When Kyrie carefully opened her eyes, she saw an unfamiliar ceiling. She blinked slowly, remembering what happened before she fell.
After leaving Sel Arellano, the wolf ran for a while. And after crossing a few mountains, he returned to being a white doll as if he had run out of energy. Kyrie walked alone through her snow. It wasnât cold, thanks to the leaves MarryAnne had put here and there on her clothes.
âThen I fell down.â
Kyrie, who had come up to that point, quickly checked the veil. Fortunately, it didnât come off thanks to the front flap. Kyrie was relieved and then looked around.
It was like a small cottage. A fireplace made of stacked stones warmed the surroundings. Looking at the objects in the room, it seemed to be the room of the mountain keeper. The moment she took her foot off the bed and put her foot on the floor, she felt a stabbing pain.
âUghâŠ.â
The soles of her feet were sore. Sitting clumsily on the edge of the bed, unable to do this or that, the door opened immediately.
âAre you awake?â
It was a deep voice. Kyrie looked up, and was silently surprised. The old man, who seemed to be the landlord, was distracted by how bundled up she was. On the contrary, the old man kicked his tongue at Kyrie.
âHow did you think of leaving the road in that outfit, you⊠You almost died.â
The old man spoke in a hoarse voice and set the tin kettle above the fireplace.
âAh, ahâŠ.â
Kyrie, who was about to say something, clenched her throat.
âMy voice wonât come out.â
She was perplexed, but soon accepted the situation. She had never heard of a problem with vocal cords due to the cold, so it was probably a mental problem.
âRight. I donât want to speak. I donât want to associate with anyone anymoreâŠâŠ.â
The old man looked at Kyrie, who sat blankly.
âCanât you speak?â
Kyrie slowly nodded her head. The old man clicked his tongue and took a seat near the fireplace.
âOkay, go take a break. I wonât ask how you fell into such a secluded placeâŠâŠ.â
âAh, ahahâŠ.â
As Kyrie mumbled while pointing at the wooden shutters, the old manâs eyes twitched sharply for his age.
âWeather? It is indeed crazy weather. Itâs not snowing, but the lake is freezing enough to build a house on top.â
ââŠâŠ.â
âI donât even know how you got here in that outfit, but if youâre going to kill yourself, find a better way.â
After talking, the old man naturally brought warm tea to the bed. Kyrie gazed at him, knowing it was rude.
âDid MarryAnneâs plan really work? Perhaps this old man was also prepared by NathanielâŠâŠ?â
When Kyrie hesitated and unwillingly received the cup, the old man grunted and shook the insides off his mouth.
âIt seems like a strange situation, but I didnât put anything in it. And I canât even find poison in this cold.â
The old man poured the tea again. She received it this time, but she didnât drink it either. Of course it could have been really unrelated to the old man. But Kyrie couldnât trust anyone without any more doubt.
âMaybe until death, forever, Iâll doubt and doubt. Maybe Iâm on Nathanielâs stage againâŠâŠ.â
Perhaps this was what he was aiming for. It made her tremble even if she laughed with her heart and wondered if Nathaniel was looking at her from somewhere. To eat her whole life, her soul, her body and her mind.
âThere must have been a better wayâŠ.â
The tears she thought were dry flowed again. The old man shook his head and went to the sofa and lay down with a blanket.
âWhat kind of a young lady is she to die for, yawn⊠Anyway, this is the region of Lorraine Isra. Tell me where you live when the day is bright. If thereâs a passing carriage, Iâll give you a ride.â
The old man said so and quickly fell asleep snoring. Kyrie quietly got out of the bed when he completely slept. Empty purple eyes looked down at the old mountain keeper.
âEither itâs a meeting, or a play.â
She didnât know. She didnât have the courage to confirm it. Now, Kyrie only had the voices of people engraved like stigma. Survive, die, live again.
Careful not to wake the old man, Kyrie pulled out a lamp from the corner of the cabin and lit the fire. Fortunately, MarryAnne had a gold coin stitched inside her cape and socks, so she put it on the table.
The chill blew up when she opened the door. It was a frightening winter. She felt like she wanted to lean on anyone without realizing it.
âBut no more. I canât get involved with anyone anymore. I canât believe in anythingâŠ.â
After Kyrie opened her cape, she walked out into the winter.
***
Meanwhile, in the capital city, in Sel that had become a mess, Maria and Laura were gathered together. Although the outer cause was to heal them, but in reality, they were hostages to the Legendary Lord
Laura laid down in bed and mumbled.
