112 – Scene 112# Folly
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“Uh… .”
Wendy was enjoying the warmth under the blanket.
I can’t remember when I fell asleep.
Right now, I just wanted to rest in a pleasant languor.
“Good smell… .”
Something reassuring smelled from the duvet.
Familiar… A smell that somehow made her happy.
yes. this is clear… . it’s his smell
“… huh?”
Realizing that fact, Wendy opened her eyes.
The place she was in was an old-fashioned room.
Luxurious ornaments were seen everywhere. No, if you look closely, there is nothing that is not expensive.
The blanket Wendy was covering right now was very soft, and the black lion pattern was embroidered on the end of the blanket. That is none other than the pattern that symbolizes the owner of this mansion.
That means… .
“Why, why am I here… .”
Only then did Wendy realize where this place was. It was the bedroom of her master, Count Tristan.
It would be a big deal if it became known that she, who was only an attendant, dared to sleep in her master’s bed.
Wendy quickly tried to get out of bed.
“?!”
Then, something stirred under the blanket.
I got goosebumps.
My heart raced uncontrollably.
This is Tristan’s bedroom. Then, the person who was sleeping with her couldn’t be… .
After preparing herself, Wendy carefully lifted the blanket.
However, the person there was different from what she expected.
“Who, who… ?”
I guess it was around 10 years old.
It was an impressive girl with lemon-colored hair. He was sleeping, hugging a pillow, wearing pajamas the same color as his hair.
“Ugh… . hopefully… .”
“I-over there… .”
“Uh?”
The girl woke up at Wendy’s call.
The girl woke up rubbing her sleepy eyes and yawned.
“did you sleep well… ?”
“Yes? Yes…”
“nice to meet you… . It’s the first time I’ve actually met… .”
“Do you know me?”
“Ooooh… . I am Lili.”
Liri, who stretched, looked at Wendy with deep eyes and said.
“He is a god who will be your back ship.”
“Poetry, God?!”
“Uh… .”
Wendy couldn’t help but panic.
It wasn’t enough that the girl he was seeing for the first time was sleeping in the same bed, and he was referring to himself as a god.
As far as Wendy knew, gods were known as high-altitude beings who only appeared in front of warriors and heroes who would save the world.
The appearance of one of those gods might have something to do with the warrior’s blood flowing through her body.
Wendy carefully examined the girl.
The girl exudes a unique aura.
Should I call it a glow?
Something glittering like a haze floated around her. At the same time, I felt something like an aura that can’t be felt by ordinary people.
When this happened, Wendy had no choice but to dispel her doubts. Lily stopped her from bowing her head.
“Ugh… . I’m going to do something like that. There is nothing very great about being a god. That kind of greeting is so uncomfortable… .”
“Yes, yes… .”
Wendy, who obediently followed Liri’s words, asked just in case.
“By the way… . Am I dead?”
“no… . I was on the verge of dying If it wasn’t for your master, I would have died.”
It was only then that Wendy remembered that the Count had come to the dead to save her.
“Bae, is the Count all right?!”
“Uh… . He’s fine.”
“thank god… . I’m so glad… .”
Wendy hugged the blanket in relief.
Seeing that, Lili said in a still sleepy voice.
“I saw your performance well… . I have judged that you have the qualities to become a hero.”
“I am a warrior… Yo?”
“Uh. Talent is talent, but the spirit of sacrifice is one of the qualities that a hero should have… .”
Wendy remembered the fact that she risked her life in the barrier.
I didn’t know that I would get God’s attention with that action.
Lili yawned sleepily.
“Soon this world will need heroes and warriors. I want to promote you as a potential hero candidate.”
“Go, even if it suddenly happens… .”
“I am not saying that you should become a warrior right away. It’s okay to think slowly… . I’m just here to give you options. Many privileges are given to warriors… .”
Wendy was lost in thought.
Even after realizing that the legendary hero was her ancestor, her life did not change much.
Because Wendy hoped to live as Tristan’s exclusive maid, not as a hero.
However, I did not think that I would be able to run away from fate forever.
Having inherited the blood of a warrior, she will surely face that fate someday.
But Wendy wanted to stay with Tristan until that day came. I wanted to help him in any way.
“Oh… .”
Lily held out her hand as if she had suddenly remembered.
“Give me your palm.”
“Yes? Yes…”
Lily places something on Wendy’s palm.
It was a coin that glowed lemon-yellow.
“This is my donation… .”
“Huh, a donation?”
“Uh. This is a miracle coin. You can collect these and buy miracles from me. So put it away before anyone sees it… .”
“Oh, thank you… .”
When Wendy pretended to put it in her pocket, the coin disappeared in an instant.
At the same time, a message appeared in front of her eyes.
[100 coins were sponsored by God.]
[-Supporter: Lili]
[-Sponsorship Message: Hey. hopefully.]
“uh… … ?”
After staring blankly at the mysterious message that appeared in the air, Wendy found Lily with her arms outstretched.
