The saint hates the princess-4
“You seem to have a lot on your mind.”
“Isn’t it inevitable? The person sitting in the coachman’s seat is watching you so ferociously.”
“You seem to care about the saintess a lot.”
I nodded at Adele’s words, and Adrian, who was sitting in front of me, seemed to be staring at me.
In many ways, I had to keep an eye on it.
It’s just getting a seat in the carriage, but considering what the women here think of me.
You realize that it is a much more important problem than expected.
So it was hard. Adele, sitting next to me, may not think much of it, but at least few in my life have struggled so much.
I think I have lived more than others.
He has accumulated more experience than a person with a fair amount of experience, and the wisdom accumulated over time is not easy.
I didn’t know that I would be troubled by this problem.
I have to push it, but I have to hit it. I really don’t know if I can do it.
Even if I don’t want to appear indecisive, each one of them is precious to me.
Maybe disappearing is the best way.
If everything goes well and ends, will I go on a trip without telling anyone?
I was also a little curious how others would react.
Adele seems to be chasing me somehow, but I’m sure she won’t come by boat.
Anyway, I just decided not to think about this situation.
The more I think about it, the more complicated it gets for me.
It’s a relationship that needs to be sorted out someday, and even right now, it has to be on the edge of a line, but.
Isn’t now the moment to organize things?
Not one person directly expressed affection for me, and there was not even a quarrel because of me.
Mirajen seemed rather fortunate that she didn’t sit with me.
Sometimes when our eyes meet, I avoid looking away with a strange expression, so maybe I’m ashamed of what happened earlier.
It’s still awkward. It was the same with Adrian and Adele, but especially with Miragen.
Our time together wasn’t very long, and when we met occasionally, there were many short and intense moments.
From her point of view, she probably doesn’t know why I’m so devoted.
When Miragen later recalls her memories, I hope she doesn’t blame herself for killing me.
Because it only happened once.
It was an accident, and it was unavoidable.
Didn’t I rather wish Mirazen died at that time?
The more people around me recall the memories of the previous episode, the more complicated my feelings become.
I hoped that they wouldn’t be sad to see me die, but I was afraid that they would see me with a different emotion than now.
“…Originally I was in that position.”
Adrian laughs at the muttering, a voice so small that only I can hear it.
So, I wanted to live while hearing those words.
I didn’t want sympathy or compassion just because I died a few times.
When I think about this, Adele has been very helpful.
Aren’t you the only one who can help me, at least at this point.
I stared out the window, lost in thought for a moment, when Adele tapped my shoulder with her finger.
“It’s better not to think too much. Especially since you tend to think in a negative way.”
“Then I guess I should say something. Do you intend to be my companion?”
“Maybe I can lend you my shoulder. Are you not going to sleep?”
go to sleep To be honest, I was a little tired from worrying about Miragen.
Adrian and Mirajen were already asleep, leaning on each other’s heads, so they rubbed their eyes and looked at Adele.
Adele smiled at my gaze, then shrugged her shoulders while brushing her hair to the side.
“You can just sleep.”
“No, you can’t just sleep.”
Adele pulled my hair and buried my face in my shoulder.
After struggling to catch my breath for a moment, she smiled and relaxed her hands.
I think I’d rather not be able to sleep if I did this. However, contrary to my thoughts, my body was quite tired.
I glanced at Adele with slowly closing eyes.
A faint smile was drawn on her lips as she looked down at me, so I was able to fall asleep with a little peace of mind.
It felt like I had never slept like this before.
Adele will remember it now, in old memories.
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“…same.”
I mutter while looking at Robert, who is sleeping on my shoulder.
It wasn’t really necessary to act like this, but there was a time like this in the old memories that come to mind more and more these days.
It has already ended a long time ago, but in the old memory, it is still going on in the middle of winter.
There was a time when the two of them relied on each other’s body temperature in a cave they entered while running away from being chased by foreigners.
He threw off his blood-soaked clothes and wrapped himself in a cloak, leaving only his underwear behind.
Although it was a bit embarrassing when he remembered it all vividly, the reverberation of the emotions he felt at that time gave Adele a subtle feeling.
Robert fell asleep with his back against the rough cave wall, leaning on his shoulder.
And myself watching it quietly.
It didn’t feel bad even when the blood-soaked hair touched it.
Rather, I just hoped that the time would last a little longer.
I wondered why I felt that way at the time, so I tried it, but it was a better experience than I thought.
I thought I could sleep well on someone else’s shoulder.
If it were you, you wouldn’t have been able to fall asleep easily because you were wary of others.
Do you trust yourself, or do you have a personality that trusts others easily?
Robert’s behavior, which he usually sees, would be closer to the former, but Adele found it difficult to accurately judge Robert’s feelings.
At first, it was just empty eyes.
I tried to hold on to him because he seemed like someone who showed no emotion and was about to leave at any moment.
He’s been quite emotional lately, but the change was so sudden that I couldn’t tell what he was thinking.
Sometimes I laughed softly as if I was really happy.
There were times when I put on a sad face as if I had lost the whole world.
Robert’s face did not show much emotional change.
It was always just a small smile or a furrowed eyebrow.
