âI fell asleep while organizing the infirmary.â
Throughout my excuse, the trainees looked at me as if I were an angel who had just fallen to the ground.
âIâll reflect on my mistakeâ¦â
âIâll also⦠reflect on my mistake.â
Itâs no surprise.
It was the end of the martial arts meeting, so everyone was gathering together.
âActually, I misunderstood Miss Selina because of that rumor.â
âThatâs right. I would have believed the rumor if I hadnât met you in person like this.â
The rumor that the trainees were talking about was that I stuttered and never wanted to come out to meet people.
Among the trainees, there were also some nobles who were really on probation.
Jenna, the Count Gransenâs daughter, for example.
âBecause the Countess only brought her own daughter to the banquet and never mentioned Miss Selina.â
âYes, I suppose soâ¦â
I responded back with a sad smile.
As if I couldnât say it with my own mouth, I looked away and pretended to shed tears.
Everyone knew I wasnât Camillaâs biological daughter.
It was also self-evident that she, who had already received the title of Count Crowford family head, had no reason to be nice to me any longer.
âOh my goodness.â
âThen the rumor meansâ¦â
I smiled and pointed to the potion tray, continuing to act as if I were a noble lady who works hard despite her pitiful circumstances.
âShould we then finish what we were doing? There are still people in prison who needs our additional help!â
âYes, of course!â
A smile I saw through the closing door came to mind as I made my way to prison with the other trainees.
âWhy hasnât the man escaped yet?â
He is totally capable of doing so.
* * * * *
âBecause he doesnât have anywhere else to go.â
The question was easily resolved when I asked Franz.
âWho, by the way, would accept a Toono from a martial arts competition? Except for the Holy Knights.â
His oily lips glistened with greed.
It was because of the pork sausage I had secretly obtained.
After seeing that, Franz hardened for five minutes as if in agony, raised a long prayer once, and then went to eat in the closet under the stairs.
âSuch a cute guy.â
Franz accepted the freshly prepared sausage.
I wasnât going to force him to take it if he refused.
Well, I could understand him a bit as I was unable to eat meat for a month here.
However, I will be returning to the Countdom soon, so the exhausting vegetarian diet will be over.
I also gave him the sausage I was going to eat.
âEat this as well.â
âA-are you sure?â
Franz accepted the sausage quickly, fearing that I would change my mind.
âHow did you get this, Miss Selina? Youâll be in big trouble if you get caught.â
It was given by a male servant.
The sausage offered by the servant was filled with the unspeakable innocence of an adolescent boy.
But I was afraid heâd get in trouble, so I quickly said, âI just got it somehow,â and changed the topic.
âBut wouldnât a Toono who did well in the martial arts competition receive offers from everywhere? First and foremost, he is strong.â
âWould you, Miss Selina, hire such a person to the Countdom?â
Itâs fine if itâs the guy in the quarantine room.
But itâs a different story if itâs The Raven.
Thatâs exactly what Franz said.
Because Toono is a dishonorable title, no nobleman will sign a Toono as a knight in their name.
As a result, it was impossible for a Toono to join the Knights or Private Corps, even as a servant.
âNeither will the mercenaries accept one. Who would put their trust in such a person and entrust the quest to them?â
Prisoner of war.
The armed forces.
Criminals.
When I remembered Toonosâs origin, I felt suffocated, as if a stone had been placed on my chest.
I assumed the mercenaries would gladly accept those people.
Even if they accept them, theyâll just ask them to do dirty things. âToonos has no morality, no loyalty to the empire, and a very fierce personality.â
Itâs an undeniable fact.
âIâm sure theyâll always cause trouble wherever they go.â
ââ¦â¦â I know the man in the quarantine room is not a vicious person, but when it comes to Toono⦠he has no choice but to be prejudiced.
âThat man, heâs even harmed a priest before.â
Why was he imprisoned in the quarantine room in the first place?
âI keep sympathizing with him because of his face. Selina, get a hold on yourself.â
Looking at Franz eating sausages next to me, it appeared that this was not a particularly vicious world.
But thereâs something Iâll never forget.
