Chapter 22
Chapter 22 – Handling (1)
That was the mont I thoroughly understood why I was the ‘second’ male lead while the Imperial Prince was the ‘main’ male lead.
There was a ti when Ganael told sothing embarrassing and said that ten out of ten people would turn around to look at if I walked past them.
As for Imperial Prince Cédric, people would not only turn around to look at him, they would drop whatever they were doing and chase after him because he was so handso.
Even looking at him from down here, I could tell that he was at least 10 cm taller than . This was quite the difference in specs.
I tried my best to snap my mind out of this funk.
The Imperial Prince and I looked at each other for a while.
“……”
“……”
I had least had the broken wooden window between us when I t Christelle.
Although I couldn’t keep a poker face, it had been easy to hide my expressions because the Confessional is dark.
The fact that Christelle rushed in and rushed out was advantageous for as well.
They were all great conditions for to hide my shock and embarrassnt.
But I was facing this guy face to face.
We were also on a balcony with red torches and magic lights shining from the garden below.
I was almost resentful to the damn Imperial Prince for choosing this balcony of all balconies in Strauder Palace to get so air.
“Yes, your royal highness, I will take this little guy with . Her Eminence, Cardinal Boutier will be inford of it as well.”
I put on as natural of a smile as possible and opened my mouth.
We didn’t exchange greetings or whatever even though this was our first eting, but I had no regrets as I was hoping that this would be our first and last eting.
I reached my arms out to the red panda.
The Imperial Prince, who was looking down at and the little guy, started speaking.
“I heard that you were not going to attend the ball.”
“I am not. I just happened to see this baby red panda here while passing by, your royal highness.”
Anybody would be able to tell that there were vines that resembled Jack’s beanstalk, so why the heck was he ntioning the ball?
I also didn’t like how the Imperial Prince was speaking informally to even though it was our first ti eting.
While all of that was going on, the red panda wasn’t listening to either.
The little punk seed to be curious about the newly arrived individual, as it stopped heading toward and walked over to the Imperial Prince’s side.
The Imperial Prince was just smirking, as if he found this to be amusing, instead of helping when he could clearly see that I was working hard to lead the divine beast to .
He truly lived up to his infamy.
Why did a stupid obstacle have to appear when I don’t have any crackers up my sleeves?
I really wanted to go and get so rest, so I held back a sigh and released my aether.
My Holy Domain appeared and the area under my feet beca brighter.
[……’Demy.’]
I then whispered the little guy’s na.
The noble that asked to na his daughter earlier today told sothing.
‘They say that if you call them by a great na they will respond with a great heart.’
It made sense.
I’ve never heard about it in Korea, but I decided I would use it if the Empire had such a saying.
I based it on the na Deter since it is an earth attribute divine beast.
It is a divine beast so it is partially (demi-) a god…
Even though this little guy may leave here tomorrow……
I thought that this guy might respond well and co to if I gave him the best na I could think of right now.
– Screeeeech!
The red panda screeched louder than ever before because of my Divine Oracle.
To be more specific, it was a noise in between ‘piiiii!’ and ‘SCREEEEEECH!’
The way it was opening and closing its mouth while looking at again made feel really good, as it looked like it was smiling at .
The little punk started trotting over to , as if he never got led astray at all.
It then jumped right over the ledge and crawled up my arm, making smile.
“Let’s go now, Demy.”
The little punk pushed down on my neck with his hind legs and stood up.
I carefully held Demy’s black front paws as he tried to get on my back.
“What is the aning of this?”
The Imperial Prince asked that question.
He keeps talking informally…this bastard must have been taught wrong when he was younger.
“What do you an by that, your royal highness?”
“Na.”
I’m sure he’s not suddenly curious about my na, so he must be asking about ‘Demy.’
“That, mm… He’s similar in color to demi-glace sauce.”
I couldn’t ntion Deter in a world without Greek mythology and I didn’t want to suddenly talk about prefixes when I still didn’t know a lot about how language worked in this world.
After I said whatever ca to my mind… Imperial Prince Cédric scoffed.
“You really seem to like food.”
“I eat very well. I will be on my way now, your royal highness.”
There was no need to chat any longer.
My work here was done since I procured the red panda, Demy.
I confird that Demy was safely on my shoulder and slowly started to mo……
‘Hold on.
How does he know that I like food?’
“……”
I suddenly got the chills.
I ntioned the color of demi-glace sauce, I never said that I picked the na because I like that sauce.
It made feel odd. I knew that I was being overly sensitive but it nagged at that he imdiately figured out that I was a glutton.
I slowly moved my eyes from looking at the vines for a place to step to the Imperial Prince.
The young man was still looking at .
“Did you need anything else?”
The clouds parted at that mont. The bright light of the moon shined down on his silhouette.
I could clearly see his clear orange iris as they took in the light.
The way his satin-like black hair was slightly curly seed quite familiar as well.
“No way……”
– Dang, dang……
I flinched and looked down.
I could see Benjamin lifting nine fingers to . The bell was ringing as it was 9pm.
“Nevermind, I will be on my way now, your royal highness.”
I rapidly blurted those words out and took a step down.
It seed too personal of an issue for to say my hypothesis out loud.
My mind was quite chaotic with all sorts of thoughts.
The Imperial Prince just slightly tilted his head without showing any other reaction.
– Screeeeeech click.
I heard the balcony door open and close at that mont.
I could hear the voices of the guests and the music for the waltz for a mont before they disappeared again.
I then heard soone’s gentle voice.
