Chapter 49. Truly beautiful (1)
Ah. Serenity.
I even said that I would give him a spanking the next time I saw him. I said that because I felt like there were a lot of unfair things going on. I did it.
Anyway, isn’t that really too much?
I am trying really hard to pick up one of my brothers, who is like a wilting pea, give him water, give him time to do it, raise him green, and live a good and pretty life. Isn’t it really too much for someone who knows to do something like this?
“Ha…”
A glass of Himolica.
Even though I was drunk and said I would carry Kirie on her back, I never thought about carrying her on my elderly father’s back. Do you know that feeling when you take a sip, close your eyes, and then pretend to sleep again because you see your father’s back? Do you know how it feels to keep pretending to sleep, knowing better than anyone else that you are not the one who does not know that you are pretending to sleep?
Now that I’ve heard of iron, for the first time in my life, I was alone with my father, getting some air, talking about things, and drinking it deliciously. This is a drink that my gentle and gentle brother chose with great care and effort, selling off the personality he had built up. But it’s just one drink.
At least I got to taste Himolica. I couldn’t even taste Sizzlinu. My father took it.
“Jan… my head is pounding…”
And Sispanian.
Why don’t you cure my hangover?
…… Both of you are really great.
* * *
Actually, I couldn’t sleep the entire time I was there.
Except for a day or two, I never slept.
Calian, who was sitting quietly counting his fingers and counting how many hours he had slept in total during his visit to the elven city, frowned. Of course it’s because of the hangover.
“Anyway, it’s because I can’t sleep.”
okay.
I couldn’t sleep, so I fell asleep after just one glass of Himolica, and it definitely wasn’t because I was weak to alcohol. I don’t know why I was so hungover after drinking just one cup of Himolica, I was just so tired that I fell asleep.
Calian, who took such pains to diagnose his own condition, grinned.
And, ‘Oh my, my flower-like prince, the hangover he got after drinking a glass of Himolica should go away quickly,’ Jan said with his sincere heart after taking a few sips of juice mixed with banana and honey.
“No matter what, it’s not enough for me to fall asleep after drinking it.”
“yes.”
Plantz, who heard the news that my younger brother was carried on the back of the most powerful, prestigious, and excellent-charactered Archmage among the only three 7th Circle wizards on the continent, quietly lowered his eyes and said that last time, it was to his teacher first, not to me. When Lemain heard that my son, who had been hugging him, had drunk with his teacher instead of me this time, he was wondering whether he should be more worried about his son’s habit of running away from home or his tearful drunkenness.
“I looked into what you said.”
Aila, who gave an indifferent answer to the words she tried to keep calm, placed two pieces of paper tied together on the table.
In any case, Calian nodded to Aela, whose not-so-interesting personality had not changed at all, and picked up the materials.
“As you know, there are many poisons that cannot be detected by any means. This is the same as the tacrimosa that Silike used when he tried to poison the prince. It is the same poison you mentioned.”
Calian did not have much knowledge about poison.
To be exact, there weren’t as many as Eila.
“Of course it has no scent or color, and if you are poisoned, it will destroy your lungs. As you said, it is not wrong to touch it with your hands, but you are poisoned because you inhale it while handling the poison. It is not a vaporized scent, but because you inhale the poison unintentionally. ”
“So what about detoxification?”
“It’s impossible.”
It was an expected answer, but Calian, who had expected something else to come out, pressed his temples.
“Yes… if it was the type that could be deciphered, Devlan would have already deciphered it.”
Deanna must have chosen the poison very carefully.
A poison that is invisible and impossible to decipher.
A poison that has been used for a very long time.
“Then maybe Hina can fix it?”
“Yes. Viscount Bern can fix it.”
He says he can heal Louise.
A sigh of relief came from Calian’s mouth.
I remembered the conversation I had with Chase before I met Ayla.
– That healer named Hina should not come with you.
– I might be able to heal my mother with Hina’s healing arts.
– Not this time, but next time. I think it would be a good idea to come together then.
Louise’s addiction symptoms have just begun.
And Louise did not let up until Bern’s last day. It means there is still time.
If you take Hina with you and catch Devlan’s attention, Devlan will never want to lose sight of the goal in front of him.
– All right.
So Kalian answered that he would take Hina back with him after Devlan disappeared from the world.
Not this time, next time.
When I visit Secretia again to attend Chase’s coronation ceremony, I will go with her and cure Louise’s addiction.
“Ok, thanks.”
