I watched the servants set up additional tables and set desserts in front of us.
"Isn't this a bit bad, Eudela?"
It was overwhelming to see people moving as if they were going to set up a dessert buffet.
However, Eudela looked more sullen than I did.
"No??? Our Princess has come, but it's right for them to do this."
"...Oh, that's right."
Have you ever seen such a shameless maid?
I clicked my tongue at the amazing Eudela, who filled Carol's void, and she looked at my head and opened her mouth carefully.
"It's a hair that suits the Princess very well, but can you see the Duke like this?"
"What's wrong with my head.. Huh?"
The hair was tied up as much as possible to work, or rather, it wasn't even, it was almost Iike wearing a topcoat.
Rudnine can't watch me like this!
"Am I crazy?"
When I asked about my condition, Eudela shrugged.
"So I called the Princess over and over again, do you know now?"
Eudela pouted in resentment and continued.
"But the Princess has very clear features and a beautiful head, so this kind of hair looks so good. The only flaw is that there is no decoration."
"...That's not the problem. I need to loosen my hair."
"Why? I should show you this beautiful head of the Princess, right?"
While Eudela, who pointed out the wrong problem, the chief butler, who had gone out to visit Rudnine in the training camp, reappeared.
He was very troubled.
"Why?"
"I went to the training camp myself... The atmosphere was bloody, no, serious, or rather, he was practicing seriously."
Bloody, serious, serious practice?
The chief butler avoided my gaze, put his hands together, and continued to speak politely.
"When I asked again, he issued a strict congratulatory decree not to let anyone in until the training was over."
"No one?"
"Yes, I heard that the Duke himself told me not to talk to him until all fifty elite knights brought from the estate have fallen."
"Oh my God. Do you practice so hard in the first place?"
I asked with pure admiration.
Once you enter the training, you are so focused.
After all, he didn't become a sword master for nothing, and I said that it was cool, and I trembled to myself.
However, the chief butler replied restlessly.
"I don't know... However. I heard that even in the Iels' estate, he has never trained them so badly. The knights guessed that there was something uncomfortable about him."
I listened to the chief butler's words and opened my eyes.
What could make Rudnine angry?
I remembered him staring at me in the hallway in front of my room the other day, frowning painfully and exhaling heavily.
'What the hell is going on?'
I'm worried.
It was hurtful and bitter that the person I liked was going through a hard time.
I knew it was a big place, but I couldn't stand it, so I asked cautiously.
"Do you know what is going on with the Duke?"
However, the chief butler shook his head and let out a long sigh.
"I don't know. Since the day he went to the Argenthoz mansion, he hasn't slept, he hasn't eaten, and he's been in the military camp."
"I see..."
Training without sleeping.
After all, the Sword Master's physical strength is enormous.
'Such a great person even learns magic.'
Thinking of the conversation I had with Barden, I felt sorry for myself for wasting time here.
This continued to bother me, and after eating some of the desserts brought by Madam Floria and Eudela, I got up.
Oh, of course, I ate a lot, a lot, a lot of desserts prepared for me.
Yvonne has a great stomach, too.
I said to Mada. Floria and the butler who admired my amount of food.
"Well, I'll just go back. He was busy, but I came without making an appointment in advance. I can't interfere."
"Oh, but just a little longer!"
"No, I'm going. I ate well. Would you like to pass this on to the Duke instead? I was going to give him a gift, but I forgot about it, so I'm here to deliver it to him."
"Oh, yes, I understand."
I handed the chief butler a fountain pen wrapped in a handkerchief that I was carrying.
Not only a fountain pen, but also a handkerchief was just my own greed.
It didn't matter if Rudnine hated it and threw away the handkerchief.
I just wanted to express that this is my heart.
And I wrote poetry in my heart.
Sometimes I shed tears...
Goodbye, with my first love...
I'll put it in a handkerchief and let you go... I like it... crying...
I leave the cruel and brilliant first love....
After a long time, I was filled with the sensibility of the lovesick disease, and I stared at the fountain pen wrapped in a handkerchief in the head butler's hand.
Then, I cleaned up my regrets and left the drawing room.
"I'm already gone..."
"No!"
Ignoring the eyes of the employees of the Iels Mansion who openly expressed their regrets, I walked out vigorously.
Eudela and Lord Roden, who were following me, were even more upset and added one word at a time.
"Are you really going to go without seeing the Duke?"
"There's no way the Duke won't meet the Princess..."
"Sir Roden, stop being mistaken."
I sighed inwardly and looked back at them.
