Rebirth Just Before The 10th Circle

“Yes, he was.”

“...wasn’t this banquet only for one day?”

To Merlin's very dignified question, Kay responded with an absurd face.

“Did you not know?”

"What."

“This banquet is held throughout the festival.”

“When is the festival period?”

“How about five days from today?”

“·················ogue.”

Merlin's expression darkened.

He asked in disbelief.

"4 nights 5 days? So you have to be here for the next five days?”

"Yeah."

“...if you don’t come out?”

“Honestly, that’s the heart of the top lord, but I have received something from His Majesty, but not attending the imperial ceremonies…”

"···right? Doesn’t it look like you too?”

"Yeah."

Kay nodded her head as if to say what she was going to say.

Merlin gave a resigned expression as if there was nothing he could do.

“Haha, yes, come out with the thought of having dinner.”

It's annoying, tiring, boring, and annoying.

It was Merlin who was confident that he would endure all of that for the future ‘10% stake in the academy’.

If others had heard it, it might have sounded full, but for Merlin, it was enough to show sincerity.

While Merlin sighed, the Duke of Brunhild approached him.

“It’s amazing. You must be the chief researcher at the National Laboratory... How could the Sword Master be like that?”

“Who is it? Am I the Sword Master?”

"···What?"

“It’s all prejudice. Are you all sword masters with some skills?”

“What is that?”

“You just know that. Anyway, I am not a sword master.”

"Right···."

Duke Brunhild glanced at Merlin.

Perhaps there are few people here who know the true nature of this little boy.

He, too, knew only a part of the boy.

What the hell was this little boy hiding... Duke Brunhild was curious about that.

It was a personal curiosity and the heart of a father who entrusted his son to him.

That's how Merlin and Duke Brunhild face each other.

“Did you say the boy’s name was Merlin?”

"Yes."

"Hmm···."

The two rich men of Marquis Allen saw Merlin and the Duke of Brunhild and had a conversation.

The Marquis Allen asked skeptically.

“A guy called Merlin… it’s surprising that His Majesty the Emperor was roasted, but… how did you bring that stone statue-like Duke of Brunhild to my side? Zeppelin, do you know anything?”

"that···."

Zeppelin was displeased with his father's question.

He had no choice but to do so.

'The peasant broke the gate and broke in and had a fight! Would you believe me if I said . . .?'

No matter how much he thought about it, he felt like he was about to burst into his father's hand if he said that.

Zeppelin answered with an awkward face.

“That, well. That’s good for me too.”

“I will find out at once. But the friend you were about to introduce is Merlin, isn’t it?”

"Yeah."

"why?"

“Ummm… that’s…”

Zeppelin rolled her eyes.

After a while, he spoke up.

"I can't tell you right now, but somehow you should have a good relationship with Merlin."

"I?"

"Yes. Father.”

“Why?”

“...I can't tell you right now. But... please believe me. This will certainly bring great benefits to the Marquis of Allen.”

“Hmmm…”

Allen then let out a small moan at the serious gaze of his son.

He's often a wacky guy, but he's a decent heir to the family.

The Marquis Allen had never seen his son so serious.

His troubles didn't last long.

"okay. He's the child he's favored by His Majesty anyway, so it wouldn't be bad to make a relationship, so catch me someday and ask me to come back as a writer."

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Zeppelin cut off the marquise's horse.

He said very firmly.

“Merlin is not visiting us. we must find And you have to bend. Please take good care of us.”

“···········?”

“Please... just believe me once. Don't think of Merlin as just a 17-year-old boy. You should consider him . . . on the same level as Your Majesty the Duke.”

"What?"

His son's words were astonishing.

But there was no sign of mischief anywhere.

On the other hand, for Zeppelin, it was only a pity that I couldn't tell you in more detail.

'Trust me! That person is the most denial of the continent of the future!’

Trade rights with dwarves.

If I could only get it, the pride I threw away now would not be worth it at all.

“·················ogue.”

“·················ogue.”

Marquis Allen had a brief snowball fight with his son.

He sighed heavily and replied that there are no parents who are children.

“Haha, I got it. Call me when you have a chance.”

“Yes! ... you will never regret it!”

Conversation between the two rich men ended.

