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?

 

champion of the Gladiatorial Match to enter the banquet hall last together with the king. That age-old practice had just

 

around and ran as fast as

 

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duty of pacifying his livid colleagues, felt

 

one person who should have arrived dead last, had arrived now. He hadn’t even changed out of his blood-soaked armor or washed off his sweat. His sword

 

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

 

hey, Iz, what are you doing

 

“Where is my wife?”

 

voice was surprisingly low and mellow. His contrasting appearance made

 

knights stopped and gawked at the champion of the Match. The air had turned

 

probably not here because of the

 

out of my

 

shoulder without a hint of mercy, began to

 

Sir! Hold, haa, hold on!” Andymion, having been 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 time

 

Galar, who had tried to slap the truth out of Camu a while ago, suddenly stepped out

 

what’s going on, but this is not right. If

 

“Iz!”

 

over. The Paladins, not really understanding what

 

feeling of relief didn’t last long, considering the looks on the knight and the

 

are you doing? Why are you

 

know you’re an arrogant fellow,

 

my wife?” Izek’s

 

her mind turning blank. Ivan swallowed nervously and pushed her behind him. He passed

 

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

 

“Let go.”

 

to the side. Even Galar, who was bigger

 

as the crowd recognized the champion that had won the Match. A murmur of excitement rippled through the banquet hall as they noticed the distinct

 

day of celebration, Izek’s dark

 

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

 

“H-Hey…”

 

forward without

 

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

 

Ah, that… S-Sir…”

 

the cold look Izek threw

 

w-where… your

 

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could see

 

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

 

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

 

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

 

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

 

and let out a sigh. “What’s the matter? You didn’t drag me all the way here just to

 

you to

 

creepy here with all of these mirrors. This must be

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