Geneon looked at Simone with extremely sensitive eyes on his pale skin that was almost pure white, and long blue hair that was tied up neatly and hung over his right shoulder.
The man in front of her was someone who fit the description of a beauty very well.
'What, what is it...'
I don't know this kind of person...
Simone was very embarrassed.
A man she had never seen before was looking at her with a sensitive expression as if he thought she was pathetic, and his hand was holding Simone's hand.
The man's hands that wrapped around her hand were extremely affectionate and warm, contrary to her expression.
What the heck is this...
How should I accept this situation?
As Simone quickly pulled away her frozen hand, the man clicked his tongue again and said, “Tsk.”
“I didn’t even read your thoughts, but I can clearly see what you’re thinking from your expression.”
"...Yes?"
Huh? The voice sounds familiar.
...No way. Hey, no way.
“Ge...Geneon?”
"Yes."
Simone's eyes grew so wide that she couldn't get any bigger.
Then, the beauty in front of her smiled warmly without even knowing why Simone was surprised.
“Yes, thanks to you the curse was lifted.”
No, she's not surprised that the curse was lifted.
“But you still can’t tell the difference between a teacher and a disciple. It seems I haven’t taught you properly.”
“...Wow. Cognitive dissonance is crazy.”
"What?"
Lie.
No matter how much she thinks about it, she can't believe that the black cat is that person.
Of course, she thought the curse would be lifted now that Anasis was dead, but no one told her that Geneon was such a beauty.
Geneon tilted his head, wondering why Simone was acting strangely, but opened his mouth again.
“It’s your first time seeing me as a person, so I understand it’s awkward. But more importantly, how is your body? You’ve been unconscious for a month.”
"Ah."
Simone barely came to her senses and started feeling around and moving her body.
Compared to how serious it was when she had to lie down for a month, she feels fine now. She feels a little refreshed.
“No problem.”
Simone looked around.
It is not the Grand Duchess of Illeston, but it is something that is insanely splendid to anyone who sees it, and it is staying within the palace.
That means.
“The healers must have worked hard.”
Simone said with a hearty laugh.
Is that all you can say in this situation? Geneon glared at Simone.
“This time you almost died. Do you know how many healers’ lives were at stake to save just you!”
“You risked your life? Was the Emperor such a tyrant?”
“It wasn’t the Emperor. It was the healers who risked their lives.”
Geneon chuckled as he recalled the time when her treatment was in full swing.
Thinking back, it was truly an absurd sight.
“Mom, you must risk your life to save the hero of the empire!”
“What? You’re running out of mana? Even if you don’t have any, spit it out! Who cares if your thing falls over or not! Hey, come out! I’ll do it!”
“What? The priest fainted? So? Then why don’t you bring another priest!”
“Pour healing spells on her until your collapses! Think that if the healing is interrupted even for a moment, her lifeline will be cut off along with it! T-This isn’t just talk!”
The sight of the usually polite and arrogant healers running around in a daze, falling down one by one, without any tactics, treating Simone was beyond astonishing, almost madness-like.
Were the healers impressed by Simone's performance?
Although they were impressed, they were not noblemen who would risk their lives to treat someone who was not even a member of the royal family.
So was there a strict order from the Emperor or the Crown Prince?
That wasn't it either. In what world would the image of the royal family be damaged if they put the lives of many healers at stake to save commoner heroes?
Louis didn't say anything and just brought a bunch of healers into the room.
'And I kept my eyes wide open and watched until the treatment was over.'
The Crown Prince does not return to his castle and puts silent pressure on him, and the Emperor stops by every now and then to ask about Simone's condition.
For some reason, the Serk Empire also sent capable priests and sent letters wishing Simone safety.
Of course, her guardians, the Grand Duke and Grand Duchess of Illestone, also brought all kinds of medicines and talents, putting a great burden on them, and on top of that, the people sent gifts every day, so the healers and priests had no choice but to give up the thought of voluntarily leaving work.
“Think of yourself as a friend of the Crown Prince and a hero of the empire, living a life of luxury. Even you, with that much venom, would have died long ago.”
Geneon tapped Simone on the back of her hand as if urging her. Then Simone's expression became strange.
Even when he was a cat, he used to press the back of her hand with his front paw, but when he did that as a human, it felt quite awkward.
Geneon sighed deeply, not knowing whether he knew her feelings or not, and spoke in a calm voice.
