Civil Servant in a Romance Fantasy chapter 223

If you go to the island, you are a beast

After successfully recovering Margeta’s mentality, I was able to spend a really peaceful day. I wonder if it’s because it’s a crisis that has brought about future accidents.

Even the birthday that I secretly waited for with a trembling heart. Even that birthday passed normally and without incident.

“I already received something precious.”

She looked at her left hand, half/g to be exact… No, she couldn’t help but open her mouth when she saw Marghetta smiling as she stroked her ring.

That there was originally one is a secret that will be kept until death. I like it like that, but ‘Actually, it’s broken.’ If you say the same thing, Marghetta’s mentality will be broken again.

“I’ll give you something better next time.”

All I can do is lay out a double line to replace it with a normal ring.

“Whoops, there’s nothing better than this. It’s the first ring.”

Even that failed.

This is a big deal. Should I keep wearing the split ring?

‘…The opportunity will come.’

Engagement rings, wedding rings. There are many reasons for this. Wouldn’t it be possible to change the ring one day?

“Hey, Carl.”

“Yes, Mar.”

“Could you give me a hand?”

He held out his left hand with a slight smile at her request, which he did not know how many times.

Then, with a proud expression on her face, Margheta held out her left hand.

“It’s really one.”

She responded by nodding her head at Marghetta, who seemed to be humming.

Where are the half and marghetta I wore? When they overlapped their left hands, it seemed to have been completed as a single ring.

‘Originally one…’

A secret she couldn’t bear to tell lingered in her mouth. No matter how many times I promise this, it’s not enough. It’s a secret that should never be revealed.

Thanks to that, a few days ago, she gave the merchant who sold the ring a generous handful of gold coins. Do business in the institution, not the academy. With this, the possibility of getting caught by Marghetta is infinitely low.

It’s a very sudden move, but isn’t it a happy result for all merchants as well? I believe so.

“…I will never take it off again.”

Marghetta speaks softly while holding her hand.

I just nodded at the momentum that I would wear for the rest of my life even if the world really collapsed.

Every time I walked around, countless eyes were fixed on me.

“Really.”

“A ring that comes together, that’s cool.”

I heard the voices of female students whispering in the distance.

And every time it happened, her fingers tickled. Since when did you have physical power in your gaze?

‘It’s strangely familiar.’

This situation seems like a beast of a safari. Too familiar It was the same in the case of Majonggong.

Part 1 says that Prince Majong confessed to the head of the inspection department, and part 2 says he matched the ring with the daughter of a Sangvis. Isn’t it a perfect situation to focus attention?

Of course, unlike then, it didn’t spread throughout the empire, but I instinctively felt that it was just a matter of time.

‘There is no better place to spread rumors than the academy.’

A place for socializing where all kinds of aristocratic children gather. An educational institution where even foreigners occasionally enter.

If a rumor spreads properly in such a place, it will heat up the empire and the continent in an instant. Especially if it’s a rumor that has no reason to control.

“Knife.”

“Oh, Mar.”

In the first place, thanks to Marghetta, who roams around the academy from time to time, I had to try to control it, but I couldn’t.

“It’s a coincidence. I can’t see a knife here.”

“That’s right.”

An awkward smile came out when Marghetta covered her mouth with her left hand and smiled lightly. I don’t think it’s a coincidence, but since it’s a coincidence, let’s say it is.

Anyway, Marghetta originally stayed in her vice-president’s office because of her student council work. But once she got the ring, she is going around her academy with great enthusiasm.

She was both cute and scary because I know why she is the way she is. If, if I hadn’t prepared her ring that day, what the hell would have happened…

‘It must have been a commotion.’

I don’t have the courage to imagine in detail. Let’s just make a fuss

“It’s lunchtime. Would you like to have a meal together?”

“Good.”

She held out her left hand with a small smile as if she was satisfied with the quick reply.

Hands for escort. It’s a normal action, nothing unusual.

‘Left hand…’

Except Marghetta is her original right-hand man.

She originally used her right hand to cover her mouth, hold a fan, and hold her hand. Certainly from my memory.

But since she received the ring, she uses her left hand when she covers her mouth and when she holds a fan, she uses her left hand. To show off the resplendent ring on her left hand.

“A knife?”

“Oh, sorry. Let’s go.”

I tried to ignore the whispers and held Marghetta’s hand.

Yeah, what do eyes and rumors have to do with it? If Marghetta is happy, that’s it.

It is enough to be proud that Marghetta is happy enough to show off. Are you saying my gift wasn’t wrong?

Whether I make a ring out of half/paper or match a coupling, it doesn’t change that I’m an adviser to the confectionery club.

Louisé who glances at my left hand from time to time, Irina who naturally sits down in the club room and joins in, and the other members who play blackjack, perhaps abandoning the concept of a confectionery club.

Between them, acting as an advisor was more daunting than I thought.

Still, the more difficult the work, the greater the joy when leaving work.

– Jookaaaaath! Nephew, nephew, nephew!

