Episode 61
Translator : Miss Editor : Aru
All the knights burning enthusiasm in the training hall seed to believe that Ash would win the hunting competition.
‘Well…..’
I nodded slightly at Alex.
“That’s right.”
I didn’t think much differently, I’m sorry to the Crown Prince, but it was one of the hardest imaginations that Ash would lose any competition.
‘Hold on, what happens to this book?’
Suddenly, it occurred to that this year’s harvest hunting competition was briefly covered and moved on to ‘The Spring of the Goddess Agritta’.
Well, about one paragraph.
‘To be honest, one paragraph was just too much.’
The author has set up that there are things like hunting competition but didn’t co with a good story about it nor explanation. Even the reference was too short, so I couldn’t think of the result right away.
It was then. The commotion in the training field grew a bit.
‘Huh?’
The knights, which had been spread out in places without order, hurriedly looked at one place at once and took a courtesy.
I blinked and then opened my eyes.
‘Ash.’
I couldn’t see it wrong since his white hair catches the eye at once, even if it’s not bright daylight.
When Ash suddenly appeared on the training field, I paused in my seat for a mont.
“…let’s.”
“…… will…… and…..”
I couldn’t understand what the voice that intermittently passed through the buzz was saying.
“Do you think he’s trying to demonstrate?”
As soon as Alex said so, Ash was handed a bow and arrow from a nearby knight.
Thanks to him, I was surprised.
‘A demonstration? Really?’
Did Ash get out to the training field personally only for such a hassle like a demonstration?
That was weird. That’s not gonna happen. At the mont of doubt, Ash, who had an arrow on his bow, pulled the demonstration with his left hand.
‘Left hand?’
Oh, maybe.
‘Since the last ti he used his left arm because of the snake venom, is he trying to make sure it’s completely healed now?’
It was credible. At least rather than assuming that Ash took the ti to do a demonstration while he was busy for the knights.
Ash aid at the farthest target.
And I felt sick at this mont.
‘……what, is it because I saw the bow?’
I felt a little wobbly and felt a little dazed.
Whether it’s a bow or an arrow or both, it wasn’t very pleasing to right now. Because it reminded of sothing that happened a little while ago.
‘But it wasn’t even who got hit by the arrow.’
I’ve only seen it for a while but it wasn’t that I didn’t think it was an overreaction. Anyway, I took my eyes off the window because I felt it was hard to see anymore.
It was then that Alex suddenly opened the closed window.
“What are you doing?”
Did he want to look more closely? But the answer back was unexpected.
“That’s because it looks like the Duke has ordered to open the window…….”
“What?”
I turned my gaze away. Ash was looking this way with his bow down.
‘When did he turn his gaze here?’
I felt my eyes et his. Then the next mont Ash seed to co this way, and imdiately jumped off lightly against the nearby wall.
“Ash!”
This was the 2nd floor.
At one mont Ash, who had risen to the long gate, ca down the hall and stared at gently, without giving ti to be surprised.
“What’s wrong with your face?”
“Huh?”
“What’s the matter? You look bad, noonim.”
When the hell did he see my face again? No, did he co up like that to check that out? I didn’t know what to say and what to do. I was so lost that I kept silent, and soon glanced confusedly at the bow Ash was still holding in his left hand.
‘Do I have to say this?’
When asked why I looked bad, I think he needs an answer, but I couldn’t decide for a mont whether it would be better to confess it in a straightforward manner.
But my worries were really brief.
Because Ash, who caught my eye with a keen eye, saw the bow in his hand and imdiately broke it.
“…?!”
I was startled because the bow, not an arrow, broke in two at once like a toy.
Ash then glanced out of the window. The knights who received attention looked at each other.
And among those large numbers of people, I’m sure that there are people who were very quick-witted. He didn’t order anything, but so threw out the bow that he was holding right away. Then he broke it by stepping on it recklessly.
There was a beginning, so the tune was in an instant. Starting with the leader, they were aware of the situation, and the knights began to smash bows and arrows as a group. So knights took the edge of the bow and landed it on a rock without rcy.
