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?

 

the banquet hall last together with the king. That age-old

 

around and ran as fast as

 

***

 

the duty of pacifying his livid colleagues, felt like

 

had arrived now. He hadn’t even changed out of his blood-soaked armor or washed off

 

really did look like Satan incarnate in moments like these. Camu, never having been this tense in his life, tried to

 

Iz, what are you doing here

 

“Where is my wife?”

 

and mellow. His contrasting appearance made him sound

 

other three elite knights stopped and gawked at the champion of the Match. The air

 

not here because of the tacky

 

of

 

pushing Camu’s shoulder without a hint of mercy, began to march

 

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

 

a while ago, suddenly stepped out

 

don’t know what’s going on, but this is not

 

“Iz!”

 

hurried over. The

 

last long, considering the

 

you doing? Why are you here already? Looking

 

I know you’re an arrogant fellow, but this

 

is my wife?” Izek’s strained voice

 

turning blank. Ivan swallowed nervously and pushed her behind

 

first and then listen. She’s not here right now, but it’s

 

“Let go.”

 

pushed to the side. Even Galar, who was bigger than

 

grew louder as the crowd recognized the champion that had won the Match. A murmur

 

though today was a day of celebration, Izek’s dark

 

prevent him from going anywhere,

 

“H-Hey…”

 

marching forward without

 

saw a pale blond-headed boy, his shoulders slumped and curled, and looking like he had something

 

Ah, that… S-Sir…”

 

cold look Izek threw at

 

asking w-where…

 

***

 

could see

 

for the gold-coated marble floor and the ceiling covered with magnificent chandeliers, the entire room was

 

design, I just

 

know that there was a room here. Did a spy in the palace

 

sat on a couch placed near the wall and sipped on his drink, acting like this

 

out a sigh. “What’s the matter? You didn’t

 

you to dance,

 

creepy here with all of these mirrors. This must be

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