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Comedy dell’arte (2)
The night of Cheboim was deep.
The gloomy weather on ‘Sister Island’ was mixed with light snow. Whoops…
– Bump!
“Donna Corleone! He has appeared again! S, Scaramuca!”
The door opened, and a young man ran and fell on his face in front of the admiral.
The woman who was sitting on the highest seat of the room looking at the papers looked down at him indifferently.
His back, clad in a thick leather cloak, was going up and down steeply.
Emma Corleone saw that it was caused by fear, not hopping.
It was pathetic.
“What is the purpose?”
“Yes, yes?”
A blunt voice came out of the middle-aged man’s mouth.
The subordinate did not even look at him, and moistened his lips with his tongue.
I have to speak properly, but when I stood in front of my dear Signora, my head went white and my limbs trembled.
Even after a year, it was still like this.
The senior, who had seen the emperor of the continent from a distance, used to compare the two energy like this.
‘Your Majesty’s Majesty seemed to cut me down at once if I did anything evil. You are a great detective. On the other hand, our Signora is the one who will just throw away anyone who doesn’t like it.’
“Isn’t that his purpose?”
Signora’s question fell. It was already the second time.
If you do, you may have to get it in the cold winter sea.
The subordinate hurriedly gave an answer.
“It is said that even when someone calls, Scaramuca does not answer, just taps and beats. Today I knocked out a restaurant customer by beating them with a bard’s guitar. According to the victim, the accent is probably from the Empire…”
“Did you smuggle in?”
“There is such a guess. However, the force is overwhelming, so even the security forces have no one to fight against. Arrests have been unsuccessful.”
“Then I will have to change the security guard.”
said the admiral lowly. The subordinate swallowed the dry saliva.
Her jokes were hard to tell from the truth.
– click
The sound of a woman opening a cigar box was heard.
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One of the marines guarding the side quickly glued the cedar wick up.
Cheekyik, Tadadak…
“after······.”
For a while, only the noise of burning cigars and a pungent, mellow scent filled the room.
The air became cloudy. The young subordinate was lying motionless.
You shouldn’t even think about leaving the room until permission was given.
After a long ten minutes, the admiral took a cigar and opened his mouth slowly.
“Isn’t the guy who got hit a knave?”
“No, that’s right. However, from their point of view, it is not right for someone who looks like a foreigner to catch a citizen of the Principality like a mouse… They seem to be reporting it.”
“·················ogue.”
“There are more people who are sad. As usual, I was just betting on a beauty, but someone flew in and hit me.”
The subordinate bit his tongue and barely explained.
‘Skaramucha’ was a rogue who had only appeared in Cheboim for three or four days.
The reason he quickly gained a nickname and became a celebrity was simple.
This is because a tall man with a black mask covering his eyes, a valuable fur leather and ebony cloak, and a large hoodie on his shoulder turned the streets upside down with a mighty force.
Some complained that he was a villain to be cursed, and clasped at the Admiral’s feet.
But someone testified that thanks to that, the child got out of trouble.
Admiral Corleone was not officially a citizen of the Principality, but the commoners still came to her for help if they had difficulties.
Unlike Prince Lorenzo and his eldest son, Alessio, whom he never dared to meet in his life, the princess was always by their side.
He was a nobleman who paid revenge and returned debts.
“Signora, you have to catch Scaramuca. If he keeps playing around, he might get a copycat.”
The subordinate had the courage to speak directly. The admiral’s eyes narrowed.
She had seen this rogue several times in her life.
‘vigilante corps’.
This is what young people with a strong sense of justice do because they can’t control the boiling blood.
“Send the magistrate. If he can’t catch him, there must be a problem.”
“······Yes.”
“Don’t tell your father. Even so, he is a busy man.”
“I will take orders.”
The man rose to his feet. The spur on the admiral’s boots flashed fiercely.
“What happened to that pirate ship?”
He was startled by the stern question. Then I saw that too.
The subordinate fell flat again.
