#13 Waiting for Spring (4)
Never in my 29 years of life has this ever happened.
My body reacted first when I met someone, I lowered my head because it was hard to make eye contact, and I also felt like an idiot.
All of this had never happened before in Ygret’s life.
“Did you call me?”
A languid voice pierces my ears.
It feels like all other noises have been erased,
“yes… .”
Ygret had the most girlish voice she had ever lived.
After that, I was perplexed.
‘What, what the fuck… .’
why is your voice like this
Why are they so thin and small?
Ygret suddenly remembered the image of himself, who usually spat out swear words in a big way, and shuddered at the sense of alienation.
Doing so didn’t change anything.
“Um, are you a wizard?”
“yes… .”
“Anything to see in our estate?”
How can you be so observant?
You say that Portman is the hostess, and her own robe.
There must be only two clues, but he then weaves a causal link to derive an answer.
That cleverness further distorted Ygret’s heartbeat.
“That, so… .”
It felt like my eyes were spinning.
I wanted to take off my robe all of a sudden, wondering why it was so hot, but I couldn’t.
Because this is the East.
And that’s because he’s a celebrity.
Somehow he revealed his face and said, ‘Igret of Yeomhwa is in the East!’ If a knight like that goes out, Calbaran is exposed to aggression as it is.
Even in the middle of it, Ygret took care of that and pressed the robe deeper.
“There is someone I know in that mansion… yo. this.”
For some reason, I felt like I should be respected.
Ygret crouched down.
The woman brought her hands together in front of her and bowed her head briefly.
“Because it was a sudden meeting, I couldn’t do my best. I am Tyria of House Portman who rules Yubin.”
Tyria Portman.
Tyria Portman.
Tyria Portman.
Ygret recalled her name in a row.
The thought that I should never forget soared like crazy.
“this… Ig.”
“Ig?”
“My Name… yo. this.”
Tyria made an “ah” sound and bowed once more.
“You are this wizard. Would you like to get in the carriage? I just finished my business.”
Mages are a rare resource.
Among them, the wizard wearing a golden robe was one of the high-class personnel welcomed anywhere on the continent.
Even though their effectiveness has declined due to the development of the industry, advanced wizards are still no different from nobles.
For Tyria, it was only natural to respect her.
Of course, Ygret couldn’t accept that.
Even before she grew up, she was a magician in a golden robe, and she was the one who had been treated only by others all her life.
In a situation where the hospitality is not new, the other person is worried without knowing the reason.
‘Are you interested in me?’
Beyond the question of whether women are married or whether the other person is a married woman, such thoughts come to mind in the realm of instinct.
maybe it’s the wind
“Oh, thank you… yo. this.”
Ygret managed to utter those words in the midst of confusion.
While unable to find a reason why her heart was like this, Tyria nodded and guided Ygret towards the carriage.
Ygret didn’t know.
‘As the family head said, wizards are very rare.’
That Tyria finds her attitude bizarre.
The cause is today’s purpose, Kashai.
-Magicians tend to be less sociable. Of the wizards I’ve met in the last 10 years, not a single one is sane.
It was a secret that would never be revealed.
*
Dalgrak, moongrak.
While the wagon was slowly moving down the road, Ygret glanced at Tyria in the seat next to the extension.
Thanks to her not talking much, she had some time to organize her thoughts.
‘What the hell is this?’
Ygret placed his hand on his chest and felt the rapid pulse.
Why did I feel so small in front of her?
‘Joe, do you like it? Am I a woman?’
Could it be that the reason was that I had never found a man I liked?
Was it because her gender identity was so distorted that she became an old virgin?
‘… no.’
It wasn’t.
Without going far, I was able to come up with an answer just by exercising my imagination in a small way.
Isn’t it?
Usually, when you think about dating or marriage, you will have the urge to do this or that with your partner.
But Ygret didn’t feel that way.
On the contrary, I don’t feel like touching her.
The feeling that touching something is a mortal sin that shouldn’t be done under heaven.
I want her to stay the status quo.
I wanted it to stay forever as it was, noble, beautiful, and elegant.
Express it differently.
‘east longitude?’
Maybe it’s that kind of feeling.
Even if it’s rotten, the great wizard with a genius brain was able to answer his feelings right away.
Surprisingly, it was idolized.
Ygret, who has always been the idol of everyone, was experiencing the first time in her life that she worshiped others as idols.
It was the moment when he laughed.
“Can you guess who the person is looking for?”
“Uh, uh… ?”
“If you mean that there are people you know in the mansion, it must mean that there are acquaintances among the servants, but among the servants of our mansion, there is no one who is likely to have a relationship with the wizard.”
I bet you do.
Considering Kasha’s diligence, who had come all the way here, she wouldn’t have done anything to reveal her identity hastily.
“that is… .”
Also, an idea came to my mind.
‘What if Kasha is targeting this woman?’
Thump, I felt my heart sink.
The thought of this woman being defiled by that malevolent ghost terrified me more than ever.
Ygret shook his head.
Looking at Tyria, who was looking right at him, he made a promise to himself.
‘I will protect you… !’
Fate must have brought you here.
Even thinking about that, Ygret continued his answer.
