Translated by Tam
Edited by Tam
The day came when the monk Severo said that he would come to the marquis. The Marchioness had invited quite a few of the Knights, which was a little surprising. I just ignored it since I assumed it was because they were guarding the Marquis.
Because I was nervous before meeting the monk and had to go with White, I chose to use a carriage rather than a horse. Niel, who dislikes horseback riding, rushed to the front seat quickly.
“Aren’t you cold?”
“Hm, not yet. I’m feeling better during the day.”
“How’s your mouth taste? You still don’t have an appetite? You had a good lunch earlier.”
“It’s not serious enough. I’ve been eating well for the past few days.”
As soon as Niel saw me, he began questioning me about this and that. Since my return from the devil’s cave, he asked more questioned if the situation has worsened. I could feel him watching me from time to time as I listened to those questions.
“I’m hoping the monk isn’t a swindler.” I said as I stroked White.
“I want you to calm down the damn “Elsia Saint” theory.” Niel shrugged his shoulder. “Elsia, few people know about God. God’s long gone. No one can guarantee that you are a saint, or that you are not a saint.”
“I heard very few people knew about black magic.” I responded with a hope.
“However, it was still going on with Artise’s royal family.”
“A hundred times, let’s pretend there’s a divine power somewhere.”
Niel leaned very close to me. With his golden eyes, he looked at me seriously. “It’s not Severo Merril, though. He is a swindler. He came here a few times and said he would bless Heim, but it didn’t work out.”
“…..”
“Of course he can’t purify you. In reality, no one in the world is likely to be capable of doing so.”
I hugged White even tighter because I was hurting inside. In fact, it is also true that I expect it to be a person who can purify me because of his high divine power.
“I’m telling you not to be disappointed when you expect it for nothing.” Niel turned his head away from me and muttered. “Because I don’t want to see you with that look.”
“What look?”
“It’s like pretending to be calm again and being disappointed by yourself.”
I snorted and shifted my gaze to the window. The knights surrounded the carriage on all sides. As the knights, including Ixion, moved, the procession grew rather huge. On the front, Ixion will be present. Just in case I was able to see it, I drew my neck long.
Because they’ve been getting closer these past several days, I’ve been wondering if he won’t show up. I was strangely moved as I thought of the time I spent with him. He seriously said strange things to me at lunch we had together before departure.
“Elsia, don’t you think our conversation is a little off—?”
“Yes? About what?”
“I don’t know where it starts— but I think we should talk about it carefully.”
“Really? I’ll think about it, too. When exactly did you think of that?”
“I— I’m thinking about all of my conversations with you over and over again. So maybe I’m sensitive—”
At that time, an urgent message came from the Palace and the conversation was cut off there.
“Let’s go to the Marquis and talk about this.”
I felt strange when I heard that he would repeat his conversation with me several times. (t/n : I’m not sure about this I’m sorry;;)
‘What can you say with a few non-poetry words—’
For me, Ixion has always been like this. At some point, when I came to my senses, I was reminded of the moment with him. It was Niel who was sitting in front of me, too, who cut off my thoughts.
“Elsia.”
“Huh?”
“I heard the Prince proposed to you?”
“Ah. Yes.”
Niel frowned at my insincere reply. “Why didn’t you tell me? The best husband candidate on the continent wants to marry you.”
“It’s not like that.”
“What’s that?”
“It’s not that ordinary and romantic.”
Without realizing it, I let out a shallow sigh and answered roughly.
“You may not know it, but I’ve been of great help to the Prince. Because of the personality to repay the favor, it’s a mess.”
“The proposal is payment of kindness?”
“That’s what he might think. I used to like him before. A long time ago.”
“Wow.” Niel folded his arms. “How can you speak about such a great past in such a flat tone?”
“What makes you think this is so amazing?”
“You must have forgotten that I attended the Prince’s birthday celebration. When you confidently request a dance.”
I was curious as to when the past would be forgotten. I understand that’s a big deal for a lot of people, but I didn’t anticipate it to be labeled for so long. I changed the topic since I didn’t want to argue about him.
“And I believe he’ll notice my transition into a monster. I told you.”
“Hm.”
“I thought he was interested in keeping me by his side and keeping an eye on me, but instead, he plans to have a lot of fun with me while I’m alive and then kill me as soon as the time comes. It’s a reasonable reward in my opinion.”
“Ah.”
My calm explanation gave Niel a look of anguish for a moment. Then soon he smiled.
“Right, Elsia. I think so, too.”
“—Is it?”
“Perhaps he’s checking me because he’s scared I’ll take you up the tower and turn you into an even more strange monster.”