“Anyway, it’s okay since you’re awake. It’s been a month... Before people barge in, I should tell them what happened.”
Simone shook her head.
“Before that, let me tell you about Geneon.”
The royal family would have taken care of other matters. For Simone, Geneon's work was the most important thing.
"How is it?"
Geneon managed to understand and answer the question, which contained many meanings.
“As you can see, I’m fine thanks to you.”
Anasis was destroyed by Simone. And after a while, Geneon's curse was naturally lifted.
It still looks the same as it did 350 years ago when it was cursed.
With all his youth, knowledge, and even mana remaining intact.
It was all thanks to Simone using teleportation as an excuse to overflow her mana through the Saint's desire.
If things had gone as planned, as soon as Anasis' curse was lifted, Geneon's life would have rapidly aged and disappeared, leaving only bones behind.
Thanks to Simone, he was able to live a little longer.
Maybe from now on he can live the rest of his life growing old like a normal human being.
“...”
Geneon looked at Simone silently.
Simone's mana that came through the Saint's desire was quite large in quantity.
Because of that, the battle with Anasis would have been very difficult, but she willingly gave up her mana knowing that.
“Thank you.”
“If you are grateful, live long. I am truly blessed.”
“If you’re grateful, you’ll live long. I’ve thought about it for a long time, but your choice of words is really strange. I told you. You’re a national hero now. You’ll be standing in front of people a lot, so please say something more elegant-”
Simone smiled faintly, ignoring Geneon's nagging.
Happy.
It's a bit sad that the cute cat is gone, but isn't it nice that Geneon is still alive and well?
If you live, that's enough.
“When I speak, listen carefully.”
Geneon sighed deeply as he realized belatedly that Simone was not listening to him.
“Yes. What am I supposed to say? Enough with my story. Let me tell you what’s happened so far.”
The story that Geneon told was exactly what Simone had expected before she fainted.
With Anasis gone, the morale of the assembled soldiers rose higher than ever.
The demons who lost their leader were instantly subdued by humans and died without being able to return to the demon world.
The rift in the sky that opened with the Demon King's resurrection closed with the death of Anasis, and peace finally returned to the world.
Of course, it will take a long time to restore the devastated country and compensate the meritorious and the victims, but fortunately, the royal family of the Luan Empire is very conscientious and smart.
You will do well on your own, foolishly.
“Abel and his party are said to be helping the Crown Prince by going around the country to check on the damage. And the curse of the Illeston family...”
Geneon, who had been talking for a while, suddenly opened his eyes wide and looked back.
Knock, knock, the sound of someone's shoes could be heard in the hallway.
“They’re coming. Hear the story of Illestone from them directly.”
As Geneon said that and got up from his seat, the door opened and Grand Duke Illeston and Grand Duchess Florier came in.
“...Oh my God, am I dreaming right now?”
Florier walked quickly to Simone and took her hand.
Ahs came here after hearing in advance that Simone had woken up, but seeing Simon actually open her eyes made her feel emotional.
“I’m so glad. I really...”
“Your Highness the Grand Duchess?”
Florier stroked Simone's hand several times, not knowing what to do, and finally hugged her.
Simone's pupils were shaking violently as she looked at the Grand Duke of Ileston urgently, but he also looked like he was about to cry and was quietly checking Simone's condition.
There is no hope. If she continues like this, she will die.
They only had to experience it once to feel what it felt like for a parent to see their child dying without hope.
Hearing such things from Jace and Simone, Florier, who already thought of Simone as her own daughter, had to spend each day feeling like her life was being shortened.
“Hey, stop over there!”
Eventually, Simone, who had been holding Florier in her stiff and broken arms, could not endure this awkward reunion and pushed her away.
“Please sit down. I’m fine.”
“...Yeah, fortunately, you seem to be okay.”
Illeston barely managed to compose himself and sat Florier, whose handkerchief was still soaked with tears, on the chair.
Then he sat down next to Florier, still unable to take his eyes off Simone.
Simone was the first to speak, as she could never bear to see Illeston speak with that cold face, so to speak, with such worry and so-called croaky words.
“Now that Anasis is gone, the curse on the mansion is gone too, right?”
Illeston's expression hardened for a moment at that question, but soon regained his usual expression and answered in a calm voice.
“Most of them are gone. But not all of them are gone.”
