101 – Scene 101# relative statement
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A shabby bar at the entrance of an alley, ‘angel’s drinking habit.’
A fairly unfamiliar sight was unfolding in this place where rugged mercenaries and imperial soldiers often came and went.
jingle.
“Wet it.”
“enemy… What do you mean by Shindani… ?”
“What is it? I mean pour it down your throat.”
At Blanche’s question, Helga poured the glass into her mouth.
“Well! This feeling seeping into your throat!”
“indeed… .”
After peering curiously into the liquid in the glass, Blanche poured it into her mouth, just as Helga had done.
“… What?!”
The moment she drank it, Blanche frowned at the scent that pierced her nose.
On the other hand, Helga was calmly filling an empty glass.
“Isn’t this drink too bitter?”
“Are you drinking?”
Helga snorted.
“It’s because you grew up smoothly without any hardships. After going through a lot of hard work, it’s just like a sweet drink.”
“… … Is that so?”
Helga and Blanche were sitting at a table in the corner of the bar.
Since they were the only female customers in the bar that smelled like men, the eyes of the people around them naturally focused on them.
“Sigh… . By now, the thought of being with that woman makes our count upset.”
“Be careful with your words. Excuse me, my lady.”
“a. You could say that between us.”
“Not even between us. Our Lady Bella is the daughter of the Duke of Isaac Hell. Be polite even in such private occasions.”
“Tsk. Do you know that only the lady you serve is a noble? I am also from a noble family.”
Helga touched her glass as if she was reminded of the past.
“What? Right now, I’m putting aside everything about my status and working for the Count.”
“… … .”
“Ah, of course, even if I had the status of aristocrat up until now, it doesn’t mean that I was able to beg the princess. No, besides, isn’t that look too deceptive? You are many times more beautiful than rumors. Your princess.”
“Your heart is many times more beautiful.”
Blanche said proudly.
Helga asked her about this time.
“I’m asking you now, but what’s your relationship with the Count? He said he was an enemy last time.”
“I said it was not an enemy, but a tough bad relationship.”
“That or that.”
Helga took a drink.
“Let’s identify our peers. To be honest, I don’t think you’re really a threat to the Count. Am I right?”
Receiving Helga’s question, Blanche was lost in thought for a moment.
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Deep inside Blanche, hatred for the Ruelberta family still remained.
The past, where he was used as an assassination tool by them and transplanted the heart of the beast into his body, was a wound that would never be erased.
Until the Luelberta family is destroyed, the lump in Blanche’s heart will not disappear.
However, when asked about his enmity towards Tristan, Blanche could not easily answer.
After a bloody battle on the roof of a department store, Blanche watched Tristan.
He was still cold and blunt, but he wasn’t the cold-blooded villain she’d thought he was.
Still, Blanche couldn’t completely let go of her vigilance. It was entirely because of the Ruelberta family that Tristan was carrying.
Because he was the head of the family that ruined her life.
Because of the gap, Blanche had no choice but to say this in the end.
“… I made a promise to the Count. I will see his end with my own two eyes.”
“Oh my goodness? This is very common. I swore to protect the last moments of the Count.”
Helga gleefully emptied her glass.
“like. Admit it if that’s the case.”
Then, as if asking for a toast by pouring alcohol, he pushed it out to Blanche.
“I’m sorry I attacked you all the time last time. From this moment on, why don’t we shake off the ill feelings we have towards each other with this drink?”
Blanche quietly accepted the glass Helga offered her.
“I’m sorry, but aren’t the cups too small to shake them all off?”
“Yes?”
“This is just about right.”
Blanche put down the glass she was holding and picked up the bottle next to her.
“I don’t know about you, but I haven’t had an easy life either.”
She started drinking from the bottle.
More than half of the remaining alcohol disappeared through her mouth like magic.
Before long, Blanche put down the empty wine bottle and spoke.
“Your drink is so sweet.”
Helga stared blankly at Blanche, who looked refreshed, perhaps because of the alcohol.
“I ate a room… . I pretended to be weak in front of the kids earlier, but to think that I have a side like this… .”
“Well. Aren’t they cute kids anyway? When I see children, I can’t use my arms… .”
“Heh… . After hearing the word Mama, did you want to have a child?”
“… I honestly don’t know.”
