(Asher’s POV)
“Now he trains swords?”
I repeated what Aran had just said to me. Aran nodded his head and continued, “Not only that, but the knights in the household were surprised to see that his sword style also changed.”
I raised an eyebrow.
“What do you mean by that?”
“I mean it as it is. He changed from a dual sword to a one hand sword user.”
“I see.”
Interesting. Suddenly I feel like having a duel with the Baron to test his strength. I smirked.
“And? Anything more?”
I asked and Aran’s eye twitched.
“Well...”
He tried to avoid my gaze.
What now? Did she said anything strange in her letter?
“In this letter, Maria also stated some weird words at the end of it.”
Aran finally spilled it out after I glared at him for a full minute.
“Hmm? What is it?”
“It said ‘I am master’s family’ something like that.”
I looked at him blankly.
“Wait, she heard that? I thought the servants were busy with their own shenanigans that night?”
Aran shrugged as a response.
“She is keen, after all.”
All of a sudden, I remembered the words that Lancelot spoke vividly that one spring night.
“Dear stars... Please, give me strength...”
Those words, although simple, I know it holds many meaning for Lancelot, as before he speak those words, his eyes wavered, as if his feeling were mixed. I never realized that his figure while he was hugging his knees looked so vulnerable, so fearful of this world that it made me want to protect him.
Wait?
Protect?
Me? Protect him?
I frowned while I caned my forehead on the desk. What is wrong with me? Am I too nervous to execute him? Am I having hallucinations for being overworked? I have to remember, he was the one who tried to hurt Cecilia and he also did many crimes, he doesn’t deserve to be given chance to live.
“Sir?”
Aran’s voice snapped me out from my daze.
“I’m sorry. Continue with your report.”
I massaged my temple. Yes, I must have been too tired. The Spring festival for Tristan Kingdom will happen in a week, including the time where Louis declare to annul his engagement with the Marquis’ daughter and declare marriage with Cecilia. By that time, many things needed to be done so I have been pulling all nighters in these past few days, that must be why I am tired and are having hallucinatons.
...Cecilia, huh? When we met for the first time, I was entranced by her beauty and her gentle and kind behavior and fall in love with her. I gave up on pursuing her though, because Louis was also in love with her, and I thought that they suited each other better than if it was me. It was just a few days ago that I decided to shut away my feelings for her, I shouldn’t move on this fast. Yet, in my mind, thoughts of Baron Constance overflowed, that it almost became too scary to think about him.
“Hmm...” Aran pursed his lips.
“...Are you anxious for our plan, sir?”
Aran finally spoke after a few moments of silence.
“That too. It’s just... I don’t know if I am able to kill Baron Constance now...”
The secretary heaved a sigh.
“Your highness, let’s have some break, okay?”
“...Okay...”
***
(Lancelot’s POV)
I stared listlessly at the land that was stretched far beyond what my eyes can see. This vast land, is my fief. Finally, after almost 20 days of working together with the townsfolk to help burying the dead soil, we had finished burying it yesterday and started planting the seeds soon after.
Of course, because of the vast land, the crop seeds that were kept were not enough, so we called the trading company again to buy more crop seeds and if possible, flower seeds too.
“My Lord, have you finish planting the seeds of this section?”
The chief trotted towards me as he speak.
Mysteriously, after I gave some assistance for the soil problem and even started helping them at the cropland, the townsfolk started calling me My Lord. I wonder why...?
“Yes, I have. I’m sorry if I am a bit slow, I can’t use magic.”
I scratched my cheek.
“It’s alright! We are grateful enough that you lend a hand in managing the crops. One more helping hand is useful, you know~”
The chief said and laughed loudly.
Surprisingly, many townspeople actually know how to use magic, mostly inferior ones. Well, make sense that the novel’s setting is in a magical world, it would be more strange if people can’t use magic.
Like me sob sob T-T
After spending another few hours of helping them with the crops, I spotted the merchant cart from afar.
“Ah! They have come!”
I stood up and immediately ran back to Ildian, the black stallion that I usually rode.
“If you will excuse me!”
I said to the chief and the townspeople nearby as I pulled the reins and they waved at me. I came right on time to change myself in a suitable attire before the merchants entered the estate.
“They are here, Master.”
Taylor showed me to the guest room where the merchants was at.
“Alright. Thank you, Taylor.”
I said before I stepped in.
In my first step, I took a glance at the merchant’s face before I came to a halt suddenly.
***
(Lancelot’s POV)
W-What is going on right now?...
“Hello, my name is Suna. I am the leading merchant for today’s group. Nice to meet you.”
A young, long dark blue haired man said and reached out his hand to shake mine as he introduced himself.
Why are you here?!
Suna, Suna Raikan! One of the male leads in the novel! Why is he here? Wasn’t he supposed to be managing the rural crystal flower that Cecilia had requested him in the far South? How can he be here in the Northeast?!
“Its nice to meet you...”
I tried to smile and took his hand.
I need to make myself not look suspicious or surprised, but I’m really curious as to why he was here yet I shouldn’t ask, because the rural flower is supposed to be a secret between Cecilia and Suna.