“It’s not my business, but… He doesn’t even move his mouth. The anchor wasn’t the problem, the ice was completely frozen up to the bottom of the sea where the boat was located. They say they can’t move the hull.”
“Is there any sea ice on the coast?”
“no.”
“But why is only that ship frozen?”
“that is······. We don’t think it makes sense either.”
There was nothing more to say.
His subordinates were killed by troubles that erupted simultaneously everywhere.
The facial expressions of the colleagues waiting outside must have been similar.
A few days ago, a pirate ship appeared on the coast of Cheboim.
But there were no flags and no attacks were fired.
The Imperial Coast Guard tilted their heads at the incomprehensible phenomenon.
Some swarms of bandits were blocked by the northern border of the Empire in advance, and now was not the time for the pirates to come down from the cold.
As soon as the ship landed, they searched for it, but nothing was found.
There were blankets and traces of a fire, but there were no crew members.
“The word ghost ship…”
‘Whoa.’ The admiral let out a long puff of smoke. The subordinate closed his eyes tightly and opened it.
In the territorial waters of the Empire and the Principality, it was none other than Signora who was called the owner of the ghost ship and commanded the sea.
For those who have crossed the line for over twenty years, ghost luck in the face of it.
It was an absurd excuse.
“It is a story made up by commoners because it is creepy that only the area around the enemy ship is frozen.”
“The bastard I mentioned earlier.”
“Yes?”
Scaramuca? The subordinate’s head rose slightly. The admiral snapped a cigar in his left hand.
“Isn’t that his ship?”
“ah······.”
The man let out a foolish exclamation and lowered his head.
It is a matter that can be related if you think about it a little, but no one has asked such a question so far.
It was because the appearance of an unidentified man and a ship was only a few days, and the duties of the security and security forces did not overlap often.
The Admiral didn’t even know about it. she spoke
“Catch some of the scaramuccia or scarabèo and interrogate the enemy ships.”
“Yes.”
“When you are done, burn the boat and get rid of it. I hate to see the weak cry for anxiety.”
“I will.”
The subordinate replied politely.
Although he spoke harshly, the admiral’s remarks were in consideration of the fearful citizens.
There was a legend among sailors that if they met a ghost ship, disaster would come.
In an island country that is highly dependent on fishing and trade, there are few things more terrifying than a sea disaster.
– Click!
“Donna Corleone!”
Then, another subordinate came in and saluted. Unlike the first subordinate, he had a bright expression.
“The Marquis François Duhem of Lister has left Adma and arrived at the Cheboim Portal. They say they will get to the mansion in an hour.”
“Good news.”
said the admiral.
The soldiers who read the joy in her tone of voice flirted.
The second subordinate added with a smile.
“Your group will like it. According to Luchana’s message, the marquise’s little Confucius grew up to be a majestic and handsome man. The young man who followed as an escort knight is said to be as elegant as a lily. The second princess is now in her 20s, and she is strong and lively, and it makes her happy just looking at it.”
Everyone laughed out loud. The corners of Signora’s lips moved as if they could be seen.
The report did not end there.
“But there are rumors that there is a lack of color among them. A widower in a black veil as a servant…”
“Uh-huh!”
“Look!”
At the word widower, the audience poured out shouts.
Among them, there were those who exchanged soft glances. The admiral silently looked down at his subordinates.
The woman who lived up to her expectations spoke up with a mixture of hand gestures and footsteps.
“He is a handsome man with white skin and fine eyelashes, with blonde hair shining like the sun in Adma. Lips are luscious like ripe cherries. There are people who have seen their faces with their veils removed from the play of the seabirds, but there was no riot in Villa Corleone.”
Some of them who heard the commentary brightened their eyes with greed. The left was buzzing.
The Admiral opened his mouth bluntly.
“It’s not just a dead wife.”
“Wah ha ha ha!”
“ha ha ha!”
I couldn’t confirm whether it was a joke, but Signora seemed to be in a good mood anyway, so everyone responded.
