Surely the 'Diana' referred to here isn't me?
The moment I was about to say that, a familiar voice came into my ear.
[Listen to the voice of the sword Diana.]
I grimaced.
Then the knight sighed and said to me.
"It's something that can't be undone anyway. Why don't you take a break?"
Irreversible?
Before I could even ponder the meaning of those words, the carriage window closed.
Then as if it had been waiting, the carriage slowed down.
Judging from the commotion outside, it seemed we had arrived at Wilhelm's estate.
The Wilhelm Estate.
I recalled the Grand Duke's face, the last I saw before I died.
That face was as cold as ice.
The face that my father used to sing about as being handsome.
I never thought I would end up marrying such a handsome man.
Since I was fifteen, I've been obsessed with making swords.
To me, men were only the rough guys I met at the blacksmith's shop.
We were partners who couldn't see each other as a man or a woman.
'But... The Grand Duke will marry me?'
Was it because the sword I made was so good that Grand Duke Wilhelm decided to take me as his bride?
My sword is a sword that anyone would fall in love with.
But don't you still need my consent?
And from the beginning...
'How did you save me?'
I looked at the spot where the long sword had been stuck.
It must have pierced the heart and penetrated deep into the lungs.
I am a sword maker.
I know very well how a sword tears human flesh.
But I have never heard of a medical technique that can reattach a torn heart.
Then how...?
That was when.
The carriage, which had been crawling slowly, stopped.
At the same time, something popped out from inside my arms in reaction.
A small dagger.
I knew right away what it was.
It was the sword that first made a hole in a person's neck.
How did this get here?
(Listen to the sound of the sword.]
My father was chattering in my e \ar again.
What the hell.
Have you finally gone completely crazy?
The vision I see when I'm crazy is of my wedding to Armin Wilhelm.
Was I a blacksmith who could brighten a man's face like this?
I picked up the dagger with a sense of self-loathing.
It was the moment the dagger's handle touched my hand.
[Damn it. I'm going to go crazy?]
Are you really going to kill me?
What?
This time it wasn't my father's voice.
It was a little girl's voice.
Although his cute and young voice and his rough, old-man speech di )d not go together.
But this voice...
It wasn't that unfamiliar.
[Hey! I don't know. I'm letting go! Don't regret it later! You disobedient little shit. I told you clearly...]
What do you regret?
That was when.
The carriage door flew open.
Without realizing it, I hid the dagger inside the hem of my voluminous dress.
"Lady Diana, you really have to come out now."
Despite those words, I didn't move.
No, I couldn't move.
Because the dagger spoke again.
[Killing Armin Wilhelm is a really stupid thing to do. Diana Isla!]
***
I'm killing Armin Wilhelm?
The moment I heard those words.l, I closed the carriage door.
Then the knight knocked on the carriage door, seeming embarrassed.
"Lady Diana?"
Thought.
Let's think about it.
I remembered the name the dagger had said.
Diana Isla.
I've heard that name before.
My father and I lived near the estate of the Marquis of Isla.
Marquis Isla with a swollen face.
[Give me a chance to make a sword, blacksmith.]
I clearly remembered that face speaking in an unlucky tone.
And the stories that went around about him.
He had two wives, and it is said that he had a daughter by his first wife.
Her name is Diana Isla.
She was known for her bad temper, so it was an unwritten rule among the people of the territory to be careful not to offend her.
So I remember that name.
Diana.
The eldest daughter of Marquis Isla, who just so happens to have the same name as me.
But at that time, the eldest daughter of the Marquis was nine years old.
Are you old enough to get married already?
[What? You already have three kids when you're twenty.]
Twenty years old?
[It's because you were acting up about marrying that second Prince or something that it's so late!]
What? You even wanted to marry His Highness the Second Prince?
If you're the second Prince, then Walter...
He's Amin's younger brother, right?
This is totally ridiculous.
"Lady Diana!"
While I was listening to the dagger's voice, a knight came urging me from outside.
I felt like I had to answer now.
Let's think about it.
What would Diana Isla say at this moment?
Diana Isla, whose temper was so foul that it was rumored throughout the vast territory.
Diana Isla ends up marrying the older brother of the man she likes.
Then...
"Be quiet! I'll be leaving soon!"
This should be about right.
And my prediction was right.
It was quiet outside.
It was good.
But there was a bigger problem here.
Here.
This talking dagger.
Why on earth am I talking to this dagger?
[Don't you know that? You're a sword too! You idiot.]
What?
[Damn, you think you're a human even with that kind of sword energy. You idiot, give me that good sword energy. Even the heavens are fucking crazy.]
Those words brought a certain scene to mind for me.