“Shall we go straight to the topic?”
He said, snapping me back to reality.
“Yes, sure.”
I replied.
Well, whatever. Him being in Isaia right now is not my problem. I should expect some changes in the plot, especially because I also made some changes in my life. But as only a side character with insignificant role, would me changing really did change the plot that far?
Izana’s POVThe flow of magic is a mess in this place. How could I not see the cracks and knots of the chasms, as if I’ve never seen a flawed magic before?I picked myself up and reshuffled my strategies. The area around me seemed to be the town centre, given that I’ve seen those familiar lamp posts and pattern of the floor before. Still, there is no one in sight, which adds to the peculiar feeling that I have. Are they hiding somewhere? Or have Avery taken them hostage? I guess in this thick smog, on could never tell.I tried to ease the building irritation inside of me because of the magenta aura that limits my eyesight. All it takes was a single snap of my fingers and all of this abhorrent aura will perish just like that, but if I were to do that, won’t Lancelot get mad at me? And won’t it endanger them if I were to disperse it and Avery were close to them? The smog also has a subtle Mana blocking properties, so I can’t fee
Lancelot’s POV“Uhm, excuse me.” A female voice appeared, snapping me from my thoughts.“What is it?” Asher replied to the voice. When I turned to look at who he was speaking, the first thing that I noticed was that sparkling blonde hair, and those ears.“The chef was concerned about whether you people have eaten, so he prepared a little meal as enjoyment.” She informed, while holding a tray of cheese sandwich and a teapot. After being given permission, she set the tray down in between where Aran and Rokhan sat, and poured some tea for us.“Thank you.” I told her. Despite her smooth motion in pouring the tea, I can see a little blush on her cheeks. That somehow sent me in a state of bliss, because if I may highlight it again.Elves are beautiful.And the girl who was serving snacks to us is an elf.The elf maid was probably happy being thanked to, because I became the
Lancelot’s POV“Oh, thank goodness you’re alive, My Lord! You don’t know how worried I was when you suddenly disappeared like that!” Hans wailed as he grabbed both of my hands. Behind him, were all the servants of the County, all hoarding me and were expressing their concern of me.“Thank you, but I am fine, as you can see.” I replied, accompanied with a troubled chuckle. Even in dire situations, they never failed to light up my mood.“Lord Lancelot.” A voice greeted me. I looked around the crowd and noticed Rokhan standing at a safe distance from the crowd. He probably didn’t want to get squashed like I did.“If you will, we need to talk for a moment, along with Lord Aran and His Highness.” He pointed his gaze at me, then slightly glanced at both Aran and Asher, who was somewhere nearby.“Ehhh that’s unfair! Let us in on the discussion too, we want to know what hap
Lancelot’s POVThe first thought that I have in mind when I arrived at Isaiya was; where is my feet? I mean, I couldn’t see a thing apart from things that are very close to me, as an example, Asher’s hand that was holding mine.“Are you hurt anywhere?” Asher’s voice appeared, but I couldn’t make out his face that much, all because of the thick smog-like magenta aura all around us.“I’m fine.” I replied.“Thank goodness.” There was a hint of relief in his tone when he said that.“Where are we, by the way? I can’t see anything with all this smog.” I paused a bit as I looked around. “It seems we are also separated from everyone else.”“Indeed.” Asher said, agreeing to my comment. “Let’s try to get the feel of our surroundings first. I’ll try sensing Izana’s aura in the meantime.”The two of us be
Lancelot’s POV“That doesn’t sound like it will end that peacefully.” I commented. Noel giggled.“That’s what you’re concerned about? I thought that you would be worried about Asher or something.” Noel said. I shook my head in response, as I replied in a nonchalant manner. “Well, even if Lancelot were to fight both Izana and Asher right now, I don’t think he would have a chance in winning. Izana is a guardian, and Asher ranked just below his father in terms of battle prowess. Unless he used some kind of tricks, they won’t lose easily.”“Fair enough.” Noel nodded. “Which is why we will be leaving this near consciousness as soon as possible. Injuries might happen to this body if they fight, which might put a strain on you when you regained control of this body.”I nodded in understanding. Noel looked up, and seemed to be scanning the place. He then lifted his rig
Aran’s POVBack in Isaiya…You guys must have been wondering why the notion above stated Isaiya, and not the royal palace, even though I am among one of the royal secretaries and the crown prince’s closest aide.Yep.You’ve guessed it right.“If I manage to find Lancelot, I will bring him back to the royal palace, pronto. I want you to keep watch here at Isaiya. Keep the people safe, and if by chance Avery comes here, protect the people at all cost.”That was what the crown prince, Asher Sol Tristan, the supposedly anti-romantic, non-interested in people type of person, told me before he bolted with his horse somewhere. Because of his orders, which is second after the king’s decree, I have no power to refuse, so I stayed, with two knight companies ready at my beck and call.Man, I’m back at Isaiya again.I mean, it’s not like I hate this town or anything, but being far away from my home in the capital kinda gave me homesickness. I don’t have anyone waiting at home because my parents l