That this world is a lawless haven for those rogues, and that I am their living prey.
* * * * *
Iâve avoided the quarantine room on purpose since then.
It was an unavoidable situation, but I regretted leaving the man in prison and walking out alone.
But Iâm afraid the man whoâs surviving alone in the dark wonât make it to the end⦠It was frightening.
âItâs not long before I go back to Crawfordâs Countdom.â
Thatâs how I endured until the day of the final.
Not only did I confirm that I possessed divine power, but I also obtained a Magic Stone with an infinite lifespan.
I even made connections with a high priest.
My original goal was achieved after a lot of hard work.
âItâs dinner time.â
I pushed the meal into The Raven.
This has been my duty for the past few days.
I volunteered because none of the trainees wanted to run to him.
âEnjoy your meal.â
Because this could be your last meal.
I didnât have to say it, but it was something The Raven and I both knew.
Tomorrow is the final day.
In his seated position, however, he showed no signs of fear.
He appeared relieved, perhaps because of the deep smile on his face, as if he was completely devoid of victory, defeat, and life and death.
I was so taken aback that I spoke impulsively.
âWhatâs your name?â
The other prisoners glanced in this direction.
Because of some situation, I havenât asked his name.
âSince today is the last day.â
Regardless of how long I waited, The Raven did not respond, instead he just laughed.
I could see all of his molars because he was laughing so hard.
âOnly his mouth laughs.â
With his fierce gaze at the air, he appeared unwilling to respond, so I handed over the potion without further questioning.
âItâs creepy.â
If he was Valhail, I vowed not to meet him until he was released from prison, joined the Holy Knights, and completely exorcised the demons.
* * * * *
The trainees and apprentice priests were busy working preparing for the final.
âThe high priests have arrived!â
Everyoneâs gaze was fixed on one point.
There was Franz and another man beside him.
When I looked at them, they resembled each other as if they were siblings.
âDoes that person also serve as a high priest?â
Did the monastery select their priests based on his or her appearance?
If Franz was a pure beautiful boy like a nettle on a hill, the other high priest was a lovely young man like a lily in a well-kept garden.
âAre they really siblings?â
The age difference between the two appears to be about ten years, but they both had silver hair.
While appreciating their appearance, a young boy servant approached me and secretly gave me a note.
[To the east entrance.]
The east entrance was close to the nobilityâs grandstand.
It was a quiet area with a small number of people.
âWho sent this?â
The servant whispered quietly when I gave him a strange look.
âLord Crawford sent it.â
My uncle is here?
I stroked the bright boyâs head once as he had finished running his errands.
Then I proceeded to the east entrance.
âItâs really Cedric.â
He had his back to me and his arms were folded.
Nonetheless, it was nice to see him from behind because he was someone I recognized.
âUncle.â
As he turned around, Cedricâs eyes widened.
âSelina.â
He also took a step closer, as if he was relieved to see me after such a long time.
âI came by to see your face after the border reconnaissance.â
His gaze was sharp as he grabbed my shoulder and looked around my body.
âHave you been doing well and staying healthy? Didnât the priests make you do anything rough?â
I shook my head and smiled.
âThat canât be right, uncle.â
Cedricâs hardened face, on the other hand, did not loosen.
âI was astounded to learn that you had been assigned a task to support the martial artsâ¦â
He furrowed his brows, as if he was concerned about me.
Cedric, on the other hand, hasnât written me a letter in over a month.
âThe illiterate Penny even sent me dozens of picture letters.â
Of course, as Commander of the White Knight, he must be busy guarding the territories.
In the end, Cedric Crawfordâs interest in his one and only nephew was only that much.
I knew so well that he was such a character, so I didnât expect much in the first place.
âIâm doing fine. The priests taught me a lot. I believe it was a good thing that I came to the monastery.â
âDonât say anything like that. I complained to the monastery because they were sending you back and forth to the prison, where the prisoners were.â
âThis is a monastery. Regardless of my status, I am expected to perform fairly in the same manner as everyone else.â
Cedricâs lips curved into a faint smile as he heard the satisfactory response.