I was dying as a giant sword sheath under the moonlight.
At that time, my body became one with the sword.
Then surely at that time...
[Yeah. You just realized that. That's why you hear the voice of the sword, you punk.]
The moment I heard those words, my father's voice came to mind.
The voice of the sword.
The voice of my father telling me to listen to the voice of the sword.
My father used to say that great swords have souls.
They call it the Sword Spirit, and it is the blacksmith's wish to hear the sound of the Sword Spirit.
[I wish these damn swords would at least tell me if they hurt or if they're lacking something.]
But that was just some nonsense passed down among blacksmiths.
It's a joke that you tell while laughing in front of a fire when you're drunk.
Now that I think about it, my voice became quite hoarse when I was young, spending time with those old men.
[Are you talking like an old man with your bratty tone?]
It was something the blacksmiths always said.
[Hey, if you're going to do it, do it quickly. Or don't. But are you really going to kill your husband? And die with him? No, right?]
At that moment, a dagger interrupted my thoughts.
Kill my husband?
thought about the last time I saw Armin's face.
No matter how much you liked the Second Prince, you were going to kill such a handsome man and die with him?
Diana Isla.
I am me, but you are you too.
It means that you were just as crazy as I was, the one who committed suicide by stabbing herself in the head with a sword.
There seems to be something wrong with the name Diana.
[Do you think that arrogant guy who became the Emperor would look at you?]
My eyes widened at those words.
Walter became Emperor?
[I have been given to the bastard of the bastard of the old man.]
So that means Walter won.
My father's 'gram' won...
I remembered Gram's sparkling eyes.
I thrust the dagger deep Into the back of my dress. A cool sensation brushed my lower back.
[Ugh!]
At the same time, a scream burst out from the dagger.
[I don't want to live! What. It's scary!]
...?
You said you would have just cut Walter's throat?
[Ah. no! It's not scary, it's just gross! Ugh, ahem.]
I don't think so...
I hid my doubts and opened the carriage door wide.
Then the eyes of the people outside were seen growing wide.
I motioned to the driver, who was urging me on, with one hand on the carriage door.
"Hey."
"Yes? Yes?"
The knight's face was distorted by that ruffian-like attitude.
But I, who had never learned the manners of the nobles, paid no attention and pointed to the road leading from where the carriage was parked.
At the end of the road stood a man.
A man with a large stature and build who can be seen from afar.
A man who just looks at me with a displeased expression even in the wind that feels like a knife piercing my skin.
Armin Wilhelm.
He was the man who should have been the master of my sword.
"If I walk that far, does that mean I can't get married?"
"If you pay until midnight you will be fine."
"..."
Oh, my goodness.
I hadn't thought about that before.
It's nothing.
Just do it.
I looked at Armin with sparkling eyes.
It turned out well.
Walter is alive.
Gram is alive.
And most of all, you're alive.
You can start over from here.
Again... you just have to kill Gram.
I jumped out of the carriage without even being escorted by the knight.
It was the first appearance of Grand Duchess Wilhelm that shocked everyone.
***
Armin's adjutant muttered as he watched the scene from afar.
"Do you hate marriage that much?"
Armin's adjutant, Pares, glanced at his lord.
But Armin was just looking at Diana Isla, who would soon become Diana Wilhelm. who was walking towards him with a blank expression.
"Your gait is quite awkward."
Armin's eyebrows furrowed slightly.
"It seems like she's coming to kill, not to marry."
He said this as he looked at his bride walking towards him with great momentum, like a general heading to battle.
A woman with curly light pink hair, a pure white face, and light green eyes like a doll.
Does the woman who is about to become the Grand Duchess really think that this gait suits her?
As Armin took the cask out of his arms and took a sip of the wine, Pares frowned.
"No matter what, it's a bit much to smell like alcohol at a wedding..."
"Why? I think I should give that woman a sip too. Anyway..."
Armin's eyes became clouded.
"... Isn't this a wedding that would be hard to endure with a clear mind? For that woman, and for me."
It was when Armin was muttering while holding the cask of alcohol.
The bride, who had been walking briskly, suddenly stopped in front of Armin.
Armin chuckled, looking at that slightly angry face.
'Am I going to get hit again today?'
It was when he held out the cask to Diana with such thoughts in his mind.
"Would you like a sip too?"
Pares averted his eyes, expecting Diana to lift Armin's chin at any moment.
But at that moment.
Diana took the cask of wine offered to her and drank it in gulps.
It was when everyone around them who saw it was shocked.
Diana roughly wiped the corner of her mouth with the back of her hand, which was wrapped in a beautiful dress, then looked at Armin and asked.
"What should I do now?"
Her expression was solemn.
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