Chapter 255. Jealousy (3)
“Keep. What kind of lightning is this?”
Wagon to Islands.
Lying on a pile of straw in the luggage compartment, the Heart Locker let out a pained sound.
I still felt like I was going to die from the pain in my side from being beaten by Trier.
Thinking back now, it was still a mystery.
I wonder how such a slender body can produce such power…
“The continent is very small.”
How could I possibly meet the daughter of a general I killed during the war here?
I was so dumbfounded that Hurt Locker just let out a laugh.
I never thought he would be kicked out of the operation because of that coincidence.
It must have been a decision Schluss Heinkel really didn’t want to make, but he couldn’t help it to protect Trier’s mentality.
I wonder if he hated me that much.
No matter how much he is now an ally, he must have been reluctant to even face his father’s enemy.
Is it that you hate me that much?
‘No. It didn’t seem like that.’
Hurlocker’s answer was no.
He certainly seemed to lose his temper when he first drew his sword.
But later on, it was a little different.
By seeing that his breathing was very stable and his eyes were focused, it was clear that he had regained reason and sanity.
Then, did the tree simply lack patience and self-restraint and ordered me to be kicked out?
The answer to that question was also ‘no’.
No matter how talented he is, to reach such a level would require a level of bone-breaking training, but he couldn’t have enough patience.
The emotion that dominated Triae at that time was probably not hatred.
“Jealousy·····.”
Jealousy.
Edengart Trier von dem Schulzenburg was clearly jealous of me then.
By making Schluse choose one of the two, he wanted to confirm that she was more important to Schluse.
No matter how many times I thought about it, I could only come to that conclusion.
“Jealousy. Truly······. Huh·······.”
It was absurd.
To be jealous of a woman for her boyfriend’s attention.
Could Trier even think that Schluss Heinkel has a special regard for me?
It couldn’t have been.
I’m just one of his many chess pieces.
It is useful now, so it is used, but if the number is wrong, it can be discarded at any time.
“Is that right?”
The Hurt Locker, who was going through his memories carefully, soon began to have doubts.
Certainly, Schluss Heinkel was strange.
If only I was involved, it would become suspiciously strange.
Don’t you keep saving people in situations where you deserve to be killed?
Won’t you give me the gift that was on Gorgan’s rock?
Doesn’t he dare to make a marriage contract with Emilia and bring me into his ally?
If you want to hold hands with the kingdom of Trude, it would have been much more strategic to seduce her princess…
“Is there something special about me…?”
Hurt Locker came up with a hypothesis and stretched out his hand.
His palms were full of small cuts and scars.
Without money to buy a pair of gloves, this hand used to hold onto the rough-handled sword and wield it until the skin was completely crushed.
Although in a weakened state, this hand that defeated the legendary hero, Gawain.
Is there something special here?
“No way.”
Hurt Locker shook his head and quickly denied this.
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“I love Schluse.”
“·······.”
To be honest, I was very embarrassed.
They came right in without any warning…
It would have been better if I had prepared myself mentally, but I didn’t have time for that.
Looking at the situation and the atmosphere, it was absolutely not a joke, and it was definitely not said that I loved you as a friend or as a colleague.
A sincere confession of love.
It was clear that this was the final stage of displaying goodwill as a member of the opposite s*x.
“Tree. That-“
“Oh, I know. Is it too sudden? I’m sorry. I just said it because I thought I wouldn’t be able to say it now. You don’t have to worry about it.”
“How can you not care?”
“I mean… There’s no need to feel pressured. I didn’t expect an answer when I said it. Just, I just wanted to convey my feelings. Even if I pretended not to hear, It’s okay. It’s okay to forget about it. As long as we can maintain this distance right now…”
“·······.”
Triee forced a smile as she said that.
Trie knows that I promised Emilia to marry her.
She doesn’t know that it’s Iris, but she also knows that there’s another person she’s engaged to.
Nevertheless, Trie decided to convey her feelings to me.
I know how hard it is.
The courage to face it despite knowing it would be impossible was amazing.
“To the tree.”
“Hmm…?”
I swept the side of Trie’s hair behind her ear as she looked up at me trembling.
There was no strongest knight anywhere that would never fail even against two Heretic Questioners, and there was only one cute girl standing in front of me.
As if waiting for the verdict to come soon.
Hanging on the slightest hope.
I checked again this time, but it seems that I am weak against tears.
Who wouldn’t say that, I’m particularly weak.
