334 – We’re on a trip – 2
Four lovers came together on a school trip. Among them, two people knew about my wounds, and two did not. Golden balance exactly half and half.
If I also participate in this golden balance, there are three people who have not spoken about their wounds, so I can form a majority.
“I wanted to hear it directly from my brother’s mouth, rather than accidentally learning about his brother’s work like other people do.”
“I’m sorry…”
Just because there are more criminals than jailers doesn’t mean you can have an edge. In this place, I, Marghetta, and Prince Ma Jong were just sinners. It’s not a crime if you’re not caught, but you’re a criminal if you’re caught.
In addition, I couldn’t refute the reason why I felt sad. Since we even shared a ring, we are not just acquaintances, but a closer relationship than that. It is a position to be honest without hiding anything, and it is very natural common sense to treat others more than others. However, from Louise and Irina’s point of view, they were treated no differently than others.
I’d rather not know if all the lovers didn’t know, how sad it would be to know who knows and who doesn’t. Even the fact that the person he knew was his first and second prospective wives was crucial.
‘It’s discrimination no matter who sees it.’
You might think that you talked to your significant other and kept quiet from less important ones. Honestly, even if it were me, I don’t think I’d think so, damn it.
“Still, I don’t think you did it on purpose. There must have been circumstances, so you said you’d explain everything, didn’t you?”
At that, I hurriedly nodded my head. Louise is right. I couldn’t talk about it because there were unavoidable circumstances, not ugly reasons like discrimination against women.
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“I think so too. At least oppa isn’t the kind of person who would do that without reason.”
Looking at Irina as she spoke with a light smile, her guilt, which was already huge, expanded even more. I gave candy to the children who gave me such trust.
As I rolled my eyes in embarrassment and guilt, I saw Marghetta and Ma Jong-gong, who were practicing silent words like me. I’m sure neither of them has anything to say. Rather, there will be a feeling of unfairness because they were caught and entangled because of me who kept silent until now.
“The story could be a bit longer, is that okay?”
As such, it is necessary to explain quickly. If you take more time, the frustrated person will become more frustrated, and the person who can see the notice will only bow his head.
“Yes.”
“It’s better than not knowing.”
And I almost fell silent again at the firm, bone-crunching answer.
That’s right. I asked for the obvious
The apology show called clarification was not a little high, but rather long.
First of all, I have to explain why these scars were formed, but to do so, a story about the subjugation war is essential. It is not something that can be dealt with briefly and concisely.
“If you were injured by a reverse puncture, it was impossible to recover. Even now, there are people who are one-armed because their injuries cannot be healed.”
That’s why I explained it in as much detail as possible. The ghastly power of the kagan and the filthy irreparable curse, the countless victims who were injured while fighting the kagan, and even the sad legend that it was me who got stabbed in the end.
Of course, as I was explaining the Great Subjugation War, I inevitably even brought up the story of the 6 swords, but thankfully I quietly listened to it. Actually, I think I said it a little emotionally because they were nearing the shrine, but I am grateful for listening to it even though it is a TMI that does not fit the theme of hurt.
“It hasn’t healed, but now there’s no pain and there’s no hindrance to life. So, rather than rushing to say it, I tried to say it at a time when you wouldn’t be surprised… It ended up like this. I’m sorry.”
Anyway, the conclusion was an apology again. I was afraid Louise and Irina would be surprised, it was hard to take it out, it wasn’t something to brag about, etc. There were many reasons, but it is just an excuse, not a reason.
So what can I say? The only way is to reveal why this monstrous wound was formed and what the intention was to keep your mouth shut and apologize. A clumsy self-excuse or a false accusation is just ugly.
“Brother.”
“Huh?”
As soon as he heard my apology, Louise was the first to speak up.
“Then are you all right now? When the fairies said the energy of the gods, didn’t they mean wounds?”
That too with a very important question.
“That’s right. The power of the god that Reverse Centric believed was embedded in the wound. It’s fine now, so don’t worry.”
As he nodded, Louise sighed with a relieved expression. Incurable wounds and the power of the gods the fairies spoke of. Combining those two pieces of information, Louise must have had arrogant thoughts. That kind of thought that maybe it’s not a curse of God.
Of course, the curse was right at first. Somehow, it turned into an illegal building, and now it has even taken eviction measures.
“Thanks to the fairies, I’ve lost my strength, so I’ll be able to heal my wounds sooner or later.”
“Really?”
“Really?”
At those words, even Marghetta and Ma Jong-gong, who had been silent, reacted. As I had known about my scars for a long time, I must have been more concerned about it, so it was a natural reaction.
And the mood quickly changed to ‘congratulations on the recovery of the wound’ rather than ‘hearing on the concealment of the wound’.
I lived…!
***
My older brother’s explanation that although he was hurt, it didn’t affect his life, and he was afraid to tell him about it, so he was aiming for the right time.
After hearing that explanation, I could understand it. No, I was trying to convince myself. It’s a bit regretful to think that in the end I found out about it through a method other than my brother’s mouth, but thinking about what it would have been like if I were him, it was hard to blame.