âDid KyrieâŠ. run away well?â
She had a weak paralysis on her extremities, perhaps because she had encountered Nathanielâs presence too head-on. She lost her mind halfway. It hadnât been long since she came to her senses. Fortunately, the bone in her left wrist was broken so neatly that it would become stronger after being reattached.
(TL/N: how can it become stronger?)
âShe didnât get caught on the way, did she? Itâs cold as wellâŠâŠ.â
In the meantime, she was worried about her old friend and felt uncomfortable. Maria, who recovered earlier than Laura, sat by the bed and said,
âI told you sheâd be fine, so you have to believe that.â
Laura grinned helplessly, her cheeks moving up and down.
âDarn it, that, that son of a bitchâŠâŠ. What is he, so scaryâŠ?â
Maria also smiled bitterly. It was a night she was afraid to even recall.
âI was scared, too. Iâve never seen anything like it beforeâŠâŠ. How did Kyrie endure such a thing?
Her body was getting better, but the fear given by the Legendary Lord did not disappear easily.
He didnât exactly show great hostility to Laura and Maria. But there was such a thing in the world. It was just that it was so strong that it was suffocating just by being there and making her feel as if she was thrown into space.
Laura, who recalled that time again, trembled.
âIâŠ.. thought he liked Kyrie, but it was bullshitâŠ. He doesnât like her, she is just a toy.â
âIs that really true?â
âHm?â
Maria quietly turned her head out of the window.
âLaura, Iâm rather convinced by this.â
âWhat?â
âI donât know if youâve heardâŠâŠ.â
Maria squinted and recalled a vague memory. As she collapsed out of her mind, the Legendary Lord clearly gestured to approach them both. Even in her state of collapse, Maria could see that he was eager to kill them.
But he stopped halfway, muttered.
âHe whispered, âIf I kill them, sheâll neverâŠâŠ.â That person.â
Lauraâs eyes got bigger.
âHe is saying she will never see him again. Heâs using us as hostages, using my father and the Duke.â
âThere are many other ways to use nobles besides as hostages. And if it was really for taking advantage of us, the person who shouldnât be alive is still alive.â
ââŠâŠThe kid.â
âYes, Kyrieâs maid.â
Lauraâs eyes became serious.
âYes, if it was for taking advantage of us, he didnât have to keep her aliveâŠâŠ.â
âYes.â
The silence had passed for a while. Maria opened her mouth quietly.
âWhat do you think would happen if someone killed me or Kyrie?â
âWhy are you asking that?â
Lauraâs expression turned ugly, as if it were terrible just imagining it.
âI will kill them. Even with all my might. Iâll never forgive them.â
It was a harsh word, but Maria smiled.
âI would probably do the same. Iâm sure itâs the same for Kyrie. She will never forgive themâŠâŠ.â
Laura, who had a puzzled look on her face for a moment, soon frowned with disapproval.
âWait, thatâs veryâŠâŠ sounds like he doesnât want to be hated by Kyrie. You donât think he didnât kill us because he didnât want to be hated by Kyrie?â
Maria nodded calmly.
âI think so. Of course there is no confirmation. Because the opponent is not a normal person.â
âYouâve never been wrong.â
âThatâs right, though.â
âNo, one thing is wrong.â
Suddenly, a sharp voice intervened in the conversation between the two. Maria rose from her seat in an instant.
âMiss Rubinia Casner?â
âYes, yes, itâs me?â
Rubinia replied cheerfully. Dressed in colorful floral decorations that didnât suit the winter, she strode into the room without permission, looking down at Laura insolently and arrogantly.
âOh? What the hell is that look? You were confident that youâd make it.â
âIâll give you a slap when I get up, so look forward to it.â
âYou say you will do that when you get up. I have no idea how intimidating you think a patientâs intimidation can be.â
âThis woman reallyâŠâŠ!â
Instead of Laura, who blushed and flinched, Maria quickly intercepted the two of them.
âWhatâs going on here?â
âWell, someone has to take care of you and watch over you at the same time. Iâm the one in charge.â
âI didnât know that the message wasnât delivered to you yet .â
At Mariaâs words, Rubinia laughed like a spring flower.
âWell, usually we growl a little too much, right?â
Then she suddenly turned into a gloomy and ferocious face, and raised her head.
âShe hasnât been caught. Are you curious about that?â
âReally?â
âOh! Iâm gladâŠâŠ. I was worried about us, and I was wondering if sheâd come back!â
Their faces brightened up. They were determined to let Kyrie escape, but now that she was not even dead, Kyrie just had to run away.
