episode_0748

Armadi, who was stroking Benedick’s head at the bedside, smiled lightly at Lucy, who couldn’t hide her nervous expression.

When the servants came running in a hurry and said something big had happened, I wondered what was going on, but I never thought it was because of Lucy’s clothes.

“If everyone is having a fight when I just changed clothes, then a lot must have happened while I was gone.”

“I don’t think there are many people who actually experienced that time. At that time, I caused such a fuss that everyone ran away.”

Lucy, who had been saying that she could cause as much trouble as she wanted because Benedict, who was supposed to restrain her, did not come out of the office, let out a hollow laugh when she saw the maid flinching every time she looked away.

I don’t know why this is happening, since this guy wasn’t even around when I was really screwed.

There are people who survived my dark past, but most of them were replaced after I entered the academy.

It’s only natural, since they were the ones who looked down on me under Benedict’s neglect.

Given the circumstances, only a few people will remember the times when I was being a jerk. People like the head butler, the head maid, and the commander of the knights.

To others, the horrors I experienced as a child were more like ghost stories told to me than actual horrors.

‘The servants may be like that, but why is my father like this?’

It is only natural that servants fear their ill-tempered masters.

But isn’t Benedict a man who stands in the position of the master?

Besides, I really don’t understand why someone who has felt my changes better than anyone else is shocked when I wear clothes similar to my old ones.

Armadi smiled awkwardly as Lucy glanced at Benedick.

“I’ll explain it to him later when he wakes up.”

“It’s okay if I just say it.”

“…No. I thought Benedict would wake up and faint repeatedly if I did that.”

Lucy’s lips twitched at the serious expression on Armadi’s face. As soon as he got up, Papa Rani screamed and started to squirm.

I really wanted to see it at least once, but I had to hold back because I had to maintain my father’s authority.

No. But wouldn’t it be okay to take a look at it once?

Anyway, Papa will probably think of it as a dream, so I’ll just knock him out one more time.

“Rather than that. Lucy. You can’t take those clothes off for a while, right?”

“If possible, I plan to wear clothes similar to this. Punishment is punishment.”

“Then it would be better for you to stay in the mansion for the time being. If other people saw you now, there would be a huge uproar.”

“Why? They can’t say anything to me now.”

“No, it’s the opposite. What would those who fear the sins you committed against them think if they saw you dressed the same way as before?”

There is no point in saying that both sides are at fault.

Lucy is now the most powerful person on the continent and a tyrant who can wipe out people with just a single word.

If Lucy, who could bring about the downfall of the family if she wanted to, were to appear in her old attire, they would tremble in fear, thinking that she had come to punish them.

“It’s annoying for Lucy to deal with people who try to please her by putting on a nice smile, right?”

Lucy, who was imagining the scene Armadi had described with her arms crossed, soon found herself frowning.

“You shouldn’t get angry there, right?”

“Then I will kneel down before you.”

“Elegant. That’s a bit.”

If someone else saw it, they might think it was justified revenge, but Lucy herself never thought of it that way.

The reason why the young ladies who had initially approached Lucy with kindness began to criticize her was because Lucy criticized them.

But how would you feel if the other party bowed down and complained about both sides’ mistakes?

I like to subdue the person who started the fight first.

It’s not that we enjoy beating each other down by just criticizing and criticizing each other when we have something to say to each other.

If you just talk nonsense, it’s just trash!

“Lucy won’t be doing much official work anyway, right? As time goes by, the fear will subside on its own. So until then, just stay quiet.”

“…But that’s not something I can do as I please.”

Lucy’s schedule right now has nothing to do with Lucy’s own will.

If other people want it, Lucy is in a position where she has to quietly follow suit.

“Excuse me for a moment.”

Erin knocked on the door and came in, and was startled when she saw Lucy.

“You’re doing this too?”

“That. Sorry. I heard about it, but seeing it in person reminds me of the old days.”

“Haaah. So what’s going on?”

“The Duke of Patran sent a message.”

Lucy, who had carefully received the letter Erin had handed her, pouted as she read the letter, then froze.

“Really?”

“What is it about?”

When Armadi tilted his head at the sight of Lucy’s astonishment, Lucy handed him the letter instead of explaining.

‘You are invited to the social circle of the Patran family.’

“Is it real?”

