Chapter 31

“However… I can depart room. I don’t have anybody I like but.”

At these phrases, Berthas’ expression, which had been collapsing, returned to its authentic state instantly. Isilis, who was watching him, smiled.

“I’m the Empress, and I can’t be dragged round by you. Nonetheless… I’ll reserve a spot for you within the nook of my coronary heart.”

“Actually?”

He mentioned as he jumped up.

“Are you actually doing that? Isilis?”

“Is that this not a play?”

Berthas grew to become gloomy once more at her skeptical remarks.

‘How enjoyable.’

It was amusing to see his expression change from second to second, although then again, Isilis was additionally stunned by the sincerity that got here out with out her realizing.

‘A nook of my coronary heart?’

Within the first place, the Empress’ coronary heart was completely for the Empire. She couldn’t consider that she had talked about a nook of her coronary heart out of her mouth. At that second, a faint presence was immediately heard outdoors the door, Berthas rapidly hid himself so as to not be discovered.

“You’re right here?”

Somebody opened the door and got here in.

“Marquis Cyrka.”

“What are you doing right here at evening? You weren’t within the room, so I went to search for you… had been you alone right here?”

Marquis Cyrka smiled with a bewildered look when he seen that there was nobody however Isilis, trying round with vibrant eyes.

Seeing him like that, Isilis gave a slight smile.

“My thoughts was cluttered, and I used to be wandering round to prepare my ideas. This room can also be a room with recollections of my father.”

“Your visitor is right here too, so I don’t assume that’s a good suggestion.”

“It’s.”

As he identified that Berthas was on the identical flooring, Isilis nodded her head.

“It’ll be a bother, so that you higher be in your room.”

“What concerning the {rincess?”

“She is sleeping.”

“Did you see her?”

“She is cute.”

“Not that.”

“She had darkish hair.”

“What do you assume?”

Asking for her aide, Marquis Cyrka’s opinion, he shook his head.

“An imperial household who was not born with magical powers… Wouldn’t or not it’s tough?”

“Do you assume so, too?”

After analyzing Isilis’ expression for a second, the Marquis spoke once more.

“Nonetheless, I’ll obey Your Majesty’s will.”

“Thanks for saying that.”

“I’m at all times in your aspect.”

Seeing Cyrka bowing down, Isilis smiled with a contented smile. She moved her steps, casting her gaze for a second to the place Berthas was hiding his physique as Marquis Cyrka adopted behind her.

Berthas, who had been secretly listening to their dialog, appeared at midnight.

“He’s the son of the Margrave.”

…Cyrka.

It was a household that guarded the borders of the Larchen Empire. Though they had been Marquisate, they had been acknowledged for his or her means as a Margrave and had the identical standing as a Duchy. Although Berthas had by no means straight attacked the borders of the Larchen Empire, he was accustomed to their status—tales of assaults from different empires, notably the Khalifa, had been well-known.

“I do know they’re an ideal household, however…”

He didn’t prefer it.

It was a household essential for Isilis to guide the nation. His eyes had been totally different. Totally different from the widespread the Aristocracy. The eyes that take a look at the girl, not the eyes that take a look at an Empress. Isilis couldn’t really feel it, however he knew it.

It was an instinctive sense of a male who preyed on his girl.

“They appeared pleasant…”

What sort of relationship did they’ve? There have been different individuals’s eyes if he was to open the door immediately, so Berthas determined to attend.

“Berthas.”

Listening to a voice calling him from behind, he was startled however quickly acknowledged that it was Faylos’ voice. He rotated.

“Huh? How are you going to—”

“Let’s go.”

Following Faylos, who opened the wall and entered, Berthas adopted in his footsteps. After passing by means of a darkish passageway and a winding maze, when he pressed a sure half once more, the wall opened, and the place the place he was staying was revealed.

“Right here…”

“It’s a secret passage.”

“How are you aware that?”

Seeing Berthas, who requested sharply, Faylos laughed out loud.

“You, I hope you don’t assume Isilis and I’ve something to do with one another, do you?”

“Isilis…? Had been you shut sufficient to name the Empress by identify?”

“After all!”

“Who’re you?”

Berthas requested coldly, elevating a way of frustration in direction of the twirling Faylos.

“It’s enjoyable, however I’ll cease. I’ll introduce myself once more. I’m associated to Isilis.”

“…What?”

“I’m the Grand Duke of the Larchen Empire.”

Faylos and Berthas met on the battlefield. It was the day of the native battle between the Hillenton Empire and the Khalifa Empire. Whereas the battle continued in a sluggish state, there was a scene that got here into his eyes by probability.

It caught his eye because the troopers of the Khalifa Empire had been chasing an individual who gave the impression to be of Larchen. Berthas moved rapidly as a result of he had discovered it in a army camp that had been raided.

“Keep there!”

As he ran his horse, he aimed his sword. Whereas drawing an arc, a sword that was struck down took the lifetime of a soldier, and the remaining troopers of the Khalifa Empire rushed in a row.

“Are you okay?”

The person didn’t reply his query. His eyes had been blurry. From afar, he may see the troopers of the Khalifa Empire operating.

