She can’t believe he said Victorina’s name calmly, after seeing Rieta struggling to emphasize her last name!

She hurriedly checked Noel’s expression.

She was sure it was a little stiffer than before.

Oh my God, what would be good?

In the original novel, the name ‘Victorina’ reminded Noel of his long pain and wounds.

So, she wanted to let know Noel know the female lead’s name after he developed a certain level of liking for female lead.

Hugh McLean, who had no clue whatsoever, was just doing this as he wanted.

“Victo…rina?”

Sure enough. Noel murmured her name in a question.

“Ah.”

Of course, the female lead, who doesn’t know anything about Noel’s situation, kindly added an explanation.

“My mother named me in her native language.”

What was Rieta supposed to do?

Rieta wanted to prevent that answer from flowing out just like in the original story somehow. Because it will definitely hurt Noel.

But she couldn’t even use another trick.

The words that had already been decided came out from Victorina.

“If you have trouble pronouncing it, you can call me ‘Victoria’. After all, the meaning is the same.”

Rieta watched Noel’s expression and actions with worried eyes.

He was copying the pronunciation of ‘Victoria’ and ‘Victorina’ in a small voice.

He must have been sifting through the remnants about his mother and holding onto the sadness that had bloomed in him.

He is still pained from losing his mother….

“Uh, then.”

Then, Noel looked back at Rieta as if he had remembered something. With a straight face.

“Will it become Vittoria in the kingdom language?”

“…Even in the kingdom, Victoria is pronounced as Victoria. There is a strange difference.”

“It sounds close to Vittoria to my ears.”

“Yes, well. Because the kingdom language is flat!”

Noel smiled slightly, answering Rieta’s answer, saying, “As expected, it’s Vittoria.”

She doesn’t know what’s funny about it.

“That.”

Noel looked like he was sorry for laughing at Victorina’s name, so he quickly explained the situation to her.

“Victoria is the name of our dear mother. She is in a different world now.”

“Ah, it must be a special name for you.”

“Nothing can be done about it. But it’s a little interesting that names with the same meaning are pronounced differently in different countries.”

“Perhaps it has a good meaning, so it is used as a name by any country?”

Noel happily nodded to Victorina’s answer.

“Yes, I think so too.”

“Still, when you call me, I think Victorina is good. It might sound a bit uncomfortable.”

Bringing her hands together, she concluded with a lovely face.

“‘Victoria’ is a special name for Lord, so you’ll only want to use it for one precious person.”

“Uh, yes,” said Noel, and took a leisurely sip of tea.

Rieta stared intently at Noel, who didn’t show the slightest wave of emotions.

‘….why?’

But she couldn’t just keep looking at him like that, so she walked out of the tent with Hugh Mclean while questioning it.

‘Well, of course it’s fortunate that the two of them didn’t fight on their first meeting.’

It was oddly unsettling that Noel reacted differently than expected about a sensitive matter.

Did he have a change of heart without Rieta knowing?

Looking around worriedly, she could hear the conversation between Noel and Victorina from the tent.

It seems that they have become pretty good conversation partners for each other.

‘… It’s a bit strange.’

Rieta grumbled inwardly as she grabbed Hugh McLean’s arm.

‘Those two got into a fight as soon as they met in the original story.’

Rieta was a little embarrassed, thinking that she had made a fuss by herself, worrying about things in advance.

She felt like the losing side here.

“Well, why are you pouting?”

At that time, Hugh McLean, who was by her side, gave her a question.

He had a very cautious look.

“I’m, I’m not pouting.”

Wanting to shake off those useless thoughts as well, Rieta quickly shook her head.

“But it hurts too much.”

“What?”

Rieta asked back at the incomprehensible words. What hurts?

As she stared at him with a puzzled face, he smiled awkwardly and pointed at his arm.

To be precise, the part that Rieta is holding on to in her.

Oh my God.

Her hand was tightly pinching Hugh McLean’s hard forearm.

“Ack.”

Rieta got startled and quickly dropped her hand.

“I’m sorry. Are, are you okay?

“Well, it wasn’t bad.”

As he said that, he made Rieta hold his arm again.

“Hold on to it. It will be uncomfortable to walk because the road is uneven.”

“It hurts a lot, isn’t it?”

“Well, at first it was pretty bearable.”

“Since when did I do that?”

“Um, ever since I came out of the tent…?”

Rieta looked behind her for a moment.

Gauging the distance between this place and the tent. Now they were so far apart that only the flag raised above the tent could be seen.

Hugh McLean had endured pain for quite some time.