‘I’m sure that was the case too.’
It is human nature to want to postpone things that do not need to be said as much as possible and to avoid worrying others. It wouldn’t have been any different than my brother.
I can understand how you feel, and you even gave an understandable explanation and apology. Wouldn’t it just be more embarrassing for my brother?
‘…Let’s move on for now.’
So I decided to skip the question about the world tree. It’s true that the fairies said they would take the power of the gods to her brother, but that didn’t mean they succeeded in taking it. There was a fairy who whined that her energy was heavy, so that’s for sure.
“I might see your mother again.”
After that, my brother led the fairies outside as if he knew something. It was such a natural act, and the result was so shocking that no one asked what had happened to her brother.
The World Tree is on the verge of reviving right in front of your eyes, but no one can rationally question ‘how it was done’. The elders of the elves and the saints of the Church of Dawn also focused only on the World Tree, so the others must have been shocked.
‘It’s not something I can talk about right away.’
And while the wounds are personal to my brother, the world tree is a matter that will stir up the entire continent beyond the empire. There was no way my brother could have done such a huge thing on his own, so he must have discussed it with the imperial family. As such, it is natural that he could not explain in detail to us, who are not bureaucrats.
I am not disappointed. Even within the Yorun family, if it’s a really important contract, they’re completely silent. My brother has carried out a national task beyond a simple contract, so he will of course be unable to explain it.
‘There’s nothing wrong with my brother, so it’s okay.’
Crucially, the resurrection of the world tree will help her brother’s reputation, not harm it. No problem listening to it later.
So don’t rush and wait. If you raise questions about national issues, only your brother will be embarrassed, so let’s wait for the day when he can speak directly.
“The power in the wound has gone to the World Tree, so recovery is possible now. Ah, I’ll explain about the World Tree later.”
At that, I smiled slightly.
As expected, oppa doesn’t hide it because he wants to hide it from us.
***
The hearing due to the forced coming out of the wound ended in a warm atmosphere. I’m so happy that I’ve met people who are kinder than I am…
“In Santoria, it is possible to travel by centaur instead of a wagon.”
“That would be a little awkward.”
“Isn’t it? In terms of human beings, they are carried on their backs.”
Seeing Louise and Irina chatter made me even more convinced. I met some really nice people.
Unlike yesterday, when we were flocking to each other, the party consisted of just the three of me, Louise, and Irina. It would be an absolutely impossible party without the concession of Marghetta and Prince Majong, but the concession happened.
“It’s true that I made a mistake. It’s not something to be talked about casually, but even if it were me, I’d be sad.”
“I’m ashamed too. It’s no different than bullying the kids, so it’s time to reflect.”
Since they made a mistake, the big-deal is that they will give up their intimate date time. Obviously, it would be regrettable for both of them to give up their travel time, but even so, they made a big decision by valuing the friendship between the prospective family.
Impressive. It is said that if there are multiple wives, there are cases where tricks and tricks are rampant with each other. I can’t lift my head thinking that I put an embargo against such a blessing.
“But now that we’re here, let’s ride. Where can we have that kind of experience?”
However, if you remain silent because you cannot raise your head, you are wasting this precious time. He sneakily poked his face at the two who were contemplating whether to choose between the centaur and the wagon.
“Is that so?”
And Louise is in agony, perhaps bewitched by the word experience.
“It would be nice if it was big enough for three to ride at the same time…”
Irina immediately agreed and muttered earnestly.
I know what you mean, but wouldn’t it be unreasonable to ride three in one? Even with centaurs, after all, riding three adults on one horse is an act of cruelty.
I looked down on the different races.
“hahahaha! I’m big, so I can do about three!”
A female centaur with a loud, deafening laugh. Certainly, there is a clear gap with other centaurs nearby.
“Of course, it’s harder than that!”
As if it was a joke of its own, I laughed with my arms crossed, but I couldn’t help but laugh awkwardly. If it hadn’t been for the hearing yesterday, there would have been five instead of three.
‘Are you going to flip it while you know it?’
I don’t know if that’s the case, but at the moment I even thought of that. Paranoia of persecution, wondering if the legend of the 0.5 Golden ball had spread to other races as well.
Yes, I am the kind of bastard who has a lot of lovers and can’t fit them all in one car. Still, how lucky I am to have a nobleman twice as big as me.
“Let’s sit together as much as we love each other!”
Anyway, following the words of the centaur, who slapped the saddle with his tail, I carefully sat down on the saddle.
“…Guys?”
“I told you to hold tight!”
“I thought it would be safe to sit like this…”
Louisé sitting in front of me and using my body as a backrest, Irina sitting behind me and hugging me tightly.
If only one of the two was done, it would have been a typical lover’s horseback riding posture, but at the same time, it was an ambiguous figure to describe.
“It looks good! I’m envious!”
A centaur who smiles and praises even when he sees that.
It is indeed a great embodiment of capitalism.