Love Letter From The Future chapter 231

4. Rynella's fate is decided by Rynella (24)

4. Rynella’s fate is decided by Rynella (24)

I grabbed a drink and headed to the drawing room.

There was a female knight with neatly arranged blue hair. The beauty of the woman who took off the jet-black hood shone even in the middle of the night.

It was as if a jewel that had been cleared of dust showed off its luster.

Of course, the woman’s pride was not limited to her flower-like appearance.

She was a member of the Royal Knights, the pride of the empire, and the person who supported Luphemion, who occupied the throne of the 5 noble families.

Irene Lupermion.

He was also the person that the 5th princess of the empire, Shien, was looking for.

I’ve forgotten about it for a while, but I never thought I’d run into it at the Percus mansion.

It was an unexpected visit even for me, who had already heard the words of the princess.

I couldn’t have guessed that it was other people.

This was the reason why Sir Irene’s appearance had no choice but to bring about a major upheaval.

A mysterious swordsman who appeared out of nowhere showed off his skills, and was in a situation where he knelt down to the main character of the banquet.

Ned choked on the cheers and was on the verge of tears. Lia was completely stunned until the very end and said nothing.

I just looked at Sir Irene and I in disbelief.

To that extent, the sense of weight given by Sir Irene’s affiliation was enormous.

Considering the special background of the academy, it could have been the case with the saintess, Elsie senior, and Seria.

The academy was a place where touching stories of friendship between nobles and commoners were often heard.

But Sir Irene was different.

She was a woman who had already graduated from the academy and even had an official title. For such a talented person to call a younger man ‘Master’ without hesitation.

It was conceptually impossible.

Even more so, the fact that a talented person who is not unusual for anyone to see uses an honorary title meant the following fact.

It meant that I was a strong man above Sir Irene.

Lia managed to squeeze out a word while parenting.

“……Sir, are you really an ‘expert’?”

It was a question in which the subject was omitted.

So, it was not known who Lia had in mind.

Was it about me, or about Sir Irene?

Either way, the answer wouldn’t have changed.

However, I said it out of concern for the shock Leah would receive.

“Let’s talk later.”

That’s how I ended up having a private meeting with Sir Irene.

Many people had doubts.

Why did Sir Irene call me ‘Master’, why did she visit Percus Mansion after leaving her lord, and what mysterious swordsmanship skills were displayed upon her appearance?

I was one of those who had that question.

All sorts of suspicious glances poured out on me, but I had no choice but to insist on meeting Sir Irene alone.

In the first place, it was a question for which I had no right answer.

Sir Irene’s attitude toward me was very different from before. It was clear that the cause was the future ‘me’.

Therefore, it was necessary to understand the situation at least roughly.

It was because the ‘me’ of the future would not do useless things.

Sir Irene had a blush on her face, perhaps feeling a bit embarrassed.

She clears her throat and clears the atmosphere, then silently raises her glass.

The bottle tilted.

The perfume spread with a crackling sound. It was then that Sir Irene’s mouth opened.

“Poetry, there were many examples… There have been a lot of gloomy things lately.”

The afterword was omitted, but I seemed to know what he meant.

Since he found hope in a sad and hopeless situation, he seemed to have overreacted. I heard that Sir Irene had been wandering around for a long time.

So it was even more questionable.

It seemed clear that the technology Sir Irene showed off was handed down by the future ‘me’. Based on this, Sir Irene must have seen hope to overcome the long days of darkness.

The only problem was why he had shown such hope to Sir Irene.

The ‘me’ of the future, although giving all sorts of advice, rarely passed on the skills. In the first place, there was a virtue that I became stronger based on the man’s memories.

However, the technique that Sir Irene had received was different.

It was a skill that felt vertigo that could not be mastered by intuition or intuition alone.

It must have been accompanied by an arduous training process that Sir Irene called ‘Master’.

The waitress carefully poured me a drink.

Glasses collided in the air, and fire flowed down his gullet.

I decided to be polite and say a word of welcome.

“… … First of all, welcome to the Manor of Percus.”

“Oh no! That’s because I just followed Master’s instructions… … .”

Sir Irene, scratching her cheek in embarrassment, showed a very obedient attitude.

It made me wonder what the hell had happened while I was unconscious.

However, I tried to calm down the questions that had risen up to my neck and led the conversation naturally.

“You must have felt a lot of swordsmanship.”