Even though her heart isn’t shaken by blood or screams, she’s definitely shaken by tears.
At first, I thought it was all women’s tears.
That wasn’t it.
The problem was the tears of a beautiful woman.
To be more precise, they were the tears of a woman whom I gave my heart to even a little bit.
Then am I a brute who can’t be bothered with pretty girls?
Are you an idiot who mistakes all the instincts that lead you to that beautiful look as love?
Are you scum who deviate freely while deviating from modern morality and ethics?
Okay.
Everything could be right, or it could be wrong.
In my mouth, I make an excuse, saying that it seems that Schulzenburg’s military force and money will help, but according to that justification, I will have to marry Arya as well as all of the duchy.
But the most important thing was different.
Something far more important than my heart.
“I won’t pretend I didn’t hear it. I won’t forget it either.”
“That, then…”
“No awkwardness, no alienation, no exclusion from your mission. No change in my relationship with you.”
“That’s right… Yes… I’m glad. Unchanged…”
Trier gave a bitter smile and bowed her head.
I wanted to make eye contact.
The optic nerve has already died, so it’s an eyeball that doesn’t come in at all, but even so, making eye contact with people still has a special corner somewhere.
I grabbed Trier’s cheek and gently lifted it up.
Slightly startled, Trier’s bright eyes turned upward.
“It’s not something that won’t last forever. I just meant to withhold an answer until this operation is over. I don’t know how it will affect you or me.”
“Oh, no. You don’t have to answer. You don’t have to force yourself to…”
“I’m not overdoing it.”
“Ha, don’t!”
“·······.”
Trie screamed loudly.
I could feel Trier’s body trembling following the ball.
“I think I understand. You don’t have to tell me. If you’re going to hold back, just put it off forever.”
“Still-“
“No. I won’t listen to the end. I’m in a very happy mood right now. I want to feel like this all the time. Huh?”
It was very arbitrary.
You suddenly confessed and asked me not to answer?
I also got annoyed.
I couldn’t stand it anymore and smashed the chestnut on Trier’s forehead.
“Ouch!”
“I mean, no one listens as they please. I will, answer. So wait. Wait with that happy feeling. Preparing to become happier.”
“Huh? Huh?”
“For now, I’ll only answer half of it. I was very happy. I heard your confession. I was surprised at first, but then I got a little annoyed because you were so selfish… But I was still happy.”
I lowered my head slightly at Trier with a bewildered expression.
It was cute when he didn’t know what to do and then closed his eyes.
I grabbed Trier’s cheek and kissed him on the forehead.
On the part where I smacked chestnuts and left a slight red mark.
That little scar was so lovely.
“This, what is this holding back…”
“You’re right to reserve it. I have someone I need permission from.”
“Ah. Eh. That’s right. That’s right… Yes…”
Beast. Idiot. Trash.
Anyway, all three seem to match.
I bet Emilia would be angry.
Or it’s been over a month.
I don’t know.
I decided to think about the later things later.
“Wait a minute.”
“Huh? Why?”
“A little rat-“
Someone is spying on us.
I was taken aback by that strangely familiar sensation, and when I turned around, I found that the door was slightly open.
The moment our eyes met through the gap in the door, the door slammed shut.
“·······.”
I didn’t even have to find out who it was.
Because there can’t be two people in the world who are so gloomy and peeping.
“It was Erica, right?”
“Maybe…”
Looking back at what I just said, I quickly felt ashamed.
Erica stuffed a dark history.
This is going to drive me crazy.
“Let’s fall for now.”
“Ah…”
The hand wrapped around my waist suddenly fell off.
At last, Treee stumbled away from me with her face stained red.
She should’ve deployed the perception-damping barrier.
That was my mistake.
“Erika…”
I opened the inner door with a deep sigh.
It was to find Erica.
But it was quiet inside.
It was quiet, but it was too quiet.
As if no one was there.
At that time, a subtle sound seemed to be coming from the inner room.
I opened the door and went inside with Triae following me.
“Erika.”
“Look at that, Schullus…”
Erica was standing on the veranda, staring blankly at her somewhere.
I stood beside Erica, puzzled, and looked in the direction Erica was looking.
What are you looking at?
“That… What the hell is that…?”
A sandstorm was blowing.
It was a fairly common weather phenomenon in the desert.
But the problem was that it didn’t look natural.
“Coming.”
“What?”
“The elf.”
There were things that caused the sandstorm.
In front of the rushing sandstorm, I saw countless cavalrymen rushing at once.