The situation was no different with Winston and the Marquis Clark.

To somehow create a connection between Merlin and her father, Winston was forced to break through a cold sweat to explain.

Thus, the Dukes of Brunhild, Allen, and Clark tried to form a friendly relationship with Merlin, but not everyone liked Merlin.

There were eyes watching Merlin from afar.

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The owner of his gaze was none other than the Crown Prince.

His face was gloomy, but his gaze did not contain any good emotions.

Also, he clenched his fists so tightly that he could hear the bones rubbing in his hands.

“Me, low? What happened?”

The nobles who had approached the Crown Prince wanted to look good, were startled by his bloody atmosphere and trembled.

“·················ogue.”

After looking at Merlin for a long time, the prince turned around.

Then he left the banquet hall without a word.

***

Five days have passed since then.

During the festivities, Merlin had to go in and out of the banquet hall every day.

She found her annoying and boring at first, but Merlin found her own joy in boring banquets.

It was just gourmet.

"Five! Is this delicious?”

After all, the imperial family was the imperial family, and the food prepared by such imperial chefs was gorgeous and delicious.

Merlin, who had savored the banquet food that changed every day, was diligently scouring the plate even on the last day of the banquet.

“Why the hell don’t you touch this delicious thing? Food is not worth it.”

Mumbling, as he piled up the food tower on the plate, Winston ran up to him with a very remorseful expression on his face.

“Ta, Top Lord!”

Seeing Winston blushing with excitement, Merlin asked angrily.

"Why."

“Did you hear me?”

"What?"

“That rumor! That rumor!”

“·················ogue.”

Seeing Winston rolling to his feet unfamiliarly, Merlin thought that he had to deal with the orc who pretended to be cute right in front of his eyes, whether it was rumors or not.

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The cute orc, who didn't know that his life was in jeopardy, exclaimed a lot.

“Dance! News about the dancers!”

“Dude? What did the dancer say?’

At Merlin's pitiful question, Winston gave a look as if he was seeing a savage.

Of course, she couldn't let Merlin look like that.

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“Ako!”

Winston grabbed her forehead and sat down, who had been devastated by a devastating blow, and someone to tell her a story appeared instead.

“Top Lord… there are a lot more things you don’t know than you think.”

From one side, Zeppelin appeared with a wine glass.

It wasn't just that.

"Yeah. Don't you know the dancer?"

“Can you not know?”

All of a sudden, Kay and Sasha flocked to Merlin's place.

They looked at her Merlin and both of her opened her mouth.

At this, annoyance crept up on Merlin's face.

It was natural for his voice to become blunt.

“Do I really need to know that?”

“Um… you don’t need to know. If I just listened to it, I would have come to know it naturally…”

Zeppelin asked, looking at her Merlin as if curiously.

“But still, how do you not know a dancer?”

"I know."

"···really?"

“When you see a woman dancing, you call her a dancer.”

“Oh, yes…”

I wondered if it was still the case.

Now Zeppelin gave Merlin a look of hopelessness.

Merlin screamed in annoyance.

“Ah what! So what is a dancer!”

It was Sasha who answered Merlin's cry.

“It’s called a dream dancer.”

"···What. What's that creepy name?"

“It’s cramping, but people who don’t know its name on the continent…”

Sasha interrupted her once and turned to Merlin.

She then continued her speech with a slight sigh.

“…not that many.”

“Are you that famous?”

“It’s famous. It is a name that has been passed down to the continent for hundreds of years.”

“Hundreds of years?”

"Yeah. The dream dancer does not refer to one person. It is something that is passed down from generation to generation.”

"Ohh?"

Merlin gave him a slightly curious expression.

“It’s fun. Do you think there is something special about it? Enough to pass down the name of Dreams from generation to generation?”

“People say that the dance moves of a dancer are not of this world. Other than that, there are many rumors about the dancer.”

Then it was Zeppelin who took over Sasha's words.

“With every move she makes, my soul is pounding as if in a raging raging.”

"...what is that?"

“It was said by the emperor of the Schmatt Empire who saw the dance of the first dancer. In fact, everyone who saw her dance praised her.”

“Huh?”

“The dance skills of those who inherited the name of Dream Dancer are still excellent even if the price changes.”

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