A few hours later.
As Duke Iels reviewed the operation, the plan became more detailed and perfect.
As a result, the meeting that started early in the morning ended well past midnight.
"Ah."
“I’m going to die...”
“I’m already dead.”
Those leaving the conference room barely managed to walk, their bodies heavy as water-soaked cotton in the deep dawn.
Some of them, who had never experienced such a harsh meeting before, climbed into the carriage in tears.
An empty conference room after everyone has left.
Rudnine sent his adjutant away first and remained alone in the dark conference room.
He sat there, his chin resting on his hand, taking in the starlight streaming in through the window, and sighed in silence.
He was so upset.
He felt lost and didn't know what to do.
Rudnine covered his face with one hand and rubbed it roughly, thinking about the sweet times he had spent with Yvonne.
The date was very happy.
Of course, she was too pretty when he met her after a long time.
When she smiled at him with her mysterious purple eyes and silver hair that seemed to melt the moon, he fell in love with her again.
Did Yvonne notice?
The fact that he had deliberately chosen a meeting place in front of a crowded opera house.
He wanted to let many people know that Rudnine Iels would be her one and only.
But an unexpected variable arose.
Too many people openly showed their affection for Yvonne.
He felt dirty and uncomfortable with the gazes of the people staring at her, who were so beautiful, and quickly took her into the concert hall.
It was self-inflicted.
He bit his lower lip and rubbed his forehead in belated regret.
Fortunately, Yvonne seemed to really enjoy opera performances. She was completely focused on the actors on stage, and he wasn't interested at all.
Although it was disappointing, it was still great to be able to see Yvonne's facial expressions changing from moment to moment throughout the performance.
Every moment was precious, magical, and strangely lovely.
Even mealtimes were perfectly fine.
It was worth pestering the restaurant chef for a few days. She ate everything he prepared.
The exclamations of "delicious" and the continuous bursts of laughter were so sweet that his heart pounded.
The scent she gave off every time she moved her body made his eyes dizzy.
Even a single meaningless gesture or gesture made his nerves tense.
The light on her bright silver hair was blinding even though it wasn't daytime.
Although she has a beautiful appearance, her actions and words are so terribly cute that they drive people crazy.
If he hadn't learned morals, he would have wanted to steal her right away.
He couldn't take his eyes off her red lips as she held her glass, sipped the wine, and drank it with gusto.
It was because he had discovered how sweet those lips were a few days ago when he had clung to Yvonne and received a short kiss as a reward.
It was so painful.
He wants to get closer.
Even though he was so miserable that his insides were torn apart, he was incredibly happy just being with her.
Rudnine was actually a little taken aback, as he had never felt this kind of satisfaction before.
He has never felt that his life has been miserable, but he has also never felt particularly happy or fulfilled.
But he was aware that his life was quite fortunate.
In fact, he was born as the only minor Duke of the wealthy Iels estate, and fortunately, from a family that believed in swordsmanship, he showed outstanding talent for swordsmanship at an early age.
Of course, it was a blessing beyond compare.
His physique and appearance were very neat, a trait unique to the Duke Iels family, and his innate personality was also much like his mother's, making him much more refined compared to his father and the previous Dukes of Iels.
Of course, his mother passed away when he was very young, so he never really received maternal love.
But the young Duke of Iels was so busy that he could not feel his mother's absence.
Sword training was constant, and the knowledge that he had to learn as a successor was also very vast.
Moreover, he began regular expeditions to protect the empire by blocking the northern gates and slaying monsters when he was 10 years old, and he became accustomed to the sword.
His stubborn father, who worshipped only the sword to the point of being ashamed of the help of a wizard, did not show affection to his son.
He was treated only as the successor to the Iels family.
Rudnine accepted it calmly, but he thought there were times when he felt lonely.
He achieved the feat of becoming a Sword Master at a young age and later became the Duke of Iels. And everyone cherished him and followed him wholeheartedly.
He also treated the people around him with the same respect, but he did not have deep affection for them.
The encounter with Yvonne Argenthoz was a major turning point in the life of Rudnine Iels, who had been like that.
The ground he stood on shook violently, and many things changed, so he was a little scared at first, but a large tree grew fearfully under his feet and bloomed with flowers that gave off a deep fragrance.
The time he spent with her was so beautiful that it felt like a gift from God to him, who had been running silently all this way.
'But, why...?'
The happiness that had been inflated to the limit began to crack and turned into a glass window that seemed ready to shatter if pushed just a little further.