There's something that hasn't disappeared?
Simone's head tilted as if she didn't understand.
The man in front of her was someone who fit the description of a beauty very well.
'What, what is it...'
I don't know this kind of person...
Simone was very embarrassed.
A man she had never seen before was looking at her with a sensitive expression as if he thought she was pathetic, and his hand was holding Simone's hand.
The man's hands that wrapped around her hand were extremely affectionate and warm, contrary to her expression.
What the heck is this...
How should I accept this situation?
As Simone quickly pulled away her frozen hand, the man clicked his tongue again and said, “Tsk.”
“I didn’t even read your thoughts, but I can clearly see what you’re thinking from your expression.”
"...Yes?"
Huh? The voice sounds familiar.
...No way. Hey, no way.
“Ge...Geneon?”
"Yes."
Simone's eyes grew so wide that she couldn't get any bigger.
Then, the beauty in front of her smiled warmly without even knowing why Simone was surprised.
“Yes, thanks to you the curse was lifted.”
No, she's not surprised that the curse was lifted.
“But you still can’t tell the difference between a teacher and a disciple. It seems I haven’t taught you properly.”
“...Wow. Cognitive dissonance is crazy.”
"What?"
Lie.
No matter how much she thinks about it, she can't believe that the black cat is that person.
Of course, she thought the curse would be lifted now that Anasis was dead, but no one told her that Geneon was such a beauty.
Geneon tilted his head, wondering why Simone was acting strangely, but opened his mouth again.
“It’s your first time seeing me as a person, so I understand it’s awkward. But more importantly, how is your body? You’ve been unconscious for a month.”
"Ah."
Simone barely came to her senses and started feeling around and moving her body.
Compared to how serious it was when she had to lie down for a month, she feels fine now. She feels a little refreshed.
“No problem.”
Simone looked around.
It is not the Grand Duchess of Illeston, but it is something that is insanely splendid to anyone who sees it, and it is staying within the palace.
That means.
“The healers must have worked hard.”
Simone said with a hearty laugh.
Is that all you can say in this situation? Geneon glared at Simone.
“This time you almost died. Do you know how many healers’ lives were at stake to save just you!”
“You risked your life? Was the Emperor such a tyrant?”
“It wasn’t the Emperor. It was the healers who risked their lives.”
Geneon chuckled as he recalled the time when her treatment was in full swing.
Thinking back, it was truly an absurd sight.
“Mom, you must risk your life to save the hero of the empire!”
“What? You’re running out of mana? Even if you don’t have any, spit it out! Who cares if your thing falls over or not! Hey, come out! I’ll do it!”
“What? The priest fainted? So? Then why don’t you bring another priest!”
“Pour healing spells on her until your collapses! Think that if the healing is interrupted even for a moment, her lifeline will be cut off along with it! T-This isn’t just talk!”
The sight of the usually polite and arrogant healers running around in a daze, falling down one by one, without any tactics, treating Simone was beyond astonishing, almost madness-like.
Were the healers impressed by Simone's performance?
Although they were impressed, they were not noblemen who would risk their lives to treat someone who was not even a member of the royal family.
So was there a strict order from the Emperor or the Crown Prince?
That wasn't it either. In what world would the image of the royal family be damaged if they put the lives of many healers at stake to save commoner heroes?
Louis didn't say anything and just brought a bunch of healers into the room.
'And I kept my eyes wide open and watched until the treatment was over.'
The Crown Prince does not return to his castle and puts silent pressure on him, and the Emperor stops by every now and then to ask about Simone's condition.
For some reason, the Serk Empire also sent capable priests and sent letters wishing Simone safety.
Of course, her guardians, the Grand Duke and Grand Duchess of Illestone, also brought all kinds of medicines and talents, putting a great burden on them, and on top of that, the people sent gifts every day, so the healers and priests had no choice but to give up the thought of voluntarily leaving work.
“Think of yourself as a friend of the Crown Prince and a hero of the empire, living a life of luxury. Even you, with that much venom, would have died long ago.”
Geneon tapped Simone on the back of her hand as if urging her. Then Simone's expression became strange.
Even when he was a cat, he used to press the back of her hand with his front paw, but when he did that as a human, it felt quite awkward.
Geneon sighed deeply, not knowing whether he knew her feelings or not, and spoke in a calm voice.
