It's nothing.
The first night.
Just do it.
Did you say that...?
I?
[Hey, you're scared. Is that how it is at first? Close your eyes and fall asleep!]
The dagger stuck in my back began to chatter as soon as it found its freedom.
What are you talking about, falling down?
The Empire's greatest sword master?
It was a mistake to take out a dagger as soon as I entered the honeymoon room.
Honeymoon room...
I touched my forehead at those disturbing words.
The wedding took place in an instant.
In fact, there was no progress whatsoever.
The maid of the castle placed a crown on my head, and Armin, who had been drinking from a cask, put a wedding ring on me with an annoyed expression on his face as the priest instructed.
And...
[Now, for the wedding, the bride and groom kiss each other!]
At the priest's words, Armin stood crookedly and glared at the priest.
[I hope you've kept up the good work. I don't intend to be a spectate for everyone here.]
What exactly did that mean?
If you thought kissing was just a spectacle, couldn't you have just skipped the first night.
But why am I here.?
[Armin, he's handsome. He has the kind of face I like. He's strong and what? I wish I could be held in those strong hands.]
Are all the swordsmen just perverts like this?
And in the first place, being handsome and having to sleep together are two different things!
Of course, I also know very well how to do sex by hearing it from the blacksmith uncles, but...
Ugh. My ears are rotting...
[...Where did you learn such dirty things... You have no dignity, no dignity.]
What.
Isn't this it?
Do nobles spend their nights more elegantly than this?
'But you don't have any dignity to begin with.'
I started shaking my legs as I stood leaning against the fireplace.
[You have a pretty face, but why do you speak like that? Who are you?]
The one who created you.
[What?]
Why are you in Diana Isla's hands in the first place?
Actually, I was curious.
This dagger was lost during the five years I was wandering.
[So you're that kid? That tough kid? Not the face?]
Of course, it's different. It must be the same. I'm Diana Isla now...
[Oh, we're destined to be together... No, our relationship is not ordinary.]
This guy talks a lot.
I didn't know it was this kind of thing when I made it.
But thanks to this guy's rambling.
I was able to get a rough idea of the situation with Diana Isla and Armin Wilhelm.
Marquis Isla has been a close associate of Walter since ancient times.
Marquis Isla took care of all the dirty work Walter asked him to do. That's why when Walter ascended to the throne. Marquis Isla naturally thought that his daughter would become Empress.
And Diana Isla seemed to think so too.
But who is Walter?
'That sly bastard.'
As soon as Walter ascended to the throne, he wanted to find a woman who could provide him with more solid support, and Diana Isla was abandoned.
It was even Walter who hatched the grand plan to marry Diana Isla, who loved him, to his older brother, Armin.
Whatever deal was struck between the Marquis of Isla and Walter, the marriage was decided in an instant, and neither Armin nor Diana could resist.
Armin was in a situation where he had to pay a huge compensation to Walter after his defeat, and Diana was practically the property of her father.
So there is only one way to invalidate this marriage...
Diana tried to kill Armin with this dagger.
[Yeah, a crazy guy had a crazy idea.]
I don't know if it's just because of what Dagger said, but Diana Isla really seemed like a crazy person.
Walter is obviously a cunning guy, but you're trying to stake your future on him.
Did you really love Walter?
Love.
I didn't believe in love between men and women.
That kind of love is easily changed and distorted.
Iron was more trustworthy.
A solid iron that does not change easily.
[Anyway, you bought me by saying you would kill Armin.]
I put down the jingling dagger.
Then, in an instant, the sound disappeared.
If you don't touch it, you can't hear it?
So what was it like when I met Gram?
[You came to me, Diana.]
Now that I think about it, it was definitely Gram's voice.
Gram.
It was as if it had been waiting for me.
Even though it's out of my reach.
Does the size of the 'voice' also change depending on the sword's ability?
It was when I raised my head with that thought...
A sword hanging above the fireplace caught my eye.
"..."
That's ridiculous.
I bit my lip.
This...
It's here.
My heart started beating fast.
A sword with a broken waist caught my eye.
No matter how badly it was damaged, I recognized the sword at a glance.
This is
It's 'Gram'.
So, not the gram that Walter had, but a different gram.
This is the sword I made.
I named the sword I made 'Gram'.
In the hope that this 'gram' will beat that 'gram.
So, in the hope that Walter's 'Gram' will completely disappear from the world.
My father's masterpiece and my father's mistake.
I wanted to erase it completely from the world.
To do that, I created my own 'gram'.
But I thought I would never be able to meet that 'Gram' again after losing to that 'Gram'...
I let out a ragged breath and reached out my hand.
It was the moment when 'Gram' touched my fingertips.
I expected to hear a voice, but what came to me was not a voice.
It was a memory.
Not the memories of 'Gram', but the memories of 'Diana Isla'.
***
"Ugh. Ugh..."
