He was six years older than Kyrie and had a temperament to show off his righteousness and boldness at every moment of his everyday life, perhaps because he read the biography of the hero too deeply as a child.
That night, what awakened Kyrie was the loud singing of the heroâs biography enthusiast.
ăâThis dreamy night, my little bird, please tweet for those who canât sleep!âă
Kyrie rubbed her eyes and tried to come to her senses at the outspoken shout.
âWhatâŠâŠ? MaryAnne, outsideâŠâ
âIâll go, my ladyâŠ!â
âItâs RimoâŠâŠ Oh, MaryAnne was resting from a nervous breakdownâŠ..â
After accompanying Nathaniel, Rimo was attached to Kyrie instead of MaryAnne, who feared him enough to convulse.
As expected, Rimo, who woke up, approached with a yawn.
âIâll open the window, my lady.â
When the window was opened, the voice of the criminal who woke her up was more clearly heard. He had such a good voice, that Kyrie could even tell at which beat he was breathing.
ă Itâs a low night until I see you. If I see you in a dream, night is always night!ă
âAh. Please.â
Kyrie turned her head and raised her upper body. Rimo quickly covered her who was in negligee with a shawl.
âThe Young Lord, Gladios Vermont, my lady.â
âYes. I can tell just by hearing that boring song.â
Kyrie gritted her teeth.
âIs it finally my turn?â
Gladios was a man with a habit of rousing peopleâs nerves by singing love songs whenever he was interested in a lady.
Kyrie nervously stretched her head out the window. She could see the silhouette of the Great Sword, carved with jewels, visible on the broad chest and small waist body.
(T/N: If you have seen the Hugo in season 2 of Lucia then thatâs the body shape of Gladios. Iceprince I so wanna tag you here rn)
âWhat are you doing there, Gladios?â
âOh, Kyrie, woman with a beautiful name! She finally came!â
Gladios cried from under the window of the guest room on the highest floor.
âI was waiting for you to come out!â
âSo Iâm here to tell you when to sleep.â (T/N: If it were me I would have thrown a flower pot at his head. People who disturb sleep should be punished.)
âOh, Kyrie, Kyrie! Youâre still like a cold winter goddess! But I can also see the glorious hope blazing in that ice field!â
âThat hope shines a little more during the day. Itâs time to go to bed, Gladios.â
âDonât say that, my cute little moonbird. There are not many days left for us to meet like this! How can I not lament that fate is in the way between us!
Kyrie had never done anything that would attach her to him. If thatâs really her fate, it would be better to stick her nose into the water and die right away.
Kyrie was relieved that her expression could not be seen properly because of the long distance, and she crumbled her expression to her heartâs content.
âIt is better to talk about that fate tomorrow.â
âKyrie!â
Gladios called her with his passionate voice.
âI heard a funny story from my father! I want an answer to that!â
âWhat are you talking about?â
âYou⊠you are traveling with a man who I donât know, who is unclear!â
There was certainly nothing wrong, but it was clear that there was a great deal of misunderstanding in the background narrative. He must have mistaken for a romance-seeking wall, or something.
(T/N: The way Marquis narrated the story to his son was like Kyrie was interested in some lonely man and gave him shelter coz of his looks. In short sugar mommy)
âWhatever it is, Iâd rather talk to you tomorrow, Mr. Gladios.â
After saying that, Kyrie realized that Gladios was holding something.
âIs that a liquor bottle? Oh My God.â
This country would tend to over-package rudeness as fresh youth.
(T/N: It was rude to talk to a young lady while you are drunk. So kyrie meant is all the rudeness could be seen in the youth of this generation)
âKyrie, Kyrie! Donât abandon me!â
Gladios seemed unlikely to retreat until his drunkenness turned into sleepiness. But if the window was closed, that hero would not hesitate to wrap up the climbing walls with romance.
Kyrie continued to think with a sleepy head.