Armadi, who read the letter, reacted exactly like Lucy.

Anyone would do the same if they found in the letter something they had just been told to avoid.

*

Joy, who was drinking tea in the garden of the Partran family, leisurely turned her gaze when she saw the messenger running towards her.

“I’m back, miss.”

“What did you say?”

“Accepted.”

“Thank goodness.”

If Lucy refuses with a grimace, Joy should also take a step back. It was not something Joy wanted to do and end up hating Lucy.

“And the great Lord asked if it would be okay for other people besides Yeong-ae to participate.”

“Of course, it is fine. It is truly an honor. I am sure the other two gods will be pleased that the Lord of the Gods is attending our family’s social gathering.”

The horse was happy. In fact, it was closer to being relieved that Armadi would control the two.

Joy, who knew how childishly the two people at the top of the current magic world fought over pride, did not think that the two would stay still just because it was a public place.

But if Lord Armadi were by his side, it would be different. Even if they were gods of high authority, Armadi, the master of all gods, would take it differently.

“Over there.”

Joy, who had already sensed the fairy’s energy, tried to drink the tea calmly.

“I’m not happy at all.”

The moment I saw Lucy, I lost my composure.

“Coolook! Coolook!”

Joey, who had been coughing for a long time as if the black tea had spilled over to a strange place, wiped his mouth with the handkerchief the servant had given him and carefully raised his head.

There was Lucy with a sullen expression.

“Uh. Lucy. What about those clothes?”

“Is it that weird that I wear these clothes?”

“I… am not hurt. I was just startled because old memories came to mind.”

Joey, who had seen Lucy’s past misdeeds head-on, couldn’t help but laugh.

Lucy, who wore fancy clothes during her time, was a true tyrant.

The memory of that little boy who was impudent to both the high and low never faded in spite of the many good memories he had with Lucy.

“Did you hate being in the social world like that?”

“That has nothing to do with it. It was Frey who made me wear these clothes.”

“Are you Freya?”

“They forced me to wear these clothes because they said they suited me. I have to wear only these for the time being.”

When Joy learned the circumstances, she sighed in relief and thought that it was a good thing.

To those who don’t know the circumstances, Lucy in fancy clothes would be the symbol of nightmares.

You can see many people trembling in fear.

“What the hell are you thinking? A socialite.”

“The aftermath of the war is slowly fading away. I thought it was time to gather the nobles of the kingdom and have a leisurely conversation.”

“Really?”

“Really.”

The moment Joy smiled, hiding her true feelings, a loud noise was heard from behind the Partran family’s mansion.

The shock that shook the earth was like a signal of disaster, but Joy, the attendant standing next to her, and the messenger all remained calm.

Lucy frowned as if she couldn’t believe the calmness, and tried to ignore the continuous explosions as she asked a question.

“What is this?”

“Our family’s wizards and Erginus are experimenting with something.”

“Is it like that every time?”

“Not every time, but quite often.”

Since Erginus became the de facto master of the Partran family, such disturbances had become a daily occurrence.

The wizards of Erginus and Partran, united by the belief that they would never be outdone by the God of Magic and the wizards of the Empire, always did their best to create superior magic.

Even if it was something close to a delusion, if it seemed possible, magicians who would work for days on end would have had countless failures, but they also had just as many successes.

Thanks to that, the magical world has been screaming with joy recently.

The battle of pride between the magic god and the genius who was once human and is considered to be comparable to him has given rise to countless ideas.

Thanks to this, many magic towers on the continent were bowing their heads to Partran in order to share ideas a little faster than others.

Since they had gained a lot of benefits from this process, the people of Patran were not only not annoyed by the commotion, but they would even laugh whenever the commotion grew louder.

After hearing this story, Lucy opened her mouth, pressing her forehead as if she had a headache.

“What kind of magic are they developing right now? Are they making strategic magic or something?”

“No. I definitely asked the Master to do a magic trick that would surprise everyone in Patran’s social circle.”

“… did you mean by surprise in a physical sense?”

“How could that be? I asked for a fairy tale-like scenery.”

“Then what was that explosion?

”“I don’t know either.”

After a brief silence that followed the end of the conversation, Lucy sighed and leaned back in her chair.

“I guess I should participate, if only to stop those idiots.”

“Um. Okay. Please.”