Chapter 72

The conversation went on lightly.

From the fuzzy memories to the unfamiliar circumstances of the land.

Agnes listened to his story half-heartedly.

“….So these days, after going on a long voyage, more than half of them die and return.”

“That’s too bad.”

“A short voyage is okay, but strangely, only those who came from a long voyage died of such a disease, so people call it a curse of the black wall.”

“Curse of the Black Wall?”

“Yes, the standard for a long voyage is to go to the black wall.”

“Curse of the black wall?”

“Duchess?”

‘Why is this word familiar? I’ve never heard of it before.’

Agnes put down the tableware she was holding and spoke. Emmerich was surprised and asked.

“Are you okay?”

“Oh, I think I remember, but I don’t.”

“What?”

“I think I’ve heard of the curse of the black wall somewhere.”

“Is that so? It’s something that only sailors know.”

At that time, a fish dish came out as the main dish.

“Try it. Duchess. Freshly caught cod.”

“Hmm.”

“Squeeze the lemon next to you and it will smell much less fishy.”

“Okay. Squeeze a lemon. Lemon?”

Agnes muttered the word several times.

Curse of the black wall. And lemon.

“Ah!”

She jumped up from her seat with the realization passing by her head.

Before the epidemic began in earnest in the south, many died because of the curse on the black wall.

At first, everyone didn’t know the cause of the disease, so they all called it a curse.

However, a chef took a few lemons and put lemons in all kinds of dishes.

At first, the sailors complained.

However, like a lie, none of the people who returned from the voyage were cursed.

As it was repeated several times, people realized that lemon was the solution to the disease.

So for a while, she remember putting lemon in every dish she ate because they said, “Eating lemon will cure your illness.”

“Count.”

“Yes, go ahead. Duchess.”

“Shall we make a deal?”

Her eyes glistened very much as they received the light from the spheres.

Emmerich looked at Agnes’ eyes for a long time.

“What kind of deal are you talking about?”

“I’ll tell the count how to solve the curse of the black wall.”

“Is there a way?”

“There is. Instead…”

“You’re asking me to let you out of here instead, right?”

“Yes. Of course, I will never reveal your identity even after I return to Sutmar.”

Agnes said carefully. Emmerich put down the dishware and wiped his mouth with a napkin.

She was getting a little impatient because there was no word coming out from his mouth.

“It may not be a big deal, but think about how effective it will be to lift the curse.”

“It’s good.”

He answered clearly.

The answer came out so quickly that she was overshadowed by what she was worried about.

Agnes, who was thinking of how to persuade Emmerich, was slightly embarrassed.

“You like it?”

“Yes. I’ll do what the duchess say”

This easy?

The words that filled my throat sank.

“You said you are going to be the king.”

“hmm.”

He brought up something unexpected. Agnes did not know his intention and carefully chose her words.

“Yeah. Maybe in a few years.”

“Count Cellon will support the will of the Duchess.”

“What exactly does support mean?”

“It means I will support the usurpation.”

“What?”

Agnes was surprised and slightly rose up from her seat.

“Why?”

In a drunken state, she told him a story about the usurpation, but she never imagined that the count would side with her.

“But there’s a condition.”

”Hmm. Tell me first. I’m not sure if I can listen.”

”Please lift trade sanctions over the black wall.”

“Right. It’s possible.”

“And please release the limitations of ships that can be built in one land.”

“Hmm. Well. That, I can do.”

“By the way, please exempt Leana trade tariffs for 10 years.”

“… Count. You’re prepared.”

The conditions that came out without stopping were all the best, so she wasn’t able to rebut.

“Can I say one more thing?”

Emmerich said with a smirk.  Agnes shook his hand.

“Tell me everything you want to do.”

“Give yourself to me.”

“……what do you mean?”

Agnes changed her posture. Emmerich said again casually.

“Give yourself to me. In fact, that’s all I need.”

“Well, count. Are you serious?”

“Whenever I think of you, my heart shakes and I can’t sleep.”

“Huh?”