âWhat else, Miss Cassner? Anything else?â
âDonât whine, itâs annoying. Iâll tell you when the time comes. Iâm also distracted by Eden.â
âAhâŠ.â
Maria and Laura exchanged their eyes. The prince had been in a separate palace since he had suffered humiliation by the Legendary Lord. Laura said with genuine regret.
âIâll sympathize with you, even though itâs self-serving.âŠ. Though itâs a matter of fact.â
âOh, cut it out! Never mind. Iâll succeed on my own. To do that, I have to be separated from you all, but somehow I got involvedâŠâŠ.â
âCome to think of it, Miss Cassner, what exactly made you close to Kyrie?â
âWhoâs close to whom?â
âI heard the maidsâ talks, so I think you are. Kyrie even smiled when she met you!â
âOh, my God, with the seven noble families? Itâs not even funnyâŠâŠ.â
With that said, Rubiniaâs face was slightly redolent.
âItâs just that I was caught in the Royal Library! Iâm telling you, sheâs such a big spender.â
âThe Royal Library? Isnât it a no-go zone.?â
âI know! I just went because it had a lot of books I wanted to read.â
Laura stared blankly at Rubinia and asked,
âDo you like studying?â
Suddenly Rubiniaâs eyes became sharp.
âWhy, do I look like I donât have a brain, too?â
âHa?â
Laura snorted as if she was dumbfounded.
âIf Iâm being criticized for being an empty-headed woman, Iâm not that bad. So do you know where the people who used to curse at me are? I am now trying to lick the soles of Fort Ducaineâs feet because everything Iâve touched became a success.
Rubinia paused. The fact that Marquis Fort Ducain soon outpaced the Duke of Edenhall thanks to the good eye of Laura Fort Ducaine was already a dark story in society.
When Rubinia said nothing, Laura giggled and grinned.
âMiss Rubinia. I still think youâre unlucky, but Iâll have to admit your ambition. Isnât that right, Maria?â
Somehow Maria, who was watching the conversation with a happy smile, nodded.
âWe were being watched, and thanks to Miss Rubinia, we were able to get Kyrie out. Thank you in the name of Maria Old Ciudad.â
âWhat, by the way, itâs not funnyâŠâŠ.â
Rubinia fiddled with the hem of her dress, avoiding their gazes. Laura smirked and condescended.
âIâll allow you to call me Laura.â
âThatâs enough!â
âOh, whatâs wrong with you? How can this opportunity come easilyâŠâŠ.â
âYou look happy.â
It was then. The door opened, and they heard a strange voice.
âIt sounds like a pretty interesting story.â
ââŠâŠ!â
âY,Your Royal Majesty!â
âYour Majesty!â
Three people quickly offered examples and exchanged glances.
âHow much did she hear?â
Looking down at the nervous girls, Emperor Ginger OâRewinbridge waved her hands without sincerity.
âNever mind. Well, more than that, I like productive storiesâŠâŠ.â
A cruel smile came to the Emperorâs lips. The dark green eyes turned to Rubinia with an eerie glow. Rubinia trembled as she foretold the situation.
âMiss Rubinia CasnerâŠâŠ thereâs a hole in the royal library?â
***
âThereâs a man who saw a woman with light purple hair on Mount Mont in the region of Isra.â
[Drag him.]
The Duke of Old Ciudad reported and covered the documents. There was no usual languor in Nathanielâs response.
Soon an old man with a shaggy beard was dragged into the room. Nathaniel sat cross-legged and stared at the old man.
[You saw Kyrie?]
The old man was briefly stunned by the beauty of Nathaniel. Either way, Nathaniel continued casually.
[Light purple hair. Her eyes are purple, about 5.3 feet tall, on the thin sideâŠâŠ.]
Then he paused for a moment. He rarely conjured up the past, and then added.
[Her neck is thin.]
The old man, who came to his senses belatedly, replied.
ââŠâŠI donât know who Kyrie is, but Iâve seen a maiden of that look.â
[Looks like.]
Nathaniel commanded, the Duke of Old Ciudad blinked, and his servant took up a pen. The old man recalled.
âA white dress that looked like pajamas, and a blue cape embroidered with gold. And she was wearing a white veilâŠâŠ.â
[Veil?]
âShe seemed very fond of it. She wouldnât take it off.â
His blue eyes covered by black hair narrowed.
[Veil.]
Nathaniel muttered again.
