episode_0033

Elina was in a fairly good mood.

Anyway, how could I not be happy because I was able to reveal my inner feelings, which I had been suffering from without being able to tell anyone.

It wasn’t even said to a third party. This is what he confided to Agnes, the daughter of the Duke of Levadeine and his close friend, whom he had a crush on.

The moment I said that, I felt sorry and I was also afraid that I might become distant from Agnes afterward, but look at this.

Isn’t Agnes not kicking herself out? When we hold hands, aren’t we smiling along?

This will definitely be a response that understands and supports your feelings.

“I’m so glad you’re healthy.”

“… Thank you.”

“Count Hebron will continue to make you healthy, right? Someday, we will be able to go on an outing together and go see flowers. huh… Together with the duke.”

Elina’s cheeks slightly blushed.

From a third party’s perspective, it was a situation where I sincerely congratulated my friend on his recovery… .

“… Thank you.”

Not for Agnes. For some reason, Agnes thought those words meant something like ‘family outing’.

What naturally comes to mind is a blank face. Thoughts become empty. She didn’t know what to say to her friend who wanted to be her stepmother.

Of course, Elina had no way of knowing Agnes’s inner thoughts. It’s strange that Elina, who was so clueless that she never noticed Agnes’ true feelings in the first place, is now realizing it.

“Today’s dress is so pretty. You will be the star of the banquet. I’m so proud… .”

“… Thank you.”

It was then that the Deltans intervened.

“Princess, don’t let go.”

A deep sense of rejection appeared on the Deltan’s face as he looked at Elina. It was natural. This woman was more than 90% the reason why he was teased by Agnes.

Deltan was still thinking. Even if Agnes hadn’t met this woman, she might have been gentler than she is now.

“Oh, I’m sorry. Count. I was so happy that I couldn’t even say thank you. Thank you for healing our Agnes… .”

“We are a mess. Rather, let go of your hand first. It’s still not that good. You don’t have a body that can be shaken just because you’re excited.”

Tuk.

Deltan slapped away Elina’s hand, which had been shaking Agnes’ hand just moments before.

Only then did Elina blush and say ‘Ah!’

“Excuse me… .”

Elina’s gaze went back and forth between Agnes and Deltan. As Elina smiled, Agnes’ fingertips trembled.

Agnes didn’t want to know what was going on in her mind right now, so she blanked her thoughts again.

“Then Agnes. Enjoy the banquet and leave. I have to say hello to other people.”

“… Goodbye.”

I meant it.

Agnes waved her hand and Elina turned around.

“Deltain.”

“What. Oh, I’ll tell you in advance, it’s not okay to say that I was jealous because you were holding hands with someone else, so don’t even think about talking nonsense… .”

“I heard that you can distinguish between people who are possessed by the devil.”

Deltan’s head tilted. Agnes said, still looking at Elina’s back.

“Would you please take a look at Elina too?”

“I don’t think I’m possessed by a devil. In the first place, a person possessed by a devil is like that… .”

“Just watch.”

Deltan’s eyes twitched. Didn’t say anything else. Agnes probably knew more about the princess than he did, so he decided that if she noticed something strange, it wouldn’t hurt to check.

A blue lens appeared above Deltan’s left eye and blinked.

“… I’m fine. Perfectly.”

Agnes had no answer. Deltan, filled with doubt, looked at Agnes, but she thought deeply and said, ‘That can’t be possible…’ ‘ He was muttering something like that.

I don’t know what this is, but Deltan felt tired as soon as he entered the banquet hall.

*

It’s already been 30 minutes since we entered the banquet hall.

Regardless of the attention they received upon entering, no one was approaching the two.

In a way, it was natural.

Agnes has so few social connections that she only appeared in social circles seven times during her lifetime, and the last time was several years ago. The first person to talk to her was the 7th princess Elina, with whom she had been interacting regularly.

What about Delta people? He does not enjoy banquets. I don’t enjoy socializing. People who approach me are usually pushed away. No one was brave enough to speak to such a Delta person first.

In other words, in the banquet hall, the two people simply play the role of works of art that attract the attention of those around them.

Will the banquet end like this without anyone going near the two?

It was a car that brought such thoughts to the minds of nobles.

“This is a rare sight again.”

There was an old gentleman approaching the two people, holding a cane.

Agnes smiled at his appearance and stood up, lifting the hem of her dress.

“Hello. Marquis de Montbert.”

“See the princess.”

Marquis de Montbert. A Deltan’s comrade-in-arms and a man who holds the position of imperial wizard.

he said to the Deltan.

“Why don’t you say hello?”

“Is it menopause? Why are you picking on each and every one of these things?”

“From what I’m saying, I don’t think my head has gone crazy… .”

“What?”

“I’m saying it’s such an amazing thing. Whether you came to the banquet or brought your partner.”

The Deltan frowned.

“Ishmark invited me to the banquet, and I brought him here after treating him.”

“Ho… .”

“Patient management. There is no more meaning than that.”

Agnes widened her eyes.

“Was it something like that?”

His face quickly became sad as if he was shocked, and a sigh appeared somewhere in the banquet hall. A disgusting pretense. Deltan gritted his teeth and whispered to Agnes.

“Instantly flowing.”

