Translator: Yui
Editor: Nila

Giggles and whispers sounded from the back of the room. Perhaps, with this lively atmosphere, a couple had the confidence to indulge in one another out in the open.

 

Neither Ellenia nor Ivan had the mind to care about such things, though.

 

“What’s going on?” Ellenia’s eyes shifted from side to side nervously. “Why did the two of them leave at the same time? If Izek finds out…”

 

“My Lady, please, calm down for now. Do you know where Lady Furiana is right now?”

 

She frowned at him, confused at the question. “What? Why? What about Freya?”

 

“My Lady, you know her… Maybe she was keeping an eye on those two, just like us, or maybe she saw something.”

 

Ivan didn’t want to imply too much, but he couldn’t shake off the thought. They stared at each other for a moment before Ellenia’s eyes grew wide.

 

“She said she was going to the bathroom.”

 

And Freya van Furiana was indeed in the bathroom. However, she was not alone. She was also not inside the bathroom, but rather standing right in front of it, in a long and empty hallway.

 

“Can you do me a favor, Lorenzo?”

 

She stood tall and proud. Her little brother, looking up at her with eager eyes, nodded wholeheartedly. She was taller than him by a few inches because of her high-heeled shoes.

 

For his beloved sister, he would do anything. Even more so if it had something to do with that vile Witch of the South.

 

Freya smiled happily and ruffled her brother’s platinum blond hair. “Iz will arrive soon. If he comes looking for his wife or Cardinal Valentino, then you…”

 

She leaned closer and whispered the next words very carefully into his ears, making sure no one but him could hear her.

 

Lorenzo most definitely understood what she wanted him to do.

 

Lady Furiana smirked and turned around, giddy and elated, but soon jumped up in surprise as her best friend’s voice rang out from behind.

 

“Frey?”

 

“Ah, Ellen.” She quickly schooled her expression. “I’m sorry for the delay. Any news?”

 

Violet eyes that were wide open. An innocent face mixed with curiosity and worry. Taking in her best friend’s familiar face, Ellenia hesitated.

 

Therefore, Ivan, who stood behind her, stepped up instead. “Lady Furiana, by any chance—”

 

“Champion! Champion! Champion!”

 

Ivan’s voice got buried by the cries that filled the empty corridor. The sound came from the banquet hall. People were cheering.

 

Ivan felt his blood run cold, and it was no different for Ellenia.

 

He was here already?

 

Gladiatorial Match to enter the banquet hall last together with

 

of them turned around and ran as

 

***

 

duty of pacifying his livid colleagues, felt like

 

matters worse, the one person who should have arrived dead last, had arrived now. He hadn’t

 

in moments like these. Camu, never having been this tense in his life, tried to come off as if nothing was wrong. Calm and controlled, like it

 

are you doing here

 

“Where is my wife?”

 

surprisingly low and mellow. His contrasting appearance

 

stopped and

 

because of the

 

of

 

a hint of mercy, began to march

 

his senior, came rushing into the hall, finally having caught up with Satan himself. He was out of breath, but no one

 

slap the truth out of Camu a while ago, suddenly stepped out and blocked the man from advancing, a

 

going on, but this is not

 

“Iz!”

 

and Ellenia entered the hall again and hurried over. The Paladins, not really understanding what was wrong, breathed a sigh

 

of relief didn’t last long, considering the looks

 

are you doing? Why are you

 

I know you’re an arrogant

 

wife?” Izek’s

 

the spot, her mind turning blank. Ivan swallowed nervously and pushed her behind him. He passed Galar and grabbed Izek by the shoulder

 

down first and then listen. She’s

 

“Let go.”

 

were roughly pushed to the side. Even Galar, who was bigger

 

voices grew louder as the crowd recognized the champion that had won the Match. A murmur of excitement rippled through the banquet hall as

 

a day of celebration, Izek’s dark countenance slowly turned the

 

futilely to prevent him from going anywhere, but his voice fell

 

“H-Hey…”

 

had been marching forward without any hesitation,

 

of the end of the hall, there he saw a pale blond-headed boy, his shoulders slumped and

 

Ah, that… S-Sir…”

 

the cold look

 

asking w-where… your

 

***

 

see myself reflected

 

the ceiling covered with magnificent chandeliers, the entire room was filled with

 

admiring the sophistication and artistry of the design, I just thought that this was the perfect place

 

that there was a room here. Did a spy

 

near the wall and sipped on his drink, acting

 

out a sigh.

 

you to

 

these mirrors. This must be

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