12. Flowing Star – 02
“…Degradation, and Ariel. Can you explain to me what the hell this is all about?”
The picture projected in front of Cain, who rushed to the scene, startled by the explosion that reverberated throughout the Duke of Estelle in broad daylight, was a bizarre scene that could only be called a strange composition.
“…Hib. Ka, Cain…”
On one side, the voice of Ariel, who was sobbing and crying to the point that everyone who just listened to it, filled the hall. The scene where Ariel, who has always maintained a quiet attitude and had a subtle smile on her lips, is sitting on the floor and shedding tears is a scene that will shock not only Cain but also anyone who knows her well. It must have been
“…Such a snake-like cunning bitch…”
And on the other side, Ariel, who was crying sadly, was frowning as if she didn’t really like it, and Iris was spewing thick murder at her.
Watching Ariel shed tears and Cain rushing into this place as if they had promised in advance, Iris had no choice but to admit that she had been badly beaten by Ariel. No, should I say that it was her own fault for being careless even for a moment when she knew better than anyone else in the world that that girl was a cunning bitch like a viper?
There must be a lot for Ariel to gain by putting on a disgusting play that doesn’t even make sense. purple. On the other side, a cunning woman who considers herself a victim is shedding tears, while a villain who is unmatched in name and reality, who has clearly left behind the circumstances that he used violence against that woman no matter what the circumstances. Didn’t it become To Cain, the only spectator who only watched the climax of the play without knowing all the circumstances, there could be no clearer confrontation between good and evil than this.
Even if Iris tells Cain about the conversation they have had so far, Cain only thinks that Iris is making lame excuses because she doesn’t want to admit her mistakes, but can’t see through the truth behind it. I will. At least, as long as Ariel continues to squeeze the juice out there, the truth won’t be revealed.
Perhaps, Cain might think that a woman named Iris is an ugly woman who only tells lies and does not know how to admit her mistakes.
Yes. At this moment, Iris was put in a strange situation where she could neither open her mouth to make excuses nor take any other action. Yes, by analogy, he must have been put in a situation similar to checkmate-
“…Your Highness, did you really use your hands directly against Ariel?”
Cain asked such a question, pointing to the ghastly scars that ran across the ground, clearly visible right next to the ground where Ariel was sitting and weeping. In Cain’s eyes looking at Iris, there was a very slight but reproachful look toward her.
“Lowering. I am not the person involved, so I do not know what kind of conversation you had with Ariel, and what kind of friction occurred between the two of you in the process. So, I dare to say something to you with only the results in front of my eyes.”
…Cain, you’re being tricked by that motherf*cker. That woman is acting right in front of you.
“Whoa, low. It’s understandable that you were quite upset while talking to Ariel, but I don’t think this is a little off. Above all, isn’t there a big difference in power between the lower and Ariel? While you are a master swordsman who has risen to the level of a master, isn’t Ariel a weak cleric who only possesses strong divine power and cannot be said to have strong body power?”
“…a weak cleric?”
Iris made an absurd expression without realizing it. That bitch is weak? Does that mean that she thinks that the word ‘weak’ is appropriate for that woman who might be far ahead of herself if it’s only in terms of martial arts, and who went around smashing the heads of all kinds of monsters with just her two fists during the expedition?
‘The bitch who babbles about not being able to feel the taste when using a weapon in front of me…’
Come to think of it, that woman often showed me just healing with divine power while trembling in front of Cain, was it all part of a wicked plot to wrap herself up as a weak woman?
Around the time Iris was trembling at Ariel’s insidiousness, which had no end in sight, Cain sighed softly and turned to Ariel, who was still sniffling.
“Are you okay, Ariel? Do you have any injuries anywhere?”
Even at this moment, Ariel’s eyes were overflowing with juices. Cain, who had seen Ariel cry for the first time before returning and in this life, was at a loss. In fact, a creature called a man would not know what to do if tears leaked from the eyes of a woman right in front of him. If it was as beautiful as Ariel, the effect would be even more maximized.
“…Huh, Cain. Don’t do that. Dear Princess, don’t say anything. Sir, you did nothing wrong. All, it’s my fault. Whoa…”
“….yes?”
In an instant, Iris noticed that Ariel was drawing an even bigger picture.
“All, all my fault. Uhhh… It must have been rude in itself for a lowly woman like me to converse with a noble princess who is at the pinnacle of her status within the empire… Sorry, sorry… Princess, Low… I’m sorry…”
As if she had choked up while she was talking, Ariel managed to keep on talking even though she was croaking several times. The sad cry that bursts from her throat is because of the evil princess of the empire who persecuted innocent clergymen with only her modest status, and because of her insignificant self-confidence despite being unfairly matched. In other words, he was clearly in the process of shaping the contrasting composition of a frail and powerless priest who bows his head and apologizes to the perpetrator for fear of losing.
‘…Ariel, is this girl really going to the end with me?’
Seeing an accusation feigned apology protrude from Ariel’s snout, Iris’ hands trembled. To be honest, the scene that happened in front of my eyes was just absurd. But what was even more absurd was the shitty reality where he had no choice but to admit that this shitty situation was working fatally for him. A bitch who wouldn’t even be an opponent if they fought with force, was cunningly turning in this direction and trying to launch an attack against herself!
“…Huh, uhhh. Fuss, smoke… I’m sorry, I’m… hig. It’s all my fault, it’s… hehe…”
“…..”
In the meantime, Ariel is spreading method acting with all her body, as if she really considers herself a victim.