His golden eyes glistened and gleamed, and the corners of his lips drew a pretty arc.
“Anyway, I’m afraid he’s an Imperial Certified Monster Hunter, so he’s anxious to kill you.”
“Be considerate.”
Niel’s eyes narrowed and he spoke in an unnaturally sweet voice. “Well, Prince is a good man. Still, Elsia—”
I smacked his hand in surprise as he wrapped my hair around his fingers carefully.
‘What are you doing?’
Maybe he wasn’t conscious of my puzzled expression, but he whispered something with a smile on his face, as if he’d made up his mind.
“You’re not allowed to go over it, okay?”
“Hey!” I kicked Niel with my legs stretched out.
“Ack!”
Even though I was a good test subject in the tower, no matter where the fox acted, I couldn’t leave it alone.
“I can take it if you treat me unfairly, but I can’t take it if you treat me like a woman. You said you couldn’t give me—”
“Oh, Elsia. It really hurts just now, really.”
“I kicked you because you’re sick. It’s creepy— White. You didn’t see it, right?”
White blinked and yawned.
“Mwaaa.”
*******
“What are you going to do?”
Aiden carefully asked Ixion, who looked unhappy. Ixion, who had been silent for a long time, spoke low.
“It’s an Imperial Order, so I’ll have to go. There is no other option.”
Right before he left for the Marquis, he was talking to Elsia when the Emperor sent him a letter. It was an opportunity to clear up his strange misunderstanding with her, but he had been unexpectedly interrupted.
It was a short message telling him to go to the capital immediately and enter the Palace, but there was no reason why. But not many times did the Emperor need him. He doesn’t know why, but he knew there was a good chance he’d have to fight in another war.
“It’s natural, but—”
Aiden glanced back at the carriage that followed him far away.
“Of all things, summoning at this time.”
Ixion’s mouth was tightly shut and he was lost in thought. It was clear that something needed to be done since the Emperor, a heartless father, was looking for him. He remained silent, forcibly erasing the number of cases that came to his mind. There were only a few disputed areas.
“…I’ll have to leave tomorrow right away.”
“Of course you should.”
It was such a sudden return that Ixion felt like he had woken up from his sweet dream. A friendly, indifferent, honest, but mysterious woman. In the past few days when winning her heart was the only goal, it felt like a big exception to this life. Should he leave Niel and Elsia in Marquis?
Aiden carefully said whether he had noticed the complicated feelings of Ixion.
“Why don’t you ask the Lady to come with you?”
“Elsia hates neither the Capital nor the Palace.”
“It could be different now. Everyone thinks she’s a saint. It probably spread to the capital. It’s different from when she was a hostage in an enemy country.”
Ixion didn’t answer anything. In fact, he didn’t believe much in other people’s words that Elsia was a saint. Rather, he knew that it was close to black magic. He didn’t forget that the monster didn’t attack her.
It didn’t matter to him, but he knew it would be bad if she became involved with black magic, so he hoped that wasn’t the case.
“It wouldn’t be a bad idea to live as a saint in the capital. Isn’t it reasonable for a young lady to want to stay in the capital? The Marquis territory is beautiful, but it is far away. Why don’t you try to persuade her?”
“Even if she goes to the capital, I don’t know what order Your Majesty will give me.”
“Right. We don’t know.”
Aiden replied with twinkling eyes.
“So it’s nice for her to go with you to see the capital. In any case, the Palace and the Capital are the territory of the prince. Evgeny is Niel’s territory. Bring it up. You’ve gotten a lot closer these days.”
“I’m not sure—”
“We’ve prepared something for you because we thought you’d find it difficult.”
“What?” Ixion looked suspiciously at Aiden.
Aiden smiled and said. “Since we have everything ready, you can say whatever you want to say to Lady Elsia.”
“What are you talking about?”
“If Lady Elsia is a saint, no one can argue with her marriage to the Prince. Even if you don’t have to be the Commander of the Knights, they won’t be able to say much. Everything is flowing like water.” Aiden continued resolutely. “Don’t worry, since we’ve all laid out the plates, the Prince only needs to put a spoon on it.”
Normally, he would never have responded to something he couldn’t control. At least he would have asked for a detailed plan. But, in fact, he didn’t have time to pay attention to such trivial things right now. In the past, it must be the same as Mela making time for the two to be alone with the excuse of taking a walk, and Ixion didn’t ask for more detail.
No matter how hard he thought about it, Artise was the only land that could be problematic enough for the Emperor to call himself.
He hoped not, but this kind of terrible prediction fits right in. Nevertheless, it was also true that there was something he wanted to say to Elsia. It was important to talk to her anyway.