Bella gave Blanche a new life as an assassin. Of course, a new life was not a big deal.
It was just a normal life to live like everyone else. The future of meeting someone you like one day and getting married and starting a family.
However, it was difficult for Blanche to imagine such a life yet.
“I don’t know if I deserve it, and I don’t know if the opportunity will ever come to me.”
Blanche muttered with a dark face.
Helga ordered a drink and poured it into her glass.
“You are saying very strange things too.”
“Sounds strange?”
“There’s no way you don’t deserve that. No matter what kind of life you have lived, you deserve to be happy.”
“You mean happy qualifications…? .”
Blanche muttered with a dark face.
As she was about to empty her glass, Helga said.
“I know what you’re thinking, but wake up. Did I tell you earlier? I’ll be the Count’s last. If you want to have the Count’s children like that, I’ll have them after I’ve had ten.”
“Ku-cool?! What!?”
Blanche almost spewed the liquor out of her mouth.
“Why, why do I have to give birth to the Count’s child?!”
“Eh? Then whose child are you planning to give birth to?”
“Not count! There is no reason for that!”
“hehehe. Are you embarrassed to do that?”
“It’s not like that! Rather, you are the one who has no shame?! What kind of child, giving birth to ten people… !”
Blanche stuttered in embarrassment.
On the other hand, Helga was carefree.
“The more children who look like the Count, the better. Aww, just thinking about it would be cute. hehehehe… .”
“Are you really going to marry the Count? If so, I’m really sorry… Our lady has feelings for the Count.”
It was an unpleasant reality, but what Blanche said was actually true.
I could tell just by looking at Bella’s attitude when she was with Tristan.
“maybe… . At this rate, the two of you could actually get married.”
At Blanche’s advice, Helga spoke in a drunken voice.
“it’s okay. Isn’t the count’s wife the one who gave birth to many children?”
“No, how vulgar is that… !”
“And marriage doesn’t matter. Because I will be closer to the Count than when I was married.”
“you… .”
Blanche covered her face involuntarily.
I don’t know if it’s shame or drunkenness, but my face was hot.
What the hell did this woman say so embarrassingly? .
It was then that Blanche had such an idea.
“hey. Don’t play with the ladies and let me join you.”
A man with a shaggy beard came to the table where the girls were.
I was so drunk that I couldn’t control my body.
Blanche politely told him.
“I’m sorry, but today we’re going to take a break by ourselves. so… .”
“Ah, then I’ll sit down for a while. OK? see you guys I’ll just watch.”
The man pulled out a chair and sat down on his own.
His sinister gaze was fixed on Blanche and Helga.
To be precise, toward their bodies.
“Ahahahaha… . It’s been a long time since I’ve been blatantly arguing like this.”
“what?”
The man said, scanning Helga’s body with sticky eyes.
“What if I see you? ok?”
The man got up from his seat.
Then, as if threatening Helga, he put his hand on the table.
“It’s hard to find a woman with a smooth body like you.”
“Thanks for the compliments. But it’s unpleasant to hear from a guy like you.”
“Keuk. I like it. I like to pick strong flowers like you, so noaaagh?!?!”
“Oh my goodness. You did. I like breaking the fingers of bullies like you.”
Helga’s hand was grasping and twisting the man’s finger.
“Did you steal my leg from before? do you want to die Or do you not want to live?”
“Muh, what a difference!”
Cleaving her fingers, Helga pressed the screaming man to the table.
“Then what if my legs wear out? Will you ask me?”
“Ah, no, I’m going to wear it out just by looking at it!”
The man screamed every time his finger broke.
However, Helga’s ruthlessness did not dampen his spirit.
“Hey! f*ck! Let go! Do you know who I am?!”
“Was it our old age? I don’t know.”
“I am the infamous soldier of Aslan! As long as you touch me, it won’t end well for you!”
“Ohh… ?”
An unexpected name popped up.
Helga and Blanche’s eyes met.
“Then you know who I am.”
“How do I know that! You’re welcome!”
“An Equal Statement.”
“what… ?”
Helga pulled something out of her bosom.
Resembling a black string, it was placed over her left eye.
It was Helga’s eyepatch, which had been with Aslan from his time as a soldier until he became vice-captain.
“It’s a statement of authority. Unless you’ve got a dick in the head.”