“hug me.”
“Yes?”
“hug me… .”
Lily was sticking out her mouth.
After hesitating, Wendy hugged Lily tightly as she was told.
The two lay on the bed hugging each other.
Thinking of lying on the same bed as God made Wendy feel strange.
“Hey… .”
Lili muttered as she savored Wendy’s embrace.
“10 years… … .”
“Yes… ?”
“In 10 years like this, you too will be able to become a great demon… .”
“Damn it… What?”
“Uh… .”
After making an incomprehensible noise, Lily quickly fell from Wendy’s arms and said.
“Your dreams are so sweet… . It’s good that you don’t ask when. Sometimes I just want to go to sleep.”
“My dream… ? Is this in my dream then?”
“Uh. Wait, I got a free ride on your dreams. Thanks to you, I’ll have a good time… . see you again.”
“Yes? what is that-”
The moment Wendy tried to ask something back, I realized that the side next to me was empty.
“Liri?”
I lifted the blanket and looked around, but Lili was nowhere to be found.
Is this also the power of God?
But the place hasn’t changed.
Wendy was still in the Count’s bedroom.
Why am I still not waking up from my dream… .
Just as I was questioning that, the door opened.
“Are you awake?”
“Count… ?”
The one who opened the door and entered was Tristan, the head of the Ruelberta family and a black nobleman.
Although it was a dream, he still had a radiant appearance.
“How is your body?”
“Okay, it’s okay.”
Come to think of it, there was not a single wound on the body.
To be so fine after such a terrible injury… .
‘As expected, this place is still in my dream… .’
The question cleared up in Wendy’s mind.
In the first place, unless it was a dream, there is no way she, as an attendant, would wake up in his bedroom.
Tristan sat down in the chair next to the bed and opened the newspaper.
Although he was in her dream, he was just as elegant and dignified as he was in real life.
‘then… .’
Seeing this, Wendy had a bad thought.
It would be fine if she did what she had secretly thought about here.
because it’s a dream
gulp… .
Thinking so, Wendy got out of bed and approached Tristan.
to commit a deviation.
“… Well?”
Wendy, without warning, sat on Tristan’s lap as he read the paper.
“Ehehehe… .”
“… What are you doing now?”
“I really wanted to try this once.”
A taboo that can never be done as an attendant.
Wendy was sitting on her master’s lap, committing a childish aberration.
And, perhaps because it was a dream, Tristan muttered without much reaction.
“… is it. If you really wanted to try it, you can’t help it.”
“Yes!”
Wendy laughed hysterically.
As Lily said, it was a really sweet dream.
How could you be so close to him?
After confirming that it was a dream, Wendy made a bolder request.
“Count. my head… . Could you please stroke it… ?”
“… Well.”
This time, Tristan silently started stroking her hair.
“Huh… … .”
Feeling that kind touch, Wendy quickly became ecstatic and leaned on Tristan.
“I feel like a princess… .”
“… is it.”
At this point, Wendy started listing the words she dared to say.
“I always thought only of the Count.”
“yes.”
“I wanted to meet you.”
“yes.”
“Did the Count miss me too… ?”
“… yes.”
“Ehehehehe… . Me too!”
Wendy rubbed her face in Tristan’s arms.
I missed his arms.
I missed his smell.
In a dream so vivid, Wendy muttered involuntarily.
“I am so happy… . I hope you don’t wake up from your dream… .”
“… ?”
Tristan, who had been nodding all the time at those words, tilted his head.
“Wendy.”
“Yes… ?”
“Have you not woken up yet?”
Wendy, who was rubbing her face in Tristan’s arms, hesitated.
Anxiety prevailed.
no way no… !
“This is a dream… … Wasn’t it?”
“… … .”
Tristan put his hand to Wendy’s nose in silence.
It was even slightly pinched.
“Ha, hapayo!?”
“Calm down.”
Wendy’s back was wet with cold sweat.
no. It can’t be.
“Yeah, but you don’t have any scars?”
“30 senior therapists from a university hospital gathered to treat you. Those who compete for the best in each field have had a hard time treating you alone. But you haven’t fully recovered yet, so take it easy.”
“Then why am I in the Count’s bed!?”
“Your cheap bed is not suitable for patients. Sleep in my bed until I recover.”
With those words, Tristan closed the newspaper.
And I hugged Wendy.
“Hey?!”
It was a so-called princess hug.
Wendy looked up at Tristan, trembling.
He put her back on the bed and covered her with a blanket.
“If you want to fool around with me like that, do it after your body is completely healed.”
“… … !!!!!”
It wasn’t a dream either!
Wendy’s face turned red and she began to stutter.
“That, not that… . Count… . That’s not it!”
“Rest in peace.”
“Hey… ! Please forget me!”
As Tristan was about to leave the bedroom, he hesitated at the door.
Then he looked at Wendy and said as if he was laughing.
“Don’t order me. princess.”