“When we’re together, I get jealous of everything that your eyes touch.”

A desperate confession continued.

His face and eyes looked more sincere than ever.

“If you want to confirm my sincerity, I can split my chest and dedicate my heart. So please allow me a piece of you.”

“……uh.”

Agnes was so embarrassed that she didn’t know what to say.

“So, um, Count……. I didn’t know you thought of me like that.”

She spoke with an awkward face.

“I, um, I’m sorry, but I’…”

I was thinking of something to say, but I heard Emmerich’s loud laughter above my head.

Agnes raised her head.

“Did you believe that?”

“Oh?”

“Of course it’s a joke. Where would I use the duchess?”

“Oh?”

“The cod is going to cool down. Hurry up and eat.”

“What’s that?”

Agnes could not hide her absurdity. Emmerich calmly chopped up the cod in front of him and put it in his mouth.

“Where is that joke from?”

“I don’t know.”

He smiled strangely. On the other hand, Agnes’ face hardened.

“Were you joking from the beginning?”

“Calm down. I’m serious about everything except for the last condition.”

“Yes.”

“Why?”

Cellons are not lacking. There is nothing they can’t do even under Sebastian’s rule.

However, it was rather suspicious that he would suddenly support the usurpation.

“I’m sick and tired of hiding, pirating, and smuggling products and selling them.”

“Ah, so you’re saying you’re going to stop smuggling? You want me to cover up what you did before?

“No. Now I’m going to be a pirate proudly in front of you.”

Agnes is speechless. Emmerich took a sip of wine.

“It should be once or twice to carry goods by floating a boat in the night sea while looking at the center. Until when are we going to be pirates?”

”You said you’re already a pirate king”.

“Should I be satisfied with that?”

“Oh, my.”

Emmerich suddenly erased the smile around his mouth and spoke seriously.

“Okay, then I’ll tell you the last condition.”

“What is it?”

Agnes also lowered the corners of her mouth. Her palms were sweating from nervousness.

Emmerich stood up from his seat and reached out his hand.

“Please dance with me.”

“What?”

“That’s the last condition.”

While sitting vaguely, people began to play musical instruments.

“Dance? Suddenly?”

“You’re dressed up so beautifully. Wouldn’t it be a shame if you don’t dance?”

Emmerich did not wait for an answer. He walked toward Agnes and took her hand.

“Will you allow us to dance together?”

“I allow it.”

It was blatantly brazen to hold her hand and then ask for permission, but there’s no way she wouldn’t agree.

The two came to the center. Emmerich wrapped his arms around Agnes’ waist and held her hands.

“What’s your intention?”

“I have no intentions. It’s not just about following a new wave or trying to catch one. Also, would the Duchess throw away the one who was with her in difficult times?”

“Of course it is.”

Nevertheless, I still feel uncomfortable in a corner of my heart.

Emmerich laughed, perhaps noticing her mind.

“You said you didn’t want to die.”

“I did.”

“So.”

“Hmm?”

The explanation was added, but the question deepened.

On a summer night, it was very romantic for men and women to dance to the music flowing along the river, but Agnes’ head was complicated.

“What do you think?”

“What?”

“Do you feel like you’re in love?”

“What are you talking about?”

“It’s the last day of Rose Night. They say your love will come true if you ride a boat together.”

Emmerich’s reddish-brown eyes glowed from the light coming from the spheres. He glanced down at Agnes.

“That’s all a superstition.”

“Really?”

Agnes was dumbfounded and spoke. Emmerich just laughed.

The speed of the ship gradually decreased. The castle begins to be seen from afar.

Just in time, the music was running toward the end.

“About the curse.”

“Yes.”

“Feed the crew, lemons.”

“Lemon?”

“Yes. Every day as much as possible while sailing.”

“Can you solve the curse with just that?”

“It’s not a curse in the first place, it’s just a disease. Lemon will definitely help. Trust me.”

“I believe in you.”

With that said, the music ended.

Agnes lowered her hand that was on his shoulder and pulled herself away.

T/N: I really hate Emmerich >.<