However, the eyes couldn’t tell a lie.
‘There must be other memories.’
I didn’t think that only the memories I had with him would exist.
There must have been times when he was with that saintess, and there must have been times when he had a deep relationship with the princess.
But now he was by my side. It’s not like there’s anyone else who recalled the memory.
It bothered me.
That there were things he didn’t know, and that he couldn’t ask Robert for secrets.
If it wasn’t for anyone else, he was the one who was strangely weak to Robert.
I don’t know if it’s because of the memories I had in the past, but it’s just.
Robert couldn’t behave like he did when dealing with Lotos or Bunta.
He could wield a sword and intimidate him casually, and he could use his position as a grand duke to open his mouth.
I just didn’t do it because I didn’t want to do it.
Lotos said his attitude toward Robert was unusual.
Wasn’t that why he spread the ridiculous rumor that he was a lover?
When I first heard that, I thought I should bury Lotos in a sunny place, but
Looking back, it wasn’t too bad.
Now it’s just a rumor, but it was because my thoughts changed along with the memories.
Wasn’t the self in the memory even thinking of proposing to Robert?
Of course, it was different from what I had now. So maybe it’s confusing.
He didn’t want to be swayed by the past and the present, or even the unknown past that he didn’t even know existed.
Cook, sleeping on his shoulder, Robert did not make the slightest movement.
Perhaps he had fallen asleep soundly, and his whispering breath continued even in the lightly rocking carriage.
I stare at Robert like that.
Long eyelashes, exceptionally pale skin. The eyes that had been looking at him, the lips that had been chattering and opening until just now.
It was a time when, little by little, the gap between faces narrowed.
“…what are you doing?”
Adele’s eyebrows wrinkled as she stared at Robert’s face.
What I was concentrating on broke. Adele, who had finally regained her composure from the momentary crossover of emotions, lifted her head.
Robert was still leaning on his shoulder, and Mirazen gazed at Adele quietly.
While I was asleep, I had no idea what was going on.
Apparently, Robert and the Archduke were far apart, but when the hell did they stick together like that?
Even as I stared at the sleeping Robert leaning on Adele’s shoulder, I clearly saw that he had just come towards the face.
What was he trying to do to the sleeping person? Seeing Mirajen narrowing her eyes, Adele opened her mouth.
“I was just watching for a while.”
“I didn’t feel like I was just watching. I don’t know why Prince Taylor fell asleep like that, but were they close enough to stare into the sleeping person’s face?”
“That’s right.”
From Adele’s point of view, it was natural.
They weren’t made friends or by other titles, but he was the only one who knew of Robert’s memories.
So, what else do you need besides being intimate?
Robert knew, he remembered. At least in this carriage, there would be no one closer than Robert and himself.
Mirajen was taken aback by that bold answer, but then calmly calmed down.
There was no reason to be angry. I was just a little surprised to see Adele and Robert together.
However, if another question arose, it was the basis for proudly speaking because they were close.
I knew that Robert was Adele’s lieutenant, but the word “close” to the relationship between the two I saw in the north didn’t fit.
“…was there something I didn’t know about? It seems like we are closer than before.”
“A lot of things happened.”
As Adele laughed softly, Mirajen glanced at Adrian, who was still asleep.
There were still many unknowns about Robert.
It was the same that he became close with Adrian without his knowledge, but he never thought that something would happen with the Archduke.
“Well, it was also called Jungin.”
The words he heard in an instant made Mirazen stiffen.
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Jung-in, if what he heard was not wrong, the meaning was clear.
I don’t think I’m joking, but…really?
Since she couldn’t believe it easily, Mirazen’s eyes, which had remained calm, began to shake.
Seeing that, Adele smiled.
If you see the princess or the saint shaken by these words, can’t you clearly see what’s inside them?
It was different from yours.
As long as you know the memories of the past, you can’t be like yourself confused between the past and the present.
Of course, even if their hearts are love for Robert, even if their hearts are still confused.
Adele had no intention of giving up Robert easily.
Wasn’t he interested in it in the first place?
They were the first to meet, and the first to tell them to come to the North.
Although the first meeting was rough, it was clear that Adele’s feelings for Robert had escaped attention.
don’t let go As I said before, I didn’t think of Robert as a thing, but I still thought of him as mine.
There was such a saying in the North.
If you want something, get it right away.
Although I can’t say I’ve got Robert completely in my hands, well.
Because you don’t know what will happen in the future.
If this heart were to be like those women, then it would have been enough to occupy Robert in a different way.
Whatever the method, it was not something Adele would consider deeply.
always lived like that Take it if you want it, and if you need it, use any method to get it.
That was Adele’s way, and that was the North’s way.
“I hope you arrive soon.”
Adele looked at the confused Mirajen and said.
Even if it doesn’t get in the way of me, it’s better if the competitor disappears quickly if possible.
As she headed towards her destination, Adele looked out the window.
Not many thoughts came to my mind.
Robert, still half asleep leaning on my shoulder, thought a little about the two women sitting in front of me.
And, the rest of the thoughts on the name of the artifact I’m going to meet now.
The name ‘Memory Coffin’, which I had heard at a glance while coming to the South, lingered in my head.