"Yes, I came here impulsively. Now that I have achieved my true purpose, I will go back."
I spoke resolutely like a general on a mission and got into a simple carriage heading to the main gate.
As I drove through the main road in a very comfortable, simple carriage, I stared at the garden and the main building of the Iels Mansion.
Before I knew it, the main entrance was getting closer.
It's a pity that it feels very short.
I will never come again.
My heart ached, but I got out of the carriage and left the front door with Eudela and Sir Roden without looking back.
Goodbye, Rudd.
I greeted him again and found the Argenthoz family's carriage waiting not far away.
I tried to go back to work quickly, but I didn't feel like riding in a carriage now.
The Rhodia grass business was also ruined, and I was very depressed because my first love had just ended.
So I walked away, glancing at Lord Roden.
"I want to walk a little. Tell the carriage to follow slowly behind me."
"Yes, I understand, Princess."
While Lord Roden went to speak to the coachman, I began to walk with Eudela.
"Let's go."
"Yes, Princess."
The haze was rising on the road due to the scorching sun.
When I looked up at the sky, it was so blue and clear
Wow.
"It's hot."
...And I'm sad.
I wiped away a stream of sweat from my eyelids with the back of my hand.
This is sweat from my forehead... It's not flowing from the eyes.
"I need to bring a parasol."
"That's how it should be. It's dirty and hot."
I agreed with Eudela's words and fanned my hand. But suddenly, I heard a voice in the distance.
"Yvonne!"
Hmm... Oh, I hear auditory hallucinations. Did I eat something hot because it was too hot? There was no way I could hear Rudd's voice, the man who was so desperate.
"Yvonne Argenthoz!"
But I heard it again. This time, my full name is loud. I stopped walking with a feeling of 'no way' and slowly turned around.
There...
***
"Ugh!"
"...Aaah!"
It was a scream that could be heard on the battlefield, but this was not the battlefield. It was a sound from the chimney of the Iels townhouse located in the middle of the capital. The terrible groans of the knights falling under the scorching sun spread continuously.
"Damn. I really don't want to die here!"
"Please save me, Duke. It's true~!"
The knights who survived and stood with swords were pleading with Rudnine.
After Rudnine secretly delivered a letter to the Third Prince, Ant, who had come to the training camp, took a step back in fear.
The battlefield was in a state of scorched earth.
Surprised, Ant was afraid that Rudnine would call him to train him to make a return invoice.
So, he hid his gesture as much as possible and approached the knight's servants who were waiting in the corner.
"What? What the hell is going on?"
"Oh. I don't know. The Duke seems to be in a bad mood. This is the first time this has happened, so all the knights are trembling."
"It seems too bad.... Can't you do something about it, Sir Ant?"
When the knight he served fell, the servants trembled and clung to Ant.
Ant hid in a corner and carefully examined Rudnine's appearance.
There were thirty elite knights brought by the Duke himself from the Iels estate.
And twenty elite knights are stationed at the Iels Townhouse.
A total of fifty knights were sparring with Rudnine.
"Hmm, you need to practice."
"Where are you going, Sir Ant!"
"Please!"
"I'm going."
Ant decided to comply with Rudnine's wishes, rejected the servants' pleas, and fled from the training ground.
Ant concluded positively.
'Well, it's going to end by the end of today anyway.'
However, the next day.
Ant, who fell asleep at his desk early in the morning while dealing with the backlog of paperwork, didn't wake up until the morning.
He stopped by Rudnine's room to report, but he wasn't there.
"No way?"
With a bad premonition, Ant realized that the situation was getting more and more serious.
Ant, who hurried to the military camp, rubbed his eyes and muttered to himself in a daze.
"...Has it been seen before?"
But this was neither a dream nor a hallucination.
There were Rudnine, who still wielded swords with terrifying momentum, and the knights who dealt with him.
Seeing Rudnine immersed in his training without sleeping, Ant shook his head.
'Why on earth are you driving yourself and the knights like that?'
Ant turned his head with a sudden stinging sensation in his body.
The knights lying on the floor were fiercely looking at Ant, saying, "What should I do?"
Unable to ignore him any longer, he quietly approached Rudnine, who was standing with a cold expression on his face, and spoke to him.
"Duke? Ha ha ha! Aren't you sleeping?"
Rudnine, who glanced at Ant, who was smiling awkwardly, retorted.
"I can't sleep."
Ant shook his head excitedly when he saw Rudnine, who showed no signs of fatigue, unlike the knights lying like corpses all over the battlefield.
"The other knights are already unable to sleep and are about to book an inn in the underworld."
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