Chapter 114
Along with the sound of a thud, rusty bars creaked as they ca through.
“A bunch of friends who ca out to play in secret?”
The blazing torches lit the space, which was the darkness itself.
The mont he saw a silver-haired man at the center of the group, Pietro’s back unknowingly stiffened.
It was not that he thought he might not see him again, but when his gaze t the snake-like insensitive red eyes, so terribly strange sensation began to run up his spine.
“Hey, did you hear that? He just called us friends.”
“Let’s pretend we didn’t hear that”.
“But Ivan, you told to call you my friend...”
“When did I ever get an idiot as a friend?”
There was also that stupid brown-bear-like man standing among them.
For so reason, the atmosphere was not cheerful, and they all didn’t seem to be in the mood to chat.
None of them mattered except that one paladin, who stood far away with a torch and stared at him.
The noble who he wanted to tear and kill, who had been terribly annoying from the mont he first saw him.
However, in contrast to Pietro’s stare, the arrogant Duke Orta did not seem to show much interest in him.
He was just casually looking at him, only to turn his insensitive gaze for a mont and talk to his friends.
“You did a good job, Galar. You caught him in ti.”
“I know, I was laughing when I found out he left us all alone, but he did so surprisingly good work.”
“I’ll take that as a complint. But...”
“What?”
“What should we do now?”
There was a mont of silence.
In the midst of focusing all their attention on one man, Pietro suddenly wondered what these n were doing.
As expected, was it because they were all nobles?
Indeed, even if they were popular knights, there was no way that the young masters who grew up nicely would be talented in that way.
For so reason, thinking that it would be more interesting, Pietro gave a fishy smile.
It would be pretty good to see them trying to torture him and accidentally letting go of the rope in the process.....
“What do you an, Ruve? You’ll go first.”
“Why is it ?”
“These a**holes are surprisingly delicate.”
“Hey! We’re not delicate.”
“I’m delicate, too. In fact, I have so much compassion that I can’t even kill a single bug.”
“I heard you used to be a torture officer.”
“That officer is not...You can just start, you dirty shaless jerk. Everyone knows that you are the least delicate among us.”
“I’m a married man, so I have to save myself the effort. I’m so hungry. I’m hungry because I’ve been nagging all day.”
“What did you bring to eat?... Oh, you brought a bottle of wine too!
“Cheer up, Ruve. We trust you! While you start, we’ll hold the food for you!
“You b*stard.”
What were they doing?
Having seen their extrely cool mannerisms, Pietro lost his excitent while sitting idle.
At the sa ti, a strange sense of humiliation arose.
In this situation, that arrogant Duke’s attitude was getting on his nerves and making him angry.
He didn’t even look at him properly, as if he were an opponent that wasn’t worth paying attention to, and he was relaxed like on a picnic.....
How could he possibly provoke him?
“Your wife...”
“Wow, I think I’ll buy more of these! Molasses wine is the best after nagging!”
“Who made this sandwich? It’s delicious.”
“It was your trainee. He’s also my younger brother.”
“I could marry him.”
The provocation, which was barely loud enough, was buried in the shouts of those nobles.
Pietro, who was trying to calm himself down and growl louder this ti, was soon distracted by an untily, tingling chestnut hitting him, that snapped his forehead to the other side.
“Oh, my. I’m sorry. It’s a habit.”
“.......”
“Well, it’s a bit crowded here, but let’s focus. I’m hungry, too.”
The man’s eye was covered with an eyepatch, and the other glittered as he spoke cheerfully.
Glaring at his face, Pietro gritted his molars, and soon smiled bitterly.
* * *
Since I ca to Erendil, I have been sick from one thing or another, but this was the first ti.
No, it seems to be the first ti in my entire life that I have rested comfortably without any anxiety or stress.
Outside, it seed to be known that I had not fully recovered yet, but in fact, I was no longer sick.
Perhaps because I was exhausted during the eventful festival, it took so ti to fully recover my energy, but there was no reason to refuse a long break.
While I enjoyed pretending to be a patient, the Orta family doctor Sergei visited every day.
I didn’t have anything worth examining because I wasn’t sick, but instead, I discussed my annual sickness.
So, to this nobleman, whom Izek once called a quack, I seed to have unintentionally shared my secret.
He looked at with sparkling eyes, but the words he voluntarily confessed were quite pleasing.
“I’ve told you before, but in fact, your sacred core is very weak compared to others. It’s practically nothing.”
“It’s almost nothing...?”
“Yes. Even when compared to normal humans in the northern part of the country ... Of course, having a weak core is not impossible, but considering your background, it was quite unexpected. It’s just my opinion, but I think your special ability is related to the problem.”
“Then is there sothing magical involved instead of sacred?”
“It would have been a big deal, if so. However, having been in an environnt full of powerful priests without a sacred core, you must have suffered from unknown physical pain due to the reaction. Is that right?”
Oh, he got it right.
He was definitely not a quack.
While I was explaining my symptoms of the annual sickness so far, Sergei listened silently with a focused look.
Then, a long ti later, he opened his mouth in a serious tone.
“Let’s see, since you suffered greatly at the age of 15, you’ve been sick twice a year, but ever since you ca to the North, you have been sick more frequently. Is that right?
“Yes. Other than , no one felt anything. My husband felt that I had a fever the other day, but I’m not sure if it’s because of that or other reasons.”
“You an the ti when I first examined you, right? There was a real fever, but overall, I think it’s all because of the changes in the environnt.”
“Changes in the environnt?”
“You don’t really understand. Romagna is a distinct sacred place, and your parents are the pinnacle of divinity. But even if you tried to hone and polish your abilities after staying with the divinity, the difference in innate quality cannot be helped. The amount and quality of the divinity that most people are born with are similar, but as usual, there are special lineages that stand out. Like the Orta family.”
I didn’t disagree either.
After all, I saw how Ellenia had been.
In the original novel, I didn’t pay much attention because I had never analysed or treated this divinity separately, but the more I knew, the more profound it was.
“So the environntal changes you ntioned earlier...”
“Yes. It would have been a greater burden than you’ve ever experienced. It may be absurd to say this as a doctor, but the Orta family has produced only the best paladins consistently since ancient tis. There will be no family comparable in terms of purity and power, along with a unique power that is different from others.”
I definitely did a good job at getting married.
But why did he look so proud of that I just couldn’t stand it?
Anyway, he seed to be a sincere nobleman.
“So the closer I am to my husband, the worse it gets? Does my husband know about this?”
When asked seriously, the loyal doctor shook his head quickly with a puzzled look.
What?
“Never! As long as you’re wearing it, you won’t get sick in the future.”
Wearing what?
I blinked and looked down.
To be exact, I looked at the bracelet that I was still wearing.
The first gift Izek gave , an heirloom that his ancestors made from the heart of a rock cave dragon.
Wait, co to think of it...
“When I first examined you, I wasn’t completely sure, so I couldn’t give him much advice, but after you ran away from ho and ca back, I looked closely at your core and provided so advice to the Duke just in case. Fortunately, he found the right item.”
“I heard it’s made out of the heart of a dragon. What special role does this bracelet play?”
“It completely blocks the contact of the divine. That’s why dragon hunting in the old days destroyed the hearts of dead dragons instead of making spoils. It’s pretty, but there’s nothing it can help with. It was struck by a holy sword when alive, but after death, it will not only seal the divinity of others but also the divinity of the wearer.... Of course, it would be useful for you.”
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T/N: Happy New Year y’all!
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