Rubinia only knows that the Marquis of Vermont is detained somewhere in the Grand Library. As Kyrie nodded her head, Rubinia spun around in her seat, arrogantly raising her chin.
âWell then! Itâs the Crown Princessâ order. Stop sitting at the desk and go out together! You wouldnât dare disobey the Crown Princessâ orders, would you?â
âYesâŚâŚ.â
Kyrie turned to look at the papers once and Rubiniaâs face once. And she swallowed her sigh that was about to come out.
âI didnât get the protocol, so Iâll have to listen to this. Iâm going to have to look into the public sentiment as well.â
Kyrie put the pen down as if she couldnât help it.
âI canât refuse the order from the heavenly Crown Princess. When?â
âToday.â
âYes?â
âRight now!â
Rubinia clapped her hands twice, and the door opened and female servants rushed in. Seeing Kyrie, who was stunned, Rubinia spread her fan and smiled.
âThey say it starts today, so donât waste your time? Decorate her moderately like a commoner!â
At Rubiniaâs command, her servants flocked like shoals of fish. Kyrie smiled bitterly at her. It looks like it was pre-appointed. Even MarryAnne followed her and looked at Kyrie with eyes that seemed to say âpleaseâ.
âItâs nothing. I have no choice but to give in to you today.â
Kyrie was taken helplessly, and in the meantime, Rubinia threw her irresistible words insignificantly.
âAh. Of course, I also told the Legendary Lord!â
***
They changed their clothes like a commoner, and changed their hair color by magic. When Kyrie and Rubinia came down to the entrance of the Grand Library, they found Nathaniel waiting in advance. When they saw him, even Kyrie, who had made up her mind that she would never react to him, flinched.
Nathaniel was surprisingly childlike. A boy of about ten years old, with his black silky hair and a pressed hat.
âYour Highness, I have workâŚâŚâ
âNo- This is the order of the Crown Princess! And outside, call me Ruby!â
Rubinia crossed her arms with Kyrie and hurriedly approached Nathaniel with. She, of course, was not in good spirits even if she was in front of Nathaniel.
âLegendary Lord!âŚ..Are you okay?â
A boy who looked like a doll, with white, round cheeks, laughed silently. He had a smile that made it difficult to judge his age.
[Yes.]
âThatâŚâŚCould you change your age?â
Rubinia asked skillfully. Nathaniel stared at her without answering her.
Yes, you are annoying.
Rubinia laughed hard. Looking at his attire, it seemed that he was disguised as a commoner, but his shabby attire seemed to make it difficult to hide his elegance.
Still, there will be no misunderstanding that he was a Legendary Lord. Rubinia nodded her head and looked back at Kyrie, who stiffened.
âYouâre doing it like that, but you have to stick with me!â
âYour Royal Highness.â
Kyrie avoided her gaze with her gloomy eyes. She continued to avoid making eye contact with Nathaniel, while Nathaniel looked only at Kyrie, as if nailed to it.
âEven if I donât go with youâŚâŚâ
âNo. You must go!â
âYour Royal Highness, IâŚ..â
[You donât want to go with me.]
Kyrie bit her lip at the boyâs giggle. Rubinia, who was sandwiched between them, tried hard to ignore Kyrieâs expression. She grabbed Kyrieâs arm and pulled her away.
âThen letâs go!â
***
The street in the early evening, when the twilight began to fall, was more exciting than usual. Spring flower decorations made by magic hung here and there, shining in five colors.
âWow! Itâs prettier than I thought! How did they use magic like this?â
Rubinia looked around and laughed. Kyrie, who had now given up on her escape, nodded her head.
âCertainly, they use magic on a daily basis.â
âKir! Look over there! Have you eaten that?â
âNo. But you canât eat it.â
âItâs okay! I grew up eating stuff like that!â
Rubinia dragged Kyrie who had a tired face and headed to a stall. Kyrie instinctively covered her mouth when she saw the fruit cut into small pieces and sprinkled with sweet sauce. Seeing that, Rubinia laughed softly.
âMister, itâs not three⌠plates but two!â
Rubinia glanced at Nathaniel and then changed her words. The fruit shop owner made a puzzled face.
âIf itâs three, you have to order three!â
âOh! The Lady talks a little cutely, doesnât she? I will just give you one! I need to, because you were safe when you went against Vermont!â
âGosh, really? No weakness!â
Even if the brilliant blonde hair disappeared, Rubiniaâs loveliness did not disappear. For five minutes, she even talked about the store ownerâs neighborâs son having twins this time. Kyrie, who was watching, admired her.
Rubinia soon turned around and held out a small paper bowl of fruits. Kyrie reached out reflexively. However, a small hand popped out in the middle and pushed Rubiniaâs hand out.
âAh!â
The bowl fell to the floor. It was a deliberate act if anyone saw.
ââŚâŚ.â
ââŚâŚ.â
[Mistake.]
Nathaniel with a boyâs face smiled broadly. Because the meaning of âI donât want to eat street foodâ was so clearly revealed, Rubinia put on a bitter expression.
ââŚâŚ.Yes, it is. Itâs okay.â
At that time, Kyrie stepped up.
âIâll buy it again, because itâs my order.â
Kyrie ordered another fruit and ate it. Of course, it wasnât too sweet or delicious. But Nathaniel looked at Kyrie with a very grumpy look, and that was enough for Kirier.
Rubinia looked sick and tired of it. She whispered in Kyrieâs ear so that Nathaniel could not hear her.