“Wow, get married… ! yo. this!”
I will personally accept a sloppy man like Kasha and keep her beautiful!
“marriage… Oh, are you promised to marry me?”
“Roughly… ?”
“Amazing. Ron? Dane? Or um… It might be among the articles.”
The longest words ever came out of her mouth.
Are you interested in someone else’s love history?
The tone has also become a bit fresher.
It’s good because it’s something girly.
“That, a pseudonym… It seems to be writing… yo. this.”
Tyria’s fingertips twitched when she answered shyly, pulling down the corner of her mouth.
Oops, it might be questionable if the family servant was using a pseudonym.
“D-I’ll take you… yo. this.”
Anything that bothers me will be removed from my eyes.
With that in mind, Tyria fell into thought for a moment, then nodded.
“It’s embarrassing because it’s a humble country estate. I’ll have to tell the head of the household to pay more attention to security.”
“If it’s the head of state… .”
“Ah, my husband, side… .”
For some reason, the moment she uttered the word husband, Tyria’s cheeks seemed to turn red.
It was hard to tell because the change in her expression was not that great, but what is certain is that her feelings for the lord are not small.
It was a fact that he knew because he was a stranger, and because he was paying attention to her small reactions.
‘Should I kill him?’
Should I kill the husband?
Wouldn’t it be the right law to tear and kill a shameless person after touching such a beautiful Tyria?
‘Yes, let’s kill him.’
It was a thought moment.
“Ah, you have arrived.”
The carriage stopped.
Through the window, I could see a small, quiet mansion.
To Ygret, it was a mansion that looked like a villa on the periphery.
‘To live in such a small place… .’
It felt like my heart would be torn apart.
Decide, let’s kill the lord and take Tyria and Kasha.
Ygret got out of the carriage.
And Tyria followed.
“for a moment.”
Tyria reached out and grabbed Igret.
At that moment, the heat spreads through the whole body in whispers from the place where it came into contact.
A strange feeling of pleasure rises up the spine.
The sense of immorality was a bonus.
“Oh… .”
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It was the moment when I cried out.
“… ma’am.”
A horrifyingly cold voice rang out.
A lively feeling pressed down on Ygret’s whole body.
Tyria answered in a quiet voice as if she did not know.
“Oh, my lord. You are a guest at the mansion.”
“A guest… .”
“house owner?”
It’s a familiar voice.
The man’s voice was too familiar to Ygret.
However, the names he and Tyria call each other are very strange.
Also, this life is strange.
‘uh… ?’
Ygret raised his head and could see.
The man with the same features as I remembered, standing in front of the door with a cane.
Even so, a man who was dressed so well and was different from what he remembered.
thud-!
My heart was beating loudly.
Kasha, Kasha was in front of me.
Unexpected forms, sitting on positions.
“Wizard, you are the owner of our family.”
So the author, Kasha, is Tyria’s husband.
My brain went blank.
Meanwhile, Kasha is approaching.
holding a cane
at a pace that is neither slow nor fast.
Pressing down on the whole body with suffocating life.
When you come to the front like that.
“Come here.”
Roughly grabs Tyria and locks her in her arms.
Ygret raised his head.
There was Kasha looking down at herself as if she would be torn to death at any moment.
“… What have you been up to here?”
The feeling that something invisible is choking your throat.
he will live
he wants to kill himself
It was strange.
You should be the first to question what he is against him.
No, the fact that the two are a couple should be questionable.
Also, you will have to fight to get rid of this murderous thing.
It all felt like nothing, and only one thought, a scene, filled Ygret’s stomach.
“uh… .”
As if to protect Tyria, Kasha distorts her handsome face and exudes murder.
Tyria opened her eyes wide like a rabbit with a blushing face in her arms.
And after that, a quiet mansion.
The more I look at it, the more it looks like a picture, and an ideal sight like someone’s delusion.
Ygret realized it now.
‘Ah, I liked this.’
That he is a terrible fool.
As long as you’re pretty and handsome, anything is good.
She spoke as if possessed.
“Long time no see… .”
and,
“… !”
At those words, Tyria’s complexion turned pale.
She remembered that the purpose of Ygret’s coming here was to take the fiancée.
*
‘Why is that bitch here?’
Danal felt like he was suffocating.
While passing the road, Kasha went out with a bloody expression, so I was just about to follow her, wondering what was going on.
But in the world, how can this be?
Isn’t the little boy who came with his wife who went out in the morning not someone else but Ygret?
‘… Fucked.’
An unusual thing happened.
Surely, by the end of today, someone’s neck was rolling around on the floor.
Danal quickly left and headed for the knights’ barracks.
“All the knights woah woah woah!!! Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!”
As he shouted loudly, five people lined up in front of him, including the seed knight Veron.
Danal said with a pale face.
“There is practice. Maintain the Knights Templar style stealth for a day! Don’t let anyone find out!”
chuck!
When Danal made a hand sign, his new type was blurred.
The four quick-witted knights realized that something had happened and similarly closed their hands and hid themselves.
Baron is… .
‘It’s a knight not to panic even in such a sudden situation!’
With a big smile, he began to practice the stealth skills he had learned so far.
Veron was steadily perfecting himself as an assassin even today.