The veins on the back of his hand bulged blue as he clenched his fist.
He looked back calmly.
What has changed for Yvonne in the past two days?
But as far as he knew, Yvonne hadn't come out of her house for two days.
Even when he contacted her through the magic communication device the day before their date, she clearly accepted it affectionately.
'Then?'
Rudnine put both hands together to his mouth and thought about it.
Even though he was busy, he came out early in the morning to carefully examine the date route and location to ensure a perfect date.
He had to check for himself, as there might be dangers like a warlock attacking Yvonne, just like in Empress Giselle's glasshouse last time.
Fortunately, Empress Giselle, Duke Cardin, and the Black Magician were currently making no noticeable movements.
It seemed like they were secretly tracking down those who had been in the glass greenhouse, but they still seemed to be at a loss.
So he went on a date with her with peace of mind.
Rudnine took stock of what he had missed.
'Before the date, during the day?'
Did Yvonne meet Prince Felix back then? Or was she threatened by the warlock?
Although Yvonne said she would wait until she felt comfortable enough to tell him directly.
“Tell me, Yvonne...”
He became increasingly anxious and called her name weakly.
He couldn't help but feel sad and angry when he imagined Yvonne saying she wanted to be engaged to Prince Felix.
The armrest of the chair he was holding broke into small pieces with a loud crash.
Yvonne and Prince Felix.
Was the jealousy he felt when he saw the two people chatting amicably at the banquet hall unfounded?
What on earth is going on?
Rudnine wanted to go to the Argenthoz mansion right away and ask Yvonne and question her.
What happened?
So, you clearly promised to leave me alone in your fishing grounds and take care of me, right?
No, that's not it, he wanted to beg her.
Please don't do that. I'll do anything...
He was lost and wandering between his resentment towards her and his desire to be loved, and he suddenly burst into laughter.
“I’m going crazy.”
Rudnine, with his head raised, stared blankly at the ceiling.
Let's check the facts first.
He didn't want to go to Yvonne and ask about her engagement to Prince Felix, and then be hated by her.
You don't know, maybe it's a misunderstanding.
But what on earth was that meaningful thing she said?
Don't you like her? It's impossible to give her up.
'What on earth do you want me to do?'
If he insisted on asking, he would do it, but his mind was blank as no method came to mind.
She's a woman who's been deeply ingrained in his heart, like swordsmanship honed from a young age. How can he ever forget her?
'First...'
He glanced out the window to gauge the time, then headed straight to the palace in the deep sea where Prince Felix was staying.
Early morning when the sky is blue.
Prince Felix wakes up early every morning and begins his day with light calisthenics and reading.
“Heotdul, heotdul, oh my, it’s refreshing!”
Prince Felix, who was stretching to loosen up his tense muscles, suddenly saw a dark shadow lightly crossing the wall of the palace in the deep sea and took a step back in shock.
“Ugh!”
He felt a sharp, murderous intent that sent chills down my spine.
Could it be the group of assassins of Empress Giselle that Duke Argenthoz warned him to be wary of?
Empress Giselle shouldn't be in such a desperate situation to do something so blatant. What on earth?!
"Uh?"
But Felix relaxed and relaxed when he saw the face of the man walking towards him.
It was a familiar face.
And he was the one who cared about his well-being more than anyone else.
To the point where he started to believe that he was the one who would chase him to the gates of hell to save him, let alone kill him...
Felix placed his hands on his hips, calming his startled heart. He then raised his eyebrows and questioned the man standing before him.
"Duke Iels! You surprised me. What on earth is going on at this hour?"
A voice answers briefly.
However, the Duke of Iels's mood was not good as he did not answer about the exact purpose.
Prince Felix, who was quick-witted, instinctively took a quick step back to avoid the Duke.
'What, what!'
This guy was pretending to be fine, but his eyes were completely blank.
It was unclear why Duke Iels had come here in such a crazy form, but inside Prince Felix's head, someone was ringing a bell like crazy.
Answer correctly, you're already ruined, but if you answer incorrectly, you're dead instantly.
Felix resented Rudnine for glaring at him so fiercely.
'Why are you doing this to me again!'
Felix, who had been weeping as he watched him approach slowly and silently, as if he were a messenger delivering a letter of death, soon finished grasping the situation.
There could only be one person who could have put Duke Rudnine Iels in such a strange state.
'Damn it, could it be Princess Argenthoz again?!'
The moment Felix found the answer.
Rudnine slowly opened his mouth, sweeping his black hair that flowed down his straight forehead with his hand.
