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Chapter 71: Northern Mountains (4)

[Excerpt from Saintess, Reverse Harem is Corrupt! Volu 6, Page 79]

A massive tremor reverberated underfoot.

Staring at the distorted ground, Dersian thought to himself:

‘Strong.’

The destructive power was chilling.

However, it was still no match for Razen Berthus.

It wasn’t as fast or stealthy as Isha of the Shadow Moon.

After all, Dersian could read its attacks.

This was an opponent he could handle with rationality, not just raw instinct.

In that case, he wouldn’t lose.

Dersian was confident he would never lose to an enemy weaker than the Shadow Moon.

****

Dersian hesitated for a mont, then approached.

Despite everything, he was still a high-ranking noble.

With a feigned smile of courtesy, Sirien greeted him warmly.

The reason for the “feigned” part was the artificial undertone that was impossible to ignore.

It was a beautiful smile, but there was a faint hint of annoyance.

Was it because their ti alone had been interrupted?

It seed even I had beco adept at reading Sirien’s expressions.

Well, considering how much ti I’d spent around Sirien, it wasn’t hard to guess what was on their mind just from a glance.

“What brings you here, Sir Dersian?”

“I wanted to have a brief conversation. Could you spare a mont?”

“Hmm, sure. I don’t have anything pressing right now.”

He wants to talk? That must an he wanted to speak to Sirien alone without .

The weather was cold. Sirien disliked the chill, so it would be better to keep them by the fire.

It seed I would have to step aside.

Whatever they talked about, I could always hear it from Sirien later.

As I was tidying up and preparing to leave, Dersian scratched his head awkwardly.

“Ah, I should have said this from the start.”

“Pardon?”

“The person I wish to speak with isn’t the Saintess but rather Sir Razen.”

The Sword Saint wanted sothing with ?

A million question marks flooded my mind.

I couldn’t begin to understand what was going through Dersian’s head.

What could he possibly have to say to ?

Could it be that he overheard badmouthing him? No, that was unlikely.

“May I ask for your understanding for a mont? I promise not to go far. After all, I wouldn’t separate the Saintess from her guard.”

“Ah… sure.”

“Thank you.”

Sirien nodded in approval, though their brow furrowed slightly, as if their mood had worsened.

I’d have to smooth things over with them later.

Dersian moved first, and I followed.

True to his word, Dersian didn’t go far.

He stopped at a spot where our conversation would be drowned out by the chatter of others but where I could still keep Sirien in sight.

It was the farthest I could reasonably go as their guard.

“Is this distance acceptable?”

“Yes. Now, please state your business. As you can see, I was in the middle of a al.”

“First, I must apologize.”

“Pardon?”

Dersian bowed his head.

Naturally, he had done nothing that required an apology.

I couldn’t fathom what had prompted this.

Fortunately, the explanation soon followed.

“Well, I wasn’t sure at first, but now it’s clear. When we first t, I sensed killing intent from Sir Razen.”

“…What?”

I had debated whether to kill this man when I first saw him.

But I hadn’t thought I’d let any killing intent slip. Apparently, I had.

It was nothing more than a fleeting thought, a passing whim.

Even Sirien hadn’t noticed, yet this man, at his level, had?

Was this heightened awareness a perk of being a main character?

“I wondered why. After all, it was our first eting. It didn’t seem like you had any personal grudge against my family.”

“No, I hold no personal feelings.”

“That’s a relief. I was curious why soone who helped at the forefront would act this way. But I just figured it out monts ago.”

Dersian had a look of sudden realization earlier, and this must have been it.

It had piqued my curiosity at the ti, and now I was about to find out.

Though not manipulative, his thoughts were impossible to predict.

At that mont, I ca to a realization of my own:

This man is the sa type as Baron Esquente.

The type whose thoughts zigzag unpredictably.

Was it because he was more mature in the original story that I hadn’t noticed before?

“So, what conclusion did you co to?”

“Well, I tend to get close to people without hesitation, which often leads to misunderstandings.”

No need to ask what kind of misunderstandings.

Even as he awkwardly scratched his head, Dersian continued.

“Especially with won. I’m frequently misunderstood as making advances, even when it’s not my intent.”

“Ah…”

I stared blankly at Dersian’s face.

The kind of face you’d find in a romance comic—a perfect prince.

Judging by the reactions of the female staff and basically every woman on Earth, it was easy to see how his looks alone could cause misunderstandings.

“So you’re here to explain to that you weren’t flirting with the Saintess?”

“Exactly! I have no intention of interfering in your relationship. I’m not that kind of person. Whew, I feel relieved now that the misunderstanding is cleared up.”

“Ah… I see.”

No matter how much I thought about it, I couldn’t figure out a way to explain,

‘Actually, I debated killing you because you’re a future enemy.’

It was better to leave him with the misunderstanding.

“But was it really that obvious we’re together? I don’t recall ntioning it.”

“At first, I wasn’t sure, but the way the Saintess looks at you—it’s unmistakable. Unless soone’s completely oblivious, they’d notice.”

“Is that… so?”

Dersian truly had a great personality.

To put it kindly, he was optimistic; to put it less kindly, he lacked a sense of personal boundaries.

Now that he believed the misunderstanding was cleared, it seed he thought we’d beco friends.

“I was deeply impressed watching you face the monsters earlier. Your skills are so exceptional that I’m surprised your na isn’t well-known in the capital.”

Well, that was because Sirien and Baron Esquente had tightly controlled the flow of information.

It wouldn’t do for our nas to reach Count Roxen.

Since we were so young back then, few nobles knew of us.

We hadn’t gone so far as to use aliases, but we certainly didn’t want our nas spreading in the capital.

I gave Dersian a suitably vague excuse and asked him not to casually ntion my na in the city.

“Understood. I owe both of you my life, after all.”

“Thank you. Then, can I consider your business here concluded?”

“Well… actually, I do have one more thing to ask.”

“Go on.”

Dersian scratched his head again.

In the original story, this was described as his habit whenever he had to say sothing difficult.

Though his thoughts were hard to predict, his emotions were easy to read—they always showed plainly on his face.

Which only made my feelings more complicated.

Why does he act like a romance comic protagonist experiencing his first love in front of ?

The discomfort in my chest made want to run away from this conversation.

“I heard you’ve known Isha-nim the longest here. Ah, excluding Sir Russell, of course.”

This guy even added the honorific “-nim” to a commoner’s na?

Whatever. It wasn’t an incorrect statent.

I hadn’t known Isha for very long, but within this group, I’d been around her the longest—by a matter of days.

“It’s not as long as you might think. But why are you asking about Isha?”

“Well…” Dersian coughed awkwardly. “This is embarrassing to ask, but… does Miss Isha have soone special in her life?”

“…By soone special, do you an in the romantic sense?”

“Yes, exactly.”

My mind went blank.

So, what Dersian was asking was whether Isha had a lover.

Aren’t you two supposed to hate each other?

Shouldn’t there be so kind of instinctive hostility bubbling up between you two?

In the original story, you were at each other’s throats the mont you t!

“As far as I know, she doesn’t.”

“That’s great to hear!”

The confusion in my head only deepened.

Now Dersian, full of excitent, began to gush about Isha.

“This is such a relief! I’ve t many won before, but I’ve never felt my heart race like this. It must be fate. I can’t get her erald-green eyes out of my head!”

“…So, you’re saying it was love at first sight?”

“Love at first sight? There’s no better way to describe it.”

The world truly was an unpredictable place.

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