Became the Escort Knight of the Villain in the Romance Novel

64 – Like lovers, not lovers (2)

“Are you not going to wear clothes? I don’t know how other people will see me if I show up in my room.”

“I have to call Lopena. I have to let Lopena know that I’m back anyway.”

She was the first to return to Irene, but it wasn’t just her that I was fond of.

Speaking of fingers that hurt a little more… Maybe it’s Lopena.

There are things that resemble her sister, and it was true that she wanted to take care of her because she was a bit young.

When I said that, Irene, who frowned as if she was dissatisfied with something, glanced at my body and opened her mouth.

“I wonder what Lofena will say when she sees that scar. She won’t cry.”

“Didn’t she cry, too?”

“…When am I?”

Pretending not to know, I looked at Irene who slightly turned her head.

She was quite embarrassed to have her clothes off forever, so she rang her bell countless times to call for Pena.

I rang the bell that should have been located in Lopena’s room, and after a while, urgent footsteps were heard from far away.

How will Lopena react when she sees me?

As I smiled at that reaction, which was somehow expected, I saw Lofena’s figure from the open door.

As if she hadn’t woken up yet, as she rubbed her sleepy eyes, Pena stared at Irene for a moment and then her eyes met me.

“…Um?”

Maybe she thought what she was seeing was an illusion,

As she shook her head slightly, Pena closed her eyes tightly, and then she started staring at me.

It’s been a while, at that time when the sound of the clock ticking resonates like that in the quiet room.

Lofena and mine met in the air like that.

“Knight…?”

Roh Pena, her eyes wide open before she knew it, covered her mouth with her hand and stomped her feet.

As if she couldn’t believe it, as she was just holding me tight, Pena eventually burst into tears and hugged my body tightly.

She hates to miss. When Lopena lifted her face, her back aching from her tight embrace,

A smile leaked out of her eyes at the sight of her tears soaking her face.

“You thought you were dead…How could you go away without saying anything to me…”

“I’m sorry. I’m afraid you’ll worry too much.”

She said when she left that only Sir Chris, Irene, and Sir Ajest had gone, so she thought maybe she would be upset.

Did I care more than I thought?

After holding my body for a long time, Lopena sniffled and removed her head.

“It was a pity that I knew him. How could you do that to me Do you hate me?”

“That can’t be. Why do I hate you?”

“But, just like that, he left without saying anything to me. That’s what you hate.”

I wonder if it was so sad that I left without saying anything,

For a long time, I spent quite a bit of her time comforting Pena, who whined that she hated me.

She promised that she wouldn’t do that again, even with her little finger. As if she felt relieved then, Fena smiled and nodded her head.

“By the way, what is all this blood for? How the hell are you hurt?”

“I was just, a little bit hurt.”

If I told Lopena everything, wouldn’t I be crying like I did earlier?

I looked at Lopena with a worried expression as she fixed my bandages, and then,

I immediately looked away in surprise at the cold voice of hers in my ears.

“Lopena, get off now. Evan is sick.”

“Oh, are you sick? Sorry. I am so surprised.”

“It doesn’t hurt that much. Almost better now…”

When I responded with a smile at the sudden bleak atmosphere, Irene looked at me with her eyes narrowed.

She seemed to tell me not to say more, but she kept her mouth shut at that gaze.

After a moment of silence, Roh Pena carefully opened her mouth.

“Um…I mean, but why did you call me? You want to tell me that the knight is back? Shall I call Sir Chris, then?”

“No, can you bring me some clothes? I called because of that. Because I can’t be naked like this.”

“Oh, clothes. I’ll bring it to you soon. Just wait!”

As Fena quietly left her room, she finally cleared her throat at the awkward atmosphere in her room.

The gaze Irene sent me earlier… I wasn’t such an idiot that I didn’t know the meaning.

Soon, she stared at Irene and smiled bitterly.

“Do you really think I would do that to Lopena?”

“I don’t know what you are talking about.”

Her mouth opened slightly at the sight of her bold reply.

Irene shrugged her shoulders as if nothing had happened, looking at me and smiling lightly.

“What did I do?”

“…That’s it.”

Isn’t it true to say something like this? Rather, if you are happy, you should be happy.

It was strange that the object of her jealousy was Lopena, but

She thought, though, that she was glad she wasn’t angry.

Then, suddenly, when she saw the necklace hanging around Irene’s neck, she ate at the thought that came to her mind and let out a laugh.