After saying this, Kalyan burned the paper in his hand. Since the contents were already included, there was no reason to leave evidence even here.
“If I ask you to take me with you, will you take me with you?”
But Aila said this.
Calian pressed his temple once again. A quiet voice came from a face slightly hidden beneath a long white hand.
“Why are you there?”
“I heard you’re going to see Devlan.”
“however.”
“I don’t like it when other people kill the guy who tried to kill me.”
“That person really gets a lot of hate from all over the place.”
So Calian, who was muttering about how long he would live, let out a small laugh. It sounded like the laughter of a young boy, but also like the laughter of someone who had been through a lot.
“But Aila, I’m not the type of person to leave work to someone who will forget what I ordered and look elsewhere.”
“As an escort for Viscount Bern, for a while…”
“Aila.”
Calian stopped speaking and his eyes turned to Aela.
“I know how vicious the birds are. I know how persistent they are. I don’t know when you ran away from Devlan and how long you were chased, but I also know how hard you worked to avoid being caught and not killed. I think I can put my mind at ease only when I see you die, so I will go with you. “I understand.”
I looked into my eyes at the hair that contained the sea of the place I longed for.
“I know you’re doing that because you’re scared. I was too.”
Ayla slowly closed her eyes and sighed. The still-present headdress swayed lightly.
“You still know it well this time.”
“I wonder if I don’t even know what’s in your hairpin.”
As anxious as it is, it is a poison that cannot be rid of the body.
Kalian knew very well what that meant.
“I think it will be safe only when that person disappears. I think life will become more enjoyable only when the object of hatred disappears. Isn’t that right? That’s not how people survive.”
I thought everything would end once I saw Devlan’s death with my own eyes. I thought I could escape. It was only after receiving the deportation order from Chase that I realized that it did not work out as I thought.
“I heard that you are learning sign language. I hope you don’t waver and keep learning as you decided at the time. That’s better than thinking about following me and going back to the way you used to be.”
Calian put down his juice glass, which he drank to the last sip, and continued speaking.
“I hope that by staying with Hina, I will learn not how to live by watching her die, but how to live by watching her heal and be saved. It may not be the right answer, but at least from what I experienced, it was better.”
A small, soft voice.
Words that are not lies.
“There’s still time before departure, so go back and think about it. If that doesn’t work, feel free to come back and talk to me. At that time, I’ll take you without saying another word.”
“… I understand. I’ll think about it.”
“Ok, thanks.”
Calian nodded.
Even though she knew it, she still couldn’t quite believe it, but it occurred to Aila that he really looked a lot like Chase.
* * *
The resemblance is clear.
No, I think that’s right.
I checked it after returning to the palace and opening the safe, and looking at it again, it seems to be definitely correct.
“I think…”
Calian took off his white coat with thick gray fur trim and handed it to the head deacon, then looked at the sword given to him by Demirea and smiled with a playful expression on his face.
“I think Lord Hertz wrote this.”
A few days have passed since the day I tried to deny that I fell asleep with a glass of Himolica.
Anne grew a little taller and the days got a little colder. And in the hands of Duke Siegfried’s blacksmith Rotten, a new sword was completed.
After hearing the news, Calian left the palace on his own and was currently looking at the name ‘Sinasta’ engraved on the sword. To be exact, it was only half of the letters that remained on the side of the blue-silver sword.
“Are you saying that Count Hertz wrote those words?”
“Yeah. I think so.”
A sword with the name of a flower that does not grow in Kairis written on it.
A sword whose strength is the same as that of the ink-colored sword, but whose color is completely different.
I had to entrust that sword to him.
Therefore, Calian told Demirea where and how he obtained it.
“Then, was Count Herz in the Balkans at the time you remember?”
“There was. I was the corps commander at the time. Master wasn’t there.”
Even while hearing these words, Demirea just nodded as if it was nothing surprising. Aila did the same thing a few days ago, and Calian, who thought that neither of them had a fun personality, laughed for a moment.
Soon Calian lowered his gaze and looked again at the sword in his hand. –
The letters on the top and bottom of
Sinasta are connected, but the fonts are different.
“That’s fun.”
The day after Arsene Hertz, of whom Kalian firmly believed, ‘I’m probably a better drinker than him,’ traded his salary for his pride while being heavily drunk. I remembered the reflection Arsene had written with great care, word by word. The writing on the envelope looked very similar to the writing left on the sword.
Usually, I write in a messy manner because I have a lot of work and am busy.
Did he write each letter carefully while entrusting him with the sword for Plantz to use? Or maybe Arsene didn’t use cursive at that time?