I ignored everything and carefully took a step down, so that Demy would not shake.
“Your loyal subject greets our esteed royal highness.”
“Lady Sarnez.”
‘What did he say?’
– Squeeeee.
“Sorry, sorry. I made a mistake.”
Demy screeched at for missing a step.
I anxiously held onto the vine in front of .
‘Why is that person here?’
“Madam, I saw that young lady Sarnez has yet to arrive.”
“Yes, your royal highness…… I was inford that she was going to change as she found her clothes to be uncomfortable.”
Lady Sarnez’s voice was shaking.
The Imperial Prince was speaking respectfully to her, but the coldness in his voice made him seem more like a loan shark than her future son-in-law.
Demy wagged his tail in front of my face.
I rebooted my body, that had stopped from a mont from shock.
Thankfully, the two of them were not visible to right now.
“I greet your highness, Prince Jesse Venetiaan as well.”
Lady Isabelle de Sarnez suddenly spoke to as well.
“I had not expected the two of you to be together……”
I thought that she should only be able to see the top of my head, but then I rembered that I had a tall mitre on my head right now.
I felt like a pheasant.
It was made so that I couldn’t feel the weight or feel hot, but I felt more like a damn pheasant than a person right now.
“……Hello, madam.”
I barely managed to speak.
I wanted to tell her that she got the wrong person, but I could not do that.
I was wearing fancy formal attire and had purple eyes.
I had no choice but to charge forward.
“First of all, I want to thank you very much.”
Lady Sarnez then walked toward the ledge.
I raised my head as a shadow appeared over to find a much younger face than I expected.
Her face, that seed to be at max in her mid-thirties, seed full of guilt and fear.
“I know that your ti is very precious…… I understand how disrespectful it was of to make such an appointnt as I pleased. That is why I can only thank you for your kindness to still show up……”
“I’m sorry Lady Sarnez. Unfortunately, I did not co here to et with you.”
“Excuse ?”
A teardrop brushed past my cheek. I clenched my teeth.
“I ca here to rescue a divine beast. This little guy over here. I would have gone to the farthest balcony on the right if I was headed to see you, Lady Sarnez.”
She blinked her eyes. She did not seem to understand what I was saying.
“Your highness, this is the farthest balcony on the right……”
“This is the farthest left.”
I sharply cut her off.
The Imperial Prince, who was quietly listening in the back, snorted and…
“It is the left if you look at it from the back.”
……That was what he said.
*
The red panda Demy’s fancy specialty,’using thick vines to create stairs for humans,’ was put on full display.
The thought about wishing that he would have used such an ability earlier was sadly too late.
I had the little punk around my neck, put on as calm of an expression as possible, and stepped into the balcony.
I would lose if I showed them that I was embarrassed.
I could feel the obvious ridicule from Imperial Prince Cédric’s gaze, but I pretended not to notice it.
Lady Sarnez thankfully did not ask if I was terrible with directions.
“Then shall we get started? Your Confession.”
I hoped that everything would be dramatic, but progress smoothly, since I was in a novel.
Even if I fail, maybe I could fail at a good spot looking cooler than right now.
I wanted the type of scenario where the reader can’t help but wonder about the character’s growth as they scroll down.
I didn’t want it to focus on my accidentally showing up at the eting location because I couldn’t tell the building’s front and back door apart.
Now it made sense why there were no carriages in front of Strauder Palace.
There was no need to park in the back since all guests would go in through the front.
It was unbelievable the more I thought about it.
“Didn’t you say that you ca here for the divine beast?”
‘Can you please stop talking? You’re making furious.’
The Imperial Prince did not even blink at my glare.
I suppressed the embarrassnt that was boiling inside again and turned my head toward Lady Sarnez.
She seed concerned that soone might open the balcony door and enter, but looked a bit better after hearing that I would take her confession.
“Thank you very much, your highness. I would have had nothing to say even if you chose to leave……”
‘It’s fine, this is to preserve the last bits of my dignity.’
I almost blurted those words out but they quickly disappeared from my mind.
I thought that saying sothing like, ‘I made a mistake with front/back, left/right, but I am still leaving’ seed even stupider.
The image of acting cool and taking her confession seed like the better option now that things were like this.
I was curious about what she had to say about the divine item that disappeared from the ‘Temple of Vigilance’ as well.
“Now then, could our Imperial Prince please exit the balcony? Confessions are done one on one in order to maintain confidentiality.”
The Imperial Prince’s eyebrow twitched after hearing my statent, in which I purposely did not address him as ‘your royal highness.’
The response I got back was unexpected.
“I’m pretty sure you’ll need .”
He then raised his left hand, which had a black glove on it.
He made a horizontal gesture in the air and the balcony door clicked and locked.
Lady Sarnez seed calm but I couldn’t help but be astonished.
“What just……”
“I guess you haven’t heard that I am a magic swordsman.”
I had not.
However, I clearly rembered Eunse calling this bastard a ‘sword master.’
I swear that I didn’t get this confused with the setting for a different novel.
I thought that she was right since he just swung his sword around all the ti, but a magic swordsman?
Furthermore, ‘magic’ did not seem to be the type of magic I imagined in my head.
Is this or sothing? Is he so kind of mutant?
“Your highness, it is fine with . I will take it as a blessing from the Almighty God that I could even confess to you. In addition……”
Lady Sarnez seed to be stuck in the middle of this standoff that wasn’t really a standoff between the Imperial Prince and .
Her voice was still shaking, but her black eyes seed firm.
“His royal highness has every right to know of my sin.”
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