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Past Is Meaningless
[Rather than looking at your student for the first time, the tutor is busy coveting the basket of the powerful, or the subject you are going to teach is just flattery?]
Nathaniel spoke harshly and pressed William’s head with his cane. Kyrie looked at William with a slightly pitiful gaze. The cane looks light and breezy, but she knows it is as heavy as gravity. William had to shout down at the floor.
“That’s not it! Because it’s Buchanan’s job.… Of course, I thought the Lord Legend will take care of it.…!”
Kyrie’s face turned expressionless. Nathaniel, who noticed her quickly, lifted William’s chin at the end of his cane.
[Archibold.]
“Yes…”
[You better not stand out from now on.]
In an instant, a sense of pressure pushed William. William turned white in the fear he felt for the first time. And… he peed.
The smell spread through the room. William bowed his face that seemed to explode late. It was a similar situation as in Gladioso, but this was Kyrie’s territory. Nathaniel with a gaze of intense hatred that she had never seen before, looked back at Kyrie as if asking for permission.
[It’s self-defense even if you kill him.]
“…You can excuse him.”
[No one will know.]
“I know…….”
While speaking, Kirier also had a face that she didn’t want to stop with the truth.
Nathaniel kicked his tongue. He looked like he wanted to stab William with his cane, but fortunately he didn’t pick up his sword.
[Archibold, clean up the dirty body and tell Buchanan. Don’t be annoying.]
He soon became foggy and disappeared. There’s probably more. Maybe it’s because he really thought he was going to kill him.
Kyrie ordered William to be brought to the guest room, and then waited until he came out in new pants. William appeared a long time later with a face of shame.
“Hey, Ms. Buchanan…….”
“Are you okay now?”
“Oh, of course, that’s true, but hey, this is a secret…….”
Kyrie smiled brightly.
“Don’t worry. I’ll keep it a secret. They say that if your energy is weak, your sphincter muscles don’t work well.”
“Oh, no. That’s not it!”
“Shall we go? Escort, please.”
“Ha, ha, yeah…….”
William headed to Cesar’s office with Kyrie, feeling down. Throughout William’s head, all he could think about was what to say to Duke Buchanan to allow him to continue serving the Legendary Lord.
Then a small murmur suddenly woke William up from his thoughts.
“I’m sorry. I know. I’m sorry.”
“What?”
William was so surprised that he looked down at Kyrie Buchanan with his arms folded. Kyrie, who was stopping looking somewhere in the hallway, looked up at William’s counter door with a murky purple eye. It was such a gruesome look that did not seem like a living person. William’s spine cooled down. However, at the next moment, such signs disappeared as if washing away.
“What’s wrong with you, Sir William?”
“What? No, just now…….”
Kyrie Buchanan looked strange. William, who hesitated, shrugged awkwardly.
“I guess it was the sound of the wind.”
“It’s been a long time since the spring breeze.”
Kyrie replied softly. William lightly shook it off his memory with her gentle and polite attitude.
As a result, William could not be a tutor for Kyrie. Duke Buchanan interrupted William, who enthusiastically appealed for his abilities, and said a word.
“So, what’s about the Lord Legend?”
“Don’t make him annoyed…….”
William delivered the sentence with a slightly embarrassed face. Cesar smiled mischievously
“Get out.”
William Archibold was fired that day. The next day, the tutor who appeared as if waiting was Governess from Count Barbiti.  Nathaniel didn’t say anything this time.
***
It was night. Kyrie was standing in the snow. It was the place she saw dozens of times in her dream. The difference was that it wasn’t as spacious as before.  There were high spectator seats around the round stadium-shaped site.  There, faceless people looked down at Kyrie.
Kyrie was stabbing Aaron. There were already a lot of Melonies and guards corpses she killed. In the distance, Nathaniel was smiling. On the ground, in the sky, everywhere.
When Aaron finally died, Kyrie woke up from her dream, breathing in.
“Gasp!”
Her whole body was covered with sweat. While she gasped, a cold hand touched her forehead.
[You have a lot of nightmares.]
Nathaniel, sitting next to her, said in a friendly voice that resembles the night. Kyrie rolled her eyes and looked at him. Even though the surrounding was dark, his skin shone like accumulated snow, and he was creepy and beautiful like a poppy at night.
[Sleep more. It’s too early for dawn]
Nathaniel whispered. Kyrie breathed in at the gentle voice.
[Is it wine?]
“No…”
Kyrie raised her tired body. She hesitated and opened her mouth.
“…….Do you want to take a walk?”
Nataniel escorted Kyrie after waiting for MarryAnne to help her change.
It’s been a long time since he walked with Kyrie in Buchanan’s garden. It was winter when a particular princess was arrogant, but before he knew it, the garden was all spring. Nathaniel walked between the trees and looked at Kyrie.
(T/N: if readers who have a goldfish memory like me, the arrogant princess is Julia owrenbridge and they both had a walk in the garden before Julia kidnapped Kyrie, he is thinking about that.)
Silky hair and small hands grabbing the shawl. The blank purple eyes, as she woke up, quickly noticed his gaze and gently blinked.
“Nataniel?”
When she called his name, he was so greedy that he was embarrassed. While he wanted to see a smile, he still had a desire to ruin the young and gentle human. He turned his head.
[It’s nothing.]
Kyrie made a short, fragile sound, saying, “Ah.” Then hesitated and gave strength to her hand holding his arm.
