663 – 8. Will (37)
“Yes.”
“What does that mean…… !”
“The disposition of Celine Haster? I will accept quarantine, but I want to save my childhood friend somehow… Is that what you want to say?”
It was a story that came pouring out without even breathing.
The saintess saw through my inner thoughts as if it were natural. It was an even more frustrating situation for me.
Doesn’t that mean that I did it even though I knew my heart well?
In other words, it also meant that I couldn’t convince the saintess to the extent of expressing my feelings.
But I couldn’t do anything else. In the end, I chose to appeal to her saintess.
“You know, Celine is just a victim… She was abandoned by the Empire and then tricked by the devil. She says that if she ever comes back to her senses, she has room for forgiveness!”
“How do you come back to your senses?”
Before I knew it, the saintess’ gaze was again on her documents being sorted out. In response to that blunt question, I once again uttered an ardent voice.
“If there is no road, just find it! At least, even if you subdue it, you can buy some time!”
“Who dominates?”
“Even if the swordsman came forward and gave it to me right away…… !”
“Then who is responsible for the prestige of the imperial family? I’ll do my best to spare the sinner who almost killed her two granddaughters.”
Because every cynical word the saintess utters contains a painful reality.
I ended up banging her desk and repeating her usual words.
“If it doesn’t work, I can do it.”
“Please, Ian… ….”
As soon as the saintess heard me, she closed her eyes tightly and hit the hammer. Nevertheless, I did not stop and continued persuasion.
“There is still, there is still a way to fight… You can ask Emma. Last time, I was able to temporarily suture the image…… !”
But before I even finished my words.
The sound of a bang hitting the desk echoed.
“Please stop!”
A few drops of dew scattered, and I looked at her saintess with her stupid face on.
Water droplets run down her soft cheeks. Are those tears? My thinking came to a standstill at the transformation of a woman who was always brusque.
And sobbing.
“Please… hehehe, stop, do it… You know… Black.”
I had no choice but to stand there blankly.
The woman’s slender fingers struggled and pointed at my body. As if pleading, the tears were still flowing.
“With that body, that body… yes? Whoa… What the hell are you going to do! Are you crazy?! He’s already on the brink of death! I can’t even see the answer… I don’t know what to do to live, and I don’t know if I can live even if I worry like crazy from now on!”
“Well, but… ….”
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“Save Miss Celine?! Who is saving whom? Now you… Can’t we focus on saving you alone? I-I’m really going crazy… How can you stay sane!”
My head finally falls helplessly.
The saintess’ appeal was stronger than any persuasion. To the point where all the arguments I’ve made so far feel insignificant.
The woman I love cried and cried.
“Please, please… Ian, take care of you first. You want to save Miss Celine? And what if I lose you too? Me, what do I do then? Yes? No, I am, but the world… There are so many people who live only for you!”
Boom!
The fist that hit the desk again didn’t come back. Instead, the saintess let her arms tremble and shed tears. Between her tightly closed eyes, her dew constantly overflows.
“Should I, should I even kneel? In front of you? Please stop… Please just think of you! Can you do that? I’ll do that. So right now…… !”
While doing so, the saintess who raised her body was ready to kneel down at any moment. It was the reason why an urgent cry could not help but burst out of her mouth.
“Lucia!”
As I firmly hold her saintess’ shoulders with my hands, her moist pink eyes face me.
Sensation like a sand castle greeted by raindrops.
All my stubbornness was crumbling in front of those eyes that shimmered like springs. I looked at the saintess in silence for a while, and then she had no choice but to embrace the weeping woman in her arms.
“Sorry, sorry… I guess I was wrong.”
Apologetic words stuttering.
It was the best I could do now. Fortunately, the saintess only sobbed in my arms for a long time without much resistance, as if my sincerity was conveyed.
“I promise, I promise.”
Lucia demanded that of me.
“I will not fight anymore… Before he gets well, never again.”
Can you keep that promise?
I hesitated for a moment, but there was no retreat left. In the end, I had no choice but to let out an oath that sounded like a sigh.
“I will.”
As I comforted the crying woman, I was deeply troubled.
Is there really no choice but to throw it away?
Are there things you can’t really protect?
Like the words of a swordsmith, like the words of a saint, like the words of a man from the future.
No, like the whole world says.
I suddenly remembered what Delphirem had said. Did she say ‘puberty’, that’s what she said.
I was still suffering from puberty.
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“Sir Ian!”
The girl sitting on the hospital bed smiled brightly and waved her hand. She had bandages on her arms and forehead, probably because her treatment had not yet been completed, but her complexion itself looked good.
hahahahaha, it has no choice but to do so.
Everyone would think that if they knew her girlish status. The 5th princess of the empire, Shien, she wouldn’t have to save money to treat a person like that.