It was when I was holding the sword and breathing heavily.
Someone behind me let out a hollow laugh.
"As expected, you were planning a war, not a wedding."
"..."
When I turned around, Armin Wilhelm was standing in the doorway.
The handsome man pointed to the sword I was holding as if he wasn't surprised.
My strong arms and shoulders that had allowed me to lift this sword with one hand in my previous life were long gone.
I was now trembling even though I was holding the sword with both hands.
"It would have been a good plan if you could move that sword. Too bad."
As he said this, he came into the dark bridal suite.
Damn it.
Damn it.
I heard his footsteps.
As his body drew closer, Armin was plunged into complete darkness, then suddenly illuminated by the firelight from the fireplace.
His golden eyes came into view.
We were looking at each other in the firelight of the fireplace.
A bride with a sword and an archduke looking at her.
This really can't be anything but a bizarre picture.
Even as I thought that I did not put down my sword.
I looked at the Archduke with my sword tightly gripped.
I stared as if entranced at the Archduke's golden eyes flashing
It was because of Diana Isla's memories.
[If it were me, I would have died.]
Everyone found out.
How Diana Isla and Armin Wilhelm's marriage came to fruition.
This marriage was a product of the excessive greed of the Marquis Isla, the stupidity of Diana Isla, and the meanness of Walter Kainen.
Diana Isla has been visiting the palace since she was very young and has volunteered to be Walter's childhood friend.
Of course, it all started with the Marquis of Isla.
The Marquis, who wanted to make his daughter the Crown Princess, kept pushing Diana in front of Walter.
They often stayed in the palace for several days, using the excuse that they wanted to give her a birthday present in person, that their daughter caught a cold because it rained on the way to the palace, or that they wanted to discuss estate matters.
Every time that happened, Walter would smile and laugh in front of Diana Isla.
[Pink hair like a tulip. Diana.]
[..!]
[A man who can have you will be lucky.]
Yes.
If her father's dullness had not been passed on to his daughter, Diana Isla would have noticed it long ago.
Walter's sweet words were nothing more than an illusion whispered by the cunning second Prince to gain support from the Marquis of Isla to increase his power.
But Diana Isla was stupid.
The girl with the pink hair, doll-like iris, and a pure white face really thought like a doll.
[I think he loves me!!]
At Diana Isla's words, which were full of anticipation, the Marquis began to dream of making his daughter the Crown Prince's consort.
The dream swelled, swelled, and swelled even more until it grew in volume without fear of the sky.
The Marquis of Isla could no longer be satisfied with Diana being the Crown Princess.
He wanted to make his daughter Empress.
The idea that Walter could become Emperor if Armin Wilhelm were not there.
There was nothing wrong with the idea itself, but the Marquis of Isla underestimated Walter's desires.
Walter pretended to be engaged to Diana Isla and used the Marquis of Isla to assassinate the late Emperor.
Walter, who killed the former Emperor, took control of the imperial palace and fought Armin Wilhelm.
[Armin Wilhelm storms in.]
Armin Wilhelm.
Armin was also in Diana Isla's memories.
The lowly Walter took the Third Princess hostage and made her stand at the edge of the castle wall and threatened Armin Wilhelm, telling him that he would challenge him to a duel if he came to the wall alone.
Armin Wilhelm followed Walter's instructions and went up to the castle walls alone, not allowing any soldiers to come near.
Armin alone cut down dozens and hundreds of soldiers.
His gauntlets were caked with the blood of the soldiers, and his face was even more so.
But there was not a single wound on his body.
In his hand was a 'gram' that seemed to have become one with his body.
My 'gram', not my father's 'gram'.
[It looks like the wrath of a God, not a human being, Walter.]
And Diana Isla saw the sight and commented.
What did Walter answer?
He fixed his sparkling golden eyes on Armin and answered like this.
[Shut up, Diana.]
Stupid Diana.
And stupid Armin Wilhelm...
Walter continued to send out his men, pretending to go outside the walls and challenge Armin to a duel.
Phew!
Phew!
Armin's eyes flashed with rage, and Gram's eyes grew darker and darker as he drank the soldiers' blood.
Only after dozens of soldiers died in place of Walter did Walter stand before Armin, leading dozens more soldiers.
The duel between the two men began, and it was obvious to anyone that it was unfavorable for Armin.
Armin cut off dozens of heads again and stood before Walter.
Even though the blood was calm and the flesh was sticky, his gram was not tired at all.
It just kept growing more and more red.
On the wall were the third Princess with a dangerous face, Yuli, and also Diana Isla.
Two swords clashed in front of everyone.
Red and blue lights are intertwined.
Just one competition.
But I could already tell that it was over just by that.
The blue light was eating up the red light.
Ching!
My gram began to crack with a sharp sound.
A smile appeared on Walter's face.
A blue glow from my father's gram enveloped Walter.
[You can't beat me.]
It was my father's voice.
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