Sigrid Novel Chapter 30

"What are you talking about? I lose to Sigrid too."

"Yeah, but that doesn't an I dislike Sigrid. I like her. When she says I'm amazing, it's completely sincere. I really like her, but—"

But that doesn't an he only has positive feelings. She stimulated the inferiority complex within him. And he felt utterly pathetic for having such emotions.

"Yeah, I understand what you an."

Morris nodded.

That's why they had drunk so much. Plus, being cheap gin, the hangover was terrible. Morris looked at Sigrid sitting in front of him with perfect posture.

"Marie-Chez's apology might help, but she touched on sothing that should never be touched, so honestly, I'm not sure if Alkerto will accept it."

Morris said with a sigh.

Sigrid thought, 'I see—' and crossed her arms.

'An apology, an apology... How can I get Marie-Chez to apologize to Alkerto?'

After pondering for a while, Sigrid suddenly rembered sothing and said:

"Oh, that's right. Morris."

"Hm?"

"Um, should I teach you too?"

"Huh? Teach

what?"

"Swordsmanship. I've agreed to teach Marie-Chez."

"Really?"

Surprised, Morris's eyes widened.

"But is that okay? Those are skills you've learned with such difficulty."

Moreover, Sigrid had never shown her swordsmanship to others. He thought even the recent sparring was quite extraordinary.

"A little bit should be fine. Actually, I'm not that amazing— In fact, for soone of your skill level, Morris, it might be nonsense for

to teach you."

"What about Alkerto?"

"Huh?"

"Can't you teach Alkerto once too?"

"If Alkerto is okay with it."

"He'll be okay with it."

When Morris said this, Sigrid smiled and said, "If Morris says so, then it must be true." He stared at her smiling face.

"Aren't you trusting

too much?"

Morris blurted out without thinking, and she opened her eyes wide before saying seriously:

"You know, I'd forgive you even if you killed ."

"What?"

Morris asked in surprise. Sigrid laughed.

"That's right."

"Why on earth?"

Morris asked, unable to understand.

"Because I believe you wouldn't do it without a reason."

At those words, Morris groaned.

"You seem to think too highly of ."

"Not at all."

Sigrid shook her head. Morris didn't know how to respond and just looked at her. Should he be thankful for this?

And do people usually say such things?

"I'm just an ordinary second son of a noble family, you know?"

He tried saying it again, but Sigrid just smiled. Morris let out a deep sigh. Having nothing to say, he changed the subject.

"So, are you going to try to persuade Marie-Chez to apologize?"

"...I guess I should try?"

"What if you end up fighting?"

"Still, I want to try what I can do."

"Alright, but don't force it too much. An apology isn't sothing that can be forced."

"Okay."

Sigrid nodded.

"Thanks, Morris. For discussing this with ."

"I didn't really say much, but sure. Oh, you said Marie-Chez agreed to sword practice too, right? How about scheduling a joint practice?"

"Would that be okay?"

"The atmosphere might be tense, but with these things, the longer you drag it out, the worse it gets."

"I understand."

Sigrid answered and stood up. Morris said, 'Won't you stay for lunch?' but she politely declined and left.

She thought Morris needed a hangover cure more than a formal al.

On her way out, she changed direction and headed to a store specializing in swords.

A sword with a blade nearly black in color was prominently displayed at the front of the store.

'Berada steel...'

Sigrid didn't even dare to ask the price. She went inside to look at the items, but whenever she liked sothing, the price would invariably skyrocket.

'A true knight shouldn't care about weapons, but...'

Sigrid gazed at the gleaming blades. Even so, being a swordswoman, she couldn't help but desire good equipnt.

'I want to save as much money as possible now... Should I break into my savings? Or is there sowhere else I could get money— Ah.'

She rembered the dress Beramund had given her.

'If I pawn that, wouldn't I get so money? Is it wrong to pawn a gift? But I've worn it once to show him, and it's mine now, so can't I do what I want with it? If it doesn't work out, I could always buy it back later...'

Sigrid thought as she left the store, saying, "Thank you. I've had a good look."

'Let's just ask how much I could get at the pawnshop. Just ask.'

Sigrid returned to the mansion, replied "Just stopped by" to Arkana who asked "You're back already?