“Do it in moderation? I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Agnes made a pitiful face and lowered her head. At that, tendons sprouted from the Deltan’s forehead.

The Marquis de Montbert looked at the scene as if he had seen something rare.

It was a word that evoked the atmosphere.

“… It’s more than that. Does coming here mean we can assume that you are also involved in this incident?”

“This incident?”

“You don’t have to know. Don’t worry about it.”

Deltan sipped his drink and spoke to Agnes.

Agnes tilted her head.

“There is nothing I don’t need to know about your work.”

“I said the opposite. There is nothing you need to know.”

“I think we know each other too well to say something like that, but first of all… .”

Agnes’ mouth closed.

Deltan praised himself for showing his quick wit at that moment.

Meanwhile, his eyes were glaring at the Marquis de Montbert with a bright look.

“… Be selective with your words.”

“I didn’t know you could hide it.”

The Marquis de Montbert shrugged his shoulders and said.

“It’s an heirloom that I don’t want to talk about with the princess.”

“ It’s not that I don’t want to do it, it’s that there’s no need to do it.”

“I understand. Ah, the requested work… .”

“Tell me that. Did you find anything?”

“Number 3. I found a clue. There is a legend among the barbarians of the snowy mountains.”

Deltan’s eyes widened.

It was a response to progress made in information collection, which had been sluggish so far.

‘No.3 A token of endless winter.’

Impatience appeared on Deltan’s face.

At that moment, Agnes poked Deltan’s cheek.

Deltan narrowed his eyebrows as if he was annoyed, then sighed and said.

“… Don’t talk nonsense.”

Agnes nodded.

Immediately after, Agnes’ mouth opened with the sound of snapping her fingers.

“What is number 3?”

That was the question that came up right away. Deltan responded indifferently.

“Research materials.”

“You do a lot of research.”

“So you thought being an Arch Mage was just a thing?”

“Awesome. Should I give you a kiss?”

Yeongsik, who was at the table next to him, took a deep breath. Deltan’s gaze turned towards that direction. He was looking at Agnes with an expression as if he had been betrayed by his first love.

‘You idiot.’

He must have already fallen in love with Agnes.

Deltan clicked his tongue at Youngsik’s spineless appearance.

Agnes giggled.

“Are you jealous of Delta?”

“Don’t be a damn thing.”

That was the atmosphere that changed in an instant.

An atmosphere that makes it impossible to talk more seriously. Deltan let out his frustration and spoke to the Marquis de Montbert.

“… First of all, please send me about number 3 in writing later.”

“Not like that. Then I guess I’ll just go.”

“So.”

The Marquis de Montbert left.

Agnes rested her chin and asked Deltan.

“So you won’t talk about work?”

“You can do it yourself.”

“If it’s about the Marquis, my dad is also involved. I know that much too.”

It was a remark that pointed out that the Duke of Levadeine and the Marquis of Montbert were both Emperor Ishmarck’s closest associates.

The Deltans clicked their tongues at Agnes’ viciousness, including her family.

“Were you worried about the duke?”

“If I wasn’t worried, I wouldn’t have acted like a good daughter.”

“I admit it was an act.”

“It’s a white lie.”

Agnes laughed.

“So what is it?”

Deltan thought for a moment about this quite persistent question.

‘… Do you mind if I tell you?’

If you look at the facts, it was like that.

Deltan kept his mouth shut because he didn’t want to be deeply involved in this matter, but if Agnes wanted, he didn’t mind giving her information.

Deltan asked.

“… Do you like talking about politics?”

“I neither like it nor dislike it. But it’s already getting boring.”

“Yes, to explain it briefly, the emperor is sharpening his sword because the noble faction is making fun of him. This is the end.”

“Why is it related to you?”

“Because I was the one who made Ishmark the emperor.”

“Do the nobles hate you?”

“No, on the contrary, I like it to the point of obsession. Aside from that, I would say no because I came here at the recommendation of Ishmark. In short, that’s it. From the aristocracy’s point of view, it’s annoying because the girl you have a crush on is friendly with the girl you hate.”

“I understand clearly.”

Agnes giggled and then added another question.

“Then your Majesty is evil.”

“What do you mean?”

“In terms of romance, His Majesty is the one who steals the unrequited love of a nobleman and shows it by saying, ‘I stole it from you!’ Elina told me. In such situations, the loser usually falls asleep crying… .”

“Stop talking crazy. I don’t belong to anyone. And wash your brain.”

After saying that, Deltan closed his mouth.

This was something he sometimes did when he had no intention of talking further.

The drinking glass was suddenly replaced with a new glass.

Deltan was in the middle of raising his glass and taking a sip.

“Deltain, someone is coming.”

Deltan’s eyes rolled at Agnes’ words.

Just as she said, there was a middle-aged man walking towards us from the middle of the banquet hall.

He was an impressive middle-aged man with a tall height, blonde hair, a hooked nose, and drooping eyes.

Agnes asked.

“Who is it?”

“… The people you called losers just a moment ago. ”

“Ah. Marquis Grobin.”

“To me, I am a golden goblin.”

As Deltan said that with his legs crossed, Agnes looked at the Marquis Grobin and thought.

‘It looks similar.’

He looked like a goblin.