The Sage Who Drinks 50

The atmosphere in the venue rapidly sank.

Like pouring cooling water into a wide bathtub. People nearby closed their mouths at Silvia’s chilling statement.

Then, people who were further away also turned their heads to find the reason. What their vision captured was.

The ugly Gaius with his face distorted red with anger and. The beautiful girl, Silvia, turning white like winter frost.

“…What did you just say?”

Gaius’s lips trembled. He probably never imagined there would be someone who would make such an insulting remark to himself, the Second Prince.

But, Silvia does. That’s the kind of woman she is.

“I asked if you want to die. You.”

There are no explicit curses. Perhaps it resembles the posture of a child putting both hands on their waist as if angry.

However, the concentration of killing intent contained in it was just like a blade taking form.

Even Gaius took a step back.

“Y-you… Do you think you can speak to me like that and remain unharmed?”

“Shut up. You pig-like thing.”

“What?!”

Of course, anyone in this world would associate Gaius with a noisy pig, but no one brings it up to his face.

Insulting royalty openly would result in the extinction of three generations.

However, that’s not a reason that can stop this girl.

“…”

The momentum between the two is at the brink of explosion. Left like this, blood might be shed.

The venue stirred as I felt everyone looking at us. I clicked my tongue and surveyed the situation.

‘This is dangerous.’

This would spread the fact that the relationship between the Sword Star and the Second Prince isn’t good. That would lead to conflict between the Sword Angle and the Empire…

‘No, that’s not it.’

Someone like Gaius can’t represent the Imperial Family. Even if it reached father’s ears, he would likely scoff.

In the end, this was highly likely to lead to a conflict between the Sword Angle and the Second Prince’s faction. Of course, it was a future to be avoided.

Just as I was gauging the moment to intervene, having quickly assessed the situation.

“You wench.”

An unpleasant tone like scratching glass.

The man who had been observing us from behind Gaius. The swordsman I had encountered in the corridor earlier approached with big strides.

His lips twisting upward in a way that clearly showed he was looking down on Silvia.

“Looking at you, you seem to be a woman who handles a sword… Ha, a female swordswoman is ridiculous.”

“…”

“Want to taste my blade? Hmm?”

He tapped his scabbard repeatedly as he said that.

-What’s going on, is he crazy?

-Is he really going to draw his sword?

-They’re not going to fight, right? I think we should call the Tower Master?

The momentum was sharp. Killing intent was rising from the swordsman.

Gaius also let out a sigh of relief upon seeing the swordsman approach his side.

Looking at the confidence appearing on his face, he seems to trust the swordsman’s skills considerably.

“Sword Demon, you’re late.”

“Kekeke. Sorry, my lord. Isn’t it fine if I come now?”

‘Sword Demon’, is it?

It’s an ominous title just to hear. At the very least, a normal person wouldn’t be given the title of Demon of the Sword.

The Sword Demon continued to emit killing intent while wearing a contemptuous smile. He was undoubtedly confident that Silvia couldn’t touch him.

“If you apologize now, I have the generosity to accept it. Yes, now that I look at you, your face is quite pretty.”

The swordsman took a step forward. As his dirty hand extended toward the white snowflake.

“Come, to our quarters tonight…”

Just as he was about to place his hand on Silvia’s face.

“Silvia!”

My mouth opened wide and spat out a sound like lightning.

“…”

At that moment, Silvia lowered her hand.

It was instantaneous. Silvia’s action of raising her hand was so fast that even I, who was putting strength into my eyes, couldn’t see it in detail.

That’s how quickly Silvia had raised her hand.

There’s no need to ask why.

Sword Star Style

Hand Blade Cut

She didn’t draw a sword to cut.

Silvia must have realized that ‘the act of drawing a sword’ would be against etiquette. Considering her purity, that’s a remarkable development.

That’s why she would have tried to cut with her hand. To begin with, it’s ridiculous to think that someone of the Sword Star’s caliber can only cut things with a sword.

‘That was dangerous.’

My dragon eyes saw the mana flowing inside Silvia and guessed her intention. If I hadn’t immediately stopped Silvia.

‘He would have died.’

If that happened, this entire party would be ruined, causing harm to the Tower Master and Adela. And unfavorable aftermath would befall Silvia and the Sword Angle. It’s fortunate that I stopped it.

What’s more surprising is that Silvia stopped with just a single word from me. She’s not a woman who would listen just because I said so.

