Due to the magic spell [Clairvoyance], the scene of Lorraine and Cloud kissing was imprinted into Eri’s mind.
“What..?”
Eri’s pupils trembled at the unexpected and shocking sight. Just when Lorraine and Cloud, who had been fiercely kissing, suddenly snapped their heads toward her.
Surprised, she hurriedly erased the magic spell.
She cradled her thudding chest.
‘Did… did they notice?’
Clairvoyance, and at such a great distance?
No, it can’t be.
There was no way the clairvoyant’s form could be seen with the naked eye at such distance, and so if they had noticed, it must have been the flow of mana which again was impossible unless they were wizards like she was.
Not to ntion, since they were kissing and so engrossed in it, their attention must…
‘…’
Surprised by the unexpected situation, she suddenly recollected what she seed to be forgetting.
Kiss.
The act of kissing—an expression of love between lovers.
Lorraine and Cloud were doing it.
‘What the hell is this situation!’
Eri’s thoughts made her head teeter. She stumbled into the inn and sat down on a chair provided on the first floor. She brushed her bangs, organizing her thoughts.
‘I headed to Cloud’s room to et him.’
He was not in the room and so she used clairvoyance to find him. The place he was at was the gymnasium near the collapsed royal palace premises. There he was kissing Lorraine.
Throb-!
Her heart ached, but Eri didn’t stop mulling.
‘Why were they kissing?’
Cloud’s lover was Katarina.
It must be true because he said it himself.
But why was he kissing Lorraine and not his lover Katarina?
Was he having an affair?
‘No, no. It doesn’t matter if it’s a bloody affair or not. The reason he kissed Lorraine is important.’
What on earth happened that led to him and Lorraine kissing each other?
She reasoned hard, pulling at her hair with a vexed expression.
Soon she recalled Katarina’s complaint.
– Yes, he isn’t. Do you need him? For he only cos late at night. Even if I ask, he just skims over.
Cos late at night.
It ant that their relationship was not made up of just one or two encounters.
She recounted Cloud’s personality, which had changed from before… conspicuously.
He didn’t pay attention to things that didn’t interest him.
In other words, the fact that they had t several tis ant that Lorraine had sothing to interest him…
‘…gymnasium.’
The two were at the gymnasium.
Lightly ard.
What could this an?
Nothing ca to mind except combat.
‘Agh…’
Only then did all the puzzle pieces clicked together.
For so reason, Lorraine challenged Cloud to a fight.
Cloud accepted.
The simple spar begets another.
And the sparring, which she didn’t know when started, continued until now, and the two’s eyes t and the current relationship…
Eri, who finished grasping the situation, bit her lip.
Her rising anger and sense of betrayal dyed her reason black. She wanted to run to Cloud and ask about it right away.
Why was he kissing that b!tch?
Didn’t he have a lover nad Katarina?
Why that witch, then?
Didn’t he know what that b!tch had done to her?
She really would have done so if she had let her temper simr just a little longer. She would have rushed to the gymnasium and shouted aloud, setting aglow the jewel on her staff.
But she had a handful of reason left.
‘With qualifications would I…?’
If it was Katarina who saw that scene, as a lover, she deserved to scold them for infidelity.
If it had been Neria, as a childhood friend, she would have been able to stem her friend from going the wrong way.
As a priestess, Ophelia could have rebuked him for falling into wrong, vile desires.
Then Eri, who was she?
Did she deserve?
What was she to Cloud in the first place?
‘Colleague.’
Who left when they were facing a hard ti.
And ca back when things rendered into the right path. ‘…that’s the end? No. There has to be more to this.’
Sothing…
Anything…
Her fingers gnarled into locks of hair. A few strands that could not withstand the grip fell out, but it was out of Eri’s interest.
She shook her head, hoping that she ant a little to Cloud.
However, nothing else ca to her mind other than the ‘colleague’ she had just thought of.
‘Is this really all? Is that all I can do?’
No.
It can’t be.
She had been called a genius since she was little.
She had never been hesitant to try.
So there must be sothing more.
There had to be.
Otherwise…
‘Lorraine… I would beco aningless compared to that woman…’
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