Didn’t she suddenly get angry when she saw the necklace she gave her on Lopena’s birthday?

She didn’t suspect him at the time, but if it’s for the same reasons as this one…

“You are cute.”

“…Suddenly?”

“I suddenly remembered.”

She just smiled at Irene, who blushed for no reason, as if she liked hearing that again.

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The moon that used to light up the sky sets like that, and I stare at the sky that is getting darker.

Shouldn’t it be time to inform the duke’s residence soon?

Let’s hurry back to the room before running into another servant.

Irene grabbed her by my collar and carefully held out a small piece of cloth.

“This is…”

“I don’t think he disappeared with his clothes this time. She always said to keep it, so take it back.”

“Don’t you understand the meaning now?”

When I asked, thinking of the woman who handed her a handkerchief before her without knowing what it meant to her,

Irene frowned at her and replied calmly, placing her handkerchief in my hand.

“I think about things on my own.”

“…I understand.”

Thinking on your own. The corners of her mouth went up in an attitude slightly different from what she had heard before.

I was concerned about the burnt handkerchief that went with her clothes.

When I put her in her arms with the thought that she would care a little this time, she glanced at me and Irene quietly turned her head away.

I wonder if I have finished all I have to say now?

She tried to add her words, still worried about her wide eyes, but she headed outside, scratching her head once.

A corridor still lingers with the light left by the dawn,

As she walked slowly through the dimly lit hallway, where the light of the candle mixed with the light of dawn, her heart thumped at the feeling that rose for some reason.

She thought she was going to die forever, even when her stomach was pierced, or even when she first saw Rick.

It’s been a feeling I’ve felt many times since before, but I felt that I was fortunate in many ways to be alive.

If it hadn’t been for the dragon blood I had, I would have died right away.

However, what came to mind at the same time, of course, was about my lineage.

Dragon blood, why on earth do I have such a thing?

There was not a single mention of dragon blood in [Your Love of the Rose Thorn].

In the first place, the dragon, Maloric, who appeared this time, also passed without a word.

Isn’t the work I did too weak to say that the development has changed due to the existence of me?

This was the first time that something had blocked a huge ritual.

Before, I had only killed a small number of warlocks, and the rituals they performed were too weak.

Azest Merwin would know. If not, even Count Kassim.

Of course, the most accurate thing would be to go back to the original house, but…

For some reason, whenever I thought of the name Fried, I felt a subtle discomfort.

A feeling close to disgust, as if insects were crawling all over the body.

-The guy who seemed like he was going to die just a few days ago has changed.

If what Sir Chris said is true, what happened to Evan Fried before I was possessed?

What came to my mind with that thought was a seal I collected after fighting the warlocks.

As I rummaged through my trouser pockets, I touched a seal that had knocked down Berman and peeled off his fingers.

It was so worn that I couldn’t even recognize the pattern engraved on the seal, so all I could do was watch,

I had a strong feeling that this might have something to do with me.

Couldn’t it be that the Warlock and the Fried family are related?

If the Bermans I killed were really the Fried family, what kind of situation would I find myself in in the future?

My head keeps getting complicated by the successive thoughts,

To cool off, I turned my steps toward the room and headed to the garden I always went to.

“Are you here?”

And seeing a familiar face sitting on the edge of the garden,

I smiled involuntarily and started walking slowly towards it.

“Were you waiting?”

“I felt your mana around here. It feels a little different from before, did anything change?”

“I just took a step forward. Should I say that I have crossed the threshold of Master?”

“A monstrous fellow.”

Sir Chris, who was drenched in sweat as if he had just been swinging a sword, grinned.

A few years ago, I had corrected myself quite a bit, but now, seeing that my hair has turned white, I feel a bit bitter about it.

Did you say you are now in your 70s? Considering his age, it would have been no wonder he retired.

I still want to applaud them for living so hard.

“Aren’t you overdoing it? Then the joint goes out.”

“I used to talk cheaply. I’m not old enough to worry about you. It’s still the same as when it was in its prime.”

“…Have you seen the state of the duke?”

After that question, Sir Chris nodded his head and opened his mouth.

“Yes, I heard that you are improving little by little since a few days ago. Maybe you’ll wake up soon. It’s all thanks to you Evan.”

“Thanks to the Duke for enduring well. Didn’t it take three days?”