“It’s an escort knight.”

It was an unobtrusive answer, as if he was telling the obvious.

On the contrary, there was a feeling of pride that he hadn’t had before.

“I did my best to stand by Her Highness’ side again. When I go back, I don’t want to repeat the same mistakes as before.”

I was silent because I had not yet grasped a clear causal relationship.

It was just the tipping of the glass.

Sir Irene seemed to take my silence in a slightly different way.

Carefully looking at my eyes, she opened her mouth in a somewhat calm tone.

“…Of course, this is also thanks to Master’s grace. As I said before, I hope you will give me a chance to repay you.”

“Is this a recompense?”

“Yes, anything!

I was in a somewhat perplexed mood.

In fact, I couldn’t even figure out what I had done for Sir Irene. However, I couldn’t guess that he wanted to reciprocate all of a sudden.

What I inferred from the short conversation was as follows.

Sir Irene studied swordsmanship from ‘I’ from the future.

And, as I said from the beginning, the future ‘I’ sent Sir Irene to the Percus Mansion. If so, there must have been a reason.

What I’m curious about right now belongs to the latter.

I finally cleared my throat and had to distract Sir Irene.

“I just helped as much as I could. I don’t want to be rewarded for a light-hearted job.”

“It can’t be!”

Despite my humble words, Sir Irene’s attitude was extremely determined.

She gave her voice and voiced her opinion.

“Of course, I was embarrassed at first. I wondered what would happen when he kicked all of a sudden… … .”

“… … You kicked all of a sudden?”

There was a point in Sir Irene’s statement from the start.

When I inadvertently asked the question, Sir Irene tilted her head with a puzzled expression.

“Yes, is there any problem?”

Rather, it was full of problems.

A person who kicks out of nowhere can’t be normal.

However, there was no doubt in Sir Irene’s voice when she said that, so I couldn’t question her further.

A light sigh escaped my mouth.

It was a sign of surrender.

“… … No, no, keep going.”

Only then did Sir Irene nod and begin to recite a long line of thanks.

“Anyway, including that kick, Master has given me so many graces. It was an opportunity to refine myself, who was about to break down. He even taught me the vision of the Sword Circle… … .”

I piled up the information leaking out of Sir Irene’s mouth one by one in my mind.

Perhaps because the alcohol was strong, even though they had only exchanged a couple of drinks, Sir Irene’s story was unstoppable. He was ready to wipe out all the memories of that day.

Of course, I also doubted whether I would be able to hold on until then because of the alcohol.

“… … I’m grateful for that alone, and thank you for inviting me to the Percus Mansion like this. I did my best to show my achievements to Master.”

“Is that all?”

Sir Irene’s eyes turned to me at my brief question.

Sir Irene’s story was short, so many parts were omitted. Even if I couldn’t dig into the details right away, I guessed that there was a little more hidden content.

The reason why Sir Irene had to come to Percus Mansion.

I asked more directly.

“Wasn’t there a little more important statement? I have to come to the Percus Mansion… … .”

“ah.”

It was then that a faint exclamation erupted from Sir Irene’s mouth.

She blushed with a slightly embarrassed expression. Embarrassed, she began to apologize to me.

She stood up and immediately hit her head on the ground.

“Yeah, that’s right… I’m sorry, Master. Fix it right now… … !”

“No. No! it’s okay!”

The experience of an older woman bowing her head to me was enough for Delphine.

I hurriedly tore off Sir Irene and forced a smile.

“I’m glad you remembered it even now.”

“Yes Yes… I remember now.”

Saying that, Sir Irene hesitated and straightened her posture again.

Unable to win my eyes, her body soon collapsed onto the chair.

With a flushed face, Sir Irene testified as she gulped down the remaining alcohol in the glass at once.

“… … You told me not to take your eyes off your little sister, right?”

Leah could be dangerous.

It was the moment when my hand, which was tilting the glass, stopped at once.

**

“Kyaa, kyaaak!”

When I opened the door to the drawing room, I heard a shrill scream.

It was my sister, Leah.

She was very beautiful with black hair and golden eyes. She was so pretty that I couldn’t believe she was my little sister.

It seemed that he had put his ear to the parlor door and wanted to eavesdrop on the conversation between me and Sir Irene.

Of course, Leah wasn’t the only one who made such an attempt.

