Hearing those words, Azena reacted first.
âI told you to run awayâ¦â¦.â
âEven if Iâm alone, I wonât go.â
Procyon groped at his side and, realizing that there was nothing, he drew Azenaâs sword instead.
Swing!
The attack was aimed at the neck at once. He swung wildly without even holding his posture, but Kadan caught it with his bare hands. Procyon groaned.
âWhat. Strength.â
It would not release even if he twisted the sword.
It was a monster-like grip that reminded him of Shaula.
Procyon almost stumbled and barely came to his senses.
His eyes narrowed.
âI was wondering why there was the sudden order to wait in the castle, was it because of you?â
In retrospect, it was strange that there was a movement restriction when a territory war was unlikely. The closed bell tower, which flashed day and night, was also suspicious.
âI should have asked too.â
Most of the knights seemed to have satisfied their curiosity to some extent by asking Count Elliott, but Azena and Procyon had somehow passed it over.
Azena didnât want to talk with his brother, so he justified himself that ignorance was gold.
Procyon didnât care much whether it was or not.
First of all, it was because Her Grace, the most important grand duchess, had returned safely, and secondly, the Lordâs face was also bright.
Finally, how thrilled he was to hear the Lord mutter mother in front of Her Graceâs portrait before running away. The atmosphere in the castle was also a bit tense, but it wasnât terrible.
âIs it because of this guy?â
Procyon tilted his head to the side.
Kadanâs hand that had grabbed the long blade was fine without a drop of blood. In order to deal with a monster like this, the movement restriction was a fairly lax measure.
Kadan looked into the distance and smiled with a troubled face as if he could understand Procyonâs mind.
âMy Sister-in-law has a good sense of humor. I really want it, how can I not have it?â
âStop talking nonsense and answer me.â
âComing to me would benefit Sister-in-law, too. Itâs also fun.â
ââ¦â¦ What kind of crazy bastard is this?â
Procyon got annoyed because there was no sign of Kadan answering his question.
Kadan giggled.
âYou have to be careful with your words, goldfish. This is not a fishbowl protected by the Grand Duchess and the spirits.â
âOh, come on. Can you speak in a way I can understand?â
Kadanâs gaze turned to the distance before returning to Procyon.
âDo you know why the Grand Duchess put you on standby? If I tried to attack with great force, youâll only die a useless death. I didnât even hit you guys with all my might in the first place. You are so weak.â
His white hands closed together and crushed the blade like tofu.
âThatâs too bad. You would have been safe in the castle.â
The red eyes that were hidden by the lowered eyelashes flashed.
âStill, I guess you didnât fully understand it, considering that the castle wasnât sealed off? If you were really sure that I would come myself, I donât think you would have finished with such preparation.â
As Kadan chattered, Azena groaned on the ground. It was strange. He was only strangled for a moment, but his insides were a mess as if his intestines had been ripped open.
âDid you dismiss it as a nonsense dream? Iâm sad~â
Procyonâs face showed bemusement far from fear.
âCan you match your words with your facial expressions? I can see that youâre really nervous right now?â
ââ¦â¦.â
âNo matter how ridiculous Sir Azena and I are, if you glance at the castle once every ten seconds, anyone can see that itâs weird.â
The smile disappeared from Kadanâs lips.
âI was just going to let you go, but you keep barking.â
Azena desperately tugged on Procyonâs trousers. It meant to please shut up.
However, Procyon got on Kadanâs nerves by constantly making fun of him.
âArenât you stupid? How do goldfish bark? You look similar to the first Lord, but donât have the same intelligence.â
âSir, please stopâ¦â¦.â
Procyon listened to Azenaâs plea with one ear and let it out the other. Procyon laughed at Kadan.
âWhy, have you changed your mind? Why donât you kill me?â
ââ¦â¦.â
âThen why didnât you kill me earlier and keep bluffing, you idiot.â
Procyon let out his tongue and grabbed Azena.
âIâm going, you fool! Farewell, fool!â
After Procyon teased Kadan to his heartâs content, he fled without hesitation. A shadow fell on the spot where he fled.
Kadan scratched his face.
âAh, this is how it ends.â
A snake large enough to fill the alley was slowly descending along the wall.
The eyes of the Masterâs familiar lit up, thinking that if he bit Kadan, the master would praise him this time.
* * *
In my dream, I sat quietly on a chair at an outdoor table.
It smelled of black tea and fragrant grass, and I could see Morganaâs mansion.
This was a beautiful garden attached to the mansion.
Perhaps it was a tea party, the round table was filled with black tea and cookies.
Across the table was my tea party partner.
A girl with cotton candy-like pink hair faced me with her eyes wide open.
âOh my, you are cute!â
Looking at the thirteen-year-old me, I burst out exclamations.
âSo lovely.â
ââ¦â¦.â
âToo adorable.â
ââ¦â¦â
The beast shut his mouth.
If you came to see me in my own image, you would have to endure such rain of compliments.
She had sweet-colored eyes, like they were made of flowers, and the reddish cheeks looked like a moving doll.