Now I wonder about such trivial things.
“If you ever see my brother, don’t tell him that this letter was written by Sir Hertz. Throw it away.”
“All right.”
Dmirea’s quiet personality is not fun, but this sword was so fun that I laughed again.
The starlight sword that Plantz held in the past had Arsene’s letters half written on it. And the ink-colored sword that Plantz will now hold in his hand has the letters Calian written on it.
“There is a blade in the center as well. Just so you know, be careful. It will cut you.”
As I gently placed my hand on the letter, Demirea said this.
A sword that splits vertically.
It is a unique sword that has two edges that are cut diagonally on the sides that come into contact with each other so that it has a double edge not only for everyday use but also when split in half.
Calian twisted the handle of the sword, split it in half, and then put it back together again. After checking for a while to see if it was properly made, he nodded as if he was satisfied.
– Bang!
The sound of the sword being gently inserted into the newly fitted scabbard was heard as it clicked with the scabbard. Demirea added her explanation to Calian, who was looking down at the scabbard.
“It is said that decorations were added to the scabbard because it was difficult to reuse and discard the pieces of cloud iron that remained after cutting them out.”
“I guess so.”
The pattern was engraved with gray and blue-silver clouds on a white background. Calian nodded and answered, seeing that it looked great on the sword inside.
After completing all checks, Calian put the sword down next to him, and Dmirea, who was raising a glass filled with warm milk tea, asked softly.
“How do you plan to pay for your trouble?”
Where in the world can there be anything free?
A blacksmith who was busy tinkering with the swords for the second knights sent by Count Aizen Aprin spent several days burning his soul into a single sword, so shouldn’t there be a corresponding reward?
“You still haven’t kept up with what you agreed to spar with last time.”
We were supposed to spar for 15 days in exchange for an accessory resembling a tiara, but in the end we only ended up doing it once. Calian, who remembered that, smiled brightly and said.
“I’ve been a little busy. Can’t you slow down?”
“It’s not possible.”
It doesn’t work.
“If time permits, come to the palace tomorrow. I will deal with you.”
“I’ll be leaving in two days.”
“Okay, then the price of the sword is…”
Calian, who had finally decided on the rest of the schedule, thought for a moment and opened his mouth.
“What should I give to my fiancé? It would be better if I asked him for money, but since he is richer than me, that won’t work.”
“It’s a sword that the Second Prince will use, so I don’t think it would be a bad idea to share it with the Second Prince.”
The words came out as if they had been waiting.
When Calian nodded, Dmirea continued speaking.
“Brisen’s swordsmanship. I hope you can pass it on to Riri as well.”
“I can teach you swordsmanship. I don’t think your brother would object either. However.”
Calian, who answered readily, looked deeply at Demirea.
“As long as it does not interfere with the King’s older brother, Archduke Planz, living as the head of the Brisen family sometime in the future.”
“You don’t have to intentionally draw a line. I don’t know what will happen if the second prince can’t go there.”
Demirea, who said this, smiled slightly and continued.
“I have no intention of raising Brisen’s child like Brisen.”
I think I like that.
Calian nodded.
* * *
I got a sword for a very reasonable price.
From two days later, I decided to reduce my debt by one.
So I felt really good. It was good.
“…… older brother.”
“Let’s go.”
A huge carriage standing proudly in front of the royal palace.
A huge carriage decorated with the emblem of the Kairis royal family.
okay.
This is the carriage that Sispanian put all his effort into making. The luxurious carriage representing the Kairis royal family.
It was erected at the entrance to the royal palace.
And the second prince’s horse, Estina, was standing next to it, and a pea was sitting on top of it. If I had stayed there, I would have at least tried to do it.
weird. Why is Raven here?
“Where do you want us to go?”
“To eat codfish.”
“Now.”
“now.”
“I will drive the royal carriage without sending a single letter to Secretia.”
“okay.”
“I made an appointment to spar with the Little Duke in two days.”
I don’t know everything about diplomatic relations, prior notice, etc.
“I.”
Plantz opened his mouth briefly at Calian’s words and looked down at his younger brother with truly arrogant eyes.
“…He said he was going.”
The 2nd Prince Kairis is going to see the beautiful Secretia Sea for his birthday. Who would dare to stop him?
My older brother, who had worked hard to create a badass persona for external publicity and had learned well, but who turns out to be quite gentle, nodded.
He told me to quickly get into the Raven.
“I’m going to be amazed…”
Ah.
Serenity.