âThere is obviously nothing good about being rejected by Vermont, one of the seven major families. Now that I had my engagement with the Crown Prince broken off, Gladios is certainly a good marriageâŠâŠâ
Kyrie, who thought about it that much, swept her hair.
Even though she promised to live as she pleased, she still couldnât think beyond her family. She was angry as Cesar who wrote such a letter to Marquis Vermont without permission and caused this mess.
(T/N: Cesar is her father. Yes, she is saying his name directly.)
âYou do whatever you want. I will, too.
Kyrie eventually shouted angrily.
âThatâs right. Iâm on a trip with someone other than Gladios, so would you please not disturb me?
Gladios stopped.
âDisturbanceâŠâŠ.?â
âWhat if itâs not disturbance!â
âNow⊠are you all done now!â
Kyrie saw him pull his sword from a distance. He must have been crazy.
âI didnât miss you smiling at me even during your engagement to the Crown Prince! But now youâre going to step back!â
âI was just being polite to the Young Lord, Marquis of Vermont.â
âI didnât know youâd be doing this! Itâs no wonder the Crown Prince broke off his engagement. How very disappointing!â
Kyrie suppressed the desire to spit.
He didnât say it outright, but it seemed like she could hear the words, âThatâs why Rubina Cassner took your fiance away.â
âDonât insult me by engaging in irrelevant things.â
âOh, Kyrie, Kyrie! I can save you! Iâm not such an unidentified local aristocrat! I heard he didnât wear a sword? Iâm sure heâs a man who cannot protect his woman! Whatâs so good about him!â
(T/N: He is talking about Nathaniel)
âHa! What am I going to do? He has something that you donât have.â
âWhat is it that I donât have! Iâm the Marquis of Vermont! This Gladios Vermont has everything!â
Kyrie laughed.
âThe face.â
Gladios hardened.
âWhatâŠâŠ what?â
âShall I tell you again? You donât have the face, the face. Your face is too expressive, bothers peopleâs eyes and shows that you cannot take responsibility.â
(T/N: Destruction 100)
âMe, if itâs me!â
(T/N: Talking gibberish, still not accepting the truth)
âYouâre thinking itâs okay? Excuse me, but if you ask one hundred men passing by, theyâll say itâs okay if all one hundred of them are sleeping. So I would like you to think how low the word âokayâ means.â
(T/N: she says even if she stops one hundred men and ask them, will they wake up anyone while they are sleeping will they be okay? So think how low your common sense is)
âHuhâŠ.haâŠ.?â
âI have high standards. Please donât touch my feet unless youâre going to be reborn with a new face.â
Finally, the damn serenade stopped.
Though many thoughts passed by, Kyrie decided to defer this troublesome child to tomorrowâs self or to Count Buchanan, who was far away.
As soon as she was about to close the window, the shadow of a person caught Kyrieâs eyes.
That person was Nathaniel. He was standing on the terrace of the first floor, which was not seen by Gladios, and was smiling as if he was having fun.
(T/N: He was literally laughing. BUT DONâT FALL FOR THIS CUTE SCENE COZ THIS IS A DARK NOVEL!)
âOh my god! Did you hear everything?â
Kyrie quickly closed the window out of shame.
âDamn Gladios! Damn heroism!â
She quickly laid down on the bed to shake off the troublesome riddle.
T/N rant:
Have been lately sleeping a lot but my brother is literally making my life hell by trying to tell the spoilers of this novel (yes he read this novel)
Is this Marquis mad or what? Why didnât he notice the barbaric and the madness in Nathaniel?
Tbh I didnât wanted to name two chapters after this Gladios but I had to coz it is what it is⊠sigh anyways a small gift for the love shown by u all
Nathaniel.
âThe Endâ
Credits- idk if someone knows the name ping me
This is the body type of Gladios Vermont
Iceprince sry for ruining your eyes
A fan art done by my lovely friend Ingra#5619 Thank you very much for showing us such a beautiful art!
Readers could submit their fan art to me and I will post it!