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 champion of the Gladiatorial Match to enter the banquet hall

 

turned around and ran as fast as

 

***

 

stuck with the duty of pacifying his livid colleagues,

 

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

 

his life,

 

are you doing here already? You

 

“Where is my wife?”

 

His contrasting appearance made

 

only Camu, but also the other three elite knights stopped and

 

because of the tacky

 

of my

 

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,

 

was not right, and Galar, who had tried to slap the truth out of Camu a while ago, suddenly stepped out and blocked the man from advancing, a frown on his

 

but this is not

 

“Iz!”

 

and Ellenia entered the hall again and hurried over. The Paladins, not really understanding what

 

long, considering the looks on

 

Why are

 

you’re an arrogant fellow, but this

 

Izek’s

 

blank. Ivan swallowed nervously and pushed her behind

 

first and then listen. She’s not here

 

“Let go.”

 

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

 

the Match. A murmur of excitement rippled

 

though today was a day of celebration, Izek’s dark countenance slowly turned the mood

 

to prevent him from going anywhere,

 

“H-Hey…”

 

been marching forward without any hesitation,

 

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

 

Ah, that… S-Sir…”

 

at the cold look

 

w-where… your

 

***

 

see

 

and the ceiling covered

 

design, I just thought that this was the perfect place to

 

didn’t know that there was a room here. Did a spy in

 

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

 

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

 

told you to dance,

 

here with all of these mirrors. This must be the room of some

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