Translated by Tam
Edited by Tam
The day came when the monk Severo said that he would come to the marquis. The Marchioness had invited quite a few of the Knights, which was a little surprising. I just ignored it since I assumed it was because they were guarding the Marquis.
Because I was nervous before meeting the monk and had to go with White, I chose to use a carriage rather than a horse. Niel, who dislikes horseback riding, rushed to the front seat quickly.
“Aren’t you cold?”
“Hm, not yet. I’m feeling better during the day.”
“How’s your mouth taste? You still don’t have an appetite? You had a good lunch earlier.”
“It’s not serious enough. I’ve been eating well for the past few days.”
As soon as Niel saw me, he began questioning me about this and that. Since my return from the devil’s cave, he asked more questioned if the situation has worsened. I could feel him watching me from time to time as I listened to those questions.
“I’m hoping the monk isn’t a swindler.” I said as I stroked White.
“I want you to calm down the damn “Elsia Saint” theory.” Niel shrugged his shoulder. “Elsia, few people know about God. God’s long gone. No one can guarantee that you are a saint, or that you are not a saint.”
“I heard very few people knew about black magic.” I responded with a hope.
“However, it was still going on with Artise’s royal family.”
“A hundred times, let’s pretend there’s a divine power somewhere.”
Niel leaned very close to me. With his golden eyes, he looked at me seriously. “It’s not Severo Merril, though. He is a swindler. He came here a few times and said he would bless Heim, but it didn’t work out.”
“…..”
“Of course he can’t purify you. In reality, no one in the world is likely to be capable of doing so.”
I hugged White even tighter because I was hurting inside. In fact, it is also true that I expect it to be a person who can purify me because of his high divine power.
“I’m telling you not to be disappointed when you expect it for nothing.” Niel turned his head away from me and muttered. “Because I don’t want to see you with that look.”
“What look?”
“It’s like pretending to be calm again and being disappointed by yourself.”
I snorted and shifted my gaze to the window. The knights surrounded the carriage on all sides. As the knights, including Ixion, moved, the procession grew rather huge. On the front, Ixion will be present. Just in case I was able to see it, I drew my neck long.
Because they’ve been getting closer these past several days, I’ve been wondering if he won’t show up. I was strangely moved as I thought of the time I spent with him. He seriously said strange things to me at lunch we had together before departure.
“Elsia, don’t you think our conversation is a little off—?”
“Yes? About what?”
“I don’t know where it starts— but I think we should talk about it carefully.”
“Really? I’ll think about it, too. When exactly did you think of that?”
“I— I’m thinking about all of my conversations with you over and over again. So maybe I’m sensitive—”
At that time, an urgent message came from the Palace and the conversation was cut off there.
“Let’s go to the Marquis and talk about this.”
I felt strange when I heard that he would repeat his conversation with me several times. (t/n : I’m not sure about this I’m sorry;;)
‘What can you say with a few non-poetry words—’
For me, Ixion has always been like this. At some point, when I came to my senses, I was reminded of the moment with him. It was Niel who was sitting in front of me, too, who cut off my thoughts.
“Elsia.”
“Huh?”
“I heard the Prince proposed to you?”
“Ah. Yes.”
Niel frowned at my insincere reply. “Why didn’t you tell me? The best husband candidate on the continent wants to marry you.”
“It’s not like that.”
“What’s that?”
“It’s not that ordinary and romantic.”
Without realizing it, I let out a shallow sigh and answered roughly.
“You may not know it, but I’ve been of great help to the Prince. Because of the personality to repay the favor, it’s a mess.”
“The proposal is payment of kindness?”
“That’s what he might think. I used to like him before. A long time ago.”
“Wow.” Niel folded his arms. “How can you speak about such a great past in such a flat tone?”
“What makes you think this is so amazing?”
“You must have forgotten that I attended the Prince’s birthday celebration. When you confidently request a dance.”
I was curious as to when the past would be forgotten. I understand that’s a big deal for a lot of people, but I didn’t anticipate it to be labeled for so long. I changed the topic since I didn’t want to argue about him.
“And I believe he’ll notice my transition into a monster. I told you.”
“Hm.”
“I thought he was interested in keeping me by his side and keeping an eye on me, but instead, he plans to have a lot of fun with me while I’m alive and then kill me as soon as the time comes. It’s a reasonable reward in my opinion.”
“Ah.”
My calm explanation gave Niel a look of anguish for a moment. Then soon he smiled.
“Right, Elsia. I think so, too.”
“—Is it?”
“Perhaps he’s checking me because he’s scared I’ll take you up the tower and turn you into an even more strange monster.”
