episode_0206

“What on earth is it?”

A separate building at night when it is not yet dark.

Latera, who was left behind with Lucia, grumbled with a distressed face.

” ‘I will protect the world from now on, so please protect Lucia and the house well.’ At first I thought he was joking, but he left alone like this.”

The lights flickering over the hill are mesmerizing. Latera continued speaking with her eyes fixed on the window.

“Of course, this is not a child that a hero gave away for some reason, but saving the world means doing something worthy of a hero. Then, of course, as the hero’s best friend, I have to join him…”

“Sometimes you want to be alone.”

Sarak – Lucia absent-mindedly turned the pages of the magic book. It was a magic book that Siron had been reading, and he read it so intently that there were many personally added annotations, and even though the year of publication was not long, the ends of the paper were tattered.

“Why am I saying this, but usually boys of that age need more alone time, right? Even if Siron is a warrior and you are his guardian angel, you should at least distinguish between public and private life.”

“Time alone?”

“Yes, heroes are people too.”

“Um…”

Latera looked away from the window, placed her hand on her chin and thought deeply. I checked whether my actions so far had been too immature, and I also considered whether Siron would have felt uncomfortable because he was with Latera at all times, as Lucia said.

However, looking back on his actions so far, he never showed any sign of dislike for Siron being with Latera. Latera is where you can see the human soul. Even without saying a word or taking action, Siron did not care at all that he was with Latera.

…Even when mixing with the unclean and vulgar demon, Siron did not care about Latera… so she could not sympathize with Lucia’s words.

Latera asked Lucia a question because her mind was becoming more and more complicated instead of feeling relieved.

“How was it Kylie?”

“Shh!”

Lucia was startled and looked around. Occasionally, Latera would call her Kylie, assuming she was sure she was alone with Lucia, but whenever she did this, she was nervous that her identity would be discovered.

“Just call me Lucia! What Kylie?”

“Don’t worry. Seira has gone out and the employees are downstairs, so no one is listening.”

“ji, really. Next time, can you give me permission?”

Lucia checked her surroundings again and sighed. Even so, I do not discourage Latera. Even though it had been quite a while since his identity was discovered, Lucia felt that Latera would also have been cautious, considering that Siron did not know his past life.

“Keuhum. What about me… I am a very humane person, no different from 500 years ago.”

Lucia calmed her startled heart and looked back on the question.

“Then, Lucia, did you also need some alone time?”

“…I feel embarrassed because you keep saying that, but I need time to be alone other than when I’m running errands or taking a bath.”

“…”

“In my case, I shed a lot of tears because I am very sensitive. I heard that every time something heartbreaking happened, you would squirm in the tent and your colleagues would do their best to pretend not to notice?”

“Is that so?”

“Yes, it was difficult to create a personal space due to the situation, but after shedding a lot of tears, I calmed down… and the next day, I was able to move on to my next destination as if nothing had happened.”

Lucia looked at Latera and recalled an incident from several years ago.

In Braham, Lucia saw Siron cry for the first time. I was embarrassed because he often treated me lightly and had a playful tone.

Although the location was her own grave, Lucia thought that Siron’s tears would not be too overwhelming for them to arrive at his ancestor’s grave. This is because, from the moment I saw his face, I felt emotions such as sadness or regret rather than emotion.

I really wanted to ask her why she was crying, but even after that, Lucia didn’t delve into that part. Based on her past experiences, she firmly believed that it was right to pretend not to notice in cases like this.

“And… you said you went to the mansion, didn’t you mean you were called by Eldrina? I guess he was called in because of Siriel’s business.”

“Are you engaged?”

“…Yes, engagement.”

Lucia muttered in a weak voice. I tried not to be conscious of it, but perhaps because it is so closely tied to reality, it is thrust into Lucia’s face even if she does not want it to be.

Lucia took a deep breath because her chest suddenly felt tight.

“It must have been an atmosphere where sensitive stories were discussed. No matter how pretty your uncle thinks of you, looking at Eldrina’s personality, hehe. You probably don’t like the idea of someone eavesdropping while you’re having a conversation. Phew…”

“…”

“Yes, this is Shiron and Siriel’s job. Sigh, it’s not the place for families to meet, and it’s not the place for me, the younger sister, and you, the hero’s companion, to get involved. Phew…”

“Are you okay?”

Latera approached Lucia, whose complexion had been looking bad a little while ago.

“…It’s okay. I still haven’t digested the dinner I ate a while ago.”

Lucia continued speaking, pounding her chest, unable to let go of her frustration.

“Someone is following you and watching you all day long. To be honest, even if it were me, it would be burdensome. If we get married safely like this… we will also be able to do the work of a married couple.”

Gulp – Lucia drank the water left on the bedside. Even as I was talking, my lips and throat were so dry that I emptied the entire glass in an instant.

“…You’re not watching when we do things as a couple.”

“Well, that can’t be possible!”

Latera, startled, turned her head. Sleeping with the devil was something to be condemned, but sleeping with a married couple was something worthy of blessing as it created new life. Even if it caused a bad conflict with Siriel, it was not something Latera should be involved in.

Rather… Latera wanted to respect Shiron at least in such matters. Siron is a human, not a warrior.

Isn’t there a saying that a hero has three wives and concubines?