“Ariel. Calm down now.”
As if he couldn’t help but watch Ariel sitting on the floor and crying sadly, Cain gently hugged Ariel and patted her on the back. It was like a parent trying to stop a child from crying.
“…kick.”
And at that moment when Ariel was held in Cain’s arms, Ariel ate and smiled at Iris out of Cain’s sight. It must have been a localized provocation towards Iris in an obvious sense.
“…this.”
Burr.
Iris, noticing that mess, almost threw the ‘Sword of the Sky’ at Ariel without realizing it. No, if it weren’t for the mental training he had accumulated while practicing swordsmanship, he would definitely have wielded the sword.
“…Lowering. It is a fact that I am well aware that you are not on good terms with Ariel.”
How could I not know? From the banquet hall of Jedo Island to the Duke of Estelle, if the two of them met face to face, they would have been busy growling as if they would eat each other.
“But no matter how bad the relationship may be, I would like you to refrain from doing anything that might cause physical harm like this. From my point of view, you and Ariel are all precious people who have gone through life and death over the past year.”
“…Hibb, I’ll follow Cain’s words. Whoops.”
Even in the midst of crying out loud, Ariel puts a chuimsae in Cain’s words like a sister-in-law.
…I regretted it. What I regret is that I regretted not swinging my sword at that woman and cutting her in half. I would rather not have been unfair if I heard these words from Cain after cutting that woman.
“…let me keep that in mind. From now on, I will make sure this doesn’t happen again.”
From now on, I will drag that woman to a place where no one else can see her and throw her away.
Saying that to Cain, Iris stared coldly at Ariel, who was still hiding behind Cain’s back with only her head sticking out and laughing.
dog years. Let’s try this.
Yes, because I decided not to choose the means and methods anyway. great. It’s the start of a war. Like a f*cking bitch.
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“…The Duke’s family is very noisy today. Is something going on?”
Near the annex of the Duke of Estelle. Lucian, who was watching Duke Estelle’s training at the gymnasium located there, muttered something out of curiosity, and one of the knights standing next to him answered him.
“I heard that the small duke came back from the Dekaraznan dukedom after a long time. It seems that such a tumultuous noise is resounding as we prepare for hospitality for the Duke.”
“Hmm, did Duke Estelle finally come back?”
Well, it’s already been several months since I left for Duke Dekaraznan, and I thought it was time to return. Furthermore, if you consider the huge ‘commotion’ that recently occurred in the Duke of Dekaraznan, you couldn’t have stayed there all the more comfortably.
‘…Miss Sarah.’
Reflecting on the heartbreaking news that the object of his eternal unrequited love was kidnapped by an assailant, Lucian opened his mouth to the knights gathered in front of him.
“Today’s training will end here. The rest of the time is for everyone to exercise at their own discretion.”
Now that Duke Estelle has returned to the duke’s house again, it is only natural that he, as a diner, approach Cain and say his regards. Also, I was curious about what Cain got from the Duke of Decaraznan.
To meet Cain, Lucian, accompanied by only one knight, quietly slipped out of the gymnasium and began to stride toward the main gate. Or, to be more precise, he was about to walk, but before that, there was a woman who caught his eye.
“…uh?”
Where Lucian was, he could only see the back of the woman. Against the background of various flowers, the image of a woman appreciating the flower garden in a leisurely manner was like a painting.
…And Lucian, looking at the back of that woman, for some reason thought that it was very similar to the back of a woman he knew well. Of course, that couldn’t be the case. Because she didn’t have black hair like that woman over there, but blonde hair that shone like the sun.
“…was there a woman like that in the Estelle duchy?”
When a question mixed with questions came out of Lucian’s mouth, who had stopped and stared at the woman without realizing it, the knight next to him gave an answer with a puzzled look.
“Ah, you mean that woman. I also heard about it a while ago, and I heard that the duke was a talented person he picked up while returning to the dukedom. There are rumors that he will take on the role of treasurer of the duchy in the future.”
“is it.”
Indeed, the identity of that woman was not a woman he knew well, but a valuable talent brought here by Cain. No matter where you looked, she was not a woman worth caring about as the legitimate son of the Duke of Tournigen, one of the four major dukes in the empire. So, all you have to do is ignore it and continue walking on the same path.
…And despite knowing that fact very well, Lucian couldn’t take his eyes off the woman for some reason. Why? Why does the back of that woman overlap with the back of a woman he knows so well? why.
“…Me, Gongja-nim? where are you going? Wasn’t it on your way to the little duke?”
Ignoring the voices coming from behind him, Lucian cautiously approached the mysterious black-haired woman.
With each step and each step closer, each time the back of that woman was clearly engraved in his eyes, Lucian’s heart began to beat more and more violently. It must have been. Even if he wears sloppy clothes worn by commoners, even if his hair color changes, if he doesn’t notice the back of the woman he has a crush on, isn’t that just an idiot? If, if he’s right, that woman must be-
“…yes?”
Then, as if she had finally realized that she could feel someone’s presence behind her back, the black-haired woman turned her back. And then, he met eyes with him who was behind his back.
“…..”
Those eyes without coldness, as if they were looking at an inorganic substance. That face that is so dense and beautiful that it is unmatched. And, to the expressionless face where not even a smile can be found. Lucian was certain that all of that was the woman he knew well.
…No way, no way I did. Really, it was her. she was alive And now, standing here, I was facing him face to face. Lucian, who finally realized that fact, finally came out with words like an idiot.
“…Sa, Ms. Sara…?”