In the midst of unexpected events, she would have a second husband.
It was a slope among slopes.
“Let me in as soon as you are ready.”
“Okay, Signora!”
Exquisite examples poured in. The admiral sucked in the cigar until his cheeks became thin.
*
The two islands are so far apart, they are one country and are called ‘twin islands’.
If you express it in a Korean way, isn’t it at the level of Incheon and Jeju Island?
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Of course, in terms of scale, it must have been a farther distance than that.
Nevertheless, he said that the reason that the Principality was able to maintain the same culture for a long time was thanks to the ancient portals that tightly connected the books.
I moved forward admiring the amazing setting of the fantasy world.
However, as soon as I arrived at Cheboim, I slept well, so I was not tired.
I had three days off before.
“This is it. Signoret, Signora!”
Luchana, whom I met at the Adma Portal four days ago, guided us here again.
A new flower hung on the woman’s head.
The Marquis of François and Sir Herbet led the party, followed by Maria and I.
Sir John escorted us from the rear.
I captured the scenery of Cheboim that spread out the window into my field of vision.
‘Casa di Corleone’ was the admiral’s home and workplace, where the turquoise sea reached his chin.
-Tump, tuck
-Shoot aaa
-Jump, jerk
The sound of waves and footsteps diligently blended together.
Unlike Adma, located south of Lister, Cheboim was an island to the west.
In a straight line, it is the closest to Sarnez where Christel is, and if you take the boat a little further down, you will reach the free city of Ars in Serenite.
It was as high as the ecliptic, so it was very cold on the day.
When I crossed the portal last night, I thought, ‘That’s the perfect weather for hypothermia.’
The sea breeze at the end of December was at the level of a bite.
“It’s all here. How merciful Signora is. Isn’t it that the Marquis, who arrived late at night, waited until broad daylight for fear that he would get tired?”
Luchana was shivering in a furry coat of beast fur.
I looked up at the large wooden door, trying not to be nervous.
The ornate coat of arms of the Corleone family was embossed like a tree ornament at the top of the center.
After all, yesterday was Christmas. It’s a meaningless day here.
Seeing that I had a different thought, it seemed to have loosened up a bit.
“Thank you. Direct thanks to the Admiral.”
Marquis François, with a mace, answered in a noble tone.
He seemed like a completely different person than when he was in the Empire.
Luchana nodded and pushed the door.
– Click! profit…
I checked the veil one last time, thought of Demi and Tite still playing in bed, and the friends waiting for us in Lister.
It also reminded me of the family that will be at home.
If the conversation goes well here, you will be able to reach the Imperial Palace safely.
Then I will meet Master and get rid of my false accusations, and I will be able to survive once again.
Someday I’ll be able to go home.
“Come in.”
said a woman in a whisper. We entered the admiral’s drawing room.
The room was dark, and there was a strong cigarette smell that I had never smelled since possessing.
The curtains and lights hung everywhere were of different sizes and shapes.
I reflexively frowned.
It was hard work because I had never smoked, but this was really unfamiliar.
It is hard to believe that this is the setting of ‘Toegye-gong’ as well as the affectionate behavior of the people of the Empire who crossed the borderline.
“ah.”
I let out a small sigh. Perhaps,
“You are still beautiful, François Duhem.”
It sounded harsh like sandpaper.
“Madame Corleone.”
To the woman who sat on the highest point, the Marquis gave a stylish imperial greeting.
My thoughts stopped for a moment.
Right before I hurriedly bent over, I felt her eyes met.
“·················ogue.”
His sharp gray-green eyes were half-closed. There was a large scar on his right cheek.
The unbuttoned shirt was Corleone, and the white imperial uniform was taken off and draped over the shoulder.
The bountiful reggae hair flowed down to the waist.
Where the right hand was, there was a black hook.
‘Hook arm Haerangjeok’.
“See you, Admiral Emma Corleone.”
we said hello A low snort followed.