“That ear is fine. Just say it once.”

However, when that joy collapses, so too does despair.

A communication tool that emits light as soon as you lie down on the bed. I wondered if it was the mother or the minister who had heard the rumors, but surprisingly it was wise ball.

‘It must be crazy.’

Today, as always, Hyungyeonggong is getting drunk and giggling. I want to cut it off right away, but I can’t ignore the duke’s contact.

“What’s up?”

– Ah no yi! Falling in love with my nephew – the reason for the eyes is exhausted!?

Of course not. The Duke is contacting the Inspector General directly.

Of course, those words only lingered in my mouth. No matter how drunk you are, a Duke is a Duke. If you say something blunt and get offended, it’s just a headache.

In addition, it is said that when a drunk person wakes up, he cannot remember when he was drunk, but Hyungyeonggong is drunk every day, so his memory is fine. From my point of view, that nobleman seems to be of a different race.

“Gak, busy with construction—”

– My maternal aunt.

Why is the pronunciation so accurate?

“…I don’t think it’s normal for my aunt to contact me…”

– Phehe, that’s right~

I quietly kneaded the back of my neck at the sight of Hyeongyeonggong giggling and drinking again.

– Eh? Joka, are you blooming these days?

Yes. Because of you.

“It’s not a big deal. It’s just that I slept badly, so my throat hurts.”

– Pyahaha! Our Jagi~ is like that too! It looks like Gajokkiri!

At that, the face of the uncle I hadn’t seen before came to mind.

Yes, even I, who only occasionally talk to you, grabs your neck. How about you who live with me for the rest of my life? A sudden surge of respect welled up.

“…Yes, I guess so.”

– Geu- Chiiyi~?

Hyeongyeonggong, who kept laughing and drinking and laughing like that, brought up the business only after the bottle was empty.

– Heehee, actually, I’m sick of asking my nephew~

“Yes, please.”

At my reply, Hyungyeonggong breathed in for a moment and exhaled light red smoke.

I feel anxious. What the hell are you trying to say, driving that juice party out of drunkenness?

– Nephew. You haven’t forgotten what I said, have you?

“Yes?”

My body froze on its own at the words that stimulated the instincts of a civil servant. ‘Did you do what I told you to do?’ And equivalent sentences.

He quickly shook his head. What did the wise man say to me? What is it? If you take out the drunkenness, the grumbling, the ding-kang, and the madness, there’s nothing left—

– Nephew. If you feel like you’re being dragged by Ma Jong-gong, stab him first. Then you’ll be happy.

‘Ah.’

This is it. There is only this.

– Didn’t you forget?

“Yes, of course.”

– But why did you do that?

The smirking expression quickly changed. An expression of genuine regret, as if watching a child drowning in a well.

Then he took out a handkerchief and pretended to cry while wiping his eyes.

– I heard it all. This maternal aunt is so sad. My nephew’s future is so dark.

“That’s…”

– If your nephew breaks into several pieces, I’ll make sure to take one and send it to Krasius!

This sh*t. I’m not Park Hyukgeose, why are there pieces?

Hearing my expression hardened, Hyungyeonggong laughed again and continued.

– Nephew. I can congratulate my nephew on his marriage. The youngest of the iron-blooded workers? I saw him before, he was cute and smart!

But can anyone else celebrate?

I inadvertently swallowed my saliva at those words.

– Ma Jong-gong is embarrassed and flustered~ He is anxiously waiting for the New Year’s ceremony~ Suddenly, he says that the prospective honey he loves gave a ring to another woman?

A cold sweat began to flow from his back.

– Oh, a sleazy person! I’m anxious like this, but someone is leisurely dating!

That word was a bit unfair. In my free time, I was more serious and serious than ever when I gave the ring to Marghetta.

I still couldn’t open my mouth. Rumors that are still only in the academy? Unlike the time of Majonggong, did it spread late because there was no jeonseogu?

‘There are wizards in the academy too.’

I was careless. There is a person who can operate with Majonggong’s eyes, but he was too careless. No, have you really lost your intelligence? Why didn’t you think of that?

As he washed his face dry with trembling hands, Hyungyeong Gong grinned and delivered the final blow.

– You need a teleport, right?

“…Please.”

Mr. Hyung-gong nodded his head vigorously to see if he was satisfied with my answer.

I laughed out loud. In this situation, you have to go to Jedo on your own to put out the urgent fire, no, the fire on the bomb wick.

It’s disastrous. I definitely didn’t intend to go to Jedo or see it until the New Year’s celebration.

– Don’t make promises you can’t keep.

While I was blankly looking at the communication tool, I remembered what the prince had said.

Prince, you were right. For me, turning away from the system was a promise I couldn’t keep…

‘If you come before then, I’m not a human, but a beast.’

Then I remembered the promise I made as I rushed out of the National Cemetery.

‘f*ck.’

Actually, I am a beast. As I fought with beasts in the north, I became a beast too.

I decided to just hit it like that.