âAre you sure you canât? I feel like Iâm going to die!â
âI didnât know you were so close with him in the first place.â
âI ran into him at the library! And for courtesyâs sake, itâs better to invite him onceâŚâŚ.â
âThen Iâll go back now that Iâm done with my face.â
âNo!â
Rubinia shouted rather desperately, yikes and moved her neck. She whispered again.
âCanât you two please talk?â
[Leave her alone, sheâll be furious that she canât do anything about me.]
The boy walked ahead and said as if singing. Kyrieâs expression hardened again, and Rubinia between them let out a deep sigh.
âWhat the hell is going onâŚâŚ, uh, wait a minute.â
As she walked through her crowd, Rubinia looked down at the hem of her robe and cried.
âI spilled the sauce! What to do? Surely there was a water tap when we came, right?â
âRuby? Wait a minute, letâs go togetherâŚâŚâ
âNo! Iâll be right back, you two stay! Okay? Two of you!â
Rubinia disappeared into the crowd as fast as a fish avoiding a net. She had already gone too far to follow her.
âThen all thatâs left isâŚâŚâ
[Itâs a situation that you hate it.]
ââŚâŚ.â
Kyrie touched her forehead. She let go of her feelings with a sigh, then quietly left the central street. As a city of scholars who do not know how to play, the festival was not very big, so it was quiet just off the street.
It was past evening and it was near night. The lantern, seen through the narrow alleyway, swayed yellow and flickered. Sitting on the bench under the tree, Kyrie stared blankly in front of her. Nathaniel, in the form of a boy, took off his hat and dangling his legs next to Kyrie.
[Your friend is late.]
Kyrie tried to ignore Nathanielâs muttering. Looking at such Kyrie, Nathaniel laughed coldly.
[It would be quite painful for you to have just the two of us.]
Strength entered Kyrieâs fist. Even if she tried to think differently, it was hard to do so. All because of his voice
Nathanielâs voice echoes from a deeper depth than others. A perfect pronunciation, but sometimes it sounds like the ears are melting because of the mixed breath. Although the appearance was younger, that point did not change.
Kyrie didnât answer. Then Nathaniel came down from the bench and stood in front of Kyrie. The boy with terribly beautiful features looked at her with an innocent smile.
[You are very patient.]
Kyrieâs eyes blinked. Nathanielâs transparent sea-blue eyes watched kyrieâs every move without a single blink.
[Oneâs stubbornness is great. I donât know how long youâll be able to do that.]
Nathaniel smiled softly and leaned ahead. It was a disgustingly lovely and natural gesture. Kyrie turned her head away. She didnât look, and she didnât want to answer. Thanks to this, she didnât see the slight smile on the boy Nathanielâs face.
Itâs boring. (T/N: no brackets were written here, maybe the author forgot, who knows lol)
Nathaniel muttered slowly.
For quite some time, the two did not even move. It was not Rubinia who woke up that sharp stillness. It was a bell that rang throughout the city.
Ding ding ding!
Kyrie and Nathaniel raised their heads at the same time. Black smoke filled the night sky in an instant.
âFire!â
âCall for water!â
âEscape everyone! Fire!â
âDoes anyone know how to use water magic?!â
People were screaming and running across the alley. Kyrie jumped up from her seat.
[Kyrie. Donât move.]
Before she could move, Nathaniel said coldly. He was looking into the distance, searching for something with those creepy clear eyes.
Kyrie ran out into the central street. She heard Nathaniel kicking his tongue behind her, but that didnât bother her anymore.
The streets were abysmal. It seemed difficult to evacuate because there were a lot of people gathered for the festival.
[Kyrie. Go back to the library. Now you canât do anything.]
Nathaniel, approaching from behind her, spoke strongly again. There was a great sense of pressure just by the fact that the pupils stuck like black oysters between the blue irises were enlarged. Kyrie hesitated for a moment.
âShall I go to the fire scene? No. There is nothing I can do if I go.â
She canât even use water magic. She doesnât know the geography of the city as well as Pronoiaâs Fire Guard. She felt her anger surge up, but Nathaniel was right. Kyrie bit her lip.
[Kyrie.]
Nathaniel called out her name again.
At that moment. Needless to say, Kyrieâs shoulder was hit by people running frantically.
Kyrie immediately fell over the street.
As someone stepped on her hand, the first thing she thought of was Nathaniel. If it was Nathaniel, he would have pulled her and trampled on those who stepped on her instead. Kyrie, who had dust all over her body, raised her head hurriedly.
But surprisingly, he didnât take out his sword. However, with a very annoyed face, he was standing in front of Kyrie. People were running around him like sardines avoiding sharks.
He said sternly before Kyrie realized that it was very strange that Nathaniel hadnât killed anyone yet.
[Wake up. Or should I teach you to walk?]
The beautiful boyâs face was very fierce. Kyrie felt a slight embarrassment and stood up quickly. At that moment, a young man passing by her reached out his hand.
âHey, are you okay? Get up! Itâs dangerous!â
âAh yes. FineâŚâŚâ
Kyrie, who was reflexively trying to grab his hand, stopped for a moment. Something shimmering protruded through the robes of the young man who bent over. The young man seemed unaware of it. However, Kyrieâs eyes were instantly drawn to the sparkling thing.
âHold my hand!â
The amulet hung around the young manâs neck was engraved with a gold leopard pattern protecting the wand. The golden leopard is the symbol of the royal family Orewinbridge. The fact that there is a wand drawn on itâŚâŚ
âThe crest of the magic corps under the direct control of the king.â