As Duke Iels reviewed the operation, the plan became more detailed and perfect.
As a result, the meeting that started early in the morning ended well past midnight.
"Ah."
“I’m going to die...”
“I’m already dead.”
Those leaving the conference room barely managed to walk, their bodies heavy as water-soaked cotton in the deep dawn.
Some of them, who had never experienced such a harsh meeting before, climbed into the carriage in tears.
An empty conference room after everyone has left.
Rudnine sent his adjutant away first and remained alone in the dark conference room.
He sat there, his chin resting on his hand, taking in the starlight streaming in through the window, and sighed in silence.
He was so upset.
He felt lost and didn't know what to do.
Rudnine covered his face with one hand and rubbed it roughly, thinking about the sweet times he had spent with Yvonne.
The date was very happy.
Of course, she was too pretty when he met her after a long time.
When she smiled at him with her mysterious purple eyes and silver hair that seemed to melt the moon, he fell in love with her again.
Did Yvonne notice?
The fact that he had deliberately chosen a meeting place in front of a crowded opera house.
He wanted to let many people know that Rudnine Iels would be her one and only.
But an unexpected variable arose.
Too many people openly showed their affection for Yvonne.
He felt dirty and uncomfortable with the gazes of the people staring at her, who were so beautiful, and quickly took her into the concert hall.
It was self-inflicted.
He bit his lower lip and rubbed his forehead in belated regret.
Fortunately, Yvonne seemed to really enjoy opera performances. She was completely focused on the actors on stage, and he wasn't interested at all.
Although it was disappointing, it was still great to be able to see Yvonne's facial expressions changing from moment to moment throughout the performance.
Every moment was precious, magical, and strangely lovely.
Even mealtimes were perfectly fine.
It was worth pestering the restaurant chef for a few days. She ate everything he prepared.
The exclamations of "delicious" and the continuous bursts of laughter were so sweet that his heart pounded.
The scent she gave off every time she moved her body made his eyes dizzy.
Even a single meaningless gesture or gesture made his nerves tense.
The light on her bright silver hair was blinding even though it wasn't daytime.
Although she has a beautiful appearance, her actions and words are so terribly cute that they drive people crazy.
If he hadn't learned morals, he would have wanted to steal her right away.
He couldn't take his eyes off her red lips as she held her glass, sipped the wine, and drank it with gusto.
It was because he had discovered how sweet those lips were a few days ago when he had clung to Yvonne and received a short kiss as a reward.
It was so painful.
He wants to get closer.
Even though he was so miserable that his insides were torn apart, he was incredibly happy just being with her.
Rudnine was actually a little taken aback, as he had never felt this kind of satisfaction before.
He has never felt that his life has been miserable, but he has also never felt particularly happy or fulfilled.
But he was aware that his life was quite fortunate.
In fact, he was born as the only minor Duke of the wealthy Iels estate, and fortunately, from a family that believed in swordsmanship, he showed outstanding talent for swordsmanship at an early age.
Of course, it was a blessing beyond compare.
His physique and appearance were very neat, a trait unique to the Duke Iels family, and his innate personality was also much like his mother's, making him much more refined compared to his father and the previous Dukes of Iels.
Of course, his mother passed away when he was very young, so he never really received maternal love.
But the young Duke of Iels was so busy that he could not feel his mother's absence.
Sword training was constant, and the knowledge that he had to learn as a successor was also very vast.
Moreover, he began regular expeditions to protect the empire by blocking the northern gates and slaying monsters when he was 10 years old, and he became accustomed to the sword.
His stubborn father, who worshipped only the sword to the point of being ashamed of the help of a wizard, did not show affection to his son.
He was treated only as the successor to the Iels family.
Rudnine accepted it calmly, but he thought there were times when he felt lonely.
He achieved the feat of becoming a Sword Master at a young age and later became the Duke of Iels. And everyone cherished him and followed him wholeheartedly.
He also treated the people around him with the same respect, but he did not have deep affection for them.
The encounter with Yvonne Argenthoz was a major turning point in the life of Rudnine Iels, who had been like that.
The ground he stood on shook violently, and many things changed, so he was a little scared at first, but a large tree grew fearfully under his feet and bloomed with flowers that gave off a deep fragrance.
The time he spent with her was so beautiful that it felt like a gift from God to him, who had been running silently all this way.
'But, why...?'
The happiness that had been inflated to the limit began to crack and turned into a glass window that seemed ready to shatter if pushed just a little further.
The veins on the back of his hand bulged blue as he clenched his fist.