âYes. You do the same thing as other trainees⦠There are even numerous compliments that you are setting a good example for others.â
Ah, I see.
He came here after hearing from the priest that I was settling in well at the monastery.
âIs that why he seemed so happy?â
He didnât stop me from going to the monastery from the beginning.
Rather, he wanted to test me.
âWhen are you going to return home? Iâll send a carriage to pick you up if you tell me the date.â
I answered Cedric with a smile, as if I had a lot to say but couldnât.
âSelina, whatâs wrongâ¦?â
âIf I said I was going homeâ¦would Mother like it?â
âHmm?â
Cedric blinked for a moment, as if perplexed.
When he saw my glum expression, he quickly put on an awkward smile.
âNo⦠Of course, the Countess will welcome you with a hug.â
ââ¦â¦â
âThe Countess has taken such good care of you since you were a child. She cared more about you than her biological daughter Shannon.â
Cedric seemed eager to believe that everything between me and Camilla was fine.
âBut, no matter how much he hates conflict, thatâs the truth.â
Is he desperate to deny that his only nephew is abused?
âWhen you got a cold, she stayed up all night for three days and looked after you.â
ââ¦â¦â
âEveryone referred to the Countess as a capital scoundrel, but no one expected to see her weaving a wet towel herself.â
Cedric has never been so talkative.
I mean, everything he said was upsetting to me.
âCamilla loves and cherishes you as much as she loves and cherishes her biological daughter, Selina. Me too⦠Of course.â
âYes. Uncle, I see.â
How troubling would it be for him to admit that he and Camilla are at conflict?
âOn the day you return, it would be nice to have dinner together. When are you going to return? Tomorrow?â
ââ¦â¦â
âSelina.â
When I didnât respond, a look of disappointment flashed across his face.
âDonât tell me youâre staying here any longer.â
âFor me, this Monastery is more comfortable than home.â
âWhatâ¦?â
Perhaps it worked this time, because his awkward smile had been shattered by shock.
âIf I go back to Motherâs house, Iâm afraid Iâll stutter again.â
Cedric covered his mouth with one hand, unable to say anything.
If I told him this much, he couldnât pretend he didnât know anymore.
âItâs not like he had no idea what had happened.â
He is the White Knightsâ Commander. Is he that tactless? No way.
He raised his head after a while.
âPerhaps Selina⦠Is it possible that the Countess isâ¦no, thereâs no way.â
Cedric couldnât keep his hand still like an anxious man.
He touched his chin, putting it on his waist and repeating the process.
After a while, he opened his mouth.
â⦠Iâll wait for you at home.â
Cedric patted my shoulder and quickly turned around after saying that.
He was always calm and serious in the original story.
However, his demeanor as he walked away proposed that he was a fiery angry man
His fists were also tremblingâ¦
For a while, I couldnât take my gaze away from Cedric.
* * * * *
A long whistle sounded.
It was a sound that signaled the start of the final match.
Everyone went outside to witness The Berserkerâs and The Ravenâs bloody battle.
I was the only one who remained in the dungeon.
The game will last 30 minutes at the most and 10 minutes at the least.
Meanwhile, the fate of the man in the containment room is being decided.
It was a time when I was wiping the vials and pondering which side would win and how I would deal with it.
Someone hugged me from behind, as if they were sneaking up on me.
ââ¦â¦!â
The musk scent that came out like a bomb was unfamiliar.
The large hand that hugged me protruded like a rag.
Despite the scent of his luxurious perfume, the man hugging me appeared to be doing hard labor just by looking at his hands.
âWho is it?â
At that moment, the man placed his face on the back of my neck, took a deep breath, and rubbed his face.
It was a gentle gesture, as if a large pet was cuddling, but I froze and couldnât move.
âItâs me.â
I got goosebumps from the low whispering voice.
âWho are you?â
I grabbed his forearm, gently swallowing the question stuck in my throat, so I could get out of his arms.
Then he hugged me even tighter, as if he couldnât let go, and buried his head deeper into my shoulder.
At the same time, as if relieved for my existence, a mournful voice that seemed to crumble could be heard.
âNoonaâ¦â