Since I liked Shiron without holding the holy sword called Latera… I swallowed hard and rubbed my burning cheeks.

“So… I’ll take a walk for a while. Is it because the oil smells bad? I feel a little dizzy.”

“All, please come back.”

Latera waved at Lucia as she left the room.

Lucia, perhaps in a hurry, stooped and went down the stairs.

Again and again

Creak- Creak- Creak-

A loud creaking sound is heard today.

The reason why Lucia became like this… was because of the embarrassing scene that had filled her mind earlier.

Every time she became aware of the future in which Siron and Siriel would become friends, Lucia felt troubled because severe thoughts kept filling her head. Today, the severity was so severe that it even affected her physical condition.

Before leaving for Braham. I witnessed the scene of Siriel and Siron kissing each other right in front of me. Although she had been conscious of it since then, as the reality of her engagement approached, Lucia could not vaguely pass it off as someone else’s business.

Lucia herself knew that her feelings toward Siron were complicated.

But it didn’t mean I liked Siron.

‘This…’

Lucia, unusually, could not explain her feelings.

To put it again, realizing the reality that Siron and Siriel were connected made Lucia’s heart feel tight.

What was decisive was the conversation with Latera.

A couple’s affair.

For Lucia, marriage was not a contract that linked one family to another, but rather a ritual performed before starting a family, procreating, and producing offspring. Not only had it not been long since he accepted that he was a nobleman. Girls of the same age often talk about dirty things as a topic of conversation.

Lucia,

I imagined a scene where Siron and Siriel were doing something like that.

The ancient appearance of Siron is imagined through the clothes revealed over the black clothes.

It wasn’t difficult to imagine Siriel’s naked body because I had seen it often.

What about sexual knowledge?

Lucia didn’t particularly watch sex education, but she had seen a lot of soldiers pounding the buttocks of prostitutes in temporary brothels set up on battlefields. I have seen many high-ranking noblemen massaging the breasts of farm workers while drinking.

Yura and Seira both hated such positions, but Andrze and Vinella, one of the other colleagues, were people who were a little far from noble… In other words, they were ordinary human beings suitable for that era, and they often enjoyed drinking with high-ranking people. ,

Lucia could very easily imagine how sexual intercourse between a man and a woman takes place.

They covet each other’s bodies as they were when they were born. The man and woman’s belly buttons touch each other, and they move for a few moments, then the woman makes a moaning sound, and the woman as well as the man gets so excited that she wants to die, gets even more excited, screams, and moans…

-Hmm.

– Lower jaw. Oppa. More, more!

Yes, something like this.

A moan that is utterly vulgar.

‘I guess I’m really crazy. I even hear some crazy hallucinations. It’s going to spin! really.’

It seems that the imagination of Siron and Siriel longing for love eventually led to unnecessary auditory hallucinations. Lucia shook her head to get rid of the harsh thoughts.

-Tsk, wow, I love it, oppa.

However, for some reason, no matter how much I tried to shake my head or hit the honey chestnuts, the auditory hallucinations lingering in my ears would not go away.

It felt so real that I thought it was reality and not a dream…

-Siriel.

“…”

Stand tall.

Lucia’s steps stopped.

Geek-

My head turns like a broken clock. The place where her eyes were directed was the Mana training room set up in one corner of the training hall.

thud-

What is the vibration that seems to resonate throughout the body?

“…”

thud-

The pain didn’t stop.

gulp-

Thump-thump-thump-

Lucia’s face gets hotter to the beat. It was natural to notice it even if you didn’t want it to.

I’m sure there’s a scene happening in that building that you can only picture in your head.

Lucia closed her eyes tightly, trying to turn her mind away from that building.

But that wasn’t the case.

As my vision was blocked, my remaining senses became more sensitive… and I realized the nature of the ringing that was now hitting my entire body.

‘…I feel like my heart will explode.’

In order to stop being conscious of the heartbeat, I have no choice but to open my eyes again.

Did I open my eyes like that?

Lucia couldn’t even believe where she was anymore.

“…”

“Oppaaa♡!”

What was reflected in the golden eyes was a scene that was more embarrassing and vulgar than I had imagined.

“…”

Now, not only my chest but my entire body was throbbing. Of course, your breathing becomes heavy and your body heats up.

Lucia placed her hand to find the most throbbing spot.

This place was so painful that I felt like I was going to lose my mind, so Lucia’s touch was careful and careful, like applying ointment to a painful wound.

*

Whiiing-

Even though it was a sunny morning, the wind was still strong. Yuma, the manager of the Castle of Dawn, looked at the shaking window and then lowered his gaze.

Where my gaze fell, there was a letter with a red seal.

[Lucia Prien]

Yuma recalled the face of a girl who rarely opened her heart to him. Red hair and golden eyes. The name of a girl who looked exactly like the head of the family was written as the sender.

“The lady?”

“Yes, he sent me a letter in advance saying that he would like to meet the matriarch soon.”

The person who answered was Encia. The last thing I remembered was Lucia’s face, which was so full of worry that it looked like she was about to die at any moment, and the atmosphere was so cold that I couldn’t even ask her why she wanted to see Glenn Frien.

“…Is that so.”

Yuma removed the wax with a stern expression.