Come to think of it, I also felt like mana was infused in my voice just now.

Anyway. The Sword Demon belatedly took several large steps back.

“Huk, heok….”

His rough, gasping breath sounds were urgent. Like someone who had witnessed the reaper.

Drops of sweat flowed down his trembling body.

“Thank Loran.”

Silvia’s voice echoed through the quiet venue.

Her white-dyed pupils returned to normal. The blacks of her eyes had faintly reappeared.

“You would have died if he hadn’t stopped me.”

Silvia’s statement is still immature, like a child trying to frighten someone.

But knowing that those words are the truth, the Sword Demon trembled.

‘Tsk.’

I clicked my tongue seeing that.

I don’t particularly know this guy’s temperament. But his next action would probably be to shout something like ‘How dare you-!’ and draw his sword.

Before that could happen.

“Brother.”

I had to intervene.

“…”

Gaius’s expression was dark. He apparently never imagined that his subordinate would be so pathetically overwhelmed by Silvia.

I slowly approached Silvia’s side. It was clearly declaring that the Sword Star is my ally.

“Do not touch my person.”

The address also clearly implied that Silvia was close to me.

‘Though I can’t quite call her my wife.’

I didn’t have the courage to go that far.

Anyway, with this, I had essentially announced to not just Gaius but everyone in the venue.

‘The Sword Star Silvia Isolde is a woman close to the Third Prince Loran von Welert.’

This act would shake the world.

However.

“…Fine. I didn’t know she was your person. I apologize.”

Seeing Gaius gritting his teeth as he exclaimed, it ultimately meant my action was correct.

It’s a simple principle. If Silvia were unrelated to me, this would clearly lead to a conflict between the Sword Star and the Second Prince. And between the Sword Angle and Gaius’s faction.

But if I reveal here that Silvia is my person. Gaius can’t recklessly touch Silvia.

Doing so would immediately lead to a political conflict with me.

‘He wouldn’t want that.’

Currently, Gaius would be preoccupied with checking on our eldest brother.

That is, I’ve made it so that even if he wanted to defame Silvia independently, he couldn’t easily do so.

It was all thoroughly for Silvia’s safety. I didn’t even want to imagine her being threatened by Gaius’s black hands.

“…Let’s withdraw.”

Gaius spoke as if spitting and showed his back. Then his followers also moved to follow him, and the Sword Demon gulped and turned his back on us as well.

The venue, which had suddenly become quiet. Eventually began to regain its vitality little by little and started to talk about various things.

No, that’s inevitable. This moment is practically the beginning of a rumor that will shake the world.

-Is it true? Is the Sword Star really close to the Third Prince?

-Could it be… a romantic relationship?

-The Second Prince, I dislike seeing him….

The venue soon became noisy. People would be preoccupied with talking about the incident that just occurred for a while.

However, the small girl beside me didn’t give the slightest bit of interest to such things.

She just looked at me with innocent eyes.

“Loran.”

“Yes.”

Now, again, our eyes met.

The silver pupils looking at me are clean. The whites of her eyes, which had been filled with killing intent until a moment ago, had reduced in size and regained their original appearance.

The snow-like girl stared at me fixedly and opened her small lips.

“Am I your person?”

“…”

I was wondering what she would say as she brightened her eyes and spoke to me. It was just that?

Silvia’s tone was somehow full of vitality. As if she felt some great happiness from what I had said.

So, I also raised my hand.

The hair of a woman shorter than me. I placed my hand on the silver waves that rippled there.

Perhaps it was similar to what the Sword Demon had tried to do earlier. Silvia had been ready to kill him for trying to put his hand on her face.

“…”

Rather, she brought her head closer to my hand as if she had been waiting.

I quietly stroked Silvia’s head. Though she didn’t seem to take any special care of it when we stayed in the same room, how could it be so soft and fragrant?

As I stroked her hair, I quietly told her.

“Isn’t it obvious?”

“…Really?”

“Yes. So, don’t carelessly leave my side.”

It was half in jest, but it was also sincere at heart.

‘It’s unbearable with anxiety.’

What this small girl might encounter if she left my side.

‘No.’

What she might cause, might be the more accurate assessment.

“Yes.”

Anyway, Silvia didn’t seem to particularly care about the underlying meaning of my statement.

As if infinitely happy, she nestled her body into my embrace.

“I will never leave.”

“…That’s a bit scary.”

I didn’t wish for that much.

It was the moment Silvia declared she would not leave my side.