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

 

around and ran as fast

 

***

 

with the duty of pacifying his livid

 

last, had arrived now. He hadn’t even changed out

 

did look like Satan incarnate 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 was just any

 

you doing here

 

“Where is my wife?”

 

low and mellow. His contrasting

 

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

 

here because of the

 

of

 

shoulder without a hint of mercy,

 

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

 

Camu a while ago, suddenly stepped out and blocked

 

going on, but

 

“Iz!”

 

Ivan and Ellenia entered the hall again and hurried over. The Paladins,

 

the looks on the knight and the Lady’s

 

Why are you

 

you’re an arrogant

 

wife?” Izek’s strained voice echoed

 

Ivan swallowed nervously and pushed her behind him. He passed Galar and grabbed

 

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

 

“Let go.”

 

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

 

the crowd recognized the champion that had won the Match. A murmur of excitement rippled through the banquet

 

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

 

Stop! Stop, you jerk!” Ivan tried futilely to prevent him from going anywhere, but his

 

“H-Hey…”

 

marching forward without any

 

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

 

Ah, that… S-Sir…”

 

at the cold look Izek threw at

 

asking w-where… your wife

 

***

 

could see myself reflected

 

for the gold-coated marble floor and the ceiling covered

 

of the design, I just thought that this was the perfect

 

a room here. Did a spy in the

 

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

 

answer anyway, so I just shrugged and let out a sigh. “What’s the matter? You didn’t drag me all the way here just to

 

I told you to dance, would

 

all of these mirrors. This must

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