“Nataniel. By any chance……Those people, what happened to them?”
Even if she didn’t tell him in detail, he could see that she was referring to those who were talking about her on the street. Nathaniel smiled softly.
[Maybe they are dead?]
Even though it was a playful tone, Kyrie was surprised and stopped.
“Did you kill them?”
When he saw Kyrie’s face, which looked like a statue that died after getting tired of the earthly light, he was surprised.
[I can’t even joke around. We’re in a truce. They’re alive and sound.]
For now.
Nathaniel smiled, hiding the last word behind his tongue.
When several nobles die at the same time, Kyrie will surely notice. He couldn’t use the way he did for Gray Buchanan. He needed another way not to get caught. She might cry again if he went and killed people.
As if searching with soft purple eyes, she saw Nathaniel’s face. Nathaniel looked at her eyes without any backing down. His mask was not something that humans who had not lived for a century could grasp.
Kyrie soon became suspicious, but took a step back without hiding the swirl of anxiety.
“Nataniel…”
Kyrie whispered in a frightened voice. Nataniel just tilted his head without an answer, disapproving that she had moved away from him.
The face of Kyrie, who had been silent for a long time, reminded me of a deep agony.
“You can’t kill me.….”
Just in time, the wind blew, and Kyrie’s voice was mixed through the shaking leaves of the tree. Looking at Kyrie, who had a lost child-like face with her hands together, Nathaniel spoke softly.
[I thought you’d say something for yourself this time.]
“I’m fine. Since I’m a noble, what others say about me…… I’m used to it.”
[I can’t see it that way.]
“You’ll get used to it.”
Nathaniel raised his head for a moment. This cotton candy is as stubborn as steel.
[Kyrie. I don’t understand. I did it, but you don’t blame me at all. That doesn’t mean you blame others.]
“Does that change something? Past is meaningless.”
[Did the past pass inside you?]
Kyrie opened her eyes like a person who was stabbed in a loophole and was puzzled.
“It’ll pass.”
But it was a voice without confidence.
Nathaniel stared at Kyrie gently. It sounded like a desperate pledge to simply say hope. Not just now, but all her words were.
Nathaniel naturally recalled young Kyrie Buchanan. Ten years old. The father is like a wolf, and the mother abandoned her. How did Kyrie Buchanan maintain that character in such an environment?
He could answer that without difficulty. People find God in hell. Young Kyrie Buchanan would have thought.
It’ll pass.
Everything will be fine. If you try, you’ll be able to achieve it. You’ll be happy at the end of the story.
Finally, even in his eyes, there seemed to be a panoramic view of the barren tower that Kyrie Buchanan had built with her bare hands.
Knowing that, Nathaniel could have crushed it. However, he pulled and hugged Kyrie with slow and soft movements.
[Yes. It’ll pass by. It’ll definitely pass by. It’ll be so meaningless that you’ll be surprised later.]
He had no choice but to say so.
There was no guilt. He didn’t even regret what he had done. Even if he is the one who dropped sugar cookies under the table, what is wrong is the ants that flock there. It wasn’t much of a concern for him. As long as Nataniel has lived, words, countless times, have been spoken by people. The footsteps of ants and the flap of beetles were familiar and worthless to him.
But not for Kyrie Buchanan.
Should I say I’ll kill you?
He quickly abandoned the idea.
If he does, he will definitely push her into the well of silence after making a wounded face.
[Kyrie.]
Nathaniel made the young sheep who did not run away from his arms on a wooden chair at the end of the promenade.
As he wrapped her cheek with his finger, Kyrie raised her head, exhaling a long, trembling breath. He almost had an ulterior motive. However, he was polite enough not to touch the lady who woke up from the nightmare. Nathaniel gently patted Kyrie.
[Go somewhere else for a second]
“Somewhere else……?”
[A villa or it’s good to look at your land.]
Kyrie blinked.
“Alone…”
[No way. Of course I’m where you are.]
Nathaniel said, fiddling with Kyrie’s ear. She had pretty ears of the right size.
Kyrie looked at the end of the garden, leaving him alone. Aaron was watching them. It was a cruel and cold face.
When she saw Aaron, she teared up and her vision turned blurred. She was afraid. She knew she was out of her mind. She couldn’t help but know. Seeing the dead and hearing their voices cannot be in a normal state. It was exhausting and hard.
In the meantime, the touch of stroking her head and hugging my back was so warm. Kyrie asked God inwardly.
Can’t I say it now?
Wouldn’t it be okay if it’s just one word?
Can’t the people watching me say that I’m too tired, that it’s hard to hold out, that I’m afraid of Aaron?
[Kyrie.]
“…….”
[If there’s anything you want, tell me. Whatever]
Kyrie’s shoulders were shacking. Her hand grabbed Nathaniel’s hem.
“Nataniel…”
[Yes.]
“I…”
When she raised her head, their eyes met. Nataniel was looking at Kyrie gently, like an unknown being. His blue eyes were like a deep and wide sea and her own weakness seemed to be submerged somewhere in the sea.
[You?]
Nathaniel whispered as he put Kyrie’s hair behind her ears. Kyrie’s eyes heated up.
“I, actually…….”
It was then.
A yellow thing was reflected in the sky behind Nathaniel’s head. Kyrie’s gaze headed there as if possessed.
“That’s….”