“If someone praises you, accept it as if it were so. What the hell are you betting on?”

Saying that, Sir Chris slapped me on the back and smiled. He sighed slowly and looked up at the sky.

“…I heard it was a month. The period during which Count Kassim created that artifact.”

“Yes.”

“If Romanga was really a warlock… You’d probably be the one fighting the duke. Sir Theorard or something.”

Nodding slowly at those words,

Sir Chris turned his gaze towards me and began quietly to continue his speech.

“If that’s the case, don’t overdo it this time. Always remember that there are many people waiting for you. The lady, Lopena, and…Me too.”

Tak, Sir Chris, who thrust his sword into the ground, opened his mouth slowly.

“I will be very sad.”

“…That’s too much.”

Contrary to what he said, the corners of his mouth twitched, so he answered while touching his mouth with his hand.

It was too much. The fact that I can be so worried about people.

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However, I am glad that all of this is the reality given to me,

All I could do was answer quietly while staring at the ground with a sudden surge of emotion.

“By the way, aren’t the tears shed when you’re old the main thing?”

“To break the mood, go back to your room and go to sleep.”

“Don’t be angry. I mean, I am now treated as a hero by His Highness the Crown Prince.”

When I said that to break the solemn atmosphere, Sir Chris, who frowned his eyebrows, stabbed me in the side with the scabbard.

It’s been a while since I laughed first, and at the same time Sir Chris started to chuckle as well.

Wouldn’t it be nice if this moment, this happiness lasted a little longer?

After laughing for a while, I looked up and saw the sun slowly rising.

“…Let’s go get something to eat.”

At the same time, I was quite hungry.

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Three days, during that time, I was filtering out food.

What I realized again was that I eat more rice than I thought.

How could a person eat such a large quantity? Lofena’s eyes widened at the scene that put an end to the question at once.

“Uh…would you mind? Eat slowly.”

“You’re eating slowly.”

Let’s respond by grabbing the bone of the roasted lamb,

I noticed that even Sir Chris, who was next to me, was staring at me in disgust.

However, it can’t be helped. I starved for three days, and eating like this was no different.

It was an unavoidable choice to recover the empty mana.

The meat of the lamb ribs, which would tear apart when you squeezed it in your hand, was so moist.

Even the fishy smell disappeared due to aging for several days, and all that was left was the wet scent of pepper and butter that gently wrapped around the scent.

The texture of the meat that spreads as soon as it touches her mouth,

However, it was excellent that the chewy texture was still left and the pleasure of chewing the meat was added.

But she stopped eating after a while.

It was the reason why my stomach started to swell, but it was also because of the familiar signs coming from far away.

Perhaps it was Irene. As she slowly turned her head at the sign, the restaurant door opened and Irene was seen.

“Here you are.”

With her gaze fixed only on me, not on anyone else, she approached me and opened her mouth.

The letter in her hand, stamped in the middle of a piece of paper with a pretty luxurious pattern, was the imperial family’s pattern.

Perhaps it was sent by the crown prince. Then, listening to what she said,

What came out of her mouth was not much different from what I expected.

“His Highness the Crown Prince sent me a letter. She did not send it to you, but officially to Julis. I think he intends to formally congratulate you for what he has done.”

“Is that so?”

I thought I would be called to the imperial family sooner or later, but it was a faster call than I thought.

Did the work of disposing of the black magician’s corpse end so quickly?

Perhaps it was intended to use this to warn the other five families.

This was the first time a warlock had been subdued on such a large scale, so using him as a warning might have some effect.

“To appreciate your achievements and to congratulate him, the prince himself will hold a banquet… So, are you thinking of going?”

“Of course I have to go. Since His Highness is calling, we must go at least for the next Roman subjugation.”

Irene, who nodded her head willingly, looking at me and adding, as if she knew I would answer that.

“I will go too.”

“…Yes?”

“I told His Highness the Crown Prince. I’m worried about sending Evan alone because he’s not feeling well, so I asked if I could go with him. And like this.”

Taking out another letter from her arms, Irene smiled lightly and opened her mouth.

“I’ve also received permission.”

I just stared at Irene, who was smiling lightly as she looked at me, barely swallowing the sigh that was about to burst out without me realizing it.

She felt sad at the moment, but it seems that the letter rustling in her hand tells Irene how she feels.

And she laughed. She will be good if she is good.

She just thought so, and her good-natured smile at her was all I could do.