“Maintain on!”

Berthas flashed the person’s physique and put him on his horse. He leisurely escaped from the battlefield with the person who was speechless, as if he had misplaced his thoughts.

“Nicely? Who’s that particular person?”

Hector, who was excitedly swinging his sword, requested Berthas.

“I saved him as a result of the Khalifa troopers had been going to take him.”

“So who?”

“I’ll discover out.”

Berthas returned to the barracks with the person and referred to as the physician.

“He’s a wizard.”

“Wizard?”

“See his wrist right here? It’s a restraint used within the Desert Empire.”

“Then, is that this form a restraint seal?”

“That’s proper.”

“Can’t we simply take it off?”

“If it could simply be taken off, it’s not a magic weapon… Gasp!”

The physician acquired startled by Berthas, who swung his sword earlier than the physician may even end talking. His knife struck the restraint with a ‘bang.’ A vibrant gentle burst, and the restraint was reduce cleanly.

“Monster…”

Hector shrugged his shoulders as he checked out Berthas with drained eyes.

“Your Excellency, are you an actual monster? No, how…”

“Sir Hector.”

The person’s gaze steadily returned. Berthas requested with clear eyes.

“How did you get caught by the troopers of the Khalifa Empire?”

“I’m a wandering wizard who turned down their provide and acquired restrained.”

Berthas laughed on the man’s cynical phrases.

“I’m Berthas Hillenton.”

“Faylos.”

“No final identify?”

“What would you do when you knew?”

Berthas held out his hand.

“It is best to no less than try this to your lifesaver.”

“Don’t wish to.”

“Then, high-quality.”

“…Berthas Hillenton?”

“Respect the Duke!”

With Hector’s outraged cry, Berthas waved his hand. In his view, the person was a nobleman. His braveness to not lose to others was proof of that. These born to be nobles from delivery are totally different. Hector may do hurt, so he restrained his motion.

“Duke? Oh, that…”

Berthas smiled skeptically, seeing Faylos’ gaze, who glanced at him up and down.

“You have to’ve heard my rumors?”

“It did.”

“Nicely, you possibly can go now.”

“What?”

“I saved you, so you possibly can go now?”

“Are you simply going to let me go?”

“Then?”

He saved a wizard… that wizard was a wizard of the Larchen Empire. In keeping with the Imperial Regulation, those that rescued a wizard protected by the Larchen Empire may obtain assist from the Larchen Empire. It was a widely known reality in different international locations as nicely.

“Are you actually simply letting me go? With out asking something?”

“I mentioned so.”

“…If you wish to see me, come to the Pink Moonlight Tavern in Etort Port.”

“Are we going to satisfy?”

“If it’s meant to be, we could.”

The person, who spoke his final phrases, disappeared utilizing magic. That was his first reminiscence with Faylos.

“Grand Duke? Her cousin…?”

“Proper.”

“Then, you already know all the pieces…”

“Sure.”

“That’s why you mentioned you couldn’t say it.”

“Sure.”

Faylos, who was staring on the shocked Berthas, mentioned once more.

“What are you going to do now?”

“What?”

“The Princess was not born with magical powers, and her place will probably be shaken by this incident.”

“Is her place shaken?”

“You’ve seen it firsthand, so I’m positive you perceive. You touched Larchen’s barrier, and it was the Empress who stopped it. Additionally it is the Empress who maintains the obstacles of every metropolis related to the capital. Nevertheless, the following Empress doesn’t have magical powers? It doesn’t make sense.”

“Do you assume so, too?”

“It’s not what I believe, however that’s what the individuals of the Empire and the nobles assume.”

“….”

“And now, I can’t see it nicely as a result of she’s younger although the Princess appears just about such as you.”

“Do you see that?”

“Did you not see that?”

“I didn’t know as a result of I used to be solely passing by.”

“Haa. Isilis did that.”

“It’s not that I blame her.”

“I do know your true nature, and also you gained’t try this, however… It’s tough.”

Watching Faylos sigh, Berthas closed his mouth. Seeing his shut good friend apprehensive about him, his coronary heart acquired tickled.

‘Pal…’

Although it was true in phrases, he didn’t assume Faylos was actually his good friend. Berthas saved his life, however after that, they met, chatted, and had a number of drinks. It was a second in his life when he had nothing, he acquired a daughter and a detailed good friend…

“What’s flawed?”

Faylos requested, feeling unusual as he stared at his face. Whereas smiling brightly at him, Berthas spoke.

“I like her.”

“Hey, are you loopy?”

“You don’t give me time to be severe.”

“If anybody hears such a factor, they are going to converse like me.”

“Thanks.”

“So immediately?”

“I’m simply saying thanks.”

“Let’s put that gratitude apart for some time, and what’s going to we do now?”

“What?”

“The Princess. Your daughter!”

“All choices are made by Isilis.”

Faylos was pissed off listening to Berthas uttered that he would observe her.

“The Empress, it’s a given. Nonetheless, it’s not that straightforward. Shaking the foundations of the Empire wouldn’t be straightforward.”

“I’ll inform her when she’s having a tough time.”

“Isilis? No approach.”

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