Of course, it was a good problem for me. For me, being able to see a healthy Xian again was the most important thing.
Naturally, my mouth held a thin line.
“How have you been?”
“Yes, yes… No, no! I felt a little lonely because I couldn’t see Sir Ian. Lol.”
I was fed up with her cute charm and burst into laughter. She was a very innocent girl. The insidious appearance of the past can hardly be found.
Her strangled steps stopped in front of the princess’s bed. Sitting on the chair prepared there, I asked how I was doing.
“Are you feeling well? When all the subordinates were killed, they looked very distressed…….”
“Because I thought everyone was going to die! However, when I woke up and thought about it, there must be a way to save it if I am still alive.”
‘Save me.’
As soon as she heard those words, she felt a heavy weight in her chest. A name that suddenly comes to mind sharpens my heart.
Celine Haster.
The girl I wanted to save, and the girl I might have to give up.
Inadvertently, her inner thoughts were moving her tongue.
“Come to think of it, Celine…….”
“Ah.”
As soon as she heard the name ‘Celine’, the princess showed a fishy smile. As if just remembering, the girl proudly spread her breasts and spoke to me.
“I just wanted to tell you about him. I’ve been thinking about ways to save my men, but first the b*tch…… !”
“Can I get one?”
And silence.
The princess’s eyes, which had a proud expression on her face, turned blankly to me. I also had to tilt my head, not knowing why the princess was moaning.
“Why is that?”
“No, no… Ehehehe. What did I hear wrong? Sir Lee Ang, weren’t you talking about our ‘Celine Hester’?”
The princess’s pupils were shaking vigorously as she asked. I tried to guess the reason, but I couldn’t help but let out a small sigh.
“Oh, sorry. There must still be painful memories… I was so engrossed in my thoughts. In a way, he’s like Her Highness’s enemy…….”
“No, no!”
At my subsequent apology, the princess hurriedly shook her hands and held me back. When I made a puzzled expression, the princess smiled and even comforted me.
“Hastur-senpai is also a kind of victim! It’s the Dark Cult that’s bad! Yes, of course.”
Thank you very much. Seeing the girl’s unexpected mercy, I had no choice but to smile.
“Thank you, Your Highness. You are the only one who says that. But, the ‘b*tch’ I just talked about…… ?”
“Ah, ah! Delphirem, that b*tch! After all, isn’t that the root of all evil? That was the story. Ehehehe.”
To speak harsh words with an innocent face.
It was a scene where I felt a sense of distance, but I soon decided to turn my nerves off. Wouldn’t it be natural for even the princess to want to curse at her enemies?
Simply, Shien looked at me gently and added a sneaky word.
“Yeah, but wouldn’t it be a bit difficult to save Hastur? It seems like it would be difficult to find numbers by force… I’d rather give up…….”
Just then.
Knock knocking on the door of the hospital room echoed. It was right after that that the confused gazes of the princess and I met.
Have guests coming?
The security of the intensive care unit where the princess is staying was thorough. As much as her status was her status, it was impossible to even visit her unless she was a major member of the empire, including me and the swordsmith.
Still, he was an unannounced guest.
I tried to raise my spirits just in case, but the presence I felt on the other side of the door was only glare. But one of them resembles a familiar figure to me.
“Senior Siene?”
Why did a human who didn’t come out at the last meeting suddenly come to visit now?
I was speechless, but the other person seemed to think it was an entry permit. Before long, a man in a white suit walked through the open door.
Siene-senpai, who followed behind him, seemed somewhat restless. What’s the matter, before I even asked.
“Nice to meet you. Ian Percus, and the 5th Princess, Her Highness. She has admired her radiant reputation from afar, and now it is an honor to see her face.”
All white.
That was my impression of her man. Her clothes, skin, hair, and even her pupils are silver, giving her a sense of unreality.
So it was difficult to read the inside.
“Also, I apologize for the inconvenience my nephew has caused. It’s weak, but I’ve prepared a certain amount of gold coins…….”
The feeling that time is gradually slowing down.
Strangely enough, I couldn’t take my eyes off her man. Somewhere, it seems like I’ve heard a story about a man with this impression.
“From now on, I plan to assist Her Highness in place of her nephew.”
Pure white, suit, gold coin, Alpenhauser.
Every single word falls into my brain like pieces. And the next moment.
“My name is Dalton.”
The two-syllable name crashes down from the top of the head to the spinal cord.
‘Dalton Alpenhauser’.
Yes, it was a name I had heard before. How could i forget
“It’s called ‘Dalton Alpenhauser’.”
The man who stole the Hastur family’s gold mine.
The man who tried to buy Celine’s grudge with two gold coins.
As fate would have it, he returned. Just like back then, he had a sullen smile on his face.
Time was passing again.