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Pollux was puzzled when Karssein held out a hand to hold instead of a fist.

‘The Imperial… reached out to me?’

No way.

There is no imperialist in this world who likes the Yarik people.

But that hand is not a fist.

It’s not even holding anything. I’m not even in the mood to throw it.

It was just a palm with some blisters and calluses.

‘…Is this a sign of training while holding a sword?’

Although it was not as much as Yarikin’s, this amount of training could never be called lazy.

But even so, the doubts do not go away.

“Why are you helping me? It’s not like they don’t know that I’m a Yarik person.”

“Well. I’m a Yarik person and I don’t know much about it.”

“…What? Even though my tattoos are so clearly visible, you don’t know that I’m a Yarik person?”

“uh.”

I can’t believe you don’t know that they are Yarik people.

Pollux was shocked for a moment.

“I asked why you were helping me? In my eyes, it’s just a scene where several people are harassing one person who doesn’t put up any resistance. When I see things like this, I get annoyed for no reason.”

“…You are a strange person.”

“You can think whatever you want. Rather than that.”

– Tup.

“If I keep lying here, I think bottles of alcohol will fly.”

Carcein muttered as he easily caught a bottle of wine flying towards Pollux.

Then, the dissatisfied imperial people in the tavern started shouting at Karssein.

“It looks like you’re a knight there, why are you helping Yarikin?!”

“If you are an imperial citizen, wouldn’t you know everything? What kind of barbarians are they!”

“Why are you protecting those who live at the edge of the empire like parasites when they are the ones who bring demonic beasts to the Peselos Empire!”

That’s it.

Now that those words have come out of the mouths of the people of the empire, this man will also withdraw his hand.

Pollux said, turning away from the outstretched hand.

“If you heard it, go ahead. Imperial. Even if you try to help me with my ugly hair, only sparks will fly to you.”

This is the law originally.

No matter what the Yarik people say, they cannot hear good things from the people of the empire.

All I had to do was get beaten up by them for a bit, become the target of their anger, and then leave when the time came.

He finally gave up.

As this was a situation he had predicted to some extent, Pollux also tried to understand it.

But Carcein did not back down.

“I don’t know what’s going on, but being treated like an idiot isn’t everything.”

Not only does he hold Pollux’s hand, but he also raises his body in accordance with the steps.

Pollux, who was suddenly grabbed by Carcein’s hand and stood up, asked in confusion.

“What is that…?”

“I know because I have been in that situation. Just keep that in mind and go out and talk about it. It seems like staying here will only cause you harm.”

After saying that, Karssein walked towards the entrance of the tavern first.

When they saw that he had taken down the drunks at the bar in one go, no one attacked him anymore. Even those who wanted to harm Pollux only showed dissatisfied eyes.

When I turn my head back to Carcein, who has cleared up the tavern riot, the figure of a woman with purple hair comes into view behind him.

Only then did Pollux finish understanding the situation.

‘That woman was helping us Yarik people…’

The name is clear.

It was called Harnier Theresia.

Looking at the conversation I was having with her, it didn’t seem like it was artificial help to get something.

Pollux, who had been watching Karssein, lingered a little longer in the tavern before taking a step back.

***

I think it was a little crazy.

Harnier only asked me to help that man, and did not ask me to do anything more.

The point where I said that it’s not okay to just be treated like an idiot.

The fact that he forced himself to sit down and stand up from being attacked by drunk people.

Either way is close to my personal opinion.

I acted like that because I felt uncomfortable watching people being beaten by a group of people.

As I left the tavern, Harnier came towards me.

She glanced inside the bar and immediately looked at me to confirm that the situation was over.

“The inside of the bar… is over.”

“Yes.”

Before I knew it, it had become quiet outside.

The sound of bottles and glasses flying and chairs and tables being smashed could clearly be heard even from here.

It’s probably because Harnier had a hand in it.

Then it was time for me to ask this too.

“So, who is that guy that gets beaten up?”

He was a strange person in many ways.

It’s obvious that it has that much power, but it just gets hit quietly.

Even if other customers throw alcohol bottles, utensils, glasses, etc. and spit profanity, there is no response.

It was difficult to understand why they seemed to be drawing a line when trying to help me, as if they had resigned themselves to it.

But she would know.

It was she who asked me to save that man.

Harnier pursed his lips and responded with pitiful eyes.