He looked back calmly.
What has changed for Yvonne in the past two days?
But as far as he knew, Yvonne hadn't come out of her house for two days.
Even when he contacted her through the magic communication device the day before their date, she clearly accepted it affectionately.
'Then?'
Rudnine put both hands together to his mouth and thought about it.
Even though he was busy, he came out early in the morning to carefully examine the date route and location to ensure a perfect date.
He had to check for himself, as there might be dangers like a warlock attacking Yvonne, just like in Empress Giselle's glasshouse last time.
Fortunately, Empress Giselle, Duke Cardin, and the Black Magician were currently making no noticeable movements.
It seemed like they were secretly tracking down those who had been in the glass greenhouse, but they still seemed to be at a loss.
So he went on a date with her with peace of mind.
Rudnine took stock of what he had missed.
'Before the date, during the day?'
Did Yvonne meet Prince Felix back then? Or was she threatened by the warlock?
Although Yvonne said she would wait until she felt comfortable enough to tell him directly.
“Tell me, Yvonne...”
He became increasingly anxious and called her name weakly.
He couldn't help but feel sad and angry when he imagined Yvonne saying she wanted to be engaged to Prince Felix.
The armrest of the chair he was holding broke into small pieces with a loud crash.
Yvonne and Prince Felix.
Was the jealousy he felt when he saw the two people chatting amicably at the banquet hall unfounded?
What on earth is going on?
Rudnine wanted to go to the Argenthoz mansion right away and ask Yvonne and question her.
What happened?
So, you clearly promised to leave me alone in your fishing grounds and take care of me, right?
No, that's not it, he wanted to beg her.
Please don't do that. I'll do anything...
He was lost and wandering between his resentment towards her and his desire to be loved, and he suddenly burst into laughter.
“I’m going crazy.”
Rudnine, with his head raised, stared blankly at the ceiling.
Let's check the facts first.
He didn't want to go to Yvonne and ask about her engagement to Prince Felix, and then be hated by her.
You don't know, maybe it's a misunderstanding.
But what on earth was that meaningful thing she said?
Don't you like her? It's impossible to give her up.
'What on earth do you want me to do?'
If he insisted on asking, he would do it, but his mind was blank as no method came to mind.
She's a woman who's been deeply ingrained in his heart, like swordsmanship honed from a young age. How can he ever forget her?
'First...'
He glanced out the window to gauge the time, then headed straight to the palace in the deep sea where Prince Felix was staying.
***
Early morning when the sky is blue.
Prince Felix wakes up early every morning and begins his day with light calisthenics and reading.
“Heotdul, heotdul, oh my, it’s refreshing!”
Prince Felix, who was stretching to loosen up his tense muscles, suddenly saw a dark shadow lightly crossing the wall of the palace in the deep sea and took a step back in shock.
“Ugh!”
He felt a sharp, murderous intent that sent chills down my spine.
Could it be the group of assassins of Empress Giselle that Duke Argenthoz warned him to be wary of?
Empress Giselle shouldn't be in such a desperate situation to do something so blatant. What on earth?!
"Uh?"
But Felix relaxed and relaxed when he saw the face of the man walking towards him.
It was a familiar face.
And he was the one who cared about his well-being more than anyone else.
To the point where he started to believe that he was the one who would chase him to the gates of hell to save him, let alone kill him...
Felix placed his hands on his hips, calming his startled heart. He then raised his eyebrows and questioned the man standing before him.
"Duke Iels! You surprised me. What on earth is going on at this hour?"
“...Yes, it's me.”
However, the Duke of Iels's mood was not good as he did not answer about the exact purpose.
Prince Felix, who was quick-witted, instinctively took a quick step back to avoid the Duke.
'What, what!'
This guy was pretending to be fine, but his eyes were completely blank.
It was unclear why Duke Iels had come here in such a crazy form, but inside Prince Felix's head, someone was ringing a bell like crazy.
Answer correctly, you're already ruined, but if you answer incorrectly, you're dead instantly.
Felix resented Rudnine for glaring at him so fiercely.
'Why are you doing this to me again!'
Felix, who had been weeping as he watched him approach slowly and silently, as if he were a messenger delivering a letter of death, soon finished grasping the situation.
There could only be one person who could have put Duke Rudnine Iels in such a strange state.
'Damn it, could it be Princess Argenthoz again?!'
The moment Felix found the answer.
Rudnine slowly opened his mouth, sweeping his black hair that flowed down his straight forehead with his hand.
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