Lorraine had seen several personable n among the commoners who rose up to beco famous.
They were all people who she didn’t understood for why they were called handso. They were good looking, yes. But not actually handso.
The sa went for nobles.
Among the aristocrats who were reputed to be handso, there was no one she really found handso.
Lorraine had been seeing Lorian since childhood, so her standards were set quite high.
But even Lorraine had no choice but to acknowledge Kieran’s natural appearance.
’...Yes, no matter if he is a commoner, he is a hero, right? A being chosen by the Goddess. That’s no ordinary commoner.’
He was a human being chosen by the Goddess herself.
So of course, he was fundantally higher than a knight, and his status should be higher than that of any nobleman. So, wasn’t it the sa as him being an honorary nobleman?
Self-rationalization.
It was Lorraine’s self-rationalization to defend her pride from the fact that she didn’t feel offended by being kissed by a commoner whom she thought as vulgar.
– Chueup... Chueup...!
The kiss felt long but ended shortly.
Even after the short kiss ended, Lorraine sat there blankly. Because the heat left on her lips hadn’t gone away yet.
Then she felt Kieran staring at her without leaving yet.
"What? Why aren’t you going away?"
Normally, he would have left as soon as the kiss was over, why was he still with her?
"Are you going to send a challenge letter tomorrow morning?"
"That’s upto ! Why? Losing your confidence to defeat the next day?"
"No... that... well, anyways."
Kieran took a deep breath and left the grounds.
Lorraine looked at his back in dissatisfaction.
"What? I thought he had sothing to say."
She grunted and stood up from her seat.
She went back to her room, and she wrote a new challenge letter, placed it inside the crevice of Kieran’s room door, and then she went to bed. And the next night, she waited for Kieran at the grounds.
It had beco a normal routine from so mont on, but Lorraine always pretended she didn’t care.
But it was weird.
No matter how much she waited today, Kieran did not co. Lorraine, tired of waiting for him, scrunched her brows, and stord into Kieran’s room.
"Hey! You sleeping or what? Are you sure about ignoring ?!"
Lorraine spurred the door and entered the room.
The inside of the room was clean and empty.
"..?"
What? Did sothing happened?
It can’t be, right?
Lorraine, who was bewildered, didn’t get the answer until the next morning.
"Are you talking about Hero Kieran and his team? They left yesterday, early morning."
She couldn’t half-believe what the butler told her.
Lorraine went to bed late and woke up late because of waiting for him at the grounds, and Kieran had left while she was sleeping?
"This... y-you motherfucker...!"
’You left without saying a word to ..!’
Lorraine was furious.
No, he had left but why should she get angry?
Why should she get angry...
Oh yes, the duel.
She hadn’t won a duel. She even lost her first kiss, and more kisses every ti after, she hadn’t been kissed so many tis by her parents on the cheeks, alright?
That bastard made fun of her lips.
Yes, this was rāpe.
He’s a rāpist who rāped her lips and left!
When she ca to the conclusion, she felt even more angry.
Promising to catch him by the hair the next ti she saw him, Lorraine headed to Lorian’s room.
She intended to improve her skills by asking Lorian to teach her. She was no longer allowing Lorian to bury himself in the corner and wallow in self-pity.
But...
"Huh... Where did my brother go now? What is actually happening?! Are they making fun of as a group?!"
Lorian was not in his room.
---
While Lorraine was yelling out her frustrations at Lorian’s room wall, Lorian was facing Gis.
Gis blew out white smoke from his mouth and rubbed the cigar he was smoking on the table.
"So, you an you want to hire our assassination squad?"
"That’s right."
"Why did you co to ? Our handso prince will surely be able to hire an assassination squad himself, even without in this whole thing, eh?"
"It is a fact that no one can deny, the Zarakh Society’s assassination squad is the best on the continent. And so I thought I should hire the assassination squad for a commission through you than going directly myself."
Gis was sponsored by the Kingdom of Alitia’s criminal organization, the Zarakh Society. It was a secret to outsiders, but what every insider knew.
"Well, that’s right. So, the target? Kieran, right?"
Lorian nodded his head.
"There is no need to kill. If you do, you may incite her wrath. But... you see. I wish you can instill despair in him. Despair deep enough to break his heart."
"It is not difficult. Torture is one of the specialties of our assassination squad. You don’t have to worry about other issues. The Assassination Squad of the Zarakh Society is not that cumberso."
Gis giggled and leaned back on to the chair.
"The number of accomplices have increased. That’s good."
Lorian narrowed his eyes.
"Accomplices?"
"Yes, accomplices. You didn’t think I’d stay still even after being humiliated, did you?"
Gis said with a creepy smile.
"I have already sent them a letter."
"..."
Among the won in the room, Adreana was the only one deeply troubled.
---
After refusing the solicitation of the Duke of Oler, we were going to the capital of the Kingdom of Prona.
Because the royal family had called us there.
The king himself had, actually.
If we didn’t go, we would have had another troubleso problem on our laps, so we followed the call and arrived at the capital...
And, saw.
"Put the heretics to the guillotine!"
"Put the prince to the guillotine!"
"Down with the heresy! Overthrow the prince!"
The citizens who filled the front of the royal castle.
"Co out, Prince! If you’re not a heretic, you have to prove your innocence!!!"
Clergyn shouting at the forefront of citizens.
"...do you guys want to turn back?"
The group nodded their heads in a heartbeat without saying a word.
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