His golden eyes glistened and gleamed, and the corners of his lips drew a pretty arc.
“Anyway, I’m afraid he’s an Imperial Certified Monster Hunter, so he’s anxious to kill you.”
“Be considerate.”
Niel’s eyes narrowed and he spoke in an unnaturally sweet voice. “Well, Prince is a good man. Still, Elsia—”
I smacked his hand in surprise as he wrapped my hair around his fingers carefully.
‘What are you doing?’
Maybe he wasn’t conscious of my puzzled expression, but he whispered something with a smile on his face, as if he’d made up his mind.
“You’re not allowed to go over it, okay?”
“Hey!” I kicked Niel with my legs stretched out.
“Ack!”
Even though I was a good test subject in the tower, no matter where the fox acted, I couldn’t leave it alone.
“I can take it if you treat me unfairly, but I can’t take it if you treat me like a woman. You said you couldn’t give me—”
“Oh, Elsia. It really hurts just now, really.”
“I kicked you because you’re sick. It’s creepy— White. You didn’t see it, right?”
White blinked and yawned.
“Mwaaa.”
*******
“What are you going to do?”
Aiden carefully asked Ixion, who looked unhappy. Ixion, who had been silent for a long time, spoke low.
“It’s an Imperial Order, so I’ll have to go. There is no other option.”
Right before he left for the Marquis, he was talking to Elsia when the Emperor sent him a letter. It was an opportunity to clear up his strange misunderstanding with her, but he had been unexpectedly interrupted.
It was a short message telling him to go to the capital immediately and enter the Palace, but there was no reason why. But not many times did the Emperor need him. He doesn’t know why, but he knew there was a good chance he’d have to fight in another war.
“It’s natural, but—”
Aiden glanced back at the carriage that followed him far away.
“Of all things, summoning at this time.”
Ixion’s mouth was tightly shut and he was lost in thought. It was clear that something needed to be done since the Emperor, a heartless father, was looking for him. He remained silent, forcibly erasing the number of cases that came to his mind. There were only a few disputed areas.
“…I’ll have to leave tomorrow right away.”
“Of course you should.”
It was such a sudden return that Ixion felt like he had woken up from his sweet dream. A friendly, indifferent, honest, but mysterious woman. In the past few days when winning her heart was the only goal, it felt like a big exception to this life. Should he leave Niel and Elsia in Marquis?
Aiden carefully said whether he had noticed the complicated feelings of Ixion.
“Why don’t you ask the Lady to come with you?”
“Elsia hates neither the Capital nor the Palace.”
“It could be different now. Everyone thinks she’s a saint. It probably spread to the capital. It’s different from when she was a hostage in an enemy country.”
Ixion didn’t answer anything. In fact, he didn’t believe much in other people’s words that Elsia was a saint. Rather, he knew that it was close to black magic. He didn’t forget that the monster didn’t attack her.
It didn’t matter to him, but he knew it would be bad if she became involved with black magic, so he hoped that wasn’t the case.
“It wouldn’t be a bad idea to live as a saint in the capital. Isn’t it reasonable for a young lady to want to stay in the capital? The Marquis territory is beautiful, but it is far away. Why don’t you try to persuade her?”
“Even if she goes to the capital, I don’t know what order Your Majesty will give me.”
“Right. We don’t know.”
Aiden replied with twinkling eyes.
“So it’s nice for her to go with you to see the capital. In any case, the Palace and the Capital are the territory of the prince. Evgeny is Niel’s territory. Bring it up. You’ve gotten a lot closer these days.”
“I’m not sure—”
“We’ve prepared something for you because we thought you’d find it difficult.”
“What?” Ixion looked suspiciously at Aiden.
Aiden smiled and said. “Since we have everything ready, you can say whatever you want to say to Lady Elsia.”
“What are you talking about?”
“If Lady Elsia is a saint, no one can argue with her marriage to the Prince. Even if you don’t have to be the Commander of the Knights, they won’t be able to say much. Everything is flowing like water.” Aiden continued resolutely. “Don’t worry, since we’ve all laid out the plates, the Prince only needs to put a spoon on it.”
Normally, he would never have responded to something he couldn’t control. At least he would have asked for a detailed plan. But, in fact, he didn’t have time to pay attention to such trivial things right now. In the past, it must be the same as Mela making time for the two to be alone with the excuse of taking a walk, and Ixion didn’t ask for more detail.
No matter how hard he thought about it, Artise was the only land that could be problematic enough for the Emperor to call himself.
He hoped not, but this kind of terrible prediction fits right in. Nevertheless, it was also true that there was something he wanted to say to Elsia. It was important to talk to her anyway.