[A family heirloom I guess. Did she bring what was kept by forest beasts beyond the continent?]
âWhat?â
[What else?]
âUhâŠâŠ well, itâs hard to ask someone who canât speak, and her situation seems strangeâŠâŠ.â
At the old manâs words, Nathaniel and the Duke of Old Ciudadâs eyes grew at the same time.
[She couldnât talk?]
âYes, so I just lay down, and she disappeared through the nightâŠâŠ.â
[Are you sure she didnât say anything?]
âShe clenched her mouth and made gestures and feet, MaybeâŠ..â
[She did?]
Nathaniel muttered quietly, at a glance. The Duke of Old Ciudad looked carefully at him. It seemed that Kyrie Buchanan lost her ability to talk due to shock, it was in case that the Legendary Lord would show even a slight human reaction.
However, the smile that appeared on Nathanielâs lips immediately afterward was very tender and affectionate. There was not even a crumb of guilt anywhere.
[I seeâŠ]
ââŠâŠ.â
The duke swallowed his goosebumps. Even after hearing Kyrie Buchanan âlost her ability to talkâ he was afraid of the Legend who was just happy to confirm his superiority.
But as long as the daughter, the heir to the family, was held hostage, the duke cannot act frivolously. It was the same with Marquis Port Ducain. The duke recalled a conversation with Marquis Port Ducain.
âDuke. What are you going to do?â
âI have no choice but to cooperate.â
âBut isnât Kyrie a child weâve seen for a long timeâŠâŠis her most precious friend.â
âI donât feel comfortable either. She was a clever girl, and I just hope she gets away well.â
âHaa âŠâ
It was frustrating, but there was nothing he could do. They had no way of stopping the Legendary Lord. The Patriotic Lord sat on the sidelines, the Royal Family was busy gathering wizards in the palace to do something, the nobles trembled, and the commonersâ faith remained strong.
People seemed to believe that the end of time was approaching. The Second Lord (Legendary Lord) would burn those who were wicked to ashes, while the virtuous would be taken to heaven. Of course, some of the tales regarding these old legends must have contributed to the fame of this (Nathaniel) Lord. Not all were dissatisfied with his plan for world dominance, but it was only a very small minority.
âCome to think of it, you donât even want to take the risk by putting the child in danger because of that small minorityâŠ.â
The Duke of Old Ciudad, who suddenly had such a thought, looked at the profile of the Legend. Nathaniel said without even giving him a glance.
[I donât like observing eyes.]
ââŠâŠMy apologies.â
[So what did you do?]
âYes?â
The Legendary Lord again asked the old man.
[As far as I know, humans have strong desires.]
âWhat do you meanâŠâŠ?â
In response to the question as if he did not understand how to speak, Nathaniel smiled as beautifully as white snow.
[For example, your hand..]
The old man made a confused face.
Then, behind Nathaniel, the Duke of Old Ciudad shook his head with a serious expression. The old man quickly fell flat on the floor.
âI never did that! She was lying on the road, so I took her, so I didnât touch her, I just held her like a daughter, covered her with a blanket and went out to see the mountain again!â
Nathaniel looked down at the old man as if he understood the truth. The air tightened in silence. He looked at the old man for a long time, then motioned for him to go away.
After the old man left, the Duke of Old Ciudad opened his mouth as if he was a little surprised.
âArenât you going to kill him?â
Then Nathaniel saw the duke. His blue eyes, which seemed to sparkle more than gold, showed a strangely contemptuous sign.
[You always think so.]
âWhat?â
[If people do something, you kill them, if someone does it wrong, you kill them, and kill them for no reason. Perhaps you only have the thought of killing someone in your head.]
ââŠâŠWho is he referring to?â
The duke was embarrassed and forgot his words. Nathaniel turned his head without much concern.
[Thereâs always a reason for everything. Kyrie was the only one who knew that.]
The Duke of Old Ciudad thought it was really ironic to see longing in his words, but he did not show it.
ââŠâŠIâll find her as soon as possible.â
[Iâll move, too.]
Nathaniel slowly rose from his seat. Before he knew it, Nathaniel had a black wand in his hand. The duke swallowed his saliva.
âButâŠâŠ.â
[Seeing that she has moved to the territory of Leschaux, it looks like she must have moved to the west or north to get on a ship, but she canât do that.]
âYou meanâŠ?â
[Youâll know when you see it.]
In response, Nathaniel walked out with a straight, neat walk.
The next day, there was news that the sea surrounding Trevereum was all frozen.
***
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