“Wha, what is it?”
In a senseless mansion, the eminent Alex muttered in dismay at their madness. In fact, it was amazing to who knew the reality.
The scene of the ‘killing’ on the training field, which is seen by acquaintances as just a crazy scene, ended with a loyal knight kicking and breaking it to an innocent target.
“………”
“Noonim.”
I ca to my senses at his tranquil voice.
“Where were you going? I’ll take you there.”
It was a normal attitude as if nothing had just happened.
Behind Ash was Alex rubbing his eyes as if he doubted what he had just seen.
I’m speechless.
“…..just, um, I was about to finish the tea and go back to the room.”
“Let’s go.”
Ash reached out his hand and I hesitated for a mont before I took it. I tried not to look out of the window as much as possible.
Because soone who would have worked hard to cut the wooden board and carefully painted the target pattern seed to be crying.
At this ti, I thought for a mont as I left Alex out of the hall, who still didn’t understand the situation.
I wonder which of the two is more heart-rending. Ash, who smashed all the bows just because my complexion wasn’t good, and , who is thrilled to hold Ash’s hand in the midst of this.
* * *
The morning of the harvest festival was bright. And I suddenly rembered the results of the hunting competition I saw in the book in a few days.
‘They tied.’
There were two winners.
The Crown Prince and Ash.
“Sohow the result was leaking.….’
No, maybe it’s typical?
The Crown Prince and Ash were both rarely seen to have failed into the general category, so it might have been sowhat difficult to hastily bring either side the glory of victory.
I’m talking from the perspective of the author of the book.
‘But what will happen in real life?’
Will it be concluded that today’s results are tied, sa as the book?
Even if it’s a joint winner, it’s a win, so wouldn’t the knights of the mansion not be very disappointed?
I put myself in Bessie’s hands with such thoughts. Bessie grinned, as usual, dressing up with her deft touch. I checked Bessie’s face through the mirror.
“You look excited, Bessie.”
“It’s a festival. Aren’t you having fun?”
Bessie bit back, taking out the rolls she had rolled one by one.
“ too…”
I made eye contact with myself in the mirror.
“Yes, it’s fun.”
A few days passed in a flash again. When I close my eyes and open my eyes, I feel like the curtain of the harvest festival has risen.
I let it go and did nothing as ti went by. In a way, I was faithfully practising the words of the old woman, the fortune teller said, to wait.
‘I’m not doing it because I like it.’
There is nothing else I can do but just stay still without doing anything. Oh, there’s one thing I do.
‘I hope Ari steals the beads safely.’
Ari took advice about beads from a few days ago, nodding her head with a determined look, and sooner or later she’s stealing– it’s true– but it feels weird to say this.
Since then, I have not yet received any notification of the results.
If Ari fails to steal the bead and is caught in the temple, I hope it won’t happen, but at that ti I couldn’t deny my responsibility, so I was going to use the bead to return the ti.
To do so, it must not be a day late, so I’ve been paying attention to the news of the temple and Ari these days.
And that’s it. The last few days I’ve been doing. Indeed, both my body and mind felt at ease.
The ball starts tomorrow, so I had a simple problem today. At Bessie’s words, I looked inside the mirror again. Half of my long hair was tied up and half of it was loosened.
Thanks to Bessie’s hard work, a wavy red hair trickled down my chest.
“Well, no matter how I interfere, my lady is always beautiful.”
“Thanks for the complint.”
Perhaps because of the start of the harvest festival, Bessie was also more excited than usual.
‘Should I enjoy the festival, too?’
Maybe it will be the last festival that I had so let’s have a lot of fun at this mont. I thought so and soon struggled to control the look on the mirror.
If I’m really going to enjoy the festival, it would be helpful if I don’t think that way.
“A little later, right?”
“Yes.”
“Good-bye. Don’t overdo it, be careful.”
“What’s going to happen? I’m just cheering.”
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