Kalen didn't move for a while.
It was as if every word she had spoken turned violent and hit him.
After a while, Kalen closed his eyes and rubbed his face with his hands. He asked in a cracked voice.
"Who is he?"
"...What?"
"Who is he, that son of a bitch?"
" The child?"
As Kanna's face crumpled, Kalen pushed harder.
"Why? Are you mad at me for saying that, just that bastard? To a boy who is like your younger brother?"
Her head is pounding. Kanna sighed deeply as she sat down in her chair.
Why is she engaged in this stupid war of attrition?
"Get out!"
It's a waste of emotions and a waste of energy that has no value.
She didn't want to waste anything on Kalen Addis.
"Get out of my lab, Kalen Addis."
"Great."
Kalen didn't try to convince her any further. As if the existence of 'that bastard' lit the fuse, she was rather furious.
"If you want to do that, I'll let you go, Kanna Valentino."
"..."
"I won't care anymore, so now do as you please!"
Bang!
The door closed and the sound of rough footsteps receded.
Kanna sighed as if she had finally been freed.
'...'
Countless thoughts rushed through her head.
Is he really reflecting on the past?
At first, she found him while running away from Orsini.
The alchemy lab was covered with dust. An abandoned room that no one seems to have used for a long time.
But why did he come here often?
Kanna wants to disappear. While she's here, it feels like she's in another world.
'Repentance?'
Numerous vials of medicine lined up on the table. She started at the bottle containing the reddest drug with dark eyes.
The drug she made one day at the age of 14...
It was a drug made to kill.
She'd rather die. Because she hoped for a painless death, he made a drug that slowly stopped her heart, like falling into sleep.
Although he failed to see the proper effect and died, it was a miserable life for 14 year old to make poison herself.
Who contributed to it? It is the Addis family.
But now you're reflecting?
' It's okay.'
The next moment, Kanna raised her head.
That's it. It's just that she is weak and she is shaking until here.
' I can't afford to be like this. Let's do what I have to do.'
***
" I met the Duke's wife."
Sylvien didn't raise his head. Even the tilt of the fountain pen in his hand was not disturbed.
He was so perfectly calm that he looked like a beautiful statue that couldn't hear anything.
"Looking at her up close, she was a very beautiful woman. She made my heart flutter. Hasn't the Duke ever been like that?"
"I didn't."
"It is strange. Duke, do you really like men?"
"No."
Signing the lower part of the document, Sylvien answered quietly. Argon, who was watching the scene, wrinkled his expression as if it was not funny.
"You don't seem to be really curious about anything."
"Yes."
"Aren't you curious about why I met the Duchess, how I held her in my arms and saw her frightened face?"
"Yes."
"I cut her with a sword, aren't you curious about that too?"
Only then did Sylvien's grip stop. Slowly he raised his head.
Straight and clear eyes without a handful of emotions look straight at Argon.
"Did you kill her?"
"Huh?"
At those words, Sylvien's eyes sank low. Frosty eyes in an instant. Argon added playfully.
"The spy who pretended to be a coachman, not the Duchess. She was a nuisance, so I just left her alone. But this time she just killed me."
"That's it."
"... Is that all?"
"Yes. She is not dead. So you will not have to find a new wife."
The problem that took away his concentration for a moment was over.
Argon grinned when Sylvien's head fall back without any regrets. A boyish playfulness lingers on his face.
"You know that my sword is mixed with magic stone, right? It's only a slight scratch, but it will bleed profusely. She would have fainted at least once."
"..."
Sylvien didn't even answer anymore, as if telling him not to even provide information because he wasn't interested. It was something he really didn't want to know.
"If such a beautiful woman were my wife, she would stick by my side every day and not fall apart. The Duke is really stupid."
"Okay."
"Aren't you really curious? Why did I meet Kanna?"
Argon giggled.
"Kanna, it looks like she is getting into something troublesome."
"I am not interested."
"Okay? I was just curious, that's why..."
" It's nothing for Your Highness to be involved in."
Crashing, the fountain pen dances gracefully. A tone like a breeze flowers in.
"Don't pay attention to Valentino's."
***
Fortunately, things went peacefully after that day.
Everything went smoothly except for one thing, when a large number of monsters appeared from the Black Fog, and father, Kalen, and Sylvienne Valentino led the knights on an expedition together.
However,
"I feel like I'm going to die from tickling!"
Clink!
A vase thrown by Amelia broke.
'What number is it?'
Amelia broke a bottle each time they met, so this is the fifth bottle so far.
It was a familiar behavior, so Kanna even wasn't surprised.
'Besides, she always throws in the opposite direction from where I am.'
And that's far enough that not even a drop of water splashed on Kanna.
In other words, there was no intention of hurting her, and Amelia was just struggling because she couldn't overcome the pain.
"Are you listening? I feel like I'm going to die from tickling! I'd rather just die!"
It wasn't a joke, Amelia really seemed to be going mad with pain.
"You said you'd give me a new drug! When is that...?"
"Even if it's not, it's finished today."
Kanna gently held out a glass of the bottle.
"I brought it."
"...!"
"I'm sorry for taking so long, Your Highness."
"Eh, if I put this on, it really doesn't itchy?"
"If you put it consistently, it will work. I will apply it now, so you can look carefully and apply it in the same way."
Kanna scooped out an appropriate amount of ointment from the glass bottle.
The name of this ointment is Zaungo.
It was also written and widely used for a long time from the Joseon Dynasty to the present.
It was one of the popular products in the online shopping mall Kanna operated in Korea.
'It's because the Empress gave us the ingredients late. After making it several times, it was easy to make.'
For a moment, she was curious. How is her internet shopping mall going?
'Joo-hwa must be well taken care of it, right?'
She doesn't even want the sales to rise. Please don't ruin it, Joo-hwa.
Kanna thought, rubbing ointment on Amelia's skin.
"Your Highness, did you hear that I received medicinal herbs from Her Majesty' yesterday?"
"Yes, I heard that Her Majesty passed it on to you."
"Yes. So far, I have only changed your lifestyle so that the disease does not get worse, and you can think of it as a full-fledged treatment from today."
Is it because she is giving the medicine? Amelia nodded like a docile sheep.
'But there are no scratch marks with fingernails.'
The Princess suddenly stopped taking the medicine she had been using before.
So, it must have been itchy, as if her skin was burning, but she seemed to have enduring kt as hard as she could.
As she chewed her lips, she shed tears, with all her might.
That terrible stubbornness, the desire to get better, the will to never give up.
Every time Kanna sees a patient like this, her heart breaks. She wanted to help in many ways.
She wanted to treat Amelia.
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