Chapter 38

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Chapter 38

The porters carefully removed the luggage and all the belongings. Danny supervised them and arranged all the accessories and clothes in perfect order.

“Hey, Danny.”

Celine asked cautiously when things had been sorted out enough for Danny to breathe a little.

“Why are there so many clothes?”

“Because the Lord said you would go to the South.”

“….!”

After she returned from Agathirsus, she never spoke with Leonhard about the quest [ Find the Southern Tiara. ] However, it seemed that he had noticed the words on the parchment in the short span of time.

‘Leonhard…’

Now, how could she express her gratitude to him, who seemed that just saying thank you was never going to be enough…?

While Celine was deeply engrossed in her troubles, Danny urged her.

“Lute, you have to get ready.”

“Isn’t the banquet tomorrow?”

“For Lute… You are like a general coming home from a victory. You have to shine brighter than anyone out there!”

“What about Leonhard…?”

“He will take good care of himself. He likes to sit in events like this.”

“Leonhard does?”

Blinking her eyes in surprise, it was something she had never heard before.

“The Lady said so.”

She wondered if Natasha was saying something to tease Danny, although she didn’t say anything. She then led Celine to an empty room full of clothes and accessories, saying that she should choose the outfit that suits her best today.

‘….?’

The dress Danny brought to her was a thin sky-blue dress. It looked more like a light summer dress.

As soon as she had finished putting on the dress, Danny approached with a dress that looked similar to what she had just worn. Nevertheless, it was different in that it was pink.

“Shall I take it off?”

“No. You must wear it over it.”

“What…?”

Despite the fact that Celine was a little skeptical, she meekly complied with her request. Immediately, Danny approached with another similarly shaped dress. This time it was purple.

“…Hopefully, there is nothing else other than this, right?”

Danny answered with a puzzled face.

“I have two more.”

“….!”

She tried to refuse at first, but Celine gave in to her plea that she should wear it only once. Finally, she wore all five dresses. Although it was a little heavy even though it was all a light dress, she had no trouble moving.

“Try to move.”

Celine turned her body little by little.

‘Ah…’

The color of the dress, which was only hazy, changed every moment. From sky blue to green, from green to yellow, from yellow to sky blue again — All the colors were covered with silver and shone brilliantly.

“It’s really… pretty.”

“Right?”

Danny laughed triumphantly.

“It was originally the Lady’s idea. They said they made it for her a few months ago, though she made a concession for you.”

“Natasha…”

Come to think of it, it was Natasha’s taste that all the dresses were light and pastel tones.

“How hard it was for the seamstresses to fix it to fit Lute’s body shape in one day.”

Danny didn’t start touching her hair until after deciding which of the five or six shawls would best match the dress.

Three hours later.

She came to admire Danny for creating over a dozen hairstyles with her own shabby hair.

“Can’t we get some rest now? I think I’m going to die of exhaustion.”

Even though she looked very sad, when she saw Celine’s face, who seemed to collapse at any moment, Danny took a step back.

“Please, go and rest.”

As soon as Celine entered the bedroom, she fell asleep.

The next afternoon.

Celine got into the carriage, exhausted. She thought the important thing had already been done the day before, and she would go to the banquet hall after she got dressed. Regardless, the hairdresser Danny brought worked on her hair and face for hours.

“Your complexion looks bad.”

“I’m just tired.”

Leonhard gazed at her with a worried expression in the chair opposite of hers inside the carriage.

‘As expected, he’s handsome…’

It may be true that Natasha said he liked banquets, but it was certainly true that he knows how to dress well. Well, even if he couldn’t wear it, there wouldn’t be a problem. Didn’t it look like he was going to shine even when he wears rags…?

Eventually, they reached the entrance to the banquet hall.

Even though there was no attendant who called them out like in the movie, the moment they stepped into the banquet hall, everyone’s eyes were focused on them.

Leonhard asked gently.

“Are you nervous?”

“No.”

“That’s a relief. Because when it gets difficult, I’ll go back right away.”

“Is it possible…?”

After all, she died countless times. There was no way for her to be so nervous at a banquet just to celebrate the destruction of Agathirsus.

Leonhard first approached the Crown Prince, who was staring at them.

“Your Highness Ricardo, have you been well?”

“…I heard you were injured, but I’m glad you look healthy.”

“Thanks to the doctor you sent me.”

The doctor directly under the imperial family returned without even touching the wounds suffered by the monster, yet Leonhard did not blink an eye and lied.

“Okay then, please enjoy it.”

It seemed like the Crown Prince wanted to end the conversation with him as soon as possible. And so, Leonhard bowed politely and left with Celine.

“He does not look happy at all.”

Looking at the situation, it was normal for the Crown Prince to feel unhappy because Leonhard and Celine destroyed Agathirsus at his command. There was only one person in this empire who would make such a prince feel bad.