“I am from the Aiferus family. In the empire, he is a person who is doing something that deserves the most respect.”

“The Aiferus family…? Aren’t those people in the West?”

“That’s right. Because Pollux is a westerner.”

“But I think the people in the tavern called that man, or rather the man named Pollux, a Jarikian.”

“That’s…”

“Because the people of the empire still think of us as members of the Yarik tribe, and do not accept us as fellow people of the empire.”

Pollux, who came out of the tavern in place of Harnier, who was hesitant, spoke on his behalf.

“You don’t accept me as a citizen of the same empire?”

“It’s literally like that. Because the Yarik tribe is treated as barbarians. Even if we were given the title of Marquis of Aiferus, they do not recognize us as citizens of the same empire.”

-Tutuk, tuk.

Bloody fragments fall.

These were fragments of the liquor bottle that had been stuck in Pollux’s skin just a moment ago.

“I was wondering why you knocked out the people of the empire, not me, and extended your hand to me, the Yarikian… but you really didn’t know. yes? Plesia upper part.”

“I told you not to call me by that title.”

“…”

Pollux smiled and asked me.

“Boy. What is your name?”

“Carsein. Karssein Bagland.”

“Huh. Could it be that of the Bagland Dukedom?”

“But.”

“Haha! It’s fascinating. I never would have thought that Bagland, the head of the nobles of the Bagland Duke family, would have helped me. How did the owner of the Plesia Sangsang bring in a man like this?”

“Ugh. Well…”

Pollux, who laughed out loud, held out his hand to me once again.

“Polux Tutullum and the tribal chief of the Jarik tribe. And… it may be strange to say this, but the Marquis of Aiferus himself.”

My eyes sparkled at those words.

‘This person… was the Marquis of Ipheros?’

Its appearance was not properly introduced in the game. No different from other nobles, he wore noble clothes when doing business, so there was no information. The same goes for real names.

‘We had to meet each other at least once as the episode unfolded, but I can’t believe we got to meet each other first like this.’

The tension was palpable.

Such a big man.

A man whose experience of countless battles was evident all over his body.

Depending on the episode, this character had to encounter him in a somewhat violent manner at least once.

Because it was right in front of me.

“Good eyes. But if I do this, my hands become embarrassed. Boy.”

I knew it instinctively.

This is a sign that you want to hear a proper introduction.

okay. Now, I didn’t meet that guy to host the episode.

“Carsein Bagland. He is the adopted son of the Duke of Bagland.”

“Adopted son?”

“You said it briefly inside the bar. I know because I’ve been in that situation too.”

As my opponent took out all his cards, I also took out everything.

Pollux squeezed my hand and laughed again.

“Yes. Was it something like that? You also received a lot of hate in many ways.”

“What. yes. That was the reason I met Lady Harnier.”

They say that each person’s case is different, but this time, the corners of my eyes inevitably wrinkled.

Are you saying that not only are you not recognized as a noble even though you are a noble, but you are also not recognized as a member of the same empire?

They are even being bullied here. He did not hesitate to act violently toward someone who simply ordered him a drink at a bar.

However, Pollux was accepting this as if it was normal. I just didn’t like it.

“Carsein Bagland. okay. Remember that. by the way. There’s one thing I’d like to ask, can you answer it?”

“What’s wrong?”

“…Carcein, you said you were Bagland’s adopted son.”

“Yes.”

I probably didn’t go in because I wanted to.

First of all, that was correct.

“So you were a citizen of the Kingdom of Wederos?”

“…What?”

“If you are not from the Kingdom of Wederos, you cannot wear this ring. But aren’t you wearing this well? With no side effects.”

It’s something I’ve heard before.

I think that’s what an old man said in Ruthmeyer…

‘The problem is that I can’t answer this for sure.’

Even before entering the game, I tried to find out a lot of information about him, but I couldn’t figure out Karssein’s origins.

There wasn’t even a single clue as to what happened, and even if you looked at the memorial, it didn’t reveal where in Karssein’s past he was from.

At most, the limitation was that it was located in a slum.

Can not help it.

In times like this, it would be best to look around.

But before I even opened my mouth.

Harnier answered this question first.

“I know what you’re thinking, Pollux. I think you misunderstood that.”

“Why? Harni, don’t you know the legend of the Kingdom of Wederos well?”

“That’s right. That’s why it’s especially not true. There is a high possibility that this is a counterfeit product.”

