Episode 94.
After I left the trial room, I gave up my hand and apologized to Vuinter only when I reached a quiet place where there were no people.
“I’m sorry, Marquis. Excuse .”
I apologized to him for being caught between and Derick.
Vuinter looks at without saying a word. He took sothing out of his arms. Then he reach out to and said sothing unexpectedly.
“Don’t cry.”
“...yes?”
I tilted my head at an unknown sound, and raised my hand to feel my face. Far from getting wet, I only touched my skin that had been strained from sleep for a few days.
Of course. I’m not crying at all.
“What are you talking about....”
“I told you that the sadness from the sweet eyes is in return for .”
“.....”
“Your eyes are always filled with sadness rather than laughter.”
Vuinter’s words reminded of my first eting with him, which I had forgotten. The mont I heard it, I couldn’t stand my face being distorted.
It was actually a lie. I expected Derick, who ca to prison, to listen to and help . Even though I know it’s in fucking hard mode, it’s a ga that’s different from reality. There may be dramatic changes regardless of probability.
“......yes.”
I laughed weakly and made a pretty late reply.
“Will there ever be a day when I can smile at ease?”
Maybe, not until I get out of this ga after watching the ending. It was the mont when I just lifted my head, muttering self-help words.
A cool wind blew from sowhere. The folded handkerchief, which was placed on the palm of the Vuinter’s hand, floated up along the wind and opened out with a “whoa!”
On the palm of Vuinter’s palm, a thousand bars folded about, as if soone were playing a prank in the air. Flipping, crumpled, tied up, inflad, it finally turned into a little rabbit shape.
“Uh...”
I stared at it blankly with my eyes wide open. A rabbit made of a thin handkerchief fell slowly under the palm of Vuinter’s.
The little ears pricked as if greeting. It was a scene that didn’t feel real even when I saw it with my eyes.
“Can you spread your hands?”
Suddenly, Vuinter said in a request. I slowly raised my hands with a puzzled look. Then the rabbit, which had been placed on the palm of Vuinter, jumped and landed gently on my palm.
It was strange to see his face rubbing against the palm of his sheep’s mouth, which is even look like a living creature. Then, I suddenly beca aware that Vuinter had used magic in the palace, and in the form of a posthumous writer.
“......but can you just do this?”
I glanced around with anxious eyes. It was a rare place, but it was just a matter of no one knows.
“I don’t see anyone. What do you think?”
Vuinter answered my response with an unusual response.
‘Anyway it’s all been revealed, are you just go all out?’
It hasn’t been long since you told your secret. Isn’t it too extre a change in attitude? I looked at him with doubtful eyes.
“This is the basic level, so I rarely use mana, so I won’t get caught. Don’t worry.”
Then added Vuinter, with an awkward smile, as an excuse.
“More than that... ...do you hate animal?”
With his question, the rabbit jumped up and down on my palm. Then, he pulled up his belly and acted cute.
It was nothing but a fabric-made inanimate object, but the movent was like a baby rabbit that never lived. A smile was built because of the figure.
“...I like it.”
“You’re smiling now.”
As I answered gently, Vuinter said. Only then did I know why he showed this. It was to comfort .
My heart was pounding. I looked away from the handkerchief rabbit rolling on my palm and made eye contact with him. And for the first ti, I gave him a selfless, bright smile.
“Thank you, Marquis.”
At that mont, there was a wave in his pupils. And,
[Favorability 44%]
Five percent. His favorability has gone up quite a bit. I slowly erased the smile on my face as I looked at the gauge bar, above his dark silver hair.
[In Normal mode, the sorcerer appears like a ghost whenever the FL is sad or in a bad mood, showing off so extraordinary magic.]
In the midst of this, I’m not entirely enjoying this mont, but I’m thinking of taking him back as an insurance policy.
I felt a little despondent.
* * *
An enormous attempt to assassinate the Crown Prince took place, but the hunt continued.
Only a few high-ranking aristocrats who participated in the trial know the exact inside story. Furthermore, many other countries participated in the event.
It’s a hunting competition that went ahead with the attack on the eve of the festival, and if the problem breaks out and stops completely, the prestige of the Inca Empire would be ridiculous.
Therefore, the hostless hunting contest continued. Until the winner is selected, it will be all the way forward.
“...For safety, I tell you not to let anyone out of the hunting ground until I co back.....”
Early in the morning after the trial, the servant traveled to the campgrounds of each family and delivered the emperor’s order. It was an order to keep all the nobles in the imperial palace until The Emperor returned.
‘...why ?’
I looked at the servant with a look of injustice and a scroll bearing the sentences of the imperial family. Because I thought I could go ho right away because I cleared myself of the false charge.
However, I was relieved at the words that followed imdiately.
“But Princess Eckart has made a great contribution to supporting the Crown Prince.”
“.....”
“He also added that, with due respect and consideration for being a lady, you may move to the palace, not to the hunting grounds, if you wish.”
“I’ll move.”
I raised my hand and shouted as soon as the servant finished his words.
“......Penelope.”
The Duke called in a gloomy voice. Looking back on his face of knowing nothing, he only hardened his dark face and did not dissuade him from doing anything more.
No one has easily spoken to since the trial. It was a pretty good job.
“Then I’ll have a carriage ready.”
The servant bowed politely to a mber of the Duke and returned.
“I’ve got to get ready to move. I’ll go out first.”
I also jumped out of my seat as if I had waited. Because I didn’t want to remain in the breathtaking Duke’s cabana.
“Hey. You’re really.....!”
Leonard opened to say a word because of the cold atmosphere.
“Sst, Leonard.”
The duke stopped him. He nodded with a deep sigh.
“Yes. Try to do so. The palace is easier to rest than here.”
“Yes. See you later.”
I left the cabana without hesitation after a brief bow. Three pairs of blue eyes stuck in the back of my head at the end felt really good.
Unlike the spirit of escaping the Duke’s cabana, when I ca out, I lost my strength.
“Whew...”
I’m sure the first day of the hunt wasn’t this bad. I sighed and trudged toward my cabana.
Maybe I’m venting my anger for nothing now. All the mbers of the Duke, who suffered from the evils and accidents that Penelope had done without thinking, understood.
Moreover, this ti, he must have been very upset because I was involved in the assassination of the royal family. For the Duke and Derick, it might have been best to close the case by reducing it to “the practical pranks of iron paper.”
‘.....but why should I even understand their situation?’
Understanding was understanding, and it was another problem that my mood was dirty.
If they had asked the whole story first and put our heads together to co up with a solution. No. If Penelope had told them once that it couldn’t have happened, the episode wouldn’t have ended so badly.
“......hey.”
It was then. Soone called out of nowhere. But I couldn’t understand imdiately after deep thought.
“Hey, hey! Penelope!”
It was not until I heard the sound of shouting my na that I stopped walking.
‘Ha... I don’t want to look back.’
There was only one person here who called without a single case like that. I checked with only a glance at my head, standing still.
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As expected. The fluttering pink hair was coming fast to .
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