“Anyway, it’s okay since you’re awake. It’s been a month... Before people barge in, I should tell them what happened.”
Simone shook her head.
“Before that, let me tell you about Geneon.”
The royal family would have taken care of other matters. For Simone, Geneon's work was the most important thing.
"How is it?"
Geneon managed to understand and answer the question, which contained many meanings.
“As you can see, I’m fine thanks to you.”
Anasis was destroyed by Simone. And after a while, Geneon's curse was naturally lifted.
It still looks the same as it did 350 years ago when it was cursed.
With all his youth, knowledge, and even mana remaining intact.
It was all thanks to Simone using teleportation as an excuse to overflow her mana through the Saint's desire.
If things had gone as planned, as soon as Anasis' curse was lifted, Geneon's life would have rapidly aged and disappeared, leaving only bones behind.
Thanks to Simone, he was able to live a little longer.
Maybe from now on he can live the rest of his life growing old like a normal human being.
“...”
Geneon looked at Simone silently.
Simone's mana that came through the Saint's desire was quite large in quantity.
Because of that, the battle with Anasis would have been very difficult, but she willingly gave up her mana knowing that.
“Thank you.”
“If you are grateful, live long. I am truly blessed.”
“If you’re grateful, you’ll live long. I’ve thought about it for a long time, but your choice of words is really strange. I told you. You’re a national hero now. You’ll be standing in front of people a lot, so please say something more elegant-”
Simone smiled faintly, ignoring Geneon's nagging.
Happy.
It's a bit sad that the cute cat is gone, but isn't it nice that Geneon is still alive and well?
If you live, that's enough.
“When I speak, listen carefully.”
Geneon sighed deeply as he realized belatedly that Simone was not listening to him.
“Yes. What am I supposed to say? Enough with my story. Let me tell you what’s happened so far.”
***
The story that Geneon told was exactly what Simone had expected before she fainted.
With Anasis gone, the morale of the assembled soldiers rose higher than ever.
The demons who lost their leader were instantly subdued by humans and died without being able to return to the demon world.
The rift in the sky that opened with the Demon King's resurrection closed with the death of Anasis, and peace finally returned to the world.
Of course, it will take a long time to restore the devastated country and compensate the meritorious and the victims, but fortunately, the royal family of the Luan Empire is very conscientious and smart.
You will do well on your own, foolishly.
“Abel and his party are said to be helping the Crown Prince by going around the country to check on the damage. And the curse of the Illeston family...”
Geneon, who had been talking for a while, suddenly opened his eyes wide and looked back.
Knock, knock, the sound of someone's shoes could be heard in the hallway.
“They’re coming. Hear the story of Illestone from them directly.”
As Geneon said that and got up from his seat, the door opened and Grand Duke Illeston and Grand Duchess Florier came in.
“...Oh my God, am I dreaming right now?”
Florier walked quickly to Simone and took her hand.
Ahs came here after hearing in advance that Simone had woken up, but seeing Simon actually open her eyes made her feel emotional.
“I’m so glad. I really...”
“Your Highness the Grand Duchess?”
Florier stroked Simone's hand several times, not knowing what to do, and finally hugged her.
Simone's pupils were shaking violently as she looked at the Grand Duke of Ileston urgently, but he also looked like he was about to cry and was quietly checking Simone's condition.
There is no hope. If she continues like this, she will die.
They only had to experience it once to feel what it felt like for a parent to see their child dying without hope.
Hearing such things from Jace and Simone, Florier, who already thought of Simone as her own daughter, had to spend each day feeling like her life was being shortened.
“Hey, stop over there!”
Eventually, Simone, who had been holding Florier in her stiff and broken arms, could not endure this awkward reunion and pushed her away.
“Please sit down. I’m fine.”
“...Yeah, fortunately, you seem to be okay.”
Illeston barely managed to compose himself and sat Florier, whose handkerchief was still soaked with tears, on the chair.
Then he sat down next to Florier, still unable to take his eyes off Simone.
Simone was the first to speak, as she could never bear to see Illeston speak with that cold face, so to speak, with such worry and so-called croaky words.
“Now that Anasis is gone, the curse on the mansion is gone too, right?”
Illeston's expression hardened for a moment at that question, but soon regained his usual expression and answered in a calm voice.
“Most of them are gone. But not all of them are gone.”
There's something that hasn't disappeared?
Simone's head tilted as if she didn't understand.
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