“Counterfeit goods?”

As Pollux tilted his head in confusion, Harnier sighed softly.

“This is just a ring that my fiancé got as a prize during the Snow Festival. That can’t be real.”

“…Is that so? but. It’s not something that will just be passed around in the hands of merchants at a festival.”

“Not only that, it looks like my fiancé is having a reaction, but if this were real, I should have had a reaction too. But what about my ring?””

“There was no response. It’s like an empty cart.”

“That’s right.”

Pollux’s once serious eyes became filled with boredom. As if it were just a child’s prank.

“Tsk. After all, a legend is just a legend. I had high hopes for nothing.”

“Ahaha…”

“Hey. Are you talking about something that only two people know?”

For some reason, since I’m only listening, I feel like I’m being asked a series of question marks, so I ask the question out loud.

“ No, based on common sense, what should I say to this side to decide or not? Is this correct?”

Then Pollux opened his mouth.

“Hmm. I was making a very big mistake. I never thought there would be so much trouble between passionate lovers.”

“Yes, yes? What is that all of a sudden…”

“Harnier Seeing that you had the same reaction, I can say that it is a perfect match… And, somehow, I think it gives off a similar vibe. I can’t believe I was interrupting the time of a young couple who was enjoying a date like this. I was very clueless. I’m sorry.”

“Po, Pollux!”

Harnier said what she hated the most.

…If you don’t want to get hit, you should just pretend you didn’t hear it.

***

After finishing the meeting with Pollux, Harnier goes back to riding the horse he had parked with Carcein.

But for some reason, those words keep coming to mind and I can’t bear to speak to Karssein.

-hmm. I was making a very big mistake. I never thought there would be so much trouble between passionate lovers.

Although Pollux and Plesia merchants had met before, they never talked about their engagement through this contract.

So a huge misunderstanding arose.

-Personally, I think it suits them well. It was nice to meet a good man and a good woman. ha ha ha!

After hearing Pollux say that he was cheering by showing his thumbs up, there was no way to resolve this awkwardness.

“Harnier.”

“Yes, yes?!”

“Shouldn’t you ride a horse?”

“Ah…”

The awkwardness deepened so much that I didn’t even realize I had reached the end.

“I’m sorry. I had some other thoughts…”

Harnier climbs into the saddle holding Karssein’s hand.

I thought that riding a horse would make me feel a little better.

however.

Karssein climbed on this horse.

“What, what is it? Why together…?”

“Of course you were planning on riding together, weren’t you?”

“Yes?! No, I…!”

I was thinking of riding separately.

That’s what I was going to say.

However, Karssein’s logical argument follows.

“The price of a single word is more precious. Besides, how can you ride a horse in those clothes?”

“…Ah.”

After all, she wasn’t wearing a dress.

Since it was a dress given to her by the Marquis as a way to find a new fiancé, it was not suitable for sitting on the saddle and holding the reins.

“Well, I understand it’s inconvenient. Please understand to some extent. It’s hard to even speak again at this time.”

I think I know what you mean.

however. My heart is beating so hard. So it was a problem.

Even when I told him to calm down, his heart rate didn’t stop.

“I think I gave you enough time. All your tension is gone, right?”

“Yes?! Yes, yes!”

“Then, could you please lean on me just a little bit?”

I couldn’t help it.

Karssein felt awkward and her heart was pounding, but she had to be in his arms right now.

-Hee hee!

My heart is beating like crazy. Harnier had to keep fanning herself to cool down the heat rising from her face.

‘If it’s because… If it’s because…! ‘Why did you say that there!’

-He’s a nice guy, isn’t he? Hold on tight.

It was also because Pollux said that.

Why did you say such misunderstanding-inducing words?

Glancing.

I take a quick look at how Karssein is doing.

But his expression is stiff.

It didn’t seem like a situation where Young could resolve the awkwardness.

Harnier had to do his best to look away while leaning into Karssein’s arms.

This is all because of Pollux.

I prayed that my pounding heart would stop as soon as possible.

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I’m sorry for not being able to cater for April Fool’s Day.

To put it somewhat bluntly, I guess I’m a boring person.

Like other writers, I tried to play around with the cover…

It’s not fun and just looks so trivial…

I hung it up for about 5 minutes, but it didn’t seem right, so I put it back to the original cover.

I’m sorry for not being able to cater to you on April Fool’s Day.