The video stone and portrait that captured that scene were hidden in Aedisâ safe.
Well, thatâs enough of a joke.
âYou know, youâ¦â¦.â
I wrinkled my nose without calling the beast.
âDo you really have any intention of making a name for yourself?â
The beast was fascinated by my self-praise and finally spoke out.
ââ¦â¦ as you know. Hmm. As you know, I am no longer in reality.â
Hearing him clear his throat, he must have been very embarrassed. Anyway, with such a cute face and aloof tone, there was a considerable sense of weirdness. I spoke with my pupils shaking.
âI donât care. Is there a law that says only living people have names? If you come up with a name, I will engrave it on your tombstone.â
Even though Aedis turned the beastâs corpse into dustâ¦â¦ There are often graves without bodies.
The beast smiled brightly.
âThank you for thinking about it. But girl, you didnât find me because of my name.â
ââ¦â¦.â
âTell me.â
âAre you not going to run away?â
âLast time I wasnât mature enough.â
Oh, he readily admitted it.
âI know you know.â
ââ¦â¦ â
âI am doing well with my husband and I am having a very happy day. So I hope you donât worry too much.â
ââ¦â¦.â
âHmm?â
As I tilted my head and hoped for an answer, the beast took a breath.
ââ¦â¦.â
âYes? Why do you look so unexpected?â
âI thought you would be angry.â
You really do know your things.
I put my elbows on the table and rested my chin in my hands. I thought of my husband who was like a sculpture waiting for me in reality.
I thought a little bit about Gilbert, who was the husband of Maevia Morgana in the novel.
âIâd be lying if I said I wasnât angry. I was also upset. But when I changed my stance and thought about it, it seemed to make sense.â
ââ¦â¦.â
âEven if it were me, I wouldnât have passed it by if I met a young child who went looking for the blood of the beast saying that in a few years, she was destined to meet the wrong husband and was going to be abused.â
Moreover, I was thirteen at the time. It wouldnât matter if it was an ordinary beast, since the conversation wouldnât have worked, but this beast was able to communicate and was very compassionate.
The beast frowned with my face.
âGirl.â
I corrected it.
âPlease call me Maevia or just Eve, not girl. I am not thirteen anymore.â
ââ¦â¦ Eve.â
âYes.â
âEven so, I canât give up.â
Come on!
I kicked off the table and got up.
âWhat stubbornness?!â
Anyway, I couldnât lead a good conversation. Even though I was choked up, the beast stayed aloof as if I was talking to a wall.
âIâm worried about youâ¦â¦.â
âSo why! Are you! Worried!â
ââ¦â¦.â
I glared at the beast and spewed what I had been wanting to say.
âYou left Kadan, the real bad guy, alone. Arenât you being too biased?â
The beast let out a bitter laugh.
âAbsolutely no bias.â
âThen what is it?â
The beast shrugged its shoulders.
âThe reason I made the ban was because I couldnât do anything else with my abilities.â
ââ¦â¦.â
âNow, after 500 years, it was all I could do to hold his ankles for a while.â
ââ¦â¦ So?â
I knew that my husband was superior, but what?
In ãEsmeraldaâs Crescent Moonã, he is the husband who has the title of being the strongest in the world. Even if they didnât appear until the part I read, Kadan and the beast were also part of this world.
Then it shouldnât be too much of a surprise that the beast would say such a thing.
It was a bit unexpected, though.
Aedis thought highly of the beast as being like a god, but the beast appeared to be afraid of Aedis. The beastâs face became sullen.
âSo Iâm against it.â
âYou are not my parents, and we are already married.â
âIâm still against it.â
âYou!â
My face, which had been as cute as a dollâs, suddenly began to look like an ugly thirteen-year-old.
âIâm not favoring Kadan. Eve, what do you think will happen if Kadan dies?â
âPeace will come to the world, no, the North.â
âWhat if the other way around?â
What. What answer do you want?
The thirteen-year-old girlâs lips trembled.
Emotions surged like a flood and darkened the eyes of a thirteen-year-old girl who was like a spring flower.
âKadan has been looking for me for a long time to gain immortality. Now that I am free from the body, I regret not giving it to you.â
âWhyâ¦â¦.â
The beast didnât immediately answer my questions, but continued to tell stories toward a single destination.
âDo you remember the dream I showed you? That child, the Masterâs childhood.â
The Master. He never calls Aedis by name until the end.
It was different from Kadan.
ââ¦â¦ how can I forget that? Itâs the first time Aedis got mad at me.â
It seemed that that was also the beastâs doing. No wonder Aedis said he only smelled the cats and didnât pay any attention to the feathers.
The beast pretended to be a person and took a sip of tea before speaking bluntly.
âI wish he had died in that cage then.â
ââ¦â¦.â
I couldnât tell what expression I was making.
However, the cloth covering the table was mercilessly crumpled in my hand, and the beast soothed me.
âYou should listen to the end. It was you, Eve, who wanted to talk.â
ââ¦â¦.â
âAfter hearing everything, itâs not too late to decide.â