of warmth in his voice.

"Give Vikir the key to the food storage."

Barrymore's eyes widened upon hearing this.

In the Baskeville household, children only eat the same food until they turn 15.

Water and Haggis.

It's a mixture of mashed meat, animal intestines, and a small amount of vegetables.

The food is provided in unlimited quantities and managed with great hygiene, but it lacks flavor.

That's why the Baskeville children go crazy for sweets and chocolates, which are occasionally given as rewards for good grades.

It's a system that motivates children at a low cost, fosters a sense of competition, and helps them become outstanding members of the Baskeville family.

Knowing this, Hugo asked Vikir a question.

"Do you have any snacks you'd like to eat?"

Vikir responded with an innocent smile, typical of an 8-year-old child.

"Chocolate!"

Hugo looked at him and nodded approvingly.

Barrymore smiled as Hugo beckoned him.

He instructed Barrymore to take as much chocolate as he wanted from the food pantry, but not to be too greedy.

Barrymore agreed and took Vikir's hand, heading towards the door. Before they left, Hugo reminded Vikir to perform well at the midterm evaluation and not to lose to direct descendants.

This encouragement was unusual, but what followed was even more surprising. Barrymore greeted Vikir and led him to the kitchen outside the castle, where chefs politely greeted him. Inside the food storage, Barrymore used his mana to dissipate the mist, impressing Vikir.

he food was neatly arranged, and Barrymore offered to prepare anything else Vikir wanted to cook. Vikir simply asked for chocolate, causing Barrymore to look at him with a hint of sadness.

you will be able to get as much chocolate you want when you are 15.

It was a honest advice from the butler.

The chefs in the back took out the finest chocolates from the shelf while paying attention to the butler.

The House of Morgue's women, known for their love of fine food, savor this exquisite chocolate.

We also managed to acquire a few cans for ourselves this time. I

t is believed that the flavor becomes even richer when you include nuts from the south and honey from the west.

Vikir shook his head,

indicating that he didn't require any processed items.

Barrymore and the chefs were confused by this response.

Vikir then clarified that he needed coca beans with a strong flavor.

Barrymore was intrigued by this request.

She knew that coca beans were the raw material for chocolate, but she also knew that unprocessed coca beans were bitter, not sweet.

After hearing the chefs' report, Barrymore decided to speak up.

"Ugh. If it's beans with a strong flavor... It is said that there is. In the past, the family lord personally led the senators in the family to subdue the barbarians on the western front of the territory and cultivated the vast jungles of the area as farmland. It is said that one grain of 'Bloody Bean', a local specialty, can make 100 liters of chocolate."

"Okay. Get it."

"How much should I get?"

"Just get it as it is."

Upon Vikir's order, the chefs sprang into action.

Before long, one of the chefs returned with a small leather pouch in hand.

The pouch, barely large enough to fit two fists, was filled with bright red beans.

It seemed like there were more than 100 grains.

These are Bloody Beans. Each bean is equivalent to 100 liters of chocolate.

Vikir decided to taste one of the beans.

...Crunch!

An immediate reaction occurred in his mouth.

The taste was so astringent and bitter that it tingled his entire tongue.

Vikir spat out the bean and nodded in satisfaction.

Barrymore nodded in agreement.

"You really do love chocolate."

Regardless, Hugo had given Vikir permission to have as much food as he desired, so it wouldn't be an issue even if he took all these cocoa beans.

However, a single cocoa bean could produce 10,000 liters of chocolate.

Barrymore admired the 8-year-old's greed and wisdom.

Perhaps Vikir would indulge in his favorite chocolate for the rest of his life.

"Young master, shall I process these beans and bring them to your room?"

...However.

Vikir gave an unexpected answer that left everyone puzzled.

"No need to process them. This is enough."

Apparently, he didn't want them for eating.

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