It was the car that Dad, Ned, and a few other folks from home were listening intently outside the drawing room. As soon as they heard Lia’s screams, everyone started talking differently.

I had no choice but to swallow a laugh.

“… … What are you all doing?”

“No, what… I wondered why the main character of today’s banquet didn’t come.”

My father said so while trying to avoid my gaze.

It was an obvious lie, but I didn’t bother them anymore.

He just smiled bitterly and waved his hand.

“Okay, now that we’re done, let’s go back. And by the way, Sir Irene says she plans to stay at Percus Mansion for a while.”

At my words, my father’s eyes became subtle.

As the number of guests increased, his prestige as a nobleman stood firmer. But beyond that, nobles found it difficult to entertain guests.

It had to be.

It was as if someone other than my family was living in my house right now. It was normal for him to notice, even if he was the head of the household.

Even the new guest is said to be the daughter of the Luphemion family.

For my father, who was not particularly interested in authority as an aristocrat, it was like a thunderbolt in the dry sky.

I wasn’t ignorant of that feeling, but I had no choice but to commit myself as an unfilial child.

Because Sir Irene was the person I needed.

In the end, the people gathered in front of the parlor could not withstand my urging. One by one, they took sad steps, but those eyes were still shining with curiosity about Sir Irene.

They were very broad-minded people.

However, there was a character who did not leave my side until the end.

“… … Hmm, hmm, hmm!”

A black-haired beauty clearing her throat, trying to get my attention.

was my sister

She brushed the side of her hair, as if she wanted to pretend to be cool. Even so, he couldn’t hide the blush that appeared on his cheeks.

I asked in a puzzled voice.

“You’re still not going, what are you doing?”

“That, that’s why he is fulfilling his role as the body in charge of the reception at the Percus Mansion! Doesn’t the treatment differ depending on who the opponent is and what kind of relationship you have with your brother?”

At the same time, the image of the younger sister raising her index finger seemed confident at first glance.

But I knew.

Watching her avoid my gaze with her eyes closed, it seemed that her shame was still not completely gone.

Hey, I’ll be an adult soon, but I’m trying to steal my brother’s conversation.

In the eyes of others, it was not strange even if it caused misunderstanding.

My sister liked me just as much.

I also loved my sister very much.

So, I didn’t say anything for a while.

It felt like my heart was tightening.

If my sister was in danger, it was probably because of me. Because I was the one who hated the Dark Church so much.

With no answer coming back from me, my sister continued to come up with gibberish excuses.

“That, and the other person is from the Luphemion family, right? If you listen to the conversation, there may be information that will be useful for your business… again, again… … .”

“Lea.”

At my low-pitched call, Leah tightened her closed eyelids even more.

“Ah, ah! okay! It’s my fault! Yes, my coming-of-age ceremony is next year! But the younger sister who is still obsessed with her older brother is unworthy? Ha, but oppa is also at fault! Why would you spend all day with another girl besides me… … !”

Before I could say anything more, I put my hand on Leah’s shoulder without saying a word.

Chin, and my hand gripped Lia’s shoulder tightly. Lia could only stare at me with her eyes wide open in surprise.

A faint smile appeared on my lips.

“… … Don’t worry, I’ll make sure you don’t get hurt.”

Lia’s lips opened and closed.

No matter how many times he did this, no language leaked through the cracks. It seemed that it was difficult to guess what I meant at the sudden words.

That was enough.

I walked again Drunkenness heated my brain like heat.

There was one more piece of information that Sir Irene passed on.

“… … And you told me to patrol the slums on the outskirts?”

It was a small country estate, so there were no real slums. It was just what the shabby rural village on the outskirts was called.

I decided to head there tomorrow.

*

and that night.

“I-Ian… … .”

Tears welling up in her pale pink eyes looked up at me from my arms.

“Ho, are you tired of me?!”

There was a subtle perfume in that sweet voice.

My hand ran down the skin.

this woman is drunk

Even in someone else’s bedroom.

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  1. rob z rob z says:

    This is pissing me off – little p#ssy b!tch so scared of his sister. I hate this “must hide my power” BS trope.

    1. Hellboy MC Hellboy MC says:

      Cry more cuz nobody gives a sh*t about you fcking retard.

      Judging by your reaction it looks like you don’t know how family is, he isn’t scared of her he cares for her but you fcking whiney retard can’t understand this cuz looks like even your family don’t love you.

      That’s why you are whining here like a little b*tch.

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