“His Majesty seems to have said something.”

Leonhard replied in a nonchalant tone, then picked up a glass from the servant’s silver tray and handed it to Celine.

“Isn’t that alcohol?”

“It is. Is there any problem?”

“No.”

Celine inhaled. Since they didn’t have to go kill the monster today, a few drinks should be fine.

“Is it good?”

It had a delightfully sweet soda flavor that was hard to believe it was alcohol.

“I know this is also an imperial monopoly.”

She then frowned.

‘It’s hard to believe that only the imperial family can make something so delicious… If I copy it, will they even cut my neck?’

Soon, the band started playing the first song she had ever heard. Unlike the solemn songs she heard mainly in the North, it was quick and light.

At that moment, a man in fancy clothes approached them.

‘He seems to have something to say to Leonhard.’

With that thought, Celine unconsciously took a step back. Nevertheless, the man caught her.

“Lady, would you like to dance a song with me?”

“….?”

She was so perplexed that she opened her lips for a moment.

Naturally, she knew nothing about the dances of the world here. She had no desire to learn because she sprained her foot while dancing and could die.

“Sorry. It’s only been a few days since I got out of Agathirsus, and I’m very tired.”

“Oh, I see. I was short-minded.”

The man apologized and walked away.

Eventually, Celine let out a sigh.

“You don’t like dancing?”

“I can’t dance.”

Leonhard’s face, which she suddenly looked up at, had a somewhat pleasant expression.

‘It was true that he liked banquets…’

Celine gazed curiously at the men and women who started spinning round and round as she drank more of the liquor. She felt good when she looked at the men and women dancing in colorful clothes.

‘Are there any snacks or side dishes?’

As she was looking around for something to eat, someone walked through the crowd and came to them. It was a young woman who had dark circles under her eyes, and a tired-looking face somehow reminded her of old Leonhard.

The woman quickly said hello.

“Lord, Lute. Congratulations.”

This time, it seemed that it was an acquaintance of Leonhard.

“Lady Anita, long time no see. How have you been? Young Count Sharpe, are you in good health?”

“My father passed away. Now, I am Count Sharpe.”

“….!”

Leonhard’s body stiffened.

Count Sharpe pretended to retreat and spoke in a low voice.

“I’ll see you in the lounge.”

Count Sharpe disappeared into the crowd in an instant.

“…I’m sorry, but we’d better go to the lounge right now.”

Celine nodded her head slightly and ambled to Leonhard’s side. In the middle, to those who asked if she was already leaving, she said with a smile that she had to take a break because she was tired.

The common room consisted of several small rooms for private rest. It hadn’t been long since the banquet started, so it didn’t feel like there was a presence.

“Count Sharpe?”

Leonhard asked loudly.

As the door opened cautiously, they entered the room.

“Did Lute come, too?”

When Count Sharpe looked a little startled, he answered quietly.

“Isn’t it something we should listen to together?”

“…I guess so.”

Count Sharpe nodded his head and added, “I will tell you right away. Without the support of the Lord within a week, there will be no life left in Sharpe.”

Leonhard questioned in amazement.

“Aren’t Sharpe’s knights famous for their skills…?”

Count Sharpe’s eyes reddened.

“Don’t even the Lord know that the most outstanding people have been summoned to the Imperial Palace?”

“Then, a request for assistance…”

“Do you think we are fools? I did it countless times!”

A sharp scream escaped Count Sharpe’s mouth.

“My father lost his life to send me to the Lord!”

“…It was a slip of the tongue. I apologize.”

Count Sharpe immediately hardened his face and continued his word.

“I will tell you clearly. His Highness the Prince obviously received a request for support. But he ignored it.”

“….”

“I think the Lord is well aware of the reason.”

Leonhard nodded his head.

Years ago, the former Count Sharpe refused to sell the Imperial Family a human-sized magic stone from his own mine. This seemingly insignificant incident has grown to the point of isolating Count Sharpe from the entire Empire and slowly withering to death.

In the end, the former Count Sharpe dedicated his elite knights to the Emperor. Although it was concluded, the Imperial Family did not forget the grudges at that time.

“You’d better leave right away.”

“Thank you very much.”

When Count Sharpe bowed his head politely, Leonhard hurriedly got to the point.

“Go ahead. Perhaps, Marquis Buckken is still…?”

“It’s still not a good relationship. The survivors are taking refuge in Baron Veron’s estate.”

“Well then, I’ll see you at the Baron’s estate.”

As soon as Count Sharpe left the lounge, he let out a long sigh.

“I knew it was going to be soon, but I didn’t know it was going this way.”

“Yes…?”

“County Sharp is one of the representative families of the South. And, the seven mines in Count Sharp’s estate are called the Southern Tiaras.”

“….!”

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