Chapter 215: By no means A Uninteresting Second (2)

The sq. after the coronation.

Shiron sat closely on an empty bench. In his arms was a thick bread bag, procured from the most well-liked bakery in Rien today. The bag was not a boring brown however a complicated merchandise adorned with flashy initials.

“I informed you, you don’t have to purchase this sort of stuff!”

Although she mentioned that, the sound of Latera’s gulping could possibly be heard clearly as she sat beside him. Together with her childlike determine, her toes didn’t attain the bottom, swinging energetically, reflecting her pleasure.

“Hmm? Yum! It’s so scrumptious!”

A donut crammed generously with strawberry jam, ham, and cheese, after which fried entire. The candy and salty concord hidden within the crispy fried coating resonated on her small, plump tongue.

Latera admired the small paradise created in her mouth, holding a donut in every hand and alternately taking bites.

“Your expression is considerably outdated.”

“…What?”

“By no means thoughts. So long as you get pleasure from consuming it.”

Shiron turned his eyes from Latera to the imperial palace. It had been an hour since Siriel had gone into the palace after telling him to go forward.

Whether or not he had a lot to say to Victor, who proceeded with out permission, or the state of affairs wasn’t favorable, Siriel’s enterprise was taking longer than anticipated.

Besides, Shiron didn’t make the cold-hearted transfer of going again first. Though he was informed he might return first, isn’t she his treasured fiancée? Although it pained him to pull Latera into the chilly evening wind, opposite to Shiron’s ideas, Latera refused to return to the mansion.

“…Ready for somebody with enterprise to complete can also be a superb deed. Particularly if that individual is your fiancée, leaving them behind might need earned you demerits from the Lord.”

“Wipe the powder off your mouth earlier than you speak.”

“…That’s not one thing you need to say to a woman.”

Latera licked the powder off her fingers and wiped her mouth.

“Anyway, I believe you made the proper alternative, Sir. Because of that, I received to eat this scrumptious meals, and likewise…”

Latera continued as she picked up a brand new donut.

“You had been very flustered on the coronation earlier.”

“…”

“Though you didn’t present it, your confusion was clear sufficient that I might inform simply by holding your hand.”

‘It’s like she will be able to see my ideas…’

Shiron relaxed the fingers he was about to flick at her brow. At his delicate hand motion, Latera caught out her tongue.

“With Kyrie and the coaching recently, you haven’t had time to replicate in your ideas, proper?”

Latera shortly swallowed a donut stuffed with candy white cream.

“How about sharing your issues with me? An issue shared is an issue halved, and we are able to share loads of opinions.”

“Sorry, however I even have my limits.”

“…The ebook I learn not too long ago mentioned {that a} man with many secrets and techniques is enticing, however the extra I give it some thought, it looks like a lie. It was humorous once I learn it, however experiencing it firsthand is simply troublesome.”

“Do you learn issues like that?”

Shiron crumpled the empty bag and aimed on the trash can. Although it regarded tough as a result of erratic wind, it went in with none drawback due to his excessive accuracy.

“…Did I ever let you know I can see the long run?”

“Are you speaking in regards to the prophecy of Prient?”

“…Sure.”

The celebs within the sky, the ether lights gently illuminating the road—it was an environment conducive to revealing hidden worries. As a guardian angel, Latera wiggled nearer to lighten the warrior’s burden.

“Do you imagine in destiny?”

“…Isn’t that too tacky from the beginning?”

“Hey, would you like me to let you know or not?”

“I’ll hold my mouth shut.”

Latera puffed her cheeks and laughed playfully. Clearing his throat, Shiron regained the temper.

“The Empire’s first sword was initially imagined to be Lucia.”

Heavy concrete chunks had been lifted one after the other, and folks trapped beneath had been pulled out in clusters.

It was a strong but delicate use of telekinesis.

The fruits of his persistent magic coaching had been proven on this real-life state of affairs. However verifying his abilities in such a spot didn’t really feel good.

Latera didn’t flip a blind eye to Shiron’s accumulating karma. She, too, was not idle, serving to to maneuver the injured and squeezing out her holy energy.

Beep! Beep! Beep!

Whereas they had been rescuing folks, a pointy whistle sound belatedly rang out, and uniformed people got here operating in a line. These had been the officers who had responded to the decision.

Groan –

“Are you all proper?”

A voice heard many occasions earlier than. Black hair entered Shiron’s peripheral imaginative and prescient, however he didn’t flip his eyes in the direction of it, focusing as an alternative on the rescue actions.

Her shoulders felt mild.

Her steps had been stuffed with power as she moved ahead.

Maybe as a result of she had shared a few of his secrets and techniques, Lucia’s steps towards Rien felt lighter than earlier than.

Not that she was skipping round, however she walked straight, wanting significantly better than when she had been burdened with heavy worries and buried within the snow.

“Why is our girl in such a superb temper?”

Following carefully behind the main Lucia was Encia. From Mount Makal, the place the Daybreak Citadel was positioned, Encia had carefully attended to Lucia although she might have gone again to the mansion first.

“Was your self-discovery journey profitable?”

“…Not profitable, however not unhealthy.”

Lucia adjusted the massive backpack on her shoulders as she spoke.

“I resolved some outdated feelings, although the ending was a bit clumsy. No less than I managed to say correct goodbyes.”

“Ah… huh?”

Encia tilted her head with a puzzled expression. It’s unlucky for her, however at the moment, solely Yuma and Glen knew that Lucia was Kyrie.

Revealing that reality wouldn’t assist in any respect and would possibly even provoke new risks. Lucia humbly determined to heed Yuma’s recommendation.

“By the best way, why has it been so noisy because the border? Is one thing happening?”

Trying round, Lucia observed that the bustling exercise had elevated in comparison with earlier than she left.

“I don’t know? Might it’s a pageant? The air is stuffed with the odor of burnt oil and vomit.”

“Hmm…”

“Look, skewers discarded by the roadside. It seems to be like roast pig, however that’s not one thing you usually eat.”

Encia was chattering in regards to the indicators of a pageant…

Then out of the blue fell silent.

The malice and confusion permeating the folks’s hearts. The faint odor of blood. Although they had been dozens of kilometers away, Encia might simply sense him due to her demonic nature.

“My girl…”

“I do know.”

Lucia quickly realized one thing was off. Strolling alongside the highway, she out of the blue noticed a procession of carriages adorned with white flowers.

One thing Shiron had informed her not too long ago got here to thoughts: on this nation, white flowers signified loss of life.

“Shh.”

It wasn’t a pageant however a funeral.

Lucia clasped her fingers collectively and bowed her head in the direction of the passing procession.

Clip-clop, clip-clop.

As she did so, a carriage handed by. Lucia didn